"What evil god, so powerful!" Hong Chengchou was shocked and hurriedly asked for the truth.

"I don't know the specifics, but this evil god has a powerful magic power. He was a very powerful tribe leader who fought on all sides and subdued foreigners. When he was born this time, he didn't know whether it was good or evil. In short, he subdued him for his own good use. Brother Heng Jiu, you are a very important person in the coming year, and your luck is in great prosperity and you must not be harmed by the evil god. Therefore, I will protect you. These are all Dharma orders handed down by the envoy of the Emperor of Heaven. Don't ask too much about the rest. Now that you have not reached your realm, it may not be good for you if you know a lot. We will never harm you in one game."

Seeing that Hong Chengchou seemed to be chasing him and asked questions, Yuan Chonghuan quickly interrupted his words.

"I believe this. Brother Ziru is the descendant of Prime Minister Wen. He has a noble character. How can I believe it?"

Hong Chengchou suppressed the question in his heart, "What should we do now?"

"There is no way, you and I can just wait and see. The Qi-Cultivation Master in Xuanyuan Tomb is the highest secret between heaven and earth. No one knows or speculates it except the supreme Emperor of Heaven. Where can I calculate it?" Yuan Chonghuan said with a wry smile.

After a while, Hong Chengchou and Yuan Chonghuan and the others arranged all the corresponding methods and settled down. Yuan Chonghuan himself lived in Hong Chengchou's mansion. When they went out, they were always in love with each other. Jiao Buli Meng, Meng Buli Jiao. They were at the same table and slept in the same bed. They were quite energetic and emotional when they were having sex in Taoyuan.

After several days, the weather was clear and the weather was no different. However, when autumn was about to end, the climate was no longer as hot as midsummer, especially in Jiangxi, the scenery was like a picture. The two of them said they were drinking tea and drinking wine at night, and they were happy like gods.

On that night, after dinner, the two of them drank and wrote poems in the courtyard of the yamen, talking about military tactics and the practice of Confucianism and Taoism. When a bright moon hung in the air, the ground was covered with silver, and the four sides were bright. The two were in great interest, and the glass was dry. At this moment, a dark cloud flashed in the sky, covering all the bright moon's glory, and it was pitch black on all sides. The two of them felt nervous, and they couldn't scream, so they stood up and stood up.

Yuan Chonghuan was still carrying a dragon tendon gun in his hand, while Hong Chengchou took out a green sword. Both of them looked up at the dark sky.

However, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be ordinary clouds, and there was nothing unusual. Yuan Chonghuan could not feel any magic fluctuations or the aura of demons and immortals from it.

"Are you too nervous and make all the plants and trees fight?" Yuan Chonghuan was confused, but he couldn't figure out why.

It turned out that Yuan Chonghuan was guided by Wang Zhengnan and knew that another Qi training man in Xuanyuan Ling was about to be born, and was born at the home of his friend Hong Chengchou, so he came to pick him up to avoid Hong Chengchou being hurt.

Hong Chengchou is a very important figure in the future, but no accident can happen at this time.

But those ancient Qi training men were all fierce and evil. They were all upright figures back then, and no one was convinced. Even if they were sealed by Emperor Xuanyuan with the method taught by the Nine Heavens Xuannv, they still remained in a bad mood after five thousand years. Once they were born, they would turn the earth of China upside down.

Even Wang Zhengnan, as the envoy of the Heavenly Emperor, could not control the vicious people among them.

Just when Yuan Chonghuan thought he was too nervous, suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, but the huge moon disappeared, and replaced by the stars shining everywhere.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Chonghuan already understood that the evil god must have been born.

"Jingwei Jingwei, Jingwei Jingwei!" A sharp roar came from the sky, and then a star suddenly fell, dragging out a long tail. With just a flash, it reached a hundred feet above the altitude of the courtyard. The huge wind swept down, and even Yuan Chonghuan himself felt like he was about to be blown up by the wind.

Yuan Chonghuan quickly poked his gun into the ground, and then used the eight winds of Confucianism to steadily stabilize the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles.

Yuan Chonghuan's eight winds and immovable techniques have been mastered in a very profound way and is well-known among the Confucian sects. The scholars also have a nickname for him, called "Yuan Chonghuan as a mountain". This means that Yuan Chonghuan's mental strength and concentration are extraordinary, and he has reached the realm of immortals.

