I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 357 Kowloon Island

A black coffin emerged from the soil under Jin Chan's feet.

The coffin lid was opened.

I saw Ying Lou lying quietly inside.

"His Majesty?"

Ninety percent of the people present were Qin officials, and some of them were loyal to the Qin Dynasty for generations.

See this scene.

Everyone clenched their weapons and looked towards Jin Chan cautiously.

No one dared to act rashly before knowing the truth.

Subsequently.

I saw the golden cicada jumping high.

The blood foam, flesh residue, and bone mud that fell from the sky poured into the black coffin the next second and all over Ying Lou's body.

The black coffin was filled with gurgling blood bubbles.

It's like a boiling, thick red pot.

After all the flesh and blood were absorbed by Ying Lou.

The immortal King of Qin held onto the side of the coffin and stood up from inside.

"My ministers, please pay homage to Your Majesty."

Except for Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao and Li Mu, everyone else knelt on the ground with their fists clasped.

The god of war and the emperor of the Qin Dynasty were actually the same person.

Although it is unbelievable, the fact is right before our eyes.

"Everyone, please stand up!"

Ying Lou, wearing a black dragon robe, had one hand behind his back and the other hand gently raised.

He spoke to Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin and others in front of him.

After today.

There is a difference between monarch and minister.

Ying Lou knew that he could no longer drink and eat meat with them as freely as before.

But there is no other way.

Half a year later, Jiulong Island came into being, and less than ten years later, he was taken to the Heavenly Palace.

If there is no awakening, the end result will be the demise of the Qin Dynasty and the slaughter of all mortals.

The Central Plains returned to the Central Wilderness, and the new mortal animals continued to be enslaved by the immortals.

"Everyone, try your best to survive these ten days!"

Say it.

Ying Lou first took out a large bag of Golden Cicada Pills that he had prepared in advance from his arms and threw it to Li Mu.

Then he held the Black Water Dragon Seal and the Golden Phoenix Seal in his hands.

It brought about the national destiny of the Qinling Mountains and Dujiang.

After a while.

There were twenty-five black rotten dragons and twenty-five golden phoenixes with broken wings circling above their heads.

And as Ying Lou pressed his palm downwards.

Part of it drilled into the protective shield made by Shi Meiyu.

Some of them flew into the clouds.

All of a sudden.

Hundreds of stone feathers were shattered and flew thousands of meters away.

Bai Qi and others, who were supported by the power of thunder and national destiny, lined up in an orderly manner, with a strong desire to fight.

And it's not over yet.

Fourteen more Qin warriors, also armed with thunder magic and national destiny, fell from the clouds.

Jiang Shang, Dong Ge, San Yisheng, Jiuxian, Li Jing, Nangong Shi, Huang Tianhua, Huang Feihu, Deng Jiugong, Su Hu, Deng Chanyu, Wen Pin, Wu Ji!
These thirteen people were all legendary generals who had followed the first emperor Lin Yao and had faced off against the Jiufang Tiangong.

In addition to military spirit, they are also proficient in the use of national destiny and various techniques.

And besides these thirteen people.

Unexpectedly, the black and turbid tears were also among them.

But at this moment, he was just a Qin warrior mixed with the nine-day Xirang.

"I will not hold back. Come to fight with the awareness of certain death!"

Ying Lou waved his hand, and looked down upon everything with imperial majesty.

Cold and decisive.

In this battle, although Ying Lou did not take action, he did not hold back either.

Just an hour.

The relatively weak Zi'an was defeated by Baomanzi, a founding general of the Qin State, who was known to be the strongest man in the world.

One blow of the hammer broke twenty ribs and ruptured his intestines.

Even the heart and stomach were almost shattered.

If Li Xin hadn't fed him a pill in time, he would have been close to death.

of course.

Although Ying Lou said "don't hold back", he was always careful when the fight really started.

Compared to the rest.

Four guys who broke through the million-man army.

While Meng Tian was fighting with all his strength, he did not forget to take care of others.

Li Mu handled it with ease while analyzing the characteristics of the twenty-five Qin terracotta warriors in his mind.

As for Li Cunxiao and Xiang Yu.

A man with a warlike nature, he thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of fighting with the legendary general.

The other one, after overcoming the hurdle in his heart, became domineering and powerful, and was ruthless when attacking his own grandfather.

This is a life-and-death battle.

It is far more tragic than imagined.

Relying on the supply of pills.

Everyone has been working non-stop for ten days without a single moment of slacking off.

However, to Ying Lou's surprise, the first person to break through the one million soldiers' morale was neither Meng Wu nor Wang Jian, the two people who had one foot in the threshold.

But it was Li Xin who was always holding back a rage in his heart.

After hundreds of near-death experiences, Li Xin finally broke through the million-man army half an hour ago.

