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Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-Two

Judging from the appearance alone, Taimiao Toast Zhuang Sichen is not even as old as the third prince. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but this is just his profound knowledge and cultivation. Many people have forgotten that Toast is actually a brother with the master. He was already in his hundreds.

Confucianism is different from martial artists, even if they have cultivated a breath of righteousness, their cultivation is as profound as Zhuang Sichen. It is impossible to live hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years like a warrior.

In fact, the life expectancy of Confucianism is only a little higher than that of ordinary people.

No matter how strong Zhuang Sichen is, no matter how long he has been in charge of the Taimiao, he will die after all.

Every Confucian is well aware of this. Sangong is the same, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden. Especially when Confucianism was robbed. The departure of the toast will be a huge loss. It's heart-wrenching.

"There is no need to be sad, people will only come to this day after all. ”

Zhuang Sichen said indifferently, his eyes saw through life and death, without sorrow or joy.

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

The three of them endured their grief.

"Go, sweep away the evil. I will not close my eyes until this war is over. I want to see the final outcome of this war. ”

Zhuang Sichen sat down cross-legged, his eyes very calm.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

The three stood up.

In the battlefield, the advantage of the imperial court was already very obvious. Taimiao's toast shot completely crushed the psychological defense line of these sect powerhouses. At this moment, on the white jade steps, the thin figure, as if it would be blown down by the wind at any time, has become a nightmare in everyone's hearts.

"Let's go!"

Some wall-like warriors can't bear it at first. With a loud shout, he turned around and left. As soon as someone took the lead, the atmosphere on the battlefield became even more uneasy.

Seeing the battle between the Human Emperor and the Chaos Ancestor and others, the winner has not yet been decided. The battlefield in the capital will end first. It is at this key point that the mutation suddenly occurs.

Thundered!

Above the capital, dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder roared. A terrifying force, covering the sky and the sun, quickly covered the sky. Then it violently slammed into the depths of the void, the central dragon court that shone with light.

"Click!"

With this impact, the sky shook, and the earth seemed to collapse. A powerful violent air current, swept down from the sky, blowing everyone off the ground, flying uncontrollably all over the sky. The huge coercion and killing intent contained in that dark force made many people's faces show terrifying looks.

Even the God of War Palace Master, the Sect Master of the Netherworld Sect, and even Wu Mu all changed their faces when they felt this overwhelming terrifying aura. In the face of this terrible force, even they felt small and slight.

Heaven and earth turned into a huge storm of thunderclouds. Rolling clouds and lightning everywhere. The central dragon court loomed in the thundercloud storm, like a bumpy boat in a storm at sea.

"Emperor of the Broken Skies, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You finally can't take it anymore......"

The voice of the human emperor came from the depths of the thick clouds intermittently.

In a word, the faces of the people on the side of the Great Zhou court changed greatly, as if they had been hit by a giant hammer. On the sectarian alliance, however, there was a burst of jubilation. Many ancient and medieval giants who were wavering in their minds immediately stopped.

"The Emperor of the Desolate Halberd Shattering the Sky", these six words are enough to change the color of heaven, earth and the universe!

Because it represents one of the most powerful and oldest forces in the world!

In the Middle Ages, the "Five Emperors" perished! This matter has been passed down from generation to generation in sectarian circles. Even after more than 5,000 years, it is still deafening. In this new era, there is a heavy demonic obstacle in the hearts of all living souls!

From ancient times to the present, the five heterogeneous emperors have not been able to cultivate. Practicing silently, he tried to rush to the supreme realm of the "Three Souls Perfection" represented by the legendary Three Ancient Holy Emperors. But now, this emperor in the wilderness has finally been attracted by the Three Emperors Holy Weapon and the Three Emperors Dao System in the hands of the Human Emperor, and he has made a move!

"Hahaha, do you still remember what the old man said? The vitality of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been exhausted, this is the number of days, and it is also the number of fate. ...... Today, no matter how great your supernatural powers are, you will not be able to escape death......"

The Chaos Ancestor finally laughed out loud, his voice, erratic, intermittent, coming from the depths of the thick clouds. It wasn't until this moment that the Chaos Ancestor completely put his mind at ease.

The strength of the Human Emperor is not at all something that he alone can fight against. From the very beginning, his attention was to attract the heterogeneous emperors of the four wildernesses and deal with the human emperor. Everything is made for this. Including using the law of time to waste the strength of the human emperor!

"The Emperor of the Desolate Halberd Shattered Sky, the old man Chaos Ancestor, has no intention of offending. Today, you and I might as well join forces to kill people and divide the Three Emperors Sacred Treasure......"

Chaos Ancestor shouted.

In the void, the wind is mighty. A hoarse and gloomy voice exuded the majesty of martial arts like heaven and earth:

"Liu Xuan, hand over "Three Graves"...... Or, you can't save it —— dead!"

This voice, just by hearing it, makes people feel like thunder and lightning, which is very terrifying.

"Hahaha, I do have you in my hands who want "Three Graves", it depends on whether you have the ability to take ......"

