Just kidding, his bloodline rage can last for more than an hour, how can he stop after a few moves.

He's not that talkative.

"I can let those people withdraw, and I can also make your Maoshan the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, and enjoy the incense of hundreds of millions of people."

"I can also guarantee that I will never attack Maoshan again." Zhu Yongqin said.

"Your promise, it's useless, unless you write a holy decree." Wang Xiaohei was silent for a moment and spoke.

To be honest, it was quite difficult for Wang Xiaohei to kill Zhu Yongqin.

The moment he made the previous move, he sensed that as long as he was within the range of the dragon totem, Wang Xiaohei would not be able to kill Zhu Yongqin.

Because within the scope of the dragon totem, Zhu Yongqin seems to have the ability to teleport, and he can warn in advance, which is simply too buggy.

Zhu Yongqin also has no way to take Wang Xiaohei, but if the two of them fight hard and drag out time, then Wang Xiaohei will definitely lose.

"Divine decree? Can! ”

Zhu Yongqin nodded.

Out of nowhere, I found a blank decree, and wrote a few lines on it.

Then, he took the jade seal of Zhenguo and covered it directly.

Immediately, Zhu Yongqin threw the holy decree to Wang Xiaohei.

Wang Xiaohei took the holy decree, spread it out, and checked the content on it.

Roughly speaking, the side seam Maoshan is the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, and the contemporary Maoshan is the national teacher of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, he will not make a move against Maoshan again, and the emperor after him will not be able to make a move.

Wang Xiaohei checked it repeatedly, and there were no traps on it, so he decisively put away the holy decree.

The moment he received the holy decree, Wang Xiaohei felt it, and a mysterious aura descended on him.

Although it was very weak, he also felt that he seemed to be getting stronger.

He understood, this is the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty.

Maoshan has become the state religion of the Ming Dynasty at this moment, bringing together a part of the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty, and he is the left protector of Maoshan and is also favored by the national movement.

[In view of the fact that Maoshan has become the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, and the host is the left protector of Maoshan, it can increase to one percent of the qi luck value every month, and increase by 10 qi luck points per day]

A hint came to Wang Xiaohei's mind.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaohei was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that it could be like this?

It rises by one percent every month, and it is twelve percent a year, and there are still ten points of luck every day, which can be described as sitting back and enjoying the results.

"I have summoned them and ordered them to retreat." Zhu Yongqin said slowly.

"Since this is the case, then I will thank Your Majesty here, and I will leave below." As soon as Wang Xiaohei gave up his hand, he was ready to leave.

When Zhu Yongqin heard this, he didn't say anything, and quietly watched Wang Xiaohei leave.

For a long time, Zhu Yongqin stood in place, and it wasn't until Wang Xiaohei left for a quarter of an hour that he slowly summoned Long Yuan.

Riding the dragon chariot, the dragon totem was put away, and then, he was suddenly stunned in place.

Because, the remnants of Pudu Cihang are gone.

It's just that the flesh is gone, but there are dragon scales, dragon skin, dragon tendons, dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon teeth, and dragon bones.

Pudu Cihang is the body of a true dragon and the body of a fairy.

These things are priceless treasures.

"Damn brute, right under my nose." Zhu Yongqin scolded secretly, and then drove the dragon chariot and disappeared into the night sky.

Looking at that direction, Wudang Mountain seems to be in that direction.

……

A great war ended hastily.

Although it was only a few moves, Wang Xiaohei had already felt the power of the demon fairy.

At this moment, he has a stronger will to break through the demon immortals.

At the same time, what made him a little concerned was that if he had immortal power, what kind of state would it be, and how much could his strength increase?

It's a pity that the fairy road is cut off.

Wang Xiaohei has read the records that in ancient times, after the monks survived the thunder tribulation, the gate of the fairy world was opened.

Descending a wisp of immortal qi, the monk refining this immortal qi can convert his own mana into immortal power.

The more immortal power is transformed, the stronger the strength becomes.

When the mana of the whole body completely becomes immortal power, there will be a qualitative change.

The mortal body has completely become the body of an immortal, and its strength is not the same as before, and it can easily kill the earth immortals or demon immortals who have not yet achieved the body of immortals.

If the gate of the fairy world is still there now, Wang Xiaohei can step into the body of the demon fairy with his bloodline, which can let the immortal qi enter the body.

In this way, his strength will increase faster, and with this wisp of immortal energy, he can kill the same stage in seconds, but unfortunately, heaven and earth are forbidden.

"The treasure in my body can take me to the world of Uncle Jiu, and if it can take me to the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, then it can take me to the next more powerful world."

"My path to becoming an immortal will definitely not stop here!"

Wang Xiaohei froze, and then took out a basin-sized dragon scale.

This is the dragon scale on Pudu Cihang's body.

When he was fighting with Zhu Yongqin, he had already quietly put away Pudu Cihang's body.

It's a bargain.

In the next second, Wang Xiaohei's claws slammed into the dragon scales.

A faint mark appeared on the dragon's scales.

"The scales are so hard that my claws can't even penetrate them." Wang Xiaohei's eyes shrank slightly, and he could be regarded as seeing the defensive power of Pudu Cihang's true dragon body.

Then, Wang Xiaohei thought of the dragon totem that easily pierced Pudu Cihang's body.

