Chapter 512 Please Die (4000 words)

"Since you're all here, there's no need to leave!"

Emperor Wu snorted coldly and took a step forward.

In the small world, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, and whirlpools appeared one after another in the sky.

In the vortex, chains stretched out from the sky. The chains were golden in color, with one iron buckle connected to another. At the front of the chains was a sharp arrow.

The chains pierced the bodies of these monks.

The monks in the small world kept dodging, but in the end they were still pierced by these chains.

Some were pierced in the heart, some in the scapula, and some in the limbs.

Each of them was hung in the air like a sinner.

"Since Your Majesty is stubborn and refuses to change his ways, don't blame me for being ruthless!" shouted an old man in the Ascension Realm.

Emperor Wu looked at the other party coldly, as if he was looking at a vicious animal: "If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you think you can definitely win?"

Emperor Wu stretched out his hand and pressed it to the ground, and two huge golden men emerged.

The golden man was a hundred meters tall, covered in armor, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand. It seemed that if he just chopped hard, the entire landscape would be torn apart by this golden man!

The chain of heaven formed by the Wu State's destiny, the huge golden statue, the two mountain-like stone lions, and a thousand-meter-long dragon of mountain and river destiny.

Everything is a concrete manifestation of the destiny of the Wu State.

All this is the result of the diligent and hardworking emperors of the Wu State.

If Wu was a small country, if Wu was weak, it would be like a fish on the chopping board. How could it possibly resist like this?

It is the prosperity of Wu State that has created its current strength.

Otherwise, the national destiny of Wu State would at most be that of a little lion, nothing more.

"Wuchang! Are you crazy?"

Seeing how desperately the Martial Emperor fought, the other Ascension Realm cultivators were shocked.

Emperor Wu has put so much effort into the country's destiny. If he loses, the Wu State will be completely destroyed, and there will be chaos and war within the Wu State for at least a hundred years!

"I am very calm."

The Martial Emperor waved his hand, and the golden lightning pierced through the body of an Ascending Realm cultivator, but it only caused a little damage to the opponent's body.

These old men in the Ascension Realm knew that they could not hold back.

They wanted to eat meat at the lowest price.

But the monarchs of Wu State, from the past to the present, can only be said to be all crazy.

While Emperor Wu was fighting with these elders in the Ascending Realm, earthquakes occurred frequently in the territory of Wu State, mountains collapsed, and large rivers flooded.

All the princes' supervisory offices knew that there was a turmoil in Wudu.

When the other princes saw this situation, they all thought that this was the best opportunity and they mobilized their troops to prepare for rebellion.

What Emperor Wu is doing now is not without any cost. Everything Emperor Wu does is based on the destiny of the country.

A country’s fortune can be restored, but if its fortune is lost to a certain limit, it will inevitably go to destruction.

Now the national fortune consumed by Emperor Wu has reached its limit.

These princes did not know what the unrest in Wudu was about.

But they knew that this was their best chance.

No matter what happens in Wudu, no matter whether Emperor Wu wins or loses, the court will inevitably be seriously damaged. This is his best chance!

On the plain, Wu Yanhan frowned and scattered the thousand military pills.

The soldiers landed on the ground, and a total of one thousand warriors wearing silver armor and holding spears stood beside Wu Yanhan.

Everyone was shocked and wondered what this thing was.

Is this the military pill made by the Mohists?

It seems so and it doesn’t.

When did the military pills made by the Mohists become so powerful?

These soldiers just standing there gave people an indescribable sense of killing! How many natural materials and treasures would it take to make these 1,000 military pills? Could Wu State afford this price? "Kill!"

Wu Yanhan pointed forward and shouted coldly.

The heavenly soldiers fully understood their master's intentions, and charged towards the sect leaders with spears in hand!

Wherever the silver-white iron armor went, it was destroyed like a whirlwind.

Those Yuanying realm cultivators were like lambs to be slaughtered in front of thousands of soldiers.

The leaders of these sects used all kinds of magic to attack these silver-armored warriors, but it was all in vain. The bodies of these silver-armored warriors were simply too strong!

In this small world, the battlefield is divided into two parts.

On the ground and in the low sky, cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were fighting with the civil and military officials of the Wu Kingdom.

And high in the sky, the Ascension Realm cultivators, Immortal Realm cultivators, and Jade Jade Realm cultivators surrounded and killed the Martial Emperor.

