Strange Longevity: Starting from Alchemy for the First Emperor

Chapter 163 The Devil Body of the First Emperor, Now! (Ask for a monthly pass!)

Ten miles of wind and river, flowers dance in the world.

Hearing the sound of the zither, Chu Ci in the circle after circle of the Huahe River, the sable cloak is hunting vividly, overlooking the tens of thousands of troops below.

Using qi as the wind pedal, you can stand in the air in a short time.

"The Wanhua of the Mohists can be used as a lore blow for a single individual, or for a group kill. '

This is Chuci's new understanding of the "ten thousand flowers" of "ten thousand trees and flying flowers" after the battle between Xinducheng and Liusheng's "divine machine hundred refinements".

After fully comprehending the "Thousands of Trees and Flying Flowers", Chu Ci felt admiration from the heart for the ancestor of the Mohist school.

Even if it is Chu Ci, it is only to realize the use of this unique knowledge, and it is difficult to surpass it.

"Wanshu, Feihua."

The voice of Chu Ci, like the judgment of the gods on the world, sounded in this ten-mile Meiwu, and fell into the ears of every Yingjun with the wind.

The Huahe under the dancing night suddenly dispersed.

'What a nice view. '

Thousands of soldiers, looking up at the sky, the first feeling is not "dangerous", but the ultimate beauty, a visual feast.

Rivers of falling flowers, like rain, descend on the entire plum blossom dock.

"defense!"

"defense!!"

The sergeants were all in a state of bewilderment, but Jiang Yue and Bai Gui, as the commanders-in-chief of a hundred battles, reacted in a flash and yelled orders.

Some armored soldiers reacted quickly and built shields quickly to block the rain of flowers.

And those who respond slowly, the result does not need words.

Most of the tens of thousands of troops will not be able to set up their shields in the future.

Every rain of flowers is a sharp arrow, piercing through flesh and blood.

Rain, which lasted about seven breaths.

After this rain of flowers, at a glance, one-tenth of the army formed by tens of thousands of people had perished in the rain of flowers, and their lives belonged to Jiuyou.

And three out of ten were seriously injured, howling on the ground, it was horrible, the stumped limbs and broken arms were spread on the ground, and the bloody smell mixed with the air, piercing the soul.

The other six-tenths, [-]% were injured to varying degrees, a rain of falling flowers, trembling with fear, and the fighting spirit has collapsed.

Only the pro-army guarding around Jiang Yue and the white ghost, these thousands of elites with the best reaction speed and equipment, managed to survive this rain of flowers.

However, their fighting spirit is also exhausted.

An army with a casualty rate of more than [-]% will fall into chaos, and the establishment will be on the verge of collapse at any time.

And [-]% of the current casualties, not to mention the morale of the army, all the hearts are gone, this can no longer be sustained.

The reason why they didn't collapse on the spot was all because of the limited terrain of Meihuawu, there was no escape route.

If this was on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, with such a high casualty rate, the army would have collapsed and fled in all directions.

Jiang Yue and the white ghost have experienced many battles, how can they not know this.

The two looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that the rain of flowers came too suddenly, the blow was too wide, the blow to the soldiers' minds was too great, the morale of the army was broken, even if they wanted to continue fighting, they couldn't continue .

The best choice at the moment is to withdraw from Plum Blossom Pier first, place these wounded soldiers outside the dock for repairs, integrate the undamaged soldiers outside the dock, and enter Plum Blossom Pier again.

"The rear army changed to the front army, withdraw."

Almost at the same time, the white ghost and Jiang Yue both gave orders to their heralds.

After the military order was issued, the soldiers also breathed a sigh of relief, and the unorganized army formation began to recede like a tide.

The white ghost stared at the sky, and the figure that rained flowers had already started to land slowly.

He recognized it naturally, this person was the one who fell into the mountain that day.

The white ghost was not surprised that Chuci would suddenly appear in Meihuawu at this time.

He has experienced hundreds of battles in his life, and he has encountered all kinds of variables on the battlefield.

What surprised him was Chu Ci's strength, the strength shown in that round of Huayu just now, was much stronger than that in Luoyashan period, how long has it passed.

If it takes a while, how terrible will this person grow to? !
White ghosts have always believed in one thing, since they have committed evil, they should be eliminated.

And Chu Ci, who was slowly falling, looked down at the result of this rain of thousands of flowers, and it was not surprising that the effect was not far from what he expected.

Killing thousands of flowers in groups means that the power of each flower has been weakened a lot.

Even for these ordinary soldiers, if they are not injured to the vitals, it is difficult to kill them with one blow.

Liuyunju, the top of the pavilion.

Seeing the tens of thousands of troops receding like a tide under the White Ghost Jiang Yue's military order, Xingyu's eyes suddenly became angry.

"Mr. Xing, the white ghost and Jiang Yue are afraid that they will quit Plum Blossom Pier."

"It's really ridiculous. An army of tens of thousands of people was actually scared back by one person. It's a ridiculous joke to spread the word."

Black and white impermanence beside him, looking at the retreating army formation, said with a chuckle, these words were obviously intended to provoke Xingyun deliberately.

