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Chapter 392 The Great Wizard Goes to Beijing! Xu Pingfeng Kills Yuan Jing!

At the same time Li Changan sealed the witch god.

Beijing.

Above the Sitianjian.

There was a wave in the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard's robe stepped out of the void.

His hair and beard are all white, and his eyes are calm and gentle.

But it was this old man who looked no different from an ordinary old man, but his appearance caused dark clouds to gather over the sky above the Observatory.

The dark clouds were rolling, very close to the observatory, so close that it seemed as if they were right above our heads, and bright flashes of lightning were streaking through the clouds.

The moment the old man appeared, the Bagua platform lit up with array patterns, trying to strangle him.

But the old man seemed not to be in this world, and any attack on him was ineffective.

"Disciple, if you have Wei Yuan's power to break the formation, I will leave now." Saren Agu said with a smile.

The supervisor picked up the wine glass and took a sip leisurely.

"The power of Dafeng has been weakened until now. How much strength do you still have?" Saren Agu sat down at the table.

The Supervisor sneered and said, "The Wushen Cult's headquarters has been destroyed, and the Wushen will soon be sealed.

Your spirit and body have been shattered twice, and now you have regained some of your strength."

Saren Agu's face was pale. After being killed twice and reunited twice in a short period of time, he was indeed much weaker.

If the Wushen Cult's headquarters was still there, he might still have a chance of recovery.

But now, that possibility is gone.

"I can't figure out the origins of Heavenly King Li Changan." Saren Agu lost, but was unwilling to accept it.

The supervisor raised an eyebrow, "Damn it, don't ask me, I don't know either."

"Why don't you flee to the Western Buddhist Kingdom or overseas and come here to die?"

Saren Agu chuckled, "Disciple, I'm afraid it won't be too fast for you to refine the old land of the Wushen Sect."

"Yuan Jing lost power not long ago, and Dafeng's national fortune has just returned. The national strength has not recovered yet, so I can still hold you back."

The warden glanced at Saren Agu and said, "Warlocks use their brains, while warriors only use brute force."

"Besides... the Wushen Cult's headquarters is being destroyed, and the old lands of the three northeastern kingdoms will sooner or later be incorporated into Dafeng's territory."

"When the time comes, I will ask you a question. Dafeng is now at its peak. Guess how much my strength has increased."

As he spoke, a chessboard appeared on the table.

"Next round."

"Determine the outcome by playing chess?"

Saren Agu was a little tired: "No, this round is over, and the matter is over."

"Before your master left with Emperor Gaozu of Dafeng, he often played chess with me.

We use the universe as chess pieces and all living things as pieces. Sometimes, a game of chess may take more than ten years to be played. "

"Then we have to play this game of chess carefully."

The supervisor took a sip of wine and made a move.

Saren Agu's body twisted like brain waves, and it took a long time to return to normal.

The distant capital of Kangguo suddenly shook, as if there was an earthquake. The main hall collapsed and the ground cracked into huge cracks dozens of feet deep.

Saren Agu raised one hand, and the power of heaven and earth rolled up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

Above the Observatory, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly struck from the dense clouds, but it did not hit the supervisor.

It disappeared halfway, as if it had split into another spatial dimension.

"It's rash to trouble me in Dafeng's territory."

The supervisor nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and was in no hurry to make another move.

“But his steady and cautious style of playing chess is very similar to that of the teacher. It turns out that he learned it from you.

I just wonder if that kind of impulsive pedantry is also inherited from you, the Confucian saint!"

As the seed called "Confucian Saint" fell, streams of bright red blood oozed out of Saren Agu's wizard robe and disappeared in an instant.

In the distant Yasukuni, a huge tsunami was set off, and the hundreds-foot-high tide swept across the coast, causing countless deaths and injuries.

Saren Agu's face seemed to be a little pale, and he said lightly:
“In my opinion, even if he acted on impulse and betrayed the Wushen Cult, it is better than you, the evildoer who killed my master.

During his time as the head of Dafeng, he never fought with the Wushen Cult! "

The power of heaven and earth rolled up a chess piece and dropped it onto the chessboard with a clatter.

The supervisor's expression did not change. Instead, he poured out the wine in his glass, dispersing the dark clouds above his head.

