In the dark night, the human martial saint in the imperial capital went berserk.

His son died.

The hope he had been holding on to was gone, and he was furious.

After a loud shout, the sky above the imperial capital was covered by the momentum of the martial saints in the world, violent and gorgeous, oppressing everyone, and looking very crazy.

Li Changqing was suppressed to the point that it was a little difficult to breathe, but his Yuan Shen was very strong, and it was not much of a problem to resist with the power of the Yuan Shen.

"Is this the Martial Saint of the World?" Li Changqing felt the powerful oppression, and felt a sense of envy, he also wanted to become a martial saint in the world.

"Get out of !!"

Suddenly, there was another loud shout, setting off layers of sonic booms, which exploded in the sky.

The powerful sound attack attacked people's eardrums, rippling layer by layer, making the people of the imperial capital cover their ears and scream miserably.

Li Changqing also frowned, his voice was too sharp, he was a little uncomfortable, let alone ordinary people.

I don't know how many ordinary people are bleeding from their eardrums at this moment, screaming bitterly.

But the human martial saints who have fallen into madness don't care so much.

He was forcing the human martial saint of the Luochuan sect to appear.

"Enough, don't get nervous in front of ordinary people, if you want to fight, come to the Huangsha Ancient Road!"

At this time, a cold snort came from outside the imperial capital, and the voice suppressed anger, and the human martial saint from the Luochuan sect responded.

Rumble!!!

The human martial saint in the imperial capital did not hesitate, soared into the sky, turned into a purple light, and rushed out of the imperial capital.

A moment after he left, many people flew out of the imperial capital one after another.

The battle between the two human martial saints, many people want to go and watch.

Li Changqing is no exception.

He knew that the Yellow Sand Ancient Road was a barren ancient road outside the imperial capital, with yellow sand all over the sky, no vegetation, and a feeling of desert when the wind blew.

This is the ancient road leading to Saibei, which is inaccessible and very suitable for the battle of martial saints in the world.

Li Changqing did not hesitate, his toes were a little, his body was like fluttering, and he disappeared into the night.

Since the crossing, he has been living in seclusion in the imperial capital, and this is the first time he has left the imperial capital.

The Grandmaster realm can leap in a short time, and with the help of the grandmaster realm, the gravitational pull of heaven and earth is isolated and the flight is realized.

He soon crossed the tall city of the imperial capital, followed the trails of the others, and came to the Huangsha Ancient Road.

As far as the eye can see, the yellow sand is flying, and all around are bare mountains, with no trees, no weeds, and no flowers.

In addition to the loess and sand, there is no one here, and a pipeline runs through the north and south, which is the passage out of the imperial capital and to the north.

When Li Changqing came here, he quietly chose a bare mountain, and when he looked at it, the realm of grandmasters in the imperial capital was basically here.

Just as Li Changqing was observing the surroundings, on the next hill, a young girl waved at him.

Zhou Yiyi.

She came too.

Li Changqing nodded lightly, which was a response, but did not pass.

Zhou Yiyi didn't come over.

Everyone's eyes fell on the white-haired old man in the Huangsha Ancient Road.

The human martial saint hidden in the imperial city of the Great Zhou.

is also the wild father of the faint king.

It was he who secretly cleared the obstacles for the faint monarch and ascended to the throne, and it was he who connived at the faint monarch in every possible way and buried the 800-year-old Great Zhou foundation.

Li Changqing met him for the first time.

A body blow.

A bad old man, with gray hair, a rickety back, drooping skin, thin and shriveled, is no different from an old man of eighty or ninety.

This is a human martial saint?

Li Changqing couldn't see any qi and blood in him, and his body was not as strong as Li Changqing's physical body.

What is the strength of this human martial saint?

Li Changqing was quite curious.

Just as Li Changqing was observing, another person came on the Huangsha Ancient Road.

Luochuan Martial Saint!

He was burly, with a Chinese face, full of blood and blood, and walked towards the yellow sand and faced the old man.

