There is still smoke and dust in the rubble, and Jiang An and Chen Song, who were hung upside down in the air before, have disappeared, but at this great moment when the new king is about to ascend the throne, how can Qianli be troubled by these two fish that slipped through the net? Although Jiang An used to be the deputy general of the Heavenly Army, but now he is not allowed to help the rebellion and rebellion, and he is no longer allowed to be a peer of the Heavenly Army, and he is only an outlier who has attained the Tao of Mu Feng, and the strong general is dead, so he can't afford to set off any storms; Where can a traitor who is not even a thief with a disease of mossy flee to? Sooner or later, he will be caught, and now there is something more important. ”

Yue Shi shrank his head and didn't continue his words, of course he knew what was more important now.

The scattered clansmen who were blown by the hurricane of the decisive blow were slowly surrounding, and among the most powerful people in Fly Mountain, there was only one left, and they had the great merit of eradicating the rebellion, and they all knew that it was time for Fly Mountain to change the world.

As the leader of the original Divine Breath Cliff Wing Guard, he was the first to shout: "My king died, the Holy Guard died, and the general rebelled against him, and was finally eliminated by Mr. Qianli, Mr. Qianli not only purged the Commander of the Fly Mountain, but also avenged us, and led the people of the Divine Breath Cliff, and implored Mr. Thousand Miles to be the new king of the Fly Mountain!"

Liemane and several generals of the Heavenly Army glanced at each other, thought for a moment, and bowed forward: "There are 11,300 people in the Flyshan Heavenly Army, and I am willing to follow the orders of Mr. Qianli and be willing to serve the dogs and horses!"

Divine Breath Cliff, Heavenly Military Camp, the direct subordinates of the original Sanjun have already expressed their submission, and the rest of the tens of thousands of demons naturally have no objections, kneeling down in unison, tens of thousands of throats let out a deafening cry: "I implore Mr. Qianli to be the new king of Fly Mountain." ”

This time, Mrs. Ru Dan and the four spirits of Fly Mountain, who were standing beside Qianlisheng, finally knelt down, and Mrs. Ru Dan looked at Qianlisheng's blood-stained white robe from the corner of her eyes, and her heart was full of admiration and pity.

Qianlisheng's face was pale due to injury and there was a trace of blood in the group cry, his eyes were shining, his heart was excited, he slowly raised his hands, but before he spoke, there was a cough: "Ahem...... Ahem, in fact, I was very sad today, I didn't expect that a high-ranking and powerful Holy Spirit in the Fly Mountain would do the retrograde act of killing the king and betraying the Lord because of his own selfish desires. I was heartbroken by the death of my king, and even after the eradication of the rebellious ministers and thieves, I still wanted to hold my king's funeral first. However, time is running out, those red tape of remembering the deceased are just following the stereotypes and bad habits of the defiled mortals, and we do not need the Holy Spirit of the Fly Mountain, and the sorrow for our king is deeply placed in our hearts! And now, the world world full of the aura of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers is still occupied by defiled mortals, and the people who are incompatible with our race are still shamelessly declaring their justice, can you still tolerate such a situation?"

It was another clever words of reed tongue, but the demons of Fly Mountain were very angry with this, and the shouts sounded like thunder again: "No!

"The splendid mountains and rivers are in the hands of ordinary people; our people are prosperous, and we are willing to be the lord of the world! From today on, we will be ready to attack the world! Let the Holy Spirit of Fly Mountain be the master of this world! cough...... Ahem, do you like fatty human flesh?"...,

"I like it!"

"Do you like beautiful women?"

There was a laugh, and then the clan said loudly in unison: "I like it!"

"Do you like the right to live and kill all creatures as you like?"

Although Qianlisheng's words used some human idioms, it did not prevent the demons of Fly Mountain from understanding the meaning, they made a lot of noise, and shouted with joy on their faces: "I like it! I like it!"

