The opponent's mental means were very powerful, and they caught Alfredo by surprise and directly blew up his soul.

Jiang Li, who let his spiritual power penetrate deep into the body to search its soul, was also greatly shocked.

Fortunately, he never slacked off in his practice, and even when he obtained the Nine Netherworld Fruit and other spiritual fruits, he did not use them to randomly improve his cultivation.

Every step on the path of cultivating immortals was taken with great solidity. His foundation was solid, his spirit was strong, and he was protected by the inscriptions of human virtue.

It was only a minor injury.

With the help of many conditions, everything was restored to normal in a breath.

Wiping off the blood, Jiang Li's sword light flashed between his eyebrows. In just an instant, he completely dissected the corpse lying on the ground and divided it into countless small pieces.

This is not to vent anger, but to be on guard against any backup plan the other party may have.

Waves of energy dissipated in all directions, and the corpse that was about to explode no longer had any chance.

After rummaging through the fragments for a while, he only found a gray round bead.

He raised his eyes and cast an identification spell.

"The seed of immortality? What is this thing?"

All other attributes are question marks.

After pinching it, I found that it was neither gold, jade, wood, nor stone. I couldn't tell where it came from.

Jiang Li could only guess from the name that this bead might be related to these guys' talent for immortality.

“Who the hell are you!”

The more Jiang Li understood about this group of guys, the more vigilant he became.

How come a group of people with long lives and powerful powers gathered together? What did they want to do? Destroy the world? Or become the king of Kyushu? Alfre was obviously not a very important figure among the immortals.

The scenes that appeared in his memory were mostly about transmitting information and receiving orders.

The only important things I know are those that someone has tampered with in my mind.

Once touched by external force, it will explode directly and destroy all the secrets it knows.

However, from the few words he saw, Jiang Li speculated that this was probably a terrifying organization that had existed since ancient times.

However, this is just like the pond theory. The Dharma Ending Age is less friendly to the stronger ones. Immortals and Buddhas simply cannot survive under such a catastrophe.

Just look at the prison water of Ksitigarbha's reincarnation and you will know.

Even if the other powerful ones were not completely killed, at most only a few would be left.

Moreover, it is only now, eight thousand years after the revival of spiritual energy, that it can barely emerge.

It is simply impossible for spiritual energy to become active at the very beginning of its revival.

But if it wasn't the immortal gods, who else could be capable of playing such a big chess game? "City Lord, what should we do now?"

The Golden Duke, still covering his chest, had already dealt with those crazy prisoners and returned to Jiang Li.

“They already know my identity.”

"Next, you will return to being the Golden Duke and continue to organize the power of the royal court to resist the disaster of flesh and blood."

"Everything will be discussed after we gather all the human races on the farm."

Jiang Li left him a large amount of Nine Netherworld Fruits.

As for how to organize the power of the royal court, the Golden Duke knew it well.

The current situation in Heniu Prefecture is two bright and two dark.

On the surface, the disaster of flesh and blood was raging, and the opposing Armored Royal Court was trying desperately to stop it.

But with the Golden Duke holding them back, and their race being naturally restrained, if nothing unexpected happened, the Armored Ogres would be defeated sooner or later.

Meanwhile, in the dark, Fengdu City and the Immortals were floating in the royal court and implementing their plans.

After the two sides met, they already knew a little about each other.

However, for the time being, they all tacitly maintained restraint.

Jiang Li temporarily still needs a relatively stable royal court to gather farms and save as many human beings in Heniuzhou as possible.

The immortals have been preparing for many years and obviously have their own plans.

For the sake of their own goals, the two sides did not tear each other apart.

If they were exposed to the Armored Royal Court together, God knows what kind of chaos would happen.

However, necessary precautions must still be taken.

Let Shadow General Li follow the Golden Duke closely to prevent possible assassinations at any time.

And the Lord of Fengdu City himself has a big guy to deal with!

. . . .

This Beiming flying boat, if Jiang Li's identification skills are correct, is mainly built with the bones of the ancient demon god, Kunpeng.

That is the Kun Kun, the one who was famous in pop-up ads in the previous life, saying that there is a fish in the North Sea that can swallow anything.

