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Chapter 188 Chaos is approaching, and the tower of God is coming! (seeking subscription)

Meng Yiyun died unwillingly.

Even a martial sage, facing a mountain rising from the ground in the blink of an eye, can't help feeling surprised and astonished.

Taoism enters the realm of ghosts and immortals, and the thoughts of the soul can generate many incredible powers.

Moving things with spiritual thoughts couldn't be easier.

It is not impossible for ghosts and immortals to move hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders with the thought of spirit.

But if he wanted to gather the earth and rocks into a mountain peak with his spiritual thoughts, it would take a ghost fairy who had experienced four thunder calamities to do it.

This is not simply gathering soil into objects, but a real mountain-building.

Heavenly means!

But what kind of state is Jiang Li? He is not even a half-step martial sage or seizing soul.

Meng Yiyun slammed into the mountain with astonishment and doubts, the earth and rocks cracked, and a tortoise-like snake-like aura lay dormant in the thick mountain, running through the entire mountain from bottom to top.

This is a mountain range that has not yet been condensed into a vein, and it is only one step away from forming a mountain range that affects the trend of Feng Shui.

"What kind of monster is this kid? Could it be that those self-sealed old guys were reincarnated from autopsy!"

Meng Yiyun barely calculated the most reasonable possibility, a terrifying saber intent full of destructive aura had already come from the other side of the mountain.

The line of sight that was originally blocked by the mountain suddenly became clear, and the mountain was directly divided into two by the sword light, and the 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 quiet cosmic black hole, and countless worlds collapsed into tiny particles, enveloping him.

All things return to nothingness.

"Martial vein artistic conception?"

Meng Yiyun was only in a trance for a moment, and then he suddenly woke up from the artistic conception condensed by this spirit.

He naturally knows that this is the martial arts spirit that can be displayed after a martial artist at the peak of the martial arts state refines his moves and spirit into his bone marrow, which is also the basis of the spirit of fist spirit.

But he has already stepped into the realm of martial arts for many years, and has his own boxing spirit. His spiritual will is so strong, but he is 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 becoming a saint, and once he enters the holy rank, what kind of boxing 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 cheeks.

嘣

A violent and dull metallic sound sounded, and Meng Yiyun exploded with all his strength, clasped his hands together above his head, and firmly clamped the long knife that was coming towards him between his palms.

The terrifying power transmitted from Demon Saber Rentu shook his whole body, his blood surged, his bones trembled, and his muscles were torn.

The power that Jiang Li unleashes with this knife is absolutely no less than that of a middle-level martial saint.

Even stronger.

"How could you possess such terrifying physical strength!"

Meng Yiyun's eyes were wide open, looking at the young man with a knife who was close at hand, he let out a sound of horror.

Wumai tempers the body, both humans and demons can practice.

Some monsters are born with special bloodlines. Under the same situation, they often have physical strength far surpassing that of martial artists in the same situation.

Especially in ancient times and ancient times, many powerful wild beasts could have power not weaker than martial saints without any training.

And the boy in front of him was just like that.

how can that be!

How could the power of the human race be comparable to those ancient desolate beasts.

"Meng Yiyun, do you want to kill me?"

Jiang Li gave a cold drink, and kicked Meng Yiyun directly on the chest, kicking the latter from mid-air to the ground.

"Jiang Li, you must die. If you exist, Anmang City will never fall into the hands of our Qin clan!"

Meng Yiyun's body crashed into the ground and slid all the way, plowing a long ravine.

He turned over and jumped, completely ignoring the sternum that was about to be cracked, his eyes were fierce, a black bracelet on his wrist shimmered, and a diamond-shaped black talisman was lightly flicked by him, shooting towards Jiang like an arrow. Leave.

call

The poisonous breath of silence spread from the ink-colored talisman all the way, and fell into the grass. The knee-high weeds with vigorous vitality turned black instantly, withered into ashes, and spread in all directions.

A little undetectable poisonous smell can completely poison the weeds with a radius of hundreds of meters.

Not to mention the diamond-shaped black talisman flying towards Jiang Li.

The talisman was like lightning, it exploded without warning just half way out, and a puff of poisonous smoke covered the sky and the sun, directly covering Jiang Li.

"The poison of death!"

Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and the poisonous breath from the explosion of the black talisman was not so much a poison, but a terrifying mana full of destruction and corruption.

It can corrupt all things, regardless of spirit, matter or gas.

"Dive into the abyss!"

Jiang Li's eyes were condensed, and just as he was about to arouse his supernatural powers, he teleported out, suddenly a faint light flashed in the center of his forehead, and two light clusters, one black and one green, flew out, but they were two tripod vessels from Mangzhou and Liangzhou.

The tripod trembled slightly, and strands of luck wrapped Jiang Li's body.

The poisonous breath of silence floated in, attached to the surface of the luck, and hissed with corrosion and devouring.

But it cannot penetrate through.

After a few breaths, the black poisonous aura drifted away and dissipated, and the land with a radius of tens of miles became black and gray. All the weeds within the range were completely decomposed into black ash.

Only Jiang Li stood on the ground intact.

