The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

If we say that the sacred spring in the Bronze Immortal Palace is the supreme life-extending elixir for the Supreme, Ancient Emperor, and Great Emperor who have already taken the elixir of immortality.

The same goes for the temptation of the elixir of immortality to those who are nearing the end of their lifespan.

"It's just... it's useless to me!"

Li Qingyue's consciousness slowly calmed down. She no longer paid attention to the outside world, but focused on practicing her skills and studying ancient and immortal formations.

She is not even thirty years old yet, but she has already entered the realm of killing.

As long as you push the remaining secret methods to the extreme and once they are in harmony with the Tao, you will become a saint.

Have a lifespan of thousands of years.

Especially the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, which can devour the origin and the laws.

It is even more powerful than the Supreme Being in the Forbidden Zone of Life who devours the life aura of all living beings in the heavens.

Her life span is beyond imagination.

Even without the elixir of immortality, she could live longer than an ordinary emperor.

However, this time, when Li Qingyue's consciousness fell silent, she also left a trace of divine thought in Ling Muxi's heart.

Tell her that she is fine, she is just practicing, and she will wake up naturally when her practice is complete, so there is no need to worry and no treatment is needed.

This made Ling Muxi feel at ease.

But even so, Ling Muxi would still go to the secret room where Li Qingyue was every few days to check on her condition.

If Ling Muxi in front of her wasn't a woman, Li Qingyue would almost think that she had some weird thoughts about her.

Quiet days flow like water.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qingyue had already practiced in this mountain village for a year.

During this year, the outside world has undergone tremendous changes.

Especially in the Qinling Mountains in Zhongzhou, there are often dragon roars that shake the sky, sacred mountains that tremble, and endless fairy lights that shine in the world.

Some dormant strong men emerged one after another.

All the powerful people from Zhongzhou's various schools of thought, Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and other holy places in Zhongzhou have been born.

Even the Killer Divine Dynasty, countless families in Beiyuan, and even a demon lord in Nanling and an old war god of the barbarians were born.

Of course, the myriad ancient races are also present, and there are also ancient strongmen whose lifespans are approaching and who can no longer hold on.

During this year, it can be said that dozens of saints were born in the entire Beidou.

There are almost no less than hundreds of Kings who have been killed.

There are powerful people everywhere, and those who are half a step away from being powerful are emerging like mushrooms after a rain.

There are even rumors that the Holy King, who has been self-proclaimed for who knows how many years, has appeared.

The way of the Great Emperor has dissipated. It no longer dominates all paths and blocks the way ahead. There is no more obstacle to cultivation.

Although this era is called the ancient times, it is still much more powerful than later generations.

In later generations, even in an era when no great emperor was born, it was extremely difficult to become a king of beheading.

It is rare to see a saint once in thousands of years.

But nowadays, beheading is commonplace, and there are more than hundreds of powerful people who have one foot halfway into the realm of saints.

There are even invincible kings of the time who are striving to reach the realm of saint.

It can be said that there are many strong people.

On this day, in Nanling, in a mountain village of the Jiuli tribe.

"Buzz!"

The void shook for no apparent reason, and countless rays of light rain came from all directions and gathered towards one of the stone houses.

The rain of light was vast, like a meteor shower, penetrating through the void, as if spreading from the endless river of time.

As a result of this commotion, all the strong men from the 81 mountain villages of the Jiuli tribe gathered here.

Everyone stared at the rain of light in the sky with shocked expressions.

"what is that?"

Many people looked up at Guang Yu and couldn't help but ask questions.

There seemed to be figures in the rain of light, like the shadows of fairies descending.

There are also countless densely packed divine patterns, like supreme ancient formations.

What’s even more terrifying is that there are strange bone characters and fairy formations that exude the aura of immortality.

For a moment, the whole mountain village was filled with heavenly music, and endless vitality fell like rain.

In just a short moment, the flowers, plants and trees around him grew to half a person's height.

