Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 288: Northern Emperor Wang Teng, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me, Eastern Emperor Fang Qing?
Outside the Qishi Academy, Fang Qing was blocked by many people.

The leader is Xiao Mingzhi, the young genius of the Xiao family. In addition, there are some peerless geniuses from the Qishi Academy.

This genius of the Xiao family jumped up and down in the Academy of Strange Scholars, and actually won over quite a few people. They were all the best in their respective fields. Some of them had reached the level of the third transformation of a dragon, and there was even one who had reached the fifth transformation of a dragon.

It is already very terrifying for a Son of God-level being to reach this realm. You must know that every Son of God-level being can fight against those of higher levels and go against the superiors.

There are eighteen holy sons in total. That is a terrifying force. Even a peerless genius like Ji Haoyue, who has the Divine King Body of the Ji family, has to retreat.

Moreover, there are many half-step powerful people in the Xiao family here. They are fully prepared. If there is any accident, they can take action immediately and kill Fang Qing.

"Fang Qing, you're done! Today I'm going to kill you like a dog!"

The moment Xiao Mingzhi saw Fang Qing, an endless gloom appeared on his face. The last time, he was directly knocked away by Fang Qing's voice and rolled for many miles. He lost too much face, which made him almost unable to raise his head. If his family had not paid a large price for him to make friends with the disciples of the Qishi Academy, he would have been really ruined.

The last time was too tragic, but this time, he is back and will never let Fang Qing enter the Academy of Extraordinary Scholars alive.

"Are you here to kill me too? Make sure you have a good answer."

Fang Qing didn't look at Xiao Mingzhi much. After all, he was already a dead man in his eyes. He looked at the other dozen or so young geniuses at the Saint Son level and asked.

"Yes, I'm going to kill you. You're such a genius. If you keep growing like this, I won't be able to sleep."

A young man spoke. He was the Holy Son of Yin Yang Sect, the supreme sect in Zhongzhou. His cultivation had reached the level of the third transformation of a dragon. He had mastered the supreme skills of Yin Yang Sect. He could even attack and kill masters who had reached the seventh or eighth transformation of a dragon.

Moreover, he also possesses forbidden weapons, so he can try to kill even those who have reached the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation or are half a step away from becoming a powerful being.

"Don't say any more. If we dare to come today, we will kill you. Everyone rush over and kill him!"

Another young man spoke, his words were full of murderous intent, and he directly summoned a treasure and went to kill Fang Qing.

"I have given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. You are courting death."

Many valuable treasures attacked Fang Qing, but Fang Qing did not move at all. Above his head, a diagram of the infinite stars appeared. This diagram flowed freely among the starlight, piercing through the bodies of the saints one by one and killing their souls.

The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect had just sacrificed several of his magic weapons when he was killed by the infinite light above Fang Qing's head. There was still a look of surprise on his face, but it was too late.

His body was as fragile as paper in front of the infinite light, and the treasures he thought were strong and powerful enough to kill a half-step great power were not able to withstand Fang Qing's infinite light in the slightest.

The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect died instantly.

"what!"

A saint shook a purple jade bell and a purple phoenix flew out, but it was still useless.

Fang Qing used the Infinite Stars Diagram to launch the simplest attack, which pierced through the purple phoenix, and then pierced through the layers of defense of the Holy Son.

Nothing works.

No matter whether it is the precious armor you have refined or the life-saving talisman left by the supreme elder, it is nothing in front of Fang Qing.

Even the guardian lamp left behind by a saint-level being of a major sect is nothing but garbage in front of Fang Qing's infinite light.

Let your Holy Lord come!
I can kill you.

The Lord's magic lamp, your trump card? Trash!
"what!"

Another Holy Son watched helplessly as his trump card was easily pierced by the opponent, with horror on his face. A very terrifying thought emerged in his heart, that is, Fang Qing had been promoted to the Immortal Stage, an enemy that was unimaginable and could not be provoked. He begged for mercy and wished he could kneel down and be Fang Qing's dog, but it was too late.

His body was pierced, his face showed regret and fear, and then he died.

The eighteen saints, no matter they were from Yin Yang Sect or other sects, could not withstand the infinite light emitted by Fang Qing. Fang Qing did not need to use any fundamental seals now. He could use the Nine Slashes of the Demon Emperor that he had comprehended to kill the enemies one at a time.

"Ah, Fang Qing, you dare to kill me? Humph, you can't kill me, I'm going to kill you today!"

When more than a dozen saints were all killed by Fang Qing's ray of light, there was actually a child among them who survived.

