Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

On a distant island in the South China Sea, a majestic warship lies across the coastline, looking majestic.

There was a flag hanging on the huge ship, on which was printed a blood-red long sword, exuding a fierce murderous aura. The man standing at the bow had a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes, as if he was ready to start a bloody massacre at any time.

In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the Luosha Army has set up an ambitious goal to become the only overlord! "We are willing to join the Luosha Kingdom, go to the battlefield together, and cut through the thorns!" A group of strong men from outside the domain roared, their faces twisted, like wild beasts driven by the will to fight.

"Hahahaha, we warmly welcome you all to come!" At this moment, a thin old man suddenly appeared at the bow of the ship, his eyes flashing with mysterious light.

"Greetings, His Excellency the Bishop!" Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly saluted respectfully. This old man was the envoy of the Holy See, and also the mentor of the Luosha ruler, a powerful person of the transcendent realm with unfathomable strength.

"Very good, everyone please follow me, I will take you to Kyushu Continent and start a new journey." The old man's words revealed unquestionable authority.

At this time, the man standing on the bow, who looked like a god descending from heaven, was none other than the second prince of the Rakshasa Empire, Yehwa. His head was shining with golden light, like a blazing sun, illuminating the entire sky.

"Very good. The reputation of our Rakshasa Empire will surely spread to every corner of the world."

"Are you all ready? This time, we must conquer all regions and plant the flags of Rakshasa on every inch of land!" Jehovah's voice was filled with strong murderous intent and determination.

"We swear to follow the Second Prince until death, to conquer all nations and unify the world!" All the soldiers shouted in unison, the sound shaking the heavens.

At this moment, a general in armor walked into the cabin. He saluted respectfully and said, "Greetings to the Second Prince! Greetings to the Bishop!"

"Well, have you brought the things?" As soon as Yehwa's voice fell, the general responded quickly: "Yes, I have, please have a look, Second Prince!"

As he spoke, the general took out an exquisite brocade box and carefully handed it to Yehwa. Yehwa took the brocade box and gently opened it. A strong aroma of spiritual medicine instantly hit his nose. A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"This... this is actually the Bauhinia fruit! It is worthy of being the sacred object of my Rakshasa Empire!" Yehwa was pleasantly surprised, "I didn't expect that my father would be willing to give it to me!"

Although Yehua is still young, he is already a warrior at the second level of the Transcendent Realm.

And this bauhinia fruit can help him increase his strength. Jehovah swallowed the bauhinia fruit directly without hesitation.

Then, he took out several sparkling crystal stones from his arms and said to the people behind him: "These are space-breaking crystals. Each of you carries one. As long as you crush them, you can return to the empire in an instant." "I will go to the battle personally this time, and I will definitely bring you back in triumph."

Jehovah's voice was firm and powerful. It had been a long time since he had personally led troops to fight, but this time, he was determined to win, so he wanted to bring more troops to ensure that nothing would go wrong.

"Yes, Second Prince!" All the soldiers responded in unison and then retreated.

As the generals left, dazzling beams of light shot up into the sky and they were teleported to the designated location.

Immediately afterwards, a roar resounded through the sky, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence.

At the same time, in another sea area, Ying Zheng was leading the soldiers of the Great Qin Empire to ride the wind and waves. Their eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent, and they exuded a monstrous fighting spirit, as if they wanted to swallow up the entire ocean.

"Your Majesty, our army is ready to go. Please give your instructions!" The Qin generals Wang Jian and Meng Tian bowed and reported to Ying Zheng.

"Pass on my order, the three armies will set out immediately to wipe out the invaders in the South China Sea!" Ying Zheng's voice was cold and resolute, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, sir!" The generals of the Qin Dynasty turned around and left without any hesitation, preparing for the upcoming battle.

At this time, Yang Ling, who was standing next to Ying Zheng, stepped forward and volunteered: "Your Majesty, I am willing to be the vanguard and lead the way for the army!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Yang Ling and nodded: "Okay, sir, go and mobilize the troops quickly."

