When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses float on the water!

The King of Wu's casual attack truly demonstrated the wrath of a king.

And this is just the power of one drop of his blood.

Hard to imagine.

How powerful is his true form?

One drop of blood can overturn countless worlds and destroy countless stars.

With a wave of his hand, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart.

However, after King Wu's attack, most of the power of this drop of blood was exhausted, becoming even more illusory, but the kingly power on his body became even stronger, making people feel submissive.

The King of Wu did not attack again. The energy left by this drop of his blood was not enough to launch a large-scale attack.

He turned around, looked at Qin Qian, and said with a smile: "Emperor Qin, how do we deal with this person?"

Qin Qian bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior. I will handle the rest!"

He knew that the King of Wu wanted to help him solve his problems.

He was grateful, but declined.

The King of Wu could not be there all the time, nor could he protect him all the time.

After King Wu's energy is exhausted, Qin Qian will still need to face this cold world, deal with all the races in the heavens, fight for life and death, and create a foundation.

He must be responsible!
You can’t hide behind the King of Wu and take advantage of the situation!

Besides, it is still very useful for a saint to seek knowledge, so he cannot die now.

"it is good!"

The King of Wu smiled and nodded.

He looked as if he fully supported any decision Qin Qian made.

"Emperor's Seal, suppress!"

Qin Qian took a step forward, and with a thought, he controlled the Heavenly Emperor Seal to suppress the power of the human race's destiny and shatter the sword energy that was fighting against the golden dragon of destiny.

Sheng Qiuzhi's heart sank and murderous intent surged.

But the King of Wu was beside him, so he didn't dare to make any unusual moves. He could only watch helplessly, unwillingly!

Qin Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and recalled the Heavenly Emperor Seal. His eyes fell on Sheng Qiuzhi, and he said in a cold voice: "My Lord, Sheng Qiuzhi, you enjoy the blessings of the human race, but betrayed the human race! You received the grace of the Heavenly Emperor and the King of Wu, but you went against the fate of your race! You are disloyal and unrighteous, like a human but not a human!

I rule over the human race, control the ancient rules, and abolish the title of Saint Seeker of Knowledge!"

Dethroned!

Golden words.

Obey the rules of heaven and earth.

An invisible force descended upon Sheng Qiuzhi and fell into the jade seal that symbolized the Marquis's status.

Click!

There was a muffled sound.

The ancient Marquis Seal shattered into pieces, turned into countless powders, and dissipated into the sky.

From the area between Saint Qiuzhi's eyebrows, first wisps of luck and fortune floated out, and then a wisp of gray gas emerged, lingering around.

Bad luck!

Losing the title means losing your luck!
"puff!"

When he saw the luck drifting away, Sheng Qiuzhi became furious, or perhaps he was hit back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole breath became weak.

He looked at Qin Qian, his eyes filled with anger.

In the path of martial arts, the power of luck plays a very important role and can even directly determine the future of a martial artist.

Qin Qian abolished his title, causing his luck level to drop. This action would affect his future breakthrough to the divine realm and even cut off his hope of reaching the divine realm.

One wrong step!

Wrong step at every turn!
He is the strongest man in all the heavens and worlds, and a minister of the ancient heaven. He is born a noble, has unparalleled luck, and has constant opportunities. He has great hope of breaking through to the realm of gods.

But now, all the advantages he had gained through scheming for eternity had been completely wasted.

"Are you angry already?"

Qin Qian smiled and said softly, "If I expel the Sheng family from the human race, won't you be so angry that you die?"

Chase the clan!

Sheng Qiuzhi’s eyes widened.

He did want to break away from the human race and form his own tribe, but that was based on his own initiative, not being expelled.

There is a fundamental difference between the two. For example.
Good luck!

Taking the initiative to separate from the human race is equivalent to the Saint family making themselves out of reach for the human race, and by going with the flow, they can seize a massive amount of luck and power.

But if they were expelled, it would be equivalent to the Saint family being divorced, leaving the house with nothing, and having to pay a "dowry". Not only would they not get any benefits, but they would also lose their original luck and power.

The last time, the Spirit of Rules angrily cut through the Saint family's luck power, leaving only a pitiful four thousand feet of luck power.

If we are expelled from the human race again, I wonder how much luck will be lost.

No!

Must be stopped!

Sheng Qiuzhi suppressed his anger and said, "Emperor Qin, we can talk!"

Qin Qian shook his head, "I don't talk to traitors! Whatever choice you make, you must bear the price. The Sheng family is not worthy of being a human race!"

As he spoke, he activated the Heavenly Emperor Avenue, manipulated the ancient rules, and said majestically: "Deprive you of your luck!"

"Roar!"

Within the Saint family, the golden dragon of destiny sensed the crisis and began to struggle violently.

But the ancient rules have come into effect, and any resistance is futile.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was falling.

Under the painful gazes of many members of the Holy Clan, the four thousand feet long golden dragon of luck was weakened again by one thousand feet, leaving only three thousand feet.

The golden dragon of luck wailed and lay in the sea of ​​luck, looking listless.

I am so miserable!
The dragon body was ten thousand feet long before, but now it is only a pitiful three thousand feet long!
has it ended?

No!

Emperor Qin Qian's robe fluttered, his imperial way stood firm, and he showed more and more the demeanor of the ancient great way. He clenched his right hand, used the power of heaven and earth as paper, and the power of ancient rules as a pen, and wrote an imperial edict.

"Imperial decree, as the Lord of the human race, I deprive the Sheng clan of their human status. Please bear witness to this, the ancient rules, and all the heavens and worlds!"

boom!
The heaven and earth shook.

The heavens and the world are shaken.

The power of countless rules descended, depriving the Saint family of their human identity.

Human race!

From now on.

The Holy Clan is no longer human!

This was the moment that countless members of the Saint Family had dreamed of, but when it really came, they found that it was not the case. They did not seem particularly happy, but rather empty.

It was as if something important had been taken away.

But how could they feel bad when they discarded their human identity like a worn-out shoe?

"Roar!"

The shrill roar of the dragon echoed endlessly.

Everyone looked up and saw that above the sea of ​​luck, there was a guillotine made of the power of rules, flashing with cold light, slashing towards the golden dragon of luck.

Blood splattered.

Of the three thousand feet long dragon body, only five hundred feet remained.

Only the dragon head is still there, and the rest of the dragon body has all turned into luck and merged into the luck of the human race.

at the same time.

Above the Jiuzhou Realm, a giant golden dragon emerged from the sky, over nine thousand feet tall. Although not as tall as the ten thousand foot long golden dragon of luck at its peak, it was almost the same.

Looking at the heavens and all worlds, he can still suppress all races!

"what?"

Sheng Qiuzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave of fear arose in his heart.

After the Sheng family was expelled from the human race, only about 500 feet in size remained. Did the rest of the luck and power belong to the human race?

Is the destiny of the human race so powerful?

The Sheng family is not weak.

They possess the strongest man in all the heavens and worlds, several saint-level warriors, and dozens of immortal masters. With such terrifying strength, they can only condense more than 500 feet of luck, which is not as good as some small tribes.

Is it true that the Saint family will be doomed if they leave the human race?
Sheng Qiuzhi found it difficult to accept this, as it was completely different from what he had expected.

today
It should be the day when the Saint Clan rises!

How come all the light was taken away by the human race? Let's witness the greatness of the human race again? (End of this chapter)