The battle of Diaoyu City is underway, and above the sky, there is a different kind of battlefield.

"The Black Dragon of Destiny is fighting against the Mandate of Heaven of Britain, and the fate of Meng Ge's body has weakened to the extreme, but if I don't do my best, it will still be difficult to kill a human emperor. ”

Xu Xianxian's fairy eyes flickered slightly, and the black dragon flag on the golden tent instantly snapped and collapsed, revealing the extremely weak Meng Ge Khan in it.

The Black Dragon of the Mandate of Heaven is trying its best to suppress the future Mandate of Britain, so the life of Meng Ke Khan has weakened to the extreme, and it no longer has the effect of being inviolable.

Of course, at this time, there were still generals and earth immortals protecting him.

"Stop!" A withered monk and an elegant middle-aged scribe slowly rose from the golden tent, and they also sensed what was going to happen next, and hurriedly reprimanded Xu Xianxian: "You are just a woman and a Taoist family, do you also want to kill the emperor and kill the emperor! You help the kings of the West, help the abuse, and let the Mandate of Heaven be divided by the West, so you are not afraid of becoming a sinner in history?"

Their loud shouts instantly merged with heaven and earth, and the blood-colored spear in Xu Xianxian's hand fluctuated.

"The sky descends from the sky, its name is Shang, and Emperor Xin is a generation of Ming monarchs, and his talent is outstanding. Xu Xianxian looked at Bai Suzhen, who was becoming more and more pale, and looked down at the monks and scribes below him, and couldn't help laughing: "Xibo Marquis Jichang led the princes to rebel many times, but Di Xin let him return to China because of his benevolence and love, and was finally destroyed by him and burned in Lutai. The king of Zhou was originally a subordinate courtier, and it was disloyal and unrighteous to rebel and win the world, and he deliberately called him a cruel and unkind king in order to get his righteousness, so he lost the world, and the people of later generations also tried their best to discredit and fabricate. ”

She looked at the monk and the scribe, the blood-colored spear in her hand becoming more and more solid, and the magic of the forbidden spell began to surge in it. Now he is a demigod goblin, and even if he casts a spell, he is not afraid of being blocked by two ordinary earth immortals.

"But whether Di Xin is a cruel or a virtuous king, he will lose the world, die and the country will be destroyed, and he will be abused by future generations for thousands of years, do you know why?"

The scribe and the monk looked at each other, the mana in their hands brewing, but they didn't dare to take the initiative, but they listened to Xu Xianxian continue to talk to herself.

"That's because Di Xin, as the Son of Heaven, has the personality of a human emperor, but he does not respect the way of heaven and tries to reform the old customs, this is his original sin, he is guilty of heaven, and there is nothing to do. ”

"You were originally Song people, for the Dragon Court, for the way of heaven, and took refuge in Mongolia, but their cruelty and unkindness, divided mortals into four classes, the first class of Mongolians, for 'their own flesh and blood', the second class for the Western Regions, classified as the Semu people, and the Song people are the second, for the fourth class of people. Since the Mongols attacked the Song Dynasty, they have won many battles, but they have never had mercy, and they have been slaughtered everywhere they pass, regardless of the old, weak, women and children, and no one has been spared. Xu Xianxian sneered, "Saying that I am aiding the abuse, in fact, it is the opposite." You see that I have been working with the black dragon for a long time, can the dragon vein of the Song Dynasty be helpful?"

"Even if the king of Britain competes with his destiny to determine the fate of the next thousand years, the dragon vein of the Southern Song Dynasty is still silent, without the slightest movement, I want to come to the dragon vein of the Great Song Dynasty to enjoy the incense of the Song people for more than 200 years, and the fate has already penetrated into the dynasty, and it is impossible to be satisfied with being swallowed by Mongolia like this, and this may be its last silent resistance. ”

"You're right, but there's one thing you're thinking about. Speaking of this, the middle-aged scribes and monks looked slightly guilty, but they sneered one after another: "Because hundreds of years later, the people of later generations only remember that the Mongol Empire was mighty and invincible, and the iron cavalry broke through the Central Plains, who remembers the tens of millions of souls under the sword? Maybe you have to shout a few times to show off the dignity of the ancestors, you are a woman and a Taoist family, that is, you have a narrow vision, and you don't know that in history, all that is written is the success and defeat of the king. ”

"That's right! Then I'm going to show you today, who is the destiny of heaven! Who is the king who is the king and the loser! Who is the real invincible force!"

