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

The army was defeated and the war was effectively over.

The sky changed color and the roar of gods and men could be vaguely heard.

Jiang Yuan was dismissive. The rules of this world were extremely strict. Even if four giants came, their realm had to be lower than that of heavenly perfection. They themselves were one of the important creators of the rules and they could not violate them. If they were to compete with the same realm, it would be best to attack together, so as not to lose face by being beaten one by one.

Dozens of white pieces fell.

On the Northern Mang side, dozens of powerful officials and generals were killed.

The Queen of Beimang was completely controlled by Helian Jiang's personal soldiers, and the 400,000-strong army had collapsed.

Another handful of white pieces were scattered.

On the Northern Liang side, the infantry commander is Yan Wenluan.

The cavalry commander Zhong Hongwu.

Dian Xiongchu, Wei Fucheng and other young generals.

Yuan Nanting, He Zhonghu and other young military generals.

All died tragically one by one.

An extremely rare simultaneous collapse occurred, and the mountains and plains were filled with fleeing soldiers.

Before Jiang Yuan left, he absorbed the blood evil and dragon luck from the northwest battlefield, as well as the vitality from the plain battlefield. Now he is the regent of Liyang and has the foundation to squeeze the land, and his harvest is quite fruitful.

Passing by Qingliang Mountain, one move destroyed Lu Baijie's newly-cultivated celestial realm.

Take a detour to Mount Nalanda in the Western Regions, first kill the previous leader of the Demon Cult, Liu Songtao, and then get rid of the local first-class immortal.

"Why do donors commit so many sins of killing?"

"You want to stop me from unifying the world?"

An old monk came out to block the way, holding a bowl of chicken soup.

Jiang Yuan's face was calm. This man was a true giant, the Chicken Soup Monk of the Lotus World, one of the Four Worlds. He had the cultivation level of the Fourteenth Realm and was extremely good at defense. However, his killing power was only half of that of people at the same level.

"Let your real body come over. A banished Yin God is not enough."

Two strands of black sword intent danced at the fingertips of one hand.

It is equivalent to the two serious swords of his own sword art, with a total of three strands. One of them is currently in Ximi's body, and one strand once stayed briefly in the body of the eldest disciple and was taken back after his death.

The Chicken Soup Monk shook his head and handed over the Buddhist bowl in his hand.

"I beg the Regent to restrain himself a little, otherwise the four main gods will definitely stop you when you ascend."

Jiang Yuan did not comment. He did not kill the King of Beiliang. He planned to imprison the whole family. If Beifang Zhenwu did not want to fall in realm, he would have to escort them. Otherwise, the death of Yin Shen, the prince of the human world, would bring a heavier price. Baidi had already reached the thirteenth realm. By then, Zhenwu would only be able to fight against two opponents of the same level.

"As long as I don't destroy the world, they won't be willing to destroy the chessboard."

The Chicken Soup Monk was slightly speechless. It was indeed the other party's bottom line that was too low.

"Regent, there are ten dragons in the bowl, which are the result of the ten thousand years of Buddhist luck here. Because of this bowl, there were the disasters of destroying Buddhism in the north and south. If Your Highness eats it, it will be refined and transformed into great power. With the six-foot-tall golden body that I gave you as a gift from the Yin God, your strength will be greatly improved. This old monk would like to ask Your Highness to be kind to the sentient beings here and not to squeeze out all their luck."

Jiang Yuan pondered, this meant that the other party's Yin God had been sitting here for ten thousand years, and if his Yin God was shattered, his body would definitely fall in realm. Anyone can only give birth to a Yin-Yang God once, and he himself is no exception.

"can."

The Chicken Soup Monk smiled with relief, and began to break into pieces, using his own great virtue to resolve the immense calamity.

Jiang Yuan took the Buddha bowl and drank the chicken soup. The eight hundred dragon-elephants on his body transformed into eight celestial dragons. Adding the essence of ten thousand years in the bowl, he gained the power of eighteen celestial dragons.

"Now that the prince is facing the energetic warrior who is at the first floor of the Ten Realms of Martial Arts, I think he has a 40% chance of winning."

