Golden Summoner

"Hahaha, everyone, everyone has heard that Mr. Chan wants to compete with me here. I am not forcing him to do this. He wants to take a gamble with me!" Qu Linggui laughed and looked around. People around him said loudly, and in his glance at Xia Pingan, there was already a trace of ferocity, but he still had a hypocritical face, "Huan Longchan, you made this bet request, I didn't I'm forcing you to tell me in front of everyone. If I accidentally hurt you with a punch, you won't go around saying that the elders of the Qu family are here to bully the younger ones. , if you want to use this method to ruin my reputation, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"

Xia Pingan looked at Qu Linggui with a slightly disdainful look, "With this punch, you and I will live and die. If you can kill me with one punch, that's your ability. On the contrary, if you can't bear it, you can't." Don’t blame me for being heartless!”

"It's a joke. A junior who has just advanced to the seventh level of the Divine Lord and Du Yunji has been beaten to death. After entering the Jiao God's Cave, he was lucky enough to light another ray of divine flames and dare to threaten me. Do you think you are the only one who can leapfrog the level? Do you want to fight? When I, the third-level god, defeated the fourth-level god, you were not even born yet!"

Turbulent fighting spirit surged in Qu Linggui's body. Qu Linggui had already made up his mind. Behind his head, sacred halos began to appear one by one, nine in total. With the appearance of the divine halo, The void around his body began to emit powerful dense flames, as if on fire, and the aura was frightening. When the strong men around him saw that Qu Linggui was ready to take action, many people took a few steps back and took action. The widest space in the middle of the main hall was left open to avoid being affected. Many people have actually seen that Qu Linggui behaved like this, and actually had murderous intentions. Even if he couldn't kill Huan Longchan with one punch, he still had to Huan Longchan was seriously injured and Huan Longchan lost the next chance.

"Old ghost Qu, don't be so mean. Do you think others can't see why you are targeting juniors like Huan Longchan? As a family descended from the ancient gods, you deliberately find reasons to suppress the rising ones in order for the Qu family to continue to dominate. The powerful descendants of the Huanlong family, such thoughts are really too despicable. The reason why the ancient god blood family in the spiritual wilderness secret realm cannot dominate the spiritual wilderness secret realm is because there are too many despicable people like you, which makes the ancient god blood The Yi family cannot be united. If you have the ability, just compete with others openly. I don't believe you dare to be so arrogant when they light another ray of divine flame..." Tong Yemu cursed directly.

Xia Pingan took a deep look at Tong Yemu. Tong Yemu had finally explained why Qu Linggui was targeting him. In fact, at first, Xia Pingan also thought that Qu Linggui was intentional because of Xiqing's affairs. It was aimed at himself, but when he came into contact with Qu Linggui and found that Qu Linggui's malice and murderous intention towards him had completely surpassed the influence of the dispute between Xiqing and the Qu family's children, Xia Ping'an suddenly reacted, The deeper reason why Qu Linggui wants to kill him is the conflict of family interests.

After he defeated Du Yunji, the prestige of the Chanlong family had skyrocketed and had a huge impact. Qu Linggui was trying to eliminate potential competing families for the Qu family. Otherwise, as the elder of the top ancient god bloodline family, It is impossible to be so narrow-minded and paranoid in doing things.

"Tong, this is Huan Longchan taking the initiative to challenge me, don't talk nonsense!" Qu Linggui stared at Tong Yemu with a stiff face after being told his thoughts, "I haven't settled your account with you yet, wait. Get out of here, you will look good!"

"Come on, come on, let's compete now and see who looks good on whom!" Tong Yemu said, rolling up his sleeves to compete with Qu Linggui.

"Thank you, Senior Tong, for your kindness. This is a personal grudge between me and Qu Linggui. Please don't interfere, Senior!" Xia Pingan said to Tong Yemu.

"Hehehehe, you little dwarf, don't stop me. I haven't seen such a good show for a long time. Someone wants to die. Why are you stopping him?" The old man trapped in the altar light curtain also suddenly He spoke.

Qu Linggui thought that the old man trapped in the altar's light curtain said that the person who wanted to die was Xia Pingan. Most people present also thought that the old man said that the person who wanted to die was Xia Pingan. At this time, Qu Linggui thought Even more energetic, he took a step forward and raised his fingers at Xia Pingan, with a hint of murderous intent on his stiff face, "Come on, let me tell you how powerful a newly promoted eighth-level deity like me can be. How humble should we remain in front of the Supreme God!"

Xia Pingan also calmly took a few steps forward, facing Qu Linggui from a distance, his breath locked. There was a distance of more than fifty meters between the two. For the strong men at their stage, it would be difficult to do anything at this distance. If so, even in this hall, it would be almost like being face to face.

Seeing this situation, Tong Yemu could only sigh and step aside.

The walls around the hall were frantically absorbing the black and white brilliance, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly became tense. It was as quiet as the moment before thunder was about to explode. Xia Pingan and Qu Linggui also looked at each other tightly. Locked together, neither of them moved.

A moment later, at the moment when red light suddenly bloomed on the wall of the hall, Xia Pingan and Qu Linggui moved at the same time. In the midst of the lightning and stone fire, the two stepped towards each other, punched each other at the same time, and Exploded away, the trace of a ferocious smile on Qu Linggui's face magnified at the moment of punching. There were nine layers of divine light on Qu Linggui's fist. In the divine light, the light and shadow of the Kingdom of God appeared, and thousands of troops and horses appeared in the mountains, rivers and rivers. Looming, even in this hall, wherever Qu Linggui's punch traces, a black crack is drawn in the void of the hall, and the ripples in the space vibrate around like water waves. .

