Ruins of the past

Apart from himself, Chu Qiguang could not trust anyone else to take care of something as important as Yuanshi Tianzun's magic weapon.

By the way, he also wanted to get information through the seeker's eyes and compare it with the information provided by Jiutian Laoxian.

In the underground sacrificial hall at this moment, Chu Qiguang slowly walked to the altar, and the seeker's eyes swept over Yuanshi Tianzun's magic weapon.

‘A tool to hide the Tao. ’

‘After many transformations, it is a man-made instrument that contains a vast amount of the secrets of heaven. ’

‘Ordinary materials contain the deepest secrets in the universe. ’

‘Knowledge is constantly trying to flow out of it. ’

'And spread madness and distortion. ’

‘Although it is not an absolutely impossible miracle. ’

‘But from ancient times to the present, there has been and only one god who has copied the way of heaven. ’

Looking at the silent 'Hidden Dao Weapon', Chu Qiguang thought to himself: 'Even if you don't directly use the power in it, maybe you can use this thing as a trump card. ’

Just when Chu Qiguang was thinking this, he saw a burst of light suddenly erupting from the 'Hidden Dao Weapon' in front of him.

Chu Qiguang's heart sank: 'What are you doing? This thing hasn't reacted to anyone for at least a thousand years? Why did it suddenly start now? ’

The dim light swept across Chu Qiguang's body at the speed of light, and then slowly unfolded in his shocked eyes.

This sudden change completely aborted Chu Qiguang's original plan.

He could only quickly arrange the rituals and try to appease the magic weapon in front of him again.

But soon the skyrocketing dim light covered the entire sacrificial site and completely engulfed Chu Qiguang in front of him.

After a long time, as the dim light dissipated, Chu Qiguang reappeared in the sacrificial site.

He seemed to come to his senses again after being stagnant for a moment, looking at his body in surprise.

…

Shuzhou.

A once-abandoned Buddhist temple was later converted into a restaurant on the roof.

Qiao Zhi watched as the Son of Emperor Tian in the distance swung out his hand, and his arm suddenly swelled like a whip, instantly turning rows of people fleeing on the streets into meat skewers.

‘So strong, this son of Emperor Tian is so strong! ’

‘Why are there such terrifying monsters at this time? ’

As one of the intelligence managers arranged by Chu Qiguang, Qiao Zhi also knew very well the process of the successive battles in Shuzhou.

But the clearer he knew, the greater the horror in his heart.

In his original 'memory', there was no monster like Huangtian's Son at all, and even the entire Huangtian Dao did not have such a strong sense of existence.

Watching the other party in Jinrong Mansion, while chasing down the Taoist Martial God on the imperial side, killing and devouring the people in the city at the same time.

Qiao Zhi became increasingly shocked by his abilities.

He turned around and stepped into the door of the Buddha Realm, and immediately asked: "Is Juno in place?"

Zhou Yujiao's voice came from the air: "She is ready to take action."

"Okay, let's move the battlefield to the Buddhist world first."

Qiao Zhi raised his head, looked at the behemoth in front of him, and breathed out softly: "Damn it... I hope the entry combat lessons I trained before are useful."

…

On a cliff in the Buddhist world.

Juno sat cross-legged, and a shadow gradually appeared behind him.

‘The son of Emperor Tian... I only feel endless cruelty, cruelty and cunning from him. ’

'Letting him continue to wreak havoc will be of no benefit to the whole world. ’

‘Chu Qiguang, you really owe me another huge favor. ’

As a Taoist sage from the West, her method of entering Taoism is called "Thirty-Six Meditations" in the East, and "Thirty-Six Meditation Methods" in the West.

This Taoist method passed down from the Fanjing Sect emphasizes that the spirit transcends the body. Practitioners will not only have extraordinary five senses and intuition, but also be able to leave the body, travel through reality with spirit, and even attack opponents in dreams.

If you major in this Taoist art but are not proficient in martial arts, you may even become physically weak, and you need to rely on good men and women to support you, and rely on a lot of wealth for food and medicine.

As far as Juno knows, several Taoist immortals in the West used this method to form religions and even rule a country.

And now Juno plans to use this Taoist technique to contain the son of Emperor Tian.

…

On the street, as the son of Emperor Tian punched out, the pedestrians within a hundred meters in front of him exploded into the air and turned into clouds of blood mist.

As he opened his mouth and inhaled, a ball of blood mist had been sucked into his mouth.

Tens of meters in front of him, Fei Yi, covered in blood, was half-kneeling on the ground, with the spear in his hand already broken into two pieces.

While breathing heavily, he looked at the son of Emperor Tian in front of him with an ugly expression, as well as Zhang Xinhui and Mi Siri not far behind him.

Zhang Xinhui said: "Is it really okay if we don't take action?"

Mi Siri smiled and said: "Don't you see that the Holy Son is enjoying it? He is still familiar with his newly acquired Taoism, and now it is just a warm-up..."

The son of Emperor Tian walked slowly towards Fei Yi, showing a cruel smile: "Next... I'm going to eat your right hand."

Fei Yi's face darkened, but there was bitterness in his heart.

Since the battle began, Feiyi and the other martial gods recognized the absolute gap in strength between the two sides and tried their best to escape.

During this pursuit, only the so-called 'Son of Emperor Tian' took action.

Zhang Xinhui and Mi Siri just followed behind without any sign of taking action. They seemed to be just accompanying Huang Tian's son on the hunt.

But even so, the combat power displayed by this son of Emperor Tian was enough to make any Martial God despair.

Seeing the other party taking one step forward, he brought up a strong wind and rushed towards him.

Fei Yi shouted angrily, and the half of the spear in his hand burst into light and shadow all over the sky, as if the air around him suddenly exploded, shooting in all directions.

But even if it looks like the shadows of spears fill the sky, it is just an illusion caused by extreme speed. The dance of the spears has a trajectory after all.

As if he had seen through all the trajectories, Huang Tian's son rushed directly into the endless shadow of the gun, and then stopped behind Fei Yi.

Amid the sound of blood flowing, severe pain came from Fei Yi's right arm. He looked at the son of Emperor Tian behind him in shock: "You..."

The opponent's hand was holding his severed arm.

Not only did Huangtian's son see through his spear skills, but he also used the "Fire Fire Pear Blossom Spear" just now to rip off his right arm.

He swallowed the severed arm in one gulp, chewing it with enjoyment, and there were streaks of blood remaining at the corners of his mouth.

But at this moment, Huangtian's son suddenly felt a stinging pain coming from the depths of his brain.

A woman appeared in front of him, and then she was about to touch his body.

The Son of Emperor Tian punched out, as if he wanted to crush the sudden woman.

But when the fist touches the opponent, it's like touching a phantom.

‘Psychic attack? ’

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's son's mouth. While feeling the pain in his brain, he looked towards the location of the Buddhist temple.

He could see the woman's figure disappear.

"You..." Huang Tian's son pointed at Zhang Xinhui and Mi Siri and pointed at Fei Yi and ordered: "Take my harvest with you."

Then he walked towards the hidden Buddhist gate in the Buddhist temple, intending to pursue the source of the spiritual attack.

As the son of Emperor Tian flashed, shock waves erupted all the way, blowing away houses one after another.

The son of Emperor Tian also rushed into the Buddhist world and temporarily left the material world.

Although he temporarily retreated, he left behind a large mess in Jinrong Mansion, with chaotic and frightened people everywhere, ruins everywhere, and flames reaching into the sky.

The entire city seemed to have been ravaged by the rebel army. The losses in human lives, supplies, buildings, troops...the losses in all aspects were incalculable.