Spiritual treasures are already on another level. Even if it is just an acquired spiritual treasure, it still has powerful and unpredictable power, not to mention that the fly whisk is a Taoist attack spiritual treasure.
With this blow, the firepower was fully unleashed, and it was like three thousand small worlds being pushed sideways. The terrifying power was so terrifying that even the Demon King Tower could not withstand it, and was violently whipped away.
However, Taiyi Whisk withdrew most of its power at the last moment and did not injure Chonglou. It just flew him away. Otherwise, under the full attack of a middle-grade Houtian Lingbao, Chonglou might have been killed directly.
To be seriously injured.
Of course, in that case, Jiang Li wouldn't be much better off. After all, he was just an immortal now. If he fully exerted the power of Taiyi's whisk, he might be able to drain his immortal power in an instant.
How is that possible? Mo Zhenglou stabilized his body and looked at Jiang Li in disbelief, not believing why he had such great strength in an instant.
Chonglou, I respect you as a strong man. When fighting with you, I never rely on the power of Lingbao. Now I have something to do. If you want to fight, then wait until I come back and I will definitely accompany you. Jiang Li flicked his fly whisk and put it on his left
On his elbow, he said in a deep voice.
Okay, how long do you want? Chonglou took a deep breath, his aura gradually subsided, and his eyes towards Jiang Li became completely unhappy.
If Jiang Li could barely be his opponent before, now that Chonglou has put him on the same level as himself, Jiang Li can already hurt him.
Although it was only relying on the power of Taiyi's whisk, Mo Zhonglou was so arrogant. He didn't care about Taiyi's whisk. He only looked at the results. If you get hurt, you'll get hurt. This is a fact and cannot be denied.
Jiang Li already has the strength to fight him.
One day is enough in this world. Looking at Chonglou, Jiang Li looked slightly surprised and said softly.
Okay, then I will wait for you here. We will fight again in one day, so you can go. Chonglou said with his hands behind his hands.
Jiang Li gave him a strange look, nodded silently, tore apart the space and left.
In this world, there is finally someone who can fight me happily. Jiang Li, I hope you will not disappoint me. Mo Zunzunlou landed on the top of a peak in Kunlun Mountain with his hands behind his back, his eyes burning with the fire of fighting spirit.
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He was willing to let Jiang Li leave, on the one hand because Jiang Li's strength was recognized by him, and on the other hand, it was also because of the experience, or lessons, gained from the battle with General Feipeng a few months ago.
If a warrior has concerns in his heart, then his strength will not be fully unleashed. In this case, even if he wins, the victory will be in vain.
His demon Zunzhenglou wants to defeat Jiang Li in his heyday.
The winter is bitter, the ice and snow are swaying, and that figure stands like a statue on the mountain peak.
At the same time, Handan, the capital of Zhao State,
It was still the dilapidated small courtyard. Qin Yiren walked around the house nervously. Next to him, stood a gentle-looking middle-aged man in Chinese clothes and a charming and beautiful woman.
One of these two people is Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng's biological mother, and the other is Lu Buwei, the great businessman of the Wei Kingdom.
In the back room, a little boy with a beautiful face was sitting on the bed, looking at the scenery outside the window. There was a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, a fair face, and a pair of sparkling eyes that seemed to be able to speak.
From time to time, he stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling outside the window, watching the snowflakes melt little by little in his little hands, with a happy smile on his face.
In his neck is a jade pendant threaded by a rope, which attracts the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, cleanses the muscles and marrow of little Ying Zheng, warms and nourishes the body, and ensures that he is immune to all diseases and grows up healthily.
My lord, it’s better to set off quickly. After the defeat of Qin, the entire Zhao Kingdom will be unable to bear the wrath that soars into the sky. King Zhao also needs to use your life to quell the backlog of public resentment caused by the death of more than 400,000 soldiers. My lord is in danger all the time now.
, if you don’t leave, the consequences may be... Soon, Lu Buwei couldn't help it anymore, and quickly stood up and said.
He really couldn't believe Qin Yiren's thoughts. He actually put his hope of survival on a Taoist whom he only met once. Isn't this nonsense?
Yes, Jun, you should leave as soon as possible. I will take Xiaojun to my father's house and nothing will happen. Next to her, Zhao Ji couldn't help but persuade her.
