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Picked out a body.

The body was torn apart by the knife's intention.

The body of Emperor Jeanne.

Surrounded by golden light and black light, the Yang God left his body, and a clear light on his chest was like a gangrene, which was hard to get rid of.

Joan screamed in pain.

Xu Qi'an was about to take the opportunity to kill the Yang God, when a dangerous picture suddenly appeared in his mind, he turned around and cut out the peace knife, bang bang... Amidst the sound of collision, the two figures separated at the touch of a finger.

Duke Huai slid back, and during the process, Joan of Arc's Yang God plunged into it and merged with the last body.

Xu Qi'an calmly waved the Taiping knife, chopping Joan's body into fine pieces, causing him to completely lose the original owner's body and cut off the possibility of resurrection.

"Luo Yuheng told me that Taoist strongmen in the tribulation period are most taboo against losing their bodies, because the profound meaning of the first-rank land gods is actually the fusion of the Yang God and the body.

"Jeanne, without this innate body, you will cut off the chance to be promoted to the first rank. Even if you seize the body, you will not be compatible with Yangshen. Unless you are willing to spend hundreds of years to slowly get used to it."

Xu Qi'an held the carving knife in his left hand and Taiping in his right, with a calm expression.

Zhao Shou told him that the Confucian Sage Carving Knife was more lethal to the Yang God than against a third-rank martial artist.

The carving knife is one of Xu Qi'an's hole cards, and it is part of his king-killing plan.

This knife not only cut off Joan's "future", but also severely damaged his Yang God.

"Damn damn damn..."

Emperor Jeanne gritted her teeth and cursed, the malice in her eyes seemed to be real.

"Xu Qi'an, what I regret the most is letting you live until today. I should have killed you at all costs when you killed Cao Guogong and Hu Guogong!"

The emperor, who was polluted by the head of the emperor, lost his ability to manage his emotions and became distraught.

Xu Qi'an watched his gaffe with cold eyes, his chest rose and fell violently, he breathed out and practiced Qi, and regained his strength.

Duke Huai's aura was no longer at its peak, and Joan of Arc was also severely injured by the carving knife. Although his physical strength was exhausted and his aura declined slightly, the balance of victory had already begun to tilt towards him.

Emperor Jeanne roared for a moment, regained some calmness, and stared at Xu Qi'an maliciously:

"After stepping into the second rank, I, like Luo Yuheng, sought a way to quell the karmic fire. Her idea was to double cultivate with the king, and take a deeper step to quell the karmic fire through luck and pass the catastrophe smoothly.

"In the first ten years, I thought the same as her. But the ensuing Battle of Shanhaiguan caused Dafeng to lose nearly half of his luck. This made me both pleasantly surprised and regretful. To my surprise, I saw the longing for longevity, Whether it is martial arts or Daoism, neither can control luck.

"Even if I become a first-rank land immortal, I will die after all. It is God's help. Unfortunately, Luo Yuheng gave up the idea of ​​dual cultivation with me. This made me lose the opportunity to grab her spirit. In the past 21 years, no matter what No matter how I ask, she will never let go.

"So, I changed my mind. Since Renzong's path is not going to work, why not find another way? I can follow the path of a martial artist, take the avatar of King Huai as the leader, practice blood pills, reincarnate the Flower God, and be promoted to the second rank. Then accommodate the Yang God and become a unique first-rank martial artist in the world.

"Warrior has almost no shortcomings, so naturally he is not afraid of being burned by karma. But the price is to cut off the Taoist system and become a land god. Because I transformed the Sanqing with one breath, and what I transformed was Yuanshen. King Huai and Yuanjing are my sons, but after all Not me.

"The physical body cannot be completely fused, so I have to abandon the original body. Today, you helped me make up my mind."

He squinted his eyes, looked in the direction of the palace, and said slowly:

"Calculating the time, it's almost time! The people in the capital regard you as a hero, and I will kill you, a great hero, today."

He stopped talking and began to fuse the two primordial spirits in his body.

The fusion of earth, wind, water and fire elements turned into streaks of "turbid" energy, lingering around his body.

His qi and blood didn't change, but his breath began to skyrocket.

But Xu Qi'an still didn't pay attention to this instantly powerful enemy, but turned his head to look at the palace.

..........

In the imperial palace, all the military officials, noble clansmen, guards of the Imperial Army...all of them heard the mournful dragon chant coming from the palace of Emperor Yuan Jing at the same time.

Countless people followed the sound and looked sideways.

At this moment, the royal family and clan members felt a sudden throbbing pain in their hearts, and inexplicable panic surged up.

It's like the end of the world, like a catastrophe is imminent.

In Shaoyin Palace, Zhan Zhan was lying on the table, frowning, covering his heart, crying:

"It hurts so much, it hurts me to death......"

In the square behind the Meridian Gate, the prince was covering his chest, bent over, his face was pale, and the blood had faded from his lips.

"Your Highness, what's wrong, Your Highness?"

The guards behind him were shocked, and the officials looked away again, paying attention to the prince's situation.

Outside the Jingyang Hall, Huaiqing supported Bai Yulan, the real pain shone in the autumn waves, but she did not cover her chest, but clenched her fists tightly, staring at the Jingyang Hall.

"hold head high........"

Amidst the deafening dragon chant, a golden dragon broke through the roof of Jingyang Hall, and the people in the palace were clearly visible.

"Dragon, dragon?!"

Exclamations rang out.

The spirit of the dragon vein left the ground and left Dafeng.

This golden dragon held a bead in its mouth, and an eyeball was hidden in the bead, which was as deep as a whirlpool.

In a lake somewhere in the imperial city, the spirit dragon's black button-like eyes were staring at the golden dragon swimming in the sky, and it grinned extremely angrily.

Sang Bo, the sculpture of the Founding Emperor, held a brass sword in his hand, which made an ear-piercing sound.

...........

"Look, there is a dragon?"

"Look, everyone, there are dragons in the sky."

Street by street, every pedestrian, at this moment, looked up one after another, looking at the golden dragon that was constantly swimming above the capital city, making dragon roars.

Ordinary people only know Jiaolong, the Jiaolong in the northern monster clan, who often acts as an evil villain in picture books and story books, and has a very vivid image.

"What the hell happened?"

"What happened to those swords just now?"

"I don't know, let's see what the court says. Everyone, go to the bulletin board and wait."