A long sword pierced through half of Lian Po's body.

However, after this sword strike, Li Xin fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion.

Another five days passed.

After hovering between life and death for many times, Wang Jian and Meng Wu, who were only one step away from victory, finally successfully broke through the millions of soldiers.

"Okay, stop it now."

Ying Lou suddenly yelled.

The twenty-five Qin terracotta warriors stopped moving instantly and stood still.

A full fifteen days.

Although the fusion of the two bodies has not yet reached its limit, it will not last too long.

And these days.

In addition to Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao, who killed several Qin Terracotta Warriors.

The rest.

None of them killed the enemy once.

Especially the five people: Jiang Shang, Bai Qi, Jiuxian, Li Jing, Nangong Shi and Wu Zhuolei.

After he was injected with national luck and thunder magic, for a time he was actually no less powerful than the immortals in the Beidi Ulan Palace.

But it's not their fault. Being able to achieve this has already exceeded Youyinglou's expectations.

After all, the purpose this time is to spur and criticize.

Let them know that fighting against Jiufang Tiangong is no joke.

If you are not prepared to die, then the only outcome is defeat.

"Your Majesty, we can still fight."

Since knowing that Jin Chan is Ying Lou and Ying Lou is Jin Chan, everyone's eyes and hearts have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Especially Li Xin, Zi'an and Mu Xuanzi, the three guys who are closest to Jin Chan on weekdays.

When I think of the scenes of us being arm in arm, drinking, eating meat and bragging.

Cold sweat broke out from my back.

"Jin Chan, no, Qin Huang, I haven't fought enough. Let me fight for another three months, and I will definitely reach a higher level."

As soon as Li Cunxiao blurted out the two words "golden cicada", he realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words.

"During these fifteen days, I only mobilized the national fortunes of Qinling and Dujiang, and did not use the Ten Thunder Tai Chi in thunder magic, and..."

Ying Lou felt that it was enough and stopped talking.

"Everyone, please set off for Linzi. There is still half a year left. When the Nine Dragon Island comes to the world, you will face a true immortal."

Say it.

Ying Lou took the twenty-five Qin terracotta warriors and the black coffin and left the place.

All of them were left standing there in a daze.

Because of the battle with the Qin Terracotta Warriors, none of them had time to chat in the past fifteen days.

Now that Ying Lou is gone.

The fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days instantly swept through my body.

They all collapsed to the ground.

"Yuzi, if you challenge that guy Jinchan to a duel next time, will it be considered regicide?" To break the silence, it still requires the heartless guy Li Cunxiao.

Compared to other people, he no longer worries about how to face Jin Chan or Ying Lou in the future.

This guy's train of thought is always so unexpected.

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Xiang Yu first turned around, tilted his neck slightly forward, frowned slightly, and his eyes widened.

He looked at Li Cunxiao as if he was a fool, then stood up and walked towards his warhorse Wuzhui.

"Regicide? Is he dead?"

Five days later.

The sixteenth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign was the first month of the new year.

But the troops around Xianyang City had already taken up their weapons and were heading eastward through Hangu Pass to their destination, Linzi.

Rows of baggage trains, loaded with food and various military supplies, were located in the middle or at the rear of the team.

They left deep ruts in the snow and moved forward slowly.

The oxen and horses pulling the cart were thin, but they were still trying their best. The white air from their mouths and noses instantly condensed in the air.

Looking down from the sky, the vast white and cold earth looks like a long black dragon swimming close to the ground.

And at the same time.

The news of the southward migration also spread to Linzi, Jiaoao, northern Qi, southern Qi, and the east and west banks of the Guhe River.
Leaving their homeland, they moved southward.

The people shook their heads.

No one was willing to agree.

The land today is no longer as barren as it was when Tian Jian was in power.

Although only twenty years had passed since the tragedy of cannibalism, grave digging and eating carrion, and starving people everywhere, people have long forgotten it.

Look at the thousands of miles of fertile fields and the abundant crops.

The First Emperor's order to move south was like a bolt from the blue, causing an uproar among the people.

People's faces were filled with astonishment and reluctance, and their eyes revealed despair and anger.

In addition, the conscription for labor to build the Great Wall in previous years meant that the men in every household had not returned home for many years.

This moment.

The streets are full of complaints
The men swung their hoes, the old men raised their canes, and the women hugged each other and cried.

It was not until Crown Prince Su finally ordered troops to suppress the rebellion that the people reluctantly embarked on the journey of migrating south.

Four months later.

Millions of troops arrived in Linzi, Jiaoao and other places.

They were led by seven men, namely Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao, Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin, Meng Wu, Wang Jian and Li Mu, who had already exceeded one million soldiers.

