Meng Yiyun died unwillingly.
Even a Martial Saint would inevitably feel surprised and astonished when faced with a mountain rising from the ground in the blink of an eye.
When Taoism enters the realm of ghosts and immortals, the thoughts of the soul can produce many incredible powers.
Moving objects with spiritual thoughts couldn't be simpler.
It is not impossible for ghosts and immortals to move hundreds of thousands of kilograms of boulders with their soul thoughts in a single thought.
But if you want to use your spiritual thoughts to gather the earth and rocks to form a mountain peak, I am afraid that only ghosts and immortals who have experienced four thunder tribulations can do it.
This is not simply gathering soil to make things, but truly building mountains.
All-powerful means!
But what kind of realm is Jiang Li? He is not even a half-step martial arts saint or a soul-stealer.
Meng Yiyun crashed into the mountain peak with surprise and doubts. The earth and rocks burst into pieces, and a turtle-like snake-like aura lurked in the thick mountain body, running through the entire mountain peak from low to high.
This is a mountain that has not yet condensed into a mountain range. It is only one step away from forming a mountain range that affects Feng Shui trends.
"What kind of monster is this kid? Could it be the reincarnation of those old guys who sealed themselves!"
Meng Yiyun reluctantly deduced the most reasonable possibility. A terrifying blade full of destructive aura had already slashed from the other side of the mountain.
The line of sight that was originally blocked by the mountain suddenly became clear, and the light of Pi Lian's sword directly split the mountain into two. Thousands of scenes were reflected in Meng Yiyun's heart, and finally turned into eternal silence.
In an instant, Meng Yiyun seemed to fall into a deep and silent black hole in the universe, and countless worlds collapsed into tiny particles, wrapping him up.
All things return to nothingness.
"Martial pulse artistic conception?"
Meng Yiyun was in a daze for only a moment, and then suddenly woke up from the artistic conception condensed by his spirit.
He naturally knew that this was the martial spirit that a martial artist at the peak of the martial arts realm could use after refining his moves and spirit into his bones, and it was also the basis for the spirit of fist spirit.
But he had already entered the martial arts realm for many years and had his own boxing spirit. His spiritual will was so powerful, but he was affected by the artistic conception of an ordinary martial artist.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would never have believed it.
Jiang Li can have such a spiritual conception before he becomes a saint. Once he reaches the level of saint, what kind of fist spirit will he condense.
Meng Yiyun didn't know, and he couldn't think about it. The Demon Saber Rentu had already slashed in front of him. The sharp blade cut open the skin, and hot blood dripped down his cheek.
Boom
A violent dull metal sound sounded, Meng Yiyun exploded with all his strength, clasped his hands on top of his head, and clamped the oncoming long knife between his palms.
The terrifying power transmitted from the Demon Sword Human Slaughter shook his whole body, his blood surged, his bones shook, and his muscles tore apart.
The power Jiang Li unleashed with this sword was definitely no less than that of a mid-level martial saint.
Even stronger.
"How could you have such terrifying physical power!"
Meng Yiyun's eyes widened as he looked at the knife-wielding boy so close to him, and he uttered a cry of horror.
The martial arts temper the physical body, and both humans and demons can practice it.
Some monsters are born with special bloodlines, and under the same circumstances, they often have physical strength that far exceeds that of warriors in the same realm.
Especially in the ancient and ancient times, many powerful wild beasts could possess power that was not weaker than that of the Martial Saint without any training.
And the young man in front of him was like this.
How can this be!
How could the human race's power be comparable to those ancient wild beasts?
"Meng Yiyun, you want to kill me?"
Jiang Li shouted coldly and kicked Meng Yiyun directly in the chest, knocking the latter directly to the ground from mid-air.
"Jiang Li, you must die. As long as you exist, Anmang City will never fall into the hands of our Qin clan!"
Meng Yiyun's body hit the ground, slid all the way, and plowed a long ravine.
He turned over and jumped, completely ignoring the sternum that was about to be stepped on. His eyes were fierce, a black bracelet on his wrist flashed, and a diamond-shaped ink-colored talisman was flicked by him, shooting towards Jiang like an arrow. Leave.
call
The poisonous breath of death spread all the way from the ink-colored talisman and fell into the grass. The vigorous knee-high weeds instantly turned black, withered into ashes, and spread in all directions.
