Chapter 3: Summoning! A sword from the master of the Hundred Tribulations!

The moment the king hung up.

Zhao Zheng's eyelids jumped.

He is still a little embarrassed about how to deal with the sixth child, let it go, it seems that he is a bit of a virgin, and he is a little unkind.

The spear of the unknown young man directly stabbed Zhao Zheng comfortably.

Although the scene was bloody.

But it's kind of cool!

No more choices!

"Ding! Dynasty luck - 1 billion! Luck of the remaining dynasties: 98.9 billion! ”

"Ding! Repair is +100 days! ”

"The cultivation realm is divided into the eleven realms of the day after tomorrow, the congenital, the king of people, the hundred tribulations, the earth immortals, nirvana, the immortals, the immortal kings, the immortal emperors, the gods, and the heavenly ancestors. ……”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for entering the acquired first-order realm! Won the title of 'rough skin and thick meat', with a single fist power of 500 catties! ”

A billion luck is only given to a hundred days of cultivation?

The system is a little picky!

No wonder it is difficult for Lao Zhao Zheng to upgrade.

It's less than 100 billion in total, and it's only been 10,000 days of cultivation after this game! It's not enough to enter the realm of human kings!

Is luck so worthless?

But it doesn't matter, I'm the emperor, I have a treasure trove, and I'll ask a beautiful woman to teach me to practice later, and I can knock the pill up.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Chen Haohan was covered in blood, and he flew up and rushed in the direction of Zhao Zheng

"Escort!"

The old eunuch shouted, and he himself blocked in front of Zhao Zheng.

"Bang bang!"

Chen Haohan flew in the air, suddenly, he exploded all over, and then, his muscles bulged up at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chen Haohan had a faint earthy yellow light on his body, and he flew towards Zhao Zheng: "Zhao Zheng!" Take your life! ”

Along the way, as soon as the people in the block came into contact with Chen Haohan, they were directly shocked out.

It's too fierce.

This was the first time Zhao Zheng saw the "special effect" after he came over, he retreated again and again, and then directly used the opportunity to be randomly summoned by a powerhouse from another world.

"Wow!"

In a flash of golden light, there was an additional young man in Mai beside Zhao Zheng, with messy hair, a pale complexion, a wooden sword around his waist, and a wine gourd larger than his head.

"The wood is complete, vast, stop it."

Above the Emperor's Palace, an old man spoke lightly.

"Mr. Ge Fengge, one of the top ten human king realms in the Qiankun Hall, is a sword immortal!"

The old eunuch's eyes widened, and then he bowed to the old man: "Please sir!" ”

Chen Haohan fell to the ground and swept away the crowd in front of him with a sword: "You, the royal worship, should fight for the royal family, and let Dikun, a ruthless person, be the emperor, the world will be in chaos, and the people will not be able to make a living!" ”

The old man Ge Feng smiled when he heard this, as if he was moved, and hesitated.

There are many masters in the court, but they don't have an order, so they won't make a move easily.

They are not interested in who becomes the emperor, as long as there are a lot of resources offered to them!

Although Zhao Zheng has changed from King Kun to Emperor Kun in the voice of the old eunuch, if he wants to command the master, he needs to go through the Qiankun Palace officially, and be recognized by the Qiankun Palace, and he is the real emperor.

In the gap between Ge Feng's hesitation, Chen Haohan continued to kill Zhao Zheng, but the soldiers around Zhao Zheng kept rushing forward, some people fell, but there were also people who kept coming forward, and Chen Haohan was very difficult to advance.

Ge Feng hesitated, and he spoke: "Zhao Zheng, why don't you open the Great Yan Treasure House, let me choose three, I will keep you safe and help you become the emperor smoothly!" Chen Haohan is a congenital ninth-order peak master, he can be described as a half-step human king, with the courage of being invincible in ten thousand armies, these people of yours can't stop him! ”

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled.

"Your Majesty!" The old eunuch looked at Zhao Zheng anxiously.

Zhao Zheng looked at the Mai young man in front of him: "Can you fight?" ”

The young man in Mai pursed his lips disdainfully, but finally thought of something, and he restrained a little disdain and nodded at Zhao Zheng.

The old eunuch didn't notice when there was an extra person behind him.

"Hundred Tribulation Realm!"

Ge Feng, who was standing on the roof, suddenly exclaimed.

"Rush!"

At the door, the dragon and tiger army of Zhenguo Gong rushed over!

"Your Majesty, the old minister is here to escort you!"

In the middle of the army, Yang Wei, the prince of Zhenguo, roared highly, and he rushed with the army and was at the front.

The young man in Mai stepped forward slowly, and the soldiers in front of him made a way.

"You're aiding and abusing!"

Chen Haohan looked back, the Jin Jiawei he brought over surrendered, the dead and wounded, and there was no one.

