Chapter Eighty-Three: The Book of War

The western outer continent of the underworld, above the court hall of the Underworld.

"Ahh

Shen Tianhan suddenly covered his eyebrows and screamed in pain.

Many courtiers saw it, but it was the center of the eyebrows covered by the cold sky, and a trace of blood flowed out of the gap.

"Heavenly Emperor!" the courtiers suddenly said anxiously.

Shen Tianhan covered his eyebrows, méiyǒu spoke, but the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

The ministers were anxious.

"Retreat!" exclaimed.

"Yes!" the ministers were anxious, and they could only be helpless for a while.

Just as the ministers were about to withdraw from the main hall.

"Report, it's not good!" suddenly came a cry of anxiety from outside the hall.

A courtier rushed into the main hall.

"Emperor of Heaven, above the sea of clouds, Wu Tian, Meigao Grottoes, Ximen, and Huazuntian, they have woken up! They are about to escape!" the courtier said anxiously.

"Shíme?" suddenly erupted in the hall.

"The four of them have woken up, could it be that the Four Holy Sacrifices to Heaven have failed?"

"The Emperor of Heaven eyebrows...... , could it be that the Eye of the Sky has changed?"

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The ministers suddenly screamed.

Shen Tianhan covered the wound on his eyebrows and looked coldly out of the main hall.

Outside the hall, above the sea of clouds.

Originally, four golden rays of light nailed the four saints, but at this moment, the golden light disappeared, the four saints woke up, and a huge altar slowly appeared.

The four saints looked around blankly.

On the altar, the chains still lock the four of them.

"Emperor of Heaven, there is a force that connects our saints!" In the main hall, the only saint of the great punishment suddenly said.

"Bang la la la!"

High in the sky, the chains that locked the four saints suddenly and slowly retreated, as if an inexplicable force was helping them unseal.

"Huh?"

"Saved?"

"What's going on?"

The four saints were still a little dazed.

"No, those four saints are going to escape, hurry, stop them!" someone exclaimed.

"Stop!" suddenly shouted.

The guards looked blankly at the cold sky.

At this moment, the cold of the dark sky and méiyǒu prevented the escape of the four saints.

"Boom!"

As soon as the chains were removed, the four saints were suddenly rescued, and the altar exploded with a bang.

Standing high in the sky, the four saints were at a loss.

Looking at the Stygian City below, the four saints raised their eyebrows and clenched their fists.

"It's cold, I'll write it down this time!" Wu Tian shouted.

"Let's go!"

"Boom!"

The four saints fled.

From beginning to end, the cold of the dark sky is méiyǒu blocking.

And all the people at this moment, míngbái, the Eye of the Sky controlled by the Emperor of Heaven, are really useless.

However, in this world, who can destroy the Eye of the Sky? Is there such a strong person in the world?

"Retreat, martingale, stay!" said Stygian Han.

"Yes!"

The ministers slowly withdrew from the main hall.

In the main hall, there is only one person left in the blink of an eye, and it is also the only living saint in the Great Punishment Heavenly Court, the Black God Guard, Martingale!

"Kuang!" the door of the main hall slammed shut.

Shen Tianhan took his hand away slightly, and there was a bloody light in the center of his eyebrows, and blood came out from the gap between the original third eye.

Shen Tianhan wiped the blood, frowned slightly in pain, and then covered his eyebrows again.

Turning to the saint, martingale.

"Martingale, what's going on?" said in a deep voice.

Martingale was silent for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "The four of them saints should have been sent to the Heavenly Demon Realm by a force!"

"Oh?"

"This force, who is not zhīdào, is very powerful, so strong that the will of the minister, it can't be touched at all, the four of them were sent to the Heavenly Demon Realm, and the minister also received a message from that force!" Martingale said in a deep voice.

“shíme?”

"That force sent me a message saying that he would regain control of the heavens, and if I wanted to keep my position as a saint, I must contribute to heaven and earth, and I must find a way to find someone to make up for the remaining twenty heavenly paths, otherwise, he will take back my position as a saint!"

"Who? Before he could take charge for a few days, he was sure that zìjǐ would definitely be able to take charge?" said Shen Tianhan with a complicated expression.

"不zhīdào, he mentions 'heavy palm days', 'heavy'. It should be the ancient existence of this heaven and earth, maybe it is still a figure of the third and second ages!"

"Could it be?" Shen Tianhan's eyes suddenly froze.

"Who does the Emperor think?" Martingale said curiously.

"No, just now, when Hongjun pierced my Eye of the Sky, he mentioned that the founder of the number of days, the founder of the two days, maybe the person who gave you the information just now is the so-called founder of the number of days. Shen Tian Han said in a deep voice.

"Ah, if that's the case, heaven and earth may really enter a big era, and old monsters are constantly popping up!" said Martingale with a frown.

"Yes, it's this Hongjun, I didn't expect it to be so strong, one sword, just one sword!" said Shen Tianhan with a gloomy face.

"Is the Eye of the Sky really completely broken?" Martingale looked solemnly at the Heavenly Cold.

"It's broken, all my previous preparations, except for you to obtain the position of saint, the other fourteen saints have all been lost, and my Eye of the Sky has also been forcefully broken, and the success has come to naught!" said Shen Tianhan covering his eyebrows.

However, when Shen Tianhan spoke, instead of méiyǒu showing depression, on the contrary, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the smile of the martingale, he actually had a trace of qíguài at this moment, but nodded his head instead.