"The God of War Eyes!" Yuan Chonghuan roared, and a platinum of golden light as big as a thumb burst into between his eyebrows. He immediately saw a clear face in the center of the falling meteor. This face was very young, just like a young man who had just given the crown ceremony, but his pretty face showed indescribable evil and resentment. This way, he looked extremely ferocious.

Yuan Chonghuan just saw it, and his heart shivered.

"Bang..." The strange sound came out again and again. Hong Chengchou felt restless and almost fainted. He felt nauseous and vomited, and his whole body seemed to be stuck in a sticky and frozen. He watched the twisted young face pounce on him, but his hands and feet could not move.

"Hi!" Yuan Chonghuan suddenly pulled up the dragon tendon gun, and with one move, he wrapped himself in a giant python, and picked hundreds of round spears and wrapped them in the meteor light.

"You dare to block my way! Get out of here!" The twisted young face became even more ferocious. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bitten it. Yuan Chonghuan felt that the gun body was shaking. It was difficult to use his strength even if it was shaking a few times, as if a mountain was pressed on the head of the gun.

Only then did he suddenly realize that the spear head had been bitten by this face.

"Bang..." The meteor's light changed suddenly and condensed into a faint, vague and erratic shadow of a young man.

The young man bit the head of the Longjin Gun and vomited violently! Yuan Chonghuan felt an irresistible force transmitted from the gun, knocking himself into the wall of the courtyard.

Damn! Yuan Chonghuan held his body in an anxious manner, slid down along the wall, and pointed at the tip of the gun, not daring to relax at all.

"This evil god is indeed powerful. It seems that I don't want to get along with my cheap son Yuan Shikai. The ancient evil gods in Xuanyuan Tomb are indeed not simple characters."

Yuan Chonghuan failed with a move. Although he was not injured, he had already figured out the trick. He knew that the young man with evil spirit in front of him had high magic power. Although he was promoted to Earth Immortal and received guidance from Wang Zhengnan, he had developed many powerful magical powers, but he was still no match for this man.

"Hehe, hehe, what a substitute, you and I have the same breath, and the next generation is the same type of people. I am now born early, and I just want your body to be reborn and take over the body. I will achieve something big!"

The evil boy did not look at Yuan Chonghuan, turned his body and stared at Hong Chengchou, just like a wolve staring at the sheep without resistance. Hong Chengchou's heart jumped and his face was pale. He could hardly hold the Qingfeng sword in his hand.

"Slow down!" Yuan Chonghuan said suddenly: "You can't take his body from this person."

"Oh!" The evil boy turned around and showed a devilish smile on his face: "You little earth immortal, as ridiculous as an ant in front of me. If you dare to stop me, then I will destroy it first, so as not to be too long-winded!"

As soon as the words "noisy" came out, the evil boy rushed forward. Yuan Chonghuan only felt a flash of light and could not see the figure. He was shocked and quickly retreated. His body melted silently into the wall, and then floated out from afar.

But the white light followed like a shadow, and it was always three feet away from Yuan Chonghuan's body. No matter how Yuan Chonghuan retreated, it was useless.

"Damn, I care whether you are an evil god or an evil immortal, fight!" Yuan Chonghuan lost repeatedly, and his heart was also furious. He was about to use his magic power and use the magical powers of the military.

Suddenly, a lightning light broke through the air and just blocked it in front of me. It collided with the white light of the evil boy, and knocked the white light backwards.

"Brother Xiong!" The evil boy condensed into shape, his eyes flashed, and he looked behind Yuan Chonghuan.

It turned out that there was an extra middle-aged man behind Yuan Chonghuan with a fat body, a big and round head, a shiny and deep little eyes, and a squinted beard.

Needless to say, this middle-aged man is Yuan Chonghuan's cheap son Yuan Shikai, who was once the Xiong Ba.

"Don't call me Xiong Ba. Now you and I are reborn. Of course, I will use my name after rebirth." Yuan Shikai looked at the evil boy for a long time before he said in a low voice. "Wang Jingwei!"

It turned out that this evil boy was Wang Jingwei who was reincarnated three hundred years ahead of schedule. Only Hong Chengchou could have the same breath as him.

