"咴"
Anmang City at night is brightly lit and noisy. Only the central area is relatively quiet, and occasionally there is the impatient roar of the wind.
In the wilderness, a horse is considered mature when it reaches three years of age, but the white horse Zhui Feng is just over two years old, and his figure is already taller and more muscular than an adult military horse, with every muscle containing explosive and wild power.
Since this month, there has been no war in the northwest. Anmang City is going all out and construction is going on everywhere. Jiang Li is also making full preparations for the trip to the Ancient God Tower. Zhui Feng is also trapped in the city, unable to fly freely and release his energy. Unavoidable Somewhat manic and irritable.
If it were an ordinary strong horse, it would have gone crazy and hurt someone by running wildly.
"The little guy has pretty good qualifications. His soul is naturally powerful, his spirit is focused and introverted, he is fearless and aloof but not competitive with the world. He is a good candidate for cultivation!"
The green bull demon walked to the stable and looked at Zhuifeng with his black jade-like eyes. He obviously admired this young horse king very much, "The body is also strong. Jiang Li has been feeding you all kinds of precious medicines and spiritual fruits these days. I’m a little greedy just looking at the old cow!”
"咴"
Zhui Feng, who was chewing old herbs in the trough with his head lowered, looked up at the green bull demon, turned his body sideways, and made room for him.
"Haha, the little guy is quite clever. I'll give you a chance, old cow!"
The green bull demon laughed dumbly, and the fur in the center of his forehead suddenly split to both sides, revealing a vertical eye as white as jade.
With a flash of light from his vertical eyes, a crystal-clear divine thought flew out, and with a swish, it penetrated Zhui Feng's forehead and disappeared.
"Eh?"
Zhui Feng was startled for a moment, feeling that there was something more in his mind, which seemed to be a little swollen. He shook his head in confusion, snorted, and continued to eat herbs and herbs with his head down.
"With my Two-Calamity Divine Mind, your spiritual wisdom will gradually open up in a short time. As for where you can go in the future, it depends on your destiny!"
The green bull demon said calmly. It sniffed the scent of the precious medicine floating in the air. After a slight hesitation, seeing no one around, it also stuck its head into the trough.
Although he has been a famous demon king for a long time, he still has his demon body and cannot change his nature of eating grass.
"Whoosh"
However, just when the green bull demon lowered its head, the air fluctuated slightly, and a black shadow quietly appeared between the green bull demon and Zhui Feng.
Meng Yiyun stepped forward, glanced at Zhui Feng and Qing Niu, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
The white horse chasing the wind is elegant and elegant, tall and long. Although it is not majestic and sturdy, its muscle lines are prominent and full of endless power. Even before it is a minor, it has already shown the momentum of the wild horse king.
This is definitely a rare and rare BMW.
The green bull on the side was the most powerful and gigantic beast that Meng Yiyun had ever seen in his life.
When you look at it from a distance, you don't think there's anything special about this ordinary green bull.
Until he stood in front of the green bull, he felt a pressure comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast, just like the pressure of a mountain stretching thousands of miles.
The vertical eye in the center of the forehead exudes a strange and mysterious luster.
There is even endless essence lingering on the surface of Qingniu's skin, which is even purer and more majestic than the essence hidden in his body.
The demon body becomes a saint!
Meng Yiyun's pupils shrank, and a rumor instantly appeared in the depths of his mind.
All things have spirits and have the possibility of practicing Taoism and refining their souls.
In the Kyushu world, monsters who enter the realm of ghosts and immortals are called monster kings. They may occupy a corner and call themselves kings and hegemons, or they may quietly dismember themselves and be reincarnated as humans. Although rare, most of them are unknown to the world.
But there are also some alien beings among them. They are powerful and terrifying, and have great dharma. Even though they are not visible to the world, they are still famous and are called the Twelve Demon Kings by the world.
For example, Yun Xi, the fox demon king who stole Pan Emperor's bones, is one of them. The Wanhu Mountain behind him is a major force in the demon world, and there are many people who have become ghosts and immortals.
Among them is the Green Bull Demon King, who is also one of the twelve demon kings.
