Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Transformation of the Heavenly Spirit
"Commandment. Li Changqing heard Ying Zheng's voice like a demon in the Nine Hells, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in his heart. The Son of Heaven is angry, millions of floating corpses are floating, and His Majesty is angry, this is simply the rhythm of turning the world into purgatory on earth. However, he didn't feel anything, in the face of national righteousness, there was no room for mercy, since these despicable nations invaded Daqin, they had to have the consciousness of being exterminated.
"Go!" Ying Zheng felt a little heavy in his heart and waved his hand.
"The minister retired. Seeing His Majesty's gloomy face, Li Changqing understood that His Majesty was also distressed, after all, it was also a fresh life, but in the face of the interests of the nation, the individual's character was already insignificant, the interests of the nation were above everything else, and the interests of Great Qin would always be above everyone, and His Majesty was no exception.
Seeing Li Changqing retreat, Ying Zheng felt that his order would be bloody, and it would be too bloody to completely erase the two nations. But on second thought, if the threat from the east was not completely erased, Great Qin would be attacked on all sides, although it was impossible for these enemies to destroy Great Qin.
However, it can bring unimaginable disasters and casualties to Great Qin, which is not what Yingzheng wants to see. In the face of national interests, Ying Zheng's heart will always stand on the side of China, if he must choose, Ying Zheng will not hesitate to choose to sacrifice those nationalities and avoid the sacrifice of the people of Daqin.
What's more, Ying Zheng did not have a good impression of the two peoples on the side of the Japanese and the tsar. He is now the monarch of the Great Qin State, majestic Kyushu, but he still can't let go of the shame of China. That is the lesson of the blood and tears of the Chinese sons and daughters of all generations.
Although there were many innocent people in those two ethnic groups, Yingzheng had no choice. Even if they wiped out the enemy's five million vital forces this time, for those ethnic groups in the east, if they didn't pay a blind eye, they could quickly make a comeback again, organize more vital forces, and harass the eastern frontier of Great Qin.
Thousands of miles away, the cities of Great Qin, which were invaded by those tsarist legions, all turned into deserted dead cities. Thinking of those Great Qin people who were regarded as food, Ying Zheng's eyes showed a hint of determination.
No matter what future generations say about him, even if he becomes a tyrant through the ages, he will not hesitate to become a bloodthirsty demon, this sinner will let him Yingzheng take care of it, and the threat from the east must be solved. Ying Zheng Zhi said that these enemies of the East were just some rabble.
The Xiongnu in the north and the imperial powers in the west are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the war between the west and the north will probably be the most difficult war. Only if the battles in the west and the north are decisively victorious, then Great Qin will not have to worry about it.
These two battles not only determine the fate of Great Qin, but also determine who belongs to the world, the glory of the Chinese nation, Yingzheng will never tolerate any existence that can block the rise of Great Qin in China, all the stumbling blocks that block the rise of China and Great Qin must be completely erased.
Thinking of his actions, he had reached the peak of the fivefold divine body, but there was still no sign of a breakthrough. Ying Zheng frowned slightly, two months have passed since the one-year covenant, and the opponent is at least a powerhouse with a sevenfold divine body, or even an eightfold divine body?
Now that Great Qin has been threatened by an unprecedented test, Ying Zheng is unable to concentrate on cultivation and state affairs. Knowing that the Dao is the conspiracy of the other party, and wanting to make himself have no time to distract himself from cultivation, it is related to the rise and fall of the Great Qin of Huaxia, and Ying Zheng knows that it is a trap, so he must jump in.
Walking out of the big tent, Ying Zheng looked at the blood-stained earth, looked up at the sky, and his eyes showed unyielding determination. Providence and fate have allowed him to come to the Qin Dynasty from the 21st century, will he stop there?
With just a few extraterritorial pawns, he let himself fall into an incomparably passive trouble? With the inheritance memory of the Emperor of Heaven, Ying Zheng's vision is incomparably broad. What about the sevenfold divine body? No matter how vast the interstellar world is, it is impossible for the Ant Er to be blessed by heaven and the son of destiny to stop here.
No one can stop him from becoming stronger, stop the rise of Great Qin Huaxia, not even heaven and earth, no one. Ying Zheng was full of emotion in his heart, and his eyes, which were originally faint golden light, suddenly became more and more dazzling.
Ying Zheng felt an unexpected change in himself, and he wrinkled slightly every day. On the battlefield, millions of Great Qin soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, carrying corpses or picking up scraps of corpses from all over the country, and throwing them into huge pits dug one by one.
The bottom of the pit was already covered with dry wood and dry grass, and when the corpses were piled up, they were lit with torches. The smell of corpses can still be heard in a radius of hundreds of miles, and such things are happening all the time in the entire Julu Plain.
But Ying Zheng's eyes looked at the sky, never shifting, he saw a huge black vortex in the sky, spinning wildly. The souls of those who died in battle, wandering away from heaven and earth, were frantically devoured by the black whirlpool.
"What is that?" Ying Zheng felt the black whirlpool like the mouth of a giant beast, the bottomless, like the abyss of the black whirlpool, there was a terrifying coercion, making Ying Zheng's mind feel as if he had been beaten with a sledgehammer, heavy and depressed.
The wandering souls of the Tsar Legion warriors, all let out a high-pitched howl of pain, engulfed by the black vortex. They tried to struggle, but they couldn't seem to resist the suction of the black vortex, and they were caught up in the madness.
Ying Zheng can clearly see that those dead souls who were caught in the black whirlpool instantly turned into powder, turned into a little starlight, and became the most primordial energy in heaven and earth? Those dead souls have headless dead souls, some lack arms or legs, how did they die before death? It seems that what the dead souls are like after death, it is very terrifying.
Ying Zheng couldn't help but gasp? Since ancient times, there has been a saying that people die in reincarnation? Reincarnation and reincarnation have always been Chinese myths and legends. What we see today does not seem to be what the legend is.
It seems that after a person dies, he is directly turned into the most fundamental energy of heaven and earth by a thing that does not know his fate, nourishing heaven and earth? Is it true that a person's life is just nourishment?
For what he saw, Ying Zheng's indescribable shock, sadness, anger, fear, and various emotions surfaced in Ying Zheng's heart. Those energy points that were crushed into powder fused directly into the sky, and there were also sporadic energy that fell on the earth and merged with the earth.
The golden light in Ying Zheng's eyes became more and more abundant, and a pillar of golden light shot from Ying Zheng's eyes to the sky, shining directly in the black vortex, frantically plundering those crushed soul energy.
Ying Zheng was shocked, and the spirit of the sky in his eyes was melted into him, but there was no reaction from beginning to end, Ying Zheng tried everything he could, but it was indifferent, and it was always silent in Ying Zheng's eyes, but today it appeared abnormally automatically, frantically plundering those soul energy that was turned into the most original source of heaven and earth.
Ying Zheng wanted to control it, but found that his eyes had lost control, and those eyes had become cold and without the slightest brilliance, despising all things, without a trace of emotion, as if even if everything in the world was destroyed, it could not make its emotions fluctuate at all......