Two tripod vessels, one on the left and the other on the right, floated above his shoulders, protecting and protecting him.

"The tripod, the heavy weapon of Kyushu!"

Before Meng Yiyun had time to be surprised that Jiang Li survived, he was immediately attracted by the two Kyushu heavy weapons on his shoulders.

"The Liangzhou tripod vessel is indeed in your hands. The previous Prince Qin handed over the Liangzhou tripod vessel to Princess Tianzhu for safekeeping. She took it out of her seclusion and disappeared without a trace. I knew that she probably took the tripod vessel. Occupy!"

Meng Yiyun said in surprise: "Because the prince did not control the tripod, some old stubborn members in the clan still refused to recognize the prince's status and refused to obey the prince's orders, but why do you even have the Mangzhou tripod, and have already inherited it?" The luck of the two tripods!"

"In the future, someone will go down and tell you the answer!"

Jiang Li's voice rang in Meng Yiyun's ears, and the moment the poison of silence dissipated, Jiang Li aroused his supernatural powers, shrunk to an inch, and appeared behind Meng Yiyun in an instant.

With just a flash, the Demon Sword Rentu swept across Meng Yiyun's neck.

Blood splattered like pillars, and Meng Yiyun flew high with a startled head.

While turning his eyes, his eyes were still fixed on the two tripods on Jiang Li's shoulders.

The two tripods controlled by King Jing seem to have been developed to such an extent, right?

This son has actually mastered two tripods. Doesn't it mean that as long as he is in Mangzhou and Liangzhou, he will be blessed with the luck of his own state.

But whatever you do, it will always be beneficial.

No one can compete for him.

No matter how strong the opponent is, he will encounter all kinds of unexpected accidents and twists and turns due to the deviation of luck.

And no matter what kind of situation Jiang Li encounters, he has the possibility to save the day.

As long as he continues to grow and expand his power in these two prefectures, Ding Qi's recognition of him will also increase.

If they continue to circulate with each other, one day they will truly carry all the luck and become those king-like existences in the Middle Ages.

The protagonist in this life is actually him?
Meng Yiyun had a last doubt, and was hit on the forehead by the demon knife man Tu Daomang. The last remaining ray of spiritual will, unable to bear the sword intent, dissipated completely with a bang.

"Meng Yiyun went 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. We have to guard against it in the future!"

Jiang Li walked up to Meng Yiyun's body, took off the bracelet on his wrist, and the Demon Saber Ren Tu slashed through the air, splitting the ground into a deep pit.

Although Meng Yiyun was at odds with him, he was a martial saint who had stepped into the holy rank after all, so it was a bit desolate to leave his corpse in the wilderness like this.

Those who can become saints from martial arts have their extraordinary and admirable features.

Jiang Li buried Meng Yiyun's body in a deep pit, then turned around and plundered towards Anmang City.

Meng Yiyun came rushing from the direction of Anmang City, he must have hit a nail.

Whether it is the fox demon Yuntao or the green bull demon, they can stop this middle-level martial saint.

I just don't know what kind of trouble he caused when he broke into Anmang City.

"Wang, Jiang Li, you really killed that old thing!"

Just as Jiang Li jumped onto the city of Anmang, the big black dog who had been guarding the side for a long time ran over immediately. It saw the bracelet in Jiang Li's hand, its eyes lighted slightly, but it still said earnestly: "You are already The master of a city, is Shangguan Qingyan unattractive, or the dancers from the Western Regions who are not useful? We have them at home, why bother to go out to have fun every night, if I wasn’t vigilant today, the city would have been stolen!”

"How is the city?"

Jiang Li directly pressed the big black dog's barking mouth.

"It's okay, just as Meng Yiyun slipped into the city with five Divine Transformation Grandmasters, he met Lord Niu and was hooved into the wall. The other five Divine Transformation Grandmasters were also captured alive. It seems that I was the first to notice the abnormality..."

Da Heihe broke away from Jiang Li's hand and kept beeping.

"Understood, this city will leave without you!"

Jiang Li had a headache and could only praise repeatedly. He grabbed the big black dog by the neck and flew down the city wall in a volley.

The fox demon Yuntao was waiting for her in front of the tent in Anmang Duhu Mansion, and beside her 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. The five ex-Qin survivors have been handed over to you. Remember to return my Qing Ling magic weapon tomorrow!"

After Yun Tao taught Jiang Li the method of controlling Qingling, she walked back to her courtyard in a huff.

"Jiang Li, it's useless for you to control us. After the order is reported to the prince, the prince will definitely invite elders to 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 sleeve robe, Qingling bound five ex-Qin survivors and flew into the tent.

Jiang Li and the big black dog also walked into the camp immediately.

"What happened to Meng Ling?"

Several ex-Qin survivors also noticed the black bracelet in Jiang Li's hand at this time, and they were secretly surprised.

The black bracelet is the Sumeru magic weapon bestowed by the crown prince to Meng Yiyun. It is very precious and rare, and it has always been inseparable from the body. How did it appear in Jiang Li's hands.

unless……

"That old guy has already been killed by Jiang Li, do you really think that you can run rampant in the world by becoming a martial saint?" The big black dog curled his lips.