With that powerful person's ability, it is not surprising that a body of bones has flowed from ancient times to today.

Jiang Li also wanted to continue building this Beiming Ark and complete the unfinished magic weapon left by a certain generation of armor king.

By the time the time comes, when this heavenly grade magic weapon appears, just relying on its huge size, one collision with it would probably cause one of the Nine Provinces to tremble three times.

However, after carefully inspecting the interior of the entire Beiming Ark, Jiang Li found that he was still too naive.

After losing its awakening talent, it would be an exaggeration to say that this Ark is useless.

Although the king invested a huge amount of resources, both the bones of Kunpeng and the three million armor-faced monsters were rare treasures in the world.

Putting them together, it's hard not to come up with something good.

However, it turns out that if the technology fails, it will fail.

Using so many good things to build this ark really gives people a headache.

It's like, a square apartment facing south, with an area of ​​200 square meters, but during the renovation, they built eighteen toilets of ten square meters each, surrounding a narrow bedroom in the middle.

It was a good thing, but Jiang Li was scratching his head, unable to think of any suitable way to save it.

"What a shame, what a shame, what a shame!"

"What a sin! Isn't this a waste of things?"

"Who on earth built such a thing? If I see it, I will beat him to death!"

Jiang Li couldn't think of a good solution, so he simply used some magic to conjure up more than two thousand wooden demon men.

Then, through the dream world, he brought all the rune refining masters in the City of the Dead.

Let them work together to find out if there is any possibility of saving this Ark.

Then the reaction of this group of masters was exactly the same as Jiang Li's, beating their chests and stamping their feet in grief and regret.

In the end, after discussing for three days and three nights and overturning thousands of modification plans, everyone, including Jiang Li, believed that this thing only had powerful energy, but its internal structure was shit.

It's completely distorted from the root, and it's impossible to continue refining successfully based on this Ark.

The best way now is to completely dismantle the Ark and turn it into raw materials, the value of which can be multiplied many times.

By then, it will be easy to refine anything again.

After making the decision, Jiang Li summoned more wooden soldiers and asked them to start dismantling the big guy under the command of the two thousand masters.

This is a delicate technical job, and how to dismantle it in order to minimize the losses is also a big deal.

Jiang Li used the Nine Nether Wood to prop up a huge space underground, exposing the entire exterior of the Beiming Ark.

Millions of dream wooden figures and the four-handed people temporarily brought by Jiang Li worked together from inside and outside to dismantle the huge ark bit by bit.

The burial coffin turned into a huge portal, swallowing up all the materials on it without any hesitation.

Outside, under the extreme micro-manipulation of the Golden Duke, the war between the Armored Ogre and the Flesh and Blood Disaster was losing step by step.

But the war did not affect many farms. The humans in them were transferred in an orderly manner, and batches of them were gradually concentrated in the Wangling Farm.

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After ten days of effort, this huge ark had completely lost its original appearance, leaving only the huge skeleton of Kunpeng, which looked like both a fish and a bird.

This is the most precious thing in the Ark. When dismantling it, they would rather damage some other materials than hurt this set of bones.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and pressed it. Relying on his talent of spiritual charm siphon, he could vaguely sense that there were traces of strange power in this pile of bones.

These bones alone can support a huge space.

It is hard to imagine how terrifying power this skeleton must have possessed when it was alive.

"Let's start working according to the design, everyone!"

A huge magic weapon design drawing was spread out. It was the painstaking work of Jiang Li and many masters during this period.

Since he possessed the only seven-colored Taoist body in the world, his mind worked very quickly and flashes of inspiration kept appearing in his mind.

In addition, there was already a complete blueprint of the immortal weapon as a template reference, so the process went very smoothly.

What finally appeared on the drawing was a coffin.

It looks very similar to the burial coffin, because it is an enhanced version of the burial coffin! This coffin has been with Jiang Li for a long time, and it was almost scrapped when it sank into the Mazu River.

After being refined by Jiang Li, with the continuous input of large amounts of spiritual materials, it finally succeeded in breaking through to the Earth Rank. Today, it has become a powerful magic weapon of high quality Earth Rank.

