Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Century Building, Lambert Street, London, UK.

John Sawers, the director of British MI6, hammered the table heavily and said angrily:

"Damn Jiang Taichu! He actually killed Zeus. How can we explain this to the president and the Holy See?"

"So far, he has killed the twelve main gods Zeus, Athena and Apollo! There are also fourteen divine knights! This is the heaviest loss since the establishment of the Temple of the Gods!"

"We must retaliate, avenge the past ten times and a hundred times!"

"Mr. Director, I understand how you feel!"

A trace of fear appeared on Hera's face, she shook her head slightly and said:

"But Jiang Taichu's fighting power is very strong! With the Temple of the Gods, I'm afraid he will never be able to make a comeback!"

She reported them one by one.

"Should we ask those real descendants of the Gods to take action?"

Director John's face was extremely solemn and he murmured: "But we finally escaped from their control!"

"You mean, the Divine Judgment Department?"

Hearing this, Hera showed a complicated look and said: "According to legend, they are the real descendants of the gods. Once they are born, they will cause the rise of gods and the world order will be in chaos!"

"They can take action in the name of the Holy See!" Director John was in a dilemma, his expression serious.

Suddenly, his phone rang, and his secretary called the internal line: "General Keynes of the U.S. Department of Defense invites you to come to the United States for talks! Discuss the matter of dealing with Jiang Taichu!"

At the same time, the national defense and special intelligence agencies who have obtained secret intelligence are paying attention to this news.

As funds were allocated one after another, teams of powerful troops were quickly formed, and scientific research and analysis teams were also operating rapidly.

On this day, Jiang Taichu's name resounded throughout the major countries, and no one could ignore his existence.

…

At this time, Jiang Tian had repaired his damaged body, restored his cultivation to the peak state of the seventh level of Qi training, and even had a faint tendency to break through to the eighth level.

This is the advantage of the Gengjin Divine Body.

Improving and tempering his cultivation in battle, as long as he can't kill him, will make Jiang Tian even more powerful.

"Qing Linzi, didn't you say he was injured?"

It was said that the old dragon did not know life or death. When the group returned to the Changshou tribe, they were stunned.

This old dragon has actually recovered. What's even weirder is that it has grown four claws and its scales have turned purple-gold.

This guy was sitting in the pond, one paw digging his nostrils happily, and the other hand was roasting a monkey on the bonfire.

"Why has he changed?" Lin Fengmian exclaimed.

"This, this is exactly the same as the legendary real dragon!" Zhang Qianlei couldn't believe it.

In 1934, he slaughtered a dragon in Tiantai Village, Yingkou, exactly like Lao Long before.

But he has never seen a real dragon with dragon claws in his one hundred years of life.

"I don't know either!" Qing Linzi is also a Muggle.

This old dragon's recovery ability is too strong, and why did you grow claws?

Only Jiang Tian's eyes flashed once, and he was very happy: "It turned out to be a nine-transformation purple-gold true dragon! This is a strange species from the prehistoric era of the universe! It is so powerful that if it is lucky, it can surpass the human race and become a god-emperor. Mighty!”

This kind of primitive alien species has nine transformations. It will transform once every thunder catastrophe, and it is several times more powerful.

Maybe he was electrocuted by Zeus yesterday, which was equivalent to a man-made thunderstorm?

Jiang Tian lamented that Lao Long was not very lucky! ~~

Before the first transformation, the appearance and aura were no different from ordinary snakes. Where did Jiang Tian think of it at that time?

It can be said that he cannot accept it even now.

How could such a primitive alien species appear on Earth, a Death Star with a barren aura?

made money!

Make a lot of money!

From now on, riding the Purple Gold True Dragon to fly into the sky and escape from the earth will be very majestic even in the world of cultivation. You can have this mount!

"Ha, I didn't eat humans, I ate monkeys!"

Seeing Jiang Tian, ​​Lao Long was immediately startled, his face full of fear, and he quickly carried the roasted monkey behind him.

"Eat, eat!"

Jiang Tian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Old Long, you performed very well yesterday. You are worthy of being my slave!"

"Compared with my master, Old Dragon, I still have a big gap!"

Lao Long flattered him seriously:

"At that time, I fought with Zeus for 300 rounds. I stepped on him until he screamed and knelt down to beg for mercy! Then he fled towards Lake Kas in embarrassment, and I didn't bother to pay attention to him. I guess you were there, and you were over there. , why don’t you kill him in a minute? Haha..."

He sighed melancholy and said: "Alas, in the end... look, Zeus has still fallen! Before, he always nodded and bowed when he saw me, claiming to be 'people's favorite'. Who would have thought that after decades of not seeing each other, he would actually swell. ! If you don’t listen to Lao Long’s words, you will suffer a lot in front of you!”

"Old Long is so eloquent that he praised both of them in one sentence!" Lin Fengmian said in a dumbfounded voice.

Shi Lei and Qing Linzi were both speechless. Old Long, can we stop being so exaggerated?

…

The evacuation ship sent by the Chinese military arrived and picked up many Chinese refugees on the ship.

According to Jiang Tian's arrangement, Huang Ling'er, Lin Fengmian and others also returned to China.

However, Zhang Qianlei, Jiang Tian and the members of the medical assistance team stayed in Sodoni.