Zhen Guogong's words made his heart cold.

He is white, he is pitted.

Yang Wei switched sides.

The young man in sackcloth unslashed his wooden sword and waved it lightly.

"Whew!"

Chen Haohan jumped and split the Mai youth, but as soon as the sword reached the top of the Mai youth's head, Chen Haohan and the sword in his hand separated at the same time.

With a "dang", the broken sword fell to the ground.

And the man fell to the ground.

After a few seconds.

With a "boom", the broken sword and the corpses all exploded, turning into countless particle sizes, and were completely destroyed!

The cultivators on the scene all looked horrified!

"Woohoo!"

Yang Wei's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly tightened the horse rope, and his face changed again and again.

The Dragon Tiger Army also hurriedly stopped the momentum.

The forbidden army and the defective Jinjiawei and the Imperial Forest Army re-formed a military formation, facing the Dragon and Tiger Army on guard, and facing the new emperor Zhao Zheng with their backs.

Ge Feng on the roof had an ugly face, he and Yang Wei glanced at each other, and then he flicked his sleeves suddenly, and the person jumped from the side several times, and the person disappeared.

Originally, it was Zhao Zheng who agreed to Ge Feng, but at this time, because Zhao Zheng was no longer that Zhao Zheng, everything about the Great Yan Dynasty began to shift at a large angle!

"Ding! Dynasty luck - 500 million! Luck of the remaining dynasties: 98.4 billion! ”

"Ding! Repair is +50 days! ”

"Ding! The realm has entered the middle of the first order of the day after tomorrow. ”

Chen Haohan is dead.

Zhao Zheng's ears also sounded a pleasant system voice.

Zhao Zheng felt that his body was hot, and the sense of strength in his body became a little stronger.

The life and death of each soldier is also related to the fortune of the dynasty, but they are a fundamental part of the composition of the dynasty, and unless a large number of units are killed or injured, the impact on the overall fortune is minimal.

Looking at the old fox Yang Wei, the corners of Zhao Zheng's mouth curled.

The main perspective in the book is all in the protagonist, so there are very few plots of the original Zhao Zheng, and only a few hundred words will come out when the plot is promoted.

But it doesn't matter, Zhao Zheng feels complicated to be interesting.

The old man has a bright red five billion on his head, which is really worthy of the name of the prince of the town.

Zhao Zheng was a little greedy, but reason told him that it would be more fragrant to kill him after the air, otherwise tens of thousands more people would die!

He was waiting, waiting for Yang Wei to make a choice.

And he believes that Yang Wei will coax, although it is not said in the book, but if this battle starts, he and Yang Wei will inevitably have one less in the future.

It doesn't matter if the plot changes, Yang Wei fights, he fights!

He has an immortal hanging!

The people on both sides confronted each other for more than ten minutes, and the scene fell into silence again.

The young man in Mai stood there, his wooden sword not staining blood, and he looked at everything around him with disdain.

Yang Wei kept looking at the young man in Mai, and in the end, he almost gritted his teeth, he dismounted, was the first to kneel, and shouted: "Congratulations to my emperor on his succession, my emperor for ten thousand years!" ”

This is an excellent opportunity to blackmail the emperor and order the world.

However, the Mai young man has too many variables, and he plans to find another opportunity in the future.

"Click, click, click."

The sound of armor rubbing became a sound, and the Dragon and Tiger Army also knelt down.

"My Emperor !! for Ten Thousand Years"

The shouts of tens of thousands of people shook the world and wept ghosts and gods.

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"

In the forbidden army, there are also generals who raise their arms and shout.

"Click, click, click."

Thousands of people beat their chests and clapped their armor to the point that they stood and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty ten thousand years!! ”

Qiankun Palace.

In the huge building with a square wall dome of three hundred zhang in length and width, there are two hundred huge pillars, carved with hundreds of beasts on the pillars, there are faint golden luck rays appearing, on both sides of the pillars are countless futons, on which there are many warriors worshiped by the Great Yan Dynasty, and there is a red carpet in the middle of the pillars, and there are thousands of Wenchen doctors on one side, and there are four hundred generals on the other.

At the end of the palace is a high platform, on which is the throne, the case.

The shouts of the Emperor's Palace were all heard in the Qiankun Palace.

Thousands of worshippers sat cross-legged on the futon like an old monk in meditation, cultivating with the help of Great Yan's luck, ignoring the movement outside.

The doctors looked at each other.

"Looks like there's a result over there."

"After King Kun enters the palace and finishes the ceremony, he will officially succeed to the throne and become Emperor Kun!"

"A hundred Kun kings are not as good as the king of the servant, the king loves poetry and books, and he is rich in five cars."

"If Zhao Zheng is not recognized by my Great Yan Qiankun Palace, I will never recognize him as the emperor!"