In the vast northern desert, there is an unbeatable ancient road. "Your Majesty..."

Listening to the soul-stirring roar, and seeing the figure of a single person stirring up boundless sand, Zhao Wuling clenched his fists, feeling a little unbearable.

At the same time, Lord Wu Mu, as the legitimate son of King Yong of Zhao Wu, had a hint of fear on his face at this time.

That was his father, a shadow that would linger throughout his life.

Even if he becomes an ancient man with divine blood, he is only one step away from being awarded the title of king. Even if King Yong of Zhao Wu is already in his twilight years as a hero, or even falls into madness, he is at his weakest.

But when facing him, Wu Mujun still felt powerless.

Therefore, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong today and to get all the remaining gifts from King Wu after his funeral, Lord Wu Mu even invited three great sages from hundreds of schools of thought at a high price!

All the planning is just for this day! If it comes true today, from now on... there will no longer be any constraints on King Zhao Wumu's head!

"Father!" "Today I am here to fulfill the last royal mission for you!" "Everyone, please come with me..."

"Bury the late king!" Oh!

Pulling out the dazzling golden sword, as the direct descendant of King Yong of Zhao Wu, Lord Wu Mu showed a bit of bravery. He looked at the figure that was condensed with countless boulders, and was about to be ready to go, and drank with all his strength!

Immediately afterwards, the long sword was unsheathed! At this time, dusk was setting, and wild sand swept across.

In this ancient battlefield, there are seven ancient beings from different regions.

As the countless boulders made of gravel soared into the air, the string that had been tight finally broke completely!

The ancient king who fell into madness gathered hundreds of thousands of gravel boulders, and at the moment when the war started, they continuously smashed towards the seven beings.

There was a low roar in his mouth, and his blood-red eyes opened, revealing that tough and fierce face.

The chains rubbed against the red armor. King Yong of Zhao Wu looked up to the sky and roared loudly. He grabbed the war spear and launched his charge!

Bang!

Perhaps Lord Wu Mu has the same blood flowing through his body, perhaps for other reasons.

When Ji Qiu and others were about to take action, the first person chosen by King Yong of Zhao Wu was his legitimate son who he had personally taught!

Seeing countless boulders coming towards him, Mr. Wu Mu looked solemn, and the golden sword in his hand continued to glow. He was not yet worried about this method.

But when he blasted away the boulders.

But he saw a figure that looked like a red lion, shaking the earth like a mammoth, holding an ancient war spear, and then leaping into the sky, about to cross a long distance and attack him.

Feeling the huge sense of oppression, his expression finally changed: "Father...Father!"

Yu Vukong took a step back, and even the golden sword in his hand couldn't help but dim slightly.

Even if he falls into madness, the power of the past remains.

If Lord Wu Mu really meets King Yong of Zhao Wu head-on, he will still be timid before fighting, showing deep fear, and even his own strength will be indirectly affected.

"How can you be a king if you are timid before fighting?"

"What's more... we are facing this king of divine blood who was once known as the number one killer!"

Mr. Guigu, who was from the Zongheng lineage and was invited by Lord Wu Mu, narrowed his eyes. Although he also felt the oppressive feeling on King Yong of Zhao Wu, like a black cloud destroying a city.

But as an extraordinary pioneer, even if a crisis strikes, he can still remain calm and look for opportunities to break the situation.

I saw Guiguzi's two sleeves, one black and one white, rising with the strong wind. The moment Wu Mujun changed his color, he waved his sleeves and laid a chessboard reaching the sky in the void!

"Vertical!" The so-called vertical means combining the efforts of all the soldiers to defend against the enemy!

There are chess pieces interlaced in the void, shrouding the undefeated ancient path, and as Mr. Gui Gu takes action, people such as Ji Qiu and Wu Mujun are within the scope of the chess game.

My mind was suddenly refreshed, and I felt a sense of clarity and an indescribable mysterious power blessing my body.

"Keep your mind and keep your energy!"

Ji Qiu held Tai'a in his hand and realized that when he drew his sword at this time, his strength should increase by nearly 30%, he couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

"Is this what Zongheng means?" "It's really extraordinary." The light in his eyes flashed.

But Wu Mujun was shocked. With Guiguzi's timely blessing, he narrowly avoided the blow. Finally, he was breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his forehead.

If someone hadn't taken action just now...he almost fell down. Just when Wu Mujun narrowly avoided it.

Zhao Wuling's giant hammer flew across the sky and was heading straight towards King Zhao Wu Yong Tianling! "Your Majesty, I will see you off at the end!"

With a somewhat sad roar, the general of Zhao State burst out with great power, even more powerful than when he fought Ji Qiu before!

In the previous confrontation with Wang Cheng, he actually withheld his hand!

I saw that dark giant hammer, mixed with the power that seemed to be able to crush the void, and the energy penetrated the sky. With just one swing of the hammer, the yellow sand turned into a storm, causing the vast northern desert to shake the ground!

Even though the Great Sima Yuxiang was reluctant, after seeing Lord Wu Mu almost fall, he knew that this was a critical moment and he couldn't be careless.

