But even so, in this distorted divine power space, although these heroic spirits are not scattered, they have suffered countless torments and pains!

"My strength is getting stronger and stronger...... Wang Cheng muttered to himself, and "as I conquer more and more territory, more and more brothers will die in battle in the future......"

"If you want to overthrow the Jingren court, where is it so simple?" Wang Zhenling has long been accustomed to these.

Under his hands, hundreds of millions of living beings died in battle, which is the most common thing.

Even after reaching the realm of the Purple Gold God King, you will know that whether it is life or soul, everything is just the manifestation of Taiyi's origin!

"What you have to do now is to continue to be strong, overthrow the rule of the Jing people, and even defeat those foreign people.

In this way, we can comfort the heroic soul, people are inherently dead, some are heavier than Mount Tai, and some are lighter than the feathers.

But it's just a matter of how to die!"

After listening to Wang Zhenling's persuasion, Wang Cheng finally cheered up and said, "Then what should I do next?"

I've already conquered Hongshan Province, is the next step to sweep the world according to what you said?"

Wang Zhenling said lightly: "This matter is not in a hurry, before this, there is one more thing you need to do?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Cheng asked in amazement.

"Don't you think your strength is too unstable? I'm afraid that one day if you really achieve the golden edict, you will blow yourself to smithereens......

"Uh, not really, right?"

Wang Cheng was shocked.

"I hope not, but now it looks likely. Would you like to try it?"

Wang Cheng was stubborn in his mouth and said, "Try it...... I don't believe it, I can't control my own power......"

However, the actual reason is that Wang Cheng has already received the news this time, and the imperial court has sent a shaman to deal with him this time!

At such a critical time, his strength must not be lost!

"The imperial court really looks up to me this time...... Even the Jingren shaman was sent out. Aren't these people all baby bumps in the eyes of Jing people......"

Wang Cheng sneered.

The so-called shaman is a rather primitive shaman, who generally believes in animism.

Borrow power from some powerful spirits......

At the beginning, the people of Jingjing were just primitive tribes who herded sheep and fished in the jungles near the North Sea.

However, in the midst of that great change in which the gods of the whole world fell, the gods of Middle-earth also fell, and all the spells failed.

At this time, those very primitive Jing people, relying on the witchcraft of shamans and the civil strife in Middle-earth, invaded Middle-earth and occupied the world.

Because when they first entered the customs, those shamans played a great role, and they are the only group in Middle-earth that can cast spells today.

It also makes these shamans and wizards have a very high status in the Jingren court.

Of course, these primitive witchcrafts are far inferior to the mage spells developed by foreign fans.

So much so that there were big defeats in a row.

But now, in the face of the rebellion led by Wang Cheng, he actually sent out all the shamans.

No wonder it put so much pressure on Wang Cheng!

......

"Lord Shaman, the royal city of the Yellow Turban Army came out of nowhere.

A few months earlier, he had suddenly appeared in Wu'ao Mountain, incited a rebellion among the local miners, and killed the owner of the mine.

Then he quickly took Wushan City, and now even the provincial capital of Hongshan Province has been taken......

This person is definitely a powerful character, so I want to ask the shaman to take action and destroy this great enemy for the court in one fell swoop!"

The so-called shamans and wizards were originally dressed in colorful animal skins and the like, and then they had been in the customs for a long time, and they were no longer what they were at the beginning.

This one, who is known as a wizard, is even wearing a suit, shiny leather shoes, and a civilization stick in his hand.

If I didn't know his identity, I'm afraid that some people would have pointed out that he was a fake devil who had forgotten his ancestors and was a fake man!

But this shaman is not too old, but he is only in his thirties, and he has just returned from studying abroad.

And what he studied abroad was actually a mage......

At this time, this shaman named Qingtong was already a trainee mage.

He said slowly, "So this royal city jumped out of the cracks in the stones?"

Check it out for me, find out his real name and origin! I don't believe it......

As for what rebels...... A bunch of mud-legged people who are still using cold weapons, you can't beat them.

It's just a bunch of rubbish!"

was scolded as a waste, and all the generals of the third and fourth grades did not dare to refute it, and they should be disgraced.

"What the adults said is that we are incompetent, and please punish the adults!"

A group of generals knelt down in unison and said one after another.

"Waste is waste!"

This Qingtong said lightly, but in his heart, he was very satisfied with the respectful performance of these people.

It was not a pleasant experience to study mage in the realm of Fanren.

At this time, I came back from my studies, but I finally tasted the taste of being a human being again!

As for those rebellions, he didn't pay any attention to them.

Mo said that it was just some mud legs that didn't even have muskets.

Even if it is a musket unit of Fanren, if it leaves the power of the mage, what is it?

This world is still dominated by mages!

"Just let me go and solve that trouble myself!"

Saying this, Qingtong stood up, lifted the civilization stick in his hand, but just waved it in front of him, turned in a circle, and the next moment the whole person disappeared without a trace in the room.

These generals didn't dare to raise their heads, and they didn't look at each other until they came over for a long time: "I heard that Lord Qingtong went to the Alfred Kingdom to learn the art of the mage for seven or eight years, and he just returned. Not long after.

Could this be the power of a mage......"

When these words were asked, there was silence in the room, each with their own concerns.

The provincial capital of Hongshan is hundreds of miles away, and even that Qingtong can't shuttle and arrive directly.

There may be such a powerful mage, but it is definitely not something that a trainee mage like Qingtong can do!

He was hidden in the air, and when he heard that no one dared to talk about him behind his back, he smiled with satisfaction and headed towards the provincial capital of Hongshan.

By the time he arrived at the provincial capital of Hongshan, it was already dark.

At the beginning of the day, the whole city was still in the middle of the war, so the city gates were closed early and a curfew was imposed.

As soon as Qingtong stepped into the provincial capital, Wang Cheng sensed it and opened his eyes.

"Thief of the royal city, come out and die!"

At the same time as he shouted, Qingtong was already in the sky above the former governor's yamen and the current general's camp.

With a loud shout, his staff suddenly lit up, and flames converged in the air, and finally smashed down from mid-air like meteors.

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