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Chapter 219 Jiang Li kills the half-step human immortal and the Nine Nether Flame Bird of Kuei Ren’s Ancestral Court! (Please subscribe for support)
"Ling Yintong, keep your soul, I'll help you suppress it!"

At one end of the hill, a middle-aged man with a tall crown and white clothes screamed miserably, his voice tearing through the sky.

He grabbed his head with both hands, almost tearing off his scalp, bleeding from all his orifices, and his soul was in severe tearing pain, as if he was out of control like a madman.

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes on the side quickly drank softly, and pressed his palm on the forehead of the man in white. Strange spiritual fluctuations slowly spread out from his palm, with a unique aura that calmed the mind, guarded the origin, and nourished the gods.

"Zuo Qiurong, leave me alone and catch that white horse. It seems to have the ability to control Zhan Kui!"

Unique fluctuations of spiritual thoughts entered his mind, and the torn and severed incisions of the man in white gradually healed and grew rapidly.

Although all the lost spiritual thoughts cannot be repaired, the pain of tearing the spiritual thoughts is greatly alleviated.

Ling Yintong was trembling all over, looking at the calm and elegant white horse in the distance, his eyes were blood red.

"hiss"

Hundreds of zombie killing generals and zombie commanders also rushed up the hill with sighs one after another.

"Lingyin and Zuoqiu listen to the order and defend with all their strength. I will capture the white horse and solve the dilemma!"

Zuo Qiurong's heart was also tight.

Although the figures behind him were gloomy, at least half of them were captured Quebec women, children, old and young. Although there were many warriors and Taoists from the aristocratic family, they could not face hundreds of zombies and killer generals who were comparable to the gods.

After hurriedly giving the order, Zuo Qiurong stepped on a feather fan and soared into the air, and a ray of light flew out from above his head.

First, it turned into a body condensed with spiritual thoughts and hung high in the sky.

The physical body at the back opened its mouth and sprayed out a cloud of golden powder, which spread freely, fell and gathered, covering the body of Shen Nian, turning into a golden body that was eight feet long.

He was covered in armor, holding maces in both hands, and looked majestic, like a divine goalkeeper who stepped out of a New Year painting. He roared and struck the white horse with his mace.

"咴"

Zhui Feng raised his head and stamped his hooves, and with a neighing sound, more than 20 Kuai Zong killer generals in the camp jumped at the same time towards Zhang Ba's golden body.

"Get out of here, you bunch of bastards!"

Zhangba's golden body let out an angry roar like gold, and smashed down his maces. One after another, the transformed Kuizong killers whose strength was comparable to that of the Grandmaster of the Divine Transformation Realm, were smashed away by him one after another.

Although the golden mace is made of gold powder, it has the hardness and sturdiness comparable to that of a divine weapon.

It smashed down violently, directly smashing the head and bones of Kuizhong Killer, and the bone stubble and broken flesh sprayed out.

Zhang Ba's golden body even dodged, passed through the remaining killers, came directly in front of Zhui Feng, and struck down with his mace.

The red moon soul flew over with a whoosh, the blade suddenly moved, held the golden mace, and broke the golden mace with a clang.

Where the mace body broke, gold powder flew into the air and spiritual thoughts evaporated.

Zhang Ba's golden body screamed in pain, but in a flash, he bypassed Yue Po and hit Zhui Feng on the forehead.

"咴"

Zhui Feng screamed angrily, and his body suddenly swelled, turning into a ferocious beast. He turned around, raised his hooves and kicked backwards, directly knocking the eight-foot-long golden body.

"How come you have the aura of Que people's blood in you!"

The eight-foot-long golden body fell back a few meters, and its copper bell-like eyes widened.

Zhui Feng's body swelled and grew, with muscles all over his body knotted and blood vessels bulging ferociously. His shoulders were four to five meters tall, making him look like a giant among horses.

Zuo Qiurong has been facing Kuei people every day these days, and he is very clear about the unique aura of Kuei blood.

"The Far North Kui people are so weird, you must be hiding some unknown secrets!"

