After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

Rong can't come back.

He can't come back either.

The sacred fire of the Yan tribe swallowed Rong completely, and there was no sound after that, as if such a person did not exist in the world.

Zuo Daoqi stood on the stone platform in the cave, and the scorching heat continued to hit his face. He did not use magic to block it, but quietly looked at the eternally burning holy fire.

The Yanjun flag in the holy fire slowly shrank until at a certain moment it completely disappeared.

Zuo Daoqi knew that Rong's blood sacrifice had entered the most important moment.

He wants to refine the Yanjun Banner and his own into the Unfettered Banner, and give the Unfettered Flag its spirit so that it can have the function of being refined by others. As the spirit grows, it will become more powerful. powerful.

Perhaps, in Rong Xin, whether the tribe can be free is what he cares about most. The second thing should be to let the Yan tribe reach its peak again and stand tall in the outside world.

Zuo Daoqi thought to himself.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zuo Daoqi stood there like a sculpture, waiting quietly.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed in the bloody world.

He still doesn't know whether the speed of time in the Blood Wasteland is the same as that in the big world, but whether it is half a month or half a year, he will continue to wait.

Outside, the people of the Yan tribe had spontaneously lined up, waiting for the melting.

At this moment, Rong is the bravest warrior in the tribe.

Another half month has passed.

Changes finally appeared in the calm holy fire. Things like ripples appeared one after another, and a flag slowly rose into the sky.

It is still a triangular flag, but the flagpole has changed a bit. There are complicated patterns on the originally smooth flagpole.

Perhaps because he had been controlled by Zuo Dodge for a period of time, he could feel the flag's closeness to him, like an ignorant newborn child looking forward to the caress of his parents.

Zuo Daoqi did not go to get the flag immediately, but looked at the holy fire in the distance. Although he knew that Rong could not come back, he still had some expectations.

Unfortunately, expectations do not turn into reality.

The flag slowly flew into Zuo Dodge's hands under the firelight. He squeezed the flag tightly, and then a look of determination appeared on his face.

'Clan Chief Rong, I...will definitely carry your wishes and lead the people of the Yan tribe out of this bloody world. ’

He poured his mana into the flag, and there was a response from the new Unfettered Flag, as if it were a real magic weapon.

Come alive.

Zuo Dodge was not surprised, he just felt the changes in the Unfettered Flag.

The abilities he had before will naturally not disappear, and he can still break the ban, but in addition, he also has a unique function, fire control.

Zuo Dodge put away the flag and walked out.

The cave door slowly rose.

Outside, people from the Yan Tribe looked at them eagerly, eager to see that familiar figure.

"Dear alien visitor, may I ask... where is Rong?"

Xiu's voice was very small, filled with deep expectations. He did not dare to speak loudly, as if the last hope in his heart would be shattered if he spoke loudly.

Zuo Dodge responded with silence.

Ignoring Xiu's words, he continued walking forward.

Until he reached the front, he saw everyone in the Yan tribe and saw the attentive faces.

The friendship between Rong and Rong was too strong. Although Rong kept saying that he was weak and was the weakest clan leader in the history of the Yan tribe, Zuo Daoqi didn't understand witchcraft, but he could also feel that Rong had some cultivation.

If he really escapes from the bloody world, he can continue to live and pursue a higher realm.

In ancient times, there is nothing more important than this.

It was just a person whom I met for the first time, who risked his life to help the tribe for its freedom.

What a kindness this is.

He stood on the top of the mountain and glanced at everyone in the Yan tribe.

"Rong...is gone."

"Before he left, he begged me again and again to take the nobles out of this world, and I agreed.

I know that you don't trust me, and I can understand it. This is human nature. No one will trust a person who looks too young when they meet for the first time. So do I.

Only Rong...he is different.

I don’t know how to express my sincerity. At least, before I die, the Yan tribe will not die in this bloody world.

Words are always too little to express, I like to use actions to prove my words.

Now, I want to ask you, do you choose to believe in me, believe in the me Rong chose, or do you let down Rong's passion and let his blood sacrifice be in vain.

answer me! "

The people of the Yan tribe looked at each other. Some were whispering, some were expressionless, and some were just looking eagerly at the cave behind Zuo Daoqi.

"willing!"

Some crying sounds sounded.

It's from Xiang.

"Rong can sacrifice his life for the tribe, so can I!"

Xiu's voice was filled with tears and determination.

