Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

When he saw Yinglong again, Shi Ben could feel the huge gap between him and Yinglong. If he was not here, Shi Ben would really choose to run away.

But here, his identity is a guardian beast, and his mission is to protect the treasure behind him. No matter what, he must protect the treasure behind him. Otherwise, even if Yinglong does not kill him, the treasure will emit energy to directly kill Shi Ben.

Fighting with Yinglong might give him a glimmer of hope, but if he gave up, he would surely die. In this situation, Shi Ben had no choice.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to fight, just do it. Even if I die in this battle, I will never admit defeat."

Yinglong had never been a guardian beast, so he had no idea of ​​the rules and regulations involved, and thought that Shi Ben just didn't want to admit defeat.

So Yinglong stopped talking nonsense and took up his sword again.

This time was different from before. Yinglong did not show his original form, nor did he use the power of heaven and earth. He just held the sword in his right hand and looked at the Lion Guard not far away with cold eyes.

Although Shi Ben knew that it would be difficult to defeat Yinglong with his current abilities, he still held on to a last glimmer of hope.

His idea was to use his strongest move right from the start, perhaps taking advantage of the moment when Yinglong was careless and turning defeat into victory.

So, this time, Lion Ben did not hold back at all. He raised the steel knife high up. The steel knife floated in the air and shot a ray of light towards Lion Ben, covering him completely.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the lion's body also rushed towards the steel knife through the light.

Soon, the Lion Ben's entire body became one with the steel knife. This was also the Lion Ben's strongest move. He turned his body into the knife and maximized the power of the steel knife.

Yinglong, who was not far away, frowned when he saw this scene, because he could feel that the steel knife carried amazing power. If he was in the early stage of Quasi-Saint before, there would be absolutely no possibility for him to take on this move. But now it is different. Yinglong has reached the middle stage of Quasi-Saint. Although it is a little difficult for him to take on this move, it is not that difficult.

Yinglong threw the sword directly out. At the moment the sword left his hand, Yinglong slowly raised his hands and used his spiritual energy to condense a sword in the air.

This spiritual sword is based on Yinglong's previous sword, and is surrounded by a huge amount of spiritual energy. This move is one of Yinglong's few powerful moves.

The swords and knives kept colliding in the air, and bursts of roars continued to sound.

Every collision produced a wave of spiritual energy. Yinglong stood on the ground, looking up at the swords colliding in the air.

After each collision, the spiritual energy on the blade and the sword body will become a little thinner, but because Yinglong's spiritual energy is more abundant, the spiritual energy outside the sword body is obviously more than the spiritual energy outside the steel knife.

After a few breaths, the spiritual energy on the steel knife had become so thin that it was almost invisible, but the spiritual energy that Yinglong had shot out also carried a lot of spiritual energy.

After the last collision, the steel knife was actually smashed into pieces by the long sword. Although the spiritual energy outside the sword body had completely disappeared, the steel knife that was the incarnation of the Lion Ben had also turned into spiritual energy all over the sky and completely dissipated in front of Yinglong.

After defeating the Lion Guards, Yinglong slowly walked to the small tree, took out a bronze box from under the tree, and then slowly opened it.

The treasure in the box turned out to be another pill.

Moreover, this pill also emits a milky white light, and bursts of medicinal fragrance emanate from the pill. Not only that, the pill also emanates bursts of spiritual energy.

Yinglong could see that this pill was definitely a treasure. Although he didn't know the name and efficacy of the pill, Yinglong only knew one thing, that is, this pill was absolutely extremely valuable.

The moment he saw the elixir, Yinglong knew that this was definitely not the treasure that Ying Zheng was looking for, so he turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

When he returned to the three intersections again, Yinglong was shocked to find that the fork on the far right that he had just passed had completely disappeared. Not only that, the fork on the far left had also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yinglong immediately understood two things. First, as long as you enter this fork in the road and kill the guardian beast inside, the fork in the road will disappear. The second thing is that Ying Zheng has already solved the guardian beast in one of the forks in the road, but he did not get the magical treasure he wanted.

In other words, the treasure that Ying Zheng wanted was at this fork in the road.

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When Ying Zheng entered the leftmost fork in the road, the scene in front of him changed instantly. He actually came to the Heavenly Palace, with white clouds under his feet.

