Chapter 399: come

Chapter 399: come

  Chapter 399 Arrival

   Imperial Capital · Forbidden City

  In the deep and dark hall, the cool and immortal figure stood proudly, staring stubbornly at the auspicious purple clouds not far away.

   Seeing her daughter like this, the figure hidden behind Ziqi sighed helplessly.

   "Pity, he is sanctified in the future."

   "With the astonishing talents of my junior and younger brother, sanctification is inevitable."

   "..."

   After a moment of silence, [Emperor] mercilessly pierced the last layer of paper.

   "He became holy with 【Martial Arts】!"

   "..."

  The tangled emotions flashed in Li Min's eyes, but soon she gritted her teeth firmly.

"I know!"

   "Do you know? What is the secret ritual of martial arts?"

   "【Enemy country】!"

   "Who is he against? Whose corpse did he ascend to the highest holy throne?! Is it me?! Or... you?"

   "..."

   Facing his father's heartbroken questioning, Li Min's face turned pale, but he still bit his lip.

"I believe in him!"

  As soon as this remark came out, the breath in the hall froze instantly, and the turbulent auspicious clouds of purple air calmed down, and majestic whispers without any emotion came from behind.

   "Back off."

   Li Min gritted his teeth and bowed deeply.

   "Follow the order."

  ……………

   At the same time, in Lanji County, Luzhou, which is tens of thousands of miles away, in the spacious and bright Chinese military tent, six generals gathered together, with an indelible sadness hanging over their brows.

"Recently, the enemy's secret agents spread rumors in the army, saying that the medicine they took was made from the bones of their relatives, and they described it with nose and eyes. Now the army is in a state of chaos. I have cut off several thorns and can't suppress it... "

   "It's okay if it's a rumor, but I'm afraid it's not a rumor..."

  In an instant, everyone fell into a deep silence. After a long time, Shen Tuzhi slammed the table hard, instantly smashing the thick iron wood into powder.

   "Steamer! What's the matter!"

Inexplicably, tens of millions of recruits were stuffed in, which was beyond their control limit. Finally, with both kindness and force, they gradually appeased the soldiers' resentment for being arrested. In the end, there was an even bigger thunder hidden below. Now they are six It's like sitting on the crater of a volcano, if you are not careful, you will be backlashed by the soaring anger below.

"I used to think that catching strong men was the limit of those aristocratic families. Even if it was unreasonable, it would still be a way to survive in a catastrophic year. I didn't expect them to do such outrageous things... No wonder they can spend tens of millions at once. A great medicine for awakening..."

   Rubbing his temples in pain, Zhuge Fan slumped on the seat, looking up at the ceiling of the big tent with no interest.

  Tired, destroy it, can't move...

   "What should I do now? I'm tired of working hard every day, and I have to strictly check the pamphlets they spread. If this continues, don't talk about fighting, thank God for not mutiny!"

Yao Peng squeezed his brows. As the [Qi Guan] general of the [Moving Like Thunder] path, he is the most sensitive to the [Qi] of the army. He can clearly feel the huge hatred and resentment spreading in the hearts of all soldiers. Emotions gathered in the **** aura eroded their divinity like poison.

  Soldiers are the flesh and blood cells of [God Generals]. When they unite as one, they can certainly kill gods and demons and sweep thousands of miles away.

  But when they turn against their masters, they will go crazy like other paths, and even the mythical venerables may fall in ecstasy.

  Actually, if there are only hundreds of thousands of soldiers per person, plus enough officers at all levels, they still have the confidence to slowly heal their grievances and bring the army under control again.

  But a group of idiots in the rear rushed to the doctor in a hurry, thinking that the more soldiers the better, they forced in tens of millions of troops far beyond their control limit.

   This is good, and the backlash is far beyond their control limit, which is very sour!

  This situation is like a three-year-old child dancing with a sledgehammer. Before hurting the enemy, he hurt himself first.

  "I get angry when I think of those idiots now, and they say that the more soldiers the better, they don't even think about who the first half of this sentence is about!"

   "Han Xin ordered troops, the more the better!"

   "He is a ninth-rank soldier! Who are we?"

   "Fuck!"

  The roar full of resentment echoed in the big tent, and Shen Tuzhi's beard and hair were all stretched out, like a lion pacing back and forth, and his violent divinity beat like the wind, oscillating hundreds of meters in a radius.

   "Brother Shentu, calm down, now we have to think about how to deal with the 【Shenwu Army】, they have been mobilized recently, and I am afraid that they will soon be unable to hold back."

  A strong and stable man had no choice but to persuade Shen Tuzhi to calm him down.

