In Hetuzhou, above the city of Zhou, Wu Tie stood on a white cloud and looked into the southwest.

The main force of the rebels in Hetuzhou was kneeling in the fields outside the city, watching the generals leading the rebellion beheaded and displayed in public. The bloody heads were inserted into the high flagpole, and blood flowed down the smooth flagpole. The bloody flagpole was extremely dazzling in the sun.

Wu Tie's attention was not focused on the rebels below.

The rebels, after all, are just rebels, with limited combat power and extremely fragile fighting will. After all, they are just a group of used chess pieces.

However, in the southwest direction, evil spirits fill the air. With Wu Tie's current Taoist cultivation, he can clearly sense the terrifying murderous intent coming from the southwest direction, and can also feel the countless dead souls roaring and struggling in the void.

Above the extremely high sky, Wu Tie could vaguely feel that several huge and turbulent invisible vortexes were raging.

In the southwest, soldiers who died in battle, slaughtered people, and the souls of all wise creatures were swallowed by whirlpools, and they were not sure where they were sent. Wu Tie looked up at the sky, and the blue sky seemed extremely high.

On the high sky... Wu Tie grinned and grinned.

This battle can feed you all the best?

Wu Tie remembered the soul essence of the human race used when Xiqi and Shengyao and others when they traded, as well as the bloodline essence extracted from the bodies of the Three Emperors warriors. These so-called high-ranking gods.

A black robe with long hair spread out, a jade belt tied between his eyebrows, blocking a vertical eyebrow with a vertical eyebrow, Xi Yao shook it in one step and slowly stepped on the void to Wu Tie. The jade belt blocked his vertical eyebrow with a vertical eyebrow, but could not stop the strange power he had with his vertical eyebrow.

Looking southwest, Xi Yao smiled coldly and said, "Many people died, and the souls of many people were devoured... Haha, the so-called gods are nothing more than evil ghosts... These so-called kingdoms of gods that worship evil ghosts are nothing more than evil demon kingdoms."

Xi Yao didn't know Wu Tie's identity, he was just temporarily arranged by Sima Wuyou to assist Wu Tie in the Imperial City Military and Ma Si.

In order to help his sister get revenge, Xi Yao agreed to Sima Wuyou's arrangement, but his personality is arrogant and weird. He has been sarcastic to Wu Tie these days, with every word he has a gun and a stick, and every word has a thorn.

"The Kingdom of Evil Demons? You asked your sister to marry the prince of the Kingdom of Evil Demons? Are you pretending to be pig manure in your mind?" Wu Tie didn't want to spoil Xi Yao. Xi didn't waste his tasks for nothing, but just found Xi Yao... Now, Wu Tie has completed the task beyond the standard, but he has not spoiled Xi Yao's tasks.

Anyway, what kind of good will Wu Tie have for this guy?

He took his sister away from home and secretly came to the ground world. He also made friends with Sima Sheng, the crown prince of the Eastern Palace of the Great Jin Dynasty. In a few seconds, he let his sister marry Sima Sheng and get pregnant.

It cannot be said that Xi Yao is an irresponsible brother, but he must not be a qualified brother.

So, Wu Tie also has a gun and a stick in it, so he is not polite at all.

A yellow divine light appeared in Xi Yao's eyes. He turned his head, stared at Wu Tie tightly, and said coldly: "I am in the power of the God Realm. Are you afraid that I will beat you?"

Wu Tie sneered sarcastically: "Can you beat me to make your sister come alive?"

Xi Yao took a deep breath and raised his fist suddenly.

Wu Tie shook his head gently and said coldly: "If you dare to do something, I will dare to launch the military formation and teach you a good lesson... Hey, things are getting big, and Linghu discovered that you are actually hiding in our army... I don't care. You are planning to assassin to assassin, and I won't have any trouble at all, but you..."

Wu Tie sneered: "Do you still want to avenge your sister?"

Xi Yao opened his mouth, shook his head, looked at Wu Tie a little blankly, and then mumbled in his mouth, shaking it one by one, sighing softly, step by step, step by step, and return to the ground step by step.

Wu Tie's Imperial City Warriors has accelerated the speed.

He constantly wiped out the rebels from one state to another, constantly reorganized the rebels into cannon fodder slave soldiers, and then took over the treasury of the states under the military law. According to the orders given to him by Sima Fu, he opened the treasury, recruited soldiers and reorganized the treasury.

Wu Tie's order was directly sent back to Yuzhou, and the entire Yuzhou was moving wildly. All civilians with qualified cultivation were forcibly recruited as soldiers of Yuzhou Prefecture; Yuzhou Prefecture, with a spirit of losing all its money and spending more time in the future, distributed various cultivation secret scripts and various cultivation resources to the people of Yuzhou, which gave birth to a large number of monks among the people.