Zhang Ba's golden body roared and rushed at him again.

The golden mace re-condensed in his hand and he smashed it towards Zhui Feng.

Zhui Feng was not to be outdone, his whole body was surrounded by waves of flames, his huge iron hooves were raised, his body and head were violently colliding, and he was fighting with Zhang Ba's golden body.

The red moon souls also kept flying and joined the battle group, and the fight was inextricable for a while.

But Zhui Feng is, after all, just an ordinary horse beast fused with blood crystals. Although his physical body has evolved, his strength has soared, he can withstand fights and creations, and his life is flourishing, his physical strength is only comparable to that of a warrior in the late stages of the Divine Transformation Realm.

In addition, it was unable to exert the true power of the moon spirit. After a while, it began to fall into a disadvantage. It was hit several times, with loud bangs and blood splashing.

"Quickly, go save that divine horse. The ancestral weapon Yue Soul is with it. It is a member of our Kui tribe!"

The tall Quebec man holding a giant ice ax roared and led many Quebec warriors to rush towards Zhangba's golden body.

"What a brave war horse. Since my ancestor was reborn, he is currently short of such a mount!"

A wisp of energy smoke rose up, and a blizzard rolled in the distance, rolling in. A young man wearing heavy armor jumped out of the snow, like an eagle spreading its wings, grabbing Zhuifeng from a high position.

With a sweeping punch, the violent force swept away, and even knocked away the tall Kuman who was charging with a giant battle axe.

"True Qi Transformation!"

With a hurricane in the void, nine crystal-like figures appeared out of thin air, holding various weapons, surrounding the heavily armored young man, and unleashed various violent killing moves.

"Huangtian's great killing technique?"

The heavily armored young man's attack was blocked, and he fisted his fists in front of his chest, setting off a terrifying turbulent flow of power, blocking the fierce offensive of the true energy.

The turbulent flow swirled violently again, directly transforming the nine true qi into shapes, shattering them all, and causing the true qi to flow in all directions.

He landed lightly, with a cautious look on his face. He looked around vigilantly, and immediately saw the figure of the young man standing on the opposite mountain.

"You are Jiang Li, the commander-in-chief of the Zhou Dynasty!"

The heavily armored young man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if light shot out.

"Ancestor, there is something weird about that white horse, and the moon blade is more like an ancestral weapon of the Kui tribe!" Zhangba Golden Body shouted.

"Monster, don't bully brother Jiang Li's horse!"

A figure about two meters tall also jumped up the mountain carrying a cold moon soul at this time.

When Yan Xiao saw the Zhangba Golden Body who was fighting with Zhui Feng and Yue Po, he rushed out with a roar. You Han Yue Po flew up and was caught in his hand, killing Zhang Ba Golden Body.

"Yan Xiao, why are you here? The ancestral weapon on your body..."

The Quebec man holding a giant ax climbed up from the ground. When he saw the Quebec child flashing past, he immediately recognized the identity of the rock owl.

"Uncle Wu Zang, I came here with my father. Our tribe was also attacked and killed by the human race!"

Yan Xiao turned around and shouted, already rushing into the battle group of Zhangba Golden Body.

The Zhangba golden body is the condensed spirit of ghosts, immortals and gods. With the blessing of mysterious gold powder, it possesses power comparable to that of a martial saint.

But with the blessing of two moon souls, one leader and one horse gradually reversed the battle and gained the upper hand.

"The ancestral weapon Yue Soul has disappeared with Yan Kui's ancestors for nearly a thousand years, and they actually appear at the same time and recognize their owners separately!"

Wu Zang, the Kuei man, looked at Yikui Yima in surprise and felt incredible.

"Another Martial Saint. Before the Divine Tower appeared, there were only a handful of Martial Saints and Ghost Immortals in the world of Kyushu, but I never thought that every thousand-year-old family would have a Martial Saint or Ghost Immortal as their heritage!"

The heavily armored young man looked at Jiang Li, and Jiang Li was also looking at him.

Near Yanba's camp, he had already killed three powerful martial saints, He Lou, Murong, and the Mo family.

