"Not only did you kill me without prodding, but you also dared to have the intention to kill me?"
The whole body's bones vibrated, like thunder, resounding loudly throughout the surroundings. If Mr. Fan had not made arrangements before and set up a magic circle to block the sound inside, otherwise, this movement might have been noticed by others!
To a certain extent, Mr. Fan has reaped the consequences!
Rumble!
Yang Fan was covered in white bone armor, with sharp bone thorns emerging from his body. He was as ferocious and terrifying as the most exquisite war weapon in the world. It was packed with endless edge and strode towards Mr. Fan like a meteor!
Sharp thorns pierced the air, the surrounding air exploded, and cracks in the void were torn out!
Stab!
Before the person arrived, the sharp energy had already hit him. In an instant, Mr. Fan's whole body was stung by the sharp energy, causing dense blood spots to appear all over his body!
"Terror, great terror!"
The power of Chonglou level, with full firepower, is beyond the imagination of people below Chonglou!
Faced with this blow, Mr. Fan felt that there was no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!
There is no other way but to kill him at the slightest sign of his neck!
"No!"
However, the desperate situation of death did not make Mr. Fan despair. His way and principles have not been practiced, how could he fall here!
"How can my principles be abandoned halfway?"
A sinister smile appeared on Mr. Fan’s face!
It is hard to imagine that a person who usually has a peaceful and elegant face could have such a ferocious smile on his face.
"I was plundered by a foreign tribe and kept as a slave for nine years. I have almost tasted all the suffering in the world. Who knows how bitter and difficult it is? Now, I finally have the opportunity to change everything. How can I fall like this?"
"The Manchus, Hans, and Mongols are all descendants of me from China. All races should unite!"
"Eliminate the scourge of war and let all ethnic groups live in peace!"
"Manchus and Han are one, Manchus and Mongols are one!"
boom!
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br> A classic book suddenly appeared on his chest, shining brightly like the sun!
"Today, I must prove my way to heaven and earth!"
He shockingly chose to be in this desperate situation, chose to reach the Chonglou, and ascended to the position of all the disciples!
Whoosh!
When I saw the classic, an invisible beam of light suddenly shot out, reaching into the sky, tearing apart the magic circle that was originally arranged to separate the inside and outside, and reaching the endless sky!
In an instant, the shadow of a rolling river of literature appeared!
"Damn it!"
Yang Fan's face turned cold, and he subconsciously wanted to take the opportunity to kill the other party. However, a boundless literary aura hung down from the river, covering Mr. Fan's figure!
No one can disturb the torture of the long river of literature!
boom!
Yang Fan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he watched helplessly as Mr. Fan's figure was covered by the water of the long river of literature, and the endless fire of wisdom was sinking and floating in it, just like the glory of civilization!
"Your fortune is good! But if you can escape for a while, can you hide for a lifetime?"
Yang Fan glanced at Mr. Fan coldly, but pulled away without hesitation, because he had sensed that someone had noticed the movement here and had rushed over!
Sure enough, in the next moment, wave after wave of spiritual thoughts suddenly spied towards this side.
Three of them are particularly powerful, one of them is the current Great Khan Bater of the Mongolian kings, and the other is the living Buddha of Tantric Buddhism, Banji Living Buddha!
And the remaining one turned out to be a camp to welcome the envoys from the Qing Dynasty!
That brilliant fluctuation of divine power is clearly a main god!
The main god of shamanism - Wind God!
Known as the Lord of Storms!
He didn't know when he started sneaking in
Among the missions!
"Lord of the Storm, I didn't expect you to have defected to the Qing court!"
Battle's shadow suddenly appeared, and looking at the tall and tall figure in the storm tornado, his face showed a bit of complexity.
After all, the gods of shamanism are not only worshiped in the Jurchen tribes, but also enjoy incense sacrifices in the Mongolian and Yuan tribes.
It is a pity that after the Mongolian and Yuan dynasties fell apart, the shamanistic gods no longer protected the Mongolian and Yuan tribes, but chose the Jurchen tribe and Nurhaci!
Not long ago, the shamans rebelled and the Supreme God fled. Battelle originally thought that these main gods would also leave with them, but he did not expect that the Storm Lord actually chose to stay and defected to Nurhaci!
The Storm Lord glanced at Battle and said calmly: "The Qing Dynasty is the protagonist of the next history. Battle, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty is a thing of the past, so don't have extravagant hopes!"
As the Lord of Storms who lived through the Mongol and Yuan eras, how could he not understand the glory of the Mongolian kings?
However, as time passes, it is finally in the past!
Every era has its own protagonist, and a history book will also have its new protagonist!
Battle fell silent and did not speak.
The Storm Lord's eyes turned to the Wen Dao River in the sky, looking at the mighty Wen Dao River like a star river in the sky, falling for nine days, majestic and majestic!
And on the ground, that muscular figure in a green shirt shines brightly in front of him!
"The number one adviser around Huang Taiji?"
The Storm Lord recognized this person's identity at a glance. After all, this person was also responsible for making plans under Nurhaci. Although he was a captured Han, he could also do practical things.
Unexpectedly, it was hidden so deeply in secret, as if it had reached the threshold of climbing the stairs. Do you want to prove the masters?
Thinking of this person, he has been following Huang Taiji silently. Even he can't help but look at Huang Taiji with admiration. Is there really a son of destiny in the world?
Otherwise, how could there be so many outstanding people supporting us!
At this time, under the gaze of many powerful men, Mr. Fan was silently enduring the erosion of the long river of literature.
In the endless collision of wisdom, explain your own truth to this world and the long river of literature!
"Manchu and Chinese..."
"Full of Mongolia..."
"Multi-ethnic integration..."
As time goes by, the shadow of a nine-story tall building becomes more and more clear!
At this time, the people who greeted the mission also arrived. Huang Taiji looked at the figure in front of the Chonglou under the long river of literature and could not help but reveal a trace of surprise.
The faces of the Han ministers and Han generals behind him were full of joy.
Zhuzi level!
Once successful, their status as Han people will undoubtedly be greatly improved!
On the contrary, the expressions of the Manchu generals who followed Huang Taiji were a little sinister.
And Amin's face was naturally extremely ugly.
The various Jurchen sects are originally in one corner, focusing on spiritual power and secondary on martial arts. As for literary skills, they are naturally much inferior. Once Mr. Fan becomes a disciple, his status will be prominent!
Subtly, more Han people, especially literati, will surely be attracted to join Huang Taiji in the future!
One goes down and the other goes up.
It’s amazing that Amin’s mood has improved!
And at this moment, a figure quietly appeared next to him, it was Yang Fan.
"Amma?"
Amin's face lit up and he quickly lowered his voice and shouted.
Yang Fan nodded slightly, but his eyes still fell on Mr. Fan. He had not been able to kill him just now, which naturally made him feel regretful.
However, what he suspected even more was that the other party's escape just now was probably not just luck!