The people who came to take charge of the evacuation operation turned out to be members of the War Dragon Special Forces, supported by a fleet of the Navy.

"Master Jiang! Zhan Long reports to you and asks for your instructions!"

On the pier, when they saw Jiang Tian coming to see off Huang Ling'er and others, Tyrannosaurus and others immediately respected Jiang Tian with standard military salutes.

Although Jiang Tian had already resigned from Zhan Long's position as general martial arts advisor.

However, in the minds of Tyrannosaurus and the others, Jiang Tian will always be their mentor.

It was Jiang Tian who elevated them to a level they had never dared to imagine before.

That respect and gratitude will never change.

This time, eight of them went deep into Sodoni alone, fought bloody battles, and successfully escorted 81 Chinese expatriates in the flames of war to the Chinese Embassy. They fought all the way, highlighting the complex defense line composed of government forces, rebels, and resistance forces, and finally They were sent to the ship.

However, Jiangtian and Kashu refugee camps rescued more than 200 Chinese expatriates, more than them.

Moreover, it was Jiang Tian and Zhang Qianlei who occupied the Kas Lake camp and defeated the government troops, which bought them precious time.

They couldn't help but admire Jiang Tian.

"Good job, brothers!"

Jiang Tian patted Tyrannosaurus on the shoulder and straightened his collar, his eyes showing a hint of kindness:

"However, I have resigned and have no guidance. It is your unshirkable responsibility to obey the orders of your superiors and protect the lives and property of Chinese expatriates! Go home!"

"Yes, Master Jiang! Promise to complete the mission!"

Tyrannosaurus grinned, and together with his comrades and the navy officers and soldiers on the fleet, saluted Jiang Tian again, boarded the warship,

"Master Jiang, Master Zhang, thank you!"

"You are our benefactors! We will miss you forever!"

"Master Jiang, Master Zhang, take care!"

Countless Chinese expatriates waved to Master Jiang and Zhang Qianlei, with tears of gratitude rolling down their faces.

"Oh, I didn't do anything..."

Zhang Qianlei said politely, but there was a warm current in his heart.

Wait for everyone to be sent away.

Zhang Qianlei smiled and said: "Brother Jiang, you stay here because you want to be the emperor and turn Sodoni into a base for you?"

"No, I want to turn this place into an independent, democratic, prosperous and modern country!" Jiang Tian said seriously.

"You can pull me down! You can't afford to be early if you don't have any benefits. How can you be so great?"

Zhang Qianlei glanced at him disdainfully, but he wholeheartedly agreed with Jiang Tian's idea.

At that time, he was regarded as a heavenly master in the Republic of China, and his status was so high that he could sit on equal footing with Bald Jiang over wine and chat.

But then history was turbulent and the political power changed. He couldn't even keep the orthodoxy of Tianshi Sect in Longhu Mountain, so he had to rely on others to be a worshiper of the Song and Lu families, and he could only keep a little fireworks.

It seems that only by supporting or even directly controlling the political power and making the political power rely on you instead of protecting you can you gain the initiative.

…

The capital, San Juan, is the presidential palace.

Field, the new leader of the rebels, and Isaac, the new leader of the Free Resistance Army, are having a quarrel.

Three days ago, the Ice Bear mercenary, a supporter of the rebels, was beaten to a pulp by two people.

The leader of the rebels, Crown Prince Bobby, and the leader of the Free Resistance Army, Thorpe, were both killed inexplicably during the battle. The entire Sordoni was once again in chaos and chaos.

The two immediately used bloody methods to suppress the competitors in their respective camps and became leaders.

Yesterday morning, the masterminds behind the two men, politicians from Russia and the United States, called the two men respectively, saying that they would give up military assistance to them and would no longer interfere in Sodoni's internal affairs in the future.

Field and Isaac each had tens of thousands of troops, and each wanted to sit on the throne of the president without giving in.

The newly formed coalition government between the rebels and the rebels also collapsed.

At this time, the two people were sitting at opposite ends of the conference table, their swords were at war, and they were looking at each other full of hatred.

Standing behind them were several strong men carrying heavy machine guns, with brass bullet chains wrapped around their waists, like Rambo.

Next to it, there was a coffin. The fifteen-year-old Crown Prince Bobby lay quietly in it, half of his head exploded, and the solid gold crown and trumpet military uniform were covered with blood and brains.

Several blowflies lay on it, greedily sucking the juice.

This situation is not like two big warlords discussing the country's affairs and deciding the future and destiny of a country, but like two gangsters vying for territory making calculations and negotiating.

General Field once followed Crown Prince Bobby to form an exile government in Russia and Europe. He also studied at the Russian Route Army Military Academy. He was influenced by the fighting nation and had a very strong character.

He held a thick cigar in his mouth and said proudly: "No matter what, Sordoni has always been a constitutional monarchy. The king is indispensable at all times. And if you want to be the president, you must first be canonized by the king!"

"However, Crown Prince Bobby has unfortunately died in battle! We are deeply sorry for Crown Prince Bobby's death!"

Isaac sipped his coffee casually and said, not apologizing at all, his face full of gloating:

"Perhaps we should rewrite the constitution and adopt a democratic republic. I will be the president and you will be the vice president!"