"Yu Wei, I only promised Jin Chan to help him fight against Jiufang Tiangong, how come I became a general of the Qin State?"

Looking at the black military flags with the word "Xiang" printed on them fluttering around.

Xiang Yu felt a mixture of emotions.

"Yu, what's wrong with Qin and Chu? Now the world has been unified. What you are doing now is for the people of the former Great Chu!"

Wearing blue fish-scale light armor and holding a pair of mandarin duck swords, Yu Wei is the only female general who came with the army.

Different from here.

Li Cunxiao was as high-spirited as he was in the past and didn't care about it at all.

Anyway, for him, as long as he can lead the troops, it doesn't matter who he fights against.

Being loyal to the Tang Dynasty is loyalty, and being loyal to the Qin Dynasty is also loyalty.

What's more, the former King of Tang and the current First Emperor have long been a family.

Do we need to separate them?

And at this time.

There are only three months left until the appearance of Kowloon Island.

Xianyang City.

His Majesty the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty disappeared again.

It has never appeared since the first month of the year.

However, Prince Su has begun to show the qualities of a king.

He and Li Si alone were enough to shock the entire court.

The vast Qin Empire continued to operate in an orderly manner.

After Bai Longju came back from the North Sea, he "drank a little" for a few days, then took Xuannv away to an unknown place.

No one has been seen until now.

Another two months passed.

After working day and night, 20,000 people died of exhaustion.

The last section of the Great Wall connecting Changbai Mountain was finally completed.

This is the end.

The five places of national destiny, Qinling Mountains, Dujiang, Taihang Mountains, Longmen and Changbai Mountains, are connected end to end.

And on the Great Wall.

Four million Qin terracotta warriors were lined up in neat rows and stood solemnly.

Either the quiver is full or the spear is shiny.
They were motionless and expressionless.

The mud-covered skin and armor are filled with endless vicissitudes of life.

Although these Qin warriors came from all over the seven countries.

Perhaps they were enemies in life, fighting each other on the battlefield until death.

But now, after their death, they are fighting together for the entire Central Plains.

The flags with the character "Bai", "Xiang", "Lian" and "Jiang".
High above the city wall, it rustled in the wind.

Twenty-five famous generals, including Bai Qi, Lian Po, Xiang Yan, Jiang Shang, etc., each led hundreds of thousands of troops, and quietly waited for the arrival of war under the rotation of the sun and the moon.

Thirty-three days later.

July 18, the 16th year of Emperor Qin Shihuang’s reign.

On the city wall of Linzi.

In the sky.

A door of flesh, bones and blood suddenly appeared in full view of everyone.

A door lock made of a heart, with a leg bone inserted into it.

Turn gently.

Heart broken.

The door creaked open slowly.

A low buzzing sound came from all directions.

Although the sound was not loud, it pierced the eardrums and made the three million Qin soldiers' heads swell and their stomachs churn.

There was a boom.

The Linzi City, which had existed for a thousand years, collapsed in an instant.

A withered yellow dragon bone rises straight up from the ground.

The dragon bones are so big that just one is as big as the entire Linzi.

A dragon head, whose flesh had long been shaved off, was above the clouds, in the universe, parallel to the sun.

And such a situation.

Appearing in nine places at the same time.

"Jin Chan, Jin Chan, give me back my head."

Above Linzi City.

A roar that seemed to come from four mouths at the same time came from the universe.

The Qin army led by Xiang Yu, which was a hundred miles away, was shaken and fell to the ground.

"Heads, I feel so many heads."

The top of the keel.

A guy with eight arms, eight legs and four hearts hanging on his torso, but no head on his neck, suddenly jumped down and flew towards Linzi below the clouds.

As soon as it hit the ground.

The eight arms stuck on his body rushed into Xiang Yu's army like a giant anaconda.

Just a breather.

More than 80,000 Qin soldiers had their heads chopped off alive, leaving only a bloody headless corpse lying on the ground.

And the monster on the other side.

After kneading these more than 80,000 heads into a ball.

It actually stabbed him directly in the neck.

"Haha, this saint has a brain now, a brain now."

This seems like a crazy and confusing voice, and a strange body.

The pale-faced Qin Jun trembled all over and felt timid.

He held the weapon in his hand in front of his chest and moved his feet backwards unconsciously.

"You, what do you have to fear?"

Xiang Yu shouted loudly, like the sound of a bell striking a gong or thunder.

This voice alone had magical power, restoring the morale of the army that was on the verge of collapse.

The black horse under his crotch was seen puffing out white air, carrying Xiang Yu step by step from the center of the army towards the front.

"With me in the army, we will be invincible. Even the immortal will be killed by me."

The king with double pupils, proud of the world.

Holding a silver spear in hand, he rode towards the immortal on Jiulong Island.

(End of this chapter)