Xu Xianxian chuckled, she was just delaying time to complete the forbidden spell casting, so she was arguing back and forth with these two people.

After all, no matter how much Meng Ge Khan is, he is also the emperor of men, and he is the king of half of the world, even if the Black Dragon of the Mandate of Heaven competes with the Mandate of Heaven of Britain, his fate is weak, and he can't be killed by simple spells, and he will only be blocked by some physical shields.

The life of the human emperor, when in danger, is 100% vicious and auspicious, even if it is unavoidable, it is to let his subordinates become substitutes for the dead.

She stretched out her fingers slightly, and then threw the blood-colored spear that had been condensed to the extreme into the golden horde, and all the whirlwinds between heaven and earth converged and melted on the tip of the spear.

"You are disobeying the Mandate of Heaven! You must not die well! If you go down with this shot, the Mandate of Heaven will be divided, and in hundreds of years, the Western countries will inevitably cause chaos in the Central Plains, and you are a sinner in history and a traitor through the ages! What is written in the book of later generations is all rebellious and rebellious, and what is said in the upper and lower words is all the infamy of Xu Xian'er!"

This is a power that completely transcends the human world, and even the middle-aged scribes, even if they are earth immortals, also feel the meaning of destruction, which is not something they can resist.

On weekdays, Meng Ge Khan is invincible, no matter how strong this blood-colored spear is, it will be eliminated by the Mandate of Heaven Black Dragon.

But now... Restrained by the destiny of the West.

"Haha, what is the essential difference between the disasters of Mongolia and the Central Plains and the disasters of Western countries? ”

"And there is one thing you can think about badly, the emperors of all generations, in order to ensure their rule, will not write the power of gods and men in the official history, even if it is the history of the strange wilderness, it is estimated that it is mostly a fabrication of my poignant love story, and you who are scattered are even more nameless!"

Xu Xianxian watched as the blood-colored spear pierced through the monks and scribes, falling straight into the golden tent, and then passed through the generals who wanted to block it, and stabbed into the chest of the stunned Meng Ge Khan.

"How dare you..."

Meng Ge Khan showed a look of disbelief, trembling and stretched out his finger to point at Xu Xianxian in the sky, a mouthful of blood spit out, and then the breath disappeared completely, but the body was without any scars, this is the mandate of heaven to retain his last dignity as a human emperor.

Bang –

A slight light sound sounded in the far sky, Meng Ge Khan died, the black dragon dragon vein let out an unimaginable wail and roar, the huge dragon body suddenly split into three, the first part was taken by King Arthur's kings by the mandate of heaven, directly turned into rainbow light and fell into the western land, and the second part fell on Bai Suzhen, becoming her food for promotion to heavenly immortals.

The third part of the dragon vein is further divided into two, one part falls to Kublai Khan, the land of Möngke, and the other part falls to Möngke's son Ali Buge, and the new Mongol Great Khan will be born after several years of civil strife.

Since then, the Mongol Empire's more than 200 years of national glory has been cut by half, and the fate branch of the world empire has dissipated, and the road to the west has collapsed halfway, and it will be destroyed by a new dynasty in less than a hundred years.

The empire on which the sun never sets in Britain will become a new destiny hundreds of years later, starting with the Industrial Revolution and the beginning of the colonial road to world domination.

"How much more will there be a flood after I die?"

After killing Meng Ge Khan, Xu Xianxian saw the future historical trend through the eyes of the demigods, her red dress hunted with the wind, and the aura on her body declined to the extreme, turning around to see the differentiated black dragon claws release Bai Suzhen, and when she dissipated, she pounced on herself, which was the last curse.

Looking at Bai Suzhen's frightened eyes, she just smiled gently.

For the battle of Diaoyu City, because the power of the immortals could not be written, the cause of death of Meng Ge was unknown, so that later generations had different opinions, and the "History of the Yuan" was only a passing mention: "In the autumn and July of Xinhai, three thousand elite soldiers were left to defend it, and Yu Xi attacked Chongqing." Guihai, the emperor collapsed in Diaoyu Mountain, lived fifty and had two, and reigned for nine years. After the Emperor Huansu, the temple number Xianzong. ’

As for the story of Xu Xian'er and Bai Suzhen, it was written as a legend by the good deeds in Hangzhou and widely praised among the people, but in the story, Xu Xian'er has changed from a stunning beauty to a little white face who eats soft rice.

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