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

On the city wall of Xianyang.

In a pitch-black sky.

A head, arms and shoulder armor are intact.

But below the neck, the skeleton, with the flesh shaved and skin peeled off, fell from the sky.

A deep pit was created in the square in front of the main hall of the Afang Palace.

The bones seem to be made of gold.

Only one spine is white.

Long hair and handsome face.

There is a red mole between the eyebrows.

Do not spit out foul air from your mouth.

"Zhenbei Guards, blindfold, gag, and plug the ears of everyone here, and escort them to the Heavenly Prison."

"Zhennan Guards blockade Qilin Hall. All officials are not allowed to take a single step out, including the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince."

"Guardians of the West and East, quickly go and guard all palace gates. No one is allowed to enter or leave the palace. Anyone who enters or leaves without permission will be killed!"

"Everything will be decided after I meet the Queen."

Say it.

Su Quji pulled off the black cloak from behind and covered the wreckage with it, hiding his entire face.

And this wreckage fell into the Afang Palace as soon as possible.

Su Qiji, the leader of the four guards of the Black Ice Terrace, immediately came to the scene.

And he made the decision he thought was right at the first opportunity.

"Boss Jin, what is going on?"

On the way to Yinglou's bedroom, Su Quji frowned.

In the orange light of the torch, his face was extremely pale and he was sweating profusely.

This was the first time that Su Quji had lost his composure since entering the Black Ice Platform.

As for the reason.

The face of the remains looked exactly like Jin Chan.

Except for a little red mole between the eyebrows.

There is no difference.

At the door of the bedroom.

"Your Majesty, the chief guard of the Black Ice Terrace, Su Quji, requests an audience."

Kneel on one knee and place the long sword Universe Edge on the ground.

Su Quji lowered his head and shouted.

"You did a great job, I already know it!"

As the door of the bedroom opened automatically.

I saw Ying Lou, wearing a black dragon robe, slowly walking out from inside.

On that lonely face, the eyes were as bright as stars.

With her long hair draped over her shoulders, she looks intimidating without even getting angry.

Seems to be above everything.

Seems to control life and death.

Although he is already fifty years old, except for a few more strands of silver in his hair, he has hardly changed since his youth.

If there is any difference, it is that the emperor's majesty is greater than before.

Su Quji just looked up and felt his heart beating like thunder and his palms were covered with sweat.

"Block the news. No one can know about this."

"Yes, I obey your command!"

As soon as Su Quji answered, he felt a strong wind blowing his eyes closed subconsciously.

When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the center of the square of Qilin Hall.

In order not to be noticed.

All the torches here were blown out, plunging the Afang Palace into darkness.

There are only three black ice platforms, relying on their sensitivity to the darkness and their intuition to strictly guard the surroundings.

However, in the distance in the Qilin Palace, the noise of the ministers could be vaguely heard.

Ying Lou lifted up his black cloak, grabbed Canhui’s neck and lifted him up.

"Finally see you!"

"Yeah, this should be our first official meeting."

The remains that looked like the golden cicada suddenly opened their eyes with golden pupils.

She said this while opening and closing her thin red lips.

Even though there were only bones left under his neck when he was held in Ying Lou's hand, he still had a cynical smile on his face.

Relaxed and without a trace of tension.

"Change somewhere!"

Ying Lou took a step into the air and arrived at the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum in the blink of an eye.

Because the sun was eclipsed.

The Central Plains fell into darkness.

Although the imperial mausoleum had been completed, some of the laborers and soldiers left behind were still in panic.

Noisy voices were stirring up trouble all around.

Everyone gathered towards the place where the torches were.

But after Ying Lou landed, the first thing he did was to wave his hands and send out weak bolts of lightning, electrocuting everyone on the spot.

Enter the underground palace.

The sun never shines here, and it remains the same as always.

All this is thanks to the oil lamps that never go out around.

"Jin Chan, this body will not be returned to you. If you want to fight for it, I will kill you now."

Ying Lou snapped his fingers lightly.

More than a hundred black iron chains condensed from black water dragon patterns were seen flying from all directions of the underground palace.

These chains tightly entangled every bone of the Buddhist Golden Cicada.

As long as Yinglou is willing.

In an instant.

It can turn the golden cicada of Buddhism into scattered bones on the ground.

"Haha, boring, so boring, you are so boring, even worse than Lin Yao in his youth!"

The Buddhist golden cicada laughed a few times but did not try to break the chains.

Just like that, he smiled and looked at Ying Lou.

"Oh, you are not too different from what I think."

Ying Lou raised the corner of his mouth, and then dispersed the chains formed by the country's destiny.

"What are you planning?"

"I can't stand them."

On the wide steps made of black jade.

Ying Lou sat on it, talking and chatting with the remains of the golden cicada next to him.

One man, one immortal, it seemed as if they had known each other for a long time.

"That's it?"

"Well, that's all!"

"Return the three corpses to me, otherwise we have no chance of winning this battle."

