"My lord..." for a moment.
Wang Heng's face became so ugly that he couldn't even understand it.
It's just a casual cultivator in the realm of a saint. In front of them, it's like weeds on the side of the road and ants under their feet. They won't even take a look.
But why...
Such a big shot who is quite well-known even in the overseas martial arts world, would actually take action for such a character himself.
Is there any mistake, I, Wang Heng, is a small person who is not well-known, when will it be worth such a big shot in person!
Just for a moment.
Wang Heng's head was in a daze, and for a while, he didn't know if he was going to be promising now.
"girl!"
Fortunately, at this time, Sima Jue, the Great Elder of the Yuanqi Clan, did not intend to give up on his little brother.
Although Daoxuanmen's influence is not great, it is definitely not small, and it is also a powerful vassal for Sima Jue.
Moreover, in plain sight.
There are so many people present, all of whom are prominent figures in the overseas martial arts world, if his horse boy is really single-handedly killed in front of him like this.
His majestic son of the god king, Sima, the great elder of the Yuanqi sect, will never lose face
"I think this matter..."
"You are Wang Heng!?"
Jiang Zirou frowned, her voice was cold, her blood-colored eyes were cold, flashing with mysterious lines, and she was staring at Sima Jue at this moment.
Double pupil.
Known as the vision of the ancient saints.
Being stared at by such terrifying pupils, even Sima Jue is a very rare true god in the martial arts world, caught off guard at this moment, his whole body stiffened, and he froze in place.
"No, I'm not." Sima froze for a moment, then said dryly.
"It's not this, it's the guy next to him... The one who humiliated us back then was that old guy!"
At this moment.
The sound of gnashing teeth came from beside Jiang Zirou, and the swordsman whose arm had been severed pointed at Wang Heng on the high seat with his remaining arm.
"Do you want to kill yourself, or do you want me to do it myself!"
The blood-colored pupils shifted to Wang Heng's body, and the cold voice echoed in the silent hall.
"Gudong!"
At that moment, cold sweat broke out on the top of Wang Heng's head.
His cultivation is no better than his own boss, only the cultivation of the False God Realm, and being stared at by the double pupil, the feeling of panic is no less than that of ordinary people seeing prehistoric giant beasts.
As soon as the words came out.
Although the people present did not make a sound, their faces changed more or less.
Some elders in the overseas martial arts world, looking at the girl holding a spear in the hall at this moment, feel more and more that a terrible storm is about to hit.
"girl…"
Sima Jue spoke again, but this time, there was no longer the hypocrisy in the elder's voice.
Instead, it reveals a coldness, like a poisonous snake hunting its prey, which may launch a fatal attack at any time.
"As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. You are going to take people's lives so easily today, isn't it a bit too much?"
What do you mean by that...
Wang Heng's face froze, but he didn't say anything. After all, compared with his wealth and life, things like face are trivial things.
"Are you going to stand up for him?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Zirou's mouth, and he slowly held the bloody spear in his arms.
The Xieyan spear, which was as thick as a child's arm, vibrated endlessly, and made a trembling sound like a moan.
"What a shame!"
The expression on Jiang Zirou's face froze, and he moved the spear away from his hand.
"You can try!" Sima Jue's muscles tensed, and his body slowly moved backwards. At the same time, beside him, clusters of fluffy clouds like cotton began to appear.
These clouds seem to be harmless to humans and animals.
In fact, it is the projection of Sima Jue's true God and Divine Kingdom, and every cloud and mist in it is formed by the condensed vitality of endless rivers and vast seas.
The power is simply unpredictable.
"Then you can try it!"
hum!
The Xieyan long spear trembled, like a red dragon going out to sea, and it came out instantly.
In mid-air, under the Kingdom of God, fluffy clouds turned into chains, wrapped around the gun body, trying to fix this evil weapon.
But it's useless at all.
Those chains twisted, trembled, and exploded completely with a tooth-piercing click.
boom!
The chaotic and out-of-control vitality turned into flames, frost, clouds, and streamers in the air, and swept away in all directions like sea waves.
In the first confrontation, he fell into a disadvantage.
Sima Jue's face changed slightly. The girl in white in front of him was stronger and more outrageous than the one in the legend.
but…
After all, she was a poor girl born in a wild land, and she was the only heir of the God King.
