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Seeing the appearance of this flying zombie, many people were shocked. Zombies are the most sinister and evil things, and such a flying zombie is even more so. It is rare to see it in thousands of years. I am afraid it was created by some evil cultivator. It is raised and raised to condense moonlight and evil spirits, forming a self-circulation in the mainland and traveling in the nine heavens.

Feizheng is more powerful than ordinary monks in the transformation stage. Even monks in the integration stage have to spend a lot of time to deal with him.

Zhou An happened to see that Qi Fugui was in danger, and struck with a sword from below. From a distance of hundreds of feet, the light of the sword streaked across Fei Zheng's back, sparking sparks.

The flesh of this zombie was extraordinary. Not even one of his swords penetrated it, leaving a clear sword mark on it, with dark purple blood flowing out.

Fei Zhan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the injuries on his body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was interrupted and looked back at Zhou An.

He could ignore the others, they didn't pose much of a threat to him, but Zhou An's sword made him feel pain and a great threat.

The zombie looked at it with hatred and let out a low roar. The yellow color on its body became thicker and thicker, and it grew longer and longer. The whole thing looked like a cat with fried hair, with its back slightly bent.

at the same time.

Qi Fugui immediately got up from the ground, ran back, and gave Zhou An a grateful look. If Zhou An hadn't appeared, he would have died at the hands of this zombie.

Zhou An's face was calm, or there was no expression at all, and he stared at the monster in front of him. In the eyes of others, it was a zombie, a flying zombie that had reached the peak of cultivation and could kill the gods at will. of monks.

In his eyes, this is both the end of the world, the smell of the end, and a sign of the end. This feeling is so familiar, and it appears so suddenly, but it doesn't make people feel strange.

Zombies are something that is inherently present in this world. They can absorb water, turn it into drought, and bring disaster.

Zhou An raised his head, with a sad smile on his expressionless face. He has experienced many things since the end of the world, including betrayal, separation, sadness, and pain, but he has never truly hated someone. If The only thing I really hate is this doomsday.

The end of the world can easily destroy a world and destroy everything in it, including civilization, hope, and all the beauty in it.

He never took this for granted, but he couldn't find the initiator. Maybe there was someone, but he couldn't see it.

With hatred that even he could hardly detect, he slashed out with his sword at the zombies flying from the sky.

This sword did not penetrate the zombie's body, but created sparks on it, as if it had struck an extremely hard metal, but his sword cut through iron like mud.

Seeing that Qi Fugui survived.

King Bingnan was dumbfounded. He thought Qi Fugui was dead, but he survived like this. It must be said that his fate was indeed great.

This made King Bingnan recall that Qi Fugui had done some stupid things in the past, and he thought that his father was going to send him to the frontier, but in the end he just scolded him, which actually made Qi Fugui's behavior more unscrupulous, but his father I didn't pay much attention to him after that, completely treating him as if he didn't exist.

This made him jealous for no reason, why could a loser like Qi Fugui live so boldly, but he had to be careful, just because his father didn't like him.

He had known since he was a child that his father didn't like him, probably because his mother and concubine had done something wrong, but it didn't seem to be his fault, but it was related to him.

Qi Fugui glared at him and ignored him for the time being. After all, the flying zombie was behind him at this time, and he didn't know if Zhou An could deal with it.

The cold sword light flashed, and the zombie's head was cut off by Zhou An's sword, but the body's movements did not stop. The two claws continued to grab his neck without any pause in the action.

With a swish, Zhou An was knocked out and there was an obvious scratch from his chest to his abdomen.

This flying zombie was more difficult to deal with than he imagined. It was completely unfettered by the sword's will, and was not affected by any external objects. It could easily shuttle between his sword areas, forcing him to keep retreating.

Fortunately, he is not alone here.

After he delayed it for a while, the other monks around him came over to help, using various means to hit the flying zombie.

One of them was dressed as a Taoist priest and seemed to have a special way to deal with zombies. With a wave of one hand, a large number of talismans floated around Feizheng, making him temporarily unable to move.

Zhou An and others worked together to suppress it, and then used the decaying sword intent to corrode Fei Zheng's body. The light yellow hair on Fei Zheng's surface turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then gradually fell to the ground.

Creatures like zombies seem to have no lifespan limit, but contrary to the law, they will be bombarded by lightning tribulations every once in a while, and they are destined to die from lightning tribulations one day, even if they are flying zombies.

Thunder Tribulation is the result of the Great Dao of this world, so one can imagine its power.

