Ming Dynasty: Emperor Wanshou is cultivating immortality!

The world of cultivating immortals.

The Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Eastern Azure Dragon Realm, and the Fangxiu Immortal Realm under the rule of Taoism.

"Woo woo woo." A low horn sounded, and above the gloomy sky, layers of spatial waves spread out.

The black cloud dropped ten thousand feet, pressing down the "Xuan Yang Holy Land" protective formation so that it made a "buzzing" sound at this moment.

"Boom boom boom."

A low roar sounded.

Nine thousand pitch-black warship shuttles with bright star-shaped sparkling shells formed a steel torrent.

At the bow, a large flag with the Chinese character "Hu" fluttered like a knife, cutting through the clouds, letting in streaks of blood-red light.

"Blast it open!" With an order from the general of the Ming Dynasty on the leading warship, the next moment, ice energy filled the sky and exploded on the nine thousand shuttle warships like a steel torrent.

Almost at the moment when the shuttle battleship burst out with energy, the entire space was covered with heavy snow.

The endless ancient veins were instantly covered with ice and frost.

"Release the Xuanyang Bell!"

In front of the holy land’s mountain gate, seven white-haired elders performed magic spells together.

"clang!"

The huge bronze bell soared nine feet into the air. The scorching sun pattern engraved on the bell face emitted golden flames that shot up into the sky, colliding with the ice energy emitted by the battleship array and turning into dust all over the sky.

Broken ice mixed with copper chips fell to the ground.

Before it hit the ground, it was turned into powder by the protective gust of wind.

Chen Jiu, the vanguard general of the Ming Dynasty, stood on the main ship, with the words "Zhen Yue" flowing in green light on his armor.

He reached out to catch the half of the broken bell and gently squeezed it. The thousand-year-old iron flowed through his fingers like mud. A cold look appeared on his cold face as he shouted:
"Break the formation in half a minute. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed."

"Yes!" The deputy general in golden armor beside him heard the words, clasped his fists, saluted, turned around and strode away.

"Pass the general's order, break the formation in half a minute!"

"Yes!!!" The response of the soldiers on the shuttle battleship resounded throughout the world.

In an instant, the warship array changed, and more than 300 shuttle warships formed a large formation.

"Boom!!!"

The spiritual power gathered to its limit, and then finally poured out. On the belly of the shuttle, the muzzles of the cannons fired, and the terrifying ice-type divine thunder turned into an angry dragon and crashed into the light curtain.

"Boom!" The angry dragon crashed down, causing ripples to appear in the holy land's protective formation. The innate five elements disk floating in the center of the formation suddenly exploded as its energy was instantly exhausted.

Someone actually destroyed the center of the formation from the inside!

"Traitor!" Saint Lord Xuanyang's eyes were bloodshot and he roared angrily.

The twelve elders in the fusion stage behind him also coughed up blood at the same time. In their sea of ​​consciousness, their very life force became flickering under this impact.

"Roar!"

On the distant mountain top, the three priests of the Daming Immortal Dynasty had cut off the spiritual veins. The spiritual energy of the holy land rushed towards the sky like a beheaded dragon, and then suddenly exploded and dispersed throughout the world.

On the Ming side, a white jade platform suddenly rose from the deck of the main ship, and a cultivator who had reached the Mahayana stage sat on it.

This Mahayana cultivator was also lured into the Ming Dynasty by the three immortals including the Immortal Venerable Longyang.

In fact, many immortals brought their families and all the people of their lineage to join the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, in addition to those powerful immortals, there were also many cultivators with powerful cultivation who followed the ancestor into the Ming Dynasty.

After learning that the Ming Dynasty was a perfect world for the immortals, these immortal ancestors saw that the future of the immortal cultivation world would inevitably submit to the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, it is a wise move to bring your descendants into the Ming Dynasty in advance.

This monk, who had entered the Mahayana stage five hundred years ago, slowly opened his eyes, held up a blue spherical object in his left hand, and put his right hand together to form a sword, with the tip of the sword pointing to a high peak in front of him.

At this moment, the words "Xuan Yang Peak" appeared on the tip of the sword. When the sword pointed to the three words "Xuan Yang Peak", the real mountain a hundred miles away suddenly collapsed.

"Boom!"

At this moment, countless buildings were reduced to dust in the smoke.

“The mountains and rivers of sword energy can simulate all things and connect with their spiritual veins. In a single thought, the mountains and rivers of sword energy can all be turned into dust.” Zhang Ming’s voice made heaven and earth resonate, and the only three remaining suspended islands in Xuanyang Holy Land began to crack.

