Chapter 489: The Finale (I)

When Bai Qi and the 200,000 Qin troops left, they just set off a storm in the upper echelons. Ordinary people www.biquge.info just an ordinary expedition.

However, when Bai Qi returned, the entire Qin State was boiling.

Regardless of the rest, the three huge immortal islands alone were enough to shock them.

In the past few years, it is not uncommon to be able to fly in the sky. However, not to mention such a large island, even a thing the size of a house can be called a rare treasure if it can fly in the air.

In Xianyang Palace, Yingzheng also got a battle report from Bai Qi.

"Flying islands, interesting." Ying Zheng smiled softly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are too many good things hidden in the fairyland, and it's a pity that they don't take advantage of them." Next to Ying Zheng, Feng Quji also smiled and agreed.

"In this way, the army will be able to leave a lot of trouble when it goes out in the future." On the other side, Wei Yu, who is a national lieutenant, also interjected a rare sentence.

"The army marches to ......" Ying Zheng's footsteps paused slightly.

Wei Yu and Feng Qujian couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both had a trace of speculation in their hearts.

"The two Aiqing think that if the army goes out, how much is appropriate?"

"Now that the army is on the march, if it is to conquer the unknown world, the more the better." As a national lieutenant, Wei Yu arched his hand and answered.

Ying Zheng smiled, nodded and said, "Indeed, the more the merrier." ”

The three immortal mountains flew all the way towards Xianyang.

As a person in the fairyland, the monks who used to be high above and looked down on the ancestral land, the closer they got to Xianyang, the more they felt that their faces were gloomy.

At first, when the Immortal Mountain appeared on the land of Qin, looking at the appearance of those mortals who were shocked by the heavens, they were inevitably a little complacent in their hearts.

Gradually, however, they found out. People look at them with a gaze that doesn't seem to be reverence. It's a look of pride.

Pride? What are they proud of?

When the monks in the secret realm saw the groups of Qin army armor soldiers below, they had a look of understanding in their hearts.

yes, they're just a bunch of captives. What people envy is not their immortal island, but belongs to the Qin State.

I have to say that although the monks in the secret realm, because of the lack of real actual combat, their strength is not good. However, there is still a secret realm.

When it comes to the refining of those rare treasures, as well as the refining of pills, the Qin State is far inferior to those people in the secret realm.

Therefore, when the entire secret realm was moved to Xianyang by Ying Zheng, there was no imaginary humiliation or imprisonment, but Ying Zheng gave them a lot of power.

Although the three immortal mountains are very large, the secret realm is very small. Over the past few hundred years, thousands of monks have gathered together, and you can imagine how small the circle of life is.

However, Xianyang is different. All kinds of people, all kinds of food, and places to play. Soon, those who were silent in the bitterness of cultivation all day long, and at the same time had a bad heart, sank.

And those who have fallen, instead of knowing it, will help the Qin State and improve the goodwill of others in the secret realm.

In the case of grace and power, the people in the secret realm, even if they are unwilling to mention the service of the Qin State, there is no way. Otherwise, what will greet them must be Yingzheng's butcher's knife.

Moreover, after dying like this, not only will no one avenge him, but there will even be a lot of criticism earlier.

The wealth in the secret realm is still far beyond Ying Zheng's imagination after all.

There are many refining alchemy secret recipes, which could not be used before due to the lack of resources in the secret realm. Now, under the huge resources of the Qin State, there is a chance to reappear.

Therefore, gradually, the fairyland monks who were originally reluctant in their hearts were now enjoying themselves.

At the same time that the Qin State digested and absorbed all the essence of the fairyland. The sergeants of the Qin State were also not idle.

Today's Hangu Pass, although it is still shrouded in white mist, is no longer as fearful as it was at the beginning.

The white mist with the power of eroding people's hearts, under Bai Qi's unremitting research in the past few years, can finally be gradually controlled.

When the white mist was mastered, the original dangerous thing became an excellent way for the soldiers of the Qin army to train.

Therefore, Hangu Pass, which has not seen anyone for a few years, has once again become a place full of people. Every day, there will be military brigades from different places to enter the customs to improve their minds.

Of course, entering the letter Guguan to cultivate is not without danger at all.

It was a real-like dream, just like the three-life stone of the past. Although it is slightly inferior, the effect is not much worse.

Therefore, while experiencing it, it is also possible to get completely lost in the dream. Moreover, since most of these white fogs are transformed by the unyielding fighting consciousness of those strong people after death, their dreams will also seem extremely cruel.

If this happens, under normal circumstances, Bai Qi, who is sitting in Hangu Pass, can also be slightly guided,

But once a person's obsession is too deep, or his heart is too weak, it is not impossible to sink completely.

Danger and opportunity always coexist, and although there is a certain danger of death, the effect is equally striking.

In just a few months, those sergeants who had experienced a lot of training in Hangu Pass were more calm in their minds than before entering the customs.

And this kind of spiritual ascension undoubtedly made the power of the battle soul that they could condense more and more thick and powerful.

Ten years later, the strength of the entire Qin State has been improved several times.

On top of Lishan, Lishan Mountain, which was once lush and green, is now like a natural fortress. In addition to the palaces, almost every place has hidden murderous intentions.

In more than ten years, whether it is the Mo family mechanism technique or the public transmission mechanism technique, after obtaining many refining methods in the secret realm, it has been greatly improved.

Now, even if it is the Yuan Infant or the Refining Essence Realm, as long as they set foot in Lishan, they will be immediately discovered. Moreover, there is no need for the prohibitions arranged by those Yin and Yang families, just a few mechanisms are enough to kill those monks.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Dense black divine thunder continued to fall from the sky and fell fiercely on Yingzheng's body.

And Ying Zheng in the realm of turning into gods did not hold up the slightest defense, so he resisted so stubbornly.

The dragon robe made of precious silk on his body has turned into countless fragments, and his skin, which was originally fair, has also been scorched.

"Personally control the divine thunder and refine the body step by step. If only I had such a chance at the beginning......" In front of a palace on Lishan Mountain, the abbot ancestor looked at Yingzheng in the sky and said with a light sigh.

That's right, Yingzheng is now in the middle of the catastrophe. However, his catastrophe was different from that of the abbot ancestor, Penglai ancestor and others.

Ying Zheng has no defense at all, and completely relies on his own perception to temper his body to the limit. And when the limit of the physical body is raised, the power of the divine thunder will be increased, so as to increase its own limit.

And Ying Zheng's calamity has lasted for half a day, and, depending on the situation, there is no tendency to stop.

"Although the benefits are great, ordinary people can't endure such pain. Would you like to be you? Shi Yunzi on the side snorted coldly and said.

The abbot ancestor smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll just talk about it." ”

The thunder continued, and the deafening thunder continued for another afternoon, and did not stop until late in the evening.