Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

"Jiang Li actually dares to grab this Sword of Fate. Aren't you afraid of the cause and effect? ​​You really don't know how to live or die!"

Sima Tu saw Jiang Li reaching for the Emperor Tianjian and sneered repeatedly.

The Emperor's Heavenly Sword and Earth's Heavenly Sword and Earth Listening to Heaven's Vision formations were set up by Taishang Taoist and he spent a lot of mana and effort, and were also supported by many magic weapons, immortal soldiers and secret techniques provided by ghosts and angels.

At this moment, luck is entangled, and the fate and cause and effect of the creatures in Zhongzhou are also involved.

Once severed, any cuts will become causal.

The consequences, backlash, and fetters brought about by this are unpredictable.

It will also create many obstacles and karma that will break through the situation...

But before Sima Tu could show his laughter, the palm of his hand that was holding the Heavenly Emperor Sword felt a sharp pain, and unknowingly, it was dripping with blood.

The Emperor's Sword swung violently, breaking through the flesh and skin of his palm, exposing the metacarpal bones.

In the void, the glow of the sky flashed, and the sword blade flipped over directly, slashing directly towards Sima Tu who was smiling.

"Impossible, how could the Emperor Tianjian be controlled by you!"

Sima Tu screamed in shock, the Emperor's Sky Sword was slashing at him, but he couldn't avoid it. A huge wound was opened on his chest, and the golden flame robe was also torn and flew away.

Jiang Li squeezed it gently with both hands, and a brilliant divine sword, with its radiant light, turned into a stream of light again, and pierced Sima Tu's chest with a swish, pinning him to the void.

On top of the divine sword, not only was the luck of the four states and two regions attached to it, which directly shook away the luck of the central state, but it also had the power of thunder, the spirit of the fist, the true energy of the stars, and pure telekinesis, destroying Sima Tu's body in seconds. Yin Shen.

"Jiang Li, you dare to kill the king? Where are my Great Zhou generals and imperial guards? Are you going to watch me get killed?"

Sima Tu screamed in agony, struggling and roaring like a dying animal.

"..."

Under the sky, in Shengjing City, countless dignitaries and masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty looked up to the sky, and they were all caught in a dilemma.

The six-winged gods killed the real Emperor Zhou, and they went on a killing spree that shocked Shengjing.

It was Jiang Li who showed up to stop the suppression.

But when this "Great Zhou Taizu" took action, it was clear that he was targeting the Six-Winged God Clan.

Although judging from various scenarios, this person is indeed very likely to be the real Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But after all, this is only a possibility and has not been truly recognized or confirmed.

And even if they have the strength to stop them, who should they stop?

Jiang Li?

Although Liangzhou and Mangzhou are now controlled by Jiang Li, they have long had little to do with the Great Zhou.

But after all, Jiang Li is also the official in charge of Liang Mang who was personally appointed by Emperor Jing...

Both emotionally and rationally, it was impossible for them to show any disrespect to Jiang Li.

"Reincarnated as a stranger, I will come back to settle matters with you later!"

Jiang Li nailed Sima Tu with his sword, turned around and walked into the void, chasing Xi Jingchuan who had fled away, and soon disappeared.

"The identity of the so-called Taizu is temporarily difficult to find. What should we do?"

"Go and collect the remains of the Holy Lord first!"

Some ministers of the Zhou Dynasty who had woken up from the shock rushed towards the palace from all over the half-ruined city.

Carrying yellow cloth, they scattered Sima Yi's remains on the roof of the house and carefully put them away, and the cries continued.

The entire Shengjing city was filled with a gloomy and desperate atmosphere.

"What happened!"

A feeling of oppression as powerful as the vast ocean suddenly came, and Jiang Shirong's figure stepped into the palace square.

He looked at the remains of Emperor Jing on the yellow cloth on the ground, his eyelids were about to burst, he was sad and angry, and roared like thunder: "Who killed the Holy Lord? Who is it!"

"Marquis Wu, killing the Holy Lord is..."

In the square, the ministers who were crying around Sima Yi hesitated to speak.

Many ministers didn't know the identity of the six-winged god just now, but Xi Jingchuan's voice when he was approaching Yanque Hall was heard by many palace maids and eunuchs from a distance.

At this moment, I have already made it clear to them one by one.

"Jiang Shirong, rescue me quickly. I am Sima Tu, Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Jiang Li rebelled against me. Not only did he refuse to return the tripod of the two states, he also seriously injured me!"

In the sky, Sima Tu shouted loudly: "Pull out the Emperor Tian Sword from my body, and you and I will kill Jiang Li together!"

"Jiang Li!"

Jiang Shirong's eyes darkened, and he ignored Sima Tu's shouting. Instead, he shouted to the surrounding ministers and asked: "Is it really Jiang Li who killed the Holy One? I knew that this traitor was born to be rebellious, and he would never be able to rule the world and bring peace to the country. He is such a talented person, thanks to His Majesty for having such great faith in him!"

He lifted his python robe, faced the corpse of Emperor Jing Sima Yi, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed nine times to apologize: "Your Majesty, I did not teach my son well and neglected to discipline him. I will kill the traitor and then I will apologize to Your Majesty!"

