finally.

The saint’s pursuit of knowledge did not follow the path of Dharma.

He looked at the little white beast with sinister eyes, and deep in his heart, endless rage surged, constantly attacking his reason.

What a bastard!
This is no longer the ancient times!
What’s the use of the sword from the previous dynasty if it can’t kill the officials of this dynasty?

"Come up!"

The old dean finally seized the opportunity and said with a joking look in his eyes: "Greetings from you, a minister of the ancient heaven, the guardian of the sixteen realms, don't you dare to walk the path of law?"

"Weren't you just crying out for injustice?"

"Not calling force now?"

Suddenly, the old dean's expression became serious and he shouted angrily: "Sheng Qiuzhi, get up here and be punished!"

boom!
The heaven and earth shook.

Countless people were shocked.

Many powerful beings from all the worlds silently gave the old dean a thumbs up, saying that he was so awesome that he dared to let the strongest person in all the worlds come up.

This is one of the highlights of today.

"Bastard!"

Sheng Qiuzhi was so angry that his face turned blue, veins popped out on his forehead, and he lost his mind and blurted out, "Shut up! I don't recognize this great way of law!"

deny!

As soon as these two words came out, all the strong men in the heavens and the worlds were shocked and their mouths opened wide.

Don’t recognize the right path!

Don't say this nonsense.

In this universe, all warriors practice the Great Dao. If you don't recognize the Great Dao, then what's the point of practicing martial arts?
At this time, Saint Qiuzhi also reacted and quickly explained: "This ancestor said that he did not recognize the great way of law established by the ancient heaven."

boom!
The voice just fell.

Above the nine heavens, thunderclouds rolled violently, and countless thunders fell, striking the pilgrims seeking knowledge all over the place.

Sheng Qiuzhi's face changed again, his pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly dodged to the side.

But even so, he was struck by lightning.

boom!
There was a muffled sound.

Sheng Qiuzhi flew backwards uncontrollably and hit a star. The huge impact force directly smashed the star into pieces and turned it into powder.

"No"

This time, the members of the Sheng family were in big trouble.

Many tribesmen were directly hit by the thunder. They let out a scream and were wiped out by the thunder.

"Activate the formation!"

Shengtian's eyelids twitched and he shouted loudly.

hum!
Lines of formation patterns shot straight up into the sky and merged into one another. Then, the light became brighter and turned into an extremely large formation, which was turned upside down on the Saint family, emitting a heavy and majestic aura.

Most of the following heavenly tribulations were blocked by formations.

But there is still a small part that fell into the hands of the Holy Family.

Bang bang bang!
Countless members of the Holy Family were directly killed and turned into ashes.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Qiuzhi's face changed. He wanted to rush forward to save his people, but in the end he hesitated and did not go forward.

He doesn't want to get hurt!
"Billions of years!"

In the heavens and myriad worlds, a strong man whispered.

The rest of the powerful men from all races in the heavens fell into silence. It had been hundreds of millions of years since the fall of the ancient heaven, but the power of the ancient rules was still so strong that even Saint Qiuzhi, the strongest man in the heavens, had to avoid its edge.

Some people were gloating over the misfortune, saying that this time, the Sheng family suffered a great loss.

I wonder how many people have to die before the ancient rules are pacified.

boom!
Tens of breaths later.

The power of the thundercloud slowly dissipated.

The Sheng family, which had experienced the destruction of the heavenly thunder, had long lost its former glory. The palace was broken into pieces, and there were ruins everywhere. There were corpses that had been chopped into charcoal, emitting a pungent smell.

One glance and all I see is death!

There is no sign of life.

Only the center, with the support of the clan protection formation and many invincible gods, was not struck by the thunder, and hundreds of thousands of clansmen were preserved. Although they were alive, their eyes were filled with endless panic.

There is also infinite sadness.

They were alive, but most of the tribesmen were dead, including their families.

Shengtian looked around and his heart was bleeding.

The loss is too great.

At least 90% of the tribesmen were killed.

Fortunately
The remaining members are all elite members of the clan, enough to rebuild the Sheng clan.

The white little beast was suspended in the air, scanning the Saint Clan, and said in a cold voice: "The ancient rules cannot be challenged by anyone! The Saint Clan must obey!"

After beating you, I still have to ask you if you submit or not!

This is the ancient heaven!
"Clothes!"

Sheng Qiuzhi gritted his teeth and said.

"Um?!"

The white little beast frowned and said calmly: "From your tone, it seems that you are still a little dissatisfied?"

hum!
Ancient rules reappear.

Piled above the Holy Family.

This time, there were not only rolling thunder, but also various natural disasters, such as swords, rain, snow, hail, and fire.
Shengtian’s face turned pale.

If this falls, how many people can survive?
"I accept it!"

Sheng Qiuzhi was so angry that he almost lost his composure. But when he thought of his clan, he forced a smile on his face, bent over and said flatteringly: "Sir, the Spirit of Ancient Rules, I surrender! Please show mercy and let the Sheng clan go!"

The white little beast looked much better after hearing this, and shook his head and said, "That's more like it!"

"call!"

Sheng Qiuzhi let out a breath of foul air.

End it!
End it quickly!
Everything that happened today was simply a nightmare to him.

The little white beast did not withdraw the ancient rules. The horn on its head shone brightly. Its expression was solemn, and there was no emotion in its eyes. It read out in a majestic manner: "The Sheng family has practiced magic and harmed their people. The evidence is conclusive. They are deposed as the guardians of the sixteen realms!"

"The guardian of the sixteen realms will be taken over by Qin Qian, the master of the upper realm!"

Loud voice.

It echoes throughout the heavens and worlds, and falls into the ears of countless living beings.

The world fell silent.

All living beings, whether they were humans or other races in the heavens and the universe, were all stunned.

They had never imagined this would be the result; the Saint Clan, which had controlled the Sixteen Realms for billions of years, was actually going to be deposed.

It's incredible!
The Immortal Emperor looked at the Sixteen Realms, his mouth curled up, his eyes narrowed, and he muttered to himself: "Will the Saint Clan agree?"

Sixteen realms!
But it is the base of the Holy Family!
Without territory and unable to gather luck, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Sheng family.

It is possible that the foundation will be shaken and the country will lose the qualification to compete for hegemony.

boom!
The ancient rules are coming.

It seems as if there is an invisible hand stirring the tides of heaven and earth.

A force that cannot be described in words transformed into a sword of heavenly punishment and slashed towards the Saint Clan.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon of luck emerged, wailing continuously.

Its body was huge, originally ten thousand feet long, but after being stripped of its position, six thousand feet of its body was cut off, turning it into a small dragon with only four thousand feet left.

Sheng Qiuzhi still did not resist. He had seen the power of the ancient rules.

Four thousand feet of luck!
A little more than he expected.

Qin Qian frowned. After being deposed from the position of guardian, how come the fortune of the Saint family was still so strong?
He was a little surprised.

But soon, Qin Qian put this matter behind him.

Because the power of destiny cut off from the Holy Family poured into his body like a rushing river.

[Ding, congratulations to the host.] (End of this chapter)