6kv Chapter 295 The Crown And The Throne, The Battle Of Destiny
Chapter 295 The Crown And The Throne, The Battle Of Destiny
Even though King William ranks at the bottom among the four heavenly kings, he is still a genuine deity, not something that mortal beings like the atavistic body can easily understand.
Tang Nayu stood on the other side of the Qingshiban street, observing the scene from a distance, and suddenly felt that the handsome man looked familiar, not his temperament, not his appearance, but something mysterious and mysterious, it was hard to explain, anyway, at first glance, she The prince named William is very familiar.
When Donna wanted to take a closer look, the man at the city gate had disappeared.
"Are you looking for me?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Donna.
When she turned her head quickly, a seductive, charming face with picturesque eyebrows filled with a refined smile appeared in front of Donna, causing her to stop breathing for a moment. She had never seen such a handsome man in the world.
"My name is Jiang Qing. If I remember correctly, your name should be Donna?"
"How do you know my name?" Donna blurted out, Jiang Qing smiled mysteriously, signaling Donna not to be nervous, "I don't mean anything malicious, I just came here to have a look, it's just a friend in the memory of Heavenly Father."
"Friend? Heavenly Father? Could it be Jiang..." Donna blinked her long eyelashes and was about to say those two words.
Jiang Qing quickly stopped, "Don't, the real name of the Heavenly Father is something that mere mortals can speak frankly."
"A mortal? But you are already a mythical body, right? Why are you still a mortal?" Tang Na thought that Jiang Qing was self-effacing.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qing shook his head and said slowly: "Before the Father, all living beings are equal. I, Jiang Qing, am not a mortal. Who is still a mortal? His strength has already broken through myths, and it is not something that the devil Dior and his ilk can match. It is ridiculous that, In this world, there are many people like Demon Lord Dio who want to kill the gods and start this day."
After listening to Jiang Qing's words, Tang Na was a little confused, thinking that Jiang Qing was not talking about the same person as her.
The Jiang Ye in her memory is obviously just a handsome man with some strength, but he is only in the ancestral body. It is not worthy of a half-step king like the devil Dior to kill gods, right?
Seeing that Tang Na didn't believe it, Jiang Qing chuckled, "Hey, sure enough, the Heavenly Father is the Heavenly Father, and he knows how to be steady, so he doesn't show any emotion at all."
Donna frowned, and said bluntly: "I only met him a few times and had some interactions with him. In fact, I can't say that I know him very well."
"Unfamiliar? Do you really think it is unfamiliar? His power is no longer limited to a plane of time and space. You just feel unfamiliar. Maybe in a certain time and space, you are the closest to him. Where are your friends?"
Jiang Qing showed a meaningful smile, as if he had sensed something, he turned his neck towards the south gate of the capital, and bid farewell to Tang Na politely, his figure slowly faded into the air and disappeared.
Donna stared blankly at the void in front of her, and gained a new understanding of Jiang Ye.
Wangdu City, South Gate.
The hundreds of soldiers who were originally stationed here have disappeared. The gate of the capital city that was under curfew in the middle of the night should be closed tightly, but at this moment it is opened wide open in a weird way.
Jiang Qing's figure quietly stepped out of the void, and just landed in the corridor of the south gate.
Outside the gate of the south gate, stood a tall red-haired young man with his hands behind his back, looking westward, as if waiting for something.
As if aware of someone watching behind him, Dio turned around slowly, and frowned slightly when he saw the seductive and elegant man.
The Plague Throne fused in Dior's body trembled inexplicably, as if meeting fate, or meeting an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.
"Who are you?" Dior asked coldly, with an unquestionable tone.
"Jiang Qing." Two simple names are enough to explain everything.
Dio understood, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "Your surname is Jiang, haha, it seems that you are that coward who hides his head and shows his tail!"
"I'm just conforming to my destiny. How can I be so timid?" Jiang Qing retorted with a serious face.
Dio twisted his neck and sneered, "Follow the destiny? Who is the god? Whoever has the biggest fist is the truth, and whoever is the god!"
"You, a person who is afraid of death, have no qualifications to challenge the sky. Bring me the plague crown!"
The two green figures crashed into each other, the space immediately collapsed, and a huge black hole burst out silently, swallowing the surrounding masonry buildings at the South Gate instantly.