"When we truly become the masters of all living beings and the worldly realm, that is the best consolation and consolation for our king. And I, the new king of Fly Mountain, the king of Qianli Qiji, who inherited the will of my king, will exhaust all my mental strength for this grand wish!"

"King Qiji, King Qiji!" shouted the spirited demons.

Qianlisheng, no, from this moment on, he is no longer the wise man of Fly Mountain in the past, nor is he the Qiji Qianlisheng, one of the three handsome men sung in the ballad of Fly Mountain, he is already the king, the new king of Fly Mountain--- Qianli Qiji.

Qianli Qiji raised his hands high, enjoying the shouts of submission and support of all the clans, no wonder the world always likes to fight to the death for the ultimate in power, and the feeling of standing at the top of power is really wonderful.

"Let's use our blood and flesh to commemorate this meaningful day, go to the Valley of the Mortals, I want to see the blood of mortals staining the foundation pillar of the Holy Spirit Temple, and I want to see your high fighting spirit truly bloom like the fierce beasts of ancient times!"

The demons let out a huge cheer, and the black qi that turned into walking away came and went, and under the grace of the new king, they couldn't wait to show their bloodthirsty and murderous nature.

One day of success, so quickly, I won the support of all the Fly Mountain tribesmen, and my plan of revival was finally carried out completely according to my own wishes. Qianli Qiji let out another violent cough in excitement.

The decisive blow of the Great General left an indelible mark on him, and the wounds on his lung lobes will never be healed, and will always be with him for years to come, just like the wounds on his chest.

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The turquoise and white light flashed, and the figure appeared in front of the Mingdelu at the top of the Ling Jue Peak, the turquoise light showed the spiritual wind, and the white light showed a thin young man in white. There were people behind them, Lingfeng was carrying Jiang An, and the young man in white was carrying Chen Song, but Jiang An and Chen Song were now unconscious because of their serious injuries and torture.

Lingfeng was sobbing slightly, tears were sobbing, and there was a burst of colic in her heart, this was the first time she had known the Tao after she had cultivated as an adult, because crying in pain and sadness was like this.

"Master...... Master went, but he wouldn't let me take him away......"

"Master, strange title, I think I must be crazy to follow you to do such a rebellious thing. The young man in white muttered, although it was a complaint, but there was no complaint on his face, just looking at the crying pear blossom with the rain with a lot of concern.

Lingfeng didn't originally participate in the celebration to welcome the Demon King's awakening, and her temperament didn't like to be noisy, so when the Qianli Sheng poison plan happened, she was chatting with her friend Ye Jing at the foot of the mountain not far from Dianjiangtai.

However, the huge noise of the Dianjiangtai, as well as the exchange of spiritual power that could be clearly perceived even if they were far apart, made Lingfeng and Ye Yan stop talking, and when they rushed quickly, they happened to see the vicious battle between Qianli Sheng and the strong general, and Jiang An and Chen Song were also tortured by the four spirits of Fly Mountain, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Lingfeng did not rush forward to help her master and brother, in fact, when she saw this scene, she immediately knew that the disagreement between the guardian saint of Fly Mountain and the wise man of Fly Mountain had finally evolved into a life-and-death fight, and the bad thing was that her master --- Xiong Zhen was at a disadvantage. ...,

For this day, Lingfeng didn't think about it, her friend Ye Jing had also solemnly warned her, but she didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, and she didn't expect that the development of the situation would be one-sided in favor of Qianlisheng, whose original strength was still slightly inferior.

In such a situation, Lingfeng knew that if she killed again, it would be like throwing an insignificant pebble into the monstrous waves, and it would be useless, so she quietly hid in the audience, ready to find an opportunity to use her swift and incoherent body to take away her master, so that he could survive the reverse current that Wan Fu pointed out.

