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Chapter 68 The Birth of the Spiritual Race

Chapter 68 The Spirit Race is Born

Even though he was the king of the Dawu Dynasty, he was also Wu Wanqing's father.

If possible, he would rather give up the Dawu Dynasty and just want his daughter to grow up safely.

This is his fatherly love for Wu Wanqing.

"The King of Zhou Dynasty, I, King Wu, swear that I will make you pay the corresponding price."

King Wu gritted his teeth and whispered, his whole body trembling with anger.

Suddenly, Wu Wanqing asked: "Father, the Great Zhou Dynasty is obviously stronger than us, why did it attack me so viciously?"

This puzzled her very much.

The Zhou Dynasty was superior to the Wu Dynasty in terms of military strength and manpower.

Today's Dawu Dynasty has been bullied to a small place on the border. Why does the Dazhou Dynasty still kill people?

After hearing this, King Wu turned around with difficulty, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The former Dawu Dynasty unified the Northern Wilderness.

Even the thousands of Zhou Dynasties were no match for the Wu Dynasty.

But things have turned, and today the Dawu Dynasty has fallen into a small border town.

"well……"

King Wu first sighed heavily and explained: "Wanqing, you don't know something. They are doing this because they are interested in your real dragon luck. The Zhou Dynasty has not taken action because they are waiting for you.

The poisonous dragon's resentment breaks out."

The luck of a true dragon is divided into innate and acquired, and there are also levels.

The innate true dragon has the best luck, and his fate brings the destiny of the king of heaven.

The acquired true dragon luck robs the innate true dragon luck.

"Because the Great Zhou Dynasty has never had a true dragon emperor, they plan to create a true dragon emperor. Now, the Great Zhou Dynasty has robbed ninety-eight people who have the true dragon destiny, and you, Wanqing, will

You are the ninety-ninth. When the poisonous dragon resentment in you breaks out, it will be the time when the Great Zhou Dynasty attacks our Dawu Dynasty."

After saying that, King Wu's teeth gnashed loudly, and his arms were cut off by the Zhou Dynasty.

King Wu wanted to kill the Zhou Dynasty every minute and every second to avenge his daughter.

However, the difference in strength is too great. Regardless of military strength, the Zhou Dynasty has two powerful Dao Emperors in charge.

At the same time, King Wu also heard that behind the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was support from the Lingtian Sect and the Qinglian Sect.

The Dawu Dynasty is already a candle in the wind. From any angle, it is not the opponent of the Zhou Dynasty.

"Ninety-eight!"

Wu Wanqing exclaimed subconsciously.

So, has the Zhou Dynasty used the same cruel means to seize the true dragon's luck?

How could the Zhou Dynasty possess such strength!

For a moment, the hall fell into silence.

What should they do in the face of such a powerful enemy?

Or what can they do.

Despair, helplessness and other emotions spread in everyone's heart.

After a few breaths, the queen's tears fell again. She looked at King Wu and swallowed: "Your Majesty, is there really no way to save my daughter? She, she is so young, she should enjoy the beauty of the world. If I can, I will

I gave my life in exchange for Wanqing..."

Mr. Su on the side sighed and shook his head.

The poisonous dragon resentment has been buried in the princess's body for too long. Even if it is forcibly separated, the young princess will be killed immediately.

Only by killing the poisoner can the young princess survive, and the resentment of the poisonous dragon in her body will turn into the luck of the real dragon.

However, this matter is never that simple.

Behind all this is the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty.

Moreover, since the Dao Emperor was the most powerful person in the Zhou Dynasty, there was little hope of relieving the young princess's hatred of the poisonous dragon.

King Wu also knew that this was impossible.

"It would be great if our ancestor of the Wu family was still here. He would definitely have a way to relieve the poisonous dragon resentment in Wanqing's body."

King Wu lowered his head and glanced at the token on his waist, and murmured softly.

Then he shook his head bitterly. One hundred thousand years have passed and our ancestors have already ascended.

Even if the ancestors are still there, they are powerless against the current Zhou Dynasty.

The two most powerful Dao Emperors are enough to become a giant and despise the existence of the entire Northern Wilderness.

Not to mention the support from the two Holy Land sects behind it.

