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Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-Four

The land of Shenzhou, east, south, west, and north, is in crisis. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info More than a thousand years of dynasty, the number of qi is exhausted, and the collapse is almost instantaneous.

In the capital city, thick clouds rolled, faint firelight, and thunder burst out continuously. Between heaven and earth, it is like the end of the world, and there is no distinction between things at all.

"A thousand-year-old dynasty, a generation of bows, is this the end?!"

In the middle of the battlefield, Dazai looked at the rolling thunderclouds around him, and the constant rumbling noises in the depths of the thick clouds, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

Among the three princes, Taibao is proficient in martial arts and escorts for Confucianism, and Taifu is proficient in writing and is the teacher of princes and princesses.

This Confucian foundation, Dazai was inherited from the hands of the previous generation of Dazai. Generations of Confucian inheritance, continuous cultivation, only then did the Great Zhou Dynasty have more than 1,000 years of prosperity. And now, it is ruined.

Since then, the sect has flourished, Confucianism has been defeated, and there is no place to show it. Dazai thought of this and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Senior Brother......

Tai Bao was stunned, and his heart was also sad. The Halberd Shattered Sky Emperor has come out, and I am afraid that the rest of the different emperors are not far away. When the Great Zhou Dynasty perished and Confucianism declined, it was the beginning of the Dark Age.

In the Middle Ages, lives were destroyed and people were displaced, that is, more than 5,000 years apart. And after three dynasties, the reincarnation of facts, the authority of the world, after all, will inevitably fall into the hands of sects.

The three princes are stunned!

"Come on, I'm not afraid!"

The frenzied screams of the human emperor resounded through the heavens and the earth. His figure was completely invisible, only the domineering voice still resounded through the world. But everyone knows that the emperor is just barely supporting, and defeat is only a matter of time.

A terrifying Desolate Halberd Shattering Sky Emperor, and then the three world-class peak powerhouses of the Origin Demon Ancestor, the Chaos Ancestor, and the Dark Emperor, as well as a large number of sect powerhouses. Such a combination, whether in the realm or in strength, has steadily suppressed the human emperor.

"Groan!-"

In the vast void, the sword qi roared. Emperor Yi's sword qi was far from being as sharp as it was at the beginning. But Fang Yun's body style did not have the calmness at the beginning.

"The Emperor of the Broken Halberd, it's it! Has it finally intervened? What should I do, what should I do......

Fang Yun's mind buzzed loudly, and his heart was anxious. What he feared most happened anyway. This group of tigers devouring dragons, if it is just the appearance of Chaos Ancestor and others, there is still hope.

After all, the strength of the Human Emperor's Xuan Ming level was enough to suppress the three of them joining forces. But when it comes to the different emperors of the wilderness. Then things are completely different!

The heterogeneous emperors of each wilderness have advanced to the Xuanming level. Although their respective times cannot be verified, they are far beyond the human emperor. Although they rarely make a move, who dares to say that the strength of the Human Emperor must be stronger than that of the Alien Emperor?

One can be suppressed, what about two? What about three?

The Emperor of the Desolate Halberd Shattered Sky, the Emperor of the Ancient Blue Sky, the Emperor of the Four Extremes of the Dome, the Emperor of the Xuan Whale Splitting the Sea, the Evil God, Fang Yun didn't know when the rest of the Great Emperors would appear. Perhaps, they have already come, but they just didn't make a move.

What to do?

What to do?

......

Fang Yun's mind went blank.

On the ground, thick smoke billowed from the ground. A figure fell heavily to the ground, choking on a coughing sound.

"Who?!"

Tai Bao shouted.

"Taibao-sama, it's me. ”

A tired voice reached everyone's ears. The smoke parted, and a familiar figure, covered in blood, walked in. Although his eyes were tired and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his steps were extremely firm.

"Holy Martial Hou!"

Sangong was taken aback. The person who came was none other than Shengwu Hou.

Shengwu Hou walked up the steps and nodded at the third duke. Then he turned and walked to the silent toast, and fell to his knees with a thud, his head falling deep. And then motionless, not saying anything.

"Lord Wuhou, you are ......"

Taifu was taken aback.

Shengwu Hou didn't speak, just lowered his head and knelt on the ground respectfully.

The toast with an old face shook his head imperceptibly. Although Shengwuhou did not speak, Zhuang Sichen already knew his intention, he raised his head, looked at the air, and muttered:

"Is it still for that?......"

"Toast, sir, this matter is urgent. The number of qi of the imperial court for more than a thousand years, and the fate of all the people in the world. It's about today's war. Yang Qi implored Lord Toast, for the sake of all the people in the world, promise Your Majesty!"

Shengwu Hou said, and with a bang, the door knocked heavily on the ground.

"This ......"

The three princes were all shocked, but they didn't know much about this matter.

Zhuang Sichen didn't say anything, his gaze was raised, just looking at the void, the depths of the dark clouds, that touch of golden light, and shook his head imperceptibly.