   "It's annoying, and that troublesome [Duke Zhen Guo], at least three people need to work together to contend with him. If you want to completely suppress him, I'm afraid the six of us will have to fight together."

   "That's right, he alone has drawn most of our energy..."

  However, at this moment, a messenger broke into the big tent and delivered a secret report to Zhuge Fan.

  Seeing the blood-red word [URGENT] on the cover, Zhuge Fan frowned slightly, opened the seal in a hurry and unhurriedly, and took out the letter inside.

   But with just a glance, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle eye, and his whole body froze into a stone.

   Keenly aware of Zhuge Fan's reaction, everyone looked at each other, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.

   "Brother Zhuge, what's wrong?"

  After a long time without answering, Zhuge Fan held his forehead and stared at the three inches in front of him dully. His usual calm appearance with Zhizhu in his hands disappeared, and his whole body exuded a confused mood of doubting life.

   "Brother Zhuge, what happened?"

   After a while, Zhuge Fan came back to his senses under the urging of everyone, licked his dry lips, and slowly spit out a few words.

   "Half a month ago, [Zhen Guogong] exterminated [Ancient Burning Lamp Buddha] at Wahuang Mountain in Zhili."

   "..."

   Frowning in confusion, it took several seconds for everyone to realize the meaning of his words. The shocked pupils slowly dilated, staring at him in disbelief.

   "That's right, just as you understand, [Duke Zhen Guo] beheaded a ninth-level saint with a mortal body."

  With a bitter and twisted smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhuge Fan was lying on the back of the chair as if he had lost his strength, his eyes were blank and dull.

   What a fart!

   Kill it if you stretch your neck!

   "No... Impossible, right? Could it be that the news is wrong?"

  Everyone’s first reaction was unanimously doubting the authenticity of the news. As the seventh-rank generals, they knew how big the gap between the sixth and ninth ranks was.

   No matter how talented [Duke Zhen Guo] is, he must follow the most basic laws in the world, right?

  A mere sixth-order mortal is still a vulgar warrior who can't even look directly at a saint. How can he kill a saint?

   "This news was learned from the elders of my family from [Xuanming Gonghuatian] in the Shushan Sanctuary, and it came from the mouth of a sage."

  There is no greater sorrow than death, Zhuge Fan handed the secret report to his colleagues for circulation, and smiled sadly as if mocking himself.

   "Originally, the [Ganga Temple·Suyemotian] Buddhas wanted to refine demon masters, and they probably didn't expect that [Zhen Guogong], who was tens of thousands of miles away, would suddenly come back..."

   "Even if they think about it, I guess they won't care about it, it's just a sixth-order...hehe..."

  As if he was mocking the gods and Buddhas of [Suyemotian], and also as if he was laughing at himself, Zhuge Fan let out a long sigh, and looked at the cloudy sky outside the big tent with relief.

"However, with the help of the power of the [Fengshen Bang], 【Zheng Guogong】 came to the Buddha Kingdom in the form of 【Martial Sage】, and the Buddhas of the heavens couldn't even stop him. forward…"

   Zhuge Fan's desolate whispers echoed in his ears, and after scanning the secret report with one glance, several generals fell into deep silence.

   "In charge of killing, destroying, and destroying... the power of a martial sage is so terrifying!"

   "In a short distance, there are as many people as enemies!"

   "Can't even the Supreme Ancient Buddha be able to withstand the power of the Martial Saint?"

  ...

  Lying flat on the back of the chair by coincidence, everyone muttered to themselves lifelessly, and even Shen Tuzhi, who had the hottest temper, closed his eyes to himself.

"Wait, that's not right, a junior in my family has also entered the [Saint List], the power he can mobilize is at most equivalent to a new **** who has just entered the seventh rank, and he can't even beat me, let alone a saint It's..."

   After a long time, one of them came back to his senses and frowned in confusion.

   "There is also a gap between saints. He will be the Supreme Martial Saint in the future, and your junior will probably be the seventh-level peak in the future. Can it be the same?"

   "Even if you put it that way, there is still a problem. [Feng Shen Bang] borrows power over time, and can only carry a small part of the future authority. It is impossible to fully show the posture of the peak era, unless..."

   Before the words fell, the person beside him added with some palpitations: "Unless the power of 【Zhen Guogong】to destroy the 【Lengdeng Ancient Buddha】is only a small part of his peak period!"

   "..."

  In an instant, everyone frowned again, showing distorted expressions that they couldn't understand.

  [Wu Sheng] This intensity is a bit too much!

   Or is it not the rank that is strong, but [Duke Zhen] himself?

