Chapter 623 Submission of Resentment Monthly Ticket)
Chapter 623 Dowager Resentment (Second, please recommend a monthly ticket)
The world in front of you is quickly broken .- -We. All generals who are struggling to fight have disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, the silence was restored. Between the world and the earth, there were only Zong Shou, as well as the opposite side.
But behind Zong Shou's never noticed, the man who had a similar seven -point man from Zhang Huai, was slightly stirred up.
Zong Shou was also laughing. Next, the one on the opposite side, it is estimated that it should be to play again.
If you start again, that's the seventh.
For this king, this battle is not the victory, and then the defeat is later, the defeat of the next, the ambush on the ten sides.
So this Guangwu battle, even if the draw is defeated.
I don't know when I will lose it--
But then, Zong Shou was slightly surprised. This broken picture did not recover and returned to this Guangwu battle. At the beginning.
The king of Xiang Wang was more and more explosive, and it seemed that he had lost all his patience.
Zong Shou's consciousness felt a few anxious ideas.
Suddenly, he waved the halberd and shook his point at him. The eyes behind the nails were surging!
Is this not ready to restore the Battle of Guangwu, do you want to do it directly?
Zong Shou frowned, and then laughed again, holding the sword hanging on his waist, holding his hand,
Looking out of the sky, the expression was implicitly implied.
"Do you know? Although I admire your use of soldiers like gods, I have a unparalleled troops.
"Since the banquet of Hongmen is so generous, I let go of that person. Why not heroes in the end? Go to capture his parents and be chopped into meat."
Naturally, the Han king was not good. It is said that when he escaped at one time, he suspected that the horse was slow, and he kicked his parent -child and got out of the car.
"Killing the king is unfaithful and unjust .- -We. Listen to the faithfulness, but also self-destroy the Great Wall. What can you do?"
"If I am Zong Shou, I will only be ashamed by people like you!"
The black armored figure suddenly revealed the anger.
When the anger was rushing, a vast and unbelievable idea also impacted.
This is an invincible halberd! Because of the invincible in faith, the meaning of this halberd is also an invincible halberd!
Zong Shou's body is slightly leaning back. In the illusion, although it is intangible, he still feels his own ideas.
This is the ancient Xiang Chu Bawang in ancient times? It really is a strong mountain!
Then you look at it. You have invincible halberds, but my Zong Shou asked myself, and the sword in my hand never lost to others.
Even if the eternal heroes are really rumored, they resurrected in front of them, dare to pull swords, and dare to fight!
When I thought about it, Zong Shou's hand also came out of the sword. Then there was only a thousandth of fingers.
Zong Shou's thoughts, in this moment, were almost forcibly bombarded by the invincible halberd. The idea was ignorant, but it was subconscious. Once again, he came out!
It was a sound of ‘铿’, and the continuous sound of the one after another. A halberd continued to be blocked by the sword light. However, it was forged by the sacrifice, but he was forged by the heavy hammer.
In the worst, I almost lost my consciousness. I could only rely on their own instincts, fighting, and resisting! The shape of the body is also constantly retreating, and the human shape condensed in the phantom mirror has become illusory.
The cub, the unicorn, kept neighing with anxious worry. It seemed to be urging him to withdraw from this illusion.
The fantasy heart mirror also kept vibrating, which was a warning.
Zong Shou ignored it, and all his thoughts turned into chaos. Only one consciousness still remained. It was like a pillar, supporting his mind.
It is becoming clearer and clearer, and it is becoming more solid and indestructible.
——You can’t lose! If you lose, you will die! How can you allow yourself to lose in the hands of such a person?
Even if he is truly an invincible overlord, he must fight to the end!
Gradually, Zong Shou's face gradually regained its calmness. When he swung the sword in his hand, it became even calmer. Even if the whole person was like a small boat, he was about to be submerged in the shadow of the halberd in the sky at any time, but he still had no trace of it.
The smoke of fireworks is ethereal and elegant.
Within ten feet is his unbreakable sword domain!
Still suppressed by this unparalleled tyrannical momentum, Zong Shou could always guard the ten feet of space around him with his Yuanyin Sword.
The dazzling silver sword shadow suddenly formed a seamless 'circle' with dazzling light and shadow. It also seemed like a ball full of air. No matter what kind of force, it could not be broken into pieces, and it would only usher in a stronger one.
rebound.
The sound of swords and halberds clashing became more and more urgent, and the rain hit the banana trees continuously. I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how many blows were exchanged.
Zong Shou's sword has been broken several times under the pressure of this big halberd. But every time the sword is broken, Zong Shou can always draw a new sword from his scabbard.
This is the world of thoughts, and wherever the heart goes, it can be condensed.
It's just that every time the sword is broken, Zong Shou's aura becomes a little weaker. After all, it is transformed by the mind, and after the sword is broken, it will also affect himself.
When the seventh sword finally failed to hold on and broke into pieces, Zong Shou pulled out his last sword from its sheath.
