From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

On the banks of Yongchuan River.

The great general Zhong Shentong rode his horse forward with a grim look on his face.

His younger brother Zhong Liang has a close relationship with Xiao Niantou of Gongzhufen, so the Zhong family has known about the approximate storage of the Qin Emperor's tomb for a long time. However, due to his identity as a tomb keeper, Xiao Niantou cannot reveal more. The resources that are enough to make people dominate the world have made the Zhong family scratch their heads all these years.

But today, first the Yongchuan River overflowed, and then there was the evil creature in Gongzhufen asking for help. He had already guessed some clues.

How dare someone get there first?

Twenty thousand elite cavalrymen were stationed on the river bank, and suddenly the ground shook violently around them.

A giant Buddha emerged from the water, with a solemn appearance, a whisk in his left hand and a precious pestle in his right hand. His body was filled with golden blood vessels and veins, and there were faint traces of four thousand green lamps serving as his acupoints.

Everyone in the Zhong family army was shocked.

He was puzzled by this kind of supernatural power. He had never heard of anything like it. The only thing that came to his mind was the so-called rare Buddhist supernatural power on the martial arts evaluation list. However, the evaluation above clearly stated that it was twenty meters high and was definitely not the behemoth before him.

Officers at all levels maintained their morale and launched a volley of arrows. Thousands of arrows flew into the air, creating ripples on the surface of the giant Buddha.

The giant Buddha returned the favor with a whisk, and fire rain fell from the sky.

Before that, he swept across with his long arms holding the pestle, killing 1,200 soldiers.

The Zong family army collapsed, this thing was beyond human power to defeat.

Many cavalrymen fled in panic, covered in flames.

The giant Buddha disappeared, and a figure fell from the sky.

Zhong Shentong, who turned around to retreat, reined in his horse and stopped, his eyes dim and unclear, and the thousands of soldiers around him were at a loss.

The Northern Mang general forced a smile and said, "If the Zhixuan realm had not greatly enhanced the Qi, the Marquis Ji'an would not have been able to hold out for too long against the Buddha statue just now."

"Are you a land immortal?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head after saying this.

"Yes, he must die."

Not counting many external objects and the magical powers of the giant Buddha, he is now in the Vajra realm and can fight against the warriors, the great celestial phenomena, or the immortals of the three religions on land. Theoretically, the chance is 60:40, which is much stronger than when he just came out of Hengshui. At that time, he could only rely on his thick skin and flesh to have a chance to exchange life with the immortals of the three religions on land, but it still could not reach the current chance of 60:40.

The Deer-Cutting Spear thrust out, and a powerful force rushed forward.

The power of seven dragons and one elephant was unleashed, and in a wide straight line, seven hundred personal soldiers were instantly turned into mud.

Zhong Shentong turned around and withdrew, and the commander of the personal guards of Vajra Realm led his men to charge, intending to delay the enemy by death.

Jiang Yuan fired a sweeping shot at close range, without any fancy moves, and without hitting the target, the sharp power released by the Deer-Cutting Spear cut the leader of his personal guards in half, and in the process killed hundreds of people.

The strong men in the army threw their spears together, which were shattered into pieces after hitting the dark blue python robe, and the killing power was completely dissipated by the giant diamond physique.

Jiang Yuan fired continuously, destroying the surrounding woods.

The vigorous energy is like a dragon, and the blood is flowing like an oar.

A shot here, a shot there, resulted in thousands of corpses of soldiers and officers. The fierce hurricane echoed, and the spear kills, which were at their peak at all times, quickly destroyed the personal soldiers of the Zong family.

Zhong Shentong reined in his horse and stopped, because at some point, the Marquis of Ji'an had stopped in front and was waiting.

"If I have the conditions to survive, please tell me, sir." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Shentong's vision fell into darkness.

Jiang Yuan held up the head of the Beimang general, and a golden avenue spread out under his feet.

In the distance, a ghost in the Zhixuan realm named Danying is running away. It is still far from the future celestial realm of the original world line.

Jiang Yuan came to the top of Danying's head. The other party had some relationship with the Queen of Daqin, but had nothing to do with him.

People in the three religions act on behalf of heaven, which, specifically for Confucianism, means making outstanding contributions among the three immortalities.

The secret technique of Golden Threaded Robe was put into operation, and countless silk threads were compiled into three hundred poems and songs in mid-air.