“You are Zhang Yuan, the third elder of Jian Yu Tian Xia, who disappeared mysteriously a hundred years ago!?” Xuan Yang Saint’s eyes were red with anger.

Jian Yu Tian Xia, a hundred years ago, was one of the dominant giant forces in this area of ​​immortal cultivation!

One hundred years ago, the lineage of the third elder of Jian Yu Tian Xia suddenly disappeared mysteriously. Of course, along with Zhang Yuan, the only six-tribulations immortal of Jian Yu Tian Xia also disappeared.

After that, not long after, the entire Jian Yu Tian Xia also began to close the secret world, and then disappeared.

The entire Fangxu immortal cultivation world believed that Jian Yu Tianxia died out because the immortal got lost and his strange destiny ran rampant.

But now, seeing the third elder of Jian Yu Tian Xia who had disappeared first, the Holy Lord of Xuan Yang Holy Land suddenly understood that Jian Yu Tian Xia had not disappeared at all, but had joined an unknown force.

Nowadays, this force is invading the entire world of immortal cultivation, and this time it is the turn of his Xuanyang Holy Land!
“Hand over your life and choose to surrender, and your Xuanyang lineage inheritance can be preserved. Perhaps you will even get unexpected benefits in the future.” Zhang Yuan sat upright on the lotus platform with a calm tone.

"dream!"

The Holy Lord suddenly attacked, and the shadow of the Heavenly Palace appeared behind him. The yellow light burst out from the big ruler in his hand, and with one blow he cut off nearly thirty shuttle warships of the Ming Dynasty.

However, this terrifying yellow light mysteriously dissipated when it touched the corner of Zhang Mingyuan's clothes.

"The Mahayana stage is also divided into three, six, and nine levels."

Zhang Yuan shook his head slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the Holy Lord's right arm was suddenly covered with bloody lines, and then exploded with a bang.

With just one move, the Xuanyang Saint Lord, whose cultivation had reached the early Mahayana stage, was defeated.

"As expected of the swordsmanship master of the emperor of the ancient Tianlong Dynasty, he is indeed amazing!" The Xuanyang secret technique backfired on himself. The Holy Lord looked at the black blood gushing from the broken arm and suddenly laughed miserably: "But now it seems that it is nothing special. A late Mahayana cultivator who takes action personally has to rely on such a sinister trick?"

"You planted a traitor in my sect, used my disciples, and cast the Nine Transformations Heart-Devouring Curse on me, a sinister spell that even casual cultivators disdain to use. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, that's all!"

"But even if I die, I will not let you off easily!" After saying that, he rushed straight towards Zhang Yuan.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows. He pinched the magic formula in his hands, and the next moment, blood-colored spells covered Zhang Yuan's body, and then the space collapsed.

"Boom!" Zhang Yuan disappeared, leaving behind only the space ripples caused by the self-detonation of the Mahayana cultivator.

“Holy Lord?!” Seeing the death of the Holy Lord, countless elders and disciples of the Xuanyang Holy Land below cried out in grief.

"Why bother..."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan sighed softly.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of war drums pierced through the blood mist, and the Ming soldiers began to climb the mountain.

These cultivators, who were at least in the Jindan stage, formed a black torrent that turned all vegetation into scorched earth wherever they passed.

"Puff!" When the head of the last elder was hanging on the formation flag, the mountain protection formation of the Xuanyang Holy Land finally collapsed, revealing a series of floating jade palaces inside.

"From today on, there will no longer be any Xuanyang Holy Land in this world..." On the warship, Chen Jiu's voice resounded throughout the world, announcing the demise of a dominant force.

The surviving disciples of the Xuanyang Holy Land had no choice but to surrender their lives and completely submit to the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, there are also those who are brave, but their fate is naturally death, and they will no longer exist in the world.

And this scene, on this day, was not an exception.

One after another, the forces in the world of immortal cultivation were forcibly broken through the formation, and finally suppressed and surrendered.

……

Southern Suzaku Territory.

The overlord-level giant force, the battlefield of the Holy Sky Sect.

"Whoosh!"

When the scarlet-gold warships tore through the gale layer, hundreds of floating peaks above the Holy Sky Sect lit up with guiding starlight at the same time.

The star hubs on each peak rotated, and the power of the galaxy poured down like a rainstorm, but was bounced away the moment it touched the warships. The Ming fleet actually used spiritual power as a shield, and countless phantoms of prayers appeared on the shield.