Although he fell into a disadvantage for a short time because of carelessness, Sima Jue believed that he would never lose this battle!
Boom!
Sima Jue stretched out one hand forward, and his soft hair was blown back by the violent wind.
Pieces of barriers appeared in front of him.
Then it exploded one after another like glass, making a series of pleasant ding-dong sounds.
laugh!
The outstretched right hand suddenly swelled, the skin was black and black, and twisted sutras appeared in the arm like chains.
The five fingers, as thick as iron pillars, closed together at the same time, grasping the handle of the spear between lightning flashes.
There was a burst of violent friction.
In the palm of Sima Jue's hand, there was actually a faint green smoke rising.
"call…"
It was finally stopped, this weapon is so weird... Sima Jue just breathed a sigh of relief.
hiss…
The ear-piercing sound of piercing the air whistled in the ears.
The cloud and mist formed by the vitality in front of him surged like a stream, and an enchanting and beautiful figure appeared in the middle of it.
Twisting his waist, a round and slender long leg leaped high, and then slashed down from the sky above his head like a battle axe.
"Damn!"
Sima Jue turned pale with shock.
Raising his hand to block it, at the critical moment, with a snap, the spear in his hand exploded, and a large piece of scarlet mucus tentacles covered his entire upper body.
For a while, even if Sima Jue was a true god, it was difficult to break free from the bondage.
boom!
The long legs fell straight down.
The viewing platform extending from the second floor fell, and large pieces of wooden debris flew away, and then the stage in the hall on the first floor exploded like a bomb.
Jiang Zirou's movements were sharp, and with a wave of his left hand, the evil eye spear appeared again.
A shock pierces through the sky.
Puchi!
Before Wang Heng could react, his head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
The red, white and white brains were scattered all over the ground, but Jiang Zirou's white clothes were not stained at all.
"call…"
The gust of wind was surging, and many great powers present were making moves.
The bursting vitality fluctuations gradually calmed down, and the scattered clouds and mist disappeared. At this time, the scene in the hall appeared in everyone's sight.
silence!
Deathly silence!
Under Jiang Zirou's feet, the upper half of the Taoist elder's body disappeared immediately, and exploded into a large silk-like radiation, covering the floor.
The essence of flesh and blood on his body was about to be devoured by the evil eye spear, and his death was extremely miserable.
And in the lobby on the first floor.
The originally bustling stage disappeared, replaced by a mess of ruins.
Sima Jue, the Great Elder of the Yuan Qi Clan, the upper half of his body was directly covered in the ruins, and his divine blood was flowing.
Although still alive.
But it was also dying, and he was severely injured, and he no longer had the strength to fight.
"hiss…"
On the attics on both sides, there were a large group of people, and now they couldn't speak at all.
The indescribable horror is entrenched in their minds like a substance. These people are all outstanding in overseas martial arts circles.
But at this moment.
In such a remote corner of the world, when facing Jiang Zirou, he didn't even dare to speak out.
It seems that they are facing some scourge.
"girl…"
After a while, someone dared to speak.
It was a middle-aged man with a height of nearly three meters, wearing a purple robe. Even though he had deliberately restrained his aura, he still couldn't completely cover up that majestic majesty as huge as a mountain.
"cough!"
He cleared his throat and said, "Since your grievances have been settled, can we people leave now?"
Many people present have their own little plans in mind.
Some people thought that after leaving, Ma Shan would report to the Yuanqi Gate. After all, Sima Jue was the only son of that God King.
Now he was injured like this.
In any case, this matter will not be taken lightly.
In this way, on the one hand, they can sell Yuanqimen a favor, and on the other hand, Kunlun Shenshan is about to be born at this moment.
Jiang Zirou's behavior is so domineering at the moment, which has become a hindrance to these people's pursuit of opportunities.
anyway.
They also have to find a way to pry away this stumbling block.
This play is enough to watch, and this melon is enough to eat.
Seeing the legendary lord of the wild world, the strength displayed is so powerful, and his actions are so unscrupulous.
These people actually wanted to leave long ago.
But now, because of Jiang Zirou's majesty, he dared not act rashly.