"50,000 will be the vanguard, 30,000 will be the left and right wings, and 100,000 will be the center."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yang Ling received the order and left in a hurry.

The Qin Empire was said to have an army of one million, and that was no exaggeration.

A total of 600,000 troops were mobilized for this expedition, and they were all elite Black Ice Guards, most of whom were Qigong practitioners.

Even though they are only in the initial Qi Refining stage, their strength should not be underestimated.

When all the generals retreated, a golden dragon hovered over the Qin army, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

There were densely packed large ships lined up on both sides, and the huge force scared the surrounding sea beasts so much that they fled in all directions.

Ying Zheng rode on a golden warship and sped towards the depths of the sea.

Dragon roars emanated from his body, and a mighty pressure filled the entire world.

Yang Ling had already boarded the warship. Seeing that the soldiers had assembled, he ordered Xu Fu beside him: "All troops, set off!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Fu urged the army to set off without any hesitation.

In an instant, the sound of war drums roared, shaking the vast sea.

Endless black shadows sailed towards the depths of the sea, and the Qin warships streaked across the sea and sky, stirring up huge waves.

At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared on the sea level in the distance.

It was a large-scale naval army, with thousands of ships scattered on the sea. They looked at the Qin army not far away, with a strange smile on their faces.

"With such a big battle, I wonder who will become our prey?" the leader said femininely.

However, the Qin army had already been alerted to the abnormality. Their eyes flashed with solemnity, and they slowly said: "It's someone from the South China Sea!"

"Troops from the South China Sea? I didn't expect to encounter them so soon." Yang Ling couldn't help but be a little surprised after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"Hmph, since they dare to provoke us, we will make sure they never return today!" As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, Meng Tian responded with an angry roar.

As a fierce general of the Qin Dynasty, he has always been brave and fearless, eager to fight the enemy.

"How dare someone challenge our Rakshasa Army? They are simply courting death!"

On the other side, the leader of the Rakshasa Legion also shouted angrily.

As the two sides got closer and closer, a battle was imminent. Meng Tian and Wang Jian took the lead and rushed out.

Meng Tian was a burly man, exuding a domineering aura, with a gleam in his eyes, and he was obviously eager to join the battle.

"General Meng Tian, ​​be patient and wait until the enemy gets closer before taking action." Yang Ling reminded.

However, Meng Tian could no longer suppress his inner desire to fight: "Sir, just wait for me to return victoriously!" In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two sides was already very close.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Qin army and the Rakshasa Legion's warships collided violently.

Suddenly, flames flew everywhere, and Meng Tian and Wang Jian led their soldiers into the enemy army.

On the battlefield, blood was flying everywhere, and screams and shouts of killing were intertwined together, forming a tragic picture.

Yang Ling did not directly participate in the battle. He stood on the deck of the warship and calmly observed the battle situation.

Seeing the excellent performance of the Qin army, Yang Ling showed a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

The Qin army is quite powerful and will not be defeated in the short term at least.

"Swish!" Screams rang out as the swords were swung. The killing power of the Qin soldiers was extremely terrifying, causing the Luosha Legion to suffer heavy losses.

Faced with such a fierce battle, Yang Ling was also infected and couldn't help but join in. His magic power surged all over his body, and he directly blocked the attack of a deputy commander of the Rakshasa.

The long sword whizzed out like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and pierced through the opponent's chest in the blink of an eye.

A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the Rakshasa general. He never expected that Yang Ling's strength was so powerful.

However, at this moment, huge waves suddenly surged in the sea.

Huge fish like mountains rolled towards the shore, causing incredible damage.

Yang Ling's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted loudly: "Go!"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly retreated to the rear. At the same time, countless fire spirit spells rose up and exploded in the air.

"Boom!" The continuous roar was deafening.

One after another, fire spirit talismans fell from the sky and exploded, causing the entire sea to boil.

The blazing flames almost illuminated half of the sea area red, and those large marine fish were crushed into blood foam in an instant.

The blood dyed the sea red, and the strong smell of blood quickly spread.

Yang Ling also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, secretly thanking himself for having been prepared. Otherwise, this time he would have been in great danger.