He was a child of eight or nine years old. He had not yet grown into a teenager, but he had already reached the Dragon Transformation Realm. He seemed to be even more talented than Xia Jiuyou, who had reached the Four Extremes Realm at a young age.

This is the youngest genius in Qishi Mansion, named Wang Chong. He has a great background and is a peerless genius of the Wang family of Beiyuan.

When Fang Qing's infinite light passed, a chariot flew out in front of Wang Chong. It was three meters long, but it blocked Fang Qing's infinite light.

There was a real dragon engraved on the ancient chariot, and its entire body was black, carrying a terrifying murderous intent.

Wang Chong sat on the ancient chariot, with tremendous power bursting out from his body. A sinister look appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he was roaring, "Do you think you are the only one who has a chance encounter? Young Master, I was born to kill geniuses like you! All of you must fall at my hands, and die!"

Wang Chong came driving the ancient chariot, and his hands also formed terrifying seals. Like a real dragon, he actually let out a dragon roar that resounded through the sky. Eighteen green dragons actually appeared, looking extremely ferocious, and pounced towards Fang Qing.

The eighteen green dragons seemed to be made of steel, vigorous and powerful, with gleaming dragon scales, showing boundless power.

The eighteen green dragons, some stretched out their claws, some opened their bloody mouths, and some swung their tails, trying to sweep Fang away.

"The peerless genius of the Beiyuan Wang family has reached the fourth level of dragon transformation at such a young age! It's really terrifying!"

"At the age of nine, I reached the fourth stage of Dragon Transformation. At that time, I was only a cultivator at the Wheel Sea level."

"He is a man with great fortune. He fell into a dragon cave when he was young and gained great benefits. Some people also say that he ate a lot of dragon marrow. Rumor has it that he can live for at least 5,000 years. I really don't know what kind of adventure he had!"

“Although Wang Chong is a genius, his brother is even more talented. According to rumors, among the two great geniuses of Beiyuan, Wang Teng is invincible and many times more powerful than Wang Chong!”

"But Fang Qing is also very terrifying. Many people have regarded him as the best of the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland, above the Ji Family God King, Yaoguang Saint Son, and Zifu Saint Girl."

Some young geniuses arrived from afar, attracted by the battle here, and watched the battle from a distance. They did not even see the other dozen or so saints, because they were all killed by Fang Qing in an instant. When they arrived here, they saw Wang Chong fighting Fang Qing.

"Fang Qing, I don't care who you are, you are dead today, I will kill you nine times!"

Wang Chong shouted, and eighteen green dragons came to kill Fang Qing, trying to crush him to pieces. This was a supreme sacred technique, and had the same origin as the Human King Seal, Fantian Seal, and Baoshan Seal. When Wang Chong used it at this time, he could completely fight against opponents of higher levels. In Wang Chong's hands, it was enough to kill an ordinary master of the first level of the Immortal Stage.

But such a killer move was like a child's play in front of Fang Qing. "Get out of the car!"

Fang Qing stretched out his hand and crushed eighteen green dragons to death. He then slapped Wang Chong off the ancient chariot with his big hand.

The chariot that had previously blocked Fang Qing's infinite light was obviously of great origin. It was actually a king's chariot, refined by the peerless King of the Way of Slaying. It was far superior to weapons of the Saint Lord level, so it could withstand Fang Qing's attack.

But when Fang Qing used a little strength, even if he got a king-level chariot, it was of no use. Fang Qing directly knocked Wang Chong off the chariot.

Wang Chong still had to drive the king-level chariot. Fang Qing's soul moved, and the spiritual mark imprinted on it was directly erased by Fang Qing.

Wang Chong let out a scream, his mind was damaged and he almost fainted from the pain.

"Do you think that just because you have a king's divine weapon, you dare to act so presumptuous in front of me?"

Fang Qing took action and directly collected the king-level magic weapon. He froze Wang Chong casually, and with a flick of his big hand, he grabbed many treasures from Wang Chong's body.

First of all, there are three bottles of chalcedony, which are priceless. There are more than ten drops in each bottle. The color is golden, and it is obviously top quality.

In addition, there is a jade plaque engraved with a supreme sacred method, the True Dragon Seal, which is the supreme secret skill that Wang Chong just displayed.

With a random seal, eighteen real dragons can be summoned. The eighteen real dragons merge into one, which is indeed an unparalleled killing move. Ordinary cultivators who have reached the ninth level of dragon transformation cannot resist it. Ordinary supreme elders of ordinary holy lands may suffer a great loss.