After the merger, he is the candidate for the next clan leader.

After he opened his mouth, he seemed to have a very unique infectious power.

Scattered voices began to respond.

"I do too!"

"I do too!"

Eventually, this scattered sound turned into a shocking unity.

"I'm willing!"

A trace of relief appeared on Zuo Daoqi's face.

Looking at the people of the Yan tribe below who were all over the mountains and plains, they were all looking forward to him taking them out of this world.

There is a saying that a sad soldier must win, which seems to perfectly explain the current situation of the Yan tribe.

In fact, he doesn't know what kind of help the people of the Yan Tribe can bring him in the world of Tianxuan, but after all, this is the rule of the battle of Tianxuan. For the sake of the Yan Tribe and Rong's hard work, he will not be arrogant. .

"Okay! In that case, I will organize 300 people. Tomorrow at this time, we will hold a ceremony for Rong. After that, we will enter the damn Chosen World in front of Rong and let him see with his own eyes how the Yan Tribe is going. Bleeding the wasteland!"

"only."

Left Dodge turned and left.

The next day, it was the same place again. Zuo Daoqi took three hundred warriors selected by the Yan tribe, with Xiu in the middle.

He kept his word, Rong could sacrifice himself, he was just participating in the battle of the chosen ones, so why not dare.

Rong's rituals were very simple. Perhaps after the Yan tribe came to this world, there were too many people sleeping forever, and their rituals became too simple.

It just triggers the holy fire on Yan Mountain, illuminating all places in the Yan tribe, allowing everyone to bathe in the glory of the warriors.

Rong is certainly a warrior.

When everything was ready, Zuo Daoqi stood at the front of the team and led the people from the Yan tribe to the center of Blood Island.

He took the first step and reached out to touch the flag in the center.

In the dark, it seemed as if someone was speaking in his ear.

‘The battle of the Holy Chosen One begins! ’

There were inexplicable fluctuations in the air, and a strange force twisted and changed in the air.

A bloody vortex slowly appeared in the void.

This is a space passage leading to the chosen battlefield.

Zuo Daoqi looked back at Xi and the others behind him, said nothing, and just walked up the passage with a solemn expression.

A strange feeling of weightlessness emerged in my mind, and then the world began to spin.

Everything has changed.

It is still a blood-colored world. Blood seems to be the background color of the Blood Wasteland world. Everything related to the Blood Wasteland world is blood-colored.

It's just that this world is different from before. There are living creatures.

In the distance, cow-like creatures were walking quietly on the ground. In the middle was an extremely large blood cow, thirty feet in size.

Xi took a step forward, looked at Zuo Dodge, and said softly.

"Dear alien visitor, the rules of the battle of heavenly choice, it seems that it is the battle of blood beasts again."

"The battle between blood beasts?" Zuo Daoqi asked doubtfully.

Although it is the first time for Xiang to participate in the Battle of the Heavenly Chosen, there are too many ancient warriors from the Yan tribe who have participated in the Battle of the Heavenly Chosen. The rules of each Battle of the Heavenly Chosen are different, and the Blood Beast Battle is one of them. .

The rules are very simple, kill the blood beast group and get the blood waste point.

The one with the most blood waste points is the final winner.

Zuo Daoqi also understood the role of tribal warriors at this moment.

The blood beast is a very unique creature, or an existence bred by the rules of the blood waste world.

They always appear in groups, and among them there is a leader.

The leader needs the aliens to fight on his own, and those ordinary blood beasts need the warriors of the tribe to deal with them.

If you don't follow the rules, the blood beast leader will be randomly resurrected in an ordinary blood beast, and the ordinary blood beast will also form a new blood beast leader.

Every time you encounter a blood beast, you need to kill them all. If there are any blood beasts left, you will not be rewarded with blood waste points.

Understanding flashed through Zuo Daoqi's eyes.

I see.

This bloody world is really playing with people's hearts.

This requires that the tribe and the aliens must work together, otherwise a blood beast will escape and the battle will be completely defeated.

After listening to Xiu's explanation, Zuo Daoqi looked at the Xue Niu in the distance. He did not directly order an attack, but asked.

"What if we meet another tribe?"

A cruel look appeared on Xi's face, "Of course... it's killing! Every tribe is a fat sheep in another sense. If you kill or recapture their extraterrestrial visitors, you will get all their blood waste points."

Zuo Daoqi's expression did not change, as expected...is that so?

