5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 320 After drinking three rounds, offering blood to the souls of the dead

In front of everyone's eyes, Jiang Ling solemnly offered a bowl of wine to Zhong Yi's grave.

The wine spilled, splashing a cloud of dust on the dry ground.

"I didn't expect you to be the first to leave. This bowl of wine will see you off."

Jiang Ling filled another glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

In terms of combat power, Feixian Mountain has a stage of transformation into a god, which can help share the pressure.If Zhong Yi wanted to escape by himself, it would be easy with his Yuanying stage strength.

Knowing his character, Jiang Ling must have wanted to take away more brothers, and died in battle when he was behind.

The majestic general of the Feixian Dynasty ended up in a wilderness with dead bodies, with no place to bury him. The state of his death is really desolate, but it is also respectable and awesome.

Just from the pile of corpses on the ground, we can see Zhong Yi's position in the hearts of Feixianshan members.

He wanted to come and take away his bones at all costs, but the enemy was too strong.

Even if countless troops are lost, Feixian Mountain will not give up, and will not allow the dignity of the general to be trampled upon.

"The second cup, I respect your generosity to me." Jiang Ling thought slightly, and the empty wine glass was automatically filled with wine, which was spilled on the ground by Jiang Ling.

Zhong Yi is a man of few words and only does practical things. He is stubborn and upright.

When Jiang Ling met him for the first time, Zhong Yi desperately resisted the invaders in the cave of Feixian Mountain in order to protect the long-lost Dazhen dynasty.

But this time, Zhong Yi also dedicated his life to protect the destroyed Feixian Dynasty, without complaint or regret.

Heroes are always silent, but all end badly.

Jiang Ling kept in mind Zhong Yi's various help to Jiangling. He helped him establish Feixian Mountain, refine religious seals, formulate religious laws, and plan Feixian Mountain, so that he had no time to practice.

If Zhong Yi had time to practice, with his heart and talent, he would probably be able to break through to the stage of transformation.

This great general was heartbroken for Jiang Ling, the hands-off shopkeeper, and he didn't even complain.

When Jiangling changed the Dazhen dynasty to the Feixianshan sect, Zhong Yi took the initiative to show support, willing to abandon the country that he had defended for countless years.

This is his generosity to Jiangling.

"Looking for death! Not only trespassing on the ruins of Feixian Mountain, but also openly paying homage to Zhong Yi, you are really brave."

An indifferent voice resounded through the sky.

The coalition forces of the Four Great Sacred Grounds have been ambushing for many years near the ruins of Feixian Mountain, and the one who took the lead to speak is even a giant in the early stage of the cave.

It is precisely because of Dong Xuqi who sits in the town that the rescue plans of the remnants of Feixian Mountain fail time and time again.

No one can escape from the hands of the hole.

At most, there would be Sikong Nihong at Feixian Mountain, but she had to take care of the Sikong Empire and secretly help the remnants of Feixian Mountain, so she couldn't get distracted and come and take away Zhong Yi's body.

However, Jiang Ling didn't seem to hear the deep voice, and still looked solemnly at the pile of rubble in front of him.

"The third cup, I respect your selfless dedication to Feixian Mountain."

Jiang Ling raised his hand, and the wine spilled.

The people watching from a distance all swallowed their saliva in shock.

That white-haired man is paying homage to the great general of Feixian Mountain!How dare you dare to pay homage to enemies all over the world openly, and in front of the Four Holy Lands.

A group of people who came for sightseeing all changed their faces.

No one could have imagined that an old man could do such an arrogant and daring thing.

However, the young people on the other side saw their eyes moist. Over the years, the remaining people in Feixian Mountain tried to take away the bones but failed, and no one even paid homage to the general.

As long as people from Feixian Mountain step into this ruins, they will be killed immediately, without exception.

And Jiang Ling was the first person to pay homage to Zhong Yi, and he finally comforted Zhong Yi's spirit in heaven on behalf of all the members of Feixian Mountain.

The young man's vision was blurred. He had also come into contact with the General when he was a child. He was an old man with a majestic appearance and a kind and approachable heart.

Zhong Yi and Yu Hongchang can be said to be synonymous with Feixian Mountain, which is enough to see their status in the hearts of everyone in Feixian Mountain.

