Chapter 115: The Power of the Heart

Nangong smiled and stood in the wind on the top of Yishan, there were not too many complicated expressions in her eyes, as the princess of the Great Yan Kingdom, she should have enjoyed the treatment of a superior, but because of a change in the country, she had to let her go out in person. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a population of 130 million, the Great Yan Kingdom was located in the southernmost part of the Yutian Dynasty and was directly governed by the Nantai Prefecture. Due to the influence of the Central Divine Mansion, most of the people are cultivators, and there are no less than 100,000 large and small immortal cultivation sects and ancient sects.

There are even more nameless factions, they either live in the mountains or use temples as the base, and they are all engaged in robbing houses and robbing houses, and coaxing money.

The more this is the case, the more the people of the Great Yan Kingdom can't extricate themselves from the immortal path, they themselves have a long lifespan, and it is not a problem to live one or two hundred years old, no one wants to die, even if the people of this country are born with supernatural powers.

Some are infinitely strong, some can walk on the ground, some can fly with swords, and some are born with three heads and six arms. For outsiders, they are god-like beings, but only they know that they are like this because they have received some kind of curse, which is like the group of white apes that they met in the wilderness, and they were punished by God for digging the cloud tomb without permission.

It stands to reason that this miracle should be the gospel of the people of Dayan Kingdom, but everything pays attention to a chance, and it is impossible for God to send supernatural powers to these ordinary people for no reason, so what is God's will?

Once, the national teacher of the Great Yan Kingdom held a routine ceremony to worship the heavens, and ordered the common people to live in Wanfudra, wanting to sacrifice the ancient gods with blood. Before he could think of it, the scorching sun and flames descended from the sky and turned a mountain into a hell, and the boiling molten slurry surged outward like a spring.

Out of this molten slurry came a giant more than seven feet high, covered in fire and without flesh and blood. The face and skeleton are made of lava, but they are spoken.

"From this day forward, you will all be slaves of my flame god. Whoever can find the son of the true demon in ten years will be the master of this world. In order to better improve your physical fitness, all living people in the future will have supernatural powers. If you can't find it within ten years, not only you will die, but everyone in the world will die. The flame god said in a deep voice.

Within a few days of this incident, it reached the ears of the authorities of the Imperial Heaven Dynasty, and they immediately sent people who had attained the Tao to the Great Yan Kingdom to encircle and suppress this flame god, and the flame god was cut to pieces by several masters after several battles, and the scattered stones left behind were distributed in every corner of the Great Yan Kingdom.

These small pieces of stone are perishable and carry a powerful deterrent.

Many refining masters in the Great Yan Kingdom collected these broken stones and returned them to the furnace to refine the divine weapons.

But at the moment of the oven, the flame god was resurrected. It's just that his body is much smaller than before, the size of a man.

Under his angry eyes, he killed all the refining masters.

This person then disappeared, and it was rumored that the Flame God was the patron saint of the Son of the True Demon, and it was only because he did not see the Son of the True Demon after he woke up, so he was very excited, and if he could not find the Son of the True Demon, then the Great Yan Kingdom would be devoured by the thunder and fire in ten years.

At the beginning, Bai Tang Xi hid in the wild Daze and wanted to enter the cloud tomb to find out, but he was led by the celestial phenomenon to the vicinity of Liwangdui in the lonely mountain, and then he saw Qin Xiaotian.

Knowing that Qin Xiaotian had obtained the inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism, he did everything possible to separate the cultivation method from his divine mansion under the right opportunity.

And it happened that Nangong Yixiao saw Hua Xiaoyun slap Qin Xiaotian on the way here, pushing him down into the molten river. Miraculously, since Qin Xiaotian is not dead, not only is he not dead, but the divine power flowing in his body is becoming more and more upright.

From Bai Tangxi's mouth, it was concluded that this son was Qin Xiaotian. Not only mastered the introductory method of Buddhism and Taoism, but also cultivated the dream machine left by Huang Daozi when he was alive, one day in the outside world, and ten years in his dreams.

After saving Qin Xiaotian, he stripped off all his clothes, but he didn't find anything that this guy was carrying.

What Nangong Yixiao didn't know was that since Qin Xiaotian had cultivated the Dream Initiation Divine Machine, he could hide anything in his dreams, including his own body.

Qin Xiaotian didn't know what Nangong Yixiao was thinking, nor did he know what was going on in their country, and how these things happened were related to him.

Under the gate of Yicheng, the tall gray masonry wall covers half of the sky, and the dim light makes the clouds in the sky more and more dull, and it seems that they may fall at any time.

He didn't come into this city to save people. Instead, he wanted to ask Hua Xiaoyun face to face why he was so vicious, although his body couldn't move in a coma, his consciousness was still there.

The eight steps of the Nine Palaces are now under the reverse push of the aura, and the step void is like walking on the ground. has experienced the tempering of life and death, and his body is much stronger, but he still looks like a rural young master.

Above the city, a burly man saw Qin Xiaotian coming from the clouds, and his face showed a strange consternation. "Since you're not dead?"

"The head of this family didn't intend to kill anyone, but for some reason, when I saw you, I felt the urge to kill you. Qin Xiaotian adjusted his posture, and quickly pinched the trick with his left hand to form a transparent air mass on his arm, and rushed straight towards Kanto.

"Look for death. Kanto was expressionless and snorted coldly.

Under the rapid twisting of the body, it became bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already seven or eight zhang high, Qin Xiaotian was like a chicken in front of him, as long as the Kanto pinched it accurately, Qin Xiaotian could be exploded just once.

Driving the invisible air around him, every time the huge arm waved the air, it was rubbed into the sound of a whirring gale, and the strength and divine power burst out.

touched, Qin Xiaotian was not in a hurry to dodge, and his whole body was slapped away by a big hand from Kanto.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Qin Xiaotian raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and the expression on his face became hideous. Suddenly, there seemed to be a whirlwind under his feet, and the two conjured wind dragons opened their mouths wide and bit towards the huge body of Kanto.

At the same time, a divine sword spat out from the wind and stabbed him in the throat.

If Qin Xiaotian hadn't been sure of the blood corpse in a battle before, but since he fell into the magma, he had accumulated a force in his body, and this power was so powerful that he could kill an immortal cultivator of the Zhou Tian Realm with a raised hand.

Therefore, the two whirlwinds he used seemed to be unremarkable, but they contained infinite power.

Kanto looked coldly at the whirlwind coming towards him, he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, in his opinion, no matter how strong Qin Xiaotian's means were, how strong could he be, could he still kill him?

Whew.

There was the roar of a dragon in the wind, and the sound of swords clashing.

Bang, Kanto only felt a numbness in his legs. His indestructible skin had been wrenched by the divine soldiers hidden in the whirlwind.

It was precisely because of this opening that the blood was sucked out by the raging whirlwind.

Qin Xiaotian is not the kind of coward who reaps the benefits when he sees them, seeing that Kanto is injured, he is also urging the spiritual power to use the power recorded in the Taixuan True Scripture to make a big kill.

Boom, the heavens and the earth were shaken. I don't know what kind of divine power the magic method on the Taixuan True Scripture is condensed, since it has exerted a huge amount of power under Qin Xiaotian's willful imitation.

This was beyond the means of all Qin Xiaotian's peerless learning, and he was very glad to pick up the Taixuan True Scripture that the Yin Queen had left behind.