Therefore, in the eyes of King Wu, the Great Zhou Dynasty at this time was the king of the entire Northern Wilderness.

The Dawu Dynasty is just an ant in the opponent's hands. If they want, they can crush the Dawu Dynasty to death at any time.

"well……"

He sighed, looking so helpless and helpless, and King Wu seemed to have aged a bit.



Hongmeng Continent, within the realm of narrow escape.

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang reported the affairs of the Dawu Dynasty to Chen Xuan word for word.

The power and methods of the Zhou Dynasty.

After hearing this, Chen Xuan showed a rare look of anger on his face.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty, Poisonous Dragon's Resent, good, very good."

Chen Xuan murmured in a cold voice.

If the Zhou Dynasty had only used force to put pressure on the Wu Dynasty, Chen Xuan would not have been so angry.

But the Zhou Dynasty actually unleashed poisonous dragon resentment on its descendants.

It is simply seeking death.

In Chen Xuan's eyes, the entire Tianyun Continent is like his own back garden.

I have been living in seclusion for so long, and little grasshoppers like the Zhou Dynasty have come out to make noises.

"Hei Bai Wuchang, you two will accompany me to the Dawu Dynasty."

Chen Xuan said lightly, looking towards Beihuang with his deep eyes.

"Yes, I obey."

Hei Wuchang and Hei Wuchang knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

At this moment, all the monsters and beasts in the narrow escape realm lay on the ground and roared.

At this moment, Chen Xuan's momentum was astonishing, and the lazy aura on his body disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented fierceness.

Looking at the starry sky, Chen Xuan murmured softly: "When I step into the Earth Supreme, I will leave Tianyun Continent."

The next moment, a cold light flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes and he said: "Before I leave, what I have to do is to eradicate these grasshoppers."

In Tianyun Continent, there was only one voice a hundred thousand years ago, and that was Chen Xuan's voice.

It seems that I have been living in seclusion for too long, and the world has forgotten me.

Back then, Chen Xuan only walked through ten thousand worlds and chose to return to Tianyun Continent.

Just because the world is far from as simple as Chen Xuan thought.

The Tao King Realm can be called the most powerful one in Tianyun Continent, or it can be called the king of the mountain.

But in a world of thousands, there are simply countless of them.

Even if he is the most powerful Dao Emperor, he is nothing in thousands of worlds.

well……

Chen Xuan sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Back then, I was alone with my disciples, without any background behind me."

"Today, I am still alone, with my descendants, and I also have no background behind me."

What a beeping dog.

But to Chen Xuan's relief, the system was reactivated.

You can improve your strength by cultivating your descendants, instead of having to live in seclusion like before.



At the same time, Luo Qingcheng was here.

According to the prompts on the Starfall map, Luo Qingcheng and the two finally arrived at the place where the Spirit Tribe was born.

"Daoran, be careful."

Luo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes looked forward and solemnly reminded Chen Daoran beside her.

Because there were so many people standing in front of me, it was completely dark at first glance.

These people are different from Luo Qingcheng.

The birth of the Spirit Race this time has attracted many forces.

They come from various forces, sects, and dynasties, and they all want to compete for opportunities here.

But people like Luo Qingcheng and others could only stand at the back of the crowd.

Luo Qingcheng still understands the principle of shooting the first bird.

"There are so many people."

Chen Daoran looked at the crowd in front, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

The burning desire to fight ignited in my heart.

Afterwards, Chen Daoran shrugged and said: "However, there is no one who can stand up to the pride of heaven, and any sect genius is too weak."

Luo Qingcheng also nodded. These so-called young talents of the generation are indeed a bit weak.

Most of them are in the spirit nourishing realm, which is simply not enough.

Luo Qingcheng even doubted whether these people could take her sword.

As everyone knows, it is not that these favored men are too weak, but that Luo Qingcheng and the two are too perverted.

A fire-burning stick with an ancient fighting body and the will of a great perfection stick.

Luo Qingcheng, on the other hand, possesses the Great Sun Divine Body and has an immortal weapon in his hand.

Such a wealth is simply not comparable to that of ordinary powers.

"It seems that that young man is the one who is suitable to be my opponent."

Chen Daoran murmured softly, turning to look at a young man holding a spear not far away from him.

This person is none other than Zhu Wuyan!


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