The two of them were hurt by Su Jinchen this time, and the hatred for killing had already arisen in their hearts, and they made up their minds to put Su Jinchen to death today.

However, it is impossible to rely on the two of them, so we can only place our hopes on this little man.

"What a piece of shit."

"It's all trash."

Staring at Jiang Yue and Bai Gui who were leaving, Xingyun cursed.

"This time when I return to Beijing, I will definitely say in the foreword to the king that the two of them fought bravely."

Afterwards, Xingyun no longer looked at the retreating Ying Jun, but at the man in the sable cloak in mid-air.

"Mr. Xing, this person's subordinates have met him before. His strength must not be underestimated. Mr. Xing should be careful."

"Why don't we go back first?"

Between the words, he intentionally stimulated the five-foot-tall little Zhengtai Xingyun.

Hei Wuchang's eyes fell on the figure that was slowly falling to the ground. Of course, half of his words were intended to stimulate Xingyun, and half of them were words from the heart.

To this day, he still remembers the sword when he ascended the small courtyard of Xianlou.

If it hadn't been for the fate of his husband and wife at that time, it just so happened that the master of the Hall of Rebirth was interested in the Eastern Emperor, so he followed him and rescued the two of them when their lives were hanging by a thread.

Regarding the strength of Chuci, Xingyun didn't need Heiwuchang to remind him, he could clearly see the fear in his eyes.

The battle in Fengdu City was not so long in time, and Xingyun still had a fresh memory of what happened in Fengdu City.

That was the man who cut off half of Yun Zhongjun with a single sword, how could he forget.

And obviously, this man is stronger than when he was in Fengdu City.

However, fear belongs to fear.

Xingyun didn't have the slightest fear, because he had the strongest card in his trip to Plum Blossom Pier.

"Today, whether it is this person or someone else, the date of death is fixed, no matter what happens, it cannot be changed."

Following the words of Xingyun fell.

It seems that there is wind, passing by the side.

Black and White Wuchang's body trembled suddenly, and felt a chill in the back and spine. The pupils of the husband and wife shrank sharply, and subconsciously turned their heads to look, almost kneeling down in shock.

In the eyes of Black, White and Wuchang, this statue is a little taller than ordinary people, about ten feet tall.

Looking at his face alone, he is so young and handsome, like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, his skin is the color of flowing ink, glowing coldly in the night, and his black and wide claws are like the claws of a black dragon.

There is a thick tail like a dragon scale on the back of the waist, and two black flowing cloud horns on the forehead, giving people the feeling that the emperor respects the might of the sky.

'First Emperor! '

For some reason, when seeing this monster, the first thing that came to mind in Black and White Impermanence's mind was the first emperor who swallowed mountains and rivers.

They belonged to the defectors, and they were slaves of the three surnames. They were not trusted followers of Lord Yun Zhong, so naturally they didn't know about Shi Huang's demon body.

Therefore, the black and white duo, like the rest of the world, thought that the first emperor had already died.

After looking carefully at Black and White Wuchang, he found that the monster's eyes were empty and lifeless, so he let out a long breath.

"Xingjun, what exactly is this?"

Hei Wuchang asked boldly.

"Humph."

Xingyun grinned, but did not answer.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know."

As soon as the words came out, black and white impermanence all wrinkled their expressions, looked displeased in their eyes, and lowered their heads slightly, scolding this little dwarf for eighteen generations in their hearts.

at this time.

In the center of Shili Meiwu, a group of rivers flowed, already stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a pungent bloody smell.

Chu Ci's figure has already landed from a high altitude.

Su Jinchen met Chuci once, while Po Meng met Chuci twice.

"Thank you."

Su Jinchen clasped his fists in embarrassment.

He knew very well that if it wasn't for the appearance of this person, none of the people in the Palace of Hades today would have survived under the siege of the tens of thousands of troops.

The Meng Po Meng Zhenzhen next to her is also saluting with her sword in her arms.

The rest of the killers in the Palace of the Underworld also looked at Chu Ci one after another, and in addition to being grateful, there was also undisguised respect in their eyes.

The strong, no matter what era, no matter where they are, will always be respected from the heart of others.

Especially Meng Zhenzhen, who had always had facial paralysis, couldn't hide the shock on her face.

She still remembers the first time she met Chu Ci, when she was carrying out the mission of offering a reward for hunting down the leader of the Mo family, Shi Kaihuo, and Chu Ci at that time hadn't even stepped into the extreme realm.

But now, the strength has actually reached such a terrifying level.

Chu Ci glanced at Su Jinchen and Meng Po, and glanced at these killers in the Palace of Hades, signaling with his eyes.

Afterwards, he turned around and looked at Qing Ya.

flutter.

A figure suddenly jumped into Chu Ci's arms.

All the people present were stunned.

Especially that General Zhao, who was clutching his injured left arm, was dumbfounded to see his queen mother throw herself into the arms of a strange man like this.

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PS: I wanted to write more on the weekend, but when people reach a certain period of time, there are always broken things. I have something to go out today. Chapter 2, which is scheduled to be updated at [-]:[-], may be postponed to [-]:[-] or [-]:[-] in the evening.

I hope the brothers will forgive me, and understand that there are no men who are old and young.

(End of this chapter)