In the territory of Dafeng, as long as Dafeng survives, he will be invincible under the super level.

The Supervisor narrowed his eyes and said, "When Emperor Wuzong started the rebellion, it was the general trend. Five hundred years ago, that lineage favored treacherous ministers and indulged in pleasure, which led to corrupt officials running rampant and the people living in misery.

The teacher believes that if Dafeng is given time, it will be able to cure its chronic illnesses and restore clean government.

"But I felt that without destruction there is no construction, Dafeng needed to go through a period of rebirth, and in the end I won.

These five hundred years of peace and prosperity are my best reward for his teachings."

Saren Agu walked slowly to the Bagua Terrace and looked down at the capital. "Dafeng not long ago was very similar to that of five hundred years ago."

Jian Zhengdao: "It's different now, I've been reborn."

Saren Agu did not turn around, but looked towards the direction of the palace, "I still have one piece left to play."

"I know, my disciple." The supervisor knew the great wizard's plan without even raising his head.

"It's not hard to guess at all. You're almost out of chess pieces."

"What's wrong with you making a move? You'll just survive for a while."

Saren Agu's eyes became deeper and deeper, with deep sadness in them. At his age, if he really lost, his emotions would calm down quickly.

Since we have already lost, what's the point of getting angry?

"Despising your teacher and ancestors is a traditional skill of your lineage."

"If we delay a little, we may be able to break the deadlock."

"Dream on." The supervisor sneered.

The emperor's palace.

Yuan Jing's clone was meditating when he suddenly felt a shock in his heart. He knew that his original body was going to Jingshan City to ambush Wei Yuan and Li Changan.

All the high-level wizards in the headquarters of the Witch God Cult, plus Joan of Arc's original Yang God of Tribulation, and the original works of the Western Region Buddhism.

The Witch God is about to wake up. With such strength, how could he lose to Li Changan?

Emperor Zhen Arc used the method of transforming into the Three Pure Ones together, and her clones acted separately, with almost no sense of each other.

"It should be no problem... As long as these two are dead, Huaiqing's foundation is shallow after all, and the Supervisor cannot kill the king. The imperial power of Dafeng still belongs to me."

He slowly opened his eyes and stood up, wanting to go out for some fresh air.

Squeak... As soon as I opened the door, I saw a dozen night watchmen standing at the door.

"Who are you to stop me?"

A night watchman with a high ponytail and a rebellious look on his face turned around and chuckled.

"I am Xu Qi'an, the night watchman of the silver gong. I am here to protect your majesty by the order of the Heavenly King."

"It's windy outside, you can rest inside."

Emperor Yuan Jing, who had been in power for nearly forty years, was instantly furious. The night watchman was his right-hand man, but now he was under house arrest!

"presumptuous!"

Clang! Clang! Clang...

After hearing the shouting and scolding, more than a dozen swords were drawn by the night watchmen without any hesitation.

Xu Qian'an glared at Emperor Yuan Jing fiercely, "You dog emperor, get out of here!"

Then he kicked Emperor Yuan Jing on the butt and kicked him back to the bedroom.

"Fuck... That's awesome!" Xu Qian'an praised. "Next time I'll kick the dog emperor..." Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes and looked envious.

After returning to his bedroom, Emperor Yuan Jing always felt uneasy. After thinking it over again and again, he felt that he should let his spirit leave his body and go to Nanyuan to take a look at his real body, so that he would feel at ease.

Zhende's soul left her body, and her main body was protected by the second-grade magic power for surviving tribulations. If the protective magic power was still there, then naturally everything would be fine.

He sat cross-legged and activated the weak Yin Spirit that had just formed in his body. After trying several times, he successfully left his body.

After the Yin spirit left the body, it saw a ferocious night watchman at the door.

The Taoist Yin Spirit is invisible and intangible, so it cannot do anything to these warriors now. If the opponent's blood and energy are too strong, it will hurt him.

Emperor Yuan Jing cursed these night watchmen viciously, and then immediately flew towards the south of Zhongjing City.

He soon arrived below the Nanyuan Hunting Ground, passed through many caves, and came to the underground dragon vein. That was where Emperor Jeanne d'Arc was hiding, and it was one of the few places in Dafeng that could block the view of the supervisor.

But when he got there, he was terrified.

