The plane of the middle of the Han Dynasty.

I saw a thousand-foot golden figure waving the long sword in his hand, fighting with a three-legged beast born from the endless sea of fire.

As far as the eye can see, the endless mountains and lush green land are gone, replaced by an endless black scorched earth.

In the distance, in the sky, there are several cities shrouded in white light floating, which are the Great Qin Immortal City, the Great Sui Divine City and other cities.

Among them, only the golden light around Daming Mall flickered brightly and dimly, which looked particularly eye-catching.

Daming Mall.

A pitch-black spatial passage suddenly appeared on the city wall.

Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, walked out slowly with Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen in his arms, and said with a smile:

"See the depth, check it, this king guesses, you will watch the excitement here."

"How's this formation? This is what this king and the fourth brother spent more than ten days refining with their own hands! ”

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen curiously poked the formation that flashed with Dao patterns in front of him, and said worriedly:

"King Zhou, this formation was really developed by you and Mrs. Yan Wang's grandfather?"

"Or ...... Let's send all the people in the city to Chenghua for a while. ”

The people in the Great Qin Immortal City and other cities were all cultivators with cultivation qualifications.

Daming Mall, on the other hand, never solicits disciples, but only sells some goods from later generations in the city.

Therefore, Ming Xianzong is really worried that if there is a mistake in the magic circle, the Ming Mall will fall directly, and the people of the city will fall to their deaths.

When Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, heard Ming Xianzong's words, he said confidently:

"See the depth, you can rest assured, even if those cities fall, Daming Mall will be as stable as Mount Tai!"

"Could it be that you are questioning this king and the fourth brother?"

"If you don't believe it, ask your father, whether the magic weapon created by this king and the fourth brother is indestructible and unbreakable."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen raised his head in astonishment, looked at Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, without tears, and said secretly in his heart:

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to die!"

"The Queen Mother... Woo woo... I'll never see you again..."

He never thought that Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, who looked thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had a kind face, would also be the "accomplice" of his grandfather Yan Wang.

God, why can't he think about it for a while, and he wants to come to Zhongping to kill himself?

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen's eyes fell on his unreliable father's blue and swollen cheeks, and he couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and pretended to be calm and said:

"Ahem, King Zhou, I suddenly remembered that there was still a copy of the Chenghua Dynasty that I hadn't reviewed, so I left first."

While speaking, Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen quickly summoned out the space passage and ran away.

He originally thought that this formation was like this, flickering and flickering.

Who would have thought that it was actually refined by Mrs. Yan's grandfather and Zhou Wang Zhu Hu......

And that's it?!!

Looking at the entire chat group, who doesn't know that the magic weapon refined by Mrs. Yanwang's grandfather is the most unreliable!

He hasn't lived long enough!!

On the side, Ming Sizong Zhu Youzhen and Ming Shizong Zhu Houxi also followed quickly behind Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen and said:

"Emperor Xianzong, I have something to understand, you and I will go to Chenghua to discuss it in detail."

"Go together, go together."

Zhou Wang Zhu Hu looked at the backs of these three people fleeing in a hurry, and said puzzledly:

"Qi Zhen, what do you say is wrong with them?"

"This king is not a blue-faced fanged evil cult, as for being scared into this appearance?"

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen only felt that his legs were a little weak, and said weakly:

"King Zhou, do you think you can let me go first?"

"It's been a long time since I've seen this rebel."

Zhou Wang Zhu Hu shook his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw several cities floating near Daming Mall, and said with a smile:

"Qi Zhen, you can't run, if you leave, who will take this king back to the Zheng Unification Dynasty?"

"By the way, you said before that Yan Gou bullied you, right? Go, this king will take you to take revenge. ”

Subsequently, without waiting for Ming Yingzong to refuse, Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, patted the storage bag on his waist.

In the next second, a cold and powerful fairy sword flew out and landed in front of the two of them.

Zhou Wang Zhu Hu jumped lightly, jumped on the fairy sword, turned around and stretched out his hand, and said:

"Qi Zhen, what are you still doing? Come on. ”

"Don't worry, this fairy sword was given to this king by the fourth brother, and it was specially used to hurry."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen trembled, his face was full of grievances, and he reluctantly climbed onto the fairy sword, with only one thought in his heart.

If he is wrong, Grandpa Yan Wang can directly ban him, even if he is a concubine, he is willing.

Instead of letting Zhu Hu, the king of Zhou, bring him here to die.

He really wanted to go home.

……

Great Song Wucheng.

Zhao Guangyi, Taizong of the Song Dynasty, looked at Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Qin Shi Huang who were fighting fiercely from a distance, gently pinched the iron sword in his hand into powder, and asked:

"Big brother, do you think that martial arts can defeat the immortal path and the secret art of supernatural powers?"

As far as the eye could see, behind the two of them were hundreds of soldiers who had cultivated martial arts, without a piece of armor on their bodies.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin touched his chin and said with a sneer:

"Tingyi, you asked the wrong person."

"You didn't consult with me before, you made your own decisions and chose martial arts, why do you want to ask me now?"

Zhao Guangyi, Taizong of the Song Dynasty, showed embarrassment on his face and explained:

"Big brother, I was driving a personal expedition at the time, thinking about martial arts cultivation and immortal cultivation, and I thought that martial arts were more powerful than immortal dao."

"No matter how strong the supernatural power is, it can't hurt the body, as a result, who would have thought that the Immortal Dao would be so powerful."

At this moment, Song Taizong couldn't wait to grab Emperor Wu of Han and Qin Shi Huang and force them to question!

Obviously they are all emperors, why do they have to be so non-martial arts!

His current martial arts cultivation can barely resist the Hongyi cannon, and these two people are about to shatter the heavens and the earth!

Isn't this pure bullying him?

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin said in a strange voice:

"Emperor Taizong, you are the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and it should be up to you to decide what the Great Song Emperor cultivates."

"I'm just a common man, and I speak lightly."

……

Meanwhile.

Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was standing on the wall of the Great Sui Divine City and walking around anxiously, constantly complaining:

"Alas, why can't Che'er understand my hard work, if I could beat the First Emperor, I would have made a move a long time ago."

"He is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, how can he take advantage of the momentary bravery?"

"It's over, the group leader is in retreat to recuperate, and there is no one to persuade them at this moment."

It can be said that Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty at this moment, is really anxious and angry.

Sui Gaozu Yang Jian glanced at the rebel son who was still fooling the queen of Qi Gao Wei in the chat group, and said:

"Guang'er, why don't you think of a way soon?"

"If they continue to fight, the people in the vicinity will suffer."

Originally, Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty had ordered the people within a radius of fifty miles to move away.

Now seeing that these two people are fighting more and more fiercely, regardless of their surroundings, it is obvious that a radius of fifty miles is not enough to be used as a battlefield.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty raised his head, spread his hands, and said casually:

"Father, this is the Han Dynasty, not the Great Sui, what do you care about so much?"

(End of chapter)