"Life is really good now. I practice martial arts every day and can watch Ziyu and the others grow."
Mu Lingluo sighed with emotion, but her tone was a little regretful.
Jiang Changsheng glanced at her and said, "Why do you feel like you don't mean what you said?"
Mu Lingluo blinked and said, "It's just a lack of fighting opportunities."
She has been aggressive since she was a child, and coupled with the inheritance of Emperor Qi Tianwu's fighting spirit, she has always had a desire to fight.
Jiang Changsheng couldn't help laughing. He looked at the sky outside Zixiao Palace and said softly: "Then you are overthinking it. Soon there will be no shortage, and for a long time, Tianjing will have to fight."
When Mu Lingluo heard this, he quickly asked the reason.
Jiang Changsheng did not hide anything. When she learned that all races were going to attack Tianjing together, she did not panic, but was a little excited.
"Then I have to seize the time to become stronger and strive to reach the realm of the Saint King of Martial Arts as soon as possible!"
After Mu Linluo finished speaking, he stood up and left.
The corners of Jiang Changsheng's mouth raised. It was a good thing that Mu Linluo had such fighting spirit.
He was unable to pass on immortality. If Mu Lingluo wanted to live longer, he had to constantly break through to higher realms.
One day, the skyscape and the heavenly court will involve the outside world. I hope that by then, everyone in Mu Lingluo and Long Qiguan will be able to take charge of their own affairs.
…
In October, Jiang Changsheng issued an imperial edict and asked the Prime Minister's Pavilion to pass it down. Within five days, this edict spread to every corner of the sky. The edict announced the crisis of all races and caused an uproar in the world.
The tribes of Taihuang want to encircle and suppress the human race!
Such a crisis should have caused chaos in the country, but it did not. On the contrary, Tianjing people were inspired, thanks to the incitement and inspiration of countless believers.
In his once-a-decade sermon, Jiang Changsheng had already revealed the crisis facing Tianjing, claiming that the immortal way threatened the existence of the upper world, and that the existence of the upper world instigated all races to destroy Tianjing. After hearing this, the believers were naturally indignant. They all wanted to become immortals. , so he began to hate Lord Taihuang.
Jiang Changsheng did not add any exaggeration, and there is no need to say more about his position on this matter.
The sentient beings in the martial arts world are not on the same side as Taihuang Shenjun. Taihuang Shenjun cares about his control of the martial arts world, while believers care about the possibility of becoming immortals. They don't care who created the martial arts world, and they will not do it because of it. If I am not grateful enough to Lord Taihuang, I will only feel that Lord Taihuang has missed my future.
In addition to the human race, there are also demon races in the world of Shenyou. It is said that a large number of demons are heading north and want to seek refuge in Tianjing. Jiang Changsheng did not refuse.
Sooner or later, Tianjing will become an inclusive holy dynasty dominated by the human race. In the future heaven, it will not just be the human race as the officials, but all races will have opportunities.
After the imperial edict was promulgated, military conscription began in various places, and more places were opened in Lingshan. Warriors all over the world began to work hard to practice martial arts, hoping to contribute to the sky when disaster strikes.
Juqiang Prefecture, the farthest prefecture in Taihuang, has seventeen cities located among the mountains. From a high altitude, they look like they are setting up battle formations.
The establishment of this state was originally to resist strong tribes, but later it was changed to resist strong enemies. At this moment, the mountains and plains of Juqiang Prefecture are filled with figures of warriors and soldiers practicing martial arts. A large number of ferocious beast corpses are transported by high-level warriors. Looking at it, there are human figures in the sky and on the ground, which is majestic and majestic.
The population of Tianjing has already exceeded 10 billion. This is after decades of turmoil, otherwise there would be even more people. After Tianjing was established, the population increased even more.
If you want to face all races, Tianjing must really become a human race. Ten billion people are definitely not enough.
There is a military camp stationed on a very high mountain, which is the main camp of the Tiance Army. Xu Tianji is standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the end of the world. The sunset is beautiful, the mountains at the end of the horizon are slightly undulating, and the temperature here is rising.
A black-armored general fell from the sky and landed next to Xu Tianji. He said in a deep voice: "General, traces of an unknown race have been detected thousands of miles away. They move very fast and we cannot hunt them down."
Xu Tianji frowned and said: "Please pass on the order and no pursuit is allowed. With the Qiangliang tribe surrendering to us, the race that dares to attack Tianjing first will definitely be stronger than the Qiangliang tribe. Don't be careless!"
"Follow the order!"
The black-armored general immediately jumped up and quickly disappeared from the horizon.
Xu Tianji whistled, then took out a pen and paper from the storage ring and started writing. When a Wanli Eagle flew over, he put the secret message into the small wooden tube next to the Wanli Eagle's claw.
The Wanli Eagle flew away like lightning and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xu Tianji took a deep breath, patted his face, and murmured: "Xu Tianji, Xu Tianji, you have been fighting for three hundred years, why are you still nervous?"
He knew in his heart that he was not afraid of the enemy, but was afraid of losing face in front of Jiang Changsheng.
Ever since he was restored to the position of commander by Jiang Changsheng, he had been holding back his energy and wanted to prove himself to Jiang Changsheng.
The last time he faced the Qiangliang clan, he failed miserably and did not want to make the same mistake again.
…
It’s early January in the twentieth year of Xianyuan.
In Juqiangzhou, a person was welcomed into the city of the state capital, causing the state capital to become lively, and the soldiers in the city were very excited.
The Holy One is coming!
In the past two months, Tiance's army has detected a lot of information and even had conflicts. Without exception, Tianjing's soldiers faced the mysterious alien race and were bound to lose if they fought against each other, and they would have a narrow escape.