"Star-shattering cannon!"

The voice of Li Shanhe in black robe was as cold as black iron.

The cracked muzzle of the warship's belly breathed in and out chaotic energy. The first sound shattered seven star peaks, the second sound collapsed the Star Platform, and the third sound directly caused cracks to appear on the mountain protection formation.

When the muzzle was charged to a red color, Sky Saint Lord Yun Jiuxiao finally couldn't hold back anymore, and his soul clone transformed into a torrent of sword light.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, the four words "Long River of Sword Energy" took shape!

"Kill!" On the shuttle battleship, Wang Qian, the son of Wang Chonggu, swung the long sword in his hand.

"Boom boom boom!" On the terrifying shuttle battleship, the Star-Destroying Cannon burst out with terrifying energy and collided with the long river of sword energy.

"Boom!"

The terrifying energy fluctuations almost caused the mountain range below to collapse.

……

Western White Tiger Territory.

The battlefield of the Netherworld Sect.

"Hua Hua Hua!" On the huge military flag, the word "Yu" fluttered in the wind.

The person in charge of the battlefield of the stars in the Western White Tiger Territory is Yu Dayou.

The Sea of ​​Corruption was surging with black waves, and the poisonous miasma that protected the Netherworld Sect had condensed into miasma spirits that were hundreds of feet high.

In this twisted black fog, twelve extremely terrifying compound eyes opened and let out a howling cry like a baby crying.

Wang Qian did not order a violent attack.

Thousands of shuttle warships suddenly disintegrated. And inside the warships, a large banner was revealed. On the banner, the soul seals of the successive leaders of the Netherworld Sect were embroidered!
"That's what I taught you... the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?!" A disciple of the Netherworld Sect recognized it.

But no matter what they did, they couldn't understand why the sect's treasure appeared in the hands of the enemy?
However, no one gave them an answer.

"Soul Refining Banner, turn!"

Following Wang Qian's long laugh, the poisonous miasma was transformed into blood-colored mist as the banners fluttered, and rolled down towards the great sect.

The moment the miasma spirit hit the mist, it let out a shrill roar and its twelve compound eyes exploded one after another.

"All disciples, follow us and kill all the invading enemies!" The leader of the Netherworld Sect, Lu Youming, shouted, "Who on earth is this, and why does he have the most precious treasure of our sect?!"

"Senior Brother, do you still remember me?" Finally, a cold and low voice sounded, and the flags unfolded. A young man in a black robe, with disheveled hair, standing barefoot with his hands behind his back, stared with deep eyes at Lu Youming, who was wearing a blood-red robe below.

"You are, Junior Brother Chen Zhou?!" Seeing the young man, Lu Youming's body trembled violently, and he said in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, it's me," the young man in black looked up at Ning Wang Cangqiong and said with emotion: "Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?" "You actually colluded with outsiders and want to attack the sect?!" Lu Youming's face was gloomy and uncertain.

"Outsider?" The young man sneered, "Have you ever considered me one of your own? My father, my mother, my sister, all of them treated me, their own son and brother, as an insect and an enemy just for a stranger like you?"

"For the sake of your adopted son, you pushed me off the Soul Burial Cliff, just to make me the spirit of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

"Then I will recognize you as my master and become your Lu Youming's right-hand man!"

Hearing this, Wang Qian's eyelids on the warship couldn't help but twitch.

Obviously he was also shocked by Li Chenzhou's words.

Who would sacrifice their own son or brother just to be good to their adopted son? This is unbelievable.

Well, I can only say that this Netherworld Sect is too evil!
"Unfortunately, the heavens have eyes. I became the spirit of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Not only was my consciousness not wiped out, but I was also freed from the curse that my good sister cast on me."

As he spoke, the young man's handsome face gradually distorted.

"But what I never expected was that the Soul Burial Cliff itself is a magical weapon!"

"And the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is nothing more than a mere acquired spiritual treasure. I am trapped in the Soul Burial Cliff forever!"

"It was the Ming Dynasty and the Emperor who gave me a new life!"

"Let me come back for revenge!"

"Revenge!" Hearing this, Lu Youming's face turned grim. In fact, he had already thought of something the moment he saw the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but the appearance of Li Chenzhou made him more certain that today's events would probably not end well.

Given Li Chenzhou's hatred for him, he knew that this matter would never end well.

Well, actually he was also confused.

Why were his master, his mistress, and his current wife, Li Chenzhou's biological sister, so kind to him, but so cold-blooded to his own son and brother!