"It seems that with my body, I can't resist the dragon totem, although I have written the holy decree, I still have to be careful in the future."

……

Ten breaths, Wang Xiaohei just counted ten breaths, and he crossed a distance of nearly 1,000 kilometers and returned to Takizawa Lake.

In the realm of demon immortals, he shrunk the ground into inches, and he can step out of a hundred miles in one step.

At this moment, the army of Lake Takizawa is still here.

It looks like it's ready to retreat.

Obviously, Zhu Yongqin's will is working.

Wang Xiaohei came here, but he did not restrain his momentum, and even his body remained the size of a hundred zhang.

Therefore, when Wang Xiaohei appeared, everyone fell into a panic.

Those who were in harmony with the Dao were even more shocked.

This terrifying momentum made them all a little breathless.

"I've seen my seniors!"

Ten strong men of the Harmony Dao stepped forward together and bowed respectfully.

It is estimated that he got Wang Xiaohei's strength in the realm of demon immortals from Zhu Yongqin.

"Humph! Dare to besiege my Maoshan Mountain, within three days, you will send 100,000 Qi Gathering Pills, remember, it is 100,000 per person, otherwise, don't blame me for going to your mountain gate to ask for it in person. Wang Xiaohei snorted coldly and said.

A cold snort emerged from the bottom of their hearts, and at this moment, they were terrified, and their bodies were pressed and unable to move.

Just a cold snort actually made them lose the ability to resist.

"Yes, senior, it will be served within three days!"

A group of strong people responded in unison.

No, they don't want to be here because of this.

Wang Xiaohei didn't leave, just stood quietly in the sky, looking at everyone.

Such a gaze brings them a great sense of oppression.

Therefore, in just a quarter of an hour, the hundreds of thousands of troops actually retreated.

Looking at the direction they left, it seemed that they were heading towards the border.

Yes, the barbarians knock on the pass, and it is difficult for the 200,000 troops in the border towns alone to hold the border pass for such a long time.

Wang Xiaohei's eyes looked at Takizawa Lake.

At this moment, he can clearly sense the existence of a small world nearby.

That is, the Dragon Palace.

The next moment, Wang Xiaohei's figure shook and disappeared into the void.

……

Outside the Dragon Palace.

It is flooded with water, and there are water spirit grasses growing everywhere.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen disciples holding sickles, holding their breath, and were harvesting these water spirit grasses.

The Water Spirit Grass can not only be swallowed directly, but also can be refined into a Qi Gathering Pill.

The Qi Gathering Pill is hard currency, and they also need to prepare some in Maoshan.

Suddenly, there was a wave in the void, and a figure appeared here.

It was Wang Xiaohei, he didn't rely on the token of the Dragon Palace, and with his own strength, he directly broke into the Dragon Palace.

Almost at the moment when Wang Xiaohei came in.

Jiao Thirteen, who was cultivating in the courtyard from afar, instantly noticed that with a thought, he appeared on the periphery of the Dragon Palace.

When he saw that it was Wang Xiaohei, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that an enemy had invaded, but he didn't expect it to be Wang Xiaohei.

Although Wang Xiaohei's body is much bigger now, and his momentum is much stronger, that familiar aura will not change.

"Wang Daoyou, are you using your magical powers?" Suddenly, Jiao Thirteen reacted.

"Ah~~!"

Wang Xiaohei's appearance also startled the disciples who were harvesting the Water Spirit Grass.

When they learned that it was Wang Xiaohei, they looked at Wang Xiaohei excitedly.

"Well, I fought with the Ming Emperor, it's comparable, and my Maoshan has also become the state religion of the Ming Dynasty, you should also feel it." Wang Xiaohei said with a smile.

"It turns out that this is the case, I said, why is there a mysterious power that suddenly descended, making my strength stronger." Jiao 13 said.

"What about the Ethereal Son? The Supreme Elder of Maoshan should have progressed faster. Wang Xiaohei asked.

"Well, he has broken through to the middle stage of the Merge Dao and is stabilizing the realm, and there is also the Jiuxiao Zhenren, he is the master of Maoshan Mountain, and he feels something, and he is breaking through the Hedao realm in retreat."

Jiao Thirteen replied.

"Haha, it seems that my Maoshan is going to have a strong man again." Wang Xiaohei laughed.

By the way, what has happened these days? Why did our Maoshan become the state religion of the Ming Dynasty? Jiao Thirteen asked.

"This is not the place to talk."

Soon, Wang Xiaohei and Jiao Thirteen returned to the lotus courtyard.

Wang Xiaohei told all the things of these days.

Including Pudu Cihang turned into a dragon, achieved a demon immortal, and then was killed by Zhu Yongqin, with the help of flesh and blood, he gave birth to the dragon qi of the strongest and most yang for the cultivation of the Ming royal family.

Thus opening the era of the Ming Dynasty.

"Admire, admire, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, although he is not a famous monarch through the ages, he can definitely afford the title of the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty." Jiao 13 said with emotion.

Zhu Yongqin broke the fate that the royal family of the previous dynasties could not cultivate, so that the royal family of the Ming Dynasty could cultivate powerful dragon qi.

"It's a pity that there is no flesh and blood of the real dragon left." Jiao Thirteen sighed again.

The flesh and blood of Pudu Cihang's body were sucked dry by the dragon totem, and there were only dragon scales and dragon horns left.

(End of chapter)