Integrating the Plague Crown, the two half-step kings with the Plague Throne, began a fist-to-hand duel, right here at the south gate of the capital where no one survived and no one witnessed.
I don't know how long it has passed, the huge black hole began to expand violently, and two green crazy figures, entwined with blood-colored plague tentacles, shot out from the black hole.
A large amount of blood, as soon as it fell, caused the broken bluestone floor tiles to produce plague activation lesions, and they had life.
The two Half-step kings who passed by each other and exchanged positions stood still on the ground.
A man with red hair dances wildly, his fists are bleeding, his tall figure is more like a god than a demon, and the other is holding a black gold secret pattern spear. The tip of the spear is bloody red, entwined with a few tentacles of crazy flesh and blood that are still dying and wriggling. The stalwart figure looks like a god who never tires.
"Golden War... God of War?!!!" Dio almost yelled this sentence with blood spurting from his mouth.
"Heavenly Dao is unfair, it's too bullying, it's so unfair! I will defy this unsightly sky!"
"Why do you cowards, one or two of you can comprehend the golden Talent, while I only have the inferior red one?!"
Jiang Qing coughed twice, the palm of his hand was covered with bright red and green plague blood, hearing Dior's roar, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "The devil... the enchanted red talent, you can comprehend this kind of talent that is comparable to the golden legend , what else is there to be dissatisfied with?!"
"Satisfied?" Dior turned around and faced Jiang Qing, clasped his right hand like a claw, and said with a grinning smile: "It's just a red Talent, too few, yours, and the golden Talent of that little girl, and the Heavenly Father's." Everything, I want it all!"
"Arrogance! Greed!" Jiang Qing clenched the black gold secret pattern spear tightly in his hand, planning to fight Dior to the death.
Jiang Qing already understood at this moment that with the ascension of Realm, Demon King Dior was more and more influenced by the evil and demons of the Heavenly Father.
Dior's scarlet eyes stared fixedly at the strange man who was also weeping blood at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he also realized that Jiang Qing was influenced by the genetic potential of the heavenly father's awe-inspiring righteousness, and became the elegant God of War he is today.
There is only one plague avenue, whoever walks is not walking, why not him Dior? !
"call out--!"
A cloud-piercing arrow shot straight into the sky, and in the high sky of the night, it outlined the appearance of a black-gold secret pattern spear.
The mythical body of the entire royal city immediately noticed the vision in the sky at the south gate, and began to beat the drums, light the beacon fire, and flock to the battlefield at the south gate in full gear.
Facing the "live" Plague King City, and the crown holder of the same rank, Demon King Dior could only wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, grunted, and left with a harsh word, "Jiang Qing, we will see you again Yes, next time, I will wear your crown!"
With a straight figure, Jiang Qing stared at the red hair disappearing into the sky out of thin air. After he could no longer catch Dior's breath, he half-kneeled on the ground, released the state of God of War, and fell into a short period of weakness.
King Pingxi, who was wearing golden flesh and blood plague armor, and King Zhendong and King Jingnan, who were wearing two dark gold armors, rushed to the south gate in a hurry, only to see that it was empty with a radius of a thousand meters.
The city walls and gates that should have existed here have long since disappeared, as if they were wiped out by some horrible thing!
At the two opposite big pits in the arena, a pale and strange man sat half-sitting on the ground, weeping blood from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak.
King Pingxi smelled the violent fluctuations of the mythical battle here, which was extremely tragic, and even he was secretly frightened by the remaining breath.
"King William, are you okay? What happened here just now? Why did you pull the signal of the cloud piercing arrow for help?" King Jing'an threw a series of questions at King William Jiang Qing who seemed to be seriously injured.
Both King Pingxi and King Zhendong looked at Jiang Qing seriously, wanting to know who he met just now.
"Heh, who else could it be? In the whole world, there is a mythical body that will kill people if they disagree with each other. I can't think of anyone other than the devil Dior." Jiang Qing laughed miserably, and suppressed her own breath again, looking angry If the hairspring is dispensable.
The three princes looked at it and thought that Jiang Qing's time was approaching, so they shook their heads.
"Demon King Dior? He dared to come, really think that our four heavenly kings have not arrived!?" King Pingxi scanned the surroundings full of anger, but did not catch the slightest breath of Demon King Dior.
"Has he left? He still runs very fast. It's good luck for him. If he meets me next time, he will definitely teach him to walk around!"