At this time, the heavily armored young man appeared in front, his armor covered with auspicious clouds and inlaid with nine orbs, like stars.

Jiang Li was in the Protectorate of the Five Armies and read through the books of all the important families in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The nine stars and clouds are the emblem of the Zuoqiu family.

"Zhenjun Hou, you can appear here. Could it be that the plans of the five major families have already been noticed by Emperor Jing!"

Zuo Qiu Lian, a young man in heavy armor, shouted coldly. He glanced at the tribesmen who were surrounded and attacked by hundreds of zombies and killing generals, and anxiety flashed deep in his eyes.

If he hadn't been afraid of Jiang Li, he would have rushed in long ago, suppressed Zhui Feng with one punch, and stopped the "rebellion" of the dead leader and killer general!
The longer time passes, the more serious the casualties will be among the tribesmen.

"Martial Saint Zuoqiu, it's just a coincidence that I appear here. If the Mo family hadn't kidnapped my people from Anmang City, I wouldn't have found the Far North all the way!"

Jiang Li smiled lightly and said in a calm voice, "But whether it's me or Emperor Jing who appears here, the endings of the five major families will not be too different!"

"Damn it, I have long said that the Mo family is narrow-minded and short-sighted, and will do bad things sooner or later. They should not have been included in the alliance in the first place!"

"It's just a guest minister who defected to An Mang. It's not a big deal, but he wants to cause extra problems and cause all this trouble!"

Zuo Qiulian frowned and his temples twitched when he heard this.

The five major family alliances cooperate and share a common layout. In addition to unified actions, there are also some independently implemented tasks based on their own inheritance.

The Murong family is good at medical skills and is responsible for the production and control of Zongkui.

The Helou family was the first to pay attention to the Kui tribe in the Far North. After entering the mountains, the underlying power went directly to the depths of the mountains to find the secret formation leading to Qiongsha Island.

The two great families, Lingyin and Zuoqiu, are adjacent to the South China Sea. Most of their sphere of influence is on the sea and they have many fleets.

This time when they entered the far north, they mainly assisted the Murong family and were responsible for searching and suppressing the Quebec tribe.

As for the Mohists, they are good at machinery, mining and smelting, and are mainly responsible for finding mineral veins and lava caves.

In future uprisings, weapons and armor will be indispensable...

Unexpectedly, it was this consideration that completely exposed the plans of the five major families.

"Marquis Zhenjun, we don't have to be enemies. Since Emperor Jing doesn't know the plans of our five great families, why don't you and I sit down and discuss it slowly!"

Zuo Qiulian took a deep breath and said: "The world of Jiuzhou is vast. Conquering cities and conquering territories is not only a mundane struggle for power, but also about realm promotion and the rules of heaven and man. You are young and promising. You should not live under others for a long time. Why not join our family?" cooperate."

"Jiuzhou's luck is limited, how much can the five great families share with me?" Jiang Li asked with a smile.

"We can give you the Mo family's share!"

Zuo Qiu Lian said quickly.

"No need, I don't like sharing with others, especially aristocratic families. If you, the five major aristocratic families, want to survive, the only way to go is to hand over all your heritage and abolish your cultivation realm!"

Jiang Li's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Zuo Qiulian lightly, as if he wanted to see through the skin to see his soul clearly, "I don't know which era you are from, but you can survive to this day, and the Zuo family has sacrificed because of you. There should be quite a few descendants!”

"Jiang Li, you are so arrogant and ambitious. You actually want to monopolize the luck of the Nine Provinces? You are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it. You are really a frog in the well and do not overestimate your own abilities!"

Zuo Qiulian's face turned cold: "I wanted to give you a chance, but you have made up your mind, so don't blame me and you for the dead end. You know that I am a figure from the medieval era, so you should understand that my true combat power cannot be used by realms." to measure!"

He took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant. He appeared in front of Jiang Li with one step. With a stir of his fists, the airflow around him moved violently, forming a terrifying wind.

Under the sweep, the ground was cut down by dozens of meters.

"The Fist of Chaos!"

