Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 95 Overlord Flood Crane Picture (Part [-])
"Jiang Li, if you dare to hurt me like this, father will not let you go, he will pull your tendons and skin, punish you severely, and will never let you go lightly!"

Off the official road, Jiang Xinyu vomited blood, her whole body was covered with dirt and grass, her hair was messy, and she was in a mess, she didn't have the appearance and manners that the second lady of the Houfu should have.

Her eyes burst out with resentment and hatred, like two poisonous snakes, baring their teeth and staring at Jiang Li viciously.

"Jiang Shirong?"

Jiang Li rode his horse and approached slowly, the huge column of storm air dissipated behind him, the sand and gravel fell to the ground, and the dust dissipated, showing a scene like purgatory, with blood like ink and stumps everywhere.

Hundreds of rough iron blades of different shapes lost the support of the airflow and fell to the ground, making a jingling sound.

"Why did Jiang Shirong punish me?"

Jiang Li was condescending, and looked at Jiang Xinyu with some pity, "You don't think you can return to Zhenwuhou Mansion alive!"

"You want to kill me!"

Jiang Xinyu's pupils shrank suddenly, a look of fear appeared in her eyes for the first time, and her voice began to tremble: "Xinbai and I are my father's most beloved daughter. We have a clear mind and two hearts. If we can cultivate into ghosts and gods, we will share the burden of thunder and lightning. The power of calamity, it is easier than ordinary people to survive the thunder calamity, it can protect the Hou family for thousands of years, serve the court, and my father is full of expectations for us!"

"Protect the Marquis Mansion for thousands of years? But what does this have to do with me, I only know that if you want to kill me, I can't keep you in this world!"

Jiang Li's voice was calm, he clenched his fist slowly, his true energy lingered around the front of the fist, reflecting a faint golden light under the last rays of the setting sun.

"No, you can't kill me. I haven't become a ghost yet. I don't want to die. Jiang Li, Xinbai and I can forget about your humiliation of Xuan Yao. We have the same blood in our bodies. Heir of Marquis Zhenwu, if you kill me, you will kill me like a brother, this is a serious crime, and it is not in line with the etiquette!"

Jiang Xinyu struggled to crawl in the dust, while begging bitterly, while looking around, hoping that at the end of the official path, there would be a son from a family who came to Beijing to rush for the exam.

But looking forward to seeing through, no figure appeared!
"Immortal? Blood relatives?"

Hearing Jiang Li's words, he couldn't stop laughing. The setting sun disappeared at the foot of the mountain, and the whole world seemed to be covered by a curtain. Rendered a kind of magic and evil.

"Perhaps this is the arrogance and stupidity of the superiors. Regardless of the eldest lady, the second lady, Jiang Xuanyao, or you, Jiang Xinyu, it seems that everyone should obey your orders and act according to your will, which is in line with your interests. .

"But all of you have forgotten that no matter how humble or honorable, for each individual, his own existence and feelings are the most important."

"You want to live, should I die?"

Jiang Li punched out the front of his fist mercilessly, and the Zhenqi Fist hit Jiang Xinyu's body. The huge force directly drove it into the ground, smashing all the way along the tendons and bones, cutting off all vitality.

"Mine, all mine!"

The black dog ran over with small steps. It opened its mouth to suck, and the black umbrellas scattered on the ground shrunk in size, flew into its mouth, and disappeared.

After doing all this, the black dog shrank his head again, approached Jiang Xinyu's body cautiously, stretched out his nose to sniff carefully, and didn't go up to search immediately, as if he was very afraid.

"Heigou, when did you become so timid!" Jiang Li noticed something strange.

The black dog is greedy, reckless, and bold. It took Jiang Xinyu's two magic weapons, and it will definitely not let Jiang Xinyu's corpse go.

According to the black dog's previous behavior style, he should have rushed to search immediately, how could he become so hesitant.

"Wang, this woman is very unusual. I feel a very strange aura in her body, which is frighteningly weak and powerful!"

"Wow, come out, run away, woof woof..."

The black dog circled around Jiang Xinyu's body, his eyes were full of eagerness and greed, but his body instinctively kept a distance.

"buzz"

At this moment, an extremely strange fluctuation of soul power suddenly appeared in Jiang Xinyu's corpse, which had long been extinct.

Although this fluctuation is not strong, it has an indescribable terrifying coercion.

Heigou is a great demon who has been famous for a long time, and his own realm is extremely high. Although he was seriously injured at one time, he also recovered to the strength of the god-object realm after absorbing part of the mindless soul power of the seven-color river snail.

Although Jiang Li is in the four realms of Taoism, he has absorbed most of the no-mind soul power, and the strength of the soul is comparable to that of a god.

But when the soul power fluctuations on Jiang Xinyu's body rose, both of them felt a pressure that made their souls tremble, as if thousands of mountains were pressing down from the sky.

Jiang Li had only vaguely felt this kind of soul power machine that surpassed the ordinary world when he faced Tuoba Canghai, the demon king in white.

"The ghost's soul!"

Jiang Xin felt a heartbeat.

"Stupid boy, run away, I'm so stupid, I didn't realize that this little lady is the reincarnation of a ghost fairy, Yaoshou!"

The black dog barked even more, and ran away, running tens of meters in one sprint, panicked, and disappeared into the vast night within a few breaths.

"Jiang Li, my good brother, you killed me, woke me up, but also ruined me!"

