I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

The continuous drizzle suddenly turned into a death storm.

The old priest and Prince Nanchu yelled in unison.

Only then did he vowed to kill both sides of his opponent. At this moment, they joined forces to stop the horrible rain in front of them.

Although the rain of death from the sky was stopped, the surrounding Qingniuguan and Nanchu dynasties had fallen into pieces.

Cheng Shuzhi looked at the old Taoist priest and King Yuyang Nanchu in front of him, shook his head helplessly: "Why?"

The two of them looked ugly.

The Taiji map controlled by the old Taoist priests became larger in midair, blocking the rainwater from above.

And the bright huang of King Yuyang of the Southern Chu was all condensed and blessed on the giant Jinlong, and the dragon groaned endlessly.

Cheng Shuzhi looks a bit helpless, but moves easily.

One hand was still holding the paper umbrella under the armpit, and the other was flat forward.

An invisible wall suddenly appeared in the void.

The golden dragon rolled the flames and slammed on it, but was unable to break through the wall.

The blazing flames kept radiating around, but it was difficult to cross the invisible wall, and instead sputtered in other directions.

It seems that the raindrops falling more densely.

The countless dense rain lines kept falling.

Although the Taiji chart did its best to turn around, it could only stop most of them. Some rain lines penetrated the Taiji chart, broke the purple gas, and fell on Jinlong.

So these rain lines, like needles, kept piercing the Golden Dragon, causing the Golden Dragon to send a painful sorrow.

It is difficult to move forward, and it is even weaker and unsustainable at this moment.

Cheng Shuzhi was a little distressed: "Second, Chengmou admires your will and praises your strength very much, but my emperor is about to arrive soon. It makes it difficult for me to return to life.

He said, retracting his outstretched hand, and instead, pulled out the oil-paper umbrella from his armpit.

The two people opposite heard that the Empress Dongzhou herself was about to arrive here, and her heart sank to the bottom.

At this time, seeing Uncle Cheng holding the oil paper umbrella in his hand, before they opened it, the faces of both of them changed again.

The old priest sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Cheng asks Her Majesty how good he is on behalf of the poor."

Having said that, he immediately pulled back, Taijitu resisted the rainstorm above, and left his disciples with his green cow-viewing disciples.

His Guan Niu Guanzhu did not leave for the West Qin Dynasty this time.

Disciples of Qingniuguan who are now entering the ground of the Western Qin Dynasty are all taking advantage of the opportunity to jointly attack the Qin Dynasty and take advantage of the opportunity.

The Chu emperor confronted the old sword fairy in Zhengyang City, and the Qingniu Guanzhong had a good fight with the Southern Chu dynasty.

But the Empress Dongzhou may be in sight, and her family really couldn't keep it up.

What's more, even if the Empress is not available, he and Nan Chu Yuyang Wang have joined forces, but they are not sure enough to win the uncle Cheng Yuzhi, the second master of the East Zhou.

In the whole world, outside of the giants, the middle-aged man who looks like a rheumatism in front of him is also one of the few top masters.

Although the three of them were in the same realm, and he and the king of Nan Chu Yuyang were also the elders of the Holy Land, but they were still different in terms of strength.

What's more, even if the two of them win together, next to the Eastern Zhou Empress, they will have a dead end.

Although the ducks who were unwilling to enter the pot were flying again, the only person in the Qingniu conception had to retreat at this moment.

Whether the situation can be reversed depends on whether or not the host can go out of the mountain right now.

The Empress of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty went to the Western Qin Dynasty, but the boundary of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was inevitable.

Although the East side should be prepared, there may be no holes to drill.

The King of Southern Chu Yuyang was a little hesitant, and the Qingniuguan had already retreated first, leaving him alone.

The torrential rain falling from the sky instantly turned into purgatory, locked him in it, and there was no retreat.

The uncle Cheng Zhizhi nodded repeatedly: "The Taoist leader knows the righteousness, Cheng is grateful, and now he is much more relaxed."

The oil-paper umbrella held in his hand was re-clamped under his arm.

But Nan Chu Yuyang was completely unhappy and felt only a sharp increase in pressure.

Some Nan Chu warriors shouted, "I'm willing to retreat!"

Cheng Shuzhi sighed, "It's late."

As if to verify his words, everyone was shocked and looked away from the horizon.

It seemed like there was a moving hill approaching this side.

It was a huge green ox with four hoofs clearly on fire, dragging a huge ox cart and walking through the mountains.

Looking at the humble ox cart outside, it suffocated all the people in Nanchu.

Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Southern Chu attacked each other for many years, and the conflict continued.

They are naturally very familiar with this bullock cart and know what it means.

"My queen is here, Cheng must have some resurrection, Cheng Lao, offended." Cheng Shuzhi said, one hand volleyed.

The dark rain clouds above fell suddenly.

With the heavy rain, thunder sounded and turned into a piece.

Countless thunders, falling from the dark clouds, seemed to replace the rain, and turned into a thunderous thunderstorm, which densely bombarded everyone in Nanchu, including King Yuyang.