A tiny bit of poisonous breath can completely poison weeds within hundreds of meters.
Not to mention the diamond-shaped black talisman flying towards Jiang Li.
The talisman was like electricity, and it exploded without any warning as soon as it flew halfway out. A cloud of poisonous smoke covered the sky and covered Jiang Li.
"The Poison of Annihilation!"
Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and the poisonous breath exploded by the black talisman was not so much poison as a terrifying mana full of destruction and corruption.
Can corrupt everything, whether soul, matter or gas.
"Hidden into the abyss!"
Jiang Li's eyes were condensed. Just as he was about to activate his magical power and teleport out, a faint light suddenly flashed from the center of his forehead. Two light groups, one black and one green, flew out. They were the two cauldrons of Mangzhou and Liangzhou.
The cauldron trembled slightly, and wisps of luck wrapped around Jiang Li's body.
The poisonous breath of annihilation floated in, clinging to the surface of the luck, corroding and devouring with a hissing sound.
But it cannot penetrate through.
After a few breaths, the black poisonous breath floated and dissipated, turning the area dozens of miles around into black and gray, and all the weeds within the range were corrupted into black and gray.
Only Jiang Li stood on the ground intact.
Two cauldrons, one on the left and one on the right, were suspended above his shoulders to protect him.
"The tripod weapon, the most important weapon in Kyushu!"
Before Meng Yiyun could be surprised by Jiang Li's survival, he was immediately attracted by the two Nine Provinces heavy weapons on his shoulders.
"As expected, the Liangzhou Ding is in your hands. The previous Prince Qin gave the Liangzhou Ding to Princess Tianzhu for safekeeping. She took it out of her seclusion and disappeared without a trace. I knew she would probably take the Ding away. Private possession!"
Meng Yiyun said in shock: "Because the prince does not control the cauldron, some old stubborns in the clan have always refused to acknowledge the prince's status and obey the prince's orders. But how come you even have the Mangzhou cauldron and have inherited it?" The luck of the two cauldrons!"
"Someone will go down and tell you the answer in the future!"
Jiang Li's voice rang in Meng Yiyun's ears. The moment the poisonous breath of silence dissipated, Jiang Li activated his magical power, shrunk to an inch, and instantly appeared behind Meng Yiyun.
Demonic Sword Rentu just dodged and swept past Meng Yiyun's neck.
Blood splattered like pillars, and Meng Yiyun flew high with a shocked head.
When his eyes turned around, his eyes were still fixed on the two cauldrons on Jiang Li's shoulders.
The two cauldrons controlled by Emperor Jing seem to have been developed to this extent, right?
This man actually masters two cauldrons. Doesn't it mean that as long as he is in Mangzhou and Liangzhou, he will be blessed by the luck of this state.
Whatever you do is bound to be detrimental.
No one can compete with him.
No matter how strong your opponent is, you will encounter all kinds of unforeseen accidents and twists and turns due to the deviation of luck.
And no matter what kind of situation Jiang Li encounters, there is always the possibility of turning danger into safety.
As long as he continues to grow and expand his power in these two states, Ding Qi's recognition of him will also become greater and greater.
If the cycle of each other continues, one day they will truly carry all the luck and become the king-like existences in the medieval times.
The protagonist of this life is actually him?
With his last doubt, Meng Yiyun was hit on the forehead by the demon sword man's butcher's sword. The last remaining ray of spiritual will, unable to withstand the sword's power, completely dissipated with a bang.
"When Meng Yiyun left and returned, he must have wanted to create momentum in Anmang City and force me to submit. The survivors of the former Qin Dynasty coveted Anmang City a lot, and we have to guard against it in the future!"
Jiang Li walked to Meng Yiyun's body, took off the bracelet from his wrist, and slashed through the air with Demon Sword Ren Tu, splitting the earth into a deep pit.
Although Meng Yiyun was at odds with him, he was a martial saint who had reached the holy level after all. It was a bit sad to be found dead in the wilderness like this.
