Feeling the purple gold magic power furnace absorbing the powerful essence and blood of the four martial saints, and the progress of refining the Tiangang Jingyuan Pill sprinted to 99% in one go, Shi Tianlun was extremely excited, but then, the refining progress suddenly paused and stuck at the moment when he was about to become a pill.

"How could this happen!"

Just when Shi Tianlun was puzzled, he received a feedback message from the purple gold magic power furnace...

"You need a strong man in the peak martial saint realm as the introductory? Humph!"

From the purple-gold fortress, a peerless elixir embryo sprouted from the purple-gold fortress, but lacked the feeling of life. Shi Tianlun understood that this information was true and true.

"I knew it, when I was forcing the strong victory over Veronica, the half-step martial god in the Yali Empire, I saved her life first!"

As soon as he thought of this, Shi Tianlun suddenly felt upset and had the urge to kill.

Suddenly, when he thought of Ma Xingkong's strength, he couldn't help but see a wolf-green light in his eyes.

"It just so happens that the new and old hatreds will be calculated together. Now we will return to Beijing to oppress Tang Qing to abdicate, and then capture Ma Xingkong alive to refine the Tiangang Jingyuan Pill!"

Shi Tianlun was already seized by the huge devil who broke through to become a martial god at this time. He did not consider the turmoil his actions would bring to the world. He just took relative measures immediately after a moment of thought.

...

In the city of Tianjing, the Supreme Courtyard.

Ma Xingkong was sitting upright in a posture of facing the sky, his face was as bright as jade, with a faint luster, without any flaws or trauma. He was extremely tough and could not be hurt by a sword.

This is the effect of his true energy running through the entire body after his cultivation level is achieved, nourishing and tempering every inch of his body.

His eyes were closed and motionless. Because the true energy was full and complete, a layer of air shield was automatically formed around his body, so the feather could not be added, but a thin layer of dust fell around him.

These days, Ma Xingkong has been devoted to refining the lock-shaped innate talisman. Because of his notification, no one dared to approach the Supreme Enjoyment Hall.

After crushing a piece of flame crystal stone into the Nanwu's Flame Talisman, a dark purple flame roared out with Ma Xingkong's thoughts, like a purple vortex, surrounding the lock-shaped Talisman and refining it.

"This lock-type innate talisman is worthy of being the same as the Dragon of Extreme Dao. I have the flame of the Southern Witch, and with the help of the Wish Coin, it took me five months to penetrate and refine it. If it were the other third-level high-level or even the peak, it would probably take at least five or six years to barely achieve the same level as me, and I can only roughly exert 50% of its power. It is basically not very effective when fighting."

Ma Xingkong uses two uses to distract the spirit. While tempering the lock-shaped innate talisman, he also thinks about his principles.

"Although I haven't left home these days, I can grasp the general trend of the world through looking at the energy. Although the war spirits representing Shi Tianlun's red evil spirits impacted the fortune of Daqian like a small boat in the sea and a candle in the wind, I'm afraid Shi Tianlun will take action with him."

"So I must speed up the refining and completely refine the locked innate talisman as soon as possible!"

A divine light flashed in Ma Xingkong's eyes, and several pure and transparent flame crystals around him suddenly burst out, turning into several red flames and flowing into his body along his pores. They were directly absorbed and refined by him to activate the flame of the Southern Wu.

The sacrifice and refining of innate talismans is not like practicing. The more you go, the more difficult it becomes. Instead, it will become easier because you have already figured out its meridians. Therefore, Ma Xingkong has great confidence in refining the lock-type talismans before Shi Tianlun came.

In his lower dantian, a talisman like a copper lock flashed with a faint red light. On his body, millions of violent fires flowed and smuggled, constantly penetrated into it, penetrating its veins bit by bit, making this lock-shaped talisman more in line with Ma Xingkong's body.

The purple flame lingers and repetitions, the copper lock's red light flashes, and Ma Xingkong is like an art master, repeatedly tempering and evolving along the veins of the copper lock.

...

"It's done!"

He clearly felt the composition and veins of the lock-type innate talisman clerk, and Ma Xingkong was extremely excited because with this lock-type talisman clerk and the Tianyuan Sword, he encountered a fourth-level powerful man. He fought and had the power to escape and would not be completely crushed to death.

"So, this lock-shaped innate talisman is called a cage?"

Ma Xingkong blinked and let his excitement wander around every cell in his body. He felt that even without this cage talisman, he could deduce many powerful locking aura techniques based on his familiarity with his structure.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, you can naturally see further.

"Now I am just a complete refining of this cage. I am not fully familiar with its characteristics. I can only exert 80% of its power in battle. If I want to exert more power in the cage, I must have a more thorough understanding of its attributes."

"But 80% of the power of the cage is enough to suppress most powerful people below level 4!"

Although combat effectiveness cannot be directly linked to cultivation, such great progress still makes Ma Xingkong feel comfortable and his confidence in going home is even stronger.