After saying this, he stood up decisively.

"Marquis Wu..."

When the ministers saw this scene, they looked at each other in confusion. For a moment, they didn't know how to speak. However, they had to explain to Marquis Wu that it was definitely not King Anmang Jiang Li who killed the Holy Emperor!
"Jiang Shirong, you don't have to go to so much trouble. I have already brought the person who killed Emperor Jing for you!"

There was a flash of golden light in the void, and Jiang Li dropped from the sky while carrying Xi Jingchuan, who had been captured by him.

He stood in front of Jiang Shirong and threw Xi Jingchuan, who had six wings, to the ground like a pig or dog.

"Jiang Li, how dare you come back!"

Jiang Shirong raised his eyebrows, his arrogant fist spirit suddenly rose, and his anger boiled like lava.

"Why don't I dare to come back!"

Jiang Li sneered, and Ni Zhi's fist intention was immediately released, and he and Zhen Wuhou were facing each other tit for tat, each with their own momentum, fighting each other.

"Marquis Wu, the person who killed the Holy One was not King An Mang!"

"Marquis Wu, don't be impulsive. Without King An Mang, Shengjing City would have been completely destroyed by Xi Jingchuan!"

"The slayer of the saint, Xi Jingchuan!"

When the ministers saw that the battle between Jiang Li and Jiang Shirong and his son was about to begin, they were all frightened and could not care less, so they all opened their mouths to dissuade them.

The Great Zhou Dynasty declined and the Holy Emperor was killed.

Although it has reached the final moment of destruction, it is not really hopeless.

On the contrary, Dazhou's greatest foundation and support are still there!
Wu Hou and his son are both the most powerful people in the four regions of Jiuzhou today.

It's no problem to defeat hundreds of ancient clans with one person.

Jiang Li also controlled the two states of Liang and Mang.

If they can give up their prejudices, Dazhou will not only have a chance to continue, but it may even be impossible to fight back, be reborn against the odds, and sweep across the Nine Provinces... "What are you talking about!"

Jiang Shirong's face froze and his expression froze.

"Marquis Wu, the person who killed the Holy One was this six-winged monster. All the people in Shengjing City witnessed this."

"That's right, if King Anmang Jiang Li hadn't arrived in time, Shengjing would have turned into a dead city!"

The ministers quickly confirmed that some lively people even omitted Xi Jingchuan's name and only called him the six-winged monster.

In this way, the relationship between Jiang Shirong and Xi Jingchuan was cleared.

After all, Dazhou cannot live without Zhenwuhou.

"Marquis Wu, all evil deeds are caused by this six-winged monster. King Anmang is the one who saved Shengjing!"

The other ministers immediately understood and quickly changed their words.

"Your Majesty, you really killed me!"

Jiang Shirong's expression turned gloomy to the extreme, and he turned to look at Xi Jingchuan who was thrown to the ground.

"I killed Sima Yi. How could the lives of more than a thousand people in Linghe Fort be in vain?"

Xi Jingchuan struggled with his wings, and a crazy and cruel smile appeared on his almost perfect handsome face: "Father, the last restraint that restrained you has been broken by me. How could Sima Yi and the Zhou royal family drive you and me? Two people.

"The envoy said that you are the real protagonist of the Jiuzhou world, the supreme master who is destined to rule Zhongzhou and transcend the world. Now that Sima Yi is dead, Zhongzhou will definitely be controlled by his father. It's a pity that I can't see this for the time being. A sight.”

"Shut up, these treacherous and unethical remarks were all made by the devil to deceive you?"

Jiang Shirong was furious, his fists flew wildly, and he directly knocked Xi Jingchuan away.
"Father, this is destiny. You can't resist fate!"

Xi Jingchuan's expression was almost crazy, as if he couldn't feel any pain, and he still shouted persistently: "A mere Great Zhou, a mere Kyushu, can't trap you at all. The ghost said that there are infinite worlds beyond Kyushu, the journey of the galaxy, eternity The opportunity is so vast. As long as the father is willing, it is not difficult to suppress the infinite world.

"The son is willing to die to clear the way for his father. One day, the father will break the vacuum and save his son again!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Li with ferocious eyes. He suddenly summoned the last strength of his body, jumped up, and crashed headlong into the air.

"Jiang Shirong, you claim to be loyal, but you wanted to kill me just now. Why are you so hesitant now that the real murderer is here?"

With just a wave of Jiang Li's sleeves, his true energy swept Xi Jingchuan flying towards Jiang Shirong, "No matter whether he was tempted or instigated by others, regicide is a major crime that will destroy the nine tribes. You are dragging your feet to cover it up. Are you trying to bend the law for personal gain?" "

"Jiang Li, don't even think about destroying my spirit and will. The crime of regicide is unpardonable and should be executed!"

Jiang Shirong's face was covered with frost, and the battle array in his eyes was endless, iron-blooded, without a trace of emotion.

Seeing Xi Jingchuan being thrown forward, he took a step forward, clenched his palm as wide as a small vat, and punched out, Xi Jingchuan's body shattered and turned into powder.

