Chapter 8 Refined

A disc-shaped flying device with a diameter of more than twenty feet flew from a distance and stopped outside the Nantian Gate. Then they saw a rainbow-shaped bridge spreading out from the Nantian Gate. Zhu Bingkun and others came out of the flying element, stepped onto the light bridge, and were instantly led to the Nantian Gate.

"I will wait to see your Majesty!"

Zhu Bingkun, Zheng Wu, Zhou Li and other commanders and chief governors of the land and sea armies all paid homage together and chanted "All Saints".

Ying Yi waved his hand: "They are all even."

Then he said: "I was previously informed that the heads of countries in Europe wanted to see me?"

Zhu Bingkun took a step forward: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. French Prime Minister Mazarin came to the military camp and talked about this matter. He said that the empire needs a bystander to urge forward, and the European countries can take on this responsibility. And they are willing to surrender to the empire in the form of vassals."

Ying Yi laughed and shook his head when he heard this: "Can you take on this responsibility? Just because of Europa? They are too weak."

Zhou Li paid tribute: "Your Majesty is wise. As a general, why bother with him? Just start a war and destroy what he has done like a dog."

Ying Yi laughed: "Lao Zhou still has a bad temper."

He said, "Have someone bring Mazaran here. I want to see where his confidence comes from."

Zhu Bingkun and others directly summoned Mazaran without saying anything.

Not long after, Mazaran boarded the Forbidden City in a daze.

"Perhaps this is the Garden of Eden... Is the Son of Summer the Lord..."

His expression was shaky, and when he saw Ying Yi, he fell to the ground.

Ying Yi said, "Are you Mazaran?"

Mazaran was trembling all over: "Yes, the supreme emperor."

Ying Yi nodded: "Do you think the European countries have the qualifications to urge Daxia?"

Mazaran lowered his head.

Ying Yi stood up and walked slowly outside the Nantian Gate. As far as he could see, he saw many forts under the sky turning their muzzles and aiming at the Forbidden City.

"The ignorant are fearless." Ying Yi said.

Mazaran's expression changed instantly and he said, "Please give the lambs a chance for redemption!"

Ying Yi glanced at him: "If you don't let them know that they can't reach it, how can they give up? As for death, doesn't your Lord control it?"

Mazaran's face turned pale.

Then the fire started below.

Thousands of cannons, including old-style cannons and a few primitive cannons. The black muzzles turned towards the Forbidden City high in the sky, spraying out thick smoke and sparks. Locust-like cannonballs flew, bringing up white waves one after another, and crashed into the Forbidden City.

The cannon exploded, like fireworks, filling the entire sky.

One round, two rounds, until the old artillery exploded, and only a few elemental cannons were still bombarding.

Under the shroud of fireworks, no one could clearly see the condition of the island in the sky pointed by the muzzle. But this does not hinder the imagination of the heads of European countries.

They looked up nervously, their throats rolling, expecting that the huge sky city would fall at the next moment.

But in the next moment, five-colored light rose into the sky, dispersing the smoke and the fire, and the intact Sky City appeared in front of everyone again.

At this moment, countless heads of state and military officers in Europe picked up short blunderbuss and pointed them at their temples.

There was an inaudible and hysterical cry, and hundreds of ascetic monks wearing simple priest robes came out of the city of Cologne. They jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, and in one leap, they were twenty or thirty feet away. But why is the city in the sky out of reach?

They screamed in despair, some began to set themselves on fire, and some went crazy.

Ying Yi stood in front of Nantian Gate with an expressionless face. The next moment, the Forbidden City was steaming with energy, and the entanglement condensed into a giant palm with a radius of hundreds of acres. It located the tallest fortress in Cologne City and pressed down with one palm.

boom!

The huge vibration caused the entire Cologne area to turn over for hundreds of miles. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a huge palm print was engraved in the center of Cologne, tens of feet deep into the ground!

Countless buildings collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, the city of Cologne was reduced to rubble.

collapsed.

Inside and outside the city of Cologne, 700,000 troops and 1.5 million civilians, all of whom were alive, exploded.

At the same time, the imperial army relying on the Lion River to besiege Cologne launched a general offensive.

Ying Yi took one last look: "I'll leave this to you."

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhu Bingkun and others were swept back into the flying element. Then in an instant, the Forbidden City was far away and disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Bingkun came back to his senses and shouted: "Kill or capture, we will decide in one day. Finish the fight early and call it a day."

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For Ying Yi, just have fun.

There's no anticlimax or anything. He can do whatever he wants, leave when he wants, and come when he wants. He already has such qualifications.

After slapping Cologne, Ying Yi was satisfied, so he went back.

As for the hundreds of thousands of troops that the European countries had tried their best to accumulate, they were not worth mentioning in his eyes. I just want to see the final battle, just take a look.

He was still standing in front of the Nantian Gate, with Zi Niang and the others looking at him from a distance. Watching the blood rolling around him, watching wisps of five-color Yuan Qi pouring in from his top door, an even greater power gradually filled the air.

It's time to go a step further.

Long before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Ying Yi's physique had reached its statistical limit. In the past ten years or so, Ying Yi has never relaxed at all in polishing his body and concentrating his acupuncture points.

Two years ago, his body had reached the limit of limits, the perfection of perfection. One thousand two hundred and ninety-six main acupoints have been condensed long ago, and one acupoint can lead to hundreds of acupoints. Today, all the acupuncture points have been opened up and condensed. All the energy and blood are condensed into a more refined blood, which fills the entire body.

Using blood to temper the soul, the soul has been strengthened to its current limit.

He already has all the qualifications to go further.

He stood there with his eyes slightly opened and closed, but his soul had already gone deep into the ocean of Yuan Qi circulating in the universe and was swimming in it.

The root nature is like a lighthouse, lighting up his way to swim in the ocean of Yuanqi without getting lost.

At this moment, Ying Yi felt that he was the world and the world was himself. The state of unity between man and nature filled his heart with great joy and freedom.

He tried his best to search in the ocean of Yuan Qi, deeper and deeper. In a trance, under the guidance of his roots, he came to a world of confusion and chaos. Here, he seemed to have understood something, but also seemed to have grasped nothing.

Then, involuntarily, under the guidance of the root, he returned to the body in an instant.

The moment the soul fell into the body, the whole body seemed to have turned into a furnace. The influx of heaven and earth Yuan Qi collided with the huge blood energy filling his body, and a dazzling light flashed around him.

The solid body swelled like a balloon, growing from eight feet to nine feet tall. The huge head almost hit the door frame of Nantianmen!

Ying Yi knew that the last and most dangerous step to develop his magic power and condense his Taoist foundation was coming.