It is said that this demon king was cultivated from an ordinary buffalo. Not only was he a ghost immortal from the Second Thunder Tribulation, but he also adhered to the path of the ancient wild demon and tempered his body like a madman. Many years ago, his demon body had become a saint.
The physical strength is comparable to that of a high-level martial saint.
Could it be this one?
"It's Ben Niu!"
The green bull demon raised his head and met Meng Yiyun's eyes. He seemed to understand the surprise and doubt in his eyes, and the green bull demon nodded slightly.
"Bang"
The next moment, the simply built stable exploded, and a black shadow broke through the wooden fence and flew out with grass clippings all over it.
Like an arrow containing terrifying power, it blasted through the courtyard walls layer by layer along the way, until with a final bang, it shot directly into the 20 to 30 meter thick city wall, causing earth and rock fragments to fly.
"The Green Bull Demon King is not cultivating in Wanhu Mountain, so how could he appear in Anmang City thousands of miles away!"
Meng Yiyun struggled to jump out of the city wall, and a huge cow hoof print stood out clearly on his chest.
His face was gray and gray, and there was uncontrollable blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, dripping onto his chest and clothes, and became muddy with dust and grass clippings.
He glanced at the green bull walking out of the broken stable with a horrified look, and without saying a word, he jumped directly to the top of Anmang City.
"Woof woof woof"
At the same time, in a military camp more than ten miles away, violent and vicious dog barks suddenly sounded.
I saw a figure in night clothes leaping up tens of meters from the camp, spreading his arms like a bird with spread wings, and flew away into the distance.
There was also a vicious dog that was all black and looked like a calf. It flew into the sky on four flying blades with blood patterns. It opened its mouth and sprayed, and the eight flying blades turned into blood. It crossed the void and appeared in front of the night traveler, blocking the way.
"I just said that this demon will never hear it wrong. Where can I run, woof!"
The big black dog sprayed again, and two red wheels flew out, hitting the night walker's back, cutting two terrifying wounds that were deep enough to show the bone, almost across the entire back.
"Oh!"
The night traveler screamed in pain.
The edges of the two red wheels were sharp and densely jagged, and contained a strange power. The bones on his back were scarred, and there was a cold and piercing chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, paralyzed the limbs, and caused hallucinatory pain.
Even a master of the divine transformation realm would find it difficult to resist.
He screamed and fell to the ground in mid-air. The big black dog that chased him bit him on the buttocks. There was a sting and something was torn off, and blood spattered.
"mean!"
In another low courtyard, a skinny old deer, with most of its fur missing, curled up and crept in from the wall, lowered its head and made a fierce dash.
The sharp and protruding antlers were inserted directly into the buttocks of another survivor of the former Qin Dynasty who was leaning against the courtyard wall and watching in surprise.
"Let's go!"
The deer demon shouted loudly and flicked his head, sending the former Qin survivor flying away.
"Despicable, unexpectedly attacked!"
The survivor of the former Qin Dynasty screamed in pain. He suddenly turned over in mid-air. Before he could see the attacker clearly, three copper coins flew out from behind the courtyard wall, hitting him directly in the chest and abdomen, and pierced him.
"The great demon who seizes the body realm!"
The survivors of the former Qin Dynasty fell to the ground, rolled all the way, struggled to get up, and rushed towards the city wall.
"I'm so bored, but fortunately I have a few little toys to relieve my boredom!"
Deep in Anmang City, there was a girl in green clothes with red lips and white teeth. She stretched out her hand and a green silk ribbon flew out. It rolled up in the darkness and directly lifted the three night walkers out.
"A calamity of ghosts and immortals?"
Above the city wall, Meng Yiyun was extremely surprised.
I never expected that there would be two Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortals in Anmang City, and one of them was the Twelve Demon King.
Is this a poke into the goblin's nest?
"Qing Niu Demon King, this is a misunderstanding. We have no ill intentions towards Wanhu Mountain. I don't know how offended the two demon kings are here!"
Meng Yiyun quickly raised his hands and shouted: "I hope the two demon kings will let my companions go!"
"Misunderstanding? Where did the misunderstanding come from!"