"Have you thought it through? I've told you before, this time the Heavenly Palace will lead to the end of the immortals' lives. If you take back the three corpses, you will become an immortal. If you win, you die. If you lose, you still die. There is absolutely no other possibility."

"Since I am the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, I must take the people and the country as my responsibility. Even if I die, the Qin Dynasty will not perish, and neither will the world."

Ying Lou spoke decisively, without even a moment's hesitation.

Ever since he saw Xiao Luoyang's fate book that year, he gradually guessed it all.

The heavenly palace guides you.

The immortal died.

Only the Peach Banquet of the Queen Mother of the West can extend the life of the Supreme Being.

And the birth of Little Luoyang.

The emergence of Peach Blossom Spring.

Just for this day.

But the Supremes did not expect it.

A golden cicada from the Buddhist sect showed up unexpectedly and bought a thousand years for the mortal animals in the lower world.

Unexpectedly, when the former king of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Chu, gave the newborn Ying Lou the future fortune of the country, he allowed a mortal to possess an immortal body.

All these things have disrupted the cause and effect set by the Supreme Beings.

The original outcome underwent an unpredictable change.

"That's a good point, and it makes me a little excited, but do you know how many immortals there are in the sky besides Kunlun and Jiulong Island?"

"Even if you can kill a few of them, what about the other immortals? There are millions of heavenly soldiers in Nantian alone. If they rush down at once, they will tire you to death."

Buddhist Golden Cicada was lying on the steps. He raised his right hand with great effort, turned his head, then propped up his chin and asked Ying Lou.

It's just the white bones under the neck, supporting a movable head.

This is indeed a bit creepy and weird.

"You underestimate my soldiers too much. The Qin cavalry will surely break through the Heavenly Palace and kill those immortals one by one."

Ying Lou replied with disdain.

And at the same time.

Daliang City.

Thousands of miles inside and outside.

The night turned into a shimmering silver-white.

The light was not blindingly bright, but rather had a soft and mysterious texture.

Like mercury pouring on the ground.

The streets and houses of the entire Daliang city were covered with a strange silver glow.

The people in the city all looked frightened.

But due to the Qin law this year, he dared not go out to see what was going on.

I can only open the window and look at the sky.

In an instant.

There were exclamations throughout the city.

I saw an endless silver sphere, quietly floating in the sky about several thousand feet high.

It is a million times smoother than the finest bronze mirror or the calmest lake surface, like a mirror that leads to the depths of the sky.

It can clearly reflect the people underground.

And on the surface of the sphere.

I saw a spiral cylinder slowly falling to the ground.

The spiral cylinder is composed of two tightly intertwined objects, one black and one white, which look like neither iron, copper, silver, nor jade.

As black as the thickest ink in the middle of the night.

White as the purest light at dawn.

The two are intertwined and swirling with each other.

For a while.

There was a lot of discussion in the streets and alleys of the city.

"This, what is this?"

A trembling old man stammered while holding up his cane.

The children opened their eyes wide, full of curiosity and excitement, and kept pulling at the adults' clothes and asking questions.

But unfortunately no one knows.

Just as the people's eyes were attracted by the mysterious silver ball hanging high in the sky.

suddenly.

I saw the silver ball tremble slightly.

Followed by.

Eleven drops of silver liquid fell from the bottom of the spherical surface that was so smooth that it seemed almost ethereal.

Every drop is several times larger than Daliang City.

"Look! Stars are falling from the sky!"

The fearless children jumped for joy.

His face was full of excitement.

"Heaven, the Twelve Immortals, obey the Supreme Will of Heaven, arrest the traitor of Jiufang Heavenly Palace, Jin Chan, and give the mortal beast a death gift!"

Sudden.

Eleven drops burst.

It is shaped like a yellow bag, red as fire, with six legs and four wings, and is faceless and covered with fur.

The immortal in the sky: Dijiang.

It is as green as a bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons under its feet, and its feather tips flash with cold light.

The Second Immortal in Heaven: Ju Mang.

He has a human face and a tiger body, covered with golden scales, wings growing from his shoulders, a snake piercing his left ear, and his feet can walk on mud.

The Four Immortals of Heaven: Rushou.

He has a human body and a python head, covered with black scales, red hair like a dancing blood snake, ten green pythons wrapped around his left hand, a huge axe in his right hand, and black torrents spewing from his eyes.

The Five Immortals of Heaven: Gonggong.

She looks like an old woman, with white hair like frost and snow, a bird's body with wings growing out of her ribs, and she holds two crutches in her hands. With a light tap of the crutches, cold air spreads out and can freeze a thousand miles in an instant.

Six Immortals of Heaven: Xuanming.

He has a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind his back and two hands in front of his chest, both of which are holding Teng Snakes. His face looks peaceful yet ominous, and the ground beneath his feet is surging like a flaming mountain.

Seven Immortals of Heaven: Hou Tu.

Its body is covered with thorny hair, its four hooves stomp like thunder, its fangs are exposed in its mouth, it has a black face, a hundred eyes and seven heads.

Eight Immortals of Heaven: Qiangliang.

