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Chapter 139 Wishing all beings in the world

Chapter 139 May all living beings in the world

Author: My heart is still the same

Chapter 139 May all living beings in the world

The three steps of destroying the orifice, reversing the pulse, and burning the body together have a special name.

Autopsy.

One is because of the inevitable death, and the other is because of the unimaginable pain.

Similarly, some people used side magic to dismantle corpses, and the demons disintegrated.

Different from the side magic blessing of the disintegration of the demon, the corpse dissolution of Zheng Erba Meridian can only be carried out step by step, and cannot be activated at the same time like the disintegration of the demon.

And even if it is fully used, the effect is not as powerful as the disintegration of the demon.

Theoretically, it is impossible to break the military formation composed of six thousand golden armors.

But, coupled with the collapse of Taoism, it is completely enough.

When the Tao Seed collapses, what actually collapses is the Tao Seed Land that has been infiltrated by force.

This is also the secret treasure of the human body, and it is a higher secret treasure than the meridians and acupoints.

It can be said that after this series of steps, Jiang Zhihong is much stronger than when he was at his peak.

So with just one punch, six thousand people vomited blood.

Including Xue Rong.

As for those on the periphery who were at a lower level, blood was gushing out as if they were free of money, their faces were like gold paper, and their bodies were crumbling.

"...Autopsy?!"

Xue Rong was extremely horrified.

The situation before him was completely different from what he expected.

Logically speaking, given Jiang Zhihong's temperament, he would either use the pill-forming method to kill himself and others in a desperate fight, or he could temporarily avoid the limelight and wait for himself and others to evacuate, then gather the refugees and continue.

How dare you use corpse dissection?

Even if he is bluffing, is he really not afraid that he will go on a killing spree and harm the refugees?

Xue Rong remembered Jiang Zhihong's words.

What do you mean that you and others are not here to kill him, but are here to kill the refugees?

You and others have restrained themselves enough, okay?

After all, His Majesty has told you not to do anything to the refugees.

What's more, how could he start killing millions of refugees???

Xue Rong was puzzled.

However, things have reached this point, and his only option is to resist.

"Hang on!!"

Xue Rong yelled: "He can only take three shots. As long as he carries it, he will die because his body will disintegrate!!"

Only three times?

A kind of cavalryman did not doubt the commander's judgment at all, and immediately cheered up and used all his strength.

"die!!"

Jiang Zhihong looked like a madman, and his second punch hit hard on the flowing golden light.

As a practitioner of corpse dissection himself, he knows better than anyone else that Xue Rong is right.

He only had three chances to take action.

After three strikes, your body will be cracked inch by inch.

Even if it can still maintain its human form, it can't retain any life inside.

Therefore, he used all his strength in every punch.

--boom!!

Along with the roaring sound, the golden light disappeared inch by inch.

Starting from the outermost circle, it quickly spreads towards the inner circle.

Click!

This is the sound of broken gold armor.

Anyone without the flow of golden light, whether they are humans or horses, will all be shattered by the golden armor, and even the physical body will be torn into pieces.

There are as many as 40%!

The number of cavalry was reduced by 40%, and the golden glow that remained on the remaining military formations was obviously much dimmed.

"Die to me!!!"

The third punch came out.

In an instant, it was destroyed.

Just like the situation just now, it quickly spread towards the center of the circular array.

The golden light dissipated, and the man and horse were cut into pieces.

Jiang Zhihong's eyes widened and he watched the spread continue.

The number of cavalry dropped drastically.

But it's a pity.

When there were still about ten people away from Xue Rong, this sharp decline came to an abrupt end.

"Hahahahahaha!!! Jiang Zhihong, just accept your fate! You can't kill me!"

Xue Rong spurted blood and laughed wildly, "Three strikes, and now you can't even move a finger!"

Can't it be killed...

Jiang Zhihong murmured.

"Also, since you are about to die, let me tell you something."

Xue Rong rode out arrogantly. When he got closer, he leaned down and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty told me to try not to do anything to the refugees."

Don't do anything to the refugees...

Sure enough, he needed these people to die due to natural disasters...

Hehehehe...

Jiang Zhihong smiled sadly.

"But, try not to do anything, it doesn't mean you absolutely can't do anything."

Xue Rong's eyes were filled with hatred and his voice was mocking: "I think it's okay to kill some people for treason. After all, you've killed so many of me... Let's count it as ten times. Sixty thousand lives, that's it."

You can pay six thousand gold-armored pagodas, so overall, you still make a profit from this deal."

Is it heartbreaking to kill someone?

Let Mr. Jiang have no peace in his last moments before his death... What a damn!

Xu Chong sighed secretly and flicked his fingers.

Xue Rong, who was leaning down to whisper, suddenly saw more than ten white lights not far away from him, suddenly appearing, floating slowly towards Jiang Zhihong.

In the dimness where the sky is not clear yet, these white lights appear extremely dazzling.

White light?

Xue Rong's expression changed wildly.

Although he didn't recognize what the white light was, he felt the rich aura from it!

Almost without thinking, Xue Rong immediately straightened up, turned his horse's head and returned to the military formation.

It's a pity it's too late.

The palpitating aura rose from Jiang Zhihong's body again.

A palm was stuck on Xue Rong's neck.

"You still don't understand what I mean."

Jiang Zhihong sighed and said in a low tone: "The one your Majesty wants you to kill is not me, but these refugees."

"As for me attacking you, it's not because I dislike you."