Therefore, with the help of Guiguzi's "manipulation" technique, Da Sima manifested a seal of majesty, and turned one palm into a giant hand holding the sky, as if to directly suppress the mad king!

At the same time, Mr. Wu Mu, who had recovered from his illness, his golden sword once again bloomed brilliantly, and his golden sword energy shone brightly in all directions!

The three strongest ancient giants in the Zhao Kingdom took action together! The movement seemed to be able to penetrate the vast Northern Desert! Bang!!

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, all turning into dust!

In an instant, the storm destroyed all the walls of the unbeatable ancient road.

Only behind King Yong of Zhao Wu just now, the dim and broken statue with a vague three-dimensional outline is still standing and has not been damaged.

Gui Guzi blessed him with his skills, and the people who had been invited to assist him no longer delayed any more.

Zhuang Zhou's eyes were indifferent, and he cast a spell on the sky, summoning a virtual form that was suspected to be a 'Kun Peng', which almost covered the sky and the sun, and suppressed the desert. Dong Jun crossed his palms, and his face was hidden under the black robe.

, I don’t know what I am muttering.

However, Ji Qiu secretly sensed that following Dong Jun's movements, the unparalleled and brave King Yong of Zhao Wu, the 'god' swaying with inner fire, seemed to be entangled with an unknown...

things.

"It's a big battle, everyone shows off their special abilities..." Ji Qiu seemed to be sighing.

Immediately afterwards, he lightly twisted the sword in his hand. Without using much strength, he symbolically used Tai'a's sword intention to create a sword light that was not inferior to anyone else's.

After all, his goal is the tripod.

Whether it was Zhao Wu and Wang Yong's dying counterattack, or some unnecessary changes afterwards, he had to take everything into consideration.

Therefore, it is still correct to use more methods. But who would have thought that seven people would join forces to attack, and the movement would be earth-shattering.

However.

As the air flow exploded, countless visions exploded on the mad king wearing red armor. When the smoke and dust dispersed, only a large cauldron carved with mountains and rivers was seen standing in front, and the figure holding the cauldron behind...

.Unexpectedly unscathed!

"This!" For a moment, all parties were silent!

Even Dongjun, Zhuang Zhou and others had solemn expressions in their eyes. King Yong's Cauldron!

It is rumored that it is suspected that the Jiuding was a sacred object in those days. As a treasure of luck, it can draw on the power of mountains, rivers and earth for resistance. It is a treasure held by King Yong of Zhao Wu!

He was going crazy. He didn't expect that he could still use it! "It's difficult." Zhuang Zhou, who was standing next to Ji Qiu, couldn't help but whisper.

With the protection of this cauldron, it is somewhat difficult to suppress this mad king with magical powers in a short period of time.

And if we can't win this person in a short period of time... the consequences will not be that simple. Sure enough.

As the fluctuation dissipated, the spear-wielding figure remained silent.

He even took advantage of the one-thousandth of the gap to step on the giant cauldron, his arms gushing out with great strength, and holding a war spear, he directly grabbed Zhao Wuling, who was closest to him, and stabbed him in the chest.

, swung it violently, and was completely blown away!

Fast, almost to the extreme! Even if you are unconscious, your fighting instinct is still there!

Zhao Wuling saddled his horse and was nothing more than a general. Even though he was a general, he was nothing more than a pawn before the king!

Because everything he has learned in his life has been taught by him, and he cannot be better than his master, so how can he resist?

The seal struck by Da Sima Yuxiang's giant palm held up to the sky, but it had no effect at all. He was horrified when he saw Zhao Wuling shouting loudly before being knocked away.

"this..."

He couldn't help but lost his voice, but before he finished speaking, the war spear turned its edge and stabbed straight at him. In a moment of embarrassment, he dodged left and right, but he did not avoid it, so the wounds on his body continued to appear...

Even if he is a descendant of divine blood, it is difficult to say that he can compete with such an intense attack!

This is the case with the great generals and great Sima of Zhao State. They just tried their best to resist, but they had already reached their limit.

As for Lord Wu Mu, who looked ugly, he said nothing, but the sharp edge of the golden sword was unable to break through the blessing of King Yong's Cauldron.

That was... one of the Nine Cauldrons of the Xuan Shang Era! And King Yong of Zhao Wu devoted his whole life to its sacrifice.

Could it be that he could break it? "No wonder..."

Seeing the mad king's figure showing his madness for a moment, Ji Qiu finally understood why when deducing Zhao Wuling's fate, he calculated that the war ceremony had failed, and that in the following decades, there would be no replacement of the throne of the Zhao Kingdom.

It turned out to be because they couldn't kill King Yong of Zhao Wu at all! Even if he had gone crazy or even fallen into insanity!

Zhuang Zhou and others only had some spare energy, and it was impossible for them to fight tooth and nail for this.

Therefore, even if the three giants of the Zhao Kingdom tried their best, they could not bury the King of Killing! Dongjun’s brows under his black robe frowned: “It is too difficult to curse and kill a king of divine blood.”
To be continued...