At this time, Fei Zhan showed signs of aging, and the intensity of his struggle suddenly slowed down.

Another monk wearing a monk's robe had a long black steel nail in his hand, which penetrated Fei Zheng's chest and nailed him to the ground.

He pulled out a hand shadow in the air with both hands, and drove out one hundred and eight steel nails of different lengths in a row, completely sealing Feizheng without a trace of his breath, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It should be done now. This flying zombie was artificially refined with extremely vicious techniques. It has been refined with rich blood and evil energy for hundreds of years."

After seeing Fei Zhan being subdued, the princes and princes calmed down, and within a short time they returned to their original demeanor, aloof and arrogant.

Qi Fugui stepped forward, pushed King Bingnan to the ground, and punched him in the face, not just once, but also a second and third punch: "You just wanted to hurt me, If I give you a good beating, it's never too much."

King Bingnan looked ugly. He only protected his face with his hands and did not resist. He shouted loudly: "I didn't mean it, third brother, I just accidentally bumped into you when I was running away. I didn't mean it, no." on purpose······"

Many people saw the situation at that time and knew that it was definitely not an accident, but no one spoke for Qi Fugui.

King Bingnan belongs to the eldest prince. If he speaks for Qi Fugui, he is making an enemy of the eldest prince.

When the eldest prince saw this, he also frowned and said in a deep voice: "Fourth brother, he didn't mean it. Just stop after punching him twice."

He saw Qi Fugui punching him hard, not holding back at all, and it was possible that he could be beaten to death.

Of course, beating him to death won't affect anything.

The eldest prince felt that the Four Kings were on his side now, and if they were beaten to death like this, it would make his face look bad.

There are not many things that he cares about, and face is one of them. He is the future emperor, the heaven of Daqi, and it is very important to maintain his face.

Qi Fugui sneered, stood up from the ground, his hands were covered with blood, looked back at the eldest prince, shook his head, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Zhou An's eyes were fixed on an evil cultivator who was escaping outwards. This evil cultivator showed great strength and was at the peak of the God Transformation Stage. His behavior was also quite weird and he looked very much like a wanderer.

Feeling Zhou An's gaze, his expression also changed, his body became darker and darker, and he disappeared from sight.

Zhou An chased out with his sword shadow. Before that, he had locked the evil cultivator with his sword intention. Within a certain range, he could feel the evil cultivator as long as he didn't escape too far.

Unfortunately, after running for a certain distance, he lost his target on the streets of the Imperial City. There were too many people here, and their auras were chaotic, which also caused the sword intent to be unable to be accurately locked.

By the time he came back, the meeting had completely calmed down, all the evil cultivators had been subdued, and the insane cultivators had recovered.

The emperor was also sent deep into the palace, but the specific situation is unknown.

Seeing Zhou An coming, King Bingnan couldn't help but take two steps back and subconsciously touched his neck. Zhou An's sword was too fast. If he wanted to, he couldn't react at all, and the thoughts appeared in his mind involuntarily. Such an assumption is even scary.

Although he also knew that Qi Fugui would not be able to take action against him in public, even if he was at fault first,

He was also secretly glad that something went wrong with his father during this turmoil, otherwise he would definitely be blamed. All the princes and princes knew that the emperor allowed them to fight each other, but did not allow them to kill each other. a boundary.

His previous behavior had crossed the line, but fortunately Qi Fugui did not really die.

Wait until the matter has passed for some time before it is brought up again, and the consequences will not be so serious.

Zhou Anti strode over with his sword in hand, his clothes fluttering. He looked at Qi Fugui first, and reminded him: "I just heard the Taoist say that Fei Zombie's corpse poison is very deadly. Anyone who is infected will be killed." You were assimilated into a zombie in a very short period of time, so you weren't injured."

Others around him were shocked when they heard this, and quickly checked whether there were any wounds caused by Feizheng.

Qi Fugui seemed relatively calm. He shook his head and waved the jade medal around his waist: "Although my cultivation is low, I still don't die so easily. Fortunately, you arrived in time..."

He didn't finish his words, but gratitude was hidden in his eyes. The moment of life and death seemed to have changed him greatly.

At this time, the eldest prince was also looking at Zhou An carefully, and couldn't help but sigh to the people next to him: "This man is indeed the best among men. He only needs an opportunity to embark on the path of becoming an immortal in the future."