No one knows their own breath better than their loved ones, and when Lingfeng was quietly approaching, it was also when Qianli Sheng triumphantly tortured Jiang'an and Chen Song, and the strong general had already discovered Lingfeng, and he used the method of sound transmission to stop Lingfeng: "Take advantage of my full force blow immediately, take your senior brother and Mr. Chen, and leave here." Leave me alone, I've been poisoned and can't be saved. ”

Lingfeng felt an inexplicable sour feeling in her heart at that time, and her eyes moistened, but the firm tone of the strong general stopped her from crying: "It is a pity that the teacher has become a rebellious minister and thief who is scolded by everyone, it is a pity, in the face of the conspiracy and trickery of the traitorous Xiaoxiao, the teacher is so powerless, and the Fly Mountain is no longer your place to stand, take the senior brother and Mr. Chen to leave the Fly Mountain, wherever you go, don't think about avenging me, living is the most important thing!

Lingfeng nodded in his heart, but tears finally burst out of his eyes.

"Lingfeng, my apprentice, you are a sentimental and affectionate person, you always pretend to be cold and frosty and can't hide your flame-like heart, you are wrong as a teacher, you should not use those Confucian ethics to bind the nature of your daughter's family. Looking at Lingfeng's tearful appearance, he thought with remorse.

This is the most reluctant thought before the decisive blow.

So, when the earth-shattering hurricane blew, when the spear filled with qi pierced through the chest of Qianlisheng, a green gas and a white gas passed through the rapid hurricane, and beside Qianlisheng, who had become blank due to severe pain and shock, he grabbed the shore and Chen Song into the air flow and quickly took them away.

The cat demon spirit wind, the white eagle eye, if you talk about the art of hiding and hiding, since the three jun below, there is no one else, save people and go quickly, slow to say that the demons do not know the reason, even if they know the way, but there is no way to catch up. In this way, Lingfeng and Ye Jing took Jiang An and Chen Song back to Mingdelu, where they were vigorously resting.

The situation was urgent, and Ye Yan, who was purely drawing his sword to help, didn't care about comforting the sad Lingfeng, he rushed into the house, opened the shabby straw mat spread on the ground, and a deep and secluded hole appeared.

"Let's go, we are already the traitors of Fly Mountain, and if we leave a little later, we will be torn apart by our original kindred. Ye Yan pulled the spirit wind, and there were words in his mouth, and the figure disappeared.

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The Holy Spirit Temple, which was beginning to take shape, stood silently, and the foundation was already a river of blood and water.

A running craftsman was bitten by an oncoming huge mountain wolf, the sharp teeth of the beast pierced deep into the flesh, the craftsman was not dead for a while, the severe pain made him struggle and cry out more fiercely, and blood flowed from the mouth of the mountain wolf. The mountain wolf was about to bite off the waist ribs of the craftsman with a bite of satisfaction, but a monster with a jackal head and a human body jumped out of the thorn, grabbed it, tore the craftsman who was still screaming into two, and couldn't wait to pour human blood into his mouth, the mountain wolf cursed from the bottom of his throat, and began to gnaw on the remaining half of the human body......

In this way, the mortals in the valley fled in vain, crying out for help in horror, but they could only be grasped, torn, and devoured by the demons that appeared one by one......

As I said, I will see your limbs chewing in our mouths, I will see your blood stain this valley red, and I will see your broken flesh and bones as the best foil to the temple of the Holy Spirit. Today, all of that hope has become a reality. Qianli Qiji watched the slaughter with satisfaction, and picked up an object soaked in blood water, which was a teapot made by craftsmen, which was a vessel fired from clay, and even had exquisite patterns engraved on it. Ridiculous, can these things save their lives when they are alive and dead? Qianli Qiji thought disdainfully, and threw away the teapot in his hand. ...,

An old man with white hair was driven out of the grass by a wild boar monster, the old man was frightened, his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was knocked to the ground by the wild boar monster in a blink of an eye, and the bamboo slips in the house were all over the ground by the wild boar monster, and the wild boar monster opened his mouth and bit him under the throat regardless of it.

