In the future I will become a magic fairy, and the whole world will know it

Chapter 287: Divine Emperor: Sewer Rat, Come and See My Fist of the Future
Wanlianhou Court, inside the dark attic.

A meeting to ambush and kill Qingcang came to an end.

After all the strong men left, only Wan Lianhou and the head of Shangqing Sect were left in the attic.

Wan Lianhou stood up and bowed to the old Taoist holding the whisk. His lazy expression disappeared and became serious:

"Teacher, I'm sorry to bother you this time."

"For the sake of the people of the world, to save them from war, why should I care about my life?"

"Master Hou, by killing the great demon this time, we can take the opportunity to annex the billions of miles of mountains and rivers in the southeast, and even control the southern part of the world, and start a new era."

"You are the blood of Qianzu. If you sit on the earth, you will sit there. Even if Qianzu returns, he will only agree."

"Teacher, Hou Ting has tens of millions of soldiers and millions of cultivators, all of which are fully prepared, just waiting to drive out the demon and take advantage of the situation."

Wan Lianhou stood straight with his hands behind his back, looking forward with a blazing gaze as if he could burn up the mountains, rivers and earth.

Re-establishing the Great Qian Empire has been the ideal of every royal family member for the past four years, and they believe that it is something that can definitely be achieved.

After all, Daqian has existed since ancient times. Its disintegration in just four years is just a ripple in the long time, and it will eventually get back on track.

"My Lord, when you establish the imperial court again, you must not be like the previous Emperor Qian, who was so licentious that he treated the common people like pigs and dogs, and the clans and noble families like grass."

"Teacher, you know my character. In this world, I will live together with the sect and the common people." Wan Lianhou looked frank and laughed in a low voice.

"Shangqing Sect will never let you down."

The old Taoist nodded and stood up.

Turn around!

He walked out of the attic and paused slightly when he was about to cross the threshold.

"Something is wrong with the ghosts and gods, or rather, the ghosts and gods active in the human world during this period are not right."

"I'll pay attention, teacher."

Knowing that his disciple had taken his advice, the old Taoist no longer hesitated and walked out of the attic.

The only one left was the young man standing there with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

The young man's face regained its laziness and his eyes flickered.

the other side.

The black fog ghost that Taoist and Wan Lianhou were wary of.

After leaving Hou Ting, he crossed ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers in an instant and escaped into the underworld.

At this moment, in the Dragon Court of the Underworld, tall figures shrouded in ghostly aura, no matter how strong or weak, stood around like guards.

The black fog ghost took a glance and strode into the Dragon Court.

After crossing one gate after another, it arrived at the deepest part of the Dragon Palace in the underworld.

On the dragon throne belonging to Emperor Yama, sat a beautiful figure.

The figure was blurry and unreal, leaning against the dragon throne with one hand supporting his cheek.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of God is chasing us." The ghost in the black room immediately removed the surrounding ghost energy and revealed his true appearance.

He was an old man with a majestic body and wearing golden iron armor. The old man had cold eyes and a chilling murderous intent.

The entire underworld dragon court was filled with a touch of coldness at this moment.

"We will take action, surround and kill him, and avenge the destruction of the world."

"King Peng, you are upset." A calm voice came from the dragon throne.

"What's the point of using your strength to surround and kill a clone?"

"What we have to do now is to capture the entire underworld and help my sister cut off the Six Saints' retreat and weaken their strength."

"Finally take over the world."

The Sky Fox King spoke softly, his beautiful eyes calm, without any hatred or resentment.

It was as if it was not her who had died nine times in a row, suffered severe damage to her vitality, and fell from the realm of Demon King.

"The Heavenly Demon Realm has been destroyed, and the demon race needs a place to live."

"I understand, Your Majesty."

King Peng suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and nodded in response.

The Sky Fox King lowered his hand from his cheek and tapped the armrest lightly.

"But giving him more trouble is what our tribe should do."

