What is the National Fortune? For many exorcists, this is a mystical thing.

But at this moment, the commander of Huazhen Guoda personally used the national fortune to announce the punishment of the other party's sword pavilion.

Words follow the law, and exports are constitutional. is talking about the current state of Hwa Jin Guo.

Fang Jianting was shocked, his body continued to show corpse spots, and his vitality continued to pass, according to the current state, he struggled to resist, and it was estimated that he would not survive for a few minutes.

I only heard him scream: "Master National Teacher!" Save me! ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard the national teacher of the troubled times sigh softly and said, "Everything in Middle-earth is inherited from my Great Qing Dynasty. The same is true of the national fortunes of Middle-earth. ”

"Fang Jian Ting, are you willing to be the commander of the Zhenling under the command of my Great Qing Dynasty? From now on, you will be protected by my Great Green National Fortune, and everything in Middle-earth will have nothing to do with you! ”

The corpse spots on Fang Jianting's body continued to appear, and they were about to cover his whole body.

He didn't think about it, and shouted without hesitation: "The last general is willing!" Zhenling Admiral Fang Sword Pavilion! I've seen the National Teacher! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Troubled World National Master stretched out his hand and threw out a cloud of green gas, which directly drilled into Fang Jianting's body.

In an instant, Fang Jianting let out a terrible howl, and the flesh and blood all over his body collapsed one after another, falling from his bones.

This scene stunned everyone, and several town guards gasped, their hearts full of horror.

They are all living people, and they naturally know what kind of pain it is to separate the flesh and blood from the bones. Moreover, Fang Jian Pavilion still has his senses, and the feeling of watching the flesh and blood on his body fall is simply unbearable!

Hua Zhenguo frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Flesh and blood are separated from the body, and they are no longer alive." ”

"Fang Jian Ting, even if you retain your original sanity, what can you do? Now you are nothing but a poor evil one. The luck of the Great Blue Dynasty, hehe, hehehe! ”

"A dynasty that should have dissipated a long time ago, how long do you think it can shelter you?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around silently, and didn't even speak again, but the regret in his expression was obvious to everyone.

Fang Jian Pavilion is finished.

The Great Qing Dynasty was the master of the previous era, but now it has long passed.

It stands to reason that the national fortunes of the Daqing Dynasty should also disappear with the fall of the dynasty. But the Troubled Times National Master is really an amazing and brilliant figure, and he even used a piece of land in the underworld to build another shelter of the Great Qing Dynasty.

It is precisely because of this that the national fortunes of the Daqing Dynasty have been preserved.

It's just that the shelter is not really alive, but some remnants of the dynasty that have long since died, so the national fortunes of the Daqing Dynasty have also changed.

If you want to be protected by the national fortunes of the Great Qing Dynasty, you must be a dead man!

Fang Jianting chose to ask for help from the National Teacher of the Troubled Times, so he had to throw away his own flesh and blood!

Under the city gate, all the evil spirits were silent, and only the terrible screams of Fang Jian Pavilion spread all around.

All the flesh and blood on his body had already fallen off, and even the human head had turned into a skeleton. The white bones of his whole body, with a trace of red blood remaining, are real blood-colored skeletons.

The Troubled Times National Master threw it casually, and a black robe quickly enveloped Fang Jian Pavilion. Then he smiled and said, "From now on, you will be the Zhenling Admiral of the Great Qing Dynasty!" ”

"You have the right to form your own skeletons! Have the right to represent the Daqing Dynasty and safeguard the dignity and interests of the dynasty! ”

"Fang Jian Pavilion! Don't kneel yet! ”

The robe wrapped around Fang Jian Pavilion, and then he suddenly knelt down and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Admiral Zhenling has an order!" ”

The Troubled Times National Master smiled and said, "Great Commander, do you still want to attack the Admiral Zhenling?" ”

"Yin and Yang agreement, you have to abide by it."

The three town guards were full of anger, and they all held the rune war swords, ready to fight again.

The troubled national teacher is deliberate!

Hua Zhenguo stretched out his hand and stopped his men's anger. He smiled and said, "As for me, I actually know a little bit about the art of bone matching. ”

"Master Guoshi, why don't you and I make a bet? Before I leave Sin City, Fang Jian Pavilion's Three Souls and Seven Spirits will definitely be destroyed, believe it or not? ”

The national teacher of the troubled times laughed: "It's a coincidence! This seat also knows a little bit of the art of phase bones. From my point of view, I, the Admiral of the Town Spirit, have three souls and seven spirits that are extremely stable, and I am afraid that I still have a hundred years of yin life! ”

One of the two sides is the national teacher of the previous era, and the other is the controller of the national fortunes of the current era.

An old man with a lot of experience. The other is young and vigorous.

The words of the two sides were basically using Fang Jianting as a contest.

Fang Jianting died, naturally the commander of Huazhen National University won, if Fang Jianting didn't die, it would be the national teacher in the troubled times who won.

You know, this is not a competition between two top masters, but a competition between two eras.

The contest between the national fortunes of Middle-earth and the national fortunes of the Great Blue Dynasty!

Fang Jianting was dressed in a black robe, and his tone was resentful: "Master Guoshi, please rest assured, if you want to kill the last general, how can it be so simple?" ”

The town guard envoy in the northeast region spat and said disgustingly: "Now they are all starting to be the last generals?" Fang Jianting, I found that you really look like a dog. ”

"Have you forgotten who crushed your head in the first place? That ghost admiral is one of the top ten masters under the command of the Troubled Nation Teacher! ”

Fang Jianting ignored him, but wore a robe, standing majestically behind the national master of the troubled times. His flesh and blood are gone, his luck is gone, and from now on, he basically has nothing to do with Middle-earth.

He is the commander of Zhenling who was personally enshrined by the contemporary national teacher of the Great Qing Dynasty!

The national teacher of the troubled times smiled and said: "Since the gambling contract has been completed, then each depends on his ability." ”

"Commander, you have come from afar, and you are the most distinguished guests. It's a pity that the city lord is not here now, why don't you go into the city for a while to rest for a while? ”

Hua Zhenguo smiled and said: "The National Teacher invites, naturally it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate, please!" ”

Don't look at the two of them, they can't wait to kill each other, but in front of so many masters, they still put on a polite look, and they don't want to be underestimated.

Even if you die, you can't lose face!

The national teacher of the troubled times turned his head and shouted: "Open the city gate!" Greet your guests with the highest courtesy......"

Before he could finish speaking, another dull explosion suddenly came, and this explosion was even stronger than the last one!

The unreliable buildings in Sin City were staggered and even collapsed by the violent earthquakes.

Everyone was shocked, and they stumbled involuntarily. Even the revenant soul whose feet did not touch the ground couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Immediately afterward, a ray of colorful light rose into the sky, illuminating the entire Sin City in a colorful and magnificent manner.

In the colorful light, several figures were thrown high into the sky, and then fell down heavily.

Although the envoy of Henan Town is old, he has been using the corpse crossbow all the year round, and his eyes are extremely sharp, and he suddenly lost his voice and said: "Zhang Jiusin!" ”

That's right, those unlucky ones who were thrown high into the sky by the colorful millilight were me.