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"Golden pupils!"

"The Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique!"

The captain in armor looked at Situ Xing with a shocked expression, he was really scared today.

Legend has it that there is a martial art in the realm of the grandmaster in the Shendu Ouchi, the name of the Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique, and the king of people can climb the tower with this technique to look at the changes in the luck of Kyushu.

If there is a plague, war, famine, etc., it will not escape his eyes.

It is precisely because of this exercise that Emperor Qianpan can grasp the movements of the ninety-nine states at any time. Let the princes of the world dare not make the slightest move.

And the most typical external feature of the Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique is the golden pupils, and there are even rumors that if it is not a royal bloodline, there is no way to cultivate the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" without the Dragon Qi of the Son of Heaven.

As far as he knew, even King Chengjun, the youngest son of Emperor Qianpan, had not deduced this technique to the highest level, let alone shot a hundred feet of golden light like Situ Xing.

It was precisely for this reason that the eyes of the captain in armor showed a look of shock and suspicion.

Could it be that this Mr. Situ is a pearl in the sea?

Otherwise, how could he have golden pupils?

Could it be that this is the reason why King Chengjun wants to get rid of Si Tu and hurry up?

If Situ knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer. This is "opening up the heavenly court, refining the qi and transforming the gods", the qi and blood feed the spirit, and the eyes show this golden color.

Because of the unusual difficulty of opening up the Divine Court, there is not one in ten cultivators, and even if they are lucky enough to survive, they can truly achieve great success, and it is even rarer to cultivate into golden pupils.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are 10,000 people in the outer regions who practice "deadwood skills", but only 100 people can survive, and only a few can really achieve great success.

Situ Xing was able to cultivate this method under the coercion of the Heavenly Tribulation, and that was because he practiced the ancient secret method, one method was clear, and of course the Heavenly Tribulation should be thanked the most.

Under the coercion of the Heavenly Tribulation, he luckily obtained the combat power of the martial arts saint, and his control over qi, blood and acupoints reached a subtle level, and under the deduction of the Confucian semi-saint thoughts of the six thunder tribulations, he opened up the "Divine Court" by mistake.

It's a blessing.

In the outer realms, there are monks who open up the heavenly court acupoints, have golden pupils, refine qi and transform gods, and their divine thoughts are crystal like crystals, and the wisdom of the brain is far from being comparable to ordinary people, so the outer regions call them wise men, and some people call them the people closest to the gods.

All of them are revered as celestials, and some even call them the blood of the gods.

There are also many beautiful myths and legends that believe that they are all children born after the union of gods and humans. And this bloodline can be inherited.

Because their heirs have a certain chance of inheriting the golden pupils, and their wisdom is different from ordinary people.

The princes and nobles are all proud to marry the person who opened up the divine court and had golden eyes.

Because of this, they can not only get a wise man's reinforcement for the family, but also more likely to improve the family's bloodline.

Now the powerful families in the Outlands have more or less divine blood.

It's not a Heavenly Son Qi Hope Technique at all, and he doesn't have any Heavenly Family bloodline.

King Chengjun wanted to get rid of him, that was because Situ had ruined King Chengjun's good deeds several times and lost his face, and in order to convey a strong and undeceivable attitude to the outside world, he also had to get rid of Situ Xing.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Just when the captain's eyes were suspicious, and his heart turned a thousand times.

The black lead-like cloud of robbery has moved again, it has been brewing for a long time, the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and the oppression to everyone is getting bigger and bigger, in front of Tianwei, whether it is the captain in armor, or the Baoya couple who support each other, they are as humble as ants, and no one can face the hard resistance to Tianwei.

Their bodies are like duckweed in the wind, involuntarily falling back more than a hundred feet, as if only in this way can they be able to withstand enormous, indescribable pressure.

Not only them, but several black shadows sprang out of the invisible place, or stepped on the high platform, or jumped up the tree several feet high.

They are agile, like tanuki, and they are obviously not ordinary people.

Everyone's eyes kept shrinking, and they looked at the air with fear.

It's horrible!

Just now, they had a feeling that their hearts had stopped, and they couldn't breathe.

Situ Xing's golden eyes couldn't help but flicker a few times.

These people came uninvited, lurking in the shadows of Situ's mansion, obviously not friendly people. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would definitely beat him to death, with righteous thoughts.

The inky black clouds were like lead, and they were like a black pot lid pressed down heavily.

The sky is like a pot lid, and the earth is like a chessboard.

Situ Xing looked at the firmament like a pot lid, feeling the pressure on his face, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking a little.

His body seemed so small under the Heavenly Dao, the pressure in the sky was like the Milky Way pouring into the nine heavens, and his body was slightly deformed, like a flattened iron can, and even Situ Xing's head seemed to be a full head shorter than it looked just now.

The body is thin, the face is sallow, and the body has become rickety in the face of great pressure. The armor on his body was shattered, and the scars were all over his body, and he had long lost the demeanor of a handsome boy, and he looked more like a huge horse monkey.

But no one laughed at him, but a wave of admiration rose in their hearts. There is still this trace of fear in my heart.

Can you do it yourself?

Situ Xing's face was pale, his body was already soaked with sweat, he stood there with great difficulty, infinite pressure falling from the sky, like a waterfall impacting his flesh, in the face of this huge force, even his bones made a tooth-sore sound, as if they could be broken at any time.

His originally straight back bent involuntarily, looking a little rickety, and his arms drooped unnaturally.

But his head did not hang down, but was unusually high, he looked at the sky frantically, and shouted in a somewhat crazy voice:

"If the sky wants to press me, I will stab the sky!"

"If the earth wants to deceive me, I will dig it down!"

There was a look of madness in Situ Xing's eyes, as if he was a big monkey who wanted to stab the sky. There is an indescribable madness all over the body.

"Crazy!"

"It's really crazy!"

"Situ is going to stab the sky!"

"Who does he think he is!"

One by one, the warriors and the monks looked at Situ Xing, whose faces were hideous and seemed to be crazy, and their eyes showed shock and ridicule.

Even those monks who claim to be "obedient to the people, and undesirable to the immortals" are also eccentric. Obviously, the remarks against Situ are not endorsements.

"It's really stabbing the sky. ”

"Whew!"

Situ Xing's eyes shrank into a straight line, and even more golden light shot out from his eyes, and his head was raised proudly, like a god of war and a beast roaring at the sky, making a roar like thunder.

The sound waves, which are visible to the naked eye, spread out like ripples in circles, whether it is a ruined wall or a burning flame, as long as it is within the range of the sound wave, it will be blown apart.

Situ Xing's momentum also rose to the highest, and the essence above his head was like a thick pillar soaring straight into the sky, as if it was about to pierce this dark sky.