Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 676 Yang Zaixing’s choice

For one party's destiny, the fastest way to enhance its strength is undoubtedly the national promotion.

The advancement from the Holy Court to the Heavenly Court and the transcendence of the mundane world brought about the luck and good fortune that was enough to increase the country's overall strength several times.

"As you command!"

Jiang Ziwen came out and bowed respectfully.

Immediately, under the curious eyes of the ministers in the palace, he pinched it with his right hand, and the strong power of the Yin God lingered, condensing a royal seal, which was supreme and brilliant.

Under the King's Seal, the law of reincarnation took hold, suppressing one world after another.

This seal is the seal of King Guang of Qin.

Of course, this is not the real Qin Guang King Seal, it is just a ray of energy, which can only explode one billionth of the power. Even so, it is comparable to a fifth-level immortal weapon.

"open!"

Holding the royal seal in hand, Jiang Ziwen's illusory figure became boundless and majestic, dominating the world.

call!

Suddenly, a dark wind blew up from the sky of the Imperial City, blowing from all directions, eroding the bones and ecstasy, as if it could blow away three souls and seven souls.

This wind is not an ordinary Yin wind, but an extremely dark wind from the underworld.

As long as your cultivation level has not broken through the Taiyi Immortal Realm, and you accidentally fall into the wind of the underworld, you will end up in a state of complete disarray within a short while.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, the void shattered, and a black ghost gate appeared, thousands of feet high, carved with countless beasts, either roaring, laughing, crying, or wailing.

Wisps of black Yin Qi emerged from the ghost gate and transformed into various shapes, like monsters and monsters, which made people feel chilled physically and mentally.

"Your Majesty, I am leaving!"

Jiang Ziwen saluted again, and a black cloud appeared under his feet, flew into the ghost gate, and disappeared.

And as he left, the ghost gate faded and the roaring wind dissipated.

The bright sunshine falls on the earth, driving away the cold.

The whole world feels like it has been reborn.

"What a terrible evil force!"

"Your Majesty has so many trump cards!"

Deep in the sky, 'Jun Tian', who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and whispered with lingering fear.

Facing the extremely dark wind that was blowing just now, even if he was the Dao of Heaven, the "Heaven" of this world, he felt shuddering.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at Qin Wudao, who was high in the temple and had great imperial power, and couldn't help but show respect on his face.

Thinking back to the beginning, when he first surrendered to Qin Wudao, he still felt aggrieved. He was the supreme "Heaven", and it was really a great shame to obey the orders of a mortal.

But now, he feels that this is the right choice.

To the Great Qin Holy Court, what does ‘Heaven’ mean?

Heavenly Sword Small Thousand Worlds.

With the return of the defeated Zhanjian Peak disciples, the whole world was completely boiling.

Pillars of scarlet murderous intent shot straight into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky. Bloody light overflowed, dyeing the sky red.

In the Tianjian Pavilion, many disciples were holding swords and standing under the towering main peak, with murderous intentions on their faces. They could go to war at any time with just one order.

The great elder has fallen!

Let all races share the same hatred and hatred.

at the same time.

In the suspended hall on the top of the main peak, more than sixty powerful men from the Mysterious Immortal Realm stood with swords in their hands, blooming with sharp energy, causing the void in the hall to continuously break and reorganize.

"Ancestor, the interrogation is out!"

After waiting for a while, an elder wearing a bloody robe, with flying red hair and an indifferent expression walked in and handed over his hand to report.

In his hand, he held a confession, stained with blood.

And he was the punishment elder who was in charge of a punishment sect and was turned into a demon by countless disciples.

"read!"

An ancestor holding a sword raised his head and ordered coldly.

"As you command!"

Elder Punishment opened the confession, which was filled with dense words. Shen Shenghui reported: "According to the confession of Zixuan Sect Master, there are 876 human forces that have taken refuge in Ji Mo Palace, including the first-rate force Zixuan Holy Sect, the second-rate force

Powers: Raging Wind Valley, Burning Fire Holy Court, Ghost Sword Sect."