The state capital, in the city lord's palace.
All the soldiers gathered, but Jiang Changsheng was nowhere to be seen.
Yang Zheng walked in quickly, and the soldiers immediately stood up and looked outside to see where the Holy Master was.
"Don't look at it. Your Majesty has already moved into the monastery. We are not allowed to disturb you. Your Majesty will take action when the war starts. Just wait and be dispatched. Your Majesty will not let us die."
Yang Zheng spoke, and the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Zheng sat in the first seat and said: "Jiang Tianming and Ji Wujun are also here. They have joined the Tiance Army. This is the first battle between Tianjing and Wanzu. We must win. After the Holy One has eliminated most of the powerful enemies, we will wait for you." You also need to prove yourself, you can’t just rely on the Holy One, do you understand?”
He glanced at the soldiers with sharp eyes, including the three powerful generals of the Yang family.
"clear!"
All the soldiers responded in unison.
At this time, Yang Yuanxiong, who was as tall as a giant bear, asked cautiously: "The Holy Lord, Jiang Tianming, and Ji Wujun are all here. What should we do if the enemy attacks Tianjing?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved.
Although Tianjing is strong, its foundation is far from enough compared to the powerful Taihuang clan.
Yang Zheng hummed: "With the Holy One here, what are you afraid of? Don't forget that the Holy One is the ancestor of all immortals. He only comes to the mortal world to practice. He has three thousand dharma images, all of which are clones. The sky has his protection. Who can divide it?" We need to know whether the Holy One in the state capital is his true form."
When all the soldiers heard this, they all showed fanatical expressions.
Since Jiang Changsheng ascended the throne, his followers have all stood up, and his previous tricks of pretending to be gods and ghosts have been turned into legends, making him even more mysterious.
Even if Jiang Changsheng did not hold the morning court or meet with his ministers, none of his ministers would dare to mess around.
There is a god at the top of your head!
The god is Taozu!
People are doing it, and God is watching. This God is the Taoist!
the other side.
In the Zixiao Palace, Jiang Changsheng was practicing martial arts. The person he sent to Juqiangzhou was indeed his clone, and the clone was enough to deal with it.
The technique of clone is to split his mana into two. Even if it is a clone, it is equivalent to a net worth of 300 billion, and the entire army of the powerful clan that is attacking this time is only more than 200 billion.
How to lose?
The strongest member of the Qiang clan is actually very strong, with a net worth of eight billion, and more than twenty Martial Emperor auras. No wonder he dared to come even after the Qiang Liang clan failed.
Jiang Changsheng hadn't shown his sage for a long time, and he was actually looking forward to it.
The enemy seems to be waiting for something and is not in a hurry to attack. Jiang Changsheng is also in no hurry. The more enemies there are and the stronger they are, the greater his survival reward will be.
This is the first battle between Tianjing and Wanzu, and he must fight with dignity!
Jiang Changsheng closed his eyes and concentrated on practicing.
…
In a desert a million miles away from Juqiang Prefecture, terrifying figures were hidden in the wind and sand, motionless.
On the edge of the desert, in the woods, a group of warriors were spying from a distance, led by Xu Mang.
"What kind of race are those guys? The smell of blood is so strong."
"Why are they not moving? Are they waiting for other races to arrive?"
"Nine times out of ten, yes, we are facing the Taihuang Ten Thousand Races. Why doesn't the Holy One take the lead in attacking?"
"The Holy One can definitely deal with them, but we can't. If the Holy One can deal with them all by himself, how can we practice? What is the use of the Holy One in raising us?"
"Keep your voice down, don't alert them."
Xu Mang ignored the comments of his men and stared at the desert. For some reason, he felt like something was staring at him.
at the same time.
In the desert, there is a large open space in the middle of countless figures. A humanoid bone worm is sitting on a hill. If you look closely, you can see that the figures in the distance are all like him, with a human-like body, covered with white bones and armor, and a head like an ant. The insect's hands were like two bone blades, flashing with cold light.
The leader of the humanoid bone worm has a pair of bone wings, and its whole body is surrounded by dense blood.
"Does the Zhurong clan still have a future?"
He spoke slowly, his voice cold.
A voice came from the wind and sand: "The tribesmen on the edge have smelled the damn hot breath of the Zhu Rong tribe."
"Haha, it seems that the Zhurong clan is very cautious."
The blood bone worm sneered, paused, and said again: "Send a tribe to go to war and test Tianjing's strength."
"As you command!"
The voice in the wind and sand responded.
at this time.
A strong wind fell from the sky and dispersed the wind and sand within a radius of thousands of miles. The sand around the Bloody Bone Worm was compressed and collapsed, revealing the bare rock formation. A flaming figure fell in front of the Bloody Bone Worm.
The blood bone worms only resemble humans in body shape, and those who come look no different from the human race, except that their bodies are extremely huge and strong, as high as a hundred feet tall, and they are wearing clothes and pants made of the furs of ferocious beasts.
He was shaped like a big man, with a head full of flames, like long hair fluttering, a ferocious face, and streaks of flames on his skin. His eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his mouth and breathed out hot breath.
"Di Ming, is your clan sending this little power?"
The flaming man sneered, staring at the blood bone worm with murderous intent in his eyes.
The blood bone worm known as Di Ming slowly said: "Then the Zhu Rong clan will come out in full force?"
The flaming man showed a cruel smile and said: "After the human race is dealt with, our two races will fight again."
It’s late again, but even though it’s late, I’m here at QAQ
Before I knew it, it was already a million words long, and I almost forgot to mention this. Although it was updated late, this is the fastest book I have ever written to reach a million words~~
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