"Why am I here?"

Logically speaking, Ying Zheng is the pinnacle of the human race, and the fairy world would not allow such a dangerous person to come to the heavenly palace. If Ying Zheng wants to come to the sky, it will take a lot of effort.

But unexpectedly, he suddenly came to the Heavenly Palace this time.

"Could it be that the gods in heaven are trying to win me over and make me give up the human race?"

Just as Ying Zheng was talking to himself, suddenly a huge cloud floated over from afar. Above the cloud were one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as the twenty-eight constellations sent by the Jade Emperor.

Although the individual combat capabilities of these twenty-eight constellations are not as good as those of the four heavenly masters, if they join forces, no one below the quasi-saint realm can be their match.

The Jade Emperor sent them here this time to settle things with Ying Zheng. If Ying Zheng agrees to abandon the human race and submit to their fairyland, then everything will be easy. If Ying Zheng disagrees, then these twenty-eight constellations will take action to get rid of Ying Zheng directly.

"Human Emperor Ying Zheng, we are here to recruit you on the orders of the Jade Emperor. If you agree to join our fairyland, the Jade Emperor will not only provide you with a vast amount of cultivation resources that the human world does not have, but also allow you to be ranked among the fairy classes. How do you think?"

Sure enough, just as Ying Zheng thought, these people came to persuade him to join the fairy world.

But will Ying Zheng agree? Of course not!

He is now the Human Emperor, the undisputed number one among the human race, a man blessed with good fortune for the human race. How could he join the fairy world just for such a small profit?

Not to mention whether the Jade Emperor can do what he said, even if the Jade Emperor really did everything he promised Ying Zheng, for Ying Zheng, this speed of cultivation is still not as fast as when he was the Emperor of Man.

You know, the luck of the human race is much more powerful than ordinary spiritual energy. Although it is difficult to accumulate and the speed is not fast, once it accumulates to a certain level, it is incomparable to spiritual energy. "Let the Jade Emperor come and talk to me personally about this. As for you, you are not qualified."

Jiao Mujiao became furious when he heard what Ying Zheng said. He raised the weapon in his hand, pointed it at Ying Zheng, and said:
"How dare you, a mere human, say such outrageous things? Do you really think we dare not kill you?!"

Hearing Jiao Mujiao's words, Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh.
"Stop talking nonsense, we are going to take action now, hurry up and don't interfere with me destroying the spiritual treasure."

Hearing this, Jiaomu Jiao turned around and glanced at the other stars following behind him, and shouted loudly:
"Brothers, let's get started! Let this Human Emperor see the combined strength of our twenty-eight constellations."

After Jiaomu Jiao finished saying this, the other stars instantly entered combat status, and various spiritual energies burst out instantly.

Auras of various colors gathered together to form a huge colorful aura ring.

This ring condenses all the spiritual energy of the twenty-eight constellations. Both its power and momentum are extremely terrifying. Even Ying Zheng couldn't help but frown when he saw this move.

Ying Zheng's current cultivation level is the great perfection of the middle stage of quasi-saint, and he is only one step away from entering the late stage of quasi-saint. Facing these twenty-eight constellations, if he uses his normal strength, he may not be their opponent.

Even with the Ding Qin Sword in his hand, Ying Zheng did not have full confidence that he could defeat them.

Therefore, at the very beginning of the battle, Ying Zheng had already begun to mobilize the luck of the human race. It must be said that on the way to destroy these three spiritual treasures, Ying Zheng used the luck of the human race more and more frequently. This could not be blamed on him. The guardian beasts of these spiritual treasures were becoming stronger and stronger, and some were even a little higher than Ying Zheng in cultivation realm.

Faced with an enemy of this level of cultivation, even Ying Zheng had to use the luck of the human race to deal with him.

Just like this time, if Ying Zheng only relied on the spiritual energy in his body and the Ding Qin Sword in his hand to deal with the joint attack of the twenty-eight constellations, he would most likely be defeated. However, with the blessing of the human race's luck, Ying Zheng's possibility of winning would greatly increase.

Just as Ying Zheng was gathering the luck of the human race, the joint attack of the twenty-eight constellations was also successfully condensed, and the circle of spiritual energy was slowly flying towards Ying Zheng.