A tall woman in Taoist robes, with a flying sword hanging from her waist, and an enchanting woman with a veil were sitting on a huge rock in the cave.

On the floor of the cave, several black hunting dogs were sharing a corpse whose face had long been unrecognizable.

The flesh of the corpse had been almost eaten away, and the hunting dogs were fighting over the few remaining bones.

Li Miaozhen looked at the scene and sighed, "Since I came down the mountain, I have been aiming to assassinate the dog emperor."

"Now, his two clones are dead, and the remaining one is just a walking corpse. It poses no threat anymore."

"Susu, I suddenly feel that my youth is gone forever."

Su Su fanned herself with a small fan and said softly, "When youth is gone, you are no longer a girl, you can be a young woman, isn't that good?"

"Besides, the Heavenly King is so powerful that he even killed a second-grade Yang God. I'm sure that first-grade great wizard couldn't do anything to him."

"Just get married peacefully. No one like Bingyi Yuanjun or Taoist Xuancheng can defeat the Heavenly King. Even if the Heavenly Lord himself comes, it will be difficult for him."

Listening to the conversation between the two women, Yuan Jing's incarnation's soul felt as if it had fallen into an icy cave, and he almost suspected that he was hallucinating!

Isn't Joan of Arc's conspiracy with Saren Agu intended to get rid of Li Changan and Wei Yuan?
How, how come it's the other way around?!
How could two second-grade wizards kill a first-grade wizard? What on earth is a super-grade wizard doing?
Without the Wushen Cult, how can I be the Immortal Emperor?

The most important point is that Zhend's Yangshen was beheaded! He was killed!
"No, no, no!"

Emperor Yuan Jing's Yin Spirit let out a shrill scream, and the Yin Spirit that had just been cultivated instantly shrank back into its body.

Li Miaozhen's soul suddenly fluctuated, and the flying sword immediately flew up to protect her body, but the fluctuation in the direction of the cave entrance disappeared instantly.

"Something just came by, it seems to be a Yin spirit."

Su Su's cultivation was weaker, so she didn't feel anything. "Maybe it was a random cultivator who strayed in and was frightened by the scene."

Yuan Jing's clone in the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes and began to digest this horrible fact.

Joan of Arc's real body died, her flesh and soul all perished, her soul disappeared!
"What exactly is going on!"

"why why!"

Emperor Yuan Jing's face was completely bloodless, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was distorted.

"It must be Saren Agu who betrayed me!"

"Li Changan and Wei Yuan must have used their life-saving trump cards. In order to protect the headquarters of the Wushen Cult, Saren Agu sacrificed my second-grade Yangshen!"

"A Yang God in the Tribulation Realm, forty years of hard work, forty years of planning, all lost in one day!"

At this moment, Yuan Jing's clone almost collapsed. All the blood and essence of the people that he had devoured over the years, and the elixirs that he had spent a lot of money and effort to refine, were all wasted.

Emperor Yuan Jing smashed everything he saw in agony. The bedroom was in a mess and full of ruins.

The strongest original body died, the second strongest Huai Wang clone was gone, and only the most useless Yuan Jing clone was left.

This clone was created in order to occupy the throne and use the national destiny of Dafeng to suppress the calamity fire. In order to conceal his tracks, Yuan Jing's clone was only at the sixth level of Yin Shen realm.

With such weak strength, he has completely lost the ability to fight against Li Changan and Wei Yuan.

"I still have a backup plan..."

"The energy of the Great Feng Dragon Vein is in my hands, and Jeanne's body has already condensed it."

"I just need to merge with the spirit of the dragon vein, and Li Changan and the others will have to be cautious. They can't kill me, because killing me will disperse the dragon energy of Dafeng."

"Half of the country's fortune has been lost. They can see clearly what Dafeng has become. If the dragon energy dissipates again, Dafeng will be destroyed. It will be destroyed..."

"If the dragon energy dissipates, the people who capture the dragon energy will gradually use it to rise up, and will take away the national destiny of Dafeng. The dragon energy is my life-saving talisman."

Thinking of this, the terrified Yuan Jing clone seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and saw a chance to survive.

When he was forced to abdicate by Li Changan and other extraordinary people, Emperor Zhen Arc kept this backup plan. In order to seek immortality, he has done so much and must consider the worst outcome in everything.

