Great Primordial: My Martial Arts Have Mutated!

Chu Yang's powerful ability is undoubtedly a nightmare on the Great Primordial. If he really comes back, Chu Yang will definitely not be able to forgive some of the things they did before.

No, Chu Yang must have died since he hasn't come back for such a long time.

The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi calmed down his mood, turned his head and started practicing hurriedly, and his bouts of uneasiness were pushed to the back of his head.

Compared with the situation in the lower world, which is not good, and compared with the Great Primordial, where everyone is in danger due to the Tribulation of Reckoning, in comparison, the Fairy Garden has become like a paradise, very harmonious.

MARK......

The war was at a fever pitch. Xiqi's soldiers rushed towards Zhaoge like a ragtag force, but within a few days they were able to break into the main city and enter the palace.

King Zhou of Shang threw all the memorials in front of him with a furious face, and all the flesh on his body was shaking with anger, which was so funny.

"Is this what you ministers said? Xiqi is just a straggler. Now it seems that Ji Chang's sword is about to be placed on the neck of the lonely king."

A sarcastic voice sounded, and he shouted Shen Gongbao's name angrily, wishing that Shen Gongbao would immediately find a solution for him.

It's a pity that Shen Gongbao is the disciple who wants to destroy the School of Interception. Seeing that it's almost time, he has long disdained to flatter King Zhou of Shang.

The ministers knelt on the ground and looked at each other in astonishment, trembling and not daring to say a word. It's funny, if you say something and you are used as cannon fodder, it will be over [They still remember the things about defending the city before.

Damn it, if you are really caught, it will definitely be a dead end. With glory and wealth before his eyes, he didn't want to die. The minister slandered in his heart.

The ministers who had such thoughts were not just one or two. They had already been prepared to escape. After they dispersed, they quickly packed up their things and took their families out of the city.

The hearts of the people in the palace were scattered. In comparison, King Zhou of Shang was as deaf and blind as he had lost his eyes and ears. He was coaxed into drinking in the wine pool and the meat forest and fell asleep. Daji on the side pushed him away in disgust.

"Empress!" The palace attendant behind him reported the situation on the battlefield and the minister's escape, with a stern look on his face. Turning his head to look at King Zhou of Shang sleeping by the pool with his chest half open, he couldn't help but twist his nose.

With a charming smile, a hint of relief bloomed on Daji's face. As long as it is King Zhou of Shang, her mission will be accomplished. "No matter what happens on the battlefield.

∴0Please give me flowers...

"It doesn't matter, as long as it ensures that the king can eat well, drink and have fun, don't bother the king with external matters. If the courtiers run away, there will be others to take over."

Covering his mouth and smiling, Daji's beautiful eyes made the flowers in the garden lose their color. He gently shook his clothes and left, completely ignoring what King Zhou of Shang was doing lying on the ground.

This is true for King Zhou of Shang and Daji who are hiding behind the battlefield. The soldiers on the battlefield have no combat effectiveness at all, and all the ten qi are coming from all kinds of diseases and wilting.

Seeing this situation, Master Wen knew deeply that Zhaoge would definitely lose this time, but if he defected at this moment, it would really be a big show for the School of Enlightenment. His hair almost fell out due to worry, and he sighed.

Seeing this, the School of Interception disciples have no intention of retreating, but they don't want to go to the battlefield again to die. There are many School of Interception disciples hanging on the Investiture of Gods, and no one wants to go there again. Being cannon fodder, everyone shrank their necks and became turtles. .