The wild laughter of the human emperor resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the heavens and shaking the earth. Even in the face of the attack of the Chaos Ancestor and the others, the Emperor of the Desolate Halberd Shattered Sky and others, he did not lose his true imperial character.

On the ground, the three princes, toasts, and the Yuwen enemy in the void, Wu Mu, all had a big change in their faces. Chaos Ancestor and the others are not enough to be troubled, after all, the cultivation of the Human Emperor is one level higher than them. But a Xuanying-level "Desolate Halberd Shattered Sky Emperor" is enough to offset this advantage.

"That's only going to kill you! It's a pity that a Xuanying-level powerhouse ......"

Between heaven and earth, the wind is mighty, the clouds are miserable and the fog is miserable, and the sand and stones are flying. Completely unrecognizable.

Rumble!

A loud bang came from the depths of space, and a hurricane immediately set off between heaven and earth, and even the ruins of many houses were blown up.

"Withdraw!"

In the darkness, the voice of the commander of the forbidden army sounded. In this situation, it is no longer possible to fight. And when the two Xuanying-level powerhouses fully spread their hands and feet, that kind of power was enough to tear them to pieces.

The forbidden army can withdraw, and the conquest army will not help at such a time. You can withdraw, but the top powerhouses of the imperial court, such as Fang Yun and Yuwen Enemy, can't leave. In the sky, dark clouds rolled and lightning swept across the sky. A large shadow could be seen looming above. But between the light and the extinction, it is not clear to distinguish.

Everyone's faces were shrouded in a thick cloud. Extremely dignified.

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

At the moment when the "Emperor of the Desolate Halberd Shattered Sky" was born, the war of the Four Desolations also entered the most tragic stage.

"Kill ——"

"Kill ——"

In the northwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the war between the millions of elite armor soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Iron Cavalry of Di Huang has entered the stage of meat grinder. The war horse neighed and fell. Countless soldiers roared, spurting the last drop of blood from their necks and falling on top of the corpses.

Xie Daoyun's conducting art has reached its climax. The power of the million-strong iron horsemen using the "arc battle method" is unimaginable. With superb command and strong combat power, Di Huang's army has faintly suppressed the situation.

It's just that the command of Feng Ninghou and others is also very powerful. Although the victory was insufficient, it did not reveal the flaws that Xie Daoyun could take advantage of. The armor of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been steadily maintaining its own formation. No matter what the price is, in front of the formation, there is no rout, chaos!

In this case, even Xie Daoyun is difficult to take advantage of. The war continues, and the earth has been dyed red. The blood no longer flowed like a river, but began to coagulate in the cold wind, turning into layers of thick plasma.

The armor of the Great Zhou Dynasty continued to fall, but at the same time, Di Huang's iron cavalry continued to fall.

At the rear of the army, Xie Daoyun's brows furrowed tightly. She was already feeling a kind of agitation. That's right, the Great Zhou Dynasty did suffer huge losses, but the losses of Di Huang were also not small.

With millions of troops, the Great Zhou Dynasty could afford such losses. Moreover, the base of the people in Middle-earth is far larger than that of the Empire. After a while, a large army will quickly build up in Middle-earth.

But Di Huang is different, Xie Daoyun has already used a national mobilization order. All the young men were pulled into battle. If Di Huang loses these two million troops, it will be difficult to gather such an army within half a hundred years.

Xie Daoyun can't afford to lose!

Di Huang can't afford to lose!

"It seems that the only way to use that army is to be used!"

Xie Daoyun hesitated, and finally made up his mind. The number of that army was not huge, and it was originally used by Di Huang to bargain with other faminerals after the war. It is related to how much benefit Di Huang can get in the future.

Moreover, this army poured out a lot of Xie Daoyun's hard work, and also consumed a lot of resources from the Four Extremes Demon Sect. It cannot be easily damaged. This is Di Huang's last means of pressing the box, guarding the power.

Xie Daoyun was not going to use it today, but Di Huang's huge casualties had already made her have to use this power.

"It's a pity! Why are so many generals and masters of the art of war, all concentrated in the Great Zhou, and they didn't appear in our Di Huang!"

Xie Daoyun shook his head weakly. Di Huang's current situation made her feel a deep sense of powerlessness. Di Huang has a Xie Daoyun, who has already done everything. But the Great Zhou has the champion Hou Fangyun and the affectionate Hou Fanglin, both of whom defeated her at the same time. There is also the faithful Marquis Zhang Ren, as well as the Marquis of Good War and the Marquis of Fengning......

Xie Daoyun felt that he was almost fighting against the entire Great Zhou with his own strength. This made her feel deeply strained. No matter how insistent she is, she is only a woman after all, and there are times when she is weak!

"Command!"

Xie Daoyun closed his eyes, and his pale face revealed a deep exhaustion.

"Buzz!"

I don't know when, in the sky above the battlefield, Di Huang appeared, and a thick cloud appeared. The cloud core, pitch black, as if connected to another dimension.

This kind of breath is unsettling!