"Brother Yuan! I am born now, and my soul has been trapped for a long time. I still need to attach my body to it to absorb the vital energy and continue to cultivate and restore my original magic power. This person is like my breath, which is the right body. Why do you want to stop me?" Wang Jingwei said with a very delicate brow.

"Hong Chengchou has a role and is a key figure. Regarding the physical matter, I will help you find a way. You have just been born and don't understand the general trend of the world. If you are turbulent today, there are extraordinary figures who will reverse the world. Although you and I have strong magic power, you still have to be extremely careful, so I will remind you specifically." Yuan Shikai said, "It is true that Hong Chengchou and you have a similar aura. You can take him as a disciple. This is the best choice."

"Since Brother Yuan said that, I will naturally obey my elder brother." Wang Jingwei seemed to obey Yuan Shikai's words very much, nodded immediately and said to Hong Chengchou: "Come here!"

Hong Chengchou was completely focused and knew that he was powerless to resist. He might as well be generous, and quickly took away the Qingfeng sword and came forward to pay homage.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wang Jingwei stared at Hong Chengchou again and shouted three times, "You will be my disciple from now on. Your magic power is too ordinary. I will teach you the cultivation method. If you carefully comprehend it, you will definitely achieve great success within three years."

After saying that, Wang Jingwei shook his claws and grabbed Hong Chengchou's head. He saw the light of a light spread into Hong Chengchou's head.

After about a stick of incense, Hong Chengchou seemed to be unable to bear the huge information, and suddenly fainted, his body crawled softly on the ground and motionless, as if he was dead.

Wang Jingwei ignored it and stopped.

"Jingwei, let's go, I'll take you a place." Yuan Shikai said.

"Okay!" Wang Jingwei nodded, and the two of them rose up, and disappeared in just a flash. Yuan Chonghuan did not see clearly how he left.

"It's such a traitor." Yuan Chonghuan muttered in his heart, and hurriedly helped Hong Chengchou up, and found that his breath was normal, his blood was smooth all over his body, and there was nothing to do, so he was relieved.

On the top of Changbai Mountain, the former site of the Seven Killing Demon Palace is now filled with flags and a huge tree is built to build a huge temple of sacrifice to heaven. Teams of majestic Mongolian warriors and manzhou warriors wearing braids stood from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, and there were thousands and tens of thousands of people in a row.

At this time, the majestic and mighty temple of worship were surrounded by nobles of Manchu and Mongolian tribes. The Manchus were led by Huang Taiji, followed by Dorgon and other beiles, while the Mongolians were headed by Bumubutai Dayuer.

In addition to the Manchu and Mongolian tribes, there were dozens of Japanese people who were sed in cherry blossom kimonos and clogs on the east side of the Temple of Heaven.

The leading Japanese man is short in size, but he exudes a very strong aura, his eyes are like sharp swords, and his unpredictable magic light flashes.

This is the leader of Japan at this time, the eighth generation of the demon lord Tokugawa Ieyasu, the Eastern Demon Sect.

"The Buddha and the Demon are one. This time Ben Beile has been inherited by the Central Demon Lord and the Buddha. He has passed on the essence of our heretics' rotation civilization. He specially invited General Tokugawa to join us to divide the Chinese bloodline, destroy its descendants, and achieve unprecedented great achievements. Since General Tokugawa has come, it seems that he has agreed to form an alliance, which is a great joy." Huang Taiji told Tokugawa Ieyasu.

"Bei Le is polite!" Tokugawa Ieyasu spoke fluent Chinese. "The land of China is vast and rich, and my Yamato nation has long been involved. On the seventh day, the demon Toyotomi Hideyoshi also attacked North Korea and used it as a springboard to plot against China. Unfortunately, it was defeated by the Ming army. Nothing was achieved. At that time, the power was weak, so there was a failure. Now that you, the Manchus are rising, and you unite with our Yamato nation, will surely win."

"Okay!" After Huang Taiji and Tokugawa Ieyasu Hang said politely, the two climbed to the Temple of Heaven. They cut each other's fingers and dripped blood into the wine.

"Blood is an alliance!"

"Blood is an alliance!"

"From then on, our Qing Dynasty and Japan have never left each other and have been supporting each other. We have broken through the nine states and destroyed the Chinese descendants."

The two picked up the bloody wine and drank it all in one go.

Yu Yanluo’s new book "The Last God", well... the fairy tale written by girls must be very interesting.

(To be continued)
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