After Wu Yanhan threw out a thousand soldier pills and joined the battlefield, the situation became basically one-sided.

Several monks in the Jade Raw Material Realm had no choice but to protect the sect leader who was on good terms with their own sect.

But for those cultivators who have nothing to do with his sect, it doesn't matter.

It would be better if the leaders of these sects died.

After leaving Wudu, I can annex these sects.

A Nascent Soul level sect must have a lot of money left.

And in the sky, even if Emperor Wu changed the fortune of the entire dynasty, he was still at a disadvantage.

Emperor Wu even gave people a feeling that it wouldn't be long before he would be wiped out by these people.

But even so, Xiao Mochen, who had been standing aside, never took any action.

Xiao Mochen, wearing a green shirt, stood on the ground with one hand behind his back and the other hand clenched in front of him. He watched everything calmly.

It seemed as if everything that happened in Wu State had nothing to do with Xiao Mochen.

Liu Feng looked at this young scholar from the Wu Kingdom, not knowing what he was thinking about.

As one monk after another died, the golden paper floating in the air became brighter and brighter.

A cultivator in the Ascending Realm took out a fake landscape and smashed it on Emperor Wu’s head.

The fake landscape, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly became the size of a real landscape.

“Roar!”

Several golden dragons rushed upwards and directly shattered the mountains and waters!

But Emperor Wu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the golden dragon robe on his body seemed to dim in an instant.

Looking at the appearance of Emperor Wu, most of the cultivators knew that Emperor Wu was at the end of his strength.

"Your Wu Kingdom is doomed! How can you face your ancestors in the underworld?"

The ancestor of the Shanqing Sect chanted the magic spell, and the magic of heaven and earth rose from the ground.

The Fa Tian Xiang Di of the Shanqing Sect's ancestor is a huge stone man.

The stone man held the hammer in both hands and smashed it hard at Emperor Wu!

At the same time, several other cultivators in the upper five realms also sacrificed their own laws of heaven and earth, intending to deal a fatal blow to the Martial Emperor together.

After this palace turmoil, the Wu Kingdom will inevitably fall into war, and there may even be natural disasters and man-made disasters. This is because Emperor Wu consumed too much of the luck of the mountains and rivers.

But they did not intend to let Emperor Wu continue to consume energy.

The hundred years of chaos in Wu State was nothing to them.

But if the chaos continues for four or five hundred years, it will really be of no benefit to them at all.

Killing Emperor Wu would give the land of Wu some breathing space.

What they want is not a powerful dynasty, nor a chaotic world that lasts for hundreds of years, but a puppet regime that can be manipulated by anyone! "Your Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

All the civil and military officials raised their heads and cried out sadly towards the Emperor Wu in the air.

No one thought that the Martial Emperor could withstand the siege of these Ascended Realm monks.

Xu Ming raised his head, glanced at the sky, and frowned.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In Xu Ming's opinion, Emperor Wu was also doomed to die at this moment.

Even in Xu Ming's mind, he was already subconsciously thinking about how to take Wu Yanhan away from the siege.

But this should be difficult.

It is very likely that he and Yan Han would die here together.

But at this moment, the corners of Emperor Wu's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was waiting for this moment. Xiao Mochi, who had been standing in the same place, finally moved.

Xiao Mochen took a step forward, and in an instant, he came to the side of Emperor Wu.

"Your Majesty." Xiao Mochen bowed.

With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Emperor Wu looked at Xiao Mochi and said, "I have done everything I should do."

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard." Xiao Mochi straightened up and faced the Ascending Realm cultivators. "Leave the rest to me."

"Yeah." Emperor Wu nodded without saying anything, but it was visible to the naked eye that Emperor Wu's hair had turned pale, as if he had aged by ten years in an instant.

Emperor Wu not only mobilized the luck of the mountains and rivers of the Wu Kingdom, but also burned his own blood.

After this time, even if the Wu court wins, it is unknown how many years it can live.

An emperor considers his own life span to be more important than anything else.

Since ancient times, many emperors have been searching for ways to achieve immortality by breaking free from the constraints of the fate of mountains and rivers.

But the emperor of Wu State was different.

"boom!"

All the laws of heaven and earth rushed towards Xiao Mochi and Emperor Wu.

