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"My lord, are you comfortable?" Daji knelt aside, her Qianqianyu hands massaging Wu Qizhe's shoulder.

"You can use some strength." Facing the ardent service of Daji, a delicate and charming beauty through the ages, Wu Qizhe naturally enjoyed it.

Daji lay on Wu Qizhe's back and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, would you like to have another glass of Tiger Whip wine to increase your interest?"

"Hehe, you DANG wife, do you think that with this king's extraordinary talent, I can't even handle you alone?" Wu Qizhe turned around and hugged Daji in his arms.

"The king is the bravest." Daji leaned against Wu Qizhe's arms like a small bird. I don't know if it was her illusion that today's king is much braver than before!

"Howling... mourning..." Suddenly there was an earth-shattering strange howling sound, penetrating into the bedroom.

Wu Qizhe suddenly felt heart palpitations. He knew where the wailing was coming from. Could it be that he had replaced King Zhou, and at the same time inherited the opponent's fate.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the dragon tortoise is calling." Daji said with a pale face.

"Prepare the horse immediately!" Wu Qizhe got off the couch, and naturally a court lady came up to put a dragon robe on him.

In fact, even if something happened to the dragon turtle, it would not be able to threaten him, but it doesn't hurt to go and have a look.

Daji was dressing up at the side, complaining in her voice, "It's really a disappointment."

Seeing that the court lady had arranged her clothes, Wu Qizhe didn't delay, pushed open the door, and went straight to the top of the main hall, leaped into the air, and rode on the thousand-mile horse that the guards had prepared long ago.

Wu Qizhe rushed out on the horse riding a thousand-mile horse, and threw all the guards far away in an instant.

Four of the nine guards who accompanied the emperor on duty saw that Wu Qizhe, the current King Zhou, was going away like a shooting star, so they hurriedly abandoned their horses and gave chase.

The eldest brother Yao, the son of Yaoshuai, the third eldest brother Diaosou, the eighth eldest Zhutong, and the ninth eldest sister Yan and Jiumei.

Yan Jiumei practiced light body exercises and followed Yaoge closely, her nostrils fluttered, and a scent suddenly wafted to her. There was doubt on her delicate and bright face, the scent wafted from there.

Carrying the fragrant wind, Daji came floating like a fairy, and in the next second she had passed Yan Jiumei and went straight to catch up with King Zhou.

"Hee hee..." Daji had a charming face and a coquettish smile, and she had already floated on the horse's back, a pair of white jade lotus root arms wrapped around Wu Qizhe's tiger waist from behind, and said softly: "My lord, why are you so nervous? "

"The matter of the dragon turtle can be big or small, and it must not be taken lightly." Wu Qizhe said seriously.

"Understood, Your Majesty, my concubine won't make trouble for you." Daji didn't speak, but just leaned against Wu Qizhe's back, and she also knew that now was not the time to be coquettish and playful.

"Howl...ang..." Immediately after Lingshan, the howl of the tortoise was even more deafening, the sky changed drastically, the lightning and light intersected rapidly, and the situation was shocking, as if the end was approaching.

When they came to the foot of Lingshan Mountain, the two jumped off their horses and flew up. After a few breaths, they had already reached the top of the mountain.

I saw the dragon tortoise, which has been motionless for more than six hundred years, bleeding from its seven orifices, struggling in pain amidst howling.

The dragon tortoise kept howling towards the west, and dozens of sacrificial envoys were helpless.

The high priest was on the scene, pinching his fingers and making calculations to observe the vision of the dragon and tortoise.

Wu Qizhe jumped up to the altar, and when he saw the old man with a white beard and an old face, he knew that the other party was the High Priest of the Great Merchants Kingdom.

"High Priest, what's wrong with Dragon Turtle?" Wu Qizhe asked.

The high priest ignored Wu Qizhe and just calculated with his heart.

Wu Qizhe didn't care either, knowing that the high priest had a high status, so he just waited patiently.

"Dragon tortoise catastrophe." The high priest suddenly changed his face: "Prepare to worship the heavenly Dafa."

All the sacrificial envoys each hold fire oil barrels and use their body skills to surround the dragon tortoise.