At this time, his thoughts were like a candle flickering, as if the storm would be extinguished if it got a little stronger.
However, he was laughing at this moment. The sword of Yuanyi was divided into yin and yang. In this battle, he had defended it for long enough. In the next battle, he should also turn into a yang sword.
I just don’t know if this sword can determine the outcome?
If you can’t win, you will lose! Then you will die!
This thought passed through my mind, and there was a soft whistle of "swipe" in front of me. The silver sword light shone suddenly and penetrated into the shadows of the heavy halberds.
But a moment later, before the sword penetrated the black-armored man's throat, Zong Shou's 'expression' suddenly froze.
I saw the countless halberds in front of me suddenly dissipated like the wind. And the burly black-armored figure in front of me also disappeared without a trace.
And the collapse of this world preceded it.
Have you already won?
Zong Shou's body was frozen in mid-air, his eyes full of doubts.
No! It's not that I won, but that King Xiang, who has exhausted his soul and resentment. After all, it's just a residual soul, not the true body of the invincible overlord.
With a "hey" smile, Zong Shou put away the sword in his hand.
Then he looked behind him, only to see that there was nothing behind him. He couldn't help but frown, as he always felt that someone was behind him.
Is it an illusion?
Never mind him! In short, it seems that I have passed this level.
The world shattered and returned to nothingness. Zong Shou could only see countless figures walking towards him in front of him again. Their faces and figures were lifelike, but they were all green and pale, and looked sad.
Some people simply held up their heads, while others had shocking wounds all over their bodies.
However, the clothes he wore were quite luxurious.
After a quick glance, Zong Shou knew that what he saw in front of him must be the resentful souls that were really bound up in the Throne of Abi!
The royal families of the six tribes were used as blood sacrifices by the First Emperor.
It's a pity that at this time, without blood food and supply for ten thousand years, it is already very weak.
Zong Shou couldn't help but smile weakly. At this time, his spirit was empty. No matter how weak these guys were, he no longer had the strength to deal with them.
Fortunately, he had both the Huanxin Mirror and the Fire Qilin around him at this time.
When he was fighting against the remnant soul of King Xiang, he was unwilling to borrow any outside help. But he was not stubborn about the royal families of the Six Nations, and he had to kill them all by himself.
His temperament is like this. The stronger he is, the less willing he is to bow his head. He must defeat him with his own hands and be defeated by his own sword before he feels comfortable. However, he has no interest in these so-called royal families.
"You are just a slave who wants to subjugate your country, but you dare to attack me and take over my soul? You are not overestimating your own capabilities, so get back here!"
Red flames suddenly burned in the void of the sea of consciousness. Cyan mirror light also shone from the void.
These resentful souls were all wailing and screaming. They retreated like a tide, and then retracted into the Abi throne, hiding deep in the forbidden area and disappearing.
Zong Shou had no intention of pursuing him and just forced him back. But he was thinking in his heart that if there was a chance, it would be best to find two eminent monks or someone like Chong Xuan, the great master of Shang Dynasty, to kill the Abi Emperor.
For resentful souls, it is better to transcend and purify them.
As for these royal families of the six countries, let them have a chance to reincarnate.
The First Emperor wanted to use the essence, blood and soul of these people to protect the Qin State for thousands of years and an endless inheritance.
His Zongshou disdain, and he is not willing to borrow the power of these dead people.
Although he only lived in a corner at this time, with only fifty provinces, less than one percent of the original First Emperor's territory, he still had such confidence.
Speaking of eminent monks, wouldn't there be a Pure Sound by your side? Of course this girl can't be counted, but she comes from a famous Buddhist family, maybe she can help him recruit one or two.
Thinking like this, Zong Shou was about to withdraw from the illusion mirror. Then he said "Hey" and felt a wave of information suddenly rush into his mind.
Without taking a closer look, Zong Shou opened his eyes, and then saw several eyes in the Chongzheng Hall looking at him worriedly.
It's not unexpected that Xuanyuan Yiren and Wu Shui are together. What happened today may make them worried.
Only Kong Yao's gaze surprised him a little, it was curiosity mixed with worry.
When he saw Zong Shou open his eyes, he looked at him, and then turned his head away in a panic.
Zong Shouzheng felt strange and wanted to confirm whether he was wrong. He suddenly heard the voice of an old man next to him: "Thank God, your Majesty finally woke up. It couldn't be better!"
Zong Shou immediately frowned, "Ren Bo? It's this old man again, he really makes a scene."
Turning around, I saw Ren Bo standing there. There were also dozens of important officials from Qiantian Mountain, lined up in two rows on both sides.
It seems that he, as a king, has really neglected his duties. I have never seen several of their faces. Some of them only have some impressions.
I vaguely remember that it should be a few senators in the Senate Hall. Nowadays, there are cliques and cliques there, making it a mess, and these people are the leaders of the factions.