Suddenly, Ma Xingkong felt a change in his energy, and his upper dantian trembled suddenly. Eight silver-gray silk threads rendered his eyes, allowing his eyes to pass through the shackles of the doorman, and directly looked down at the earth and observed his luck like God.

In the world of Daqian, luck is numerous and countless, but the two of the biggest changes are shocking.

I saw that the purple fortune representing the Daqian royal family was in turmoil, like a candle in the wind, swept by a red storm, and there was danger of destruction at all times.

"Shi Tianlun actually sent troops here? And judging by this, he seemed to have led his troops into the outside of Tianjing! This guy was called Duke Zhenguo and actually took the initiative to rebel!"

The divine light condensed in Ma Xingkong's eyes, and he lightly stepped and left the house in an instant.

Tianjing City, above the towering city wall.

"Your Majesty, I will go to the Supreme Envoy now, maybe there will be a turning point!"

Looking at the dense rebels below, Shi Changsheng, who was always as powerful as a first-rate martial saint, couldn't help but feel a little numb.

"The Wu family says that the autumn wind is awake before it moves, and the Taoist says that the misfortune and good fortune are all known at any time. It is important to know that all powerful people have the ability to know first. I believe that Ma Xingkong also has some perceptions of this war. If he doesn't come out now, he must have been in seclusion and practiced to a critical moment. If he disturbs him now, he may even make him in a devil, and it will not be worth the loss."

Tang Qing looked down indifferently, and Yun Danfeng gently rejected Shi Changsheng's proposal.

Whoosh!

A powerful crossbow arrow instantly broke through the shackles of space, and flew directly to Tang Qing like a black rainbow, as if he was going to tear him apart.

But at this moment, the emperor, who never showed any sign of mountains and rivers, showed strong fighting qualities. He just stretched out his palm and whipped it and deviated the crossbow arrow from its original trajectory.

boom!

The crossbow arrows were like cannons, directly blowing a hole as big as a bowl, splashing stone chips everywhere.

"Three-star crossbow! This is a crossbow that requires three first-grade Wuzong-level strong men to take action at the same time! Unexpectedly, Shi Tianlun even called out this!"

Shi Changsheng's hatred for his biological father was so hard to cleanse. He looked at the power of the crossbow arrow and gritted his teeth.

But immediately, he realized the significance of this attack:

"Your Majesty! Shi Tianlun is extremely powerful. Wang Yi and Hong Shen are not even qualified to take action, so they are suppressed by him. As long as the strong men in my army exert their strength above Wuzong, they will be killed alone. Without the blessing of high-end combat power, our morale has fallen again and again. Now it is the most dangerous time! Shi Tianlun is not good at taking action himself, but as long as you are 'mistaked by a 'ricochet', everything is over!"

Hearing his words, Tang Qing's eyes drooped slightly, and he pointed out his fingers at the soldiers standing among the fortifications of the city wall, saying, "It's not that I am stubborn, but that I... cannot retreat!"

Following Tang Qing's fingers, Shi Changsheng immediately understood what he meant.

Nothing! Morale!

Although Shi Tianlun was cruel, he was strict in his military administration and the rebels he led were extremely powerful in combat. He came from the border all the way and the city he encountered was invincible and attacked. His momentum was like a rainbow and swept.

On the contrary, the army of big fighters was exhausted from defense. The strong ones on their own were either killed or captured alive. As long as the more outstanding masters were killed alone, they would have been killed alone. How could there be any morale? It can be said that if Tang Qingyu had not arrived in person, the army would have dispersed long ago.

"But if the other party mobilizes the Nine-Star Crossbow, even if your Majesty is a second-grade Martial Saint, you will..."

Just as I said this, a thick crossbow arrow like a siege pillar broke through the sky, targeting... Tang Qing!

At this moment, Shi Changsheng wanted to give his crow a slap.

But there has never been any regrets in this world. The crossbow arrows emitted by the Nine-Star Crossbow cannon that could kill the Martial Saint would not move with Shi Changsheng's will, and they would attack Tang Qing unswervingly.

The cannon crossbow is like light, and its power is almost equal to the random attack of the Great Martial Saint. If Wang Yi and others are there, it can still block Tang Qing. But now, the two powerful Martial Saints who defected to the big fight have all been suppressed by Shi Tianlun, and no strong man can come at all. It seems that Tang Qing's death is a foregone conclusion.

But Tang Qing himself looked very calm when he looked at the thick crossbow arrow like a pillar. The past was floating in front of him like smoke, but in the end he was still frozen in the scene of his childhood - a child in a yellow robe promised to the old man in a yellow robe...

"I want to revive the might of Dagan, command millions of troops, travel around the world, establish eternal achievements, and create peace for all eternity!"

"I... still don't want to..."

Facing the mighty crossbow, Tang Qing opened his eyes angrily, trying to stretch out his hands to stop the coming of death...
Chapter completed!