Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

Golden blades rained down.

It is both hope and destruction.

Looking at the magic circle that appeared in the sky, Xuying's eyes narrowed slightly, and a bright light flashed past quickly.

"The army in this world..."

He spoke slowly, with a calm tone. He didn't seem to have any emotional changes at all, and he didn't care at all about the black energy that was rapidly passing away from his body.

"Swish swish..."

Several rays of golden light shot toward him quickly.

However, before Jin Hui could touch him, he was completely wiped out by the black energy emanating from his body.

Seeing this, he snorted disdainfully.

"Oh, it's just a bunch of ants."

His body suddenly shook, and a terrifying aura spread from his body.

In an instant, the void seemed to be distorted, and several golden rays of light exploded before they fell.

Immediately, the shadow held its right hand in the air, the black energy on its body solidified, and a giant black palm rose into the sky, slamming it firmly onto the magic circle.

boom!

A huge golden wave surged from the dome to the surroundings. Wherever it passed, the runes shattered and trembled, turning into dots of spiritual light and sinking into the formation wall.

Dozens of people maintaining the magic circle spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Their breaths were turbulent and their faces were pale. It was obvious that they had suffered huge backlash.

As they were injured, the magic circle also began to shake violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and there were signs of collapse.

"withstand!!"

At this time, a middle-aged man suddenly increased the transmission of spiritual power in his hands, and shouted loudly with a pale face.

After the words fell, the others also roared and increased their spiritual power transmission.

The spiritual power and the black energy annihilated each other, and several of the Spirit-Suppressing Army fainted from exhaustion, but soon there would be new people on top, conveying the spiritual power with all their strength.

One after another.

As time passed, the giant black palm gradually became illusory, and finally dissipated when a burst of dazzling golden light lit up on the magic circle.

Xuying couldn't help but take a step back. Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could still feel the surprise in his heart.

"interesting…"

He smiled, and when he was about to take action again, he suddenly seemed to notice something, his face changed slightly, and he looked up at the sky not far away.

In the sky.

When he saw the strange changes in the formation, Zheng Hao's heart immediately sank and he looked at the formation with a solemn expression.

You know, this kind of magic circle can withstand the full blow of the Holy Star in the later stage, but now...

Thinking of this, his speed increased to another level, and in a few breaths, he arrived in front of the magic circle.

After roughly scanning the magic circle, his eyes fell on the black coffin, and a strong uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, which became more and more intense and lingered for a long time.

After a long time, he looked away, sighed, and slowly said, "Remove the formation..."

"General, this evil..."

A man in black robes quickly stepped forward to persuade, but was interrupted by Zheng Hao before he finished speaking.

"Withdraw it, it's useless..."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "If he wants to come out, you can't stop him for a second even if you are all involved."

The man was stunned for a moment, then flew back.

After three to five seconds, the magic circle quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a series of spiritual threads, returning to the bodies of those people.

The magic circle dispersed, and countless pits with spiritual light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The ground was covered with devastation, as if it had just suffered an air raid, no, it was even worse than the air raid.

Broken trees and ruins, dozens of houses were reduced to nothing, leaving only ruins on the ground. Of the original hundreds of paper figures, only a few dozen were left alive.

Everything was in such a mess.

Except, that bipolar platform...

The two poles are separated, and the black coffin stands without any change at all, not even a piece of gravel...

Zheng Hao slowly fell down and walked a few dozen meters in front of the virtual shadow, looking at him with a wary expression.

These tens of meters were the safe distance from which he could ensure that he could counterattack.

No matter how close he was, he couldn't guarantee that he would be killed by the opponent before he could react in time.

"You are very smart." Xuying said with a smile.

Zheng Hao was suddenly shocked.

He is intelligent and has a high IQ. Now he is in trouble...

"Your Excellency, you are overly complimentary." Zheng Hao bowed his hand in a very polite manner, as he is a well-educated man.

The surrounding Zhenling Army all looked shocked. In their impression, Zheng Hao was the kind of person who could solve things with his hands but never spoke with his mouth. Therefore, some people secretly nicknamed him the 'Living King of Hell'. title.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Based on Zheng Hao's performance just now, some smarter people have begun to quietly transmit messages, secretly mobilize their spiritual power, and prepare a fighting posture at any time.

In Zheng Hao's eyes, this is a different situation.

Damn it, are they stupid?

Still think you can't die soon enough?

Forget it, let’s calm down this person’s emotions first…

He thought to himself, then looked at the shadow and said in a deep voice, "I am Zheng Hao, the spiritual guard general of the 36th Army of the Shendu Branch of the Shenxia Alliance. May I ask your name?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone behind him was stunned, their minds filled with questions.

36th Army?

Aren’t we the 5th Army? When did we change our designation?

Also, do gods have so many armies?

I do not know how…

…

Not only everyone, but the shadow was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.

"What's your name..."

He murmured, his deep eyes gradually becoming distracted, as if he was remembering something.

After a while, he shook his head, sighed, and slowly said, "It's been too long...I can't remember it clearly."

After a pause, he added, "However, the world calls the eight of us... the generals of the Zhu Kingdom."

The wind was rustling, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The sound of swallowing saliva continued to echo in the air, and everyone looked at Xuying in awe.

Because of their heroic souls, their understanding of history is far better than ordinary people.

General Zhuguo, a title that is not very familiar to the ears of the world, is an absolutely terrifying existence in their eyes.

Eight people…

All they can think of is the Eight Pillar Kingdom of the Western Wei Dynasty!

During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the feudal lords were divided and wars broke out. It can be said that the people were in dire straits.

However, it was during this chaotic period that the generals of the Eight Pillar States of the Western Wei Dynasty emerged and launched conquests in troubled times.

At that time, they were all present in both politics and military affairs, and their descendants pushed the imperial rule to its peak.

And they themselves are the pinnacle!

There was silence for a moment.

"It seems that we have not been forgotten by the world," Xuying said with a smile, and then asked, "What dynasty is it now?"

"No dynasty...no generation..."

Zheng Hao's eyes were firm and he said solemnly, "There is only one China, that's all."

"Hahaha…"

Xuying laughed twice, "It's quite novel."

Then he changed the subject, stared at Zheng Hao, and sneered, "It's just that, can you hold on to the world in the future..."

"I said, there is only one China. It is now and it will be the same in the future..."

"oh?"

Xuying's face changed slightly, "I'm looking forward to your next performance, don't let me down too much..."

After saying that, his figure slowly dissipated, turned into a wisp of black energy, and got into the black coffin.

"as you wish…"

Zheng Hao took a deep look at the black coffin, then turned around, waved and shouted, "Evacuate!"

…

The clouds are gathering, and the bloody light disappears.

The figures gradually left, and the tomb city returned to calm, as if nothing happened.

"Chinese..."

"Ha, that's interesting..."