Chapter 671: The End

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The dazzling light spread from the ancient square, instantly spreading within a thousand feet, and an indescribable strong and strange wave swept across, forcing everyone to retreat at a high speed!

Wang Jie used the Yuhong Sword to cover himself, but he continued to retreat, because the momentum spreading from Ximen Zun was too amazing, even if he had the Yuhong Sword, he could not resist it.

Ye Wuque paused, although he didn't know why the Tianlian Demon Spear suddenly appeared in front of Ximen Zun and saved his life, but it was obviously a good thing!

Fang He had dragged Tie Youxia aside before, and even opened his mouth and threw a Huitian Pill into it.

In addition, the disciples of the Cangjian Tomb and the people of the Qingming Three Sects who were fighting fiercely were also forced to retreat at this moment, because the surging waves were too amazing, and they had to retreat!

Yu Jiaoxue and Feng Caichen also retreated, but they had no time to be distracted, because the Tianlan puppet was always chasing them.

On the top of the imperial palace, Ji Qingque stared at the center of the light, with a strong sense of shock, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness flashing in his eyes!

Buzz!

After a few breaths, the brilliant light suddenly disappeared, and a tall figure appeared, it was Ximen Zun!

At this moment, Ximen Zun stood tall, with a surging sense of sharpness and fierceness that he had never had before, accompanied by a sense of weirdness, and in his right hand, he was holding the Tianlian Demon God Spear!

With the golden spear in hand, Ximen Zun's eyes were slightly closed at this moment, and a strange expression appeared on his resolute face.

It seemed that he was reminiscing, and it seemed that he was sighing, which was extremely complicated and inexplicable.

"Haha, this kid is lucky. He actually encountered the legacy of his ancestors. It seems that he is the descendant of the blood of the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon."

Just when Ye Wuque felt doubtful, Kong's voice slowly sounded in his heart.

"Ancestors' legacy? Bloodline descendants? Kong, you mean..."

Although Kong only said one sentence, the words contained a lot of information, which made Ye Wuque's thoughts churn.

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon should be a high-ranking figure in the former Tianlan Zhenzong, perhaps one of the four elders or the sect master. Before the fall of Tianlan Zhenzong, this top-grade spiritual weapon was stored here, leaving the power of blood sealed inside. Unless it is a descendant of his bloodline, no one can own this top-grade spiritual weapon."

"And the ancient square where you are standing now has an inscription engraved on it. It has a powerful force that can keep the square from being destroyed. It is also to wait for the descendants of the bloodline of the original owner of this top-grade spiritual weapon to come. The blood of that kid just dripped into the square, triggering the inscription and also the top-grade spiritual weapon."

Speaking of this, Kong paused before continuing: "In fact, the Emperor Mountain can appear in the world, if nothing unexpected happens, it is also because of that kid. He must have touched a certain mechanism before that made the Emperor Mountain see the light of day again."

Ye Wuque's expression kept changing, and finally he showed a trace of emotion.

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"It seems that Senior Brother Ximen is really extraordinary. This Tianlan Zhenzong site is a chance for him!"

Under Kong's guidance, Ye Wuque finally figured it all out.

He also knew why Ji Qingque failed to refine it before, because the Tianlian Demon God Spear already had a master, and it was not something he could refine.

In the distance, Ximen Zun stood with a spear in his hand, and his mind was still reverberating with everything that happened when he held the Tianlian Demon God Spear!

At that moment, an old voice echoed in Ximen Zun's mind!

"I am Ximen Jinglei, one of the four great elders of Tianlan Zhenzong. I left my weapon, the Tianlian Demon God Spear, here and set a blood seal for Only my descendants can open my bloodline, which can be regarded as a little gift from me to my descendants..."

This voice shocked Ximen Zun. He was from the Ximen family in Zhongzhou. The family was not big or small, but it was also a powerful family. When he was young, he had seen the tablets in his ancestral hall, but he had never seen the name Ximen Jinglei.

Obviously, there was a little-known story about the ancestor of the Ximen family in the past.

But no matter what, he was able to get this top-grade spiritual weapon, proving that he was indeed the descendant of Ximen Jinglei and was connected by blood.

Suppress the emotion in his heart , Ximen Zun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the golden spear in his hand, his deep eyes slowly flashed, and whispered.

"Everything here should end..."

When these words came out, all the disciples of the three Qingming sects changed their faces!

Only Ximen Zun himself knew how terrible the power he had at the moment. The Tianlian Demon God Spear, as a top-grade spiritual weapon, had become his weapon at this moment. Although it was only initially refined successfully, the power that could be mobilized was amazing!

Swish!

Ximen Zun suddenly moved, and the golden spear in his hand was directed towards the distant Yu Jiao who was entangled The Tianlan puppet of Xue stabbed from a distance!

The next time, a hundred-foot silver spear light appeared out of nowhere, sweeping across the eight directions like a lotus, with terrifying waves shaking the earth, and rushed straight to the Tianlan puppet!

With a click, the Tianlan puppet was covered by the hundred-foot spear light and immediately shattered into dust all over the ground!

With one shot, a Tianlan puppet comparable to the late stage of the spirit realm was completely shattered!

Then Ximen Zun did the same thing, and another shot blasted another pair of dust from another Tianlan puppet that was fighting with Feng Caichen!

After this scene happened, the world became silent.

All the disciples of the three Qingming sects had earth-colored faces, and their eyes looked at Ximen Zun with a trace of uncontrollable terror!

How to fight this?

Ximen Zun has obtained the Heavenly Lotus Demon Spear, which has extremely overwhelming power, and the outcome is already clear.