However, due to the limitation of basic materials, the coffin could no longer be put into place, and even the spirit of the instrument had not been born.

Although it is huge in size, it is still far behind the Dragon Prison Lock and the Immortal Slaying Sword.

Now, Jiang Li was planning to put the Kunpeng bone in it and rebuild it inside, so that he could support a larger and more stable internal space.

This is also a qualitative change for the burial coffin.

After this, I can’t say I have 100% certainty of upgrading it to a heavenly grade magic weapon, but at least 90% certainty should not be a problem.

"Everyone, be careful not to damage the Kun bones!"

Because the bones of Kunpeng were too large, they burst the coffin lid, and there was no way to put the bones directly back in.

The only way is to disassemble the bones completely, put them inside the coffin and then piece them together.

This time, I dare not let those apprentices take action again.

More than two thousand masters and Jiang Li started working together.

The thought of personally creating a heavenly magic weapon made these old guys excited. They worked hard and wished they could split the twelve hours of the day into thirteen.

. . . .

Jiang Li is working hard over there. The Origin Festival is being prepared in the Origin Forest, the holy land of the Jiamian Yao clan.

It would be better to call this a meat forest rather than a forest.

Because within a thousand miles of this place, there is a fleshy ganoderma that blooms like a lotus, layer upon layer, and slowly wriggles.

This is the origin of the armored ogre race.

The body of the meat ganoderma is very large. If you cut it open, you will find that the outermost layer is brown, the inner layer is pink, and the core is red meat marrow.

According to Dugaflan's research, the original ordinary ogre was formed by the infection of biological organisms by the brown fleshy ganoderma on the outer layer.

It is more difficult to improve their strength, the chance of awakening their talents is lower, and the talents they awaken are also weaker.

And every once in a while, it needs to eat food to stabilize its body, otherwise it will degenerate into an irrational wild armor-faced monster.

The noble ogre is infected by the pink fleshy ganoderma in the inner layer.

Their talents are generally outstanding, and their descendants will never lose their minds. The flesh and blood of the nobles can continue to assimilate foreign races like the brown meat fungus.

The earliest royal Alduin was the core of this fleshy ganoderma, which was formed after the red fleshy ganoderma infected humans.

They are very powerful, and almost every member of the tribe can awaken enviable powerful talents.

And every generation of kings has the ability to communicate with the Meat Ganoderma to a certain extent.

In every Origin Festival, as long as they offer enough sacrifices, they can get a small portion of pink meat ganoderma.

This can create a whole new group of armor nobility.

Moreover, the royal family can also tamper with the pink fleshy ganoderma, so that they can restrain the armored nobles who have been bestowed with glory by them in the future.

For this reason, in the royal court, old nobles with a long tradition are more noble than new nobles.

This is also the reason why the royal family of Alduin can continue to rule this state.

The sacrifice this time was obviously the stitched monster that was tied up with golden ropes not far away.

Eleven immortals who made Jiang Li extremely fearful were gathered here, each sitting cross-legged around the stitched monster.

They each stretched out a hand, with a bright rune shining in the palm.

Under the light of these eleven runes, the struggle of the stitched monster gradually weakened.

The means that had been buried in the body of the stitched monster since its creation came into play at this moment.

I don’t know what the immortals want to do with this fusion monster? “Alfre is dead.”

After the eleven people slowly finished their training, one of them spoke.

That person was none other than the Marquis of Yamen who had escaped in a panic from the Jiamian Royal Court earlier.

In the royal court, he is a criminal who is wanted for execution, but here he can appear freely and unscrupulously.

It can be seen that at this time the two places have been completely separated, and are respectively in the hands of the descendants of the Human Emperor and the immortals.

"You still failed even with the poison stake, what a loser!"

"It's just a defective product anyway. It's normal that it can't do it."

"You two, go and retrieve the Seed of Immortality. Our plan will soon succeed!"

The immortal who looked the oldest among them looked up at the sky.

"Back then you didn't let me become an immortal! Now I want to be the first immortal in the world!"

(End of this chapter)