Standing next to him was an old eunuch with his arms around his body, wearing a black gauze hat on his head. He looked so humble. Although his cultivation was restrained, it was quite extraordinary. He had been polished to the extreme at the peak of his spiritual transformation. The combination period can also last two moves.

"I hope His Highness will atone for his sins. He was negligent just now and did not come as soon as possible." The old eunuch said calmly, lowering his head slightly, but there was no sign of forgiveness on his face.

The eldest prince glanced at him and said nothing. This old eunuch was the eldest eunuch of the West Factory, a person whom the emperor trusted very much. In fact, he did not have much qualifications to blame.

The eldest prince himself didn't care about this matter. Although some people died, they were all insignificant. There were too many princes in Daqi, and it didn't matter if some of them died. They could make more contributions dead than alive.

"What do you think of the sword cultivator named Zhou An?" He asked sideways, not like a master and servant, but more like a friend.

The old eunuch did not raise his head from the beginning to the end, showing quite humility, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know, I can't see through it. His aura seems to be covered by someone. He doesn't look like a person with no moral integrity at all. At least there are A master."

This is a very fair evaluation.

Zhou An will have at least one master, otherwise he would not be able to reach this point. There are geniuses in the world, some amazing geniuses, and there is never a shortage of geniuses, but there is always an upper limit. One person can never be as good as dozens. The monks have worked hard for tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of years.

The eldest prince nodded, thinking about it, and asked: "Then who is more powerful, you or him?"

The old eunuch was silent for a moment, thinking about this issue very seriously, and said slowly: "If it is a competition, he can win. If it is a life and death fight, the old slave should be able to win."

Although he has not yet fully reached it, he can now be regarded as a monk in the integration stage. He is not as good as the national master who stands in the void and holds up the sky, but compared to a sword cultivator in the god transformation stage, there is still no problem.

Zhou An sat on the stool, eating the snacks carefully prepared on the table. Most of them had not been touched, because the other princes had left, so that there were only him and Qi Fugui on the table. "They don't know how to enjoy it." Ah, this kind of delicacy is probably the best in the world."

When Qi Fugui heard what Zhou An said, he felt a little hungry. He picked up a piece of mille-feuille pastry on the table, put it whole into his mouth, and then said: "It is indeed not simple. This is also due to the imperial chef in the palace. I heard that it’s already in the Tao realm, so there’s no problem in saying it’s the most delicious food in the world.”

"It's just that we don't have our minds on this, so we can't taste such delicious food."

Zhou An didn't reply. He buried his head and ate loudly. He hadn't eaten anything these days and he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it.

The eldest prince came over and saw Zhou An's appearance. He couldn't help but frown. He felt that the swordsman who looked so great before was looking so embarrassed, and a smile appeared on his face:

"How are you considering it? If Qi Fugui can promise you, I can do it, or even double it."

From the beginning to the end, he never glanced at Qi Fugui, as if he didn't even see him.

Zhou An raised his head, patted the residue on his hand, put food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Oh, that's it, you have to wait for me to think about it. After all, this is a major decision, even if it's a business I didn’t agree all at once, so you say so.”

The eldest prince was silent for a moment: "That's the same. I'll give you three days to reply to me in three days. If it doesn't work, I'll treat it as your rejection."

"This is both your opportunity and my opportunity. I hope you don't let it go."

People like them always have a high vision and look down on most people, but people like Zhou An are special cases, and they also know that they need to be more sincere when dealing with people like Zhou An.

Zhou An nodded and didn't say anything more. He continued to eat the food on the table. He was indeed very hungry.

The eldest prince was also very confident. He glanced sideways at Qi Fugui, with a smile on his face, turned around and left with the old eunuch and several guards.

He is indeed in a good mood today, or extremely good, and people who are even slightly familiar with him may be able to tell.

The emperor was seriously injured, which would speed up the time for his death to arrive. Otherwise, he couldn't afford to wait another ten or twenty years, and he would also have long nights and dreams. If anything happened, the throne might not be a sure thing for him.

Over the past thousand years, there has not only been one eldest prince, but more than ten. Just like the leeks, they have grown one after another, but they may be the luckiest one, and they have just arrived at the time to bear fruit. , without being harvested.

This is also a kind of great luck.

Just when Zhou An was about to leave here with the people from Qingzhou, Yue Li's junior brothers and sisters came to say goodbye to him.

Lu Yao, Wei Yu, and that kid, Zhang Chen.

Lu Yao cupped his hands and said: "Zhou An, great sword cultivator, thank you for saving us in a critical moment today. We originally wanted to entertain you well and treat you to two meals, but there was news from the master's door. He asked us to go back immediately and say goodbye."

