Roar......

Roar......

"See... See...... My Lord"

In front of the disappearing North Gate, the tall war horse lowered his head and said respectfully to Long Pan, who was pulled by two black unicorns.

Rumble!! The ground shook.

Long Pan stopped in front of the burial of heaven, flew south to him slightly, and said with a rare and gentle gaze: "Yes, burial heaven, it seems that you are not unfamiliar with the battle of commanding the army." ”

"Although this is only a small mortal capital, it is still well preserved, and it is much more stable than that girl of Mosa Itilei."

Boom!

"For... My lord... Conquest... This... Be...... Funeral day... Target... Glory...... Luck. The tall knight raised his head and put his left fist on his right chest proudly.

As for why Xiang Nanfei said this, if she had to do it, Xiang Nanfei would have seen nothing more than ruins.

Every time the Demon God of Destruction puppet under her command loves nothing more than to destroy everything completely when they conquer the alien universe.

"Let's go, follow me in and inspect my future royal city." Fly south and bow slightly.

"Yes, my lord...... Burial ...... For... You...... Open... Road. The red-armored knight bowed his head slightly, and then rode a terrifying seven-meter-tall war horse to the front of Long Pan.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!

Burning with black flames, the horse's hooves as thick as buckets stepped on the earth, and suddenly under its hooves, the cracks that had been cut out of the earth slowly healed like undulations, and returned to their original state.

And this scene, after seeing the dragons around them, the surrendered Korean soldiers who bowed their heads and bowed even more respectfully were even more frightened.

Among the bunch of soldiers who surrendered on their knees, Ji Wuye, the Korean general who also secretly raised his head, and Hou Bai Yifei, who was in bloody clothes, instantly shrank their pupils, and looked at the frame pulled by the unicorn in shock.

Roar......

Roar......

The two black unicorns, which were covered in pitch black and covered with dragon scales like black crystals, let out a low roar, pulling Long Pan to slowly follow behind the Burial Heaven, slowly driving past in the trembling and fanatical gaze of countless people.

The fanaticism is because in the future, under such a powerful legion and the hand of Xiang Xiang, who can pull the cart of the divine beast unicorn, this country will definitely be even stronger.

Standing on the high dragon climb, Flame Lingji, who was wearing a bright red dress, looked at the countless frightened and respectfully kneeling Korean soldiers and civilians on the side of the road in a trance.

In my heart, I read the conversation between Xiang Nanfei and Futian word by word, wanting to explore the deep meaning contained in it.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!

On the wide street leading from Xinzheng City to the palace, countless eyes with various looks were revealed from the slightly open windows of the buildings on both sides, all of them were shocked to look at the dragon pan that slowly drove by, pulled by the black unicorn in myths and legends.

"Is this the person who captured Xinzheng today?"

In the courtyard of Zilanxuan, on the highest attic, the white-haired Weizhuang, Zhang Liang, and Han Fei, Zinu, who had just joined the quicksand and were about to show off their talents, the first beauty of Zilanxuan.

All of them looked shocked and incredulous at the tall knight who slashed out the sword in the street, respectfully opened the way at this time, and Long Pan, who drove slowly.

After that, their gaze, like many people, fell on the figure that was sitting on the throne with a lazy demeanor, revealing a domineering figure that looked at the world.

"This person is terrible." Looking at the handsome and beautiful Wutao, his eyes flew south indifferently, Wei Zhuang let out a long breath and said.

On Xiang Nanfei's body, Wei Zhuang, who sensed the sharpness, felt a trace of incomparably terrifying aura from afar.

"That's a Kirin." With long hair and a high bunch, a faint butterfly wing pattern drawn at the corner of her left eye, and a purple woman with a touch of noble temperament in her charming eyes, she said in disbelief.

"It's the same depiction as in mythology, it's indeed a unicorn." At this time, Han Fei, who had regained his composure, looked at the two giant beasts in front of Long Pan with sharp eyes and affirmed.

"With the divine beast Qilin pulling the cart, he has an invincible cavalry legion under his command, and that person is not something that mortals can compete with at all." Zhang Liang, who was standing beside Han Fei, frowned, and his delicate face was full of powerlessness.

For those peeping eyes around him, he flew south and ignored it directly, what could a group of ants do in the face of invincible strength.

Rumble! Rumble!!

The energy splashed everywhere, the stones flew sideways, and the once majestic wall of the Korean royal palace was directly destroyed by a sword qi.

In the eyes of King Han, who was escorted by the black-armored destruction cavalry to the side of the road and waited respectfully, the civil and military officials were frightened.

A burly knight with a three-meter-tall body and a terrifying aura slowly walked in on a magic horse burning with black flames.

And when everyone, including King Han, was under the terrifying power of the burial sky, thinking that he was the leader of the black-armored knights around him, and he was about to kneel down as soon as his knees weakened.

The two-headed dragon's mouth, with a faint scorching black smoke in its mouth, emerged from the gap in the wall that had been destroyed because the gate was too small, followed by a white-gold dragon climbing that shone brightly at noon.

"Kneel... Under. ”

Fu Tian looked at the civil and military officials and King Han who had lost their minds, and shouted.

Rumble!

A thunderclap sounded in everyone's ears, and they all fell to their knees.

Whether it was up to the king of Han or down to the lowest official, when faced with the mythical beast appearing in front of him and pulling the cart, he trembled and lowered his once proud head.

Xiang Nanfei's gaze swept indifferently over the people below, and then slowly got up, stepped on the void with his hands and feet, and walked towards the palace hall hundreds of meters in front of him.

Dressed in a simple imperial robe with gold trim on a white background moving slightly with the breeze, his feet were wearing black purple and gold shoes, and a miniature blade of destruction ten centimeters long crossed the emperor's hair on his head, and the black hair that reached the back of his waist was draped vertically behind him.

The face is like a crown of jade, the handsome face is expressionless, and the eyes are indifferent and reveal the supreme domineering spirit of looking at the world.

At this time, on both sides of the entire former Korean palace square, hundreds of officials and generals on the left, the king, the princess, the princess, and the disarmoured soldiers on the right all gathered on the figure that seemed to be a god descending into the world.

When he flew south on the steps outside the palace gate and slowly turned to look at the square below, everyone below also looked at him with anxiety.

Rumble!!

After indifferently sweeping below, he flew southward and suddenly burst out with a terrifying momentum that swept across the nine heavens and ten earths, and a supreme will soared into the sky, leveling the sky.

The majesty, the voice that spread throughout Shenzhou sounded in the ears of countless people.

"From today onwards, South Korea will be destroyed, renamed Xia, called the Great Summer Dynasty, and the national capital Yujing."

"Here, I will establish a Zhaoxian Pavilion to recruit hundreds of scholars to help me open up prosperity for all generations."

The sound containing infinite majesty sounded clearly in the ears of countless people in the Seven Kingdoms, and its content made countless people frightened, and they all involuntarily looked up in the direction of Qianko.

Especially the most active at this time are the disciples of the soldiers, legalists, Taoists, Confucianists, yin-yang families, Mohists, and peasant families.