Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Eastern Zhongzhou.

On the vast expanse of land, tens of thousands of cities are dotted like stars.

And at the center of the "chessboard", an extremely huge city stands in it.

This city is almost like a country.

The city wall stretches for thousands of miles.

There are cities within the city, and the cities are intertwined, and tens of thousands of mortals live in them.

Rivers are belts, mountains and rivers are chains.

A carriage pulled by Demonic Beasts runs on the ground, and a flying car of Demonic Beasts soars in the sky.

Numerous ground veins are densely covered like spider webs, and the dragon energy is condensed into shapes, transforming into countless three-legged Golden Crow images.

In the center of the city, a towering divine tree made of pure copper stands, piercing into the sky.

Golden Crow and Dragon Qi surround the bronze tree, which is covered with red-gold metal leaves, and three arrogant fireballs hang from the treetops and burn blazingly.

The light and heat are comparable to the sun.

Even at night, this huge city is bustling and brilliant.

The one with such a majestic dynasty is the seat of Shendu, the first dynasty in the east, the Golden Crow dynasty.

The Golden Crow dynasty has been passed down for thousands of years, with a boundless territory and countless strong men.

Inherited to this era, it is even more prosperous like a king every day.

Today, the people of the Golden Crow dynasty are living as usual.

Suddenly, the sky darkened abruptly, and large pieces of Golden Crow weather wailed, flapped their wings and fell from the sky, dissipating invisible 467.

"Boom—"

The ground collapsed in many places in Shendu, and the city walls collapsed, causing a lot of commotion.

Countless Shendu people were startled and at a loss.

A fool raised his head in a daze, his eyes fell on the bronze tree, and his expression suddenly became extremely terrified.

He raised his hands tremblingly and shouted in horror, "Look...too...the sun is out!"

Countless people looked at the bronze tree following the prestige, and then all of them turned pale and dazed.

The sun goes out!

To be precise, it was the huge fireball on the bronze tree that went out silently for a round, so that the light that shone on Shendu dimmed a bit.

Golden Crow wailed, and large pieces fell.

An inexplicable panic spread among the people of Shendu.

For them, the bronze tree and the big sun on the tree are their totems.

It is a symbol of the Golden Crow dynasty.

The unquenchable sun symbolizes the endless inheritance of the Golden Crow dynasty.

From the beginning of many people's birth, the three big suns on the tree have never been dimmed, and they have become more and more blazing.

But now, it went out for a round.

How not to make them feel panic and fear.

For the Practitioner, the extinguishing of the scorching sun on the bronze tree means something different.

Within Shendu, there are countless Daoist Shadow Fei Zhengchen.

Or rely on strength to control the sky, or fly Magical Items, or drive Demonic Beasts

The Shendu Imperial Forest Army on the ground also moved, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Every round of the scorching sun on the sacred tree represents a king-level powerhouse of the gods. Now that the sun is extinguished for one round, could it be possible that the king-level Venerable will fall?"

"Golden Crow is withering and the earth is falling. This is a sign that the dragon energy of my Golden Crow God Dynasty is weakening and the land veins are shrinking. Apart from the fall of King Realm Venerable, what else can make the fate of the God Dynasty and the country change like this?"

"Shut up, don't jump to conclusions on this matter, how could a strong King Realm fall so easily?"

Numerous Practitioners rushed to the center of Shendu worriedly.

On the way, the two scorching suns on the bronze sacred tree suddenly blazed brighter than the sun in the sky.

In the dazzling light, two Daoist figures slowly walked out from the sun.

The aura that belonged to the king's realm enveloped Shendu, and countless god practitioners trembled and fell to their knees.

"Meet the throne."

Countless people shouted in unison, gathering into a mighty sound.

Two figures whose faces could not be seen clearly stood in the void, and their indifferent eyes scanned Shendu.

An inexplicable killing intent spread within Shendu.

"King Golden Crow has met with misfortune..."

A Wang Jing slowly spit out these words.

In an instant, countless people raised their heads in shock. Although they had expected this possibility, it was still unacceptable for the news to be confirmed.

Wang Jing, who is at the top of the Practitioner Pyramid in the entire Profound Sky Continent.

(bdbd) has a long lifespan of thousands of years and boundless power.

Why can it also fall?

"The magic star was born, causing chaos in Zhongzhou. King Golden Crow died for the gods, and died for the common people...

A King Realm powerhouse of the Golden Crow Dynasty said in one sentence: "I will inherit the will of the Golden Crow King this time, and vow to destroy the magic star and promote the power of my God Dynasty!"

The two Wang Jing suddenly released a majestic and immeasurable momentum, as well as a monstrous killing intent.

Countless Practitioners looked solemn, fisted with their right hands, raised their arms and shouted: "Golden Crow will not die, the fire will not be extinguished, swear to kill the magic star, and raise the power of my god!"

"Golden Crow will never die, God's fire will never be extinguished, swear to kill the magic star, and show the power of my god!"

Countless Practitioners shouted in unison, their passionate blood arousing the dragon spirit.

The originally weakened national fortune of the Golden Crow Dynasty has shown an upward trend.

The previously withered Golden Crows also re-transformed one by one to fill the gaps.

Just when countless Golden Crow God Practitioners were filled with righteous indignation, they suddenly heard the sound of tremors coming from their ears.

The sound was like a weapon piercing through the air, but it was more than one, it was countless.

Accompanied by this strange sound, the countless Golden Crows above Shendu suddenly became extremely ferocious, screaming in the direction of the sound.

Everyone turned their heads in amazement.

Then I saw a purple aura spreading across the sky, like a carpet in the sky, heralding the imminent arrival of a certain great personage.

At the next moment, an indifferent voice pierced the sky, like Nine Heavens thunder, crushing the sky, rumbling.

"You don't need to look for me, I'm already here."

The eyes of the two King Realm powerhouses from the Golden Crow Dynasty suddenly tightened, and their aura suddenly rose.

The next breath, everyone will see.

For thousands of miles, the purple air spreads horizontally, and the river of swords and soldiers sweeps across the sky.

A young man with boundless majesty, impeccable beauty, like a big sun, like a heavenly knife, held a beautiful girl in his hand, and walked slowly on the river of swords.

The moment this person appeared, countless Practitioners in Shenchao Nei surged with saber energy and burst out of their bodies.

Those with a low Cultivation Base were directly pierced by their own saber energy backlash and died.

Those with high Cultivation Base, even if they could barely suppress them, the weapons in their hands could not be restrained from breaking free from their control, and merged into the river of rolling swordsmen.

All of a sudden, the Golden Crow panicked, and the corpses of countless Practitioners who had been backlashed to death by the saber energy fell from the sky like dumplings.

Countless people looked terrified, terrified, and couldn't help but retreat desperately.

Before anyone arrived, so many Practitioners could be suppressed and killed just by their aura.

This kind of power, this kind of means, is simply an existence that they have never heard of.

As for the two powerful kings of the Golden Crow dynasty, their pupils constricted when they saw this scene, and their expressions became incomparably serious and dignified.

"This... is the magic star that killed King Golden Crow?!"