1023. People like Zhao Jing, dont come here next time.
"boom--"
In the distance, between heaven and earth, a golden flying carriage was galloping towards us.
The carriage was pulled by five ten thousand-foot-long golden dragons, and its frame was forged with Xuantian colored gold. This carriage alone was worth at least tens of millions of high-grade Pantian stones.
Each head of that ten thousand-foot golden dragon is in the realm of heaven and earth, and has its own world of heaven and earth.
This kind of mythical beast is the overlord in this world. Unexpectedly, it can only pull carts.
"royal!"
"The royal family of the Immortal Dynasty is coming!"
There was a sound of exclamation all around.
I thought that the one who came to reward me was the Immortal Dynasty guarding the Golden Palace in Wulingzhou. Unexpectedly, even the royal family was alarmed.
A battle to conquer the sky led by the county government can actually allow the royal family to personally award rewards.
"When the royal family arrives, I wonder what kind of rewards they will receive."
Some people are envious, others frown.
Although Han Muye's achievements this time were great, they were not so great as to require the royal family's intervention.
On Wulingzhou, no royal family has appeared in public for at least ten thousand years.
"Pantian Immortal is coming to Yun Tapir Marquis Zhao Jing and asks General Han Muye to come out to greet him."
A voice sounded from above the golden frame.
This voice was full of majesty, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to stir. It was clearly blessed by the great avenue of this dimension.
This is the power of God among the officials of the Immortal Dynasty.
On Yunxu Mountain, the sword light flowing all over the sky paused, as if it was suppressed by the pressure of the Immortal Dynasty.
But in the next moment, the entire Yunxu Mountain became illusory.
"Escape into the void of heaven and earth!"
"Yunxu Mountain can actually break through the origin of heaven and earth and is not suppressed by the Pantian plane!"
In front of the mountain gate, low voices sounded.
Countless cultivators raised their heads and saw that the mountain gate was also illusory, and the expressions on their faces changed.
In front of the royal family of the Pantian plane, the mountain gate is directly hidden into the void. What is this?
Could it be a direct provocation?
Ahead, the golden dragon roared, and a sky-shaking energy and blood turned into a pillar of light on the golden frame.
A middle-aged man wearing a golden uniform and a light blue jade crown stepped out of the carriage, stood in the air, and looked at the illusive Yuxu Mountain in front of him.
Yun Tapir Hou Zhao Jing, royal status.
With that surging Qi and blood, he was clearly a strong person in the Domination Realm.
The realm of dominance is the absolute overlord level in Shenhe County.
"Han Muye, I'm here to announce the reward to you, won't you accept it?" Zhao Jing shouted, and a golden war spear appeared behind him.
On top of that battle spear, there is a swirling source of power that makes people surrender just by looking at it.
This is a war gun with hidden origin power, second only to the dominance level.
Such treasures will have unimaginable combat power in the hands of Zhao Jing who is in the Dominion Realm.
"catch."
On Yunxu Mountain, a voice sounded faintly.
Han Muye, dressed in a green robe, appeared in front of the mountain gate.
"I have fought for the Immortal Dynasty for a hundred years and accumulated hundreds of millions of merits. I want to see what the Immortal Dynasty will give me."
Han Muye's words spread thousands of miles, making the surrounding practitioners' eyes sparkle.
Although I felt that Han Muye's attitude was wrong and not respectful enough, what Han Muye said was correct.
After fighting for the Immortal Dynasty for a hundred years, what rewards the Immortal Dynasty will give is related to the majesty of the Immortal Dynasty in the eyes of countless practitioners.
"Imperial order, Han Muye, the commander-in-chief of Shenhe County's Tianzheng Campaign, has fought hard for a hundred years and has outstanding military achievements. He is now conferred the title of First-Class Weiyuan Marquis."
"In addition, it is reported that Han Muye is in charge of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal. According to the rules of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard, Han Muye is the commander of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard and can be in charge of 30% of the Heaven-Suppressing Guard."
First class warlord.
Take charge of 30% of the Zhentian Guard.