Faced with such a violent attack, the Nan Chu martial arts fell piece by piece.

King Yuyang rose up brightly throughout the world, but could only protect himself within a limited range.

Outside of the bright and bright guardianship, he could only watch the Shura field turning into lightning bolts.

Cheng Shuzhi moved his sore joint, volleyed forward, killed King Nan Chu Yuyang, and scouted to grab Jin Guanghuo.

Although the thunderstorm could not annihilate the golden flames, it succeeded in breaking up the sea of ​​fire, making it easy for Cheng Shu to go straight.

Under the rain cloud, in the thunder and lightning, there seemed to be a huge golden dragon roaring in pain, without regaining his magnificence, trying to escape far away.

But under the thundering light of thunder, there seemed to be a giant ghost who looked like a human and not human. He grabbed his arms together with Jinlong and stood in the sky with the posture of capturing the dragon.

The whistling sound of both sides shook the earth, overshadowing the continuous thunder.

The huge ox cart was silent and silent, but just kept going at its own pace.

The rain clouds covering the sky are constantly moving, seemingly to give way to the ox cart.

The ox cart completely ignored the battles on the side and drove forward.

After a while, the thunder, which had fallen to the side, stopped low.

Then a dark cloud of light rain moved quickly and caught up with the ox cart.

With an oil paper umbrella under his armpit, Cheng Shu reached his front again and drove the ox cart.

"so slow."

The man in the car said as he peeled away the walnut and threw the walnut kernel into his mouth.

Cheng Shuzhi drove his shoulder lightly as he drove, and said with a grin, "It's getting old, the body is getting rustier for a long time without moving."

"You always think of yourself as an old man, then you are really old." The voice in the car said, "Learn more with me. The baby is only six years old this year."

Uncle Cheng to helplessly rolled his eyes: "Yes, Your Majesty, you will always be six years old."

The ox cart ran all the way on the ground of the West Qin Dynasty and headed for Zhengyang City.

On the road, various masters can be seen everywhere, almost in a dog-like staggered form of scuffles, competing against each other in the Western Qin Dynasty, with each other winning and losing.

But no one can stop the progress of the ox cart.

The closer the Western Qin Emperor's capital is to the Yangcheng City, the fewer such wars will be.

After crossing a certain limit, the forces of all parties disappeared instantly, and the territory that belongs to the West Qin now restored a tranquility and peace, compared with the previous one, as if it were a double world.

But the ox cart continued, and the atmosphere became depressed again.

Although there is no scene of fire and flames in the sky, there is invisible momentum in the air, making the entire world seem to freeze and freeze.

This is probably why no more people dare to set foot here.

As the bullock cart moved forward, a male city in the distance appeared on the horizon.

It is the capital of the Western Qin Emperor, Zhengyang City.

Over the city of Zhengyang, the guards of the city moved silently.

On the sky above, the first thing that enters the eye is a huge figure that stands taller than the congenital gossip map of Zhengyang City.

Above the gossip chart, the terrifying blood sea covering the sky and the sun is entrusted.

Adjacent to the Sea of ​​Blood, there is a shining sea of ​​pure gold spreading. In the sea of ​​fire, the big golden dragon is constantly rising and raging.

Regardless of the momentum or scale, it is much larger than that of the former Southern King Yuyang.

Another dark gold demon looks like it stands in the sky, standing in the sea of ​​blood, independent, like the giant **** of heaven.

On the congenital gossip map, there is a Tiantian River extending out, and at the same time a golden Buddha statue stands.

The two sides faced each other silently.

Until the ox cart appears.

In the dark golden image of the demon, the voice of Jiang Yan, the ancient **** of the Red Dust, said: "The queen is out of customs.

For the attacking Qin side, this is a variable that no one wants to see.

The people in the car came out earlier than everyone expected.

The only question now is whether the other party will break through in advance or succeed.

"Master Jiang Jiao is polite."

With the sound, a woman came out of the ox cart and stood on the ox's back.

Her dress is relatively simple, although she is also graceful and luxurious, but much simpler than that of the Emperor Chu and the Western Qin Emperor.

It is not a royal dress, but it looks like a regular dress in the deep palace.

Standing tall and picturesque.

The appearance looks smaller than the actual age ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ only 15 or 6 years old girl looks.

But at this moment everyone in Zhengyang City would not despise her.

Regardless of the ancient **** of the gods who just spoke, the blood river ancestors who have become famous for a thousand years, or the Southern Chu emperor who also dominates the vast world, at this moment carefully watch the young **** the back of Qingniu.

The girl came out of the car and looked at the Tianhe River without looking at the others. She arched her hand: "Yun Yun."

In Tianhe, the old sword fairy smiled: "If Ruotong is here."

In the camp guarding the West Qin side, Mr. Tianji and Abbot Xiaoxi Tian Puhui also watched the girl silently.

In a way, the other party can be regarded as the most legendary person in the world today, at least one of the most legendary people.

The youngest giant in the history of Red Dust.

Empress, Xu Ruotong.