In the blink of an eye, a raging fire ignited around the dragon tortoise!

The high priest said with a serious face: "The dragon tortoise has been robbed, and the fate of the country will be in jeopardy. Sacrifice to heaven and Dafa, and hope to turn things around!"

"High Priest, Dragon Turtle has been quiet for hundreds of years, why is catastrophe imminent today." As the nominal Lord of Yin and Shang, Wu Qizhe still had to care at least on the surface.

The high priest pointed to the west: "The purple air comes from the east, and the disaster comes from here."

Wu Qizhe and Daji looked into the distance, and saw a wave of purple air sweeping from the west, with the tendency to cover the sky and the sun.

Wu Qizhe knew that in Xiqi in the west, Xibo Hou Jichang, the lord of Xiqi, was about to give birth to a unicorn son, who would be King Zhou's lifelong enemy. Now that he had replaced King Zhou, he became his old enemy.

At this moment in Lingshan, the flames shone in the air, and thunder and lightning crossed the sky, interweaving into a strange and unpredictable image.

A moment after the high priest chanted the incantation, Mudi flew up! Grab the two sacrificial envoys around the altar, throw them towards the center of the dragon tortoise, and say plausibly: "Flesh and blood, summon the energy of the nine heavens!"

When the two sacrificial envoys were thrown into the air by the high priest, they pierced the human body with force, swallowing and spitting out the internal force, and the flesh and blood were instantly shattered into thousands of pieces.

Countless sacrificial envoys were thrown into the air and shattered, and blood, flesh and stumps rained down on the dragon turtle.

The flames and blood intertwined into a tragic scene, and the three guards watched with relish.

Only the kind-hearted Yan Jiumei couldn't bear to watch.

She is also a woman, but Daji admires it very much, and said with a coquettish smile: "It's really wonderful, it makes my family so excited."

Wu Qizhe didn't know what Daji was like in history, but it's not an exaggeration to say that Daji in the Legend of the Son of Heaven is a witch who wreaks havoc on the country.

Faced with this situation, Wu Qizhe didn't stop it with a voice. It was difficult for him to be touched by the death of a few innocuous people. The high priest, who is as wise as the sea, was puzzled.

The sacrificial envoys were all killed, and the high priest flew and landed on the back of the turtle.

Run the great method of offering sacrifices to the sky, and forcibly attract the shocking electricity from the sky to gather.

When the fire and electricity touch each other, they interweave into a huge flame net to protect the dragon turtle.

The fire and electricity are shining red for a long time, and can be seen from three hundred miles away!

Under the protection of the red light, the dragon turtle calmed down and stopped bleeding from the seven holes.

Daji leaned in Wu Qizhe's arms, smiling happily: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the dragon turtle is fine!"

Wu Qizhe hugged Daji's slender waist, and found that the feeling that made him palpitate just now was gone, and instead he felt an indescribable comfort.

The high priest jumped off the fire net and told Wu Qizhe: "If the dragon tortoise can survive for half an hour, it will avoid this catastrophe." He pointed to the west and continued: "Look, my lord, the purple energy from the west is already strong. Weak, gradually dissipating."

"The High Priest's Dafa of Worshiping the Heaven is really as effective as a god." Wu Qizhe praised him full of praise.

Half a quarter of time passed, and at this moment the sudden change reappeared.

"Howling." The dragon turtle howled fiercely.

"There is a change, we must strengthen the mana to suppress it." The high priest flew to the back of the dragon turtle again, urged Gu to cultivate his life, and forced the energy of the nine heavens to pressurize the dragon turtle to protect the dharma.

Under the unparalleled internal and external high pressure, the dragon turtle burst into tens of millions of pieces!

The people around were stunned and didn't understand why the dragon tortoise, which was fine just now, suddenly burst.

But Wu Qizhe thought differently from others. Except for the palpitation at the beginning, the destruction of the dragon tortoise did not cause any other harm to him. Of course, the fate of the dragon tortoise and Da Shang is closely related. It was also inevitable that he would be overthrown by Ji Fa, but he, King Zhou, was no longer the original King Zhou, so it was naturally impossible to watch Ji Fa overthrow the Great Shang Dynasty.

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