Looking at Jiang Ling's vicissitudes of the back, the young man's face was full of surprise.

Who is that old man, and why did he take such a big risk to pay homage to the general?

Why did the old man give him a familiar and close feeling?Have you ever seen it?

While the young man's heart was agitated, he was also full of doubts.

At this time, in the ruins of Feixian Mountain, Jiang Ling ignored everyone and poured the fourth glass of wine as if no one was there.

A person with thunder in his chest and a face like a flat lake can be worshiped as a general.

Zhong Yi's death is a pity, everyone can see Zhong Yi's talent, originally Jiang Ling came back this time to develop his power vigorously.

And Zhong Yi is also an important part of his plan, and he is going to make him formally worry about the commander in chief of the armed forces and open up the territory.

It's a pity that Zhong Yi died in battle shortly after starting his business.

Jiang Ling's face was solemn, and he held up the wine glass with both hands.

"die."

Before he had time to speak, a large group of people surrounded Jiangling mighty and mighty, and rushed towards Jiangling fiercely.

These are the armies of the Four Great Sacred Lands, and this time they just killed chickens for the monkeys to show the prestige of the Four Great Sacred Lands in front of the whole world.

The forces from all directions rushed to Jiangling from four directions, led by the four stages of transforming gods.

The 4 God Transformation Stages led a large group of people to attack at the same time, just to kill an old man with gray hair, the battle was a bit too exaggerated.

Almost in an instant, the black mass of people rushed towards Jiangling like a tide, drowning him in an instant.

"Don't let anything happen to you." The young man clenched his fists tightly.

He is too weak to help, and he is looking for death if he goes, so he can only pray in his heart.

All the onlookers at the scene shook their heads: "I'm sure I'm going to die now. An old man suffered from a mental illness and went to toast a dead man, which caused his death. He really deserves it."

No one cares about the life and death of Jiangling, just like they don't care about the past and past of Feixian Mountain.

However, at this moment, an indifferent and calm voice came from the center of the crowd.

"For the last cup, I salute our enemies and give them a good ride before they leave."

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears like thunder.

"This voice!"

Everyone stared and quickly looked into the crowd.

Among the dense figures, a white-haired figure was standing indifferently, and there was an invisible force around him blocking everyone.

Wanfa couldn't get close to him, even if it was the 4 stages of transforming gods, he had no choice but to be blocked outside.

"How is it possible, he is just an old man in his twilight, without any breath, and he blocked all of us without a sound!"

The God Transformation stagers looked at each other, their pupils constricted in horror.

This person in front of him must be a powerful hermit, he kicked the iron board!

"Okay, so strong."

The young man stared blankly at Jiang Ling's back, and murmured softly.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the emperor who had long since fallen.

The backs of the two are equally stalwart, and one figure seems to be able to block the next world. Those who have not experienced this feeling will never experience it.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Jiang Ling poured the wine glass, and the wine splashed on the ground.

After drinking for three rounds, send the deceased to the earth.After drinking four cups, send the enemy on the road.

"Let's go."

Throwing away the wine glass, Jiang Ling looked at the unyielding sword marks on the pile of rubble without turning his head, as if he had experienced Zhong Yi's determination to kill the enemy with his sword on the day of the war.

"Who are you talking to? Let's go on the road? You're so bold, do you think you can kill someone with just one word?"

The 4 deities were furious, which was an insult to them.

In an instant, a group of people all unleashed their strongest killing moves.

Jiang Ling never looked back, his heart was extremely calm, he looked at the pile of rubble quietly, his eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a black mass of people fell to the ground without a sound. There was no scar on the surface, but the vitality completely dissipated.

There were no exceptions even in the 4 stages of transformation into gods, and before they even had time to react, their souls were annihilated.

In the blink of an eye, everyone died quietly at the foot of Jiangling, piled up into mountains.

There was dead silence in the field.

"It's such a strong method, I admire it, but it's a pity that with me, you don't have the share of presumptuousness."

Misty voices came from all directions, and a confused figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ling.

Hollow period!
Jiang Ling looked up at him indifferently, with 18 light spots flowing in his eyes.

This look!
He felt a palpitation that went deep into his soul, and boundless fear enveloped him.

In the next second, he only felt his eyes go dark, and then he fell straight to the ground.

A look at each other, the void, death!
(End of this chapter)