"Zhou Sheng, long time no see." Luo Chuan Wusheng said calmly.

The name of the martial saint in the world of Great Zhou is Zhou Sheng, and when he heard this name, he was in a trance, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's been more than a hundred years, if you don't call this name, I'm about to forget." ”

"The first time I saw you back then, I was so high-spirited, I admired, at that time, you said that in less than twenty years, you will explore the way of the martial saint and become an immortal in the world." Luochuan Wusheng recalled.

Zhou Sheng also fell into memories, he gasped and muttered: "Originally, I had a glimmer of hope, but it was all ruined by you." ”

Luochuan Wusheng sneered: "Don't think I don't know what you want to do. ”

Zhou Sheng smiled, stared at Luochuan Wusheng with cloudy eyes, and asked, "Then you say, what do I want to do?" ”

"Sixty years ago, you tried to break through the human martial saint and wanted to break the shackles, but failed, and then you changed your methods, took the devil's path, and chose to sacrifice the eight-hundred-year foundation of the Great Zhou." Luochuan Wusheng said.

As soon as these words came out, the grandmasters and masters who were watching around were stunned.

The current situation of the Great Zhou was actually chosen by Zhou Sheng, the martial saint of the world?

Zhou Sheng sneered, did not speak, and stared at Luochuan Martial Saint.

"You have no hope of breaking through, you have suffered a backlash, you are seriously injured, and there is no hope, so you simply enter the demon path, and use human life and blood sacrifice to improve yourself."

"For this reason, you laid out a big situation, confused the emperor's favorite concubine, and then gave birth to a son, you deliberately doted on him, making him a waste of great joy and easy to control."

"You killed the son of the prince of the northern realm, helped your own son ascend to the throne, and then induced him to launch a great war against Beimang, gather a million troops, and launch a war to destroy the country against Beimang."

"If it weren't for Beimang's emergence of a Hunyuan Martial Saint, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed a long time ago."

"You don't want to confront the Hunyuan Martial Saint, just plan and let the million-strong army rout, and kill 800,000 in battle, you hide in the shadows to absorb resentment, essence blood, and strengthen yourself!"

"After returning to China, you continued to indulge your son and let him corrupt the Great Zhou Chaogang, and you hid in the shadows and quietly devoured the eight hundred years of Great Zhou's luck and achieved yourself."

"Over the years, I'm afraid you have already far surpassed yourself back then, but because of cultivating demons, sucking sperm and blood, and swallowing national fortunes, you have made yourself a person and a ghost."

"Zhou Sheng, am I right!" Luo Chuan Wusheng asked coldly.

His successive words silenced everyone.

Even Li Changqing was silent, his heart was shocked, and he thought of the biography of Zhou Yun that he saw on the first day he came to this world.

It turned out that Zhou Yun's death was planned by the bad old man in front of him.

Everyone is his pawn, for his own selfishness, he gave up the 800-year-old foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, devoured luck, plunged the society into turmoil, and countless people died because of him.

Whew! Whew!

Suddenly, a strong wind hit, raising yellow sand, and the charming eyes obscured the vision.

Zhou Sheng laughed again, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, you are right, you guessed all my plans, and you also guessed that the waste son was my last pawn, so you assassinated him, completely angered me, lured me out, and planned to kill me." ”

"I also guessed your thoughts, but since I came, I am absolutely sure, Luochuan Martial Saint, I will kill you today, devour qi and blood, and achieve my ghost immortal realm!"

Zhou Sheng's eyes became cold.

On his body, a layer of sword intent appeared, black and purple, revealing evil strangeness, and it was directly inserted into the sky.

Rumble!

This sword intent made the people around look at it in shock and feel incredible.

Other people's sword intent is half a meter long and one meter long, and Zhou Sheng's sword intent is like a pillar of heaven, inserted into the sky, with no end in sight.

This is the strength he has gained by planning for half his life.