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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Nine So there were people who came from the darkness of darkness, chasing the light!(1/3)

Chaos is emerging in the world of Kyushu.

However, even so.

This ancient land has not fallen into ruin.

In the lightless darkness.

One candle after another, starting from this moment, a weak flame bloomed.

What they have to do.

Just to make this world that has long been ignorant.

Return to the way it was before eternity.

So the turmoil... began.

And the creatures that belong to this era.

Exactly, the witness.



Zhao Wangcheng.

The mournful horn is blowing.

Almost half of the people on the streets were stained with blood, and even the air was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

Broken armor and broken weapons can be seen almost everywhere on the ground.

And the king of this capital.

At this moment, he was filled with murderous intent.

Qin Zheng walked through the long royal road, holding a head in his hand.

That was the head of the great Sima of the Zhao family who had supported him in ascending to the throne of King Zhao.

Outside the borders of Kyushu, gods descended on Haojing.

All descendants of the divine blood have received the divine edict.

Even though the Zhao State destroyed all the sacrificial temples because of King Yong of Zhao Wu, it only respected force and no longer respected the illusory sacredness as it did in the past.

It can be derived from the inheritance of the bloodline source.

But it made them have thoughts they shouldn't have.

Because of the intervention of various schools of thought.

The promoted class in Zhao State has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He was unwilling to let his power fall into the hands of others, and hoped for a higher status in his heart.

After receiving the divine edict from Lord Tianxing, Grand Sima Yuxiang, one of the three original giants of the Zhao family, developed a desire for turmoil. He entangled a group of old dignitaries with the intention of subverting the royal government, and fled everywhere, under the banner of Lord Tianxing.

Call this vast land of Zhao to change its banner.

But he underestimated Qin Zheng.

From a weakling who relied on the power of others and could not change the overall situation, the king today seems to have become incredibly powerful.

Therefore, the former Great Sima was destined to fail.

And this also caused the Zhaowang City today to be stained with blood.

Qin Zheng held the head and slowly walked to the edge of the mottled wall of the royal city, looking out at the yellow sand outside.

He knew from the last words of Grand Sima Yuxiang that the rumored Tianxing Lord from the origin of the Zhao Kingdom was about to set foot on this land.

Qin Zheng even seemed to sense the murderous thoughts of the gods locked on him.

But, so what.

He threw the head in his hand to the ground casually. At this moment, Qin Zheng's face was filled with iron blood and chill.

He stretched out his hand in the direction that seemed to have the projection of a god, his face was calm and fearless:

"God is not immortal either."

In the royal city at this moment.

Gathering together the most numerous and most prosperous extraordinary beings from hundreds of schools in the world.

The Qi, which was like a torrent of human nature, slowly gathered behind him and turned into a pillar of light reaching into the sky, reflecting Qin Zheng as if he were a king on earth.

In other words, he is only one step away from the realm of the Lord of the World.

Precisely because of the strong momentum, even if it is the projection of God... it may not be impossible to kill!



The long black water submerged the former Xuan Shang.

At this time, the large black-topped ship with the Yin Yang family's mark engraved on it slowly passed by.

Among the ships, only Dong Jun, dressed in black robes, was sitting cross-legged.

However, there was an old voice that was completely inconsistent with his voice, slowly coming from the canopy:

"Chaoge..."

"It's been a long time since I last saw you."

That sound

The sound carries memories.

There are a lot of regrets mixed in with it.

In response to this, Dong Jun, whose face was covered in a black robe and whose expression could not be seen clearly, spoke at the right time:

"The great witch has appeared. Thousands of years have passed and you have recently recovered. Have you finally recovered?"

His tone fluctuated slightly.

Obviously, at this moment, he was somewhere between reality and reality, and the person he was talking to was not an ordinary person.

"Resuscitation...actually I woke up a long time ago."

"But the reason why I haven't shown up for a long time is because the time has not come yet."

"But now, the ancient gods have descended to the realm again. If we don't take action, Kyushu will be in ruins again."

"I can feel that the energy of Jiuding and Jiuzhou is slowly gathering on people outside Tianzhou. The sons of the new era, who are like King Xuan Shang back then, are slowly beginning to show their prominence."

"This will be the beginning of change."

"As long as this calamity passes, the sky will be high and the sea will be vast, and the era that has gone away will eventually return."

"So, I want to take action to completely disperse the projection of an 'old friend'."

In the void, there seemed to be an old man in a witch robe holding a wooden staff, looking in the direction of the Wei Kingdom, his tone filled with vicissitudes of life.

He has gone through a long period of reincarnation.

The Yin Yang family was founded based on the inheritance he left behind.

Now that he has woken up, all the old things have become a thing of the past. Even the king has sunk into the black water, and it is difficult to see the sky. Looking around, it seems that he is the only one left in the world.

But this great shaman from the Xuan Shang era didn't care.

Because the darkest and turbulent era has passed, and now we are just facing mere projections.

Far from that scary.



Level to the ground.

After refining the Nine Cauldrons of Jiang Qi and Nan Chu with the Heaven-Bending Dao Body.

The aura on Ji Qiu's body has reached its peak.

Open your eyes at this time.

The trinity of essence, energy and spirit, although Ji Qiu's Taoism, is still a long way from the realm of Yuanshen.

But after refining the Jiuding, Ji Qiu is now blessed by Huanghuang's human destiny. He stands in Jiuzhou, but his combat power is terrifying!

It can be called a half-step soul!

[Shanhe Ding]

[Grade: Holy Object]

Ji Qiu practiced in a bedroom under Jixia.

He slowly smiled when he saw that although one of the Nine Cauldrons was missing, the remaining eight parts were enough to be called Tao soldiers. When combined with each other, they still had power comparable to the Tai'a Sword.

"I said before that I would suppress Emperor Zhou."

"Now that everything is ready, and there is a sacred lower realm, just like the east wind blowing, it's time for me to set foot in Haojing!"
To be continued...
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