Now that a big shot took the initiative to make a voice, many people felt turmoil in their hearts, and their eyes instantly focused on the two of them.
"Understanding grievances?"
Jiang Zirou retracted the Xieyan spear, shook his head, and continued, "This is not my grievance, but the grievance between the overseas martial arts world and the Great Xia martial arts world."
Speaking of which.
Her voice became icy cold, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the air. Some people felt that something was wrong, but they felt that there was a blockage of air mechanisms around them.
This feeling.
It's like putting a deadly knife on your neck. It's extremely dangerous. It can move your whole body with a single hair, so you don't dare to act rashly.
"Everyone has to pay for what they have done, right?"
Jiang Zirou smiled, and then said calmly.
This smile was beautiful, like moonlight shining through the clouds, but everyone present did not feel the slightest relief in the atmosphere.
"So... are you threatening us people?"
This purple-robed middle-aged man is a supreme elder of the overseas Burning Heaven Clan. Although this Burning Heaven Clan is not one of the five great god-king forces, his ancestors have also stepped out of the realm of the god-king.
therefore.
This sect is extremely powerful, and its status in the overseas martial arts world is second only to those five god-king sects.
"Do you know what kind of power is behind us people?"
"Of course."
Jiang Zirou's calm voice came, "I'm thinking, if you can all be arrested, some people with evil intentions in the overseas martial arts world will probably be able to settle down a little bit."
"Bold! Who do you think you are?"
As soon as these words came out, even many people were hindered by the deterrence she showed before.
There were still voices coming from the attic room.
This voice was incomparably ethereal, overlapping and overlapping, turning into countless echoes, echoing in every footstep of the attic, and then rushing towards Jiang Zirou like a tide.
Obviously it is an extremely clever sonic secret method.
"Small tricks!"
He snorted coldly, like a spring thunder exploding.
The countless voices echoing around him disappeared immediately, and then, Jiang Zirou stretched out his hand.
Boom!
A skin reddened with many abscesses. Wearing a Taoist robe, with a bulging chest and abdomen, the extremely ugly Taoist was caught by Jiang Zirou and fell to the ground hard.
"It's Taoist Ha Toad Gong Qianxie..."
"It is said that this evil master is superb in Taoism, and the exercises he practiced are even more strange. He has never missed a shot in the overseas martial arts world for hundreds of years, and even many great sects feel extremely headaches for him."
When I saw this Taoist.
The faces of some people present who knew the inside story changed instantly.
Because he was not invited to this party, and when this guy appeared, no one present knew.
"Hey, who else among you is not convinced, even though you can try."
Stretching forward a little, a source of essence turned into a golden rope, wrapped around the body of Taoist Qianxie, gagged his mouth, tied him into a rice dumpling, and was thrown by Jiang Zirou into the prison opened in the Qiankun Cauldron.
This source quality itself has the effect of restraining the absorption of vitality and magic breath.
Moreover, after the return of the avatar.
The source quality of Jiang Zirou's body is the quality of a true god and prince at a real price. Many powerful bloodlines are fused with each other, plus the washing of the Phoenix Blood Immortal Pond.
Bound and suppressed by this means.
Even the bosses in the realm of true gods don't want to escape from it.
Patriarch Qianxie...
Among overseas, it is definitely a notorious existence. It is extremely lustful, and many goddesses of the great religion have suffered from its murderous hands.
But he has been able to be rampant until now, even if he moves around the true god boss, he is not noticed.
One can imagine.
How terrifying is this person's method.
It's a pity that this boss has overturned his car and was carried into the hands of an extremely young junior. This was originally a very good thing, but everyone present couldn't laugh out loud.
"My lord, you are a bit too domineering." Someone said helplessly.
"overbearing?"
Jiang Zirou raised her head and asked back, "The birth of Kunlun Mountain was originally a chance for me as a Daxia practitioner, but it was divided up by you early on. When you did these things, didn't you feel overbearing?"
"this…"
Some people suddenly lost their words.
Sadness and joy are not interlinked between people. When they did this kind of thing, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
On the contrary, he felt that he had done a lot of face to this wild land goddess by not killing people.
can now.
When the same thing happened to them, these people felt that they had been greatly wronged.