"There are no Dingtian Guards, there are Chisong Army, and Blood Clothes Guards... There are too many people at your Majesty's disposal. No matter who comes, it will be the same."

"Your Majesty needs these refugees to die under natural disasters."

Xue Rong, who was originally struggling in fear, suddenly trembled.

He wanted to refute Jiang Zhihong immediately, but his neck was strangled, making him unable to speak at all.

"I won't kill you. After I die, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Zhihong chuckled and suddenly lowered his voice: "However, I advise you to kill your men, try your best to delay, and take this opportunity to escape to Taiping Road."

"After all...whether it's true or false, you have heard what I said with your own ears."

"Guess, when you see His Majesty again, can you hide this?"

"What will happen to you if you can't hide it?"

Following Jiang Zhihong's words, Xue Rong's face gradually turned pale.

Even though his neck has been released, he still maintains the posture of sitting on the horse with his upper body lowered.

Jiang Zhihong didn't care about him, and just walked slowly towards the ruins of the city gate with steady steps.

All the refugees looked on quietly, with doubts on their faces.

Even those who are close and know what happened are full of incomprehension.

Hasn't Mr. Jiang already defeated that general?

They have already grabbed each other's neck, why don't they kill him?

They don't understand.

At this time, Jiang Zhihong had already reached the top of the ruins.

It took five steps to walk down before, and it also took five steps to walk up this time.

"I know you are here. Thank you just now."

Jiang Zhihong said softly.

Xu Chong was silent.

He gave Jiang Zhihong ten points of spiritual energy.

But these ten points of spiritual energy could not save Jiang Zhihong's life.

Not to mention ten points, a hundred points, or a thousand points may not be enough.

The only function of those ten points of spiritual energy is to delay the disintegration of the physical body for just a little bit.

Now, the disintegration begins again.

"Don't feel sorry for me."

Jiang Zhihong smiled softly, "These people should be able to survive."

Survive?

Xu Chong was stunned.

Before he could react, the next moment, a louder sound than ever before spread in all directions.

"May all living beings in the world not be hungry or cold!!!"

Perhaps because his body was shaking, Jiang Zhihong's flesh and blood began to fall off.

"May all living beings in the world not fight against each other!!!"

Jiang Zhihong's body suddenly dwarfed.

There was no flesh and blood on both legs, and the leg bones were broken every inch.

Xu Chong could only hold his back and let him sit down slowly.

"May all living beings in the world not be separated from their wives and children!!!"

The clothes, which were originally stained red by the corpses, began to darken in color.

This is where the flesh and blood from the trunk has fallen off.

Xu Chong held his head and slowly lowered it along with his collapsed body.

"May all living beings in the world be free from natural disasters..."

Jiang Zhihong, who clearly only had his head left, and even the flesh and blood on his head was falling off, used up his last bit of strength and roared out:

“Not subject to—man-made disaster!!!”

The sun shines down on the white skull, making it look extremely dazzling.

Millions of refugees also suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground at this moment.

Xue Rong was indifferent to this and kept repeating four words.

All living beings in the world.

Yes.

Jiang Zhihong is talking about all living beings in the world, not the people of Daqing.

This old man who had been loyal to Daqing all his life, at the last moment of his life, gave up Daqing that he had been loyal to all his life!

At this point, Xue Rong no longer doubted what Jiang Zhihong said to him.

Ta-ta-ta.

The remaining twenty or so Jin-armored Pagodas approached.

"General, Jiang Zhihong is dead, what about us now?"

"Let's go."

Xue Rong took a deep look at the glowing white skull and turned the horse's head, "Let's... return to Beijing to resume our duties."

"Walk?"

All the subordinates looked at each other, a little confused that General Ji, a man who was determined to take revenge, would actually leave like this without doing anything.

At this time, the refugees had woken up, but they had forgotten everything related to martial arts.

Including what happened last night.

Curious yet fearful, they made way for a passage and watched the golden armored cavalry leave.

Throughout the entire process, both parties made no mistakes.

"Why do you feel so empty inside?"

Someone frowned and asked in confusion.

"Empty?"

"Yeah, it's like I forgot something very important...I can't remember it."

"I feel the same way..."

"Me too."

"What's going on? Even if it's a nightmare, there won't be so many people doing it together, right?"

"Look over there, there are a lot of corpses... and horses!"

"Hiss!!! What happened?!"

"Not only that, there is a skull on the ruins!"

"Damn it, who is so brave! That is Mr. Jiang's position..."

"Master Jiang's position? Master Jiang is staying well in the county government office. Why are you going to the ruins?"

"Uh... It seems like this. Why do I think that is Mr. Jiang's position?"

"I don't know, forget it, never mind...it's time to line up at the porridge shed."

"..."

After a brief period of confusion, the refugees justified themselves, or accepted the unexplainable scene logically, and began to line up at various porridge shacks as usual.

However, they suddenly discovered that there was no porridge being cooked in the porridge shed, and they hadn't even had time to light a fire!

Dissatisfaction began to brew.

Xu Chong watched quietly.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked towards the ruins against the crowd.

When I walked to the ruins, I bowed deeply for a while.

Then he straightened up and faced the huge crowd of refugees.

"My name is Ding Daying!!!"

The roar was not very exaggerated, and it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"The name is Langya County Dianshi, but he is actually a rebel on the Taiping Road!!!"

"I'm asking you!!!"

"——What is martial arts?!!!"

(End of chapter)


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