Human In The Womb: The Empress Don't Come To Pick Me Up

The Twelfth Patriarch smiled. He looked at the ancestor of the Yan Kingdom who was a dead king, and felt that this old monster who was begging for mercy from the upper realm was a bit pitiful.

"In the final analysis, don't you just want the emperor's weapon in my hand? You still find so many high-sounding excuses!" The Twelfth Patriarch sneered, not putting Hunqi in one's eyes at all.

As the son of the demon ancestor, Hun Qi himself is a great demon who has fought in the battlefield for many years. In the upper realm, he is an existence with one person under one person and above ten thousand people. When will anyone dare to contradict him. What's more, the person who spoke was just a quasi-sage who had just broken through from the lower realms. Hun Qi's eyes were no longer indifferent, and he clapped his palms at the Twelfth Patriarch angrily, and said, "Since you are obsessed with your obsession, I will personally come and take this thing that does not belong to you!"

The palm that Hun Qi slapped across the boundary wall has the ability to destroy the world.

The blood-red palm slapped downwards, as if the sky had collapsed for a while.

This palm enveloped the entire barren land continent.

Let all the creatures in the endless wasteland be buried under this palm.

"Ridiculous!" The twelfth patriarch signaled to the third patriarch that there was no need to act.

He used the Cultivation Base of the Quasi-Holy Realm to drive the mountains and rivers alone, urging the landscape of mountains and rivers in the mountains and rivers to welcome the big hand that came across the boundary wall.

The landscape of mountains and rivers stretching for tens of thousands of miles in Qin State is like a giant palm like Wuzhi Mountain.

In the picture evolved from Shanheyin, Qin State is united as one.

Whether it is the people of Liming or the soldiers on the border, they are all working together to resist this blood-red giant palm that wants to destroy the wasteland.

boom!

The myriad phenomena of heaven and earth reflected by the mountain and river prints collided with the blood-red giant palm.

At the same time, it turned into countless dust of light and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

The twelfth patriarch, who has just entered the quasi-sacred realm, is even less powerful than Hun Qi, the son of the demon ancestor.

Fortunately, because of the barrier of the boundary wall, after Hun Qi's blood-red palm really penetrated the boundary wall and came to the wasteland, after the power of many laws was worn away, there was no strength left.

This scene.

The demon king Hunqi couldn't help being silent.

He coldly looked down at the twelfth patriarch and the mountain and river seal in his palm, unwilling to speak out: "Aren't you afraid that you will be hindered when you ascend?"

The power of heaven and earth in the lower realm cannot support the cultivation of the strong in the Saint realm.

The twelfth patriarch of the state of Qin, who has the power of quasi-sage, must ascend to the upper realm if he wants to continue to be promoted.

Hun Qi is now blatantly threatening.

At this moment, someone seemed to be coming from the opposite side of the boundary wall.

He appeared near the big hole in the sky, so the creatures in the wasteland didn't know what he looked like.

Only an old voice sounded in the sky of the wasteland.

The owner of the voice said to Hun Qi: "Hun Qi, you have crossed the line by doing this."

"Interfering with the ascension of a fellow daoist in the lower realm is a felony in the Immortal World. The vast Immortal World is not up to you, the Huayao Sect."

The owner of the old voice spoke calmly, but at this moment, everyone was curious about the identity of the old man.

Especially when it was discovered that the blood-red phantom in the big hole in the sky actually took two steps back slowly after the old man appeared, as if intending to end today's affairs, the powerful Powers from all sides in the wasteland were about to explode.

"Who is this? He can talk to the son of the demon ancestor on an equal footing!" The mountain lord of Immortal Mountain looked at the upper realm opposite the big hole in horror, wanting to see clearly what happened.

"There are three small Realms in the big Realm of Saint Realm, Quasi-Saint, Saint, and Saint of Merit. Although Quasi-Saint Realm is only the threshold of Saint Realm, it is still a Saint! Anyone who can talk to Saint Realm on an equal footing must also be Saint Realm That's right." The Lord of Sacred Land of Sacred Land at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty said in astonishment.