Zhou An nodded. His previous rescue was just for Yue Li's sake. He thought about it and said, "Will your senior sister also go back together? Will she come to the imperial city again?"

Lu Yao shook his head and said: "We don't know about this. I heard that demons are now appearing in Daqi, and imps are also appearing in some counties."

"It's probably because of this matter that we were called back by the sect."

The child shook his sleeves, which were longer than his hands, and said with an old-fashioned look: "Can you please stop thinking about our senior sister, she is very busy now."

Zhou An unceremoniously pressed his hand on the child's head: "Are you being a little too strict? Forget it, I'll tell your senior sister directly and let her take care of you."

The child was stunned, his mood immediately changed, and he shouted loudly: "You are so stingy, you actually made a report."

Zhou An didn't care at all about the child's death, and said proudly: "You also know that I am a stingy person."

Unexpectedly, the child's face was faster than turning the page in a book. He came forward, hugged Zhou An's feet, and said with a flattering face:

"Big brother, big brother, I recognize you as my eldest brother. Can you please not tell my senior sister about this? She is very cruel when she teaches others."

Zhou An was amused by his appearance, and the others also laughed, nodded and said, "Then it depends on your performance."

The sky was darkening extremely quickly, but the imperial city was still brightly lit, with spiritual lanterns all over the sky illuminating every street around it.

Zhou An and others have also returned to the palace, while Qi Fugui held a grand celebration banquet in the palace.

This time it was more lively than before, and there were many more people than before. Qingzhou unexpectedly won the first place. No one expected it, maybe not even Qi Fugui himself.

Even several princes, even the imperial censor and a group of officials came to Prince Wu'an's Mansion, including some monks from the Immortal Mansion and some monks from other immortal sects.

It is understandable that they came to the celebration banquet to make good friends with Qi Fugui, to leave a way for the future, and to test the emperor's attitude.

Zhou An looked around at the monks at the banquet and did not see anyone from the other three major sects. Most of the people who came were from small sects.

In this world, there are four major sects that have been passed down from eternity, also known as two sects, one religion and one temple.

They are located in four different directions in Daqi, Dawuliang Buddhist Temple in the west, Sanqing Sect in the north, Tongxuan Sect in the south, and Wangtian Sect in the east.

Zhou An sat next to Qi Fugui and asked casually: "I don't seem to have seen anyone from the other three sects. Are they not participating in the Immortal Competition?"

When Qi Fugui heard what Zhou An said, he shook his head: "It seems that I didn't come this time. I have come before. It seems that the ones from Wangtian Sect are just juniors."

"Maybe it's to avoid suspicion. After all, it's time for us, Da Qi, to change generations. Thousands of years ago, the four major sects all made an agreement not to interfere with the succession of our Da Qi throne. They said it was for the sake of peace in the world."

The sky should be dark after dark, but Zhou An always felt that today was gloomier than before, as if there were thick black clouds pressing on it.

Zhou An subconsciously raised his head and looked to the south, sensing that something was not good. Then he felt the slight warmth emitting from the scabbard in his hand, and the moonlight was flowing on the surface.

"This is……"

A distress signal.

A distress signal from Yue Li.

…

In a small county town, it was pitch dark without any light, the streets were deserted, and Yue Li could not see anyone else.

Her goal was not here. She came here to chase a monster. After entering here, she discovered something strange. There was not a single person in the whole city, there was no sound, and it was completely silent.

"A great formation full of evil spirits, are all the people in the city dead?"

She frowned, walking on the street, she felt something bad. After taking two steps, she turned around and walked towards the city gate, wanting to leave here.

"Are you leaving now? This fairy."

Husky voice.

A thin figure wearing a hood and cloak appeared not far away on the street, and his face could not be seen clearly.

A pair of dull eyes appeared in the darkness, which reminded people of the eyes of a dead fish. They were lifeless and probably had a fishy smell, which made people frown.

"There is a saying that is very good, the way of heaven is reincarnation, people who are always on top cannot always stand on top, and ants cannot always be ants. The world will change and grow."

"Now that you are here, you are my source of blessing. We are destined to be together, and our fate is not shallow."

Yue Li snorted coldly, and the long sword flew out from behind, with colorful brilliance: "Fate? Is there such a thing as fate that you killed everyone in the city?"

She observed that the formation had just risen, which meant that the city was not like this not long ago.

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