Those who can rise from martial arts to sainthood have their own extraordinary and admirable qualities.
Jiang Li put Meng Yiyun's body into a deep pit and buried it before turning around and heading towards Anmang City.
Meng Yiyun rushed from the direction of Anmang City and must have hit a nail.
Whether it's the fox demon Yuntao or the green bull demon, they can all stop this mid-level martial saint.
I just don’t know what kind of trouble he caused when he broke into Anmang City.
"Wow, Jiang Li, you really killed that old guy!"
As soon as Jiang Li jumped onto Anmang City, the big black dog that had been guarding the side for a long time immediately ran over. It saw the bracelet in Jiang Li's hand, and its eyes were slightly confused, but it still said sincerely: "You are already Lord of a city, is it that Shangguan Qingyan is not good-looking, or is it that the dancers from the Western Regions are not useful? We have them all at home, so why bother going out to have fun every night? If I hadn’t been alert today, the city would have been stolen!"
"How is it in the city?"
Jiang Li directly pressed down the big black dog's mouth that kept barking.
"It's okay. Meng Yiyun had just slipped into the city with five masters of the divine transformation. He met Mr. Niu and was shoved into the wall with a hoof. The other five masters of the divine transformation were also captured alive. He said I was the first to notice anything unusual..."
Daheihe broke away from Jiang Li's hand and kept making noises.
"I know, this city will fall apart without you!"
Jiang Li had a headache after hearing this and could only praise him repeatedly. He grabbed the big black dog by its neck and flew down the city wall.
The fox demon Yuntao was standing in front of the Anmang Protectorate's tent, waiting for her. Beside him were five survivors of the former Qin Dynasty who were struggling and tied into rice dumplings by Qing Ling.
"Jiang Li, you are finally back. These five survivors of the former Qin Dynasty are handed over to you. Remember to return my Qing Ling magic weapon tomorrow!"
After Yun Tao taught Jiang Li Qing Ling's control method, she walked back to her courtyard in high spirits.
"Jiang Li, it's useless for you to control us. After Meng Ling reports back to the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince will definitely ask the elders to come out and come to Anmang Town to suppress you!" A former Qin survivor sneered.
"Meng Yiyun can't go back!"
With a wave of Jiang Li's sleeves, Qing Ling tied up five survivors of the former Qin Dynasty and flew into the camp.
Jiang Li and the big black dog also walked into the camp immediately.
"What did you do to Meng Ling?"
Several survivors of the former Qin Dynasty also noticed the black bracelet in Jiang Li's hand, and they were all secretly surprised.
The black bracelet is a Sumeru magic weapon given to Meng Yiyun by the prince. It is very precious and rare. It has always been with him, so why did it appear in Jiang Li's hand.
unless……
"That old guy has been killed by Jiang Li. Do you really think that you can become a Martial Saint and dominate the world?" The big black dog curled his lips.
"Meng Ling died?"
The five survivors of the former Qin Dynasty felt their hearts sink, although they had already made assumptions when they saw the black bracelet.
However, whether Meng Yiyun lived or died, no one conveyed the true situation of Anmang City to the prince, which would inevitably affect the prince's subsequent arrangements, causing many means to be deployed and fall short.
"More than eighty years ago, Zhou Wei attacked Qin, and the descendants of Qin led their troops to hide. Since then, there has been no trace. Where did they hide?"
Jiang Li sat in the main seat of the meeting hall and asked in confusion: "Over the years, the survivors of the other six countries have almost completely disappeared. The Zhou Dynasty has been sending people to search everywhere, but no trace of the survivors of the seven countries has been found. Are you hiding overseas? , or is it hidden in an unknown secret place?"
"Hmph, although the Seven Kingdoms were defeated, the Zhou Dynasty was not the real winner. Zhou Taizu came from a humble beginning, not even a poor family. It was just a coincidence of luck and the right time and place!"
The five surviving members of the former Qin Dynasty knew that they were bound to die, so they simply spoke up before they died, letting Jiang Li know what it was to truly follow the trend and the opportunity of the times.
The Zhou Dynasty and the Zhenjunhou are just a flash in the pan in the long river of time.