The big black dog spat out the flesh and blood in his mouth, flew high into the sky, and said with a cold smile: "I knew you survivors of the former Qin Dynasty would not leave honestly, and as expected, you actually dared to attack An Mang at night, just as I expected. city!"
It raised one of its front legs, pointed at the city below and said with a smile: "To make you give up, Wanhu Mountain has already fallen under Jiang Li's command. The Fox Demon King and the Old Fox King will come to Mangcheng to take charge soon. You former Qin The survivors are arrogant and arrogant for no reason, peeking through cracks in the door, but they don’t know that Jiang Li’s power has long surpassed that of you, the elders and the young!”
"What? Wanhushan surrendered to Jiang Li!"
Meng Yiyun felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at the Green Ox Demon King and the Fox Demon Yuntao, and saw that there was no strange color in the eyes of either demon. Only then did he believe that what the big black dog said was true.
Although Wanhu Mountain is the number one force in the demon world, it is also very important, comparable to sects such as Linghe Castle and Huaxiao Dao.
Jiang Li owns a whole province, and with the help of Wanhu Mountain, he is even more powerful. He is truly the king of the northwest.
Although there are many masters of the former Qin remnants, surpassing Wanhu Mountain, in order to regain the Qin Kingdom, it is impossible to concentrate all their strength to compete with Anmang City.
The plan to occupy this place and develop slowly has all come to nothing.
Recalling the strong posture Jiang Li showed a few days ago, Meng Yiyun finally understood.
That's not the arrogance of being young and ambitious, but the real strength and foundation.
I was in vain for my brazen assertion that Anmang City, without the support of the Qin clan, was just an empty frame that looked good but was of no use.
It turns out that the clown is himself!
"Meng made a miscalculation!"
Meng Yiyun thought about everything clearly, but he was also decisive. He flashed his body and stopped caring about the five companions in the city. He jumped off the city wall and rushed quickly into the dark night.
Now that the operation has failed, the top priority now is to quickly convey the true situation of Anmang City to the prince.
If the prince does not adjust his subsequent layout and strategy, the Qin clan is destined to suffer a bloody blow in Anmang City.
It's just a pity that the five masters of divine transformation came with him.
"Grandpa Niu, aren't you going after him?"
Yuntao bound the three survivors of the former Qin Dynasty with Qing Ling, then landed next to the green bull demon and asked.
"Why are you chasing him? What I'm not good at, old cow, is rushing!"
The green bull demon shook its head. It glanced at the direction in which Meng Yiyun was escaping, and said slowly: "It's unlucky for him. He didn't escape in the other three directions, but he crashed into Jiang Li. He's going to die!"
"Jiang Li is outside the city?"
Fox demon Yuntao was a little surprised.
"He goes out of the city every night, and he is so mysterious that I don't know what he is doing!" Qingniu Yao said: "I guess by now, the escaping Martial Saint should have met Jiang Li!"
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"Blood debts must be repaid with blood, Jiang Li, if you dare to kill them, the Qin clan will never let you off lightly in the future!"
Under the cover of night, Meng Yiyun ran across the boundless wilderness with his hands on his chest. He looked behind him, and the brightly lit Anmang City became smaller and smaller in his sight, like a small bonfire burning deep in the wilderness.
But just such a bonfire is a treasure that the Qin people can only hope for.
No one knows better than him the importance of Anmang City to the Qin people.
Living in seclusion outside the world for decades, the Qin clan secretly thrived and accumulated strength.
After returning to the world of Kyushu, there is an urgent need for a springboard that can maintain a certain safe distance from Dazhou, Beimang, and the Western Regions, but can also drive straight in at the right time.
Anmang City is undoubtedly such a place.
No matter the location, or its own heritage and development potential, it is the most appropriate.
When Meng Yiyun traveled to explore the border of Dazhou, he learned that Jiang Li was granted the title of Jiedu Envoy of the Anmang Protectorate, and when he was carrying out large-scale construction projects to build Anmang City, he once thought that this was a gift from God to the Qin people.
If you occupy this city, you can accumulate strength by retreating, and even develop your power to the west and north to expand your territory.
The three provinces of Yumen, Jinyuan, and Luochuan can be broken into the land of ancient Liangzhou, sweeping across the wilderness, occupying two or even three states in one fell swoop.