In a short period of time, Yuzhou almost reached the level of one out of ten adults. One out of every ten adults was assigned to the state army and then gathered in the military camps to receive the most basic military training.

In short, Wu Tie successfully created an atmosphere of military and hystericality.

With Anyang City as the core, there are more than a hundred states around it. The former place where the Great Jin Divine Kingdom was prosperous, under the operation of Wu Tie, there was a faint feeling of wind and cranes and cranes and trees all over the country.

At the same time, on the seventh day after the news of the collapse in the southwest was returned, Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu gathered the civil and military officials of the court to face Sima Fu in the Jiuxiao Palace, and Sima Zhengren, the Sima clan who stood behind Sima Fu and was in charge of the magical artifact of the country.

In the Jiuxiao Palace, Linghu Qingqing was wearing a full military uniform and stood in the middle of the hall with a heavy face.

Behind him, the generals of the Jin sect who were vassal of the Linghu clan, all the generals with military positions, stood in a neatly arranged array according to their grades.

On the high imperial platform, only Sima Fu sat on the throne, with Sima Zhengren and more than a dozen old eunuchs standing beside him.

This situation is like Linghu Qingqing bringing thousands of generals to a formation and preparing to launch a charge on the imperial platform.

In the hall, all the civil officials retreated for a long distance, giving up enough space for Linghu Qingqing and these military generals to line up. The civil officials all looked relaxed, and some even had subtle smiles on their faces.

No matter who becomes the master of the world and governs the country, it is inseparable from those of them.

Therefore, the civil officials were very relaxed.

Gongyang Sanlu was holding a three-foot-long scroll and standing shoulder to shoulder with Linghu Qingqing, quietly, with a strange smile, looking quietly at Sima Fu and Sima Zhengren.

"Your Majesty, please use your Majesty to capture the First Army, the First Army, the culprit who was ineffective in combat, and the First Army and his subordinates, and give an explanation to the innocent soldiers who died in the southwest and the people of the world."

"At the same time, the military situation is urgent and the Great Jin Dynasty is in danger. You also ask Your Majesty to temporarily enthrone the left prime minister Linghu Qingqing as the Grand Marshal of the World, wear the prince's robe and the prince's ceremonial guard to rule the world's troops and horses, and fight against Dawu."

Sima Fu looked at Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu with a gloomy expression.

After a long silence, he asked quietly: "The Qing family explains to me, what is this Grand Sima doing?"

Linghu Qingqing and Gong Yang Sanlu's faces were sucked at the same time, and they were ignorant of this, which made them, the ministers who wanted to seek the throne, feel helpless...

Gongyang Sanwu took a step forward helplessly. He held the three-foot scroll that had written a series of decrees in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the so-called Grand Sima..."

Sima Zhengren interrupted Gongyang Sanli's words: "Gongyang Sanli, retreat... Your Majesty will not agree with what you said. The world's military power? With the prince's ceremonial guard and the wartime military law, we will rule the world's power? Haha, if so, except for the title of the God Emperor, Linghu Qingqing, what is the difference between you and the God Emperor?"

Shaking his head, Sima Zhengren said coldly: "You... don't have to think about it. Your Majesty will not agree to this matter. I can't tolerate you and others doing so. Duh, retreat!"

A cloud light rushed out from Sima Zhengren's head, and the Fengyun Zhentian Bell emitted a roar of "Ding Dong" floating on the cloud light. Everyone in the hall seemed to be drunk, and their bodies were shaking, and it was finally easy to stand firm.

Gong Yang Sanlu's face changed slightly, and he looked at Linghu Qingqing.

Linghu Qingqing sighed, he took a step forward suddenly, and then a silver lamp suddenly spurted out above his head. On the silver lamps, a silver lamp as big as a bean swayed, and a soft silver light enveloped the entire hall, steadily resisting the power of the Fengyun Zhentian Bell.

"Old clan, you can cultivate in the imperial city with peace of mind. If you don't understand this kind of court service... don't interrupt it randomly." Linghu Qingqing smiled and looked at Sima Zhengren with a horrified face. With a wave of his right hand, a strangely twelve-section four-sided dragon-headed golden mace slid out of his sleeve.

The three-foot and six-inch long dragon-headed golden mace emits a sharp sharpness that makes people feel stinging. Linghu Qingqing held the golden mace and shook it slightly, and a dragon-shaped golden light roared out, hitting the Fengyun Zhentian Bell.

With a roar, tens of thousands of ministers, guards, palace maids, and eunuchs inside and outside the Jiuxiao Palace all sprayed blood in seven orifices, and they fell to the ground with tragic roars and couldn't get up for a long time. Only in the hall, a silver light flashed above Linghu Qingqing's head, protecting the crowd around him, without being affected by the bell.