On Jiang Xinyu's body, wisps of yin energy rose, and gradually gathered a beautiful figure in a red big Luo skirt.

The woman's appearance is beautiful, elegant and refined, with black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, and there is a kind of detached, immortal and spiritual temperament between her brows and eyes, not like a ghost, but more like a goddess.

"You are the virtuous saint of Da Luo Hua Xiao Dao Sect!"

Jiang Li's eyes were slightly condensed, his complexion remained unchanged, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

In the past month, he practiced in Yingyue Mountain Villa, and he also asked Su Youzhen several times about Huaxiao Daozong's martial arts and Dao arteries inheritance, so as to increase his knowledge and understand by analogy.

By chance, I saw the portrait of the saint of virtue of Hua Xiaodao from the previous generation preserved in Su Youzhen's hand.

The yin spirit emerging from Jiang Baiyu's corpse in front of him was exactly the same as the saint of virtue in the portrait.

"You actually recognize me. It seems that you are not a useless bastard who is submissive. We have been deceived by you all these years!"

The Yin God chuckled, and said faintly: "15 years ago, I spied on the military situation for Da Luo, and entered the Ministry of War at night, but by chance, I met Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Zhenwu, who had just been promoted to Minister of the Ministry of War, and was smashed to pieces with his fist.

My soul was damaged, so I had no choice but to dissect and reincarnate into the body of the Ning family who was waiting outside the palace. Although I did not survive the thunder disaster, but blessed by the goddess of goodness, my soul contained nine thunder disaster thoughts. There will be no mystery in the womb, but unfortunately, Ning's womb actually gave birth to twin daughters, and my soul was separated. Only then did I lose my original memory, and I have been in a daze for 15 years! "

"So I can't escape death today no matter what?"

Jiang Li remained calm, but secretly clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves. He felt a deep killing intent amid the fluctuations in the soul power of the Holy Maiden of Virtue.

Although the Holy Maiden of Virtue lost her soul and lost her memory during the autopsy, she also got two bodies in this world.

Once Jiang Baiyu and Jiang Baixin both reach the realm of ghosts and immortals, they can join hands to cross the thunder calamity. At that time, their souls will become one, and their strength and background will surely far exceed those of the ghost immortals of the same realm, and their potential will double.

Now that he kills Jiang Xinyu himself, even if this part of the yin spirit of the Holy Maiden of Virtue is fused with Jiang Xinbai and restores his memory, there will be no twins' cultivation blessing.

"You're smart. If it weren't for the fact that the enmity between you and me cannot be resolved today, I really want to cooperate with you and fight against Jiang Shirong together!"

The Holy Maiden of Virtue sighed regretfully, she stretched out her hand to probe lightly, and a brocade silk as thin as a cicada's wing flew out of Jiang Xinyu's corpse and fell into the palm of her hand.

Not far from Jiang Li's station, he vaguely saw a bird with outstretched wings embroidered on the brocade silk.

"Jiang Li, go at ease, I will kill Jiang Shirong for you. He inherited your mother's luck and Taoism to break through the realm of martial saints. identity.

He wanted to get rid of the relationship, destroy his relatives righteously, and show his loyalty to Emperor Jing, but he was also afraid that the cause and effect would be difficult, and he would be entangled with demons. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the number one hypocrite in the world! "

The virtuous saint covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her body was full of sinister aura, she swayed, and pounced on Jiang Li, "Give me your human blood, and the magic weapon on your body, which can summon flying sand and stones, The violent wind is raging, this magical artifact must not be of low grade, could it be the chaotic gourd of the former Qin survivors?"

Before the words fell, the virtuous maiden turned into a ray of red light and rushed into Jiang Li's body.

"what"

The bone-piercing cold hit in an instant, and Jiang Li seemed to fall into an abyss of ice, tightly wrapped in layers of ice, and seemed to fall into Abi Purgatory, surrounded by the screams of ghosts and ghosts.

In the altar of the mind, as soon as the virtuous saintess entered, she immediately turned into a god of hundreds of feet, and a seven-color halo of faith emerged behind her. Mysterious and holy, her big hand like red glass fell down, and ruthlessly grasped at the soul light group suspended in the center of the altar.

"Liangzhou Wang Ding, the remains of Emperor Pan!"

Before the big hand of the red colored glaze fell, the Holy Maiden of Virtue cried out in great surprise.

"Jiang Li, I really underestimated you. No wonder you have changed so much in just two years. It turns out that you have obtained these two treasures in the world. You are even a fellow practitioner of Dao, Wu, and Qi. There is still the breath of Nine Ranks Great Returning Pill.

"That is to say, you were unlucky enough to meet me. If you were given another three or five years to the family, I don't know how you will grow up. It may not be impossible to surpass Jiang Shirong, but now everything you have is mine!"

The virtuous maiden couldn't help but marvel, looking at the cauldrons and bones floating outside the soul light group, the greed and obsession in her eyes almost turned into water.

"Hey, what is this golden page!"

The eyes of the Saintess Yin God moved, and even caught a glimpse of the golden book page next to the soul light cluster.

The golden pages are suspended above the tripod vessel and the remains, which seems to imply the suppression of the two treasures in the world, and also possesses a kind of supreme majesty that cannot be offended.

"This is……"

The Holy Maiden of Virtue hesitated slightly, but the big hand of the red glaze had already fallen, and suppressed Jiangli's soul light group, Liangzhou tripod vessel, Pandi's remains and golden book pages together.

(End of this chapter)