On the top of the imperial palace, Ji Qingque's veins were bulging all over her body at this moment. She was staring at Ximen Zun with extreme and resentment in her eyes, but in the end it turned into a hint of fear!

"No! I can't stay here, otherwise I will die! I must escape! Then I will try to figure it out slowly. I don't believe that this world can always be isolated from the outside world. As long as I hold on, the Lord Mei Xing will definitely be able to open this place and save the world. I am going out!"

At this moment, Ji Qingque was finally scared and wanted to run away!

However, he can no longer escape!

Because Ye Wuque had turned around at this moment, activated the Dragon Soaring Technique, and rushed towards the imperial palace again!

"We have been fighting for so long, senior brother Ximen, it's time for everything to end."

Ye Wuque's voice spread and reached Ximen Zun's ears. With a flick of the golden spear in his hand, space cracks burst out in the void, as if he could not bear this terrible power.

Ximen Zun knew that Yu Jiaoxue and Feng Caichen had completely withdrawn at this moment, and were brazenly killing the three disciples of Qingming Sect who were fighting fiercely with the nine people from the Hidden Sword Tomb!

With the addition of these two masters with extremely terrifying combat power, combined with the sword formation in the Hidden Sword Tomb, one can imagine the fate of the disciples of the three Qingming sects!

As for Ji Qingque... Ximen Zun smiled slightly. Since Ye Wuque has gone, Ji Qingque has no way to survive.

As for Ximen Zun himself, his deep eyes looked at Wang Jie standing in the distance holding a sword, and murderous intent slowly emerged!

"Wang Jie...suffer death!"

With just these four faint words, Ximen Zun was moved!

Wang Jie was already in a state of confusion at this moment. She didn't expect that things would develop like this. Ximen Zun came with a gun, and the boiling murderous intent was like a wave. She couldn't escape even if she wanted to!

Only with a battle, maybe we can still earn a chance of survival!

Wang Jie swung the Yuhong Sword in his hand, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, and struck Ximen Zun with one sword!

If it were before this, Wang Jie's sword would have been infinitely powerful, and the power of the low-grade spiritual weapon would have allowed her to sweep through all the monks of the same level.

But at this moment, in Ximen Zun’s eyes, it is so ridiculous!

Uh-huh!

With a shake of his right hand, the Heavenly Lotus Demonic Divine Spear suddenly burst out with bright light in the hands of Ximen Zun. The one-foot-long spear struck the void like a golden divine dragon. The silver lotus spearhead emitted a bit of cold light, and there was an indescribable strangeness. The beauty is in it!

The next moment, Yuhong Sword and Tianlian Demon Divine Spear were in close combat!

Ding dong!

After hearing a sonorous clash, half of the crystal-clear sword flew across the void and landed on the ground!

Wang Jie's delicate body suddenly began to tremble rapidly. Her right hand was holding the hilt of the Yuhong Sword that had been destroyed by the Tianlian Demon Spear, but her right hand was firmly holding the golden gun body that had passed through her heart!

The delicate and beautiful face became a little ferocious at this moment, and blood kept bleeding from the corners of her mouth. Something seemed to be flashing in Wang Jie's cool and cold eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but she never had the chance.

laugh!

Ximen Zun withdrew the Heavenly Lotus Demon Spear, and Wang Jie immediately fell to the ground, blood flowing freely. After a few breaths, he stopped moving and turned into a beautiful dead corpse.

On the top of the imperial palace, Ji Qingque's face became extremely ugly, because he found that he had no way to retreat!

Ye Wuque appeared dozens of feet away from him, with murderous intent surging in his bright eyes, and his energy locked firmly on him!

"Ye Wuque! You dare to kill me? Who are you? Are you worthy of killing me? As long as you dare to touch me, Qingming Palace will crush you to ashes, and my master will never let you go!"

Knowing that the situation was over and death was imminent, Ji Qingque finally began to scream crazily!

"Your master? Are you saying you are Jun Shanlie?"

Standing tall, Ye Wuque slowly spoke after hearing Ji Qingque's words.

Those dazzling eyes instantly became as cold as ten-thousand-year-old black ice!

"Yes! It's the Son of God, Jun Shanlie! Ye Wuque, you'd better be wise and let me go, otherwise my master..."

"Shut up! Jun Shanlie actually accepted a disciple like you. I feel so sad for him. It seems that his eyes were indeed damaged by me in that battle. He can't recognize people and accepts trash."

Ye Wuque's words interrupted Ji Qingque's shouting. When they reached his ears, Ji Qingque's expression immediately changed!

Then Ji Qingque stared at Ye Wuque, as if he remembered something!

As Jun Shanlie's disciple, he knows some of the deeds spread in Qingming Palace, some of which are true and some of which are false.

But there is one thing that Ji Qingque knows to be absolutely true regarding Jun Shanlie!

His master once had a battle with a monk of the same age in Dongtu ten years ago, but he was completely defeated. His mind and will were almost shaken and lost, and he was almost beaten to death on the spot!

This became the only stain in Jun Shanlie's life.

No one in Qingming Palace dared to mention this matter, but Ji Qingque knew about it.

"Ye Wuque...Ye Wuque...Ye...Ye...Dongtu...you...it's you!"

After repeatedly murmuring Ye Wuque's name, Ji Qingque's whole body trembled. He finally understood why Junshan Lie would never forget Ye Wuque!

It turns out that Ye Wuque is the same person back then!

The next moment, Ji Qingque looked at Ye Wuque with an indescribable fear in his eyes!

However, what greeted Ji Qingque's terrified eyes was a dazzling giant fist galloping in all directions!

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