It is rumored that when the Emperor of the Terran Race inherited the throne, the royal family was weak, and no one respected the king from all sides above the royal court, and only cared about fighting for power and profit, and even incidents of bloody royal court also occurred from time to time.

Emperor Zhuan was dormant for three years, and the first thing he did after he took charge of the king's seal was to revive Wang Wei, bloody the ancient city of Liangzhu for three days, and slaughtered the leaders of the rebel forces on all sides. And in this battle, two forces cultivated by Emperor Zhuan himself surfaced, and in this first battle, the entire three thousand Dao Prefectures were stunned.

It is said that in those three days, Emperor Zhuan was assassinated more than 100 times of various kinds, and even the maid who was responsible for taking care of Zhuan Xuan since he was a child, and the loyal old servants who had gone through the two kings did not hesitate to burn his soul to attack and kill Zhuan, and the one who could protect Zhuan from death and injury with his own strength was the ancestor of the family now known as the 'Terran Holy Shield', and the other was a powerful organization responsible for hunting and killing the leaders of various forces. In the wild history, it is recorded that in the final battle of the bloodbath, there was a person behind the king of the Middle Five Realms who escaped with a secret method, and that organization chased and killed for a whole year, and in a great wilderness, with a peerless fierce formation, at the cost of the lives of several strong people, finally wiped out the king of the Middle Five Realms, and according to the lost wild history, the strongest of those people at that time was only a half-step king.

This is not a precedent for destroying the king with a large array, and there are many military celebrities, but those can only be done at the cost of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers. When the storyteller saw there, he was shocked into a cold sweat. Dozens of people were no more than half-step kings, and they actually wiped out a king of the Middle Five Realms.

And Emperor Zhuan also relied on this light and darkness, and the two major forces sat firmly on the throne of the human king.

All ethnic groups have paid a huge price in order to find out the details of this 'dark' force. After going through several kings of the human race, it was finally discovered in the case of the 'dark' forces being 'half white and half sending' that they found a list with only titles and no names, and this is the origin of the so-called Ink Shadow Sixteen Generals.

In fact, many people believe that the Ink Shadow Sixteen General Ride is only a small part of the 'dark' forces of the Terran race, but there is no possibility of verification.

Because of his level of confidentiality, even Xiangguo Zhang Yi and Dazhuguo Li Mu can't touch it!

In fact, it is very simple to obtain all the information of the 'dark' forces, as long as the king betrays the human race, then all the secrets of the 'dark' forces will be truly revealed to the world.

But this is wishful thinking for the Hundred Clans and even for the Emperor Yuan Palace, because as early as the Shifang Pavilion, the King of People has already given the answer.

Faced with the storyteller's speculation, Zhang Fuzhi did not answer, and smashed his fist like the wind into the mountains and rivers of the masters.

Mr. Storyteller did not continue to explore the secret of the Ink Shadow Ride, in fact, whether Zhang Fuzhi answered or not, and what he answered, it didn't matter to Mr. Storyteller. The storyteller attacked the two of them with a talisman over and over again, and retreated frantically again. Zhushi Shanhe is obviously not a good bird, and while resisting Zhang Fuzhi's fist, he also keeps moving to his side, clearly not wanting to be this rich man who throws talismans outside the circle.

The teachers are dual-minded, and they still want to 'take care' of the storyteller when they are fighting. Under the fierce offensive of Zhang Fuzhi, who was wholeheartedly swinging his fists, he was punched twice, and the mountains and rivers of the masters who beat him were really depressed.

"You're going to beat him." Zhushi Shanhe scolded, and then sideways after dodging the black heart fist against this eye socket, he took the opportunity to put the knife into the sheath, and then raised his leg and kicked Zhang Fuzhi in the abdomen.

Zhang Fuyi punched the air and quickly closed his fist, and at the same time retracted his abdomen, he also used both hands to pull the kick of Zhushi Shanhe, and then charged his strength. The mountains and rivers of the teachers turned upside down, and Zhang Fuzhi was also kicked out ten meters away by that kick.

After Zhushi Shanhe landed, he bowed down and flew out to the left, heading straight for Mr. Storyteller, and in an instant, Zhang Fuzhi's iron fist had already smashed into the place where Zhushi Shanhe had just landed, and the ground was instantly blasted out of a fist hole several meters wide, and the crack spread for dozens of meters.

The mountains and rivers of the teachers rushed in, and the storyteller could not avoid it, so he went to the front of the long sword to make the hard steel mountains and rivers of the divisions. At the moment when the two collided, Zhang Fuzhi suddenly appeared behind Zhushi Shanhe.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had attacked each other dozens of times.

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On the somewhat desolate street of Xinji City, Wu Ming's fingers that were directly embedded in the cracked wall by Zhang Fu's knee suddenly trembled slightly, and then Wu Ming's chest rose violently.

In a breath, Wu Ming slowly regained consciousness, and then raised his eyelids with difficulty, looking at the empty street in a daze.

"What am I...?" Wuming only remembered that he saw a dazzling white light, and then there was no more. "Ahh Wuming wanted to get up, but he only moved slightly, and the sharp pain from his chest instantly penetrated his whole body, making Wuming completely awake.

"Fuck, that king... Bastard, dare... Steal... Sneak up on me. Wuming bared his teeth and cursed. Stinky storyteller! Stinky storyteller! Holy shit, you guys? Come and save me! Oops, shit, it fucking hurts. ”

"You? Beaten? ”

A voice came from overhead. Wuming leaned hard into the pit of the wall that he smashed out with his head, and then his eyes struggled to look over the mountain, only to see the girl who was on the side of the wall, showing half of her head and looking here.

Wuming remembered her, she was a girl who was with all the teachers at that time, and her personality was not very good, but she really had nothing to say about her appearance. In the Emperor Yuan Palace, there is absolutely no more than a slap in the face that can compare with her.

"You? Why don't you speak, is it being beaten? ”

The corners of Wuming's mouth grinned, and he gritted his teeth and muttered, "No! ”

Chu Xinsu continued to ask, "Aren't you from the Emperor Yuan Palace?" It seems to be the little brother in white. ”

"No, he's my little brother."

Chu Xinsu continued: "Oh, what about others? ”

"Dead!" Wuming cursed.

Standing up to this, Chu Xinsu nodded solemnly, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's dead, it's so pitiful." Have you ever seen a small mountain river? ”

Wu Ming's face darkened: "No! ”

"Oh, then were you beaten by Xiaoshanhe like this?"

Faced with endless questions, Wuming finally shouted: "I said, I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it, are you deaf?" As soon as he roared out, Wuming regretted it a little, so he cleared his throat and said in a voice that he only thought was full of tenderness: "This girl, Xiaosheng has indeed never seen it." ”

If you admit that you have seen it, then you will no longer be able to hide the fact that you were beaten into the wall, and your handsome image will collapse in the heart of this beautiful girl.

Chu Xinsu responded with a bland "Oh." and disappeared into the wall.

Wu Ming smiled brightly, looked up at the originally somewhat dazzling sun, and felt a little gentle, that moment was like a quiet time, which was intoxicating. Wuming couldn't help but sigh: "Another girl has been conquered by my handsome and heroic appearance." I'm also worried about how chic and handsome I am. ”

"You really weren't punched in?"

Suddenly, Chu Xinsu appeared in front of Wu Ming, bent down and leaned over to look at this strange guy. I still remember that my brother once said that the people in the Emperor Yuan Hall are a group of guys with abnormal brains who want to balance the three thousand Dao Prefectures. Now that I have been careful about it, what my brother said is really right.