I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 836

"Husband, the demon of Dongyi is coming!"

Jiang rushed into the house in panic. He stumbled and nearly fell.

She can't help but be afraid. It's dark outside. The momentum of the sun and the moon seems to have returned to the darkest day of her life seven years ago.

On that day, her newly married husband fell down in the lobby and slept so far. It was not easy to have a good time. Unexpectedly, the thieves in Dongyi came again!

"Don't panic!"

Gu Cheng sat in front of the case, writing with a pen in one hand, hugging Jiang with the other hand, and spit out two words calmly.

Jiang's calmness infected her. She curled up in her husband's arms and calmed down. She felt that she was fearless.

"Are you crazy?"

But Wen Zhong outside could not be so calm. He watched in horror as the nine Li staff turned into fly ash and dispersed, replaced by nine unique cave days.

Jiuli Dongtian!

Home reversal!

In fact, the official name of the Dongyi in the Shang population is Jiuyi. It is the descendants of the former Jiuli tribe, that is, the nine tribes commanded by Chiyou who competed with the Yellow Emperor.

After the Lich war, the two tribes became history and withdrew from the status of rulers, but their influence is still there.

In particular, the witch family inherited the Shenwu road of the Shenwu period of the last era and specialized in martial arts. When the Terran initially rose, it was greatly influenced by it.

Later, the orthodox way of the human race was to combine martial arts with Xiandao to form a Xianwu system. Some ethnic groups blindly worshipped the witch family and were cruel and murderous. The nine tribes were combined and named Jiuli, and the leader was Chiyou.

Chiyou was defeated by Xuanyuan, the Jiuli tribe perished, and the remaining people retreated to the East, which is the prototype of Jiuyi. After several generations of development, they became strong again, but no one dared to use the name of Jiuli.

From this origin, it is no wonder that Jiuli staff can become a sacrificial artifact of Jiuyi tribe. It is not only a magic weapon, but also carries and continues the spiritual luck of the tribe.

Now, the high priest smashes the Jiuli staff, which is equivalent to making the Jiuyi tribe a rootless Ping, and there is no ancestor sacrifice anymore.

How cruel Xia Jie was in the past. When Cheng Tang fought a decisive battle with him, he didn't want to destroy the nine tripods handed down by Dayu in order to win, because it was related to the continuation of the whole human race. Xia Jie couldn't do the things of eternal sinners, and the ministers around him didn't allow him to do that.

But now the high priest killed the longevity king at the cost of heavy damage to the Qi luck of the nine barbarians. His already thin body shrank directly. It can be seen that the bones are extremely terrible, but a towering threat slowly rose from his body. In a trance, it seems that there is a fighting demon God drilling into his body, waiting for the moment when the shell breaks out.

"The soul of Chiyou? It seems that we are really right. The old guy is desperate!"

The words of heart attack have never worked. Wen Zhong is surprised and worried. One finger and two whips regenerate and change.

The male and female double whips are divided into two Qi according to Yin and Yang. They are given by the virgin of the golden spirit. Wen Zhong has refined and refined for many years. His attainments on the double whips have reached the peak. At this moment, he is eager to break through the previous limit, turn into Double Dragons, rise and fall indefinitely, and fall mysteriously, right on the forehead of the high priest.

"Good!"

Huang Feiyan's insight was extraordinary. She couldn't help cheering. She wanted to see the old man's brain burst.

Unexpectedly, the high priest was unharmed, and he didn't even stop his pace.

Wen Zhong repeatedly dropped his whip, but no matter where he hit the key, he couldn't do any damage, let alone shake the heart of killing.

"Master, let me help you!"

At this time, the five colors were shining, and a divine cow looking forward to its power fell. Huang Feihu sat on it, holding a divine gun, and stabbed down towards the high priest.

Wen Zhong's Mount Mo Qilin also flew over, and thousands of palace guards arrived with him, but prime minister Shang Rong sent them in a hurry after reporting to Emperor B.

Even immortals have to retreat from such a lineup, but the high priest's sleeves flick, and all the forbidden guards are scattered into the Jiuli space, so they can't display the joint attack array at all.

Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu rely on the advantage of riding and avoid danger. They fly up and down around him and attack desperately, but they still can't stop his indomitable momentum. They can only watch him go to King Shou's house step by step.

"Go to inform your highness and avoid it first!"

In desperation, Wen Zhong only turned his hand, took out a talisman, pasted it on Huang Feiyan's back and sent her to the house.

Although it is a great shame to have to avoid in the capital of the great merchant, the high priest has been completely crazy. At this time, it is the first thing to ensure the safety of the king Shou.

It was just a joke before, but now Wen Zhong has strengthened his faith. He must convince emperor B to let the king of longevity rise to the top. The high priest of Dongyi is good at divination. This man's calculated future is absolutely right. The king of longevity will lead the great merchants to destroy Dongyi and do what previous generations have not done.

"Your Highness! Your highness!"

Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu are trying their best to delay. Huang Feiyan has rushed into the backyard, ignoring others and shouting loudly.

She ran and shouted all the way, and the whole palace was alarmed. The atmosphere of fear broke out directly, and the slaves ran around in panic all day.

Finally, Huang Feiyan saw a maid waving to herself in front of the backyard, led the way in front and came outside the study.

In the setting sun, she saw Gu Chengzheng sitting in the room, writing something on the bamboo slips, accompanied by the gentle and elegant Jiang family.

Inside and outside, the two worlds are strangely harmonious, which makes people unbearable to destroy.

"Your Highness..."

Huang Feiyan opened her mouth and couldn't say anything to let him escape.

While Gu chengti wrote down the last word, the world suddenly shook. Every soldier on the battlefield felt an invisible influence and stopped everything inexplicably.

Even the fighting high priest, Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu are no exception. After a moment of distraction, they fight together again.

"Yes! The way of strategists!"

Gu Cheng admires the bamboo slips in his hand and shows his heartfelt joy.

The essence of his rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty is the creation of the twelve volumes of Tianshu, which absorbs the essence of all schools of thought and has made achievements in all major fields. It can be said that it is all inclusive. After crossing this fate track, he did not have high eyes and low hands and directly competed for the position of emperor of heaven. Instead, he still started from inspiring humanity. The twelve volumes of Tianshu are also fundamental.

But when he wanted to write the twelve volumes of Tianshu and spread them to the world, he found that the obstacles increased rapidly. Every word he wrote was like a battle with the whole world.

Therefore, it took Gu Cheng more than half a year to write this volume of martial arts. Fortunately, he worked slowly. This is not only the art of war of Sun Tzu, but also the great achievement of the art of war of all dynasties.

"This method can break the soul of the leader of the nine Li soldiers!"

At this moment, Gu Cheng handed the book of war to Huang Feiyan: "you're frightened all the way. Take revenge!"