Sure enough! Yuan Qingwei nodded secretly in his heart.

Cixi died not long ago, even if she used some secret techniques to achieve the golden armor corpse, it was impossible to unify the power of the last dragon qi in such a short period of time.

This also means that some of the power that Cixi is showing now must not belong to her.

As an important place for the court meeting and sacrifice of the Daqing Kingdom, the Taihe Hall can be called the center of the operation of the Tianzhu on weekdays, and it is equivalent to a huge altar itself, connecting the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

Therefore, after Cixi left the throne, the last generation of dragon qi was in chaos, and Yuan Qingwei naturally would not let go of this opportunity, stretched out his hand, and the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon suppressed the dragon qi tumbling on the dragon chair.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qingwei sacrificed the Dingkun hammer and knocked it on Cixi, who rose into the air and wanted to return to the dragon chair.

After the Dingkun hammer was taken off, it changed instantly, and the Dao seal on it lit up, the divine power gathered, and there was a trace of the artistic conception of suppressing the earth, even if Cixi was a golden armored corpse, he didn't dare to really treat it as nothing.

"Get out of the way of the mourners!" Cixi also has a small half of the last generation dragon qi that has been refined, accounting for about one-third of the whole.

Converted to the entire Daqing Kingdom, it is about one-twentieth of the overall national fortune of the Daqing Kingdom before its demise, and about one percent of it was in its heyday. This power is no worse than the Shoucheng Monarch in his heyday, even if he loses the blessing of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, he can still exert great power.

The mixed and dim air flow surged, and the rotten aura still filled the void, and the only difference compared to just now was that it had lost the terrifying power to suppress heaven and earth.

The Dingkun hammer collided with the mixed airflow and was instantly knocked out, but before being knocked away, there was a moment of persistence.

Yuan Qingwei took advantage of the situation to sacrifice the Three Fire Streamer Clock, this treasure bell itself is very powerful, and later it was placed by him in the Bliss Spirit House, as the light source of the heavenly realm, it has brought a trace of illusory breath of the Great Sun.

This makes the resistance of the Three Fire Streamer Clock to the last generation of dragon qi even better than that of the Dingkun Hammer.

The flames flowed, the red flames soared, and the three-fire streamer clock was suspended in mid-air like a small sun, and the interweaving of light and heat made Cixi can't help but stop.

As a golden armor corpse, although she is not afraid of the sun, she doesn't like it, and the most important thing is that she clearly sees that inside the Three Fire Streamer Clock, a small long needle is aimed at herself.

On the long needle, there is a condensed breath of extreme yang and evil, and with the power of the Three Fire Streamer Clock, there is a great possibility that it can break her defense.

And her stop was also doomed, Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, and the breath of Qingwei Palace fell, briefly suppressing the last dragon qi, and then the Jiuxiao Golden Ribbon and the Bliss Spirit House were running at the same time.

The two frantically devoured the last generation of dragon qi, and a brilliant brilliance appeared on the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, and in the last generation of dragon energy, the mixed beliefs began to be absorbed and decomposed by the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, and then integrated into the Bliss Spirit House, making the pattern of the three talents also undergo earth-shaking changes.

The essence of dragon qi is the product of the sublimation of incense power under the operation of the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and the last generation of dragon qi naturally contains a large number of laws of the operation of the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

A large number of talismans that built the Bliss Spirit House collapsed and disintegrated, and then quickly reintegrated, and the Bliss Spirit House, which originally had certain material properties, became more and more mysterious, a bit from existence to nothing, and then from nothing to something.

Especially when you get the last generation of dragon qi that contains the breath of Haotian, just absorbing a little, it is to make the weakest of the three talents of the heavenly realm become unprecedentedly powerful, and even the gods stored in the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon are also projected into the illusory shadows of the corresponding gods.

At a glance, this illusory heavenly realm really has a hint of heavenly feeling.

Just when Yuan Qingwei was about to make persistent efforts, when he completely swallowed the last dragon qi, the immeasurable golden light appeared behind him very abruptly, and the phantom of the Immortal Township of the Gods appeared on the edge of the Bliss Spirit House and covered it violently.

What is very peculiar is that this phantom of the Ten Thousand Gods Immortal Land is very compatible with the virtual heavenly realm of the Bliss Spirit House, and as soon as the two come into contact, they begin to merge without conflict.

Yuan Qingwei, whose mind was in harmony with the Bliss Spirit House, clearly felt that Lu Zhongyi's will was also fused in.

But before he could react, the last generation of dragon qi carrying Haotian's breath took advantage of the moment when the two blended and integrated into the Ten Thousand Gods Immortal Township.

The integration of the last dragon qi made Lu Zhongyi a little strange at this time, but his eyes became a void, and the treasure seal on the top was also hanging down with golden light.

In an instant, the clothes on the road have undergone earth-shaking changes, the Taoist robe has turned into a bright yellow gilded dragon robe, and the phantom of the nine five-clawed golden dragons is dancing around on the dragon robe.

The same as Cixi's general flat crown appeared on the top of the head, replacing the Dao crown, hanging down on the twelve, circulating a little starlight, looking at it like looking up at the starry sky, mysterious and profound, and with a sense of heavenly power and sacredness.

The divine wheel emerges behind his head, in which the world is full of states, mountains, rivers and plants, five mountains and four desecrations, the breeze and clouds, thunder and rain and dew, condensed but not dispersed, all kinds of temperament, mixed and mixed, forming an all-encompassing trend, as if the person in front of him is really the emperor who is in charge of all things in heaven and earth.

"Broken!" After a sound, Yuan Qingwei instantly broke away from the state of union with the Bliss Spirit House, and even the dragon qi that had been absorbed showed signs of being withdrawn again.

As soon as his mind moved, the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon flew back, landed in the illusory heavenly realm, and with a light knock, it broke the merger of the Bliss Spirit House and the Ten Thousand Gods Immortal Township, and then the breath of the Qingwei Palace fell, suppressing the last dragon qi breath in the Bliss Spirit House and the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, rolling up the two and disappearing.

Yuan Qingwei also obeyed the direction that he came in just now and flew out.

"Want to go?" A faint opening in the middle of the road, a lot of auspicious clouds and the aura of Rui Hao around the body suddenly spread outward, Baohua, golden lamp, Yingluo, and glow appeared one after another, fairy music fluttered, and Sanskrit sang ethereal.

The phantom of a god immortal stood in the void, forming a huge formation, trying to restrain Yuan Qingwei again.

"Go!" Yuan Qingwei, who had already seen that the other party was not in the right state, had no idea of fighting with him at all, and with a flick of his fingers, after the Wanjia glass cup was broken, the remaining wick flew out.

The blood-red flames fell in the thirty-three day phantom, and he immediately felt the breath of the last dragon qi in it.

Just like a little spark meets dry wood and oil, in the blink of an eye, it burns the whole emptiness.

Standing in the flames, Lu Zhongyi's face remained unchanged, and a strong force fell in the dark, a pale cyan light appeared in his eyes, and with a flick of his long sleeves, all the flames gathered inward, and turned into a fire again in his hand.

"The fire of innovation?" In the pale cyan pupils in the middle of the road, there was a trace of jealousy, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, and countless golden lights converged, turning into a lamp, introducing the light into it, and then turned his head to look at Cixi.

Looking at Lu Zhongyi's pupils, Cixi, who had been on guard, changed her face drastically, and exclaimed, "It's you!" ”

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