Chapter 923 Painting in the DPRK
Bai Yu listened to the report from the people below with expressionless expression, and nodded slowly, "First capture our Xia Dynasty, and then use our Xia Dynasty as a base to counterattack the human race?"
"Interesting." Bai Yu's lips curled up.
If Bai Yu wanted to, he could set up a teleportation array now and set up an ambush to attract the army of the corpse tribe to kill him.
only......
Bai Yu narrowed his eyes and heard some sounds from the coalition forces. Although he would not cause trouble for these people because of such a small matter, this does not mean that Bai Yu would help those who whispered to him in vain.
"Can't they fight? Let them continue fighting. I can't control the rest, but no foreign race can think of my territory!"
"Report——" The shout of the commander from outside the palace came from, "Great joy, great joy, report to Your Majesty, General Huo Qubing led his army to attack Huachao. Huachao was destroyed and the world of Emperor and Heaven was unified."
The shouts of the messengers spread throughout the imperial palace, then throughout the Yangdi City, and then quickly spread to all directions like flames.
In an instant, the whole world was ignited.
Daxia once again ruled one great world, and Daxia has occupied another great world!
Except for the high-level officials of Daxia, ordinary people did not know that Daxia had already conquered cities and territory in other worlds.
They only knew that the Xia Dynasty was the first invincible dynasty to unify the world through ancient times.
These ordinary people have never heard of the heavens and the world. In their worldview, this world is all.
In a trance, I learned that Daxia had captured another world that was no less than this world. At first, I was at a loss, and then pride that emerged from the depths of my heart! Ecstasy!
They didn't even know why they were happy or proud, but they were inexplicably excited.
Of course, most of these are young people.
Bai Yu was standing high in the top of the attic of the Imperial Palace, looking up at his head with his hands behind his back. In his eyes, there were not only blue sky and white clouds, but also endless golden light. A huge golden dragon with no head and tail floating between the golden sea of clouds.
After the news spread all over the world, the fortune of Daxia became increasingly condensed, and the golden dragon of luck almost condensed into substance, with golden scales shining brightly.
If Emperor Tian is unified, he should also get a summoned place for the entire history, because Daxia is still just an imperial dynasty, and every time he breaks through a force of the same level, he can get a summoned place for the entire history.
Bai Yu couldn't help but smile. This might be pretty good, because it's not difficult for Daxia today to break through an imperial dynasty.
But if you really give up the promotion of the Divine Dynasty in the Great Xia because of this quota, it would be a waste of the foundation and the end. Therefore, Bai Yu's choice is to go with the flow, neither forcing nor forcing. He has always believed that it will come naturally.
There are special ways to promote the Divine Dynasty, with tedious rituals, steps and materials, but it does not mean that these steps must be relied on to promote the Divine Dynasty.
Bai Yu had a bold idea in his heart.
The Great World of Emperor and Heaven, Painting Dynasty.
Huo Qubing showed a look of surprise on his face.
Huachao has been captured, and all the cities have been taken down one by one. In the end, he also took the Huachao Palace yesterday.
What is claimed to be the one who has broken the Hua Dynasty.
But the picture in front of me was a little wrong. The palace in front of me was magnificent, just like most palaces, and there was no difference.
But at this moment, the edge of the eaves of the palace turned black, and drops of ink slid down the edge of the eaves.
The walls outside the palace are tall and majestic, but ink is constantly pouring out between the gaps between the wall bricks.
A day and night passed, and the depths of the palace had turned into a black lake, with ink rolling, causing large waves to swallow the houses.
Some palace maids, eunuchs and other servants in the palace have long been swallowed up by the Black Mo Lake. What’s even more strange is that no one from the imperial clan of the Hua Dynasty came out.
It was like dead, and the entire Painting Palace was silent.
The mount under Huo Qubing's seat suddenly roared, and his limbs were on the ground, and the cavalry mounts behind him were all hissing.
Huo Qubing quickly ordered that all the cavalrymen ran out of the city and flew into the sky.
All Fengxu cavalry have spiritual gods and above, and can fly in the air.
When Huo Qubing flew into the sky, he saw a scene that shocked him. The ground under his feet turned over!
It's like a page of paper, like a piece of paper that is spread out and then rolled up, and the earth is rolling like waves.
The thousands of miles of rivers, the endless forests, the city walls and the people all became picturesque scenes!
At first glance, everything you see is spread out, and the earth is turned upside down in an instant, as if time and space are confused.
"Stay!" Huo Qubing roared, and a sharp aura appeared outside Feng Xu's body, like a sharp knife.
This painting also seemed to deliberately avoid the scope of Huo Qubing's location, not because of fear, but because of unwilling to let some stains on his painting.
call--
The wind was howling, and the deafening wind roared beside the eardrums.
The page of paper is lifting higher and higher, and everything is passed is loaded into the painting. Huo Qubing leads the cavalry to rush out. He doesn't know what the outcome will be if he is involved in the painting, but he has no intention of trying.
Finally, Huo Qubing watched the painting turn into a painting that drifted away from the mysterious and unknown cracks in the space.
In the painting, there are mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, and humanistic.
What a magical power this is, Huo Qubing is in a state of great emotion.
It’s not that he has never seen the Immortal King, but even those Immortal Kings do not seem to have such a big deal.
What's even more terrifying is that this painting dynasty has been passed down for countless years. Even the people in the painting dynasty have survived on this land for countless generations. I'm afraid that even they themselves have forgotten their identity and the identity of the person in their painting.
Huo Qubing suddenly thought of a custom of Huachao. People in Huachao rarely leave their hometown, and even after leaving their hometown, they must be buried on the land of Huachao after they die.
The earth under my feet was empty, all filled with plowed black soil. From a very high point, I looked like a large layer of scraped skin, revealing the bloody flesh below.
A strong smell of ink spreads from under your feet and drifts in the air.
"Go back." Huo Qubing returned immediately, and he had to tell His Majesty what happened here.
Yao Chong thought he was joking with him when he heard what Huo Qubing said, but when he saw that Huo Qubing looked like he was not fake, Yao Chong's expression became solemn.
The left hand pulled and touched the void in front of you, and a light curtain was slid out. The light curtain was a high aerial view of the Emperor Tian Great World. In the west of this aerial view, a piece of abrupt black was so conspicuous.
After a while of silence, Yao Chong enlarged the area, which was a huge black piece of soil, as if it was soaked in ink for many years.
This abnormality occurred after the Huachao was captured by the Xia Dynasty. It was impossible to tell whether it was good or bad. It was necessary to send someone to check it before it could be confirmed.
Chapter completed!