The Chicken Soup Monk gave away his own relics, which contained a six-foot-tall golden body, which was separated from his original body by two worlds and a special paradise. It was equivalent to two independent people, but there was no attachment to life or death.

Jiang Yuan accepted it, intending to let his main body use it, as Yang Shen's outer body no longer needed any icing on the cake.

"Someone took the initiative to block the road, but it was not within the scope of the agreement."

"How can I allow myself to be slaughtered by others?" The chicken soup monk replied with a smile, and then he died suddenly and turned into ashes. Jiang Yuan left the Western Regions and no longer went to the Central Plains, but went straight east to Beijing.

……

August, the fourth year of Qianyuan.

The titles of kings were abolished in the four states of Northern Liang, and eighteen garrisons were established.

After the Liang-Mang War, the four states of Nanyuan were taken by Li Yang, and thirty-six garrisons were established.

The Helian family led an army of 200,000 to unify the four states of Beiyuan. The head of the family, Helian Jiang, proclaimed himself emperor, and later surrendered to Li Yang.

On August 15th, Emperor Wu of Liyang abdicated the position of Regent.

The country's name is Ren.

Thirty-two rebellions broke out in succession in various parts of the territory, and were all suppressed by the guards.

On August 20th, the current sword crown of the Wu Family Sword Tomb became the Queen Da Ren.

……

August 21st.

In Lanshui County, Jizhou, Cui Nan walked into an inn.

The innkeeper looked like a wealthy man, as his legs and feet were not very agile.

As it was still early, the inn had not yet opened.

The former Tangxi swordsman Lu Baijie was chased and beaten out of the backyard by Xu Zhihu.

When Xu Weixiong saw the scholar's face, his expression became complicated.

The two maids, formerly named Bluebird and Sweet Potato, were cleaning the tables, chairs and benches, fighting openly and secretly for the position of the legal wife.

The old slave who had taken the initiative to downgrade himself ran to the shopkeeper to get some wine after taking care of the stable.

A silly-looking boy was chewing a steamed bun. When he saw his elder brother coming down from the second floor, his face immediately broke into smiles.

"Prime Minister Cui is looking for me?" Xu Fengnian asked with a smile.

"No official position, no martial arts training, no first-rank officials, no leaving Lanshui County. As long as you keep these four points in mind, the Xu family will be able to continue peacefully for another two hundred years and have many branches and leaves." Cui Nan said indifferently, "Of course, if the one in the sky dares not take action at that time, everything will be in vain. Fifty thousand filth-eliminating border troops will trample the inn. Do you have any complaints?"

Xu Fengnian looked back at the inn where his family was, and his smile became much more sincere, "This is the first time I feel so content."

"If your destiny does not fall to the ground, your family will not be harmed." Cui Nan had finished his words.

"Prime Minister, my brother's natural diamond is of the first rank..."

"I mentioned it on the day of the Emperor's wedding. He was in a very good mood and had no time to worry about these things."

Cui Nan turned and walked out of the inn.

Xu Fengnian breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Xu Weixiong, and suddenly stretched his neck and shouted, "Mr. Cui, my second sister likes you!"

Xu Weixiong's face turned red. He grabbed a bench and threw it over, but the stupid boy hit him with his forehead and smashed it.

"You still have a good vision."

Cui Nan's pace and expression didn't change at all, and he just disappeared on the street.

In the inn, the former King of Beiliang Xu Xiao and Lao Huang were drinking together.

Times changed quickly, from the Spring and Autumn Period to Li Yang, and then to the troubled times, and then to a stable world of peace and prosperity. Emperor Da Ren became the ultimate winner.

When Xu Xiao thought about this, he felt strange, because Emperor Daren really had nothing to do with the word "benevolence".

Because one person destroyed the martial arts world and brought it to its decline and decline, a few days ago, a Vajra Realm master was born in Jiangbei, which became a major event in the martial arts world. However, a quarter of an hour later, he was killed by an ordinary iron sword flying from the sky. Now, the martial arts world and the temple are all in the hands of one person.

(End of this chapter)