Wherever this circle passed, the space was shattered, countless pitch-black space cracks appeared, and the surrounding clouds were all sucked into the space cracks.

Seeing the ring getting closer and closer to him, Ying Zheng was not panicked at all. After the luck of the human race was condensed, Ying Zheng pointed forward with one hand, and the luck of the human race wrapped around the Ding Qin Sword and flew towards the spiritual ring.

Ding Qinjian's speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already hit the ring.

boom!
With a loud bang, Ding Qinjian collided head-on with the spiritual energy ring.

As soon as the collision happened, some of the Twenty-Eight Constellations who had insufficient cultivation levels began to vomit blood, and even Jiaomu Jiao, who had a high level of cultivation, had a look of pain on his face.

It can be seen that this collision caused them great pain.

Ying Zheng was not feeling well either. The impact of the collision had brought him quite a shock. Ying Zheng couldn't help but reveal a look of pain on his face.

Although the luck of the human race brought great convenience to Ying Zheng, the backlash of the luck of the human race was also very terrifying. If it was a collision of spiritual energy now, Ying Zheng might not feel any pain, but he was using the luck of the human race now, so even he couldn't control it.

It seems that I have underestimated these twenty-eight constellations. Their combined attack is still quite powerful.

Although he thought so in his mind, Ying Zheng did not say it out loud. He just continued to control the collision between the Ding Qin Sword and the ring.

After the collision just now, the light on the ring has dimmed a lot. Although the luck of the human race has been consumed a lot, it is nothing compared to the spiritual energy consumption of the twenty-eight constellations.

The moment the second impact occurred, someone from the Twenty-Eight Constellations fell to the ground uncontrollably, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

This time, even a star with a high level of cultivation like Jiaomujiao showed pain on his face and vomited blood.

As for Ying Zheng, his condition was also a little worse, and he couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, after this collision, the joint attack of the twenty-eight constellations had been broken up by Ying Zheng, turning into countless spiritual energy floating in the air.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng directly controlled the Ding Qin Sword and quickly charged into the crowd of Twenty-Eight Constellations, taking advantage of their illness to kill them!
Moreover, the first people that Ying Zheng picked out were those stars that had no fighting power left. In their current state, facing the galloping Ding Qin Sword, they were no different from fish on the chopping board.

Those stars who still had the ability to fight became very anxious upon seeing this. They endured the discomfort in their bodies and mobilized their spiritual energy in an attempt to protect their companions.

However, haste leads to confusion. When they used their spiritual energy to protect their companions, Ding Qinjian had already targeted them.

In just a few breaths, most of the twenty-eight constellations had been killed by Ying Zheng, leaving only Jiaomujiao, Kuimulang, Fangritu and Xurishu.

These four are the strongest among the twenty-eight constellations, so they were able to survive the killing by Ding Qin Sword.

Seeing all their companions die at the hands of Ying Zheng, the four men became even more furious. They knew that it was impossible to leave at this time!
There must be a winner. Either they die or Ying Zheng dies!

So, the four of them looked at each other, took out their weapons, and rushed towards Ying Zheng.

Facing the four people rushing towards him, Ying Zheng smiled faintly. When they joined forces before, Ying Zheng might have been a little afraid of them, but now there are only four people left. In Ying Zheng's eyes, it is not a big deal at all.

The Dingqin Sword returned to Ying Zheng's hands again, and this time, Ying Zheng did not need to rely on the luck of the human race. He just mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and fought with the four people.

Although Ying Zheng was also slightly injured at this time, he was much stronger than the four men. After several fights, Jiao Mujiao was the first to be hit by Ying Zheng's Dingqin sword, leaving a deep wound on his right arm, and blood kept flowing out of the wound.

Seeing this, Kuimulang swung the stick in his hand even harder, trying to give Jiaomujiao a chance to recover from his injuries.

Jiaomu Jiao no longer wanted to fight and quickly left the battle group, wanting to rely on his own abilities to heal his wounds. But at this moment, Ying Zheng came to him like a ghost, carrying the Ding Qin Sword.

The Ding Qin Sword carried a terrifying spiritual energy and chopped down towards Jiao Mu Jiao's head! (End of this chapter)