Half an hour later, the punishment elder finished reading the confession.

There was a dead silence in the main hall, and everyone including the three sword-holding elders were shocked.

There are actually 876 forces that have betrayed the human race!

"Okay, okay!"

"I didn't expect that there are so many things that are eaten inside and outside the human race!"

"Send the order, kill all the traitors, and then mobilize all the power of the human race to counterattack the Demon Palace!"

An ancestor holding a sword widened his eyes, became furious, and roared with murderous intent. His powerful and cold voice shook the whole hall violently.

He really couldn't figure it out. All the races in the world had long wanted to subjugate the human race. Why would there be people who rebelled against the clan? If the big tree of the human race fell down, would they still have a good life?

Before fighting the outside world, you must first make peace with the inside!

Kill the traitors of the human race first!

Then avenge the fallen great elder and the 160,000 disciples who died in battle!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

A powerful man from the Zunxuan Immortal Realm roared, his voice was like thunder, passing through the clouds and cracking rocks, echoing throughout the Small Thousand Worlds of Heavenly Sword, and arousing the resonance of countless warriors.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

Hundreds of millions of human race warriors roared, murderous intent surged, and the terrifying sound waves shattered the sky and spread to far, far away places.

"not bad!"

In the corner of the main hall, Yang Zaixing leaned against a pillar, looking at the murderous elder of Tianjian Pavilion, and nodded slightly.

To be honest, he was a little surprised that there were so many traitors in the human race.

But he soon calmed down. He had seen too many such things. After all, not everyone is proud.

In his previous life, the Song Dynasty was weak, the king was incompetent, and the ministers were timid. They all wanted to negotiate peace and did not care about the lives of the soldiers on the front line.

In comparison, Tianjian Pavilion is relatively good, at least the roots are not broken. From the Tianjian Immortal to the ordinary disciples, they all still have the spirit of resistance.

"kill!"

Accompanied by a roar.

The three sword-wielding ancestors and dozens of elders all shot through the sky, with murderous intent like a rainbow, crossing the sky and disappearing into the depths of the starry sky.

In the blink of an eye, only Yang Zaixing was left in the hall.

"General Yang, my ancestor has ordered me to take you to the Treasure Pavilion and select ten treasures!"

At this time, a disciple wearing a sword robe walked in, bowed respectfully, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing voice.

"No!"

Yang Zaixing waved his right hand, and a war spear appeared, bursting with sharp spear intent, and a monstrous fighting spirit surged through his body, soaring straight into the sky and shaking the world.

"How can I, the general, stand by and watch as humans control demons?"

He held the war gun tightly and said solemnly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a beam of gun light and shot through the sky, punching a hole in the sky, leaving behind a fleeting fighting spirit that enveloped the world.

"Three ancestors, you are so uninterested that you actually abandoned me. Do you think you look down on Yang?"

Soon, Yang Zaixing caught up with the powerful men of Tianjian Pavilion who had left first, and said dissatisfiedly.

"General Yang, this battle is too dangerous!"

"The Great Qin Holy Court has just ascended, so it is not appropriate to participate in the war. There is no need to take risks with us!"

The sword-wielding ancestor who flew to the front turned to look at Yang Zaixing and said with a smile.

"Yang disagrees with this!"

"Tianjian Pavilion fought for the human race and sacrificed countless lives!"

"Although the Great Qin Holy Court has just ascended, we are all part of the human race. From the king to the common people, we are all ready to fight for the human race!"

"Yang is not talented, but he is willing to represent the Great Qin Holy Court and charge into battle for the human race!"

Yang Zaixing said firmly, with terrifying general energy rising into the sky, and terrifying murderous aura surging, like an invincible god of war, about to rush to the battlefield and become the executioner who dominates the battlefield.

"The human race is really lucky to have you!"

The great ancestor took a deep look at Yang Zaixing, suddenly laughed heartily, turned into a starlight, and shot through the sky again.

No one noticed that the moment he turned his head, his old eyes were filled with relief.

(End of chapter)