Hades, Eastern Continent.

Zombie Yan Chuan, devouring the twelve saints, the news couldn't be covered at all, fast, the news quickly spread to all directions.

First of all, it is the three major territories that Dazhen is conquering.

The Skeleton Sea Territory, the Three Yin Territory, and the Ghost Abuse Territory.

The moment the three major realm lords got the news, they shouted without hesitation: "This is not kěnéng!"

However, there are more than one spies, and Tèbié is still this kind of situation where the two countries are at war, and several different waves of spies keep coming in the news.

The three realm lords stood there in a daze.

Sage, that's a sage, zìjǐ is at home, and he can barely resist one, it is to resist, not to defeat, but in front of him, Yan Chuan, actually, actually devoured twelve?

"Where did you come from?"

"How so?"

"The day has changed?"

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The three major territory lords were extremely bitter for a while. I knew that Yan Chuan was so fierce, so I didn't dare to invade Da Zhen at the beginning.

"Sect Master, this place must not be able to be defended, once Meng Tian returns, we will ......!"

"Yes, Sect Master, Yan Chuan is so fierce, we!"

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The subordinates were worried.

"Report, Dazhen Zhang Yi asks to see!" suddenly a pager came from outside the hall.

Zhang Yi: Diplomacy!

This time, Yan Chuan showed his might, Zhang Yi naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, and the first shíjiān went everywhere, and Jìnháng persuaded him to surrender!

Yangjian, East Waizhou, Xianyang!

In the study on the palace.

The human body Yan Chuan retired everyone.

In the upper study, only Yan Chuan sat in front of the desk.

On the desk in front of him, there were two imperial seals.

One is the Great Ding Cullinan of Dazhen.

The other, however, was recently recaptured from the Dark Ghost Valley, the Imperial Seal of the Heavenly Emperor at the time of the first Zìjǐ, the Imperial Seal of the Great Qin.

The two Imperial Seals lay flat on the desk.

Between each other, there is an aura of hostility.

Imperial seal, suppress a country's luck. One is enough.

In front of him, there were two, and they were both Yan Chuan's imperial seals.

One is the current Imperial Seal, and the other is from the first life.

The two imperial seals do not let each other, the momentum of the Great Qin Imperial Seal is more sufficient, and Bìjìng used to be the Imperial Seal of the Heavenly Court.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath.

"Da Zhen can only have one imperial seal. Heaven and earth will be complete, I have to be cautious!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

Holding up a royal seal in one hand.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes.

"Great Qin Imperial Seal, you accompanied me in the first life, conquered the world, and suppressed the luck of half a lifetime, I am very relieved and very remembrance, but this time yǐjīng is not Great Qin, I am Yan Chuan, and I am helpless!" A trace of shame flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes.

"Hum!" the Great Qin Imperial Seal trembled.

It seems to be sad, and it seems to be comforting Yan Chuan.

Slowly, the Great Qin Imperial Seal floated up.

Float to the sky above the Great Cullinan.

"The Emperor of Heaven is immortal, Xi, I wish to accompany the Emperor of Heaven in pieces!"

Above the Great Qin Imperial Seal, a mournful voice suddenly sounded.

Then, the Great Qin Imperial Seal suddenly melted and opened, and gradually, it turned into a stream of black juice and poured towards the Great Ding Heavenly Seal.

"Gollum!"

The Great Ding Heavenly Seal was like a sponge, absorbing this juice, and gradually, the Great Qin Imperial Seal was completely inhaled into it.

"Buzz!"

The Great Ding Celestial Seal emitted a golden light. It's like everything you've absorbed in Qinghu.

The Great Qin Imperial Seal, in order to continue to follow Yan Chuan, was voluntarily absorbed by the Great Ding Heavenly Seal.

"I won't let you down! In this life, just follow me and dominate the world again!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said.

"Hum!" Dading Tianxi shuddered slightly.

Yan Chuan flipped his hand and put away the Dading Heavenly Seal.

"Holy King!" Zhao Gao's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Come in!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Zhao Gao entered the upper study.

"Holy King, someone is coming from outside, hǎoxiàng is a member of the Dugu family, asking to see the Holy King!" Zhao Gao said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan was slightly curious: "Let him in!"

"Yes!"

Soon, a man with a sword on his back walked into the upper study.

"Dugu family, Dugu Night God, I have seen Emperor Yan!" said the man with the sword on his back said in a deep voice.

"Dugu Night God, why did you come to my Dazhen?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"In the past, in the battle of Shenjian Villa, the people of my Dugu family saw that there was a group of people hidden in the shadows to help Dazhen, and among these people, some people used the swordsmanship of the Dugu family, among them, there are more swordsmanship exclusive to the head of the family, I think it should be a vein of the Dugu family, the vein master, Dugu mends the sky!" Dugu Yeshen said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"On the orders of the head of the family, let me send a war letter to Dugu Mending Heaven today, and ask Emperor Yan to do it for me and hand it over to Dugu Mending Heaven!" Dugu Yeshen handed out a post.

"War book?" Yan Chuan said with a sinking face.

"Emperor Yan handed over to Dugu to make up the sky, everything is self-aware, and he won't bother anymore, farewell!" Dugu Yeshen said in a deep voice.

With that, Dugu Yeshen withdrew from the upper study.

Yan Chuan watched Dugu Night God leave, his brows slightly locked! (To be continued)