Invincible Starts From God-level Plunder

Under the chaos of war, most of the Ziji Guardian Sect formation had been destroyed.

Such a huge Purple Extreme Sect was filled with a strong smell of blood, and when you closed your eyes, you could hear the screams of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the groans of falling in a pool of blood waiting for death.

The battle strength of Zijizong is constantly being defeated.

The beautiful mountains and rivers turned into Shura Hell in just a few hours.

As the suzerain, Zi Mengyan felt heartbroken for all these tragic scenes.

At the beginning, her master was forced to commit suicide by the royal family of Qingming Kingdom in exchange for nearly twenty years of peace in Ziji Sect. The entire Ziji sect was also handed over to her by her master before his death, so that she could protect the foundation created by the patriarch.

She originally thought that after receiving the inheritance from the Ice Phoenix Venerable in the Azure Dragon Cave, she could fulfill her master's will. It's just that she thinks everything is too simple.

Among the royal army, there are only four kings.

Qingdi, Wanzhenke, Tianfuxian, Baiwang.

Among them, Bai Wang led Bai Linwei, rushed to the forefront of the army, wandered in the maze-like formation of Ziji Protectorate, unfolded the life-seeking impermanence martial soul, and turned into a messenger of soul-hunting and life-seeking.

Wherever he went, there were wailing everywhere, and countless casualties.

Although Qingdi was targeted by Ziji's guardian formation at the beginning and fell into a psychedelic formation, he got help from thousands of formations and broke through the formation.

Afterwards, the pressure of the three Martial Kings fell on Zi Mengyan alone.

As the Ziji Sect Master, she has the Ziji Token, which is the key and control of the Ziji Protectorate Formation. With the help of the entire formation, she was able to deal with the three great martial kings.

However, Emperor Qing is the strongest in the domain, and his strength is already stronger than Zimengyan. Coupled with the help of the strongest spiritual formation master and the strongest spiritual talisman master in the domain, the spiritual formation and spiritual talisman are means that can be used in actual combat. With this combination, Zimengyan has reached her limit today.

The Ziyuan Ice Phoenix Martial Soul was pierced by Qingdi's Qingming Sword Martial Soul, and the Second Soul was also trapped in a spirit array composed of hundreds of talismans.

Zi Mengyan clenched her teeth tightly, her complexion was pale, and a pair of beautiful eyes revealed a powerless expression.

The ferociousness of the Qing Emperor, the cruelty of the war, and the tragic image of the Ziji Sect, everything can be seen in a panoramic view.

Although everything that happened today was expected, it was still difficult to accept when it really came.

"Zimengyan, what are you still hesitating about? For every breath of time, countless innocent people of the Ziji Sect will die. They didn't have to die, but they ended up in this situation all because of your selfishness. "

"The peace of the Ziji Sect was bought by your master in exchange for death. As the suzerain, you should learn to cherish it. But if you didn't do this, you went out of line. If you do something out of the way, you will have to pay a heavy price!"

"Of course, you can choose to escape. After all, as Gu Yuntian's woman, you must have some means of escape. But if you leave, the entire Purple Extreme Sect will die for you!"

"Only your death can save all this!"

Qingdi's words were like a sharp knife, trying to pierce Zimengyan's defense.

There is nothing more vicious than this.

"As long as I cut myself off, you will let all the people from the Purple Extreme Sect go, right?"

Zi Mengyan pondered for a moment, then slowly raised her head, with a trace of struggle in her eyes.

"That's natural. I am the king of a country. If I say what I say, I will naturally do what I say."

The corner of Qingdi's mouth rose, and a sneer appeared.

"Then... tell them to stop first!"

Zimeng Yan said.

"Zimengyan, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me!"

Emperor Qing said coldly.

He glanced at Wan Zhenke beside him, and the two looked at each other. Wan Zhenke nodded secretly, and then carefully took out a strange-looking dagger from the Qiankun bag.

This short sword is less than two feet long, and the two ends of the blade are not straight blades, but sharp sawtooth. The whole body is pitch black, and there are complex lines running on the sword body, each line glowing with faint blue light, resembling the shape of a dragon and snake.

At first glance, this is not a weapon, but more like a ferocious poisonous snake.

Seeing this sword, Qingdi sneered, flicked his sleeves, and a thick spiritual force rolled the dagger, and thrust it obliquely in front of Zimengyan.

"Use this sword and apologize."

Qing Emperor said.

At this moment, Zi Mengyan was seriously injured and completely lost the ability to resist.

Obeying the Qing Emperor's words was the only thing she could do.

"Tianyi, don't blame mother, if I do this, I may be able to preserve part of the Ziji sect's combat power for you. This is... the only thing mother can do now."

Zimengyan felt desolate, and slowly grasped the ferocious broken sword.

The hilt feels cold to the touch.

Even though she herself possessed the powerful ice-attribute top-grade animal spirit of Ziyuan Ice Phoenix, when holding the sword, she still couldn't bear the cold aura from the sword.

There must be something strange about this sword.

It's just that she no longer has the ability to resist.

"Qingdi, I hope you... keep your word, otherwise, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Zi Mengyan's eyes were full of determination.

But at this moment, a sudden change happened.

A gray sword energy, as if condensed out of thin air, swung away the short sword in Zi Mengyan's hand.

Immediately, the surrounding swords were surging, and a black-clothed figure stepped into the air, appearing in front of Zimengyan like a straight long sword.

This person has a handsome face and long flowing hair. Behind him was a majestic gray sword Wuhun. Although it was not good in appearance, it exuded a terrifying sword force.

Compared with Qingdi's Qingming Sword Wuhun, although it is the same sword Wuhun, its level is definitely higher than Qingmingjian.

The person who came was none other than Li Qijian, an apprentice of Master Qingfeng!

It's just that his current cultivation base and combat power have far surpassed Qingfeng Tianshi.

As soon as Li Qijian appeared, he knelt down in front of Zimengyan with a plop, and said with a frown: "The suzerain is the pillar of the sect, and you must not have the idea of ​​committing suicide. will not perish!"

"Li Qijian, why are you here? Didn't I ask Celestial Master Qingfeng to take you out of the sect and go to the Nebula Sect?"

Seeing him, Zi Mengyan frowned slightly, quite displeased.

"The sect was besieged, and the master was killed. How could I, Li Qijian, just walk away. Sovereign Master, my disciples are not talented. Today, I wish each of you a sword to protect you!"

Li Qijian got up and turned to Qingdi and the others. With a shock, the gray sword martial spirit soared into the sky, turned into the size of an ordinary sword, and fell into Li Qijian's hands.

With a swing of the sword, a familiar sword intent condensed from the Gray Sword Martial Soul.

It is the killing intent of heaven!

Seeing this scene, Emperor Qing couldn't help being taken aback, the shock that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"This sword technique...is actually my Jiang clan's God Slaying Sword Art. How can you control it?"

Emperor Qing was shocked.

Li Qijian not only learned, but also mastered the essence of this sword. His comprehension of this sword is far above that of Qing Emperor.

"Hmph, what is the God Slaying Sword Art, this is the Heavenly Dao Slashing God Sword, one of the six god-killing swords created by my ancestors."

"I am the descendant of Sword Demon, Li Qijian!"

Before the cold voice fell, the sword energy surged, and the sword momentum took shape!