Qianli Qiji seemed to remember something, his figure flickered, and he immediately appeared beside the old man, and stretched out his finger when the wild boar monster opened his mouth to devour: "Duh, this person is not edible!"

The wild boar monster saw that it was the new king who made a move, how dare he disobey it? Snorted a few times, bowed his head and retreated.

"Thank you...... Thank you for the grace of not killing. The old man who had lost his life prostrated again and again.

Qianli Qiji remembered that this old man seemed to be the historian who revised the history book of Fly Mountain, and when he raised his hand, he had already sucked a bamboo slip scattered all over the ground into his hand, and asked while flipping through it: "What's your name?"

"The villain Liu Xun is originally from Xiangcheng in Zhao Guo......" When the old man saw the terrifying scene in front of him, his legs were weak with fright, and he stammered when he spoke.

Governing history is the record, and the loss of Xiong Zhen is out. However, it seems to be a very interesting thing to make such a historical record that can be admired by future generations in Fly Mountain, so that every clan in Fly Mountain can see it, and I want them to see the history, what a good way to naturalize!

Qianli Qiji threw the bamboo slip to the ground: "If you continue to write, I can spare you from dying." Remember to write: Fly Mountain Xiong Zhen is a strong general, poisoned and killed my king, usurped the throne and rebelled, it was I who pacified the chaotic party, won the support of the clan, and was elected as the new king, you think about the wording, do you understand?"

The old man was taken aback, knowing that General Dali was by no means a usurper and a rebel, but looking at the demons dancing in front of him, chattering and devouring flesh, and screaming endlessly, where did he dare to disobey the slightest resentment? ”

Ha Lu Ha Qi Ji smiled in his heart, do you see? My virtuous brother Xiong Zhen, the mortal you tried your best to protect, but finally wrote slanderous words and sentences against you, seeing this, do you still think it is worth protecting these weak and immoral mortals?

The Valley of Fanzi, once sheltered by a powerful general, has now become a bloody hell of slaughter.

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Tick tock...... The blood of the Flyshan Fanzi Valley is slowly flowing......

In the lofty mountains of Bashu, Chi Tang and Xue Yang climbed over a mountain, but the red sun behind the fading mountain reflected the two of them radiantly.

Tick tock...... The blood of the Flyshan Fanzi Valley is slowly flowing......

On the waterway of the Yangtze River, Ji Rui stood on the bow of the boat, squatting beside a yellow dog with a half-stretched tongue, and the eyes of a person and a dog looked at the tumbling river on the side of the boat, with a solemn face.

Tick tock...... The blood of the Flyshan Fanzi Valley is slowly flowing......

Also on the river boat on the Yangtze River waterway, but driving in the other direction, Feng Yingxiu was looking back at the sunset in the sky, the sunset was steaming, a magnificent color, Juan'er walked out of the cabin, and smiled at her.

Tick tock...... The blood of the Flyshan Fanzi Valley is slowly flowing......

A carriage was running fast on the open road of the post road, and Qianchong in the carriage was very concerned about the unconscious Gan Fei's nose, and the heavy heat coming out of his nose made him feel a little relieved, he lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the sunset, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Tick tock...... The blood of the Flyshan Fanzi Valley is slowly flowing......

The black-pressed army was lined up in several phalanxes, with flags covering the sun, armor like a forest, and war horses snorting and snorting, even if the soldiers straightened their waists a little, they could converge into a huge muffled sound. Han Li stroked the pearl necklace under his head, but his face was solemn, and Mo Yumei beside him was wearing a heart armor, and the shape of the armor set off her posture more and more graceful, but she, like Han Li, finally raised the sword with cold light in her hand diagonally and straightened it.

Huan Da Sima, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at the city on the horizon in the distance, and lightly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Cut!" the long sword pointed at the city, followed by the shouts of the army, and countless figures rushed forward.

——————End of Volume 3——————