These plagiarized materials could have shocked the Liyang literary world for someone, but he had no interest in them at all.

The scholar's spirit is in harmony with the celestial phenomena.

"You evil creature, you still have not yet received death."

Three hundred poems and songs were burning, thunder rumbled in the sky, a pillar of lightning that reached the sky and the earth fell, smashing into the panicked Danying. The ghost covered in filth met its natural enemy and disappeared on the grassland like snowflakes.

The eight hundred years of obsession that shouldn't have existed was shattered.

……

Half a day later, a blue shirt fell to the ground.

Next to him was a one-armed old man lying on a floating sword. Sensing the unconcealed aura of this place, he burst into laughter.

"You Confucians have really produced a huge anomaly."

Cao Changqing rubbed his brows in pain, he couldn't figure out how the Marquis of Ji'an was promoted to the Confucian astronomical realm.

"He has the physique of a great Vajra, and unparalleled divine power. He shoulders the unparalleled divine power of Buddhism, but his realm is still that of an ordinary Vajra. If he is allowed to cultivate another great Vajra, then it would be unimaginable that there would be two of them. By then, I'm afraid that with just the perfect Vajra, he would be able to compete with a great warrior in the immortal realm on land, and he would be slightly better. In the future... whoever becomes his opponent would be a headache for God."

"Are you afraid that he will become a powerful enemy of Western Chu?" Li Chungang asked.

"He is the arch enemy of all the people in the martial arts world." Cao Changqing said helplessly, "He has almost consumed half of the luck of Buddhism. In this unprecedented year, only the heavenly man level can suppress him who has reached the perfection of Vajra. If he enters the realm of Zhixuan, Wang Xianzhi may not be able to win."

"I am only concerned with the restoration of Western Chu. Don't think of asking me to kill the Qingmiao. If they are so sneaky, Wang Xianzhi sixty years ago could not defeat the Wooden Horse and the Ox. In addition to the two green snakes, I also have a sword to open the Sky Gate, but it is not for the younger generation. The world of martial arts will always be full of ups and downs. There is no reason why a tree that stands out in the forest should be destroyed." Li Chungang said disdainfully.

Sixty years ago, the swordsman roamed the world, and was hailed as a sword talent that only appears once in five hundred years. He entered the Vajra realm at the age of sixteen, the Finger Mystery realm at the age of nineteen, and the Celestial Phenomenon realm at the age of twenty-four. After that, he closed the scabbard of the sword for six whole years, and never drew his sword. Finally, he practiced the sword with a strong sword intent and opened the gate of heaven. However, he encountered love at the peak of his career. He went to Longhu Mountain to seek an audience with Qi Xuanzhen, but to no avail. Fengdu Green Robe'er died. When he was disheartened, he exchanged an arm with Sui Xiegu, an old man who ate swords.

Before that, he encountered the challenge of Wang Xianzhi. In order not to kill the younger generation who achieved success late in life, Li Chungang allowed the other party to break the wooden horse and ox, and never used his sword to open the sky gate and kill him. He hoped that everyone in the swordsmanship of the future would be as good as a dragon, and he was dismissive of Cao Guanzi's suggestion.

"After all, he is the Marquis of Ji'an in Liyang." Cao Changqing said.

"Then we'll decide life and death on the battlefield." Li Chungang snorted coldly and left first. After reuniting with the little thing now named Green Fish, he had taken off the stinky sheepskin coat.

Cao Changqing also set off. Their target this time, going deep into the heart of Beimang, was the prince consort of the Dongyue Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period. That man's ability to lead troops in battle was comparable to that of the Spring and Autumn Military Master Ye Baikui and Chen Zhibao of Beiliang.

"The celestial eunuch who coexists with the Liyang Kingdom in Tai'an City, Wang Xianzhi from the East Sea Wudi City, Tuoba Bodhisattva who got the weapon, and the Ji'an Marquis who is in the Mysterious Realm, Gao Shulu, the Forget-Sorrow Celestial, Xie Guanying, the old man from the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhang Fuyao, the old Confucian scholar, and Li Chungang at the end of Jianghu."

Cao Changqing flew away on the wind. Under the vast rivers and lakes, there were many old turtles hiding. Except for Ji'an Hou, Tuoba Bodhisattva and Li Chungang, the other five had already reached the realm of heaven.

"We can no longer be stubborn about Confucianism."

(End of this chapter)