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

His eyes were fixed on the Seraphim flying in the sky, and a determined look appeared on his face.

Seeing the changes in Yang Ling, the Seraphim looked at each other. They seemed a little surprised at Yang Ling's tenacity and perseverance.

Afterwards, they began to mobilize the winged angels flying around them, preparing to launch a more violent attack.

Under the command of the Seraph, the winged angels became even more crazy. They gathered together and launched a fierce attack on Yang Ling.

Facing the winged angels whose attacks were getting faster and more fierce, Yang Ling remained calm and composed.

He knew very well that only by keeping calm could he find their weaknesses and counterattack successfully.

In this chaotic battlefield, Yang Ling's eyes were fixed on the attacking winged angels. He patiently looked for their flaws and prepared for a counterattack.

At this moment, the bodies of some winged angels began to emit dazzling golden light.

The light illuminated the entire battlefield, allowing Yang Ling to feel a strong fluctuation of power.

The rest of the winged angels attacked Yang Ling even more frantically, as if they wanted to defeat him completely.

However, Yang Ling still stood firm on the battlefield, his figure moving across the battlefield like a streak of black lightning, his sword emitting a dazzling light as brilliant as a meteor streaking across the night sky.

At this moment, some winged angels suddenly began to burn themselves, and their bodies turned into balls of blazing fire and rushed towards Yang Ling.

A deafening roar began to sound in the sky. It was the huge sound produced by the winged angels launching a self-destruction attack.

Yang Ling felt a strong heat wave coming towards him, and he knew that this was the last desperate attack of the two-winged angels. He quickly flew into the air to avoid the explosion caused by the two-winged angels' self-detonation.

However, the Seraphim had already anticipated his actions. They directly joined forces to imprison the space where Yang Ling was, making it impossible for him to escape.

The imprisoned Yang Ling was unable to escape the explosion and was knocked unconscious.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely different space.

This is a mysterious and unknown area, filled with a mysterious and powerful aura of power.

Yang Ling felt his body become unusually light, as if he could float away at any time. He looked down at the sword in his hand and found that the sword also began to emit unparalleled power.

"What is this place?" Yang Ling asked in surprise at some system that seemed to exist in his body.

However, the voice that answered him was not a mechanical one, but a steady and powerful male voice: "This is a mysterious space. Only the truly strong can enter here."

Yang Ling looked around and soon saw a mysterious elder standing not far away. He exuded a powerful aura that made people involuntarily feel awe and admiration.

"Who are you?" Yang Ling asked in surprise, looking at the mysterious elder.

"Haha, I am the maker of the sword in your hand." The mysterious elder replied with a smile.

The mysterious elder stared at Yang Ling and spoke slowly: "You are a person with unlimited potential. I would like to pass on my power to you." His voice was low and powerful.

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, and a firmness flashed in his eyes. He nodded solemnly, with unquestionable determination in his voice: "I am willing to accept your inheritance. I will work tirelessly to make your power flourish in my hands."

A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the mysterious elder. He nodded slightly and then began to infuse that powerful force into Yang Ling.

Yang Ling felt as if his body and soul were enveloped by a warm and powerful force, and was undergoing an unprecedented transformation.

Under the baptism of this power, his sword gradually sublimated and became sharper, emitting a sharp cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

After the inheritance was completed, the mysterious elder's tone became serious: "Now, you have my power. But you must remember that this power is used to protect this world."

Yang Ling felt that he had a great responsibility. He nodded firmly, raised the sword in his hand, and bowed deeply to the mysterious elder: "I will do my best to protect this world."

After saying that, Yang Ling embarked on a journey back to reality. When he reappeared in front of everyone, the sword in his hand had been completely renewed and emitting a dazzling light.

Just then, a sudden explosion occurred.

However, Yang Ling was not afraid at all. He gently swung the sword in his hand and absorbed all the energy of the explosion.

Then, a golden light flashed on the sword, like a bright star, illuminating the entire battlefield.

