In the Yangjian, in the Heavenly Court of Lingxiao, in front of the Palace of Eternal Life!
At the most critical moment, after a roar and a strong wind, Zhong Shan appeared on the square.
He used his own body to block the officials of Da'ao and all the crises in Lingxiao Heavenly Court.
At this moment, everyone in the Lingxiao Heavenly Court cheered for Long Live the Holy King! The capital was jubilant, and the sound shook the sky.
In the square of the Palace of Eternal Life, all the officials burst into tears of joy and kept worshiping the Holy King. At this moment, the ministers felt excited and relieved. After five years, everything was worth it. They were right. The Holy King was back!
After paying homage to Zhongshan, the ministers stopped talking and looked at the group of great immortals and the ancient immortal King Qi Ming with hatred.
Zhongshan is like the backbone of everyone. Once the backbone arrives, there is no fear.
In the distance, the Minister of War, Lang Zhen, who was injured in the pit, widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at Zhongshan in the distance, Lang Zhen's head was pounding.
A feeling that the sky is falling roared out in Lang Zhen's heart.
Zhongshan is not dead? Is he really not dead? Langzhen's chest keeps rising and falling, his mind is in confusion, seeing Zhongshan, Langzhen has already seen the future of Da'ei, is Da'ei's energy exhausted? No, Da'ei is really starting to boil.
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Thinking about what I have done over the years.
Rebellion! Treason! Surrender to the enemy! Fail to surrender to the enemy?
"Ha, haha, hahaha, the Holy King is back, the Holy King is back!" Lang Zhen laughed like crazy.
Emotionally unstable, under constant impact, the former Shangshu of the Ministry of War of Da'ai, Langzhen, is now like a madman, laughing and crying, his mind is confused, and he is completely disabled.
At this time, no one paid attention to Lang Zhen. No matter in the eyes of King Qi Ming and others, or in the eyes of Da'ao ministers, he was already a dead man with no possibility of living.
Crazy? Not being crazy can absolve you of all culpability!
Zhong Shan stood proudly in front of others. His eyes were like lightning, staring straight at King Qi Ming in the sky.
King Qi Ming's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and his face twitched, alive, Zhong Shan is still alive? How is this possible?
After glaring at the enemies in the sky, Zhong Shan looked at the ministers behind him.
"My dear friends, thank you for your hard work. I came back late!" Zhong Shan said.
"I am waiting for my duty!"
"I deserve it!"
"I know the Holy King will come back!"
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The ministers were excited and incoherent, but Zhong Shan did not blame them because they were the most precious ministers of Da'ao.
Lin Xiao, Shui Jing, and Shui Wuhen all had excitement flashing in their eyes, and Zhong Shan looked at them with trust and gratitude. There was no need for the three of them to say anything more. Seeing the look in Zhong Shan's eyes,
The three of them felt that all the grievances they had endured in the past five years were worth it.
After appeasing the officials, Zhong Shan looked up at the sky and saw a huge blue cover.
Zhong Shan glared and shouted softly: "Come out!"
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Zhong Shan's body suddenly heard two thundering dragon roars.
As soon as the dragon roared, the sound immediately overwhelmed the worship of everyone in the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, and the powerful sound waves soared into the sky.
A large amount of golden light erupted from Zhong Shan's body, and the entire Lingxiao Heavenly Court suddenly turned golden. The dazzling light pierced the blue cover and dyed the sky millions of miles into gold.
Two giant golden dragons suddenly emerged from Zhongshan's body. They were both nineteen-clawed golden dragons of good luck. The Great Golden Dragon of Good Luck reappeared!
The Luck Golden Dragon soared into the sky and directly broke through the blue cover. For a moment, a strong wind suddenly blew around the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, and endless golden energy gathered from all directions.
Luck, endless luck, and immeasurable merit.
The luck and merits in the Da'ei territory have gathered together again. The destiny of the sky has been recast with great force and momentum!
"Long live Da'ei, long live, long live!"
"Long live the Holy King! Long live the Holy King!"
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There were cheers from all directions.
Below the Lingxiao Heavenly Court, there is the Forbidden Army's camp.
It has been three days. For three days, there has been no news from the Lingxiao Heavenly Court. However, the Lingxiao Heavenly Court was suddenly covered by a blue cover. Many forbidden troops were full of doubts. There were many discussions and the soldiers were distracted.
But without military symbols and orders, no one dared to leave the forbidden military camp, and a few people became deserters.
The generals were helpless and lamented in their hearts, was Da'ao really destroyed?
When the morale of the army was shaken and the generals were lamenting, suddenly, two thundering dragon roars were heard in everyone's ears.
Everyone looked up. The sky had been dyed golden again.
"Luck, that's Da'an's luck!" A general suddenly roared.
"Da'ei's luck and virtue are back, they are all back!" Another soldier shouted.
"Da'ei, long live Da'ei!"
"Long live Da'ei!"
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The reappearance of luck is like giving all the soldiers a stimulant. The previously restless hearts have calmed down! Da'ao is still there, and Da'ao will last forever!
All the soldiers regained their previous pride and danced happily.
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
As endless luck gathers, the most distinctive two-dragon chorus of Da'ao once again resounds throughout the world, and even more so in the hearts of all the people of Da'ao.
"People of Da'ei, I, Zhongshan, am back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Zhong Shan said loudly. And this voice was not meant for the people of Lingxiao Heavenly Court, but for all the people of Da'ao. As long as they were the people of Da'ao, they all heard Zhongshan's powerful voice at this moment.
