Chapter 208 The vitality of heaven and earth

Li Yuanqing looked into the depths of the palace city and suddenly sneered: "It's a pity that the mortal world is hard to clean up. You have too many calculations and you will eventually fall."

He looked back at Lingmai again, his eyes obsessed.

"The spiritual vein is so powerful that it can enable people to embark on the path of cultivating immortals. If they can seize the opportunity in the future, they can shatter the void and soar away.

How can such a great thing be detained by one person and one country?"

He shouted in a deep voice, and his true energy came out violently, trying to break the constraints on his spiritual veins.

But spiritual veins are mysterious, and the so-called destiny of a country in this mortal world is even more elusive.

True Qi is invisible but has Qi. How can we easily break this so-called bondage?

That old and domineering cold snort sounded again, knocking out all Li Yuanqing's energy.

Li Yuanqing's expression changed, and he hurriedly drew circles with his hands, trying to resist.

Upon seeing this, Li Wenyan hurriedly took action, stepping on Xuan Yuan and putting his hands on Li Yuanqing's back to help him.

Did Lingmai admit it? Rere said: "I also know that he does not have an ancestral treasure that can be used to help people practice all the Zhao family's skills. Give it to our family to ensure that their Zhao family will be safe for a hundred years."

Sometimes there are no Imperial Guard patrols, but abnormal people often come to the Ancestral Temple when they have something to do, so the defense outside is quite tight.

Lingmai's feet stepped on the void, lowering down, as if they were about to step on the feet of Xiaoli's missing emperor.

But I felt like there was some heavy treasure underneath, and my arms were shaking slightly.

"Let's end it today."

The old man looked up at the sky, his clear eyes missing a bit of clarity, and murmured: "Is that divine power?"

Lingmai ridiculed: "Our family will destroy the Zhao family, and he will fight with our family, but because of the emperor's position, our family has to have a hand, so he only needs to stop him.

Seeing that there was no madman like this, the palace supervisor rushed out immediately, but when he saw the spiritual pulse, his expression suddenly changed and he shrank back.

Lingmai's face was bright, and his whole body was shaken with true energy, shaking off his majestic aura.

Zhao Zhao Xiaoli, a royal family that has existed for hundreds of years, was trampled on by a eunuch, and some people even dared to speak out and reprimand, which shows how tragic it is.

We stretch out our hands almost greedily, but we can only touch the void.

The two innate masters resisted with all their strength and finally eliminated this force.

Wu Yongre looked down and looked deep into the Ancestral Temple, as if there was a person hiding outside.

Almost all the warriors in the Hidden God Realm raised their heads at this time.

The Xiantian Grandmaster at the beheading station was even more excited and said in a trembling voice: "You have never seen a bottleneck before, but now you have seen the bad image."

"Him!"

"Don't you dare to make false claims about detaining spiritual veins? It's just that you are seizing the opportunity, which is unfair to all living beings. We all have opportunities today, so don't be too greedy."

"Since he knows you are there, he still dares to be so bold. Is he afraid of death?"

I turned forward and flew towards Qianqing Palace.

And we also know what that power means.

"But now that Wu Yong has appeared, no one can escape the small fight. Even if they don't leave any opponents behind, you will still lose!"

It landed on the ground and flew under the palace, which is a small taboo for the ministers!

The Eight Xiantian Grandmasters enshrined by the imperial court stood in the air, speechless in astonishment.

The world seems to be missing some strange and inexplicable power.

Before he finished speaking, the spiritual veins suddenly shattered and turned into blue stars all over the sky, scattering to the world.

The old Taoist whisk stretched out his left hand, the palm of his hand was full, and it was clear that there was nothing there.

Only the martial artist who had committed such an evil act in Yanjing today could faintly realize that this power seemed to be embedded in the depths of the void.

It seems that he joined forces with some people to know about the affairs of your Zhao family."

But they also felt uncomfortable, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

Inside the Ancestral Temple, another voice came out.

The old and domineering voice that came from nowhere sighed softly, and the coercive aura pouring out of the palace suddenly tightened.

Li Guang's expression changed drastically, he drew his sword and slashed, shouting: "How dare you..."

As he spoke, the majestic aura spread out again, subduing Wu Yong.

Even Emperor Suiwen, who was pulled onto the dragon throne by Chengzu, did not have a tablet.

I gritted my teeth and was about to draw my sword and looked at the palace, but then I regained my patience.

The other innate masters from here also flew away one after another, and it will be known until Yanjing returns.

Not yet, he must have used this treasure just now to let our family find this person, otherwise I will be skinned and cramped."

"Wu Yong, his talent is low, but it's a pity that he is not lacking in talent. He is indeed awesome to get to that point, but if he wants to destroy your Zhao family, he is still qualified!"

Only Kun Chongyu stayed, and later went to look for his junior brother who was knocked to the ground.

I put away my sword with cold eyes.

"It's wrong, you can't regard that power as divine power."

But I didn't avoid it at all. I flew past the crowded Qianqing Palace, flew past the crying Kunning Palace, and arrived at the Ancestral Temple before the Hot Palace, which lacked a few soldiers to guard it.

I exclaimed in my heart.

We felt a force and felt that the realm that trapped our youth seemed not to be loosened.

But that kind of power disappears very slowly. No matter how we look for it, we will always find it.

"That divine power that can make people take a step back!"

After that, I took advantage of a sword light and fled away.

And from our "view", this power seems to be flowing around us, as if we can touch it just by turning our hands.

This old and domineering voice suddenly laughed, and it seemed to be very disdainful.

"During the reign of Emperor Tianguang, he had been domineering in the palace for decades, and he had never been seen. It shows that he was not aware of your existence at this time.

"What is that? You feel it retreat into your body, merge with the true energy in your meridians, and the boy's bottleneck becomes a little looser."

It was noisy outside on weekdays, except for the eunuchs who were the eunuchs of the shrine to light the incense and sweep it away.

"Zhao family!"

"It seems that these old friends really told him Mr. Xu, hehe, it's a pity that he came too late. This treasure can only be used once every few decades, and you have given it to others."

Everyone is feeling the novel power and talking about it.

A rare smile appeared on Jin Yiwei's innate grandmaster's cold face, and an excited light appeared in his eyes.

"He was so weak that he relied on hundreds of years of small power to become comfortable. How can he dare to go out and fight now?"

But whenever I think about no one printing less than me, my face becomes gloomy.

I looked into the depths of the palace and shouted in a deep voice: "The meeting is not scheduled!"

"They plotted against the young man, and now they have taken the initiative to send He Ming away. Do you believe that the servants have left any behind?"

The imperial guards who arrived saw the appearance of the person clearly, and they also dared to speak, and hurriedly entered.

"It is indeed the end of the weak crossbow."

The spirit pulse heard the health in my words and sneered.

Lingmai Nu glanced at these seven colleagues, turned around and flew towards the palace.

The Ancestral Temple was silent for a long time before this old voice sounded again.

Lingmai's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he immediately laughed angrily.

The Imperial Ancestral Temple is dedicated to the late emperors of Xiaoli.

This old and domineering voice sounded again, but only I could hear it that time.

That feeling is even worse for the innate master who left his mark on Wu Yongxia.

In the Zongren Mansion, Zhao Sheng stood in the courtyard, feeling the inexplicable power that filled Seven Weeks.

"Don't play tricks with our family. If he gives it to us, our family will kill all the Zhao family!"

But without this Li Guang, even though he felt the power, he didn't feel happy at all.

The same is true for spiritual veins. I have the least bright red mark, and the power I can feel is more obvious.
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