However, Xia Ping'an's punch was unremarkable, back to nature, simple to the extreme, it was just a punch, nothing fancy, nothing strange at all.

The fists and figures of both sides met in the air...

Under everyone's incredible eyes, they saw that Qu Linggui's body was instantly penetrated and destroyed by a terrifying force starting from his fist. Without even a word, he was blasted, and his whole body was shattered. From the fist to the shoulder, then to the head and body, all color and brilliance were lost in an instant, turned into flying ashes and exploded violently, shattering into pieces, leaving no residue behind...

The main hall remained motionless, but the aftermath of that terrifying power was like a thunder of the void detonating in the void of the main hall, causing the entire void of the main hall to shake and swirl endlessly. Everyone felt the horror of the aftermath. Some powerful people even passively displayed the reaction of their divine bodies when they were in danger - various defensive secrets and visions appeared on their bodies.

The ninth-level god was killed with one punch!

Except for Mi Luo, everyone seemed to be immersed in a dream. They were overwhelmed by this scene and felt a little inexplicable fear.

What kind of combat power is this? Could it be that the "Ancient God's Immortality Sutra" cultivated by Huan Longchan is already so terrifying? Or is this talented man from the Huanlong family unique and beloved by God?

No matter what, Xia Ping'an's punch has already pushed the Chanlong family into the circle of the top ancient god blood family in the spiritual wilderness.

"Hahaha, I just said someone wants to die, why stop him..." In the weird silence of the main hall, the old man trapped in the light curtain burst out laughing, "I haven't seen this for a long time. The top three boxing techniques are interesting, interesting..."

In the silence of everyone, Xia Pingan looked around and said calmly, "Everyone, can the eighth-level god here stay?" Xia Pingan asked this not only for himself, but also for the sake of other people in the hall. Several eighth-level gods asked.

In the silence, a masked powerful man finally spoke in a deep voice, "What Qu Linggui just said was out of his own selfishness. We did not agree with it. Since everyone has the ability to do it, Once you get here, let’s just rely on our own abilities for the rest!”

At this time, everyone nodded, and no one raised an objection. The eighth-level god, Bolong Chan, is already so terrifying. When he advances to the ninth level, or ignites more divine flames, who is his opponent in this hall? If he offends Bolongchan now, it will be for himself in the future. The enemy of life and death is under the tree.

And in this atmosphere, on the walls around the hall, palm prints appeared one by one in the red light. The number of palm prints was exactly equal to the number of people in the hall at the moment.

Seeing this scene, no one said anything. Everyone immediately jumped to the wall beside them, put their hands on the palm prints, and began to communicate with the wall.

Xia Pingan winked at Miluo, and the two quickly came to the wall, each reaching out and pressing their palm prints on the wall.

Just the moment his hand touched the wall, Xia Pingan's sea of ​​consciousness was slightly shaken. A wall that was exactly the same as the ring wall in front of him clearly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the sculptures on the wall And the moving patterns, in his sea of ​​consciousness, can be freely moved and combined to any position according to his will.

Xia Pingan glanced at Bi Luo and directly sent a message to Bi Luo, "I have some experience with this wall. If Miss Bi Luo has no clue, why not try my method!"

Miluo said directly, "Okay!"

Afterwards, Xia Pingan used his consciousness to control the movement of the sculptures and patterns on the wall in his sea of ​​consciousness, while instructing Mi Luo on how to respond and adjust.

In less than ten minutes, Xia Pingan and Miluo finished one after another. The red light on the wall disappeared. When others were still confused, there was a flash of light and shadow in the hall, and everyone except Xia Pingan and Miluo appeared. Without a chance to say anything, he was teleported directly out of the hall.

Suddenly, only Xia Pingan and Mi Luo were left in the entire hall.

"I really saw the right person!" The old man trapped in the altar sighed, "You can really decipher the mystery of this temple! I have been trapped here for tens of thousands of years and I don't know what the mystery is on the wall. Thinking that you knew it after just looking here for a few days, can I curiously ask, what is the secret hidden in the various messy sculptures and patterns on the wall?"

Xia Pingan was silent for a moment and then said, "Those pictures on the wall will eventually need to deduce the positional sequence diagram of the sixty-four innate hexagrams!"

Xia Ping'an didn't say a word in his heart. Historically, it was Shaokang Festival who deduced this innate Bagua diagram, and the sculptures and patterns on the circular wall, after being returned to their positions, only represented the sequence of the sixty-four hexagrams of the Innate Bagua. Half, and the other half, are in the eight-story square altar in the main hall.

"Innate Bagua?" When the old man in the altar heard such words, his eyes showed a trace of confusion. He had never heard of what Xia Pingan said and could not understand it, "What is Innate Bagua?"

Mi Luo also looked confused, because she couldn't understand what Xia Pingan said.

"This is the secret key to mastering the changes in time, space and all things in the universe!"

"Who can hold such a secret key? Is it the two masters, or some mysterious and powerful god and creature..."

Xia Pingan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "In a distant world, the wisest people in a chosen clan with the longest history and inheritance hold such a secret key!"

"This is an ability comparable to the gods!"

"Yes, this is an ability comparable to the gods. The pursuit of many people in that chosen tribe is to become immortal gods!"