Zuo Qiulian shouted loudly and punched Jiang Li straight into the chest. The billowing air flow swirled around his fist arm, almost shattering the space. There was also a strange phantom of void and turbulent flow covering all directions.

"You were once a half-immortal!"

Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, he clenched his fists, flying sand and rocks instantly appeared, and out of thin air, a frenzied storm was formed that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the trend was completely opposite to Zuo Qiu Lian's.

The two storms overlapped each other and exploded as soon as they collided. Mountains hundreds of meters high were directly blown to pieces.

Jiang Li and Zuo Qiulian were also swept in by the terrifying explosion turbulence, swirling with the storm.

"What kind of trick is this!"

Zuo Qiu Lian was swept away by the turbulence and was shocked. He had just punched out and was only an inch away from Jiang Li, but the sudden storm directly detonated everything.

In the Middle Ages, he had been close to human immortals several times, but due to changes in the rules of heaven, he had to switch to martial arts.

I'm afraid he can't even remember how many times he has dismembered his body over the years, but the insights he gained from practicing Taoism and martial arts throughout his life have continued to accumulate.But no matter how he searched through all the memories in his mind, he couldn't find any spells that were similar to the Flying Sand and Stone Storm.

It is neither force nor law. It appears suddenly without any warning. It can even ignore the influence of the extremely violent turmoil around it and condense into shape in an instant.

This is by no means as simple as a top-notch spell. Only the magical powers performed by legendary heavenly beings can rival it.

"You are able to master these methods at a young age. It seems that you are the lucky person of this era. As long as I kill you, I can take away your luck. This is the opportunity given to me by God. Taking away luck can change your life. Chance!"

Zuo Qiulian yelled wildly, gathering all the strength in his body, he suddenly broke away from the turbulent flow and threw himself at the young man opposite.

"Martial Saint Zuoqiu, although you were once a half-step human immortal, your many souls have been depleted by many corpse dismemberments. Why should you kill me?"

Jiang Li sneered, the flying sand under his feet condensed into earth, his steps shrank by an inch, and he disappeared in the storm in an instant, appearing hundreds of meters away in the sky.

The crystal feathers condensed behind his back, and Jiang Li grabbed the magic sword to kill Rentu. The sword's light reflected the sky, turning into ten groups of light and shadow and slashing into the storm.

The shadow of the knife is like a curtain, extremely sharp, cutting everything.

There were also countless condensed blades of sand and stone that overwhelmingly shot at Zuo Qiulian, completely blocking his path.

"How can you guess the power of human immortals!"

Zuo Qiu Lian was irritable and furious. He stirred up his fists, and the terrifying turbulence formed again, and densely packed waves crashed into all directions.

He spun around, and he didn't know what kind of movement he performed, but he actually jumped out of the storm, appeared behind Jiang Li, and punched his heart.

The fist passed through the body without any obstruction or anything. Jiang Li's body spread out like a bubble in Zuo Qiulian's surprised eyes.

"It's just a shadow!"

Zuo Qiulian was startled and hurriedly hid to his side. The sharp blade struck down from where he had just landed, and he almost died.

"Little brat, you have quite a few tricks up your sleeve!"

Zuo Qiulian laughed angrily, and in an instant, the turbulent vision and shadow in the void enveloped him again.

Within this range, he will have every advantage and opportunity.

Although it is not the fusion of heaven and earth between human beings and immortals, it is just an alienation of the spirit of fist spirit, but after all, it has some charm and innate abilities of human immortals.

He rushed forward in a flash, not giving Jiang Li a chance to use his "trick" again.

When the two sides fought, they struck thousands of times in an instant.

But something strange happened because of this. No matter how Zuo Qiu Lian perceived and predicted in advance, he was still unable to accurately and timely capture the true trajectory of Jiang Li's attack.

On the contrary, Jiang Li could sense and predict his own offensive in advance!
His realm of void turbulence and vision has no effect at all.

After being bombarded by thousands of moves, Jiang Li calmed down and wandered in the air as if strolling in a leisurely courtyard. However, Zuo Qiulian was left with scars from being slashed by the magic knife.