This battle of Heavenly Selection is really cruel.

He took a step forward and said immediately.

"You guys wait here, I'll go ahead and see if there are any other tribes."

Xiu knew that Zuo Daoqi was powerful. He nodded and organized the warriors of the tribe to wait in line.

Zuo Dodge moved, tapped his toes on the ground, and flew out, reappearing hundreds of meters away.

The speed... doesn't seem to be too limited.

From this point of view, only the principles and sources of Tao cannot be perceived.

In this case, the martial arts master seems to have an advantage in this battle of natural selection.

After all, in general, the master's practice is based on the artistic conception of the Tao source, but the master's reliance on and application of the Tao source is far less than that of a real person.

What they are better at is hand-to-hand combat.

In a world like Blood Wasteland, the most important method is hand-to-hand combat.

Traveling hundreds of miles along the way, Zuo Daoqi did not see the end of the world of Tianxuan, nor did he encounter other tribes.

He stood in the air.

It seems that the size of this chosen world is beyond my imagination.

Returning to the location of the Yan Tribe again, Xiu didn't have any major emotional changes regarding the news he had learned.

He seemed to have known this would happen.

"The world of Tianxuan is very big. The location where we appear is at the outermost edge of the world of Tianxuan. The blood beasts here are very rare. If you want more blood waste spots, you can only go inward."

"Inside? Which direction is it?"

Xi's eyes were incomprehensible, and he said meaningfully, "No matter which direction it is, it is all inward."

Zuo Daoqi instantly understood that this was the rule of the world.

Wherever they went, they met people from different tribes, in a sense.

The world of blood waste encourages tribal confrontation and does not want people to be left alone.

Zuo Daoqi didn't say much, but said to Xi.

"Get ready to start harvesting our first blood waste spot."

He said, looking at the group of blood cows in the distance.

Xiang nodded.

After a while.

Zuo Daoqi was the first to fly out. The Demon Locking Tower in his hand bloomed with mysterious light, pouring a different color into this bloody world.

The starting point is still the familiar Guang Mo Feng and Lei Fa. Fortunately, the most basic earth, fire and feng shui in the world seem to be there. Although the two methods are somewhat weakened, they are not serious.

The blood cow seemed to be irritated and became restless in an instant. The huge blood cow rushed towards Zuo Dodge first.

Mou~

Like a signal of some kind of attack.

In an instant, thousands of cattle galloped on the blood-colored grassland, and the earth trembled.

The strength of this blood beast is too great, right?

Zuo Dodge couldn't help but feel worried.

It's not that he is worried for himself, but for the people of the Yan tribe.

Can they deal with ordinary blood cows?

The blood-niu leader's Qi has reached its peak.

This is a bit scary, you know, this is the outermost area.

He couldn't help but feel lucky that Jiang Liyan didn't agree to come in in the end.

Otherwise, in such a blood beast battle, Jiang Liyan might not be able to deal with even a stronger blood beast.

But what he said...

Facing the leader of the blood cow, while strolling in the courtyard, he broke off the limbs of the leader of the blood cow and he fell to the ground.

He did not kill the Blood Ox leader, but waited for the outcome of the battle on Xi's side.

Otherwise, they failed to kill all the ordinary blood cows. If he killed the blood cow leader, the blood cow leader would be resurrected in an ordinary blood cow.

The fighting style of the Yan tribe and the witchcraft they practice are very skillful, and Zuo Daoqi can solve the problem faster than Zuo Daoqi imagined.

Witchcraft is like a series of spells that act on one's body, such as three heads and six arms, three eyes, plant body...

It's like a strengthening spell cast on oneself.

But these spells seem to be permanent?

Let those people from the Yan tribe look like monsters after taking off their outermost clothes.

No wonder the witchcraft will be eliminated. In a sense, the immortal way is like an evolved version of the witchcraft. The practice of the witchcraft will make you transform into a monster. No wonder the legendary murals handed down from ancient times all look like human beings. Strangely shaped, it turns out this is what they really look like.

These three hundred people are the three hundred most powerful people in the Yan tribe today. According to the current level, they are all at least fifth grade, and many of them are fourth grade. Xiu is at the peak of fourth grade. If he is outside, maybe he is already It's third grade.

The speed at which these blood cows were defeated was beyond Zuo Dodge's imagination.

About a quarter of an hour later, the countless blood cows on the bloody grassland completely collapsed.