"It's really out of line! Could it be that the Qin Kingdom also has a backer in the upper realm?" Donghai, the old Dragon King of the Azure Dragon lineage who had completely taken over the East China Sea Dragon Clan, looked up at the sky and was greatly shocked.

Only Lu Changqing, the dean of Misty Academy, knew what happened.

This is the old friend from the Upper Realm that he had invited here to save Qin Feng's life.

Dean Lu Changqing greeted his old friend through the boundary wall, and whispered with a smile: "After so many years, Junior Brother Ji Shan's Cultivation Base seems to have improved again."

…

Immortal World.

Near the broken boundary wall.

Countless Spirit Power in the Immortal World is pouring back into the wasteland below.

The wind is howling and the environment is harsh here.

Now, a burly monster is confronting an old man riding a white crane.

Hun Qi said with an ugly expression: "Does the Qingyun Twelve Peaks also want to interfere with my matter of the Demon Transformation Sect?"

"I don't care if you search for treasures from the Demon Transformation Sect. But you can't touch the Qin family in the lower realm." The old man Baihe turned his eyes to the wasteland, looked at the Twelfth Patriarch of the Qin Kingdom, and said with a slight smile.

Hun Qi glanced at the old man Baihe, and then at the Twelfth Patriarch of the Qin Kingdom who was holding an imperial soldier in the lower realm.

To be honest, even if the old man Baihe doesn't come today, there is nothing he can do to take down the twelfth patriarch of Qin who is holding the emperor's soldiers.

Thinking of this, Hun Qi put away the bone stick in his hand, looked at the old man Baihe and said, "I'll sell you a face from Qingyun Twelve Peaks today, and don't hold the Qin family accountable for their mistakes. There will be another time, and I will never tolerate it." !"

 …

Endless wasteland.

The creatures in the wasteland watched helplessly as the great figures from the upper realm aggressively penetrated the boundary wall to ask for their crimes, and now they are leaving in despair.

The broken holes are being repaired quickly without the support of Chaos power.

Soon, the big hole in the sky disappeared completely.

The creatures in the wasteland can no longer see what happened in the upper world.

Only the twelfth patriarch of the state of Qin, who exudes the glory of the holy realm, and the third patriarch of the state of Qin, who has a semi-sacred state of cultivation base, stand calmly in front of the second patriarch of the state of Yan.

Emperor Bing Shanheyin was held in the palm of the twelfth patriarch, who could kill the second patriarch of the Yan Kingdom at any time.

boom!

The shocking battle ended.

After this battle, the semi-sacred patriarch of Yan State died.

Qin Zhengdao personally took action to kill Emperor Yan with the Immortal Saint Weapon Youlong Gun.

At the same time, with the help of the state of Qin, the Tianshen clan of the ancient Shenshan violently suppressed the other four of the five major clans of the Shenshan, and became the veritable leaders of the five major clans of the ancient Shenshan.

And Qin's 500,000 troops stationed in southern Xinjiang, after the gods suppressed the beasts in the south, suddenly went north and caught Yan's defenders by surprise.

Under Qin Zhengdao's careful planning, he took over the entire territory of Yan Kingdom in just half a day.

Within a few hours, all the royal family of Yan Kingdom were cut off.

Within a day, Yan Kingdom will be destroyed!

And the people of Yan State who witnessed the brutal side of the Yan royal family headed by the second ancestor of Yan State.

For the coming of the ruler of Qin, they greeted each other.

The subsequent handover work, including the collection of the old Ministry of Yan State, and the deployment of the new border line involved various issues.

But these are not the things that Qin Feng should care about.

At this time, Qin Feng was lying comfortably on his bed and fast asleep.

Qin Feng had experienced too many things that day, and he was already exhausted.

Qin Feng in his sleep didn't know that the Seven Kingdoms of Zhongzhou had become the Six Kingdoms of Zhongzhou.

At this moment, he just wants to take a good rest, recharge his energy and explore the unknown secret path!