Woo——

The trumpet sounded in the royal city.

On the street, people who didn't know what was going on were talking about it.

But soon.

There were countless soldiers wearing armor and looking serious, parading along the street.

Holding weapons in hand, the team quickly walked through the streets and alleys, driving away all the ordinary people who stopped because of this incident, looked towards the direction of the royal city, and chatted with each other.

During this process, even if they met those divine-blood nobles in gorgeous clothes, the soldiers would treat them equally.

Because this is an order personally issued by Zhao Wuling, the general of the royal city.

As for the Grand Sima, or the ruling tycoons such as Wu Mujun, none of them showed up, and they all unanimously acquiesced.

They all know what day today will be.

During this special time period, no accidents can be allowed to happen.

And Zhao Wang Palace,

When the horn blows, the ancient bell rings.

People related to today's major events.

They all showed up one by one.

Before that, all the guards in the sacred hall of the royal palace had been driven away by Lord Wu Mu.

At this time, the sun is setting, sunset is approaching, and dusk is falling.

Follow him as he stops in front of the sacred and dazzling royal palace.

Just looking back,

Then I saw several figures, one after another in the void, stepping out.

First, a giant carrying a heavy hammer, wearing mottled combat boots, half of his body naked and with countless scars on it, arrived first.

To his left is a middle-aged man wearing court robes and a majestic black robe, but with a vague expression of displeasure on his face.

King Zhao, who ruled from the royal palace, was of direct blood, and there was no King Mu;

General Zhao Wuling, and Grand Sima Yu Xiang!

Since then, the three giant figures currently in charge of the Zhao family have all arrived!

besides.

A wisp of breeze that seemed to be everywhere turned into a Taoist man in blue shirt. His brows were smiling, as if he was one with nature.

Just as the Taoist in green shirt was about to arrive, there were two chess pieces, one black and one white, in the void. They worked together, opening and closing the yin and yang. Two mysterious and unpredictable beings walked out beside him.

Both of them are wearing black and white clothes, but the details of their clothing are very different. One is more mysterious, and even his face is hidden in the hood, making it difficult to see clearly.

On the other hand, the other person's aura always revealed a sharp edge, but his face looked extremely kind and smiling, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

It is the three great sages from hundreds of schools of thought who are dormant in the city of King Zhao——

Dao Mai Zhuang Zhou, Yin Yang Dongjun, Mr. Zongheng Guigu!

The six giants arrived in front of the palace!

Immediately afterwards, the movement stopped for a moment.

But as a red color appeared in the distance, filling the sky, another climax began!

It was an extremely cold sword intent, vast and majestic, and even transformed into a celestial phenomenon, suppressing the feeling of dusk and twilight.

I noticed this strong and hot sword energy.

Everyone has feelings and looks back.

Especially Lord Wu Mu, who was pregnant with the king's blood, was even more frightened at this moment, and couldn't help but look towards the source of the movement.

At this glance, he saw the figure in white that appeared in front of everyone in just one breath as his sword turned into a rainbow!

He has a calm demeanor and a fluorescent long sword that is red all over and engraved with ancient black bird patterns is held in his palm. Even though he is young, he still has the demeanor of a master.

It’s Ji Qiu!

At this moment, seven giant figures have arrived!

Letting out a breath of turbid air, Wu Mujun's eyelids trembled.

For some reason, when he first saw the sword held by Ji Qiu, he had a feeling.

A slight feeling of fear!

It's like seeing a natural enemy!

How ridiculous!

But now there are so many people and it’s a critical time.

Lord Wu Mu calmed down and still suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

He turned his eyes away inadvertently and stopped looking at Ji Qiu. He just calmed down his mood and then mentioned the nobleness that belonged to the king's blood again.

Then, he brought out a bit of gentleness and seemed less inaccessible. He nodded to everyone present one by one:

"I believe that you all know who this horn is playing for."

"So I won't go into details here."

He paused, then began to speak in an extremely sacred tone, looking at the slightly desolate royal palace set off by the dusk, and continued to speak:

"My lineage from the Zhao family has been established by King Wu for more than a thousand years."

"Now, the king has declined to the extreme and fallen into madness. He is no longer willing to conquer other countries and drink blood to survive."

"He wandered in the vast northern desert, where countless heroes of the Zhao family fought in the cemetery, and gave the final royal decree for my Zhao family's ministers."

"Convene a war ceremony and bury the king in the Northern Desert!"

"And all the great sages from other places are all powerful men invited by me and the general."

"Your strength has been recognized by me."

"So today, we will participate in this sacred sacrifice together with our generation!"

Wu Mujun's eyes were burning, his expression was solemn, and then he raised his arm with a wave of his hand.

The golden wine bottles displayed on the table in front of the palace floated out of thin air and were poured into the cups one by one. There were seven in total, which was exactly the number of people.

Afterwards, Lord Wu Mu waved his sleeves and presented the wine to the giants:

"Everyone, please drink."

"Then, come with me to the king's presence and give my king of the Zhao family a grand send-off!"

Listen to these impassioned words.

Ji Qiu stood aside and watched, but did not refute.

But just like everyone else, he drank all the wine and then gave up.

This is a war festival.

As the direct blood of King Yong of Zhao Wu, Lord Wu Mu was also the most legitimate successor. His enthusiasm for King Yong's oral instructions and convening of war ceremonies was unparalleled.

Even Zhao Wuling didn't seem to be as active as him. This person didn't even know what price and chips he had to pay to drag the leaders of the Strategist Family and the Yin Yang Family into the game.

You can invite them.

The things promised should be extremely important.

At least Zhao Wuling verbally promised to give Ji Qiu a Nine Cauldron.

The other few are not easy to get along with either.

Even if the lion doesn't open its mouth too much, it may not be small if you think about it.

Just looking at the gloomy face of Zhao's Grand Sima, Ji Qiu knew that among all the people present, he was the only one who was the most unwilling.

However, one person is weak and his words cannot stir up much trouble.

after all

Now that the previous king has passed away, a new king has ascended the throne.

Ji Qiu smiled.

If nothing else happens, this should be the case.

Of course, none of this has much to do with him.

In his eyes, only the luck treasure called the 'Yongwang Ding' by King Yong of Zhao Wu was the most important.

As long as he sacrifices and refines the Nine Cauldrons left by the Zhao Kingdom, his cultivation level will increase a lot. At that time, he can go east and suppress the Lord of Jiang Qi together with the Jixia disciples, and he will have the confidence to travel all over the world.

, Gather Jiuding,
To be continued...