Zhao Jing finished reading the imperial scroll in his hand, raised his hand to hold it, and looked at Han Muye.
"Marquis Weiyuan, Commander Han, are you satisfied with this reward?"
Below, countless practitioners looked at Han Muye with envy.
Climb to the sky in one step and become a prince in one battle.
This is what countless practitioners on the Pantian plane long for.
The first-class war lord, which is the level second only to the Duke of the Immortal Dynasty, is already the most powerful level in the Immortal Dynasty.
There is such a reward in one battle, which is generous enough.
Looking at the imperial book in Zhao Jing's hand, Han Muye looked calm.
"May I ask Marquis Yunxi, what price do I need to pay to get this reward?"
His words brought a chuckle to Zhao Jing's face.
"After all, Han Shuai, who has commanded millions of troops, understands that if you want to get something, you should pay the corresponding price."
"80% of the materials exchanged for tens of billions of military merits will be handed over to the Tianzhen Guards."
"Hand over the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, and then ask yourself to guard the outer lands for a million years."
Zhao Jing glanced around and looked at the illusory Yunxu Mountain, with a smile on his lips.
"You can safely leave this swordsmanship sect in Yunxu Mountain to me."
"I'll watch it for you and give it back to you a million years later."
Military supplies.
Zhentian Seal.
I also asked myself to leave the Pantian plane.
Zhao Jing's voice echoed, and the faces of the practitioners below showed complicated expressions.
Sure enough, it is not that easy to get a reward from the Immortal Dynasty.
Becoming a prince after a battle does not mean that you will be truly recognized by the Immortal Dynasty.
It takes millions of years to guard the outer lands and show loyalty.
What if you refuse?
"What if I refuse?" Han Muye looked calm and spoke softly.
Zhao Jingtian smiled, his eyes fixed on Han Muye, his body's energy and blood surged, and he turned into a huge dragon.
Behind him, the golden battle spear slowly pointed in the direction of Han Muye.
"Do you think I am discussing with you?"
"Or do you think that I am just here alone?"
In the distant sky, rays of divine light surged up, and the figures of strong men wearing golden armor emerged.
Even the illusory Yunxu Mountain was pressed by such powerful forces and seemed to be pulled back to the Pantian plane.
Below, all the practitioners who were going to attend the Tianzhen Sword Sect's reunion ceremony all looked pale and stepped back unconsciously.
This is obviously going to be a peerless battle!
On Yunxu Mountain, sword lights flashed one after another.
"I thought that after returning from a hundred battles, the Immortal Dynasty would reward you according to your merits. It seems that I think highly of the Immortal Dynasty."
"The rabbit dies and the dog cooks, that's what happens in the world."
Han Muye spoke calmly, the large cyan seal in his hand floating in the air.
His figure also stepped into the air step by step, and his body was surrounded by surging sword light.
"If you want this, come and get it."
After his words fell, Zhao Jing gave a long laugh, moved his figure, held the spear in his hand, and smashed it towards Han Muye's head.
Billions of sharp edges were rushing toward Han Muye, intending to smash his body into pieces.
But before the sharp edge could reach it, a green-gray sword light shot out from the big green seal in front of Han Muye.
Behind, on Yunxu Mountain, three hundred and sixty sky-stretching sword lights hit the golden spear.
"boom--"
Zhao Jing's complexion changed drastically, and his precious spear, which he had fused with his blood and heart, screamed sadly, and cracks appeared on the gun's body.
He reached out and grabbed the gun body, and with a bone-breaking force, he and the spear were thrown away.
His body hit the frame of the car behind him, shattering the frame.
The bodies of the five golden dragons were wrapped in the sky-wide sword light, and were worn away layer by layer, turning into golden and red Pantian stones.
"boom--"
The long swords flew up, and the three hundred and sixty long swords swept across, slashing down towards the tall golden-armored warriors.
"I hope the Immortal Dynasty has enough strength and won't let me down."
"Those like Zhao Jing, don't come here next time."
Han Muye's voice resounded hundreds of millions of miles around the world.