You don’t understand, just wait a minute, I believe the Taoist Master will not break his promise. Qin Yiren shook his head and said, his eyes always staring at the pile of ashes in the room.
That was the ashes left after the talisman paper he had just torn apart spontaneously ignited.
host…
Da da da da... Just when Lu Buwei was about to continue persuading him, he suddenly felt a vibration on the ground. The dust in the room was shaken, and there was a heavy and chaotic sound of footsteps outside.
No, this must be someone sent by King Zhao. Lu Buwei's expression changed drastically, he came over to take a look, his body was shaken, and he quickly closed the door.
How could this happen? Zhao Ji suddenly lost her beauty and turned pale.
This... At this moment, even Qin Yiren became nervous. His palms were sweating and his face turned pale.
Lord, come with me quickly. Lu Buwei closed the door and pulled Qin Yiren to the back room. Ignoring the confused look on the bed, little Ying Zheng walked to the bedside, hugged him down, and then opened the bed with the top quilt.
The cave appeared in front of Qin Yi and Zhao Ji.
Lord, it's too late to explain, go down quickly. Lu Buwei helped Qin Yiren and wanted him to go down.
Zheng'er and Qin Yiren struggled, wanting to take Ying Zheng down with them.
Dangdangdang... At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house, which immediately made the three people's expressions change drastically, their bodies stiffened, and their faces turned extremely pale.
Immeasurable Heavenly Lord and poor Taoist Jiang Li came to make a special appointment and asked to open the door to see them. The peaceful Taoist voice instantly soothed the fears in the hearts of the three of them.
It was the Taoist priest. Qin Yiren was overjoyed, opened Lu Buwei's hands, took Ying Zheng's little hand, and walked out quickly.
From behind, Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji quickly followed.
Squeak... The simple wooden door opened, and Qin Yiren immediately saw that familiar figure.
Taoist priest...this...Qin Yiren was about to salute when he suddenly saw the scene behind Jiang Li and became dumbfounded.
This is... Behind them, Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji, who were following, also saw the scene outside the house. Their bodies suddenly froze in place, with incredible expressions on their faces.
Behind Jiang Li, outside the courtyard, hundreds of Zhao soldiers wearing armor, holding spears, and fully armed were seen. Each one was frozen in place, like a statue, and some were still moving forward.
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It's a trivial trick, not worth mentioning. Jiang Li shook his head and said.
Is this still a petty trick? Qin Yiren looked at Jiang Li with even more respect. Even Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji, who didn't know Jiang Li at all, were as silent as ice. They didn't dare to show any disrespect in their hearts.
Child, come here, this is the Taoist priest I told you about. Call the master quickly. Qin Yiren pulled little Ying Zheng in front of him and said.
Master, little Ying Zheng looked at Jiang Li, not afraid of life, and screamed out loud.
Okay, okay. Jiang Li nodded, smiled softly, and touched little Ying Zheng's head.
Do you have anything else to prepare? If not, I will take you away now. Raising his head, Jiang Li said to Qin Yiren.
No more, Taoist Priest, I’ll trouble you this time. Qin Yiren said quickly.
It doesn't matter, since there's nothing to do, let's go. Jiang Li said, he bent down and picked up little Ying Zheng. With a wave of his right hand, three spiritual powers pulled Qin Yiren and the others into the air, and in the blink of an eye they were gone.
From the ground to an altitude of 10,000 meters.
This... Taoist priest's magical skill. Qin Yiren and the other three were frightened. They were trembling all over and did not dare to move. It was not until a long time later that they found a thin film of light around them protecting the three of them.
Then he became bold and bowed to Jiang Li. Lu Buwei did the same.
At this time, he still didn't know that he was meeting a real immortal. It was ridiculous that he didn't take it seriously before, but now he was slapped in the face.
Fortunately, the immortal didn't know.
Looking down, the flowing clouds were moving quickly backwards, and the buildings on the ground were like ants, not to mention the people. They couldn't even see them.
Are these the great rivers and mountains of the Central Plains? It is really beautiful and magnificent. Qin Yiren looked down at the land flowing rapidly below, with a strange flush on his face, and boundless pride rising in his chest.
One day, this vast land of China will finally belong to our country, Great Qin.
Master, you smell so good. On the other side, little Ying Zheng was held in Jiang Li's arms, greedily breathing Jiang Li's breath, and said unconsciously, making Jiang Li dumbfounded.