The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

It is absolutely impossible to absorb divine power and decompose it for one's own use.

It is also more difficult to advance in the technique.

Time keeps passing.

As the sky was about to brighten, the thumb-sized source stone turned into powder.

Li Qingyue stood up, all the injuries on her body had recovered, and she had endless energy.

With a light wave of one hand, there was a sound of breaking through the air, which was a display of tremendous strength of thousands of pounds.

If I were to kill the scarred man again at this moment, I'm afraid just one strike would be enough.

In close combat, the one with greater strength often has the advantage.

"It's time to deal with those bandits!"

Li Qingyue's face was cold. He slowly took out the ghost mask from his arms, stroked it for a while, then put it on his face and pushed open the door.

The blood-stained figure holding a dagger left a faint afterimage in the dimly lit village.

When she showed up again, there was no one left alive in the entire village.

The coarse cloth she was wearing had already been stained with blood, which kept dripping.

"Grandpa, I've avenged Shicun!"

Li Qingyue's pupils turned slightly red, she clenched the dagger and whispered softly.

There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

If possible, she no longer wants to avenge others. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Walking in the morning mist, leaving behind bloody footprints, he walked out of the village.

"what?"

Suddenly, a light exclamation sounded from the air.

The next moment, a young man in a white robe fell from the void with flowing light.

"They're all dead!"

"Killed by her?"

Sensing the dead silence in the village, the visitor turned his gaze towards Li Qingyue.

This was a young girl, covered in blood, with a cold expression and blood clotted on her face.

At first glance, it looks like a bloody demon.

But those clear pupils seemed to be holding back tears.

There was an indescribable bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

It should be a mixture of joy and emptiness at the time of revenge.

It gives people a very contradictory feeling, like crying but not crying, like laughing but not laughing.

Just one glance was enough to make the visitor pause.

For a moment, I didn't know how to start.

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Chapter 9 They're all gone

"A cultivator from the Life Spring Realm!"

"No! At least the Life Spring Realm, or even stronger!"

Li Qingyue's heart was shaken, and her whole body suddenly tensed up when she thought of the scripture and the source stone fragments.

The dagger in his hand was clenched tightly, as if he would swing it at any time.

There is a hint of determination in the clear pupils.

There are four realms in the Wheel Sea: the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the Fountain of Life, the Divine Bridge, and the Other Shore.

Once you reach the Life Spring realm, you can fly.

Although the young man in white in front of her had a calm expression and a graceful demeanor, she had no idea whether he was an enemy or a friend.

Especially in this small village, there are valuable items such as Taoist scriptures and Originium fragments.

She dared not relax at all.

The strength of the man in white in front of him was definitely not comparable to that of the scarred man who had just entered the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

If he attacked her, she wouldn't even be able to resist.

"She's on guard against me!"

"No! She's not on guard against me, she wants to... commit suicide at any time!"

Seeing this scene, the young man in white was slightly shocked, and quickly said apologetically: "Sorry, I disturbed the girl!"

"I am Yang Wuzheng, a disciple of the Nine Saints Sect. I traveled here and saw many mountain villages being massacred. I came here to eliminate this evil for the people."

"Don't worry girl!"

As he spoke, Yang Wuzheng looked at the blood-stained clothes on the girl, flipped his hand, and a set of white clothes appeared on his palm. He then said, "I will use this dress to express my apology."

Hearing Yang Wuzheng's words, Li Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, but did not let down her guard.

In the past, everyone was equal, but human hearts were still unpredictable.

What’s more, this is a world where the strong are respected and killing and chaos are rampant.

She looked at the white dress. The dress was very clean and white, and even had a soft glow.

Obviously it is not an ordinary item.

But she didn't have much emotion in her heart. She shook her head slightly and said in a cold and indifferent voice, "No, thank you!"

After saying this, Li Qingyue didn't stay any longer and turned around and left.

It seems that the farther away you are, the safer you feel.

Yang Wuzheng didn't force it, his expression remained calm and his eyes were naturally peaceful.

But in my mind, the expression that seemed like crying but not crying, and smiling but not smiling kept appearing.

A mixture of sadness and joy makes people feel indescribable heartache.

"Another person who is persecuted in this chaotic world!"

"The Feathered Divine Dynasty!"

Yang Wuzheng sighed in his heart, he knew very well the source of the chaos.

The movement of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty was so huge and unconcealed that no one in the entire Zhongzhou could stop it.

Then, he raised his arm slightly and waved his sleeves towards the nearby village, and divine light burst out.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled slightly.

At that moment, the rising sun in the sky suddenly dimmed.

It was as if at that moment, all the sunlight was absorbed.

"boom!"

A gust of wind blew, and the houses in the mountain village suddenly caught fire.

In just a blink of an eye, the entire village disappeared in the flames, along with the corpses.

After doing all this, Yang Wuzheng raised his feet and was about to leave, but he saw the girl outside the village stopped where she was.

Seems helpless.

Li Qingyue looked around blankly.

A mountain forest, I have no idea where I am.

"Where is Ishimura?"

Li Qingyue stopped and tried her best to look for it, but for a moment she didn't know where to go.

Even the direction cannot be determined.

"Is the girl in trouble?"

Yang Wuzheng spoke at the right time, his voice still gentle.

Li Qingyue was silent for a moment, then said, "I want to go back to Shi Village!"

She didn't want those people who were kind to her to be left dead in the wilderness.

Burying him in peace is the last thing she can do for Shicun now.

The man in white in front of him seemed to have no ill intentions.

"Ishimura?"

Yang Wuzheng frowned slightly and said calmly: "Miss, do you still remember the direction? Perhaps I can help you."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyue glanced at Yang Wuzheng and shook her head slightly.

If I knew the direction, would I still need you?

Yang Wuzheng pondered for a moment and asked again, "Do you remember the topography of Shi Village?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, divine light shone around him, and he lifted Li Qingyue's body and instantly flew into the air.

Feeling the changes around her and the void beneath her feet, Li Qingyue trembled slightly and almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, the divine light around Yang Wuzheng burst out again, like a soft palm, gently supporting Li Qingyue.

But still no one came closer.