Chapter 15 The Great Yong's Shang
"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree to send troops~~~~~~!"
"Roar~~~~~~~~~. ~~~. ~. ~~~!"
The army swarmed straight to the Yongwang capital.
"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree that the surrenderers will not kill, capture the rebels, and pass the merits!" The soldiers who rushed to the front shouted.
For a while, King Yong was in chaos.
Some people are ready to sacrifice fiercely regardless of life and death, but more people have already had the intention of surrender.
"Boom!"
Before the Dayong army arrived, there was a vigorous battle inside the Dayong army.
High above the sky.
"Hahaha!" Gu Zheng laughed for a while.
"Boom!"
Eight ancestors took action at the same time. At this moment, Gu Zhengyi suddenly withdrew his heavenly path and let the great power of the eight paths impact himself.
"Be careful!" Wang Jingwen screamed.
Wang Jingwen is still waiting for revenge.
In the distance, the eight ancestors also changed their faces. Originally, I thought that Gu Zheng would resist tenaciously, and then catch it, and Wang Jingwen had told him before that he must catch it and live.
Unfortunately, no one expected that Gu Zhengyi wanted to die!
There was no resistance at all, allowing the eight ancestors to attack together.
The eight ancestors wanted to recover their strength, but it was too late.
Gu Zhengyi was shrouded in eight destructive shocks. In the end, Gu Zheng looked in the direction of Zhongshan and looked at the huge floating island. Gu Zhengyi showed a complicated smile.
"Boom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" "
Gu Zhengyi was drowned in the energy of destruction.
"No!" Wang Jingwen flew over like crazy.
Unfortunately, everything is late.
Above the dragon chair, Zhong Shan looked at Gu Zhengyi, who chose to commit suicide in the distance.
There was no accident on Zhong Shan's face. It was better as if he had already expected this ending. Finally, he sighed slightly and said, "After all, you are still Gu Zhengyi!"
"Emperor of Heaven!"
"Emperor of Heaven!"
In the capital of King Yong, a large number of loyal ministers knelt down and cried to send Gu Zhengyi away.
At this moment, if you become a king or lose a bandit, you can't blame anyone!
Gu Zheng died one by one, and Dayong completely collapsed. The army's subduing of the King of Yong is getting smoother and smoother.
Some tenacious resistors, under the big iron hooves, can't make any movement at all.
Wang Taowen flew nearby and searched around for Gu Zhengyi's body. However, after searching for a long time, he only found a corner of his clothes. It was gone, his body was smashed to pieces, and his body was destroyed, and there was nothing left.
"Gu Zhengyi, you bastard~~~~~~. ~~~~~~!"
Grabbing the only corner of his clothes, Wang Jingwen looked up to the sky for sorrow, not for the death of Gu Zhengyi, but for not being able to kill it with his own hands.
"Your Excellency!" The eight immortals sighed slightly.
Eight ancestors can't be blamed for this. It is Gu Zheng who is all about seeking death and can't stop it at all. At this time, he can only persuade Wang Jingwen not to be too sad.
On the other side, two saints.
Wang Skell took a team of ancestral immortals, and Luo Xingchen took a team of ancestral immortals, and constantly surrounded and killed two saints.
Two saints have been hit hard by Zhongshan. Each saint faces thirty ancestors. Even if they are saints, they can't bear it. Especially among these 30 saints, there are also strong people.
For example, Wang Skell!
A saint, overdraft to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.
One palm collided with the 20th ancestor immortals, and the other palm was facing the king's skeleton.
After Wang Skeleton, nine strong skeletons accumulated power for him.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~.!"
The saint was shocked.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spewed out.
The arm of the palm of the king's skull was fought to the extreme. The blood suddenly exploded on the arm, and the bones were broken. Wang's skull's arm was also broken.
"The magic power of injury!" Wang Skell shouted with a deep voice.
Wang Skeleton's broken bones suddenly recovered strangely.
"Bronze Throne!"
The throne of the skeleton clan suddenly fell from the sky and pressed hard on the saint.
A huge sickle suddenly appeared in Wang's hand.
"Boom!"
When the bronze throne was pressed down, the huge sickle suddenly cut off one of the saint's arms.
The saint broke his arm? The 30th Ancestors Immortals became more and more excited to set sail with no watermark, and tried their best again.
"Roo!"
The fierce impact made the saint retreat day by day. His whole body was full of blood, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, which seemed to have reached the limit. After all, the time he could mobilize each time was limited, otherwise the load was too heavy, and he was easy to collapse.
The more difficult it is to exert the strength of the saint, the more fierce the Wang Skell group of people are.
On the other side, the same is true of Falling Stardust.
Thirty ancestors! Together, the power is shocking to the world.
There is no way to go to heaven, surrounded by a large group of ancestors and immortals, giving you no chance to escape.
The two saints are getting more and more anxious in the war. They know that if it goes on like this, the fall will only sooner or later.
"Roo!"
The saint who fought with the falling star dust suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power, and suddenly broke away from a group of ancestors and immortals. Obviously, he used some kind of secret method of stabbing "departure without watermark", but the sky has been sealed, and he can't escape at all?
"Wow!"
As soon as he turned his head, the saint suddenly rushed into a huge black hole below.
The place where the city hall of the nine halls has not been opened!
"You're crazy!" The saint who fought with the king's skeleton exclaimed.
"This is the only fight!" The saint said bitterly.
"It's not good!"
Luo Xingchen's face changed and he quickly chased after him.
"Time is forbidden!" Luo Xingchen shouted.
"Wow!"