   After all, for the same [emperor] holy position, some people walk in yin and yang, conquering the world, and all nations bow their heads like gods!

  And some people can't even suppress the inside of the court...

  Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Zhuge Fan's eyes, and his brows trembled slightly.

   "Wait, are we too panicked and forgot a very important thing."

"What's up?"

   "It's impossible to kill a saint at the sixth level without the slightest price, right? Even if there is no price, just bearing the power beyond control is enough to cause severe damage to the soul and flesh!"

  Hearing this, everyone's eyes burst out with dazzling light, and they regained their vitality in an instant.

yes!

  Not to mention [Zhen Guogong]'s mortal body, even the six of them can't control an army of tens of millions. They are a living example!

  Thinking differently, even with the help of [Fengshen Bang], let one of them forcibly mobilize an army of tens of thousands, and then behead a saint, just thinking about it, they feel that their flesh and blood are about to collapse!

   "Do we still have a chance to counterattack?"

"No, no, even if [Zhen Guogong] suffers heavy injuries and falls into a deep sleep, [Shenwu Army] will be very difficult to deal with. I just ask him to sleep for a longer time to heal his injuries. The contract we signed will expire in more than 7 years. , so and so love when the time comes!"

  As if letting go of a heavy burden, Zhuge Fan's words made everyone feel amnesty, and they all let out a foul breath and smiled at each other.

  Thank you [Ganga Temple] for helping us escape!

  However, at this moment, an astonishing sense of oppression came from the blood demon link of everyone, and then panic and out-of-control emotions were transmitted to the soul, making the smiles on their faces instantly stiff.

  Looking blankly at the sky outside the big tent, accompanied by a long and dull terrifying growl, Thunder Snakes scurry through the tumbling dark clouds, illuminating the terrifying silhouette of the giant.

  Even if the line of sight stretches to the end where the sky and the earth intersect, the flickering outline can only see the tip of the iceberg. Just looking at the incredible giant above their heads, the six gods will feel deep fear in their hearts.

  It seems that the powerlessness of ordinary people in the face of natural disasters dominates the body and mind, making the seventh-level gods feel desperate in the face of the end of the world, faintly wanting to kneel on the ground and pray for the forgiveness of the great being...

  Army soul?

   No, this is not the military soul of [Shenwujun], what the **** is this?

  But soon the six of them woke up from the supernatural oppression of divinity, their trembling bodies gradually calmed down, and they watched the hideous giant "slowly" wriggling that covered the entire sky.

   Not long after, the thunder in the dark clouds exploded more and more, blue-white lightning shuttled between the sky and the earth, the rumbling thunder was deafening, and the dull sound waves could even make people feel slight vibrations in their internal organs.

And just when the invisible sense of oppression gradually reached its peak, the tumbling sea of ​​clouds above everyone's heads suddenly tore apart, and the head of a dark golden black dragon that covered the sky and the sun broke through the clouds and mist, like a **** and demon that destroyed the world, revealing its power in front of the world. true appearance.

  Even though they knew that this was just an illusory image projected by spirituality in their souls, the six of them still couldn't help feeling desperate.

  What kind of terrifying inner nature is needed to project such a terrifying Dharma image in reality?

  Two purple-gold vertical pupils were like the sun and the moon soaring into the sky. Facing the evil and cruel gaze of the dark gold and black dragon, the six of them were like frogs being targeted by a poisonous snake.

  It wasn't until this moment that they realized that in the center of the dragon's head that covered the sky and the sun, a snow-white figure that was so small that it was difficult to see was slowly descending.

  But such a figure so small that it can be ignored caused the pupils of the six gods to tremble, and their hearts seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands!

  Wu Anjun...Champion Hou...Liu Yinzhu Kingdom...Zhen Guogong...

  The thunderous titles flickered in my mind, and as the snow-white figure slowly descended, the substantive divine pressure enveloped the earth, as if the Five Sacred Mountains were gradually falling on the head, and the neck and spine began to bend slightly uncontrollably.

Soon, as the distance narrowed, they could already see the elegant figure above the nine heavens clearly, wearing a snow-white robe gently dancing with the wind, but the slender body that fluttered like a fairy had a sense of contradictory heaviness, as if from ancient times The eternal star is suspended in the sky, and his mere existence is enough to distort the heaven and earth.

  The unreal handsome face is as cold as frost, and the substantive gaze is like a cold sword blade scraping the skin. Just looking up at the god-like posture, everyone seems to be held between the eyebrows by a holy sword.

   "..."

  What about Shen Mian, who was seriously injured? !

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  (end of this chapter)