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The phoenix's mournful roar did not wake up King Chu Ling, but made him laugh even more rampantly.

Wisps of dansha flew out, petrifying Xiong Mao's calves as well.

Chu He stood on the altar, you can look down on the entire Zhanghuatai, outside Zhanghuatai, there are warriors wearing black Xuan armor, constantly rushing like a tide, the soldiers who originally guarded Zhanghuatai, but they all seem to have been drained of their spirits, and they have an advantage in numbers, but they are defeated and retreated.

Zhanghuatai has nine gates, and one door separates a piece of heaven and earth.

At this time, several of the nine-fold gates were directly opened by a surprise attack from the inside.

"It's Mo Chenghai and his disciples. Chu He knew it.

No wonder Mo Chenghai had to bring his disciples in.

These muscular stupid people, although their brains are not good, but they all have the courage of a thousand people. As long as you put on enough armor, you can temporarily block the attack of hundreds of people with one person and forcibly open the palace gate.

Turning his head to look at King Chu Ling, King Chu Ling seemed to be crazy at this time.

is still dreaming of his own immortality.

In fact, even if King Chu Ling remained awake, he was afraid that he would not be able to do anything at this moment.

"In this situation, we have to speed up the progress of the dungeon, if the dungeon is completed before the rebels attack the altar, then I still win this game. Chu He's mind quickly and calmly analyzed.

The next moment, he directly raised the Zhurong Dead Wood Staff, wearing a phoenix feather robe, mobilizing the huge energy gathered by heaven and earth at this moment, and also absorbing the huge power of Chu State's qi and luck without hesitation, turning into two huge figures.

"I will go out of the east, according to my threshold, Fusang, caress the rest of the horses, and the night is bright... "The mouth of the Chu River sang an ancient ballad.

The two huge figures gradually became clear.

This is the illusion of Dongjun, one of the ancient sun gods, but the Chu River with the help of the luck of the Chu country gathered here, with the help of Zhurong dead wood staff, condensed the illusion of Dongjun, and delayed time with the illusion of Dongjun.

With the protection of the illusion of the East Monarch, even if the rebels attack, they can't penetrate the protection of the illusion of the East Monarch for a while.

The rebels pushed all the way and soon reached the bottom of the altar.

Xiongju was dressed in armor, holding a thick bronze sword at his waist, and strode over.

Just behind him, many tigers and wolves, with cold faith and fighting spirit in their eyes, followed closely.

You have betrayed your people, your ancestors, and the heavens. Now that you have no way out, for the sake of your brother, I allow you to throw yourself into the rest of the five tripods and cook yourself to death. Although Xiong Ju looked up at Xiong Qian, his eyes seemed to be looking down on him. Where is there still a little bit of humility and flattery in the past.

The current Xiongju king's aura is exposed, and before he has obtained the throne of Chu, he has already condensed the prestige of a dignified king. Obviously, King Chu Ling is really exhausted.

King Chu Ling only came back to his senses at this moment.

When he saw that Chu He was still beside him, and there were two huge Dongjun illusions, as if they were embraced, protecting the entire altar, the original madness turned pale, and gradually stabilized.

"Xiongju! You didn't win! I didn't lose either! I still have a chance, as long as the medicine bead is thoroughly practiced, I will be able to live forever and lift the Jiuding. At that time, the world will naturally return to its heart, and the vanished luck will be quickly replenished. I will be the emperor of the whole world, not just the king of Chu. King Chu Ling stared at Xiong Ju deadly.

As the king of a country, although King Chu Ling is stupid and brutal, he is not really stupid, he will not ask why Xiong Ju is opposed, let alone why those traitors rebel against him.

Because the opposite is the opposite, if Xiong Ju wins, these people are right, they are doing the right thing for heaven, and there is no way to fight the army.

If Xiongju loses, then these rebellious people will naturally be sent to hell by King Chu Ling, and their relatives, family members, and even future generations will be reduced to slaves, and they will be inferior people for generations.