"What are you afraid of! We have so many people here, no matter how strong she is, can she kill us all!?"
Someone blushed and scolded sharply.
At the same time, there were also many people who had already discussed in secret, and they shot together at this moment, one after another Taoism mixed with surging vitality fluctuations were thrown out, and their figures burst out along the window.
These people are thieves.
Knowing that these trivial tricks of his own may not be able to hurt that girl who is like a god of war.
The targets of these Taoist methods are actually Jiang Cheng and the Broken Arm Swordsman on both sides of Jiang Zirou's back...
"Tao follows nature!"
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng's complexion changed slightly, but he did not panic. Instead, he stretched out his hand and drew a circle in front of him.
A green lotus slowly bloomed from it, and streams of fresh air gushed out. This is an extremely powerful domain method.
Jiang Zirou looked sideways slightly.
During the year of her retreat, Jiang Cheng has really made great progress. If it is one-on-one, I am afraid that ordinary False God powerhouses may not necessarily be his opponents.
After all, what Jiang Cheng learned was from the same school as Jiang Zirou himself.
The mystery in the ancient scriptures in the early days is far from being comparable to the methods in the overseas martial arts world, and the power is naturally even more amazing.
However, at this moment, the Taoism that fell on Jiang Zirou's head was like a torrential rain, and everyone present was making moves, including fluctuations in the realm of the true god, and various hidden tricks.
Countless Taoisms turned into mountains and torrents, flooding towards Jiang Zirou and the others overwhelmingly.
"Certainly!"
Look, this is how the power of a giant is used... Jiang Zirou glanced sideways at his apprentice, and then scolded him lightly.
The chaotic energy surged wildly, like a whirlpool in the abyss.
A huge twelve-leaf green lotus appeared, almost filling the entire attic.
The invisible power froze the void, and dozens of hundreds of secret arts and Taoisms of various schools were all frozen in front of the three of them, and all kinds of auras and vitality were fully revealed.
"receive!"
Jiang Zirou turned his hand and shook it, and the frozen air began to flow again.
But those Taoisms that attacked them were incorporated into Qinglian and disappeared completely.
At this time, the originally crowded attic had disappeared, and taking advantage of this opportunity, those experts in the overseas martial arts circles flew out of the window like arrows.
In the original exquisite attic, only a mess of ruins remained.
There were still some dancers left, and the attendants sat on the ground blankly, their faces full of bewildered expressions.
"Master..."
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and slowly recovered from the shock just now.
Seeing these people fleeing, I couldn't help but asked a little anxiously, "Are you going to let them go like this?"
"Don't worry, I will never break my promise."
Jiang Zirou spoke calmly and said without moving his head.
hiss…
At this moment, the ground began to tremble slightly, countless bamboo leaves fell and rolled up, and a gust of wind hit.
Jiang Cheng felt a sudden chill on his back.
Turning around to look, I saw a giant snake with a body more than ten meters thick galloping by under the moonlight. When I raised my head, I found that the originally bright night had disappeared.
In its place was a deep, thick cloud.
under the clouds...
Pairs of blood-colored vertical pupils slowly protruded from the sky, and the entangled bodies spread out in all directions like ancient trees reaching the sky.
"this is…"
Even though Jiang Cheng has now become an out-and-out great monk, seeing such a scene, his face turned pale with fright, his body shook for a while, and he almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"It's a thousand-headed snake, and it's my dharma body." Jiang Zirou's voice came.
this moment.
Those overseas martial arts monks who just ran out of the attic and thought they were completely saved, undoubtedly collapsed.
From heaven to hell is just such an instant.
Streams of light rushed out from the doors and windows of the room, but what appeared in front of them was a huge mouth like an abyss.
Ordinary False God Saint.
There was no room for struggle at all, one bite at a time, swallowed by the Thousand-headed Demon Snake, and then directly kneaded into a ball and thrown into the Qiankun Cauldron.
There are a small number of true god powerhouses, just two or three.
The strength is very strong, and he reacted immediately, opened his own kingdom of God, like a few little suns suddenly came out in the dark night, shining brightly.
Unfortunately.
It is useless at all, facing one or two snake heads, these true gods can still resist with their transformed vitality.