"We are like this..."

…The next day, early morning.

The sun is rising.

The chariot crossed the sky and, pulled by a donkey and a golden bull, went straight into the territory of Wanlianhou.

Suddenly, the chariot stopped. Liang Hui's eyes narrowed slightly and he took back the jade slip in his hand.

The corners of the mouth are wide:

"interesting."

Four figures stood side by side, blocking the front of the chariot.

Each figure was like a god or a demon, with rolling aura that shook the mountains and rivers for tens of thousands of miles.

"Qingcang, your journey ends here. Disband the Divine Dynasty, kneel down and bow your head. I will let you live today."

The young man in black armor took a step forward.

boom!
With just one step, the prayers and kneeling of thousands of people filled the heaven and the earth.

Even the weeds on the ground and the rocks in the mountains seemed to be paying tribute.

Ah!
With a chuckle, a figure stood up and stepped out of the chariot.

Standing in mid-air, his seven-foot body gave the four people a feeling that he filled up the world.

The so-called prayers and kowtows of all spirits disappeared the moment Liang Hui stepped out of the chariot.

Ignoring the solemn expression of Wan Lianhou, he turned his gaze to the blue-armored Immortal General.

After a brief pause, he looked at the old Taoist priest.

"Shangqing Sect, the price you pay for this attack will be too much for you to bear."

A soft sigh, with mixed emotions.

The old Taoist stepped forward and looked at the donkey pulling the cart.

"Sir, how can I not take action when you humiliate the elders of the sect like this?"

With his skinny hands, he brushed away the dust with a serious expression.

"Fellow Daoist, let go of the sect elders and disperse the Divine Dynasty. I can make the decision to let you leave."

Liang Hui shook his head, his eyes becoming increasingly indifferent.

"Fellow Daoist Qingcang, we practice Taoism only to seek immortality. The people of this world are just passing clouds and dust. It is better to take a step back."

The old Taoist tried to persuade him again.

The first time I saw the person in front of me, my thoughts changed, because Qing Cang was more powerful than I had imagined.

"It's okay to take a step back, but you are not worthy!"

"Not worthy?"

The old Taoist laughed quietly, his wide Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

He suddenly stepped forward and swung the whisk in his hand down.

boom!
In an instant, thousands of divine lights in the mountains and rivers shot up into the sky with such ferocity that they could tear the sky and split the earth apart, or intertwined with each other, or flowed in groups of three or five, in an indescribable manner of horror.

Cut towards Liang Hui.

"Now let's see whether I am worthy or not."

Once he takes action, the leader of the Shangqing Sect is extremely decisive and does not hesitate at all.

The spiritual power accumulated over thousands of years shook the sky, attracted the vitality of heaven and earth that was ten or a hundred times greater than its own spiritual power, and stirred the void of heaven and earth.

The earth-shaking waves spread out at a speed that was unimaginable to ordinary people. This was not a leakage of power, but a great secret technique that connected the void and borrowed the power of millions of mountains and rivers to kill the enemy.

At this moment, not only was Wan Lianhou behind him horrified, but even the Blue-armored War Immortal had a solemn expression.

Only the unknown ghosts and gods remain consistent and dull.

In the trembling sky, Liang Hui looked at the sea of ​​whisk dust that connected the sky and the earth, extremely complicated and ferocious, and ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes.

This blow, even if he encountered various scenes in his 'dream', would still rank at the top.

Pity!
After five years of hard training and absorbing knowledge from three worlds, he can be considered the best in the world in terms of boxing.

This is also the confidence that enables him to conquer the world and establish the Divine Dynasty with his body of a divine vein.

The arm is stretched forward, a faint golden light flows through the fingertips, and the fingers and palms change once.

The golden light instantly transformed into five colors: yellow, red, blue, cyan, and gold. In a thousandth of a second, they had already entangled and collided with each other tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times.

(End of this chapter)