How stable do you really think your position and power are?
Once trouble comes, everything will be overturned and repeated.
"We, the royal families of the Seven Kingdoms, are all descendants of the Hundred Saints and Immortals of the Middle Ages. We have pure blood and each have their own heritage. How can we really be defeated? We are just avoiding the torrent of the times!"
"You are right. Some of the survivors of the Seven Kingdoms do go overseas, but most of them live in seclusion in their own unique secret world. The environment there is close to that of the medieval era, making it easier to improve and make breakthroughs in realm!"
"Jiang Li, you should make preparations and escape from here early. Troubled times will arise. If a person with no background like you were born in other eras, you might become a being like Taizu Zhou and create a short-lived dynasty. But in this world, In such a turbulent era, you are destined to perish!”
The five survivors of the former Qin Dynasty couldn't help but sneer, as if they had already determined Jiang Li's future fate.
"Troubled times?"
Jiang Li frowned slightly.
He had heard these two words too many times in recent days.
Although the current Kyushu is still turbulent, with numerous countries and constant disputes, it has also maintained relative balance and stability.
Each country has its own fears and considerations.
Even though Emperor Jing was ambitious and sharpened his sword, he was still relatively restrained in the Western Regions, Beimang, Daluo, Southern Xinjiang, and even overseas countries.
Even if one day the war really breaks out, it will not continue to be intense without limit.
After all, no one among the nine states has the absolute strength to annex the others.
"Ignorant young man, you are just a blindfolded child now, wielding a wooden sword and a wooden sword, thinking that you are powerful in martial arts, but you don't know that the big shots standing around just don't bother to tangle with you!"
"The times are moving forward, and secular power and imperial authority are only the shallowest layer. Do you think the seven kingdoms in troubled times are really only fighting for the territory of the Nine Provinces?"
The survivors looked at Jiang Li with pity, as if looking at another ignorant and arrogant fool.
"In other words, whether it is the Seven Kingdoms in the Troubled Times of modern and ancient times or the emperors fighting in the Middle Ages, it is all for this thing?"
Two colored lights flashed from Jiang Li's forehead and heart, and the Liangzhou tripod and Mangzhou tripod flew out and floated in front of him.
"How can you control two cauldrons at the same time!"
"What kind of luck is this!"
"No wonder you have such success in Mangzhou, you actually have it!"
The expressions of the survivors of the former Qin Dynasty suddenly changed, and they stared blankly at Jiang Li's two Nine Provinces weapons.
"What other secrets are there about Kyushu's heavy weapons? Is it only because of them that we can enter the sixth floor and above of the Ancient God Tower?"
Jiang Lihe asked.
"Successful king and defeated bandit, although I don't know where you can go in the future, but you have two cauldrons, which means you are qualified to compete in this troubled world!"
"How can the secret of the cauldron be so simple? Being able to enter the Ancient God Tower is just a coincidence and a coincidence. However, you will not know the real secret of the cauldron, because those who do not have the cauldron are not qualified to know!"
"And once someone with a cauldron appears, they will immediately be surrounded by those self-sealing monsters!"
"This is a vicious circle and reincarnation, Jiang Li, you can't break away!"
The survivors laughed crazily, their faces suddenly changed, their eyes stared straight, they vomited blood, and they died at the same time.
"Just die like that?"
The big black dog felt regretful: "We haven't had time to search for their souls and interrogate them yet!"
"These survivors have secret techniques and will not give me this chance. And I think even they only know sporadic secrets about the Nine Provinces Cauldron!"
Jiang Li shook his head.
As he becomes more involved in this world, he can feel more clearly that the world he knows seems to be only a superficial layer.
boom
Just when he ordered people to bring down the corpses of the survivors of the former Qin Dynasty for burial, the cloud sky in the distance suddenly trembled violently.
It's like the world's barriers have been broken down.
An unparalleled grand atmosphere appeared in the world of Kyushu.
It's like there is another world spanning endless time and space, integrated with this world.
Jiang Li could clearly feel that the foundation of the Kyushu world seemed to have increased a lot, and it had also brought about many unknown changes and opportunities.
(End of chapter)