But when hundreds or even thousands of giant snake clones with different attributes surged like a torrent of giant trees, no one could survive even a moment under such absolute power.
Shaoqing.
Jiang Zirou waved his hand.
The gigantic thousand-headed magic snake dispersed, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared, and the bright moonlight fell on the bamboo forest in the attic that had become a ruin.
Of course, those lawless monks from overseas martial arts circles disappeared along with them.
These guys are now being imprisoned by Jiang Zirou in her Qiankun Cauldron, she doesn't intend to kill these guys...
Jiang Zirou believes that she has always been a compassionate person. In her opinion, compared with strength, for monks, what is more important is the kindness that is as invariable as gold.
More than ten years of practice.
Jiang Zirou didn't change her original intention, and it was the same this time. She planned to use these guys to negotiate with their sect.
If you can come up with enough benefits, let these guys go... If you can't, hehe!
"this…"
The originally noisy attic was now empty, Jiang Cheng was speechless, his heart was full of shock, and even the gaze that looked at Jiang Zirou felt a little strange.
He had no idea what had happened in the past year.
Why did my master have been retreating in the palace all the time, yet his strength had unknowingly increased to such a terrifying level.
As for the other swordsman...
His mind is much simpler, now, when everything is over.
He couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, kowtowed with tears in his eyes, when he was humiliated like a pig and dog by the overseas martial arts monks.
It never occurred to her that this high and mighty princess could do this for herself.
"Thank you, my lord!"
"Boom!"
He kowtowed and sobbed.
All of a sudden, I felt a sense of belonging to this country, this land, and the people living on this land.
I would like to talk to you about the problems encountered in the recent writing
Let me first talk about the current results of this book. The average subscription is in the early 700s, and the new subscriptions are only 400 to 500 per day, and the follow-up reading is about 200 in 24 hours.
This result can be said to be appalling.
In the current situation, it basically falls into the category of writing one chapter and dropping four or five subscriptions, and writing two chapters and dropping ten subscriptions.
So sometimes it’s not that I don’t want to post more, but that I write too much, and the subscriptions are too much. I really dropped 500 subscriptions, and then I didn’t even get 1,000 yuan for full attendance.
After the reform of the starting point's recommendation system, it will be difficult for old books on the shelves to get new recommendations.
It has been almost four months since the book was put on the shelves, and in more than a hundred days, it has been recommended by a client that lasted for one day.
In addition, the content is too small, as well as some problems in my own writing process.
There are basically only a dozen new favorites for this book every day, and the rate of reader loss is far greater than the rate of new readers...
And I am quite introverted.
In the past six months, it was either liver papers, or a lot of boring code words... I didn't take the initiative to promote this book.
As a result, even in the small circle of body-transforming texts, this book is actually not well-known.
Let’s get down to various external and internal reasons.
The direct result is that the performance of this book is getting worse and worse, with less than four or five hundred new subscriptions every day.
If you write one chapter a day, you can get full attendance, but if you write two chapters a day, it is basically impossible to get full attendance next month.
certainly.
I still want to thank those readers who can always support genuine subscriptions, and thank you for your monthly and recommended tickets.
also.
Since I have said before that I will finish this book well, no matter what the grades are, I still have to write it more seriously.
It’s nothing more than writing more if the subscription has picked up, and if the subscription continues to drop, insist on finishing the content in the outline.
The follow-up outline has also been basically completed.
The plot can also be regarded as following the main line development... This is also where this book has made great progress compared with the previous books.
The sign-in article was really popular in the first period, but when it can be written to a million words in the later stage, there are not many people who don't supervise the plot and don't collapse. In fact, there are not many.
Compared with the website, the author has always been in a very weak position.
A policy reform on the website can greatly affect the income of authors, especially small authors like me who can only eat full-time subscriptions.
Writing is indeed a very difficult thing.
Driving high and walking low, and continuing to walk low without seeing any dawn, it is even more difficult to slowly persist in this matter.
I hope that readers and I can become friends and understand each other.
Thank you readers and friends for your genuine subscription support, and I hope that in the next creation, I can write better content and attract more genuine readers.
I also sincerely hope that the next book can see you again and bring you more exciting and interesting stories.
Thanks again for your support and guidance.