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please......, please, please

Hearing that Zhuang Sichen did not answer, Shengwu Hou said in a sad voice, and kept kowtowing. He didn't use any skill, but every time he struck, he knocked extremely hard.

This Saint Martial Marquis, before the celestial phenomena changed, was the head of the Martial Marquis. is a high and powerful person, and he is a real big man, a great man. There is a saying that "a man has a thousand gold under his knees", but at this moment, for the sake of the world's anger, Shengwuhou did not hesitate to kneel to an old man.

"Master Hou......"

Dazai was taken aback, and saw a stream of blood coming out of the place where the head of the Holy Martial Marquis touched the ground. Pools after pools, like streams. Looking at the past from the position of the third duke, this great man with a resolute face, the Shengwu Marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had a sad face, and a line of tiger tears flowed out of his closed eyes.

"Master Hou, get up. If the request is reasonable, the toast will agree to you......"

Lord Taibao couldn't bear to say. He also knew in his heart that with the status of Shengwu Hou, he would not be such a daughter at all. Everything he did was just for the Great Zhou and the world, just like Confucianism.

Zhuang Sichen glanced at Taibao, his eyes fell on the Shengwu Hou in front of him, and shook his head:

"Shengwu Hou, you don't understand. Many things, you know, are just a scale, and in this world chaos, what you see is only a corner. -- That matter has too much to do with it. It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I can't help you. As soon as this thing came out, there were more variables in the world from then on, and there was no room for regret. ”

Taibao's lips moved, and he was about to speak. Knowing what he meant, Toast said:

"Taibao, you don't need to say more. Everything is ...... today , the master had expected it. What I did was just follow my brother's legacy. It's a big deal, and you can't be careless. ”

Shengwu Hou described his grief, and the third prince couldn't bear it, so he wanted to speak for him. But when he heard the name of the Master, he immediately stopped talking.

The Master's calculations have always been omitted. Now that the matter involves the master, the three of them will not say anything more!

Shengwuhou originally thought that things had taken a turn for the better. Unexpectedly, in an instant, it was a little bit of a slightness. This was the third time he had asked the Confucian to toast, but he didn't expect to be refused. There was grief and anger in my heart. The court is already a candle in the wind, and it has come to this point, but the old toast is still indifferent, and finally can't help but say sharply:

"All the people of the world...... I really don't know that the world has already been ruined, and the people are struggling to make a living, and they will soon enter the dark age of sectarian rule, as in the Middle Ages. I really don't know how bad the people of the world can be? -- The sword of the human emperor was sealed, and only Confucianism had the ability to break the seal and reforge the sword. Could it be that at such a time, the toast lord still has to stand by and watch for the sake of Confucianism's selfishness and the so-called mighty river of Confucianism?"

Shengwu Hou's words were extremely serious. To reforge the Holy Sword of the Human Emperor, it is necessary to mobilize the vast river of Confucianism accumulated for thousands of years in order to successfully unseal it. Once it is cast, it is bound to have a great impact on the lifeblood inheritance of Confucianism. Especially at this time, it is very likely that Confucianism will not be able to flourish within a hundred years.

This matter is related to the rise and fall of Confucianism, and it is common sense to toast as the head of Confucianism, worry about the fate of Confucianism, and not agree. But at this time and that time, the skin does not exist, and the hair will be attached?

At this time, Zhuang Sichen still did not agree. Shengwu Hou didn't want to think about it, but at this moment, he couldn't help but think about it.

The old toast just shook his head, and waited silently for the scout of the Shengwu Marquis, and did not explain. It is true that the recasting of the Emperor's Holy Sword is related to the lifeblood of Confucianism and the inheritance of incense. The purpose of Confucianism was originally for the great rule of all the people in the world. How could he stand by and watch because of this?

The Human Emperor Holy Sword is very important, once it is reproduced here. There will be great woe. If it weren't for that, how could the Ancient Holy Emperor seal this kind of holy relic. How could the Master have repeatedly admonished him in the remaining letters and told him to be cautious?

It's just that, but he won't explain it to Shengwu Hou. His time has come, and after today, he will follow in his master's footsteps. We must not leave such a boundless calamity behind when we are dying.

"Master!—"

Shengwu Hou Zhong couldn't help but shout.

Rumble!

A huge golden light suddenly fell from the sky and fell heavily to the earth.

Sangong followed the prestige, only to see that this thing has a length and width of several zhang, but it is a golden step shape.

"Central Dragon Court!"

The three princes were shocked and looked into the air together. This thing is actually a corner of the Central Dragon Court, which was forcibly and brutally chopped down.

"Your Majesty!—"

Saint Wuhou's face changed drastically, and his heart became more and more anxious.

............

On the other side of the battlefield, Wu Mu kept looking up at the air, his eyes worried and worried. He was originally entangled with the Three Ancestors of Taisu. However, Taisu Sansu, along with the mountains and rivers bells, were all attracted into the air by the power of the Cangshi Demon Ancestor. So he was idle.