"He is worthy of being the most trusted King Wuhou of Zhou Dynasty!"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Now that Marquis Wu has returned to Zhou, I don't need to deal with things here. The remnants of Beimang are still wreaking havoc on Mangzhou, invading Yun and Feng. The military affairs of Anmang City are heavy, so Jiang Li resigned first!" "

He bowed to the officials present, his clothes were elegant, and he turned around and left.

"Jiang Li, you want to betray the Zhou Dynasty by supporting your own troops!"

Jiang Shirong stomped the ground violently, and his sharp fists poured towards Jiang Li like a rain of swords, spears, and swords.

"Your Majesty has appointed me as the general of the Liangmang Conquest, commanding all the military and political power in the two states of Liangmang, until the end of the ancient troubled times, and the great Zhou Dynasty regained control of the land of Zhongzhou.

"Everything Jiang Li did was based on his orders, how could he be said to be rebelling!"

Jiang Li waved his hand casually, and his fist spirit moved in reverse direction, dispelling the rain of swords, guns, and swords.

I heard him leaping into the sky and sneered: "On the contrary, I am suppressing Marquis Wu. I was ordered to guard Zhongzhou. How much time has passed now, can Marquis Wu take back a town and a village for His Majesty?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Li turned into golden light and disappeared in the direction of Liangmang.

"Jiang Li, you are such a sharp-tongued person!"

Jiang Shirong stood for a long time, silent, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, but it finally turned into a cold voice: "Okay, let you see how I, Jiang Shirong, conquered Zhongzhou and suppressed an ancient tribe in the state!"

"Jiang Shirong, you loser, just watch Jiang Li escape? Once he returns to Liangmang, like a dragon returning to the sea, like a roc entering the sky, who can hurt him!"

In the sky, Sima Tu angrily reprimanded: "You only care about your face and your heart. Such useless calculations. In the future, it will be your fault that Jiang Li transcends the Nine Provinces...Pfft."

While Sima Tu was cursing, his chest suddenly trembled, and the Emperor Tian Sword inserted in his chest was pulled out by Jiang Shirong, who was more than ten kilometers away.

Sima Tu was in unbearable pain, blood surged back, and he vomited blood repeatedly.

The Emperor Tian Sword was pulled out and slashed back with a twist, causing Sima Tu's head to fly high.

"Jiang Shirong, you also want to kill the king!"

Sima Tu screamed in fear.

"Things of unknown origin, what evidence do you have for claiming that you are the Great Zhou Taizu? Where is the ancestor of the Flame Bird!"

Jiang Shirong's voice was cold, and the Emperor Tianjian slashed in the air again. Sima Tu's head was split in two, and the Yin Shen flew out at once.

But the Emperor's Sky Sword slashed away again with a brilliant sword light. Sima Tu let out a wail, his spiritual thoughts were shattered, and all his spiritual consciousness was wiped out.

puff

The remains of Sima Tu fell to the ground with a muffled sound, like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the civil and military officials of the court.

"Ghosts have many tricks. This person is definitely a reincarnated ghost created by him. Taizu died of illness decades ago. This matter is recorded in history and cannot be faked!"

Jiang Shirong turned around, glanced at the ministers, and said coldly: "The Holy Emperor was assassinated and deserved a grand state funeral. However, Jiuzhou fell and the world was in turmoil. The Holy Emperor's bones were temporarily sealed in the palace until Zhongzhou was liberated and Kyushu was stabilized, and then we can discuss it again!

"Now, all the princes are stationed in the war. The prince is still young and cannot be enthroned as emperor. I risk the disapproval of the world and temporarily take charge of the state affairs. When everything is calmed down, I will hand over my power and commit suicide to apologize to the Holy One!"

The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other and immediately responded in unison, "The Great Zhou Dynasty is in turmoil. Only Wuhou is in charge of everything, can we hope to continue our Great Zhou Dynasty. We all obey Wuhou's orders, and no one dares to disobey!"

"The main culprit for the fall of the Holy One is still the resurgence of the ancient tribe. If Zhongzhou hadn't fallen and the cauldron was silent, how could the Holy One be stabbed so easily if he had luck protection!"

Jiang Shirong stood with his hands behind his back, and his tone was stern, full of murderous intent: "Today, I will send off your majesty as the ancient clan of the Ten Cities!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away towards the outside of the palace.

……

"There seems to be something wrong with the weather in Anmang City!"

Just when Jiang Shirong left Shengjing and descended on cities to kill the ancient tribes, Jiang Li had also returned to the northwest wilderness.

He appeared outside Anmang City, looking from a distance, his brows suddenly raised, a little surprised.

Although the city of Anmang is intact, the flags are flying, the luck is great, and the troops and horses are strong.

But Jiang Li always felt a strange and strange energy lingering nearby, making his mood fluctuate slightly, making him feel inexplicably irritable and uneasy.

But he sensed letting go, covering the entire northwest wilderness, and he didn't sense or notice the existence of anything different.

After searching to no avail, he could only suppress his emotions temporarily, and with a sway of footsteps, he arrived at the Protectorate's Mansion. (End of chapter)