On that day, Linghu Qingqing and his men encountered Ao Chi. After a big battle, Ao Chi handed over many treasures on him to Wu Tie, the only one among them was not the Immortal Heart Lamp with amazing defense.

Today, this immortal heart lamp appeared in Linghu Qingqing's hands. It can be seen that during the battle that day, the gods who came to capture some good things from Ao Chi. The dragon-headed golden mace in Linghu Qingqing's hand is amazingly powerful. Wu Tie had never seen it that day. It can be seen that it was a treasure weapon that Linghu Qingqing only bought later.

A cloud above Sima Fu's head rushed more than ten feet high. A nine-level pagoda can be seen in the clouds. The tower body is sharp and plump, shaped like bamboo shoots, with smooth and cheerful shapes, and a faint sense of the avenue.

The surface of the Nine-Level Pagoda is covered with countless statues of Buddha with kind faces and solemn appearances.

These Buddhas are all golden, like living things. Their hands are constantly changing with various fingerprints. Threads of thin golden light spew out and turn into golden lotus the size of mung beans and the size of soybeans fall like raindrops, protecting Sima Fu in it.

This is the three magical artifacts in the Great Jin Dynasty that are known as the most defensive.

The strongest attack on the Wanlong Palace, the strongest defense on the Futu Tower, both offense and defense, and the most wonderful use is the Zhentian Bell.

Sima Fu's own cultivation was not very prominent. The dragon head golden mace and the Fengyun Zhentian Bell collided hard, and the others were shocked by five hard work and seven injuries. Only Sima Fu protected himself with the help of the Futu Tower, and at the same time protected Sima Zhengren and more than a dozen old eunuchs.

Sima Zhengren's whole body was covered with a layer of thin golden lotus. He widened his eyes and stared at Linghu Qingqing's immortal heart lamp on his head and the dragon-headed golden mace in his hand: "Linghu Qingqing, these are two treasures of the country-level artifact-level treasures... Where did you come from?"

This land is vast and boundless, and it has nurtured countless blessings. Once a great pattern penetrates, an innate spiritual treasure will be nurtured. If the strongest ones are obtained from the Kingdom of God, they will be named a magic weapon to maintain the country.

The reason why the royal family of the three great gods can hold the throne is because they hold the magical artifacts of the country. Even if other wealthy families have innate treasures, as long as they do not have heavy weapons at the magical artifact level, they will definitely not be opponents of the royal family.

But Linghu Qingqing actually had two magical artifacts in her hands.

Standing behind Linghu Qingqing, Linghu Wuyou and other core members of the Linghu clan took a step forward one after another, and the five elements light flashed. Wu Tie helped Linghu's five five elements secret treasures to exude a huge power and surged out at the same time.

Then, another seven amazing treasures gushed out from the Linghu clan's body. In addition to the two heavy treasures in Linghu Qingqing's hand, a total of fourteen heavy treasures of the country-level artifact-level heavy treasures were suspended in the Jiuxiao Palace. The terrifying aura emitted was like a tsunami undercurrent, dragging everyone in, forcing everyone except the Linghu clan's people to breathe.

Even with the protection of the Buddha Tower, Sima Fu was pressed to his chest and his eyes were blackened.

"Old ancestor..." Sima Fu looked pale and subconsciously looked at Sima Zhengren.

In the final analysis, Sima Fu is just a standard playboy... Oh, I was wrong. Now he is even more a standard foolish monarch, and he is the kind of outstanding among foolish monarchs.

How wise and powerful you want him to suppress Linghu Qingqing and others... This is really impossible.

Sima Zhengren looked at Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu with expressionless expression. Finally, he nodded slowly: "The two Qing families are the humerus of the country... The two Qing families are requested by us, and we will agree. Haha, hehe, the national war is in danger, and I will have to work for the two Qing families... If the Jin Dynasty is overthrown, haha, there is no need to say anything else."

Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu bowed slightly to salute.

From today on, the power of the Dajin court will be in the hands of the two of them.

The only first army that could pose some threat to them, haha, his main force, Shenwei Army, was beaten to pieces in the southwest, what else could he do? As long as he captured him alive and threw him into the Heavenly Prison, he convicted all his followers and threw them into the Heavenly Prison, he would know what the rest was left without asking.

Sima Fu's face looked like a dirt, and under the escort of Sima Zhengren, he fled back to the harem.

Linghu Qingqing actually mastered fourteen treasures of the country-level artifact-level treasures!

This news quickly spread out of the imperial city, Anyang, the territory of the Great Jin, and to the Great Wei and Dawu.

Everyone knows it well that Dajin is about to change the world.
Chapter completed!