"I can abdicate... With the training experience of Jeanne d'Arc's original body... I may be able to enter the transcendent realm again before my life ends."

"As long as you step into the realm of transcendence, you can live for hundreds of years..."

"There is still hope... there is hope..."

Thinking of this, Yuan Jing's clone suddenly trembled with excitement, and hurriedly set up a formation in the bedroom.

A bead was suspended in the sky above the complicated formation. The bead slowly began to rotate, pulling out a golden illusory dragon from the ground.

"The spirit of the great dragon vein!"

The incarnation of Emperor Yuan Jing stared at the dragon spirit with burning eyes, then sat cross-legged in the middle of it and began to absorb the dragon spirit into his body bit by bit according to the secret method left by the original body.

The golden dragon seemed to be struggling, but he had already been tamed by Joan of Arc, and the core of his taming was the bead.

The spirit of the dragon vein was injected into the body of Yuan Jing's clone bit by bit, and a look of joy gradually appeared on Yuan Jing's clone's face, as if life had regained its goal and meaning.

Dragon veins are a kind of luck, and even the top magic weapons, the carving knives and the national sword, cannot cut them. Although the spirit dragon can swallow the luck, the spirit of the dragon veins is not pure purple energy, so the spirit dragon cannot swallow it.

The spirit of the dragon vein, like the Human Emperor Pen that Li Changan exchanged for, is one level higher than ordinary magic weapons.

Because of the special nature of the dragon vein, it eventually became the protective umbrella for Emperor Yuan Jing's clone.

"Who told me about the dragon vein?"

“The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, and what they ruled was not only the people, but also the territory. People’s hearts condense destiny, and the dragon veins are the essence of destiny and territory.

As long as the spirit of the dragon vein is drawn out and offered to the witch god, the Central Plains will be plagued by natural disasters and man-made disasters. However, because the dragon vein is not dead, uprisings often cannot succeed.

The Wushen Cult controls the dragon veins of the Central Plains, and it is easy for them to rule the Central Plains. I have thus become the second Saren Agu, actually controlling the Thirteen Continents of Dafeng, but I will not be burdened by luck. "

"How did I know this brilliant idea?"

"It was Xu Pingfeng, Xu Tanhua! That traitor, I wonder what he was planning later..."

Xu Pingfeng appeared in Jianzhou not long ago, and people related to him have begun to recall his affairs, including Emperor Yuan Jing.

At this moment, the space suddenly lost its color, and all the colorful things turned gray.

Only the figure of a sorcerer in white appeared in front of Yuan Jing's clone and slowly walked towards him.

"My Lord, have you forgotten that it was I who told you about the Dragon Vein Spirit..."

"Xu Tanhua, what are you doing here! Xu Pingfeng, what do you want to do!" Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly panicked.

The white figure seemed to have no obstructions in the space and in an instant it appeared in front of Emperor Yuan Jing, the two of them almost face to face.

A golden magic weapon suddenly stretched out from Xu Pingfeng's hand and unexpectedly pierced into Emperor Yuan Jing's Dantian.

The powerful destructive force of the magic weapon instantly dispersed the Dantian Qi Sea of ​​Yuan Jing's clone, and even the powerful dragon vein spirit was shattered!

The golden dragon collapsed instantly, and then turned into stars all over the sky, floating towards the Thirteen Continents of Dafeng!

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Xu Pingfeng in shock, "You, you can actually shatter the dragon energy!"

"If I can't destroy it, why should I reveal this matter?" Xu Pingfeng's voice was cold and ethereal.

"I originally planned to let Li Changan kill the king and shatter the dragon energy, but now I am afraid that he is not decisive enough. What should I do if I want to save your life?"

"The dragon spirit of Dafeng has not dissipated. How can a humble minister accomplish anything? How can I emulate my teacher and enter the destiny in one step?"

"Why, why..." The life breath of Yuan Jing's clone was fading, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Because, Your Majesty wants to be a land immortal, and I, the humble minister, also want to be a divine master."

"Your Majesty has failed, but I still have a chance."

Xu Pingfeng's voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away. Before Emperor Yuan Jing lost consciousness, he saw this traitor and kindly closed his eyes.

"Rest in peace, my Lord."

(End of this chapter)