After experiencing a life-and-death catastrophe, Yang Ling successfully found the angels' weaknesses with the help of the system. He tightly grasped the sword, and with the help of the system, he swung it fiercely at the Seraphim.

The sword accurately pierced their weak points, and the bodies of the Seraphim suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Under the gaze of the Qin army soldiers, those once invincible Seraphim exploded one after another and turned into brilliant light mist.

The situation on the battlefield reversed instantly, and the morale of the Qin army was greatly boosted.

After the battle, Yang Ling looked around, his heart filled with the joy of victory.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and a red sun rose slowly from the distance, casting golden light and illuminating the entire battlefield.

The breeze blows by, bringing a hint of fresh air, making people feel as if they are in a fairyland.

However, this tranquility did not last long. A huge light and shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, exuding a majestic aura, and said coldly: "Pagans, you dare to kill my angels, this is an unforgivable crime!"

Before he finished his words, a giant sword of judgment suddenly appeared in the sky, emitting a terrifying pressure.

Yang Ling looked at the giant sword in horror, feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

At this critical moment, a strong man holding a huge axe suddenly appeared in the sky. He laughed loudly, his voice like thunder: "Old man Guangming, this low-level world can't stand your tossing. Don't compete with them, why don't you fight with me!"

Facing the provocation of the big man holding a huge axe, the light and shadow known as the old man of light was speechless for a moment. He was angry and snorted coldly: "Since you want to play, then I will play with you. It just so happens that I haven't fought with anyone for many years."

After saying this, he raised his hand toward the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Then, a beam of light projected from the sun and fell right on him.

"Blessing of Light!" The old man of light chanted the spell, and the holy breath of light instantly enveloped him.

Seeing this, the axe-wielding man was not panicked. He laughed loudly, then waved his hand, and a complex formation took shape instantly, directly covering the two of them.

Before Yang Ling and the others could react, the sturdy man and the light and shadow in the sky had disappeared without a trace. Looking at the empty sky, Yang Ling secretly speculated on the identity of the sturdy man.

The iconic giant axe made him vaguely guess the strong man's origin.

Although his specific identity is unclear, his majesty and power should not be underestimated.

As the light and the strong man disappeared, the heavy feeling of oppression also dissipated. Yang Ling and the others just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly they felt the world shaking violently.

It turned out that the war between the Qin army and the Vatican was still going on. The Qin soldiers bravely attacked the city, while the Vatican soldiers resisted tenaciously.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and shouts of killing. The Qin soldiers did not retreat because of the death of their companions. They knew the cruelty of war and must win.

Therefore, they charged forward bravely, vowing to capture the city. The Vatican guards tried their best to stop the Qin soldiers' attack, but faced with the continuous influx of Qin troops, they gradually became powerless.

Eventually, the Vatican's guards were defeated and Qin soldiers took control.

The two armies fought fiercely, blood splattered, limbs flew everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

The Qin army's will to fight was extremely firm, and the Vatican army was defeated step by step.

After a fierce battle, the Qin army finally won the war.

However, this victory came at a heavy price.

Countless brave warriors fell on the battlefield, and their blood dyed the land red.

King Ying Zheng of Qin led his army into the camp of the Holy See. He enforced strict discipline and did not act recklessly.

The soldiers of the Holy See saw the Qin army fleeing, and some of them insisted on resisting, but they were ultimately outnumbered.

When the Qin army rushed into the Pope's tent, they saw only a statue standing inside.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, walked closer to the statue and reached out to touch it.

However, at this moment, the statue suddenly moved, and countless flames shot out. Ying Zheng hurriedly retreated to avoid the attack of the fireball.

The fireball changed unpredictably in the air, and finally turned into a man in white. He stared at Ying Zheng coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You pagans will be punished by God sooner or later." After saying this, he turned into a ball of fire and burned up.

Ying Zheng looked at the disappearing man in white and snorted coldly.