"Today, in the Netherworld Sect, all, all those who betrayed me must die!" As Li Chenzhou finished speaking, the flag of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner around him unfolded, and his figure disappeared.

“General,” seeing Li Chenzhou falling into madness, Lu Youming could not help but look at Wang Qian and said loudly: “I, the Netherworld Sect, am willing to surrender. May I…”

Well, he was going to surrender.

As a dominant force, it stands to reason that there should be immortals in charge within the sect, but the Ming Dynasty is too powerful.

The immortal ancestor who was in seclusion in the outer stars was unexpectedly restrained.

In addition, the entire world of immortal cultivation has been invaded now, and many major forces have already surrendered.

As a demonic sect, the Netherworld Sect always believes in keeping the green mountains alive so that there is still room for growth.

Isn't it just surrender?

Anyway, the situation is hopeless now, so just surrender if you repeat yourself. Besides, haven’t so many overlord-level great doctors in the world of cultivating immortals all succeeded?
Well, not shameful!
However, Wang Qian shook his head and said, "Li Chenzhou is a fake immortal weapon of my Ming Dynasty."

"His value is no less than that of a lone immortal, and your entire sect is not worth much compared to him." After saying that, Wang Qian waved his hand and said, "Kill him!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Three sounds of the war drum shattered the dark clouds within a hundred miles.

"All disciples, follow me and fight to the death!" After being rejected, Lu Youming knew that today's matter would not end well, so he roared and began to gather everyone to fight to the death!
"Yes!" Below, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect rose into the sky fearlessly.

Since there is no way to survive, let's fight to the death.

Lu Youming bit his tongue and spurted out blood. With bursts of roars, the ground cracked into thousands of cracks and the corpses poured out like a tide.

"Little tricks!"

Inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Li Chenzhou sneered. The banner fluttered and countless Netherworld auras rushed out. The Yin corpses would catch fire upon touching them, and when they turned into ashes, they formed the seal character "Ming" in the air.

At this time, as Wang Qian gave the order, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect fought with the Ming soldiers, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner controlled by Li Chenzhou also started a life-and-death battle with Lu Youming.

As time went by, when the Netherworld Sect's final Blood River Formation was activated, the entire earth vein was dyed scarlet.

The Ming Dynasty's shuttle fleet suddenly combined.

A giant shuttle warship flew into the air. At the moment when the shuttle's bow rammed the horn and tore open the blood wave, Li Chenzhou, holding the limp soul of the leader Lu Youming in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, looked at the desperate disciples below and the Netherworld Sect that had turned into ruins, and said in a cold voice:

"All disciples, enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. We will continue to be brothers who love and care for each other in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!"

"Hua Hua Hua!" The banners spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

At this point, another overlord-level giant force was declared destroyed.

……

Western White Tiger Star Region.

A dominant giant force, a battlefield of ten thousand swords.

"boom!"

The sword light is like the Milky Way pouring down, and the protective sword formation of the Wanjian Sect can kill a Mahayana cultivator.

This time, the Ming Dynasty only sent out one warship, with a woman in red armor at the bow. She held a red brush in her hand, and a sword flag fluttered behind her.

When the first wave of sword rain approached her, she tapped the air with her red pen and shouted, "Borrow a sword from heaven and earth."

"Wow!"

The flags suddenly fluttered wildly, and all the sword lights that were cut off were immersed in them.

The elders of the Wanjian Sect looked at the sword banners in horror, as their own sword inscriptions appeared on them.

"The law of swordsmanship, it is said that only the master of Jianshan has a wisp of sword concept law!"

"With the talent of a mortal, she can use the methods of a scattered immortal to activate the laws of swordsmanship. She is the master of Jianshan, Ling Hongyu!"

"Ling Hongyu, both of us are cultivators from this world, why did you collude with people from outside the domain and betray us!" The elder of Wanjian Sect shouted angrily.

However, Ling Hongyu did not answer him and continued writing.

"Shhhhh!"

When the second stroke fell, all the sword banners slashed out at the same time, and the absorbed sword moves backfired with ten times the power. The entire sword mountain was split into an abyss, and half of the broken sword floated in the magma!

“The way of the sword should establish one’s mind for the heaven and earth.” Ling Hong placed the third stroke on his forehead, and in an instant, the heaven and earth resonated.

The ancestral sword of the Wanjian Sect actually unsheathed by itself.

Rumor has it that this is the immortal weapon of the Wanjian Sect, but unfortunately no one can use it, and it will only be used when the sect is destroyed. Seeing the ancestral sword in action, the elders of the Wanjian Sect were excited.