However, the crisis has not been resolved.

At this moment, a figure rushed towards Yang Ling like a ghost.

What suddenly came into view was the figure of the Rakshasa leader.

Although Yang Ling's cultivation is quite impressive, it is not easy to defeat the Rakshasa leader easily.

On the other side, Wang Jian and Meng Tian were joining forces in a fierce battle with the enemy commander, and the battle was difficult to resolve.

"Ding!" A crisp sound of metal clashing was heard, and the spear in Wang Jian's hand stabbed out with incredible speed like a pouring galaxy.

The sharp tip of the gun left dazzling afterimages in the air. Every time it was swung, the opponent looked embarrassed and in danger.

However, this Luosha general was no ordinary person. His face was livid, and when he clapped his hands, it was like thunder. Not only did he protect himself tightly, but he also successfully resisted Wang Jian's storm-like attack.

At certain moments, he even seemed to be turning from defense to offense and reversing the situation, which made Wang Jian frown and secretly alert.

In contrast, the situation on Meng Tian's side was completely different. He attacked like a tide, and in just a moment, he forced his opponent to retreat step by step, and there were dangers everywhere.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Wang Jian and the Rakshasa general clashed again, and Wang Jian involuntarily took several steps back.

However, the Rakshasa general still stood firmly, staring at Wang Jian with sharp eyes, as if he was ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

At this moment, Meng Tian, ​​who had already won the victory, quickly turned around and rushed to Wang Jian's side, fighting side by side with him to fight against this powerful Rakshasa general.

Meng Tian swung his halberd, like lightning cutting through the night sky, and went straight for the neck of the Rakshasa general.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the extremely sharp halberd blade instantly cut through the throat of the Rakshasa general, and blood gushed out. The once majestic general fell down.

With the death of the Rakshasa general, the morale of the Qin army was greatly boosted and it completely gained the upper hand.

Those extremely brave Qin soldiers, under the leadership of Wang Jian and others, were even more powerful and unstoppable.

Soon, they killed several Rakshasa generals one after another, making the battle completely suspenseful.

After the battle, Meng Tian and Wang Jian did not stay for too long, but quickly returned to the dragon boat. Because they knew that Yang Ling's order was that they must not retreat easily before the enemy reinforcements arrived. After all, the target of the Qin's expedition was not just the Rakshasa Kingdom.

When the Qin army gradually disappeared in the vast ocean, the second prince of Luosha Kingdom, Yehua, was furious and furious.

"Waste! You are all a bunch of waste!" He pointed at the generals below and roared angrily.

"Second Prince, spare us! The Qin army is too fierce. We have no choice but to do this!" A general said tremblingly, and the other generals nodded in agreement. They were both afraid and helpless. They were afraid that they would be punished by Jehovah when they returned to Luosha Kingdom, but they were helpless because the strength of the Qin army made them afraid.

Looking at these generals who lowered their heads and dared not speak, Jehovah became even more angry.

"Get out! All of you, get out of here!" he roared.

Yehwa knew that the current Luosha Army was no longer able to compete with the Daqin Army. The strength of Daqin not only exceeded their expectations, but also made them feel deeply daunted.

As soon as Yahweh gave the order, the generals fled in haste, fearing that staying any longer would cause trouble. After all the generals had left, an old man slowly walked up to Yahweh.

"Your Highness, why are you so angry?" The old man said calmly, "Since Daqin is so powerful, we might as well summon angels to come and help us."

Hearing the old man's suggestion, Jehovah seemed a little hesitant. Although summoning angels to descend is a good option, it requires sacrifices, and the success rate is not high. Every time ten people are sacrificed, it is already very good if one or two can be possessed by angels. What's more, the strength of the angels that descend will be greatly reduced each time. Therefore, Jehovah immediately shook his head and rejected the old man's suggestion.

However, the old man did not seem to give up. "Your Highness, the Second Prince, don't worry. Leave this matter to me." He said confidently.

After Yahweh pondered for a moment, he finally spoke slowly: (End of this chapter)