The armor all over his body was broken, and his body was covered with countless stab wounds. Although not fatal, it also caused his blood to be depleted, and the more he fought, the more exhausted he became.

"what!"

Zuo Qiulian was getting more and more frightened, and he had already begun to think about retreating.

The young military commander of the Great Zhou Dynasty is extremely weird, like a completely invincible heavenly being, with endless power within his body, he is simply a monster.

Below the ground, screams were heard frequently, but Yanba and hundreds of zombies arrived to join the battle.

The men and horses of the two great families, Lingyin and Zuoqiu, were instantly killed and fell on their backs.

Wu Zang led twenty or thirty Kuai warriors to join the siege, and Zhang Ba's golden body was gradually losing ground. Finally, the rock owl held Yue Soul and chopped off his head with a knife, which turned into countless spiritual thoughts and fled in all directions.

"Jiang Li, I will kill you one day!"

Zuo Qiu Lian roared unwillingly and cast some secret technique. The essence and blood all over his body exploded from the pores in his body, forming a hot blood mist, which enveloped his body and fled into the distance, flying for dozens of miles.

"Want to go?"

Jiang Li landed on the ground, took steps forward, and chased after him from the ground in just a few steps.

"You are not an immortal, how can you master the magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch!"

Zuo Qiu Lian fell to the ground with blood all over his body. Just as he was about to turn around and run away, Jiang Li was already standing in front of him, waiting for him.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Unless you are not from this world, how could you have such unpredictable means!"

Zuo Qiulian screamed in despair, his heart was filled with despair, and his body was chopped into pieces by Jiang Li.

Before his death, he used a secret technique to refine his body's essence and blood. Zuo Qiu Lian's martial saint's body was worth almost nothing.

Jiang Li filled up his energy and picked up two items from Zuo Qiulian.

One is a Xumi storage instrument made of bronze, and the other is a half-broken fish-shaped jade pendant.

This jade pendant was carried by Zuo Qiulian. Even in the fierce fight with Jiang Li, it was not damaged by various forces. It was obviously not an ordinary item.

Jiang Li looked at it for a few more times, but couldn't see anything special about this half jade pendant, so he put it into the Sumeru Ring and waited for further study.

There are many similar items like this among his Sumeru instruments.

But Xumijie's brilliance flashed, but he failed to collect the half of the fish-shaped jade pendant.

"It's strange, even an unparalleled weapon blade can be absorbed by the Xumi magic weapon, why can't this jade pendant?"

Jiang Li was a little surprised and could only put the jade pendant in his arms to keep it.

When he raised his feet and returned to the previous camp, the battle was coming to an end.

The clansmen of the two great families, Lingyin and Zuoqiu, as well as the human clans in the camp were all killed. Zuoqiurong and Lingyintong were also killed.

Nearly a thousand zombies and killer generals stood scattered on the hills and flat ground like puppets, and were soon covered by ice crystals and flying snow, turning into huge ice and snow sculptures.

Wu Zang led a group of Kuai soldiers around Yanba and his son and Baima Zhuifeng, talking and asking.

"Jiang Li, this is Wu Zang, the leader of the Wu tribe, a famous warrior of the Kui tribe, and the successor of the next generation of warriors who will protect the sacred mountain and the ancestral court!"

Yanba saw Jiang Li returning and quickly introduced him.

"Strange human race, you saved my tribe, and you will be the friend of all Quebec tribes in the future!"

Wu Zang stretched out his hand to caress his chest and bowed slightly to salute.

He has learned everything from Yanba and Yanxiao.

"Wuzang, there are too many evil humans. There are at least tens of thousands of people scattered across the mountains, harming our people. We need to report this news to the leader as soon as possible and ask him to make a decision!" Yanba said anxiously.

"It's not too late, let's go now!"

Wu Zang nodded.

He first ordered the surrounding Quebec warriors to rush to all directions immediately and notify all the Quebec tribes to move towards the ancestral court.

Then, together with Jiang Li, Yanba and his son, they took the rescued old, weak, women and children of the Kui people and headed towards the ancestral home of the Kui people.