The falling star dust rushed straight down, and the falling star dust was so powerful that it was about to catch up with the saint, but the saint was the saint after all MM
"Boom!"
With a palm on the falling stardust, the whole person burst into the black hole of the earth.
"Wow!"
There was no trace in the blink of an eye.
Falling Stardust also followed.
"Wow!"
The falling stardust that had just flown in flew out in an instant. His whole body was covered with blood and his eyes showed horror.
"Don't go in!" Luo Xingchen shouted loudly.
Other ancestors suddenly stopped in shape.
At the sight of the saint who fought against Wang Skeleton, he suddenly wanted to rush down.
But at this time.
"Doomsday harvest!" Wang Skell shouted loudly and his body swelled ten times.
"Wow!"
The huge sickle bombarded the saint in half.
The saint turned his head incredulously.
"Boom!"
The huge bronze throne smashed its head and smashed its altar of heaven and earth.
The moment it was smashed, as if a habit of rushing out of thin air into the "departure watermark" of Wang's skeleton.
This is the proof of the slaughter of the saint. The ancestors of the world are keen to slaughter the saint because of this wisp of saint's habit, because it can prove that you have slaughtered the saint. When heaven and earth give the throne again, the chance of the slaughter of the saint will be the greatest.
"Congratulations, my lord!" A group of ancestors congratulated.
"Congratulations, King!" A group of skeletons said excitedly.
Saint? Maybe a saint can also appear in the skeleton clan? How can the ancestor of the skeleton not be excited?
Wang Skell himself is also a burst of joy. After all, if he can really be sanctified, he will have a higher position in the big kingdom. It is more valued by the Emperor of Heaven.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~. ~~~. ~~~~~~!"
There was a loud noise in the sky and the sky, and then, the sky was suddenly covered with blood clouds, a large amount of blood rain fell, the ground rose with blood fog, the sky rained with blood rain, and the saints fell in heaven and earth with sorrow.
On the other side, although Luo Xingchen also came to congratulate Wang Skell, he couldn't help but feel a burst of loss on his face. After all, the saint he surrounded and killed actually escaped?
Looking at the entrance of the city hall, Luo Xingchen's face was extremely complicated.
On the other side, Zhongshan also saw the battlefield.
The two saints are also the reason why Zhongshan was allowed to kill his ministers. In the underworld, there is no real saint. Only the slaughter saint can be more sanctified.
Now one is dead, and another one has escaped?
"Mud Bodhisattva!" Zhong Shan said in a low voice.
"Yes!" The Mud Bodhisattva immediately came forward.
"Where is the saint?" Zhong Shan asked in a low voice.
The mud bodhisattva closed his eyes, held the wheel temple seal in his hand, and released the black air all over his body.
"Wow!"
The black gas is restrained. The mud bodhisattva opened his eyes.
"Emperor of Heaven, the saint is trapped in the array of the Tenth Temples!" The clay Bodhisattva said.
"Oh? The formation of the Ten Halls?"
"Yes, the Tenth Hall of the Styx River is a huge feng shui array arranged by the ancestors of the Styx River in those years. It is rumored that it covers the fifteen continents of the two worlds of Yin and Yang. The array has its own world, trapped in it, and it will be crushed by the Ten Halls The clay Bodhisattva is solemn.
"There is a way to save it!" Zhong Shan asked in a low voice.
"I can't do it!" The clay Bodhisattva is solemn.
At this moment, not only the mud bodhisattva felt the array of the ten halls, but also the other masters of the ten halls.
Song Emperor's Hall! Lord Blue!
Blue is also the holy king of the Great River Holy Court.
At this moment, Lan sat in the Song Emperor's Hall, sitting cross-legged, and his nose sword was placed on his knees.
Blue can feel that the ten halls are about to open. During this period, Lan did not run around, but presided over his own Song Emperor's Hall, and even his own Dahe Holy Court did not take care of him for a while.
"Buzz!"
The seal of Emperor Song suddenly trembled.
"Huh?" The blue face changed.
"Saint?" The blue face turned strange.
Walking out of the Song Emperor's Hall, Lan felt it for a while.
"Abi Styx!" Lan waved his nose sword.
Suddenly, a rolling black river fell from the sky with the sword.
"An!"
On the earth, a huge hole burst out, which was extremely deep and secluded. It is filled with the Black River.
"Bow!"
The Black River exploded, and a figure suddenly emerged from the Black River.
The whole body is blood, and the whole body is dislocated with bones, which is extremely injured.
"It's not the city hall, ha, ha ha, ha!"
The figure that came out laughed excitedly, and it was the saint who rushed into the entrance of the city hall.
Lan looked at the bloody saint with a strange look on his face.
"I didn't look for it, but I sent it to the door by myself?" Blue said lightly.
"Boom!"
When the saint laughed, a black light suddenly appeared.
"Boom!"
It was so fast that the injured saint had no time to escape and was stabbed through the chest by a sword.
"What's wrong with you!" The saint is incredible.
"I have the power to slaughter the saint for a long time, but I have never had time. Since you sent it to my door in person, I won't ask who you are! Remember, I shouted 'Blue' and Lan said coldly.
"Boom!"
In the Yongwangdu, Zhong Shan looked up at the sky, and there was another loud noise. The blood and rain in the sky became more and more huge, and layers of blood came out of the ground.
"Emperor of Heaven, the Song Emperor's Hall of the Tenth Hall, was opened, and the saint tampered out, as if he had been killed!" The clay Bodhisattva said respectfully.
"Song Emperor's Hall? Blue? What did he do?" Zhong Shan asked in a low voice.
"A Nose Sword!"
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