But Xiao Mochen just raised his head and glanced at those people.

Beside Xiao Mochi, pages of books made of ink flew out from behind Xiao Mochi.

“Clatter, clatter.”

The pages of the book wrapped Xiao Mochi and Emperor Wu.

“Boom!”

All I heard was a loud bang.

Those Fa Tian Xiang Di were instantly bounced away and even staggered and fell backwards.

The scrolls were scattered, and Emperor Wu, holding the imperial seal, walked step by step to the illusory throne.

Emperor Wu sat on the illusory golden throne. He no longer took action, but instead stabilized this small world and the destiny of the Wu Kingdom.

Even Emperor Wu did not dare to squander the fortune of the Wu Kingdom.

The golden light enveloped Xiao Mochi, and the laws of destiny and the fortune of the mountains and rivers mixed together.

"Buzz. Buzz."

The sound of the Tao constantly resounds above the sky.

The golden light gathered above the sky, and the black words on the golden paper were all peeled off.

Rays of light fell from the sky, enveloping the black words. The black words dissipated and continued to condense in the sky.

The black words seemed to turn into ink, forming a black pool of ink in the air. All you could see was a thin but vast blackness. "Could it be that the Emperor Wu wanted it?"

Everyone was shocked. They had already vaguely guessed what Emperor Wu was going to do!

At the beginning, they just thought that Emperor Wu wanted to seize more power from the sects, and that Emperor Wu just wanted the Wu Kingdom's court to be superior to all the sects.

But now, they found that they had guessed all wrong.

What Emperor Wu wanted was not just to make those sects surrender.

Emperor Wu actually wanted to change the rules of the Great Dao!

That piece of gold paper looked like a contract, but it was not an ordinary contract.

Emperor Wu used the luck of the Wu State to connect this piece of gold paper to the avenue!

However, if Emperor Wu wanted to change the rules of the Great Dao, it was not enough to rely solely on the luck of the Wu Kingdom.

Therefore, Emperor Wu needs the lives of the monks! Emperor Wu wants to use the lives of the monks to connect the dynasty's destiny, the rules of the avenue, and the monks.

To use a metaphor, the dynasty's fortune and the monastic sects are the goals of Emperor Wu, and achieving the rules is the result that Emperor Wu wants.

If Emperor Wu succeeds, the contract written by Emperor Wu will not just be a contract, it will be the rule of the Tao.

Although this degree is far from enough to affect the entire world, but within the territory of Wu Kingdom, the rules that appear on the golden paper today will become rules. All cultivators must abide by them as long as they enter the territory of Wu Kingdom!

"A mere mortal! To be so tantamount to this, your Wu Nation will undoubtedly be destroyed today."

The leader of Chengshan Sect shouted loudly, and the one with fangs turned green, holding the Law of Heaven and Earth, smashed towards Emperor Wu! How could he allow this to happen?

Chengshan Sect has existed in this land for thousands of years, how many years has Wu Kingdom existed? How could he possibly make Wu Kingdom bigger!

As for the Chengshan Sect moving away? How could the blessed land of Chengshan Sect be so easy to find? Which sect would not be seriously injured if it moved away? There was even a possibility of it falling apart? Xiao Mochi held the scroll in his hand, pointed at the Fatianxiang Land, and said, "Suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of pear trees blossomed."

In an instant, a breeze blew, and pear trees appeared out of thin air, forming a row in the air.

The next moment, a breeze blew, and the pear blossoms scattered, blocking the way of Emperor Wu and Xiao Mochi.

When Xiao Mo Chi waved his sleeves, a cloud-like afterimage was left and the pear blossoms hanging in the air froze in an instant.

The edges of the crystal white petals were frosty and cold, trembling in the late spring breeze and losing their soft curves, like countless silver blades tempered by moonlight trying to break free from the confinement of silk.

The pear blossoms turned into long swords.

Thousands and tens of thousands.

"The so-called rules are set by heaven, why can't they be set by humans?" Xiao Mochi looked at the Laws of Heaven and Earth in front of him and bowed, "Today, for the great cause of our Wu Kingdom, please die for me!"

[It’s so cold in my hometown that my hands are a little frozen from typing.

I wish you all a happy Spring Festival, good work and study in the new year, good health, and all the best ~ Snake Snake Snake every day ~~~~~]

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