Nearly a thousand zombies only accepted the command of Yan Xiao and Zhui Feng. If they stayed in place for fear of something happening, they could only accompany them.

The mighty team ran towards the depths of the mountains for two days and finally arrived at their destination at sunset.

The ancestral court of the Kuei people is located deep in the endless mountains.

Surrounded by mountains, the majestic peaks thousands of meters high are like gods standing in the sky, standing solemnly and guarding closely.

The temperature here is almost freezing to the extreme. If the wine bag is poured out, the spirit will be instantly frozen into ice before it has time to flow out.

Ordinary creatures cannot survive at all.

But for some reason, there are huge trees growing as far as the eye can see on the surrounding mountains.

The shortest one is tens of meters high, with dense branches, like a canopy covering the world.

The alternation of the sun and the moon will not affect this place at all.

Above the clouds, there is heavy frozen ice mist, covering the depths of the entire Far North Mountains.

Jiang Li followed Wu Zang into the mountain. Every step he took was like walking on ice. His body broke through the frozen air, and the condensed tiny ice crystals squeezed each other, making the sound of cracking ice.

Even Jiang Li couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

If an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts comes here, even if he is wearing a ten-layer leather jacket, he will freeze to death instantly.

"Wuzang, why are you here!"

The team walked between two huge peaks, and the ice and snow on both sides suddenly trembled.

As the sound came out, the ice cracked and the snow fell. Four tall and majestic men about five meters tall appeared from the snow.

Wu Zang's body was nearly five meters tall, much taller than Yanba, but in front of these four Kui people, he looked very thin.

Yanba instantly became like a child.

An ancestral warrior stepped out of the snow and stood in front of several people, like a thick wall.

His eyes swept across the mighty team, and when he saw the leader behind him, his eyes narrowed, a little surprised, but not surprised.

"Dear ancestral warriors, our tribe was attacked by humans. They came with bad intentions. At least hundreds of tribes were massacred and occupied by them. I want to see the leader. It is urgent!" Wu Zang bowed.

"Human race?"

The Ancestral Warrior's eyes narrowed, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly arose, as if the surrounding space was being frozen to pieces.

"High-level Martial Saint!"

Jiang Li's heart moved. The pressure displayed by the ancestral warriors in an instant was definitely above the level of a high-level martial saint.

Is this the true heritage of the Québécois?
"You all come in with me. The leader is communicating with the mountain god and listening to the teachings. He will wake up in three days. Before that, we can only wait!"

The anger of the ancestral warrior only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared, returning to his indifferent state again, as if the Kui tribe outside the mountain had nothing to do with him.

He turned around, took long strides, and headed toward the valley unhurriedly.

"Yanba said that there are only ten ancestral warriors in each generation. Just like the leader, once they are chosen by the mountain god, they must cut off all ties and forget all worldly things!"

Jiang Li followed the ancestral warriors and walked between the two mountains, remembering Yanba's introduction to the Kuiren clan.

When viewed from a distance, the passage between the two majestic peaks is very narrow.

But only when you really walk in will you find that this passage is several times wider than the widest road in Shengjing City.

The majestic peaks on both sides towered, as if they were about to pour down, giving people a feeling of extreme oppression and danger.

After walking more than a thousand meters, the sight suddenly opened up, and there was an unseen open space. The light was dim, and there were only hundreds of huge black shadows crawling on the ground.

These black figures cannot be seen clearly, but judging from the vague outlines, they look like many different types of giants.

There were shapes of jackals, tigers, leopards, bears, apes, and monkeys, as well as some huge black shadows of birds, and things Jiang Li had never seen before.

Although these black shadows are frozen by ice and snow, they still exude a faint pressure.

Jiang Li walked slowly past the frozen beast, and his heartbeat suddenly began to accelerate.

The blood and energy in his body also began to tremble slightly, and a body-training technique that he had practiced started to work on its own.

"The Flame Bird Feather Transformation Technique!"

Jiang Li's eyes flashed and he looked towards a corner.

(End of this chapter)