"Meng Ling died?"

The hearts of the five ex-Qin survivors sank, although they had already guessed when they saw the black bracelet.

However, Meng Yiyun was alive and dead, and no one communicated the real situation of Anmang City to the prince, which would definitely affect the prince's subsequent arrangements, resulting in the deployment of many measures, all of which would fall short.

"More than 80 years ago, Zhou Wei assassinated Qin, and the descendants of Qin led their troops to hide. Since then, they have disappeared. Where did they hide?"

Sitting in the head seat of the meeting hall, Jiang Li asked puzzledly: "Over the years, the survivors of the other six countries have almost completely disappeared. The Zhou Dynasty has sent people to search everywhere, but they have never found any traces of the survivors of the Seven Kingdoms. You are 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 started at the end of the century, and he was not even considered a poor family. It was just a coincidence of luck, and he had the right time and place!"

The five ex-Qin survivors knew that they were bound to die, so they simply said something before they died, and let Jiang Li know what it is to take advantage of the trend and the opportunity of the times.

What Zhou Dynasty, what Zhen Junhou, is just a flash in the pan in the long river of time.

How stable do you really think your status and power are?
Once troubled times come, everything will be reversed and repeated.

"Our royal families of the Seven Kingdoms are all descendants of the ancient saints and immortals. They have pure blood and each has their own heritage. How can we really be defeated? We are just avoiding the torrent of the times!"

"You're right. Some people from the survivors of the Seven Kingdoms do go overseas, but most of them live in seclusion in their own unique secret world, where the environment close to the Middle Ages is preserved, and it is easier to improve and break through the realm!"

"Jiang Li, you should prepare early and escape from here early. Troubled times are about to rise. If you were born in another era, you might become an existence like Zhou Taizu and open up a short dynasty. In such an era of turmoil, you are doomed to perish!"

The five ex-Qin survivors couldn't help sneering, as if they had already decided Jiang Li's future fate.

"Troubled times?"

Jiang Li frowned slightly.

He has heard too many of these two words in recent days.

Although the current Kyushu is still in turmoil, with numerous countries and constant disputes, it still maintains a relative balance and stability.

Among the countries, each has its own fears and considerations.

Even though Emperor Jing was ambitious and eager to sharpen his sword, whether it was the Western Regions, Beimang, Daluo, Southern Xinjiang, or even overseas countries, they were still relatively restrained.

Even if one day, the battle situation really starts, it will not continue to be fierce without limit.

After all, among the Kyushu countries, no one has the absolute strength to annex the others.

"Ignorant junior, you are now a blindfolded child who wields wooden knives and wooden swords, thinking that you are strong in martial arts, but you don't know that the big men standing around are just disdainful to pester you!"

"The era is full of torrents, and secular power and imperial lineage are only the shallowest layer. Do you think that the seven kingdoms in troubled times are really only fighting for the territory of the Kyushu?"

The bereaved family looked at Jiang Li with pity, as if they were looking at another ignorant fool.

"That is to say, whether it's the Seven Kingdoms in the troubled times of the present or the ancient times, or the emperors in the Middle Ages, it's all for this thing?"

Two colors of light flashed on Jiang Li's forehead, and the Liangzhou tripod and Mangzhou tripod flew out, hovering in front of him.

"How could you control two tripod vessels at the same time!"

"What kind of luck is this!"

"No wonder, you are so successful in Mangzhou, you actually have it!"

Only then did the faces of the ex-Qin survivors suddenly change, and they stared blankly at Jiang Li's two Kyushu weapons.

"What are the secrets of the Kyushu Heavy Weapons? Is it only because of them that you can enter the sixth floor of the ancient tower?"

Jiang Li asked.

"Winner and loser, although I don't know where you will go in the future, but you have two tripods, which means you are qualified to compete in this troubled world!"

"How can the secret of the tripod be so simple, it is just a coincidence and fit to be able to enter the barren ancient tower, but you will not know the real secret of the tripod, because those who do not have the tripod are not qualified to know!"

"And once the person who owns the tripod appears, he will be immediately besieged by those self-sealed monsters!"

"This is a strange circle and reincarnation, and Jiang Li can't break away from you!"

The survivors laughed crazily, their faces suddenly changed, their eyes stared straight, they spit out blood, and died at the same time.

"So dead?"

The big black dog felt sorry: "I haven't had time to search their souls for interrogation!"

"These bereaved families have secret techniques, so they won't give me this chance, and I think even they only know sporadic secrets about the Kyushu cauldron!"

Jiang Li shook his head.

As he gets more and 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 take down the corpses of the ex-Qin survivors for burial, the sky in the distance suddenly trembled.

The barriers of the world seem to be broken.

An incomparable grandeur appeared in the world of Kyushu.

It seems that there is another world that spans endless time and space and merges with this world.

Jiang Li can clearly feel the background of the Kyushu world, which seems to have increased a lot, and has brought many unknown changes and opportunities in the dark.

(End of this chapter)