In this case, what reason, what reason does it matter?

"Xiong Qian! You still dream of being the emperor of the world, and you still want to become an immortal emperor like the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors? It's ridiculous! Look at what this is!"

When a sand table-like thing was fiddled up, with Xiong Ju's finger, the scene of Shangying was revealed on the large plate.

At this time, in Shangying, the palace of the king of Chu had fallen, and the long flag representing the bear house had been erected above the palace of the king of Chu.

The picture changes again, and many cities in Chu are the same.

A banner was raised, representing the end of the royal power of King Chu Ling.

In one fell swoop, the whole world was opposed.

King Chu Ling has completely lost his country.

At the same time, behind King Chu Ling, the remaining five treasure tripods also exploded four at the same time.

The wailing sound of the phoenix resounded throughout Zhanghuatai.

The originally huge Qi Luck Fire was constantly shrinking, and the refining power of the medicine beads was naturally fading.

Seeing the Dansha regrouping on the medicine beads, King Chu Ling was completely flustered.

"No... How could it be!" King Chu Ling's expression was frightened, and it was difficult to calm down.

"Of course! Now you have been stripped of all the glory that belongs to a king. You can no longer represent the Chu State, and naturally you can no longer mobilize the luck of the Chu State for your own use. Xiong Qian, you lost!" Xiong Ju said loudly.

Chu He stood aside and sighed.

The defeat is like a mountain, how helpless it is.

King Chu Ling's broken ship is unreliable.

The current situation is that once Xiong Ju attacks the altar, he, the 'courtier' of King Chu Ling, will definitely die a miserable death.

"I'm sorry!" Chu He said.

King Chu Ling was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Chu He and laughed wildly: "Haha! Even you want to betray the widow? This medicine bead is also a gift you gave to the widow, do you think Xiongju will let you go, and attract the criticism of the world? As long as he kills you, how many people's hearts can he collect?"

"So... I didn't think about embracing Xiongju as the new king!" Chu He took out the tortoiseshell knife and slashed towards King Chu Ling.

King Chu Ling is actually extraordinary, but there are very few actual combat applications, at this time, in a state of confusion, he didn't have time to fight back, he only knew how to dodge, but he was cut off by Chu He's arm and fell to the ground.

"Xiong Jie! Rebel ministers and thieves! Kill the king! You deserve to be hit by thunder and die!" King Chu Ling shouted loudly in the face of the butcher's knife raised high by Chu He.

And under the altar, Xiongju had a mockery on his face, as if he was watching a dog eat a dog, and the final madness.

Chu He's killing Xiong Qian was also a good thing for him.

Although there is almost no righteous lord in the Spring and Autumn Period, it is somewhat a good thing to have one less stain on killing his brother and seizing the throne.

Swish!

King Chu Ling's head flew up, blood splashed on Xiong Mao's face, her eyes suddenly had a little more brilliance, as if she had just come back to her senses, her eyes swept to see the surrounding scene clearly, although she did not scream loudly like an ordinary woman, she was also stunned, and she seemed to be completely confused about what the situation was now.

Chu He didn't have time to appease this senior sister, but held the body of King Chu Ling and threw it into the last flames.

When the body of King Chu Ling was burned, Chu He bit his fingers, dripped blood into the fire, and prayed loudly: "Emperor Gaoyang's Miao descendant Xiong Qian, the unfilial son of the ancestor of cholera, is here, please crown the ancestor with the heroic spirit of the ancestor and give him the throne of the king of Chu." It will be Kuangfu Sheji, and I will always consolidate my great Chu country. ”

Xiong Ju was stunned for a moment, and was about to point at Chu He to laugh at his indiscretion.

After all, in terms of blood, the Chu River is only a side branch, far from being pure, and is not qualified to succeed to the throne as the king of Chu, unless all the royal family of the Chu family is dead.

But the change of red clouds in the sky in the next moment, as well as the return of the flame of luck, made the expression on Xiongju's face change from mockery to consternation... Or even horror.