Even if the nine states cannot be unified, the past glory of Qin can still be restored.
But now that Anmang City is firmly in Jiang Li's hands, the Qin people have no chance at all.
Unless Jiang Li can be killed directly and the Anmang Protectorate loses its leadership, the Wanhu Mountain Monster Clan will not continue to stay in Anmang City.
That's right, the only way is to kill Jiang Li!
But this son is a smart and cautious person, and it is impossible to give the Qin family this opportunity.
Mengyi Yun thought to himself that if he were Jiang Li, he would definitely be careful to guard against all possible dangers.
Even if you leave Anmang City, there will be strong men like the Green Bull Demon to follow and protect you.
"It still doesn't seem right!"
While Meng Yiyun was thinking about it, the sound of rolling earth and rocks suddenly came from dozens of miles ahead.
Dust was blowing everywhere in the wind, and there was a faint sound, something familiar.
"Jiang Li?"
Meng Yiyun was suddenly startled, and rushed towards the momentum, speeding up. After a moment, there was dust rising and flying in front of him, as if the earth was being turned over, and the smell of soil and stone chips was everywhere.
The originally flat grassland was torn open and torn apart by unknown forces, revealing uneven mounds with faint outlines of mountains, but they were more similar in form than in spirit.
Meng Yiyun looked intently and saw a young man in a white robe standing in the dust not far ahead. It wasn't Jiang Li, who else could it be.
At this time, Jiang Li seemed to have encountered some difficult problem. He stared at the uneven hills and low slopes around him with concentration, looking helpless and muttering to himself.
"Whispering Mountains and Moving Stones can control the transformation of the earth's mountains. It can not only move mountains, but also condense mountains. My current realm is low and I can't move mountains, but I can still condense mountains!"
"There are few mountains in the wilderness, and the terrain is flat. It is impossible to accumulate clouds and rain. But if we can change the mountains around Anmang City and slowly condense a few big mountains to block the passing clouds and mists, we can artificially create a fertile field!"
Jiang Li walked slowly in a low-sloping mound. In the center of the low-sloping mound, there was an outline of a mound that resembled Anmang City.
"It is indeed Jiang Li. He left Anmang City alone in the middle of the night. What is he doing here?"
Meng Yiyun was confused, but he couldn't think too much. Jiang Li was so close that he couldn't miss the opportunity!
Meng Yiyun made almost no unnecessary movements. He had already raised his arms and was preparing his killing moves even though he was still several miles away.
"The army-breaking ten thousand killing fist!"
Meng Yiyun shouted angrily in his heart, and punched out from afar. The rolling murderous intention condensed on the fist, as if the momentum of thousands of troops rushing and charging were gathered on this punch. The energy and smoke went straight into the sky from the top of his head. The momentum of the Martial Saint was here. All appear in one moment.
The wind stops and the dust falls.
Everything is retreating at this moment, not daring to compete with the power of this punch.
"Meng Yiyun!"
Jiang Li finally noticed something strange at this time. Wu Sheng's speed was too fast, and the distance of several thousand meters could be covered in the blink of an eye.
He was completely locked by the spirit of the fist, and his blood and true energy were completely imprisoned and frozen, no longer flowing. The pressure from the Martial Saint was like a mountain crushing on his body. Jiang Li's whole body felt like it was about to turn into powder. a feeling of.
"The divine power of Tiangang can whip mountains and move rocks!"
Jiang Li didn't have time to think too much, and the magical power that was already halfway activated was released directly.
Only a loud bang was heard.
In front of Jiang Li, the earth suddenly arched, and countless earth and rocks rushed out of the ground and flew into the sky. In the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter-high earth mountain rose from the ground and blocked Mengyi Yun directly.
"..."
Meng Yiyun had no time to react and crashed into the mountain.
It wasn't that he couldn't avoid it, but that he couldn't figure out why there was a mountain peak growing out of the depths of the earth.
The power of ghosts, gods, and dharma has long been common in this world.
But I have never heard of anyone being able to plant mountains!
There are a lot of things going on today, so there will be a little less update. I will make up for it later.
(End of chapter)