A brilliant sword intent burst out from the ancestral sword, trying to block Ling Hong and the sword.

"Thousands of years ago, I longed to find the ancestral sword among all the swordsmen, so I went there without telling anyone, only to find that it had lost its spirit long ago." Ling Hong opened her red lips slightly, with much regret in her words.

"Boom!" As her sword laws fell, before the people of Wanjian Sect could wonder what she meant, they saw a fairy gate opening up in the sky.

A law of heaven and earth fell, and then turned into a handleless heavenly sword, falling down fiercely.

"Boom!" With a huge roar, the ancestral sword of Wanjianshangzong held on for another half a minute before exploding with a loud bang.

Then, the handleless sword condensed by the sword laws continued to fall, and countless lives were exterminated at this moment.

The way of sword is extremely fierce and it focuses on killing!

At this moment, Yu Dayou, the commander-in-chief of this war zone, Yu Zigao (Gao), felt a chill in his heart when he saw the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him.

Thus, another dominant power in the White Tiger Territory was destroyed. The setting sun of the Xuanyang Holy Land, the rotten sea of ​​the Netherworld Sect, and the sword tomb of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were all turned into ashes by the Ming cavalry.

However, the destruction of these overlord-level giant forces is only a microcosm of the stars and worlds in the Twenty-Eight Constellations.

Jiajing's war direction and goals were very clear.

Some overlord-level giant forces were suppressed with iron blood, and then other forces were forced to surrender, and finally the immortals quickly took over.

Once the scattered immortals take over, this world will be considered the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and it will be under the control of the Ming Dynasty. Under the will of Jiajing, these scattered immortals can act freely.

In this way, no one can defeat a casual immortal, not even a cultivator in the late Mahayana stage.

As for the other immortals, they can only wait for death!
This unilateral invasion war swept across the entire world of immortal cultivation and the stars in the sky.

Countless worlds were invaded in full force.

Countless once-powerful overlord-level giants were forcibly pulled out of their self-isolation and then forced to surrender by the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, with the invasion of the stars of the Big Dipper, the Southern Dipper, and the Three Enclosures, those overlord-level ancient dynasties, ancient clans, and chambers of commerce that had been shrinking and self-isolating because of their strange fates also reacted.

Thus, the dominant forces led by the ancient Suzaku Dynasty, the ancient Tianlong Dynasty, many ancient clans, and the Tianxuan Chamber of Commerce began to call on the twenty-eight domains, the northern and southern star fields, and the entire world.

Request to fight together against the invasion of the Ming Dynasty.

Some overlord forces and monks who were unwilling to surrender began to respond.

They seemed to have a premonition of something, and countless old guys who had been in seclusion began to return from deep space outside the domain.

One after another, the immortals and Mahayana monks began to embark on their journey home.

The Ming Dynasty, aware of this, slowed down its invasion and continued to mobilize troops.

The Ming Dynasty even began to recruit soldiers!

Both sides are accumulating strength and preparing for the final battle to the death!
The lower-level immortals and forces in the world of cultivating immortals also lay dormant and quiet.

Although they were afraid of the Ming invader at the beginning, they felt relieved when they found that the Ming only destroyed the overlord-level giant forces that oppressed them, and was very friendly to them, the "commoners", and did not kill or rob them when entering the city.

They knew that the essence of war was interests, and the invasion of the Ming Dynasty affected those hegemonic forces, which had nothing to do with them. It didn't matter to them who won or lost.

The war has begun to escalate!

However, this was something the Ming Dynasty had anticipated long ago.

Jiajing, the kings, the cabinet, the Imperial Household Department, the six ministries, and the provincial governors all entered the world of cultivating immortals.

Everyone knew that this would be the Ming Dynasty’s last foreign war.

It's all almost over.

Once the Ming Dynasty swallows up the entire world of immortal cultivation, there will be no more wars.

Well, maybe there will be, but it is only the conquest of major star regions, civilizations, and races in the entire universe.

And what follows will be the final reform of the Ming Dynasty, which may last for hundreds or even thousands of years.

But this has nothing to do with them anymore.

They can only make everything perfect in the last possible time and then prepare to ascend to the fairyland.

They also yearn for the fairyland.

Once you become an immortal, you can enjoy endless freedom.

However, what no one knew, including old foxes like Yan Song, was that the fairyland had long since turned into a desolate graveyard.

The fairyland no longer exists!
"..." (End of this chapter)