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Anyone who hears Zhong Shan's voice will feel a strong sense of confidence in their hearts.
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South of the Great Holy Court, Peerless City!
Wushuang City, Xiaoqian World was Zhongshan's first stop when he entered China. With the help of Shui Wuhen's father, he became the city lord, and Zhongshan showed his majestic place for the first time.
Because of Zhongshan, Wushuang City has become very famous. In the center of Wushuang City, a huge statue of Zhongshan was erected.
That was the pride of all the people of Wushuang City! The population of Wushuang City also expanded rapidly at that time, reaching as many as 40 million. It was one of the largest cities in Da'ao.
However, just three days ago, the south gate of Wushuang City was suddenly broken!
The city guard general is Lin Xiao’s eldest son, Lin Ao!
Although Lin Ao could not use troops as well as Lin Xiao, he was definitely better than many other generals in dispatching troops. For three days and three nights, Lin Ao never closed his eyes. He commanded the resistance without sleep.
"South Gate, First Battalion, Sixteenth Battalion, Twenty-fourth Battalion, all go to the south of the city! Resist the enemy!"
"General, it's bad, the North Gate is lost!"
"What? How could the north gate be lost? The city gate there is the strongest, how is that possible?"
"The city wall has fallen down, and we can't stop it anymore. The wall of Wushuang City has fallen down, and once the formation is broken, we can't stop it at all!"
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"Da'ao has been destroyed. Surrender without killing!"
"Da'ao has been destroyed. Surrender without killing!"
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There were shouts of enemy troops from all directions.
Fighting has always been the bounden duty of soldiers. People generally don't care about fighting, they only need to protect their own property. Generally speaking, the enemy troops attacking the city will not embarrass the people, and there is no need for the people to resist. Change the dynasty and start over.
Just the people.
However, seeing a large number of hostile people rushing in, the people of Wushuang City all clenched their fists. Because their anger will not help. Soldiers, after unified training and unified military formation, are particularly lethal. For people of the same level,
Five hundred soldiers can kill tens of thousands of civilians on the battlefield.
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I am temporarily leaving Da'ao so that the world can support me!"
The whole world encourages each other? The people's hearts are full of heaviness, because the people have deeply recognized Da'ao in their hearts, so they are very repulsive towards the enemy.
Watching the army march toward the capital, a man clenched his fists and was about to charge forward.
"Quan'er, what are you doing?" Another person grabbed him and shook his head heavily. Because if you go out, you will die!
After three days of fierce fighting, Lin Ao's army slowly gathered its troops and reached the center of the square, reaching the huge statue of Zhongshan.
There were corpses of Da'ao soldiers everywhere, and everyone alive was wounded.
Wushuang City was destroyed, and three million elite enemy troops surrounded them. Winner and loser, Lin Ao and a group of subordinates, covered in blood, looked at the red-robed general who came forward.
"Lin Ao, hahahaha, after two years, Wushuang City was finally conquered by me. You guys really didn't shed tears until I saw the coffin. You killed so many soldiers in my court. Today, I will kill you to sacrifice my soldiers.
Ling! As for you, Lin Xiao’s son, with you, I can be promoted to the next level!” the red-robed general said with great excitement.
"Today's ruined city will be repaid a hundred times in the future. If no one attacks me, I will not attack anyone. When the Holy King returns, I will destroy your dynasty!" Lin Ao said, covering his injured shoulder.
"Holy King? Zhongshan? That dead man? Okay, I'll wait for him to be reincarnated!"
"General, Zhongshan might be reincarnated as a pussy!"
“Hahahahaha……………………!”
The enemy soldiers laughed wildly.
However, the Da'ao soldiers all clenched their fists and their eyes were bloodshot, while the people from all directions were also paying attention, their eyes filled with tears of humiliation.
"Wushuang City has persisted to this day. Is it the Zhongshan sculpture? Is it your spiritual support? Come on, destroy it for me!" said the red-robed general.
"Boom!"
The statue of Zhongshan collapsed under the bombardment of a group of people. The people in the city gritted their teeth one by one. Anger grew in their hearts.
"Holy King!" the people chanted silently in their humiliated hearts.
"The statue of Zhongshan collapsed, Wushuang City must have completely disappeared!" the red-robed general laughed.
The remnants of Da'ao's army shed tears and closed their eyes. They had no fighting power and could only wait to die tragically!
"Holy King, Holy King, where are you?"
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"Ang~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Suddenly, all the Da'ao soldiers opened their eyes, and there was something incredible in their eyes. Such a familiar voice? Such a familiar voice? Two dragons roaring together? Da'ao's golden dragon of luck, two dragons roaring together?
The soldiers looked at each other in disbelief. They all saw doubts in their eyes and guessed the reason. The people in the city also heard this voice, and suddenly everyone raised their heads.
"People of Da'ei, I, Zhongshan, am back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
It is the voice of the Holy King.
"Father, it is the Holy King, the voice of the Holy King!"
"The Holy King is back, I, Da'ao, am back!"
"The Holy King is back!"
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All the people in the city stood up in shock.
In the central square, the general in red stepped on the head of the Zhongshan sculpture in the ruins, and said arrogantly on his face: "What? Open your eyes together, do you still want to resist?"
But at this time, Lin Ao, who was protected by the remnant army in the center, laughed, with a trace of tears.
"The Holy King is back, kill the invaders!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
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The forty million people in Wushuang City roared.
***: Since I’m away from home and my *** is unstable, this update contains 500 more words***. Also, yesterday’s votes were so awesome, thank you all!