The scarlet body with a human face and a snake body twists and turns in the darkness, stretching endlessly. When the eyes open and close, a faint light flickers like a ghost fire, controlling the day and night.

Nine Immortals in the Sky: Zhu Jiuyin.

Eight heads, eight sides, like a ball of flesh covered with tentacles.

Ten Immortals of Heaven: Tian Wu.

Thousands of ghost faces, wrapped in blood plasma and intertwined with electric flashes.

Eleven Immortals of Heaven: Xizi.

He was shriveled and skinny, with corpses stuck all over his belly, his head seemed to be stitched together in hundreds of places, and his limbs were long and thin.

Twelve Immortals of Heaven: Shebisi.

this moment.

Except for the deceased God of Fire "Rong", the twelve intact immortals of the sky gathered in the Central Plains.

And they have only two purposes for coming to the earth.

The first is to capture the traitor of Tiangong, Jin Chan.

The second is to cleanse the millions of ordinary people in the Central Plains.

These eleven immortals with strange appearances had just come to the world.

The divine aura on his body caused millions of people within and outside the area to fall into the twelfth lunar month glacier.

Some elderly people.

Just being contaminated by this aura a little bit.

In an instant, their souls and spirits were taken away and they became corpses one after another.

"Rong is dead. He was killed by a mortal."

Gonggong raised his head, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath through his nose, and found that there was no longer any smell of "melting" on Mount Tai.

In an instant, a surge of anger burst out from the bottom of my heart.

One eye flew open, gushing out a muddy flood.

Sweeping towards the Central Plains beneath its feet.

It’s just that Gonggong’s anger was not because he cared about Rong’s death.

After all, there had long been a rift between the two.

Moreover, half of Rong's body and wings were torn off by him personally.

This anger was caused by the fact that "Rong", who was once one of the Twelve Immortals in the Sky, was actually killed by a filthy mortal animal.

This made Gonggong feel humiliated.

A sickening sense of shame surged over me.

"The Heaven has been sealed for a thousand years, but the evil creature Jin Chan was not afraid of the Supreme Halo and severely damaged the Supreme of Jiulong Island. Although 80% of his flesh and blood was shaved off and he became a meal at the Paradise Feast, we should not rush and should kill these mortal beasts first."

Emperor Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Immortals of Heaven, spoke slowly.

Now the seal of the Buddhist golden cicada has begun to be gradually lifted.

But the supreme beings in the Heavenly Palace gathered in Lingxiao a few years ago and have never returned.

Moreover, as for that evil guy in Buddhism, Di Jiang really didn't want to have anything to do with that guy.

In Dijiang’s mind, catching the Buddhist golden cicada was a matter.

It would be best if the Supremes could take action themselves.

At worst, we have to ask Lord Ling Xiao's men to take action.

After all, those guys are immortals second only to the Supreme.

The Four Saints of Nine Dragon Island, the Ten Supreme Lords, and the Twelve Immortals of Heaven are not as good as one of them.

"No, no"

The hundred eyes on Hou Tu's face suddenly looked up at the sky and rotated back and forth in all directions.

There was also a low murmur coming from his mouth.

"what happened?"

Dijiang asked doubtfully.

"Kowloon Island, Kowloon Island is gone."

Hou Tu opened all her eyes, and a hundred rays of light shot towards the sky above Linzi City.

But where the light shone, there was no movement except the dark sky.

"Impossible. Even if the Four Saints were beheaded and the Ten Absolute Heavenly Monarchs Formation was broken into pieces, what about the Supreme of Nine Dragon Island? As long as he is here, Nine Dragon Island will never disappear."

Dijiang broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

An ominous premonition arose in my heart.

But it only appeared and was extinguished by himself.

What is the Supreme? How could the master of the Heavenly Palace, the leader of all immortals, die?

Even that evil Buddhist disciple couldn't do it!

And just as several people were discussing.

suddenly.

A wall formed by the destiny of the nation slowly emerged from the land dozens of miles away from them.

And then one after another.

Like a circular barrier, it surrounded the Twelve Immortals of the Sky in the middle.

The muddy flood that Gonggong had just spewed out of his eyes was also wrapped up and lifted up by the endless national destiny, floating in the air.

Boom~Boom~Boom~
The huge roar of iron hooves hitting the ground came from the other side of the wall of national destiny.

Followed by.

"wind!"

"wind!"

"wind!"

The roar of millions of Qin soldiers seemed to shake the clouds and tear the sky apart.

Rolling in from all directions.

I saw.

The mighty Qin lion, like a steel torrent, marched through the wall of national destiny.

Walking towards the Twelve Immortals of Heaven.

on earth.

The smoke and dust rolled, as if it was about to collapse.

The sound of horse hooves roared like thunder.

One black water dragon flag after another fluttered in the wind.

How spectacular.

The red tassel on the helmet danced wildly in the wind.

The silver gun body flashed with cold light.

The black armor shines brightly and his fighting spirit is unparalleled.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Millions of Qin troops marched forward in neat array.

Fear not the sky, fear not the earth.

Don't be afraid of immortals! (End of this chapter)