Jiang Qing glanced at King Pingxi, who was searching for the breath of Demon King Dior, and felt a little funny in his heart. You, King Pingxi, with a high rank mythical body, still want to make Demon King Dior who has merged with the Plague Throne unbearable?
"King William, are you okay? It doesn't look too good, that's right, who made you lazy and not diligent in cultivation, now you can save your life under the hands of the devil Dio, it is a great fortune! Sigh!" Jingnan King, who was so clean and looked like a scholar, sighed, and shook his head inwardly for King William's weakness.
King Pingxi and King Zhendong had no choice but to order people to rebuild the south gate here after learning that the devil Dio had escaped.
Jiang Qing took some healing medicine, and felt that her injury was much better, and her complexion returned to rosy.
King Jingnan watched Jiang Qing standing up tremblingly leaning on the spear, his face turned rosy strangely, thinking that he was trying to be brave, he sighed secretly, and said, "King William, please heal your wounds well. It can't be of much help."
"Can't help? I'm fine!" Jiang Qing's injury was indeed recovering a little bit, but in the eyes of King Jingnan and the other three, he was trying to show his strength to them on purpose.
Realizing this, Jiang Qing had a strange expression on his face. He just felt that he was too low-key on weekdays. King Jingnan, King Pingxi, and King Zhendong all believed that he was very weak.
Instead of getting entangled in these trivial matters, Jiang Qing talked about the strength and moves of the Dior Demon King, and even some of his weaknesses in the face of the "concern" that the three people said.
By the time the four of them finished communicating, the night was already deep.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong, King Pingxi and the three of them reported the matter in front of the palace. Only King William was left to go back to the mansion to heal his wounds. He would go to see the Holy Majesty the next morning and report the situation tonight.
Watching Pingxi Wang and the three leave from a distance, Jiang Qing was in a complicated mood. After the encounter tonight, he wanted to pretend that nothing happened.
"The fact that I am the holder of the Plague Crown has been exposed. It seems that the Dior Demon King who owns the Plague Throne will not let me go." Jiang Qing murmured in his heart. Waiting for the inside story that the mythical body does not know.
"Dior wants to go one step further and push open the door of the king. He needs my plague crown and his plague throne to have a chance of success. Now my identity secret has been exposed. The army of monsters is overwhelming the city, and I will have a battle with him."
Jiang Qing was quite helpless when the great secret of the holder of the plague crown was exposed, but the two were so close at the time, and it was the same source resonance reaction of the plague treasure, it was impossible for Jiang Qing to stop the cover-up.
"It's useless to think about these things. Now it's a question of how I can protect myself, or wait for an opportunity to kill the devil Dior and seize his plague throne?" A plan of praying mantises catching cicadas and orioles quickly formed in Jiang Qing's mind. His heart, which had been immersed for a long time, was beating wildly with excitement.
Once he seized the plague throne of Demon King Dior, does that mean that he, Jiang Qing, has the possibility of becoming the king? No need to look at anyone's face anymore, no need to be beaten until you vomit blood like today?
"But, how will this plan be realized? Am I really going to seize the plague throne of Demon King Dio? Then what if the Heavenly Father jumps out and breaks my neck?" The more Jiang Qing thought about the road ahead, the more she felt. It is an endless dark abyss, with great terror.
Heavenly Father, will always be the nightmare of all high rank Cultivation Base users in the Plague Continent.
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In the early morning, when the sky was just getting bright.
Gao Wu, Alia, the third girl from Soy Sauce King, Di Shishi, Tang Na, and Jiang Xiaoha all gathered together to eat light porridge and fried dough sticks, as well as the special green mushroom buns here.
Last night Gao Wu chose an inn called Tongque Terrace to rest and rented a small yard.
At this moment, they were sitting around the dining table in the yard, smelling the peculiar air of spore-flower fragrance in the capital of the plague king, and seeing the white clouds that were almost within reach through the thin mist of water.
"Late last night, there seemed to be a terrible battle breaking out at the south gate of Wangcheng, and a black and gold long gun fireworks bloomed in the sky. It should be a signal of the enemy's situation?" Arlia was not interested in those green mushroom bags, but simply I took a few mouthfuls of porridge.
Leng Ling is in love with those green mushroom buns. She tore off the skin of the mushroom buns, revealing the golden sweetness inside.