In his opinion, the man was just bluffing and was not a concern at all.

At this time, Yang Ling walked up to Ying Zheng and said in a deep voice: "King Qin, after this battle, we have completely destroyed the power of the Pope. Now the Holy See is only left with a deserted city. What should we do next?"

Ying Zheng thought deeply for a moment, then slowly spoke: "We can keep this city as our Qin's base in this area. As for the Pope's followers, we can investigate them one by one. If they are indeed bewitched by the Pope, we can accept them with a tolerant attitude; if they insist on being loyal to the Pope, then we can only cut the grass and root it out."

Yang Ling nodded in agreement, and other generals also expressed their support for Ying Zheng's decision.

In the next few days, the Qin army began to repair the city and build city defenses.

At the same time, Yang Ling and other generals began to investigate the Pope's followers, carefully screening out true believers and those who were bewitched.

During their investigation, they discovered that not all of the Pope's followers were evil.

Some were bewitched, while others were forced to be loyal to the Pope in order to make a living.

Therefore, Yang Ling and others decided to treat these people with a tolerant attitude and gradually win their support.

After a period of efforts, Qin's rule in this area gradually stabilized. Yang Ling and others gradually gained the recognition and support of the people and became the leaders of this area.

After the victory, Ying Zheng began to think more deeply about the future development direction of Qin.

He knew that this victory was just the beginning and there was still a long way to go. For the prosperity of Qin, he had to plan ahead and lay a solid foundation for future development.

After settling all the affairs of the Church, Ying Zheng decided to keep Fusu. In addition to Fusu, two generals, Wang Jian and Meng Tian, ​​were also kept by Ying Zheng.

Fusu was reluctant to stay at first, but Yang Ling patiently persuaded him and made him understand Ying Zheng's good intentions.

In addition, Yang Ling also gave Fusu a new cultivation method and a storage ring.

Wang Jian and Meng Tian were envious when they saw this. They didn't expect Yang Ling to give them the same treatment.

Looking at the skills and storage rings in their hands, Wang Jian and Meng Tian were moved. They knew that this was Yang Ling's trust and recognition of them. They secretly vowed to practice hard and live up to Yang Ling's expectations.

Seeing that Wang Jian and Meng Tian had recovered their mood, Yang Ling smiled.

At this time, after Ying Zheng had a conversation with Fusu, he turned around and took Yang Ling and others on board the ship. The ship slowly sailed away from the shore, and Ying Zheng stood at the bow, facing the breeze and feeling the coolness of the sea breeze.

Yang Ling stood beside him, quietly looking at the sea in the distance. He seemed to have something to say but didn't dare to say it out loud.

After a while, he finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Your Majesty, why did you keep Fusu, Wang Jian and Meng Tian?"

When Ying Zheng heard this, he smiled slightly and looked far away with a profound gaze: "Fusu is my eldest son. He needs experience and growth. Wang Jian and Meng Tian are both talented generals. I can rest assured with them assisting Fusu. Only in this way can Fusu better shoulder the important task of Qin in the future."

Yang Ling nodded, he understood what Ying Zheng meant. Ying Zheng continued: "Moreover, there are many rare treasures and unknown areas in the south waiting for us to explore. If we can incorporate the south into the territory of Daqin, then our national strength will be even stronger."

Hearing this, Yang Ling nodded gently, with a gleam of approval in his eyes.

In his mind, the blueprint planned by Ying Zheng was undoubtedly a wise move.

The vast land in the south is rich in resources. If it can be incorporated into the territory of Daqin, it will undoubtedly bring endless prosperity to Daqin.

At this moment, the ships are shuttling through the vast ocean. The sea and the sky are one color, and the endless blue waves extend to the horizon, which is refreshing.

Ying Zheng and Yang Ling stood side by side at the bow, looking out at the distant blue horizon, with a wave of excitement welling up in their hearts. (End of this chapter)