Young geniuses really have more opportunities than many of the older generation.

The reason why some of the older generation were able to cultivate to the Dragon Transformation Realm and the Immortal Platform Realm was purely by spending time. They did not master many powerful Taoist methods. Some of them just slowly ascended, made some contributions over the long years, received some rewards, and finally reached a higher realm before they were about to die of old age.

Such an Elder Hualong, such a Supreme Elder of the Immortal Platform, could be completely knocked to the ground by a Four Extremes genius of a lower realm, a Hualong genius.

For example, the True Dragon Seal is a peerless sacred technique used by young geniuses to fight against opponents of higher levels. A fourth-transformation dragon can kill a ninth-transformation dragon!

Now Fang Qing has also obtained the True Dragon Seal.

In addition, Fang Qing also obtained several plants of medicinal king, which could increase his lifespan by hundreds of years.

As for things like dragon marrow, which contains fragments of laws, it is of great benefit to cultivators in the Dragon Transformation realm in their enlightenment, and can also prolong life. It is a rare treasure in the entire cultivation world and can be sold at a sky-high price.

"Fang Qing, if you have the guts to kill me, you won't live long either. My brother will definitely kill you and everyone around you!"

Wang Chong was so angry that he almost died. Seeing that all his treasures were obtained by Fang Qing, he was almost furious. However, he could not move at all at this time and could only speak harshly.

"I actually gave you a chance, didn't I? It was you who insisted on doing it. Now no one can save you."

Fang Qing shook his head, and a ray of starlight dropped from the infinite diagram of stars above his head, slashing towards Wang Chong to kill him.

However, he had a clear understanding in his heart that something unexpected would definitely happen at this time.

Sure enough, a door to the world appeared between Wang Chong’s eyebrows, emitting thousands of auspicious colors.

Another golden ancient chariot rushed out, with a tall figure standing on it, like a demon god.

"It's him, the ancient emperor Teng!"

"He is actually between Wang Chong's eyebrows!"

"My God, he really looks like a giant!"

Many saint-son-level beings in the Qishi Academy stood at a very far distance, with looks of astonishment on their faces.

At this moment, a golden ancient chariot flew out there, and a man appeared on it. He had flowing black hair and a face as sharp as a knife. His whole body was covered in golden light, and he seemed to be a great emperor.

Around him, there were nine real dragons, nine black tortoises, nine divine phoenixes, and nine white tigers, which transformed into four symbols and surrounded Wang Teng.

This young man really looked like a celestial emperor, with the four symbols of the starry sky as his guardians. He himself sat on a chariot, emitting thousands of rays of light and looking down on the world with great majesty.

“It’s really him!
All the saints changed color.

Wang Teng is a genius among Beiyuan's geniuses. He is known as the reincarnation of an ancient emperor. As early as when he was fifteen years old, he was already invincible among Beiyuan's younger generation. But now, several years have passed, and no one knows what level of cultivation he has reached.

Everyone said that he was simply a young emperor. His growth history was very similar to that of some ancient human emperors, even worse than that.

He was quite lucky. He came to the East Wilderness when he was a teenager. He obtained one of the Nine Secrets just by casually visiting and then returned to the North Plains.

He also mastered some ancient skills that even his family members could not obtain, but his strength was undoubtedly revealed. The aura he exuded from his body was also at the Immortal Stage level, and he was about to reach the second level of the Immortal Stage.

On this golden chariot, there are nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises. Wang Teng looks extremely terrifying and impressive, so impressive that many saints couldn't help but want to worship him when they saw him.

“Very cool.”

A smile appeared on Fang Qing's face, and his aura changed.

His aura was originally like a flowing cloud and a breeze between heaven and earth, and it seemed that there was no sharp aura at all. But at this moment, gods appeared in the acupoints everywhere in his body, and each god burst out with an aura that could destroy the world.

In the hands of each of those gods, there appeared divine artifacts, emitting a power that shook the heavens.

Endless light enveloped the void, and Fang Qing's body was almost invisible, but endless aura of the gods rose into the sky. It was a taste of dominating the heavens and commanding the world.

At this moment, Fang Qing revealed his Dharma image. He was the king of the heavens, the god of gods, and the supreme being in heaven.

The so-called nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine-headed white tigers, and nine black tortoises were like thirty-six insects in front of Fang Qing, much shorter than Fang Qing.

“Fuck, this is…”

"Eastern Emperor!"

The above two pictures have been modified. They are indeed unreasonable. I just took the Taihuang Sutra. There is no need to keep it!

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