This is an unspeakable sight.

The sky was filled with dancing light rain, endless immortal light, and the sound of Taoist chanting scriptures.

Let everyone be shocked.

Many people even gained enlightenment in that rain of light.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly sounded from the sacred mountain in the center of the eighty-one villages of the Jiuli tribe.

At that moment, a vast ocean stretched across the sky.

The sea water sparkled, shining with endless divine light, and every wave seemed to have the power to tear everything apart.

A bright moon, bathing the endless sea water, slowly rises up.

What’s even more terrifying is that above the bright moon, there is a supreme pure land revealed.

It is like a small world, falling on the bright moon, manifesting supreme aura.

It was like an immortal king who opened up a world, suppressing all things and suppressing the heaven and earth.

There is also a kind of supreme fairy music and divine sound, like the sound of beating drums, which resounds in everyone's mind when the bright moon rises.

"This is the Jiuli Fairy Song!"

"A bright moon rising from the sea!"

“That is the Pure Land of the God King!”

"No! That's the Jiuli Bingzhu Holy Land!"

At that moment, all the strong men of the Jiuli tribe cried out in surprise.

"Hahahaha... my clan's king body has reached perfection!"

An elderly man laughed out loud, with an expression of indescribable relief on his face.

The Jiuli tribe is a branch of the barbarians.

Their body shapes were not much different from those of the barbarians. Even a ten-year-old child had the body shape of a strong man, like a savage.

If the barbarians are the tribe of gods of war, then the Jiuli are the tribe of masters of war.

The barbarians are warlike, their weapons mostly include sticks, hammers and axes, and they have great strength.

The blood of the barbarian god is boiling, comparable to the holy body of mankind and the overlord body of the sky.

Once it erupts, it is like the most violent god of war, opening and closing its arms wildly, striking the nine heavens above and suppressing the nine underworlds below.

Although the Jiuli tribe has the same bloodline, they are better at forging weapons.

The holy leaders of the Jiuli tribe throughout the ages were all called the Lord of War.

They also have a common name, Chiyou!

This is the heritage of the Jiuli tribe.

The Jiuli have nine surnames of Li, and above the nine surnames is the Chi surname.

All those with this surname are strong and proud people of the Jiuli clan.

In the outside world, the God-King Body is called the God Body, but in the Jiuli tribe, the God-King Body is called the God Body of the Lord of Weapons.

Even the Nine Li Fairy Song of the God King's body is actually the sound of forging weapons.

Including the rising moon over the sea and the Pure Land of the God King, they are both called the Holy Land of the Lord of War by the Jiuli tribe.

"Hahahaha... Now that the Lord of Arms has achieved divine perfection, my Jiuli clan can live without worries for ten thousand years!"

An elderly man laughed out loud.

His voice was rough, his hair was flying like wild grass, and although he was extremely old, he gave people a wild feeling.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, all the strange phenomena in the sky gathered together and merged into a figure.

The figure was tall and strong, wearing armor, like a barbarian god, stepping down from the top of the mountain.

Wherever it passed, even the void was constantly shaking, leaving behind huge footprints.

This is a man who looks like a teenager, with rough eyebrows and eyes, standing in armor, with long hair fluttering like weeds, and an indescribable wildness.

At this moment, standing above the mountain village, he is like a tall and strong god of war.

The aura of a king dominates heaven and earth.

When the divine body is fully developed, one becomes the king.

Once the Lord of Weapons reaches the holy realm, he can fight against saints.

If one were to forge a supreme divine weapon that reached the holy realm of the Lord of Weapons, ordinary saints would have to temporarily avoid the limelight.

"What happened?"

The Lord of Arms opened his eyes, which shone with divine light. Two extremely bright moons appeared in his pupils.

At this moment, I was looking straight at the stone house in the mountain village.

Above the stone house, light and rain were floating, endless strange visions were rising, and vital energy was gathering in the sky.