Projection of the Heavens

"Something's wrong..."

Seeing Di Xin pointing and pointing, and directly pointing out the coefficients of the disciples of the second sect of Chan Jie, among the big business ministers, Wen Zhong felt inexplicably wrong.

But he has been in charge of the big business for hundreds of thousands of years, fighting from south to north, I don't know how many princes he has suppressed, and he doesn't care too much.

This does not violate the edict of the patriarch.

It is his duty to protect the big businessman.

Therefore, knowing that something was wrong, Wen Zhong still bowed to answer:

"Old minister, obey."

"There is Mrs. Lao."

At this time, Di Xin smiled and said gently:

"If there is a lonely person sitting in Chaoge, the old lady can go in peace."

"Yes."

Wen Zhong felt more and more discord in his heart, so he still nodded.

Many ministers in the hall, seeing that Di Xin and Wen Zhong have reached a tacit agreement, naturally did not dare to say more.

Even the courtiers who had friendship with Xiqi could only sigh.

And the disciples of Yuxu Palace, such as Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya, who were hidden among the ministers, also seemed to have no opinion.

Only Yang Jian and Nezha looked at each other, this tyrant seemed a little different.

However, this side of the world is not the past they have experienced, or there are changes, and they do not have too much doubt.

The meeting came to an end here.

After a while, the many ministers in the hall retreated, leaving nothing.

"What does Xiqi count as..."

Di Xin sat on the throne and looked at the void outside the hall, his eyes darkened:

"The lonely goal, but those saints who are high above..."

Since the birth of the mysterious bird, the Shang Dynasty, from its ancestor Shang Tang to the present, has thirty emperors, and what they want to do is by no means a secular dynasty that will last forever.

It is the real emperor who rules the world and dares not to obey!

It is naturally not easy to do this. The first step is to send these saints and disciples to die.

If the saint is also dragged into the flames of war, it would be even better.

The ancestors of the Shang Dynasty, even if they were tyrannical, could not escape the category of human beings, and they themselves were the reincarnation of the supreme God of inner demons.

Can't be compared.

"Supreme Heart Demon is at ease..."

Di Xin murmured slightly.

In a trance, he seemed to see beyond the endless chaos, where there was an infinitely magnificent world.

On it, he saw his "previous life", an infinitely strange and unpredictable past life.

I am so powerful!

In front of such a powerful me, Xiqi, Chanjie Erjiao, and saints are all scum!

Looking at the unimaginable big world on that side, Di Xin was intoxicated.

.........

The Shang emperor changed, and Emperor Xin ascended the throne!

Moreover, in the first month after ascending the throne, we will start a war against Xiqi!

Chaoge envoy, Fei Zhongyouhun, who was filming to read the war book, was thrown out of Xiqi City with broken bones and bones, and fled back to Dashang screaming all the way!

Wen Zhong was furious and led a large army to attack him.

The world shakes!

Chaoge, Shang Dynasty, eight hundred princes, Xiqi, countless creatures all boiled over it.

For a time, countless princes sent messengers to Dashang, and countless rare and strange treasures all came loose.

"The war has finally started!"

A series of information swiped in the various forums in Wanjie Tongzhiqiu.

No one is more looking forward to the unfolding of this battle than the players. Countless players move with the wind and choose their camp very decisively.

Start taking tasks.

The vast majority of players still joined the Xiqi camp, and after taking over the mission, they attacked the Dashang army.

Of course, the vast majority of these players are "low-level players" who do not enter Wang Zhongchao, the Eye of Fengjue.

Naturally, these players did not comprehend the task of Wang Zhongchao and others helping the business and destroying Zhou.

However, even the "low-level players" in the eyes of Wang Zhongchao and others had a great influence on Wen Zhong.

Because, any player who can come to the great chapter of Fengshen must be at least ninth rank!

In the sky game, the ninth rank is the human immortal, the tenth rank is the earth immortal, the eleventh rank is the heaven immortal, the twelfth rank is the golden immortal, and the thirteenth rank is the Daluo celestial immortal.

The ninth order, it is already a fairy!

Looking at the big business army, they are already small generals.

More importantly, players are not afraid of death at all.

If you die once, it's just not being able to log in to the game for a short time. As long as you have enough benefits, no matter how many times you die, not many players care.

"Get out of here!!"

Thousands of miles of sky exploded, the ground outside Qinglong Pass shook, and countless mountains collapsed.

From a distance, it looks like a huge mushroom cloud with a radius of millions of miles rises into the sky, sweeping across ten directions.

"Fuck, run away! Wen Zhong shot, this is the big boss of the thirteenth order!"

"Haha! Don't worry, he doesn't dare to shoot with all his strength!"

"I killed a team of soldiers this time, it's not a loss, just die!"

Countless players were swept away by the terrifying ripples like a natural disaster, and they burst into pieces.

Even though many players can cross thousands of miles in the lowest step, under the sweeping ripples, I don't know how many players were shattered into powder on the spot.

However, except for a few people, most players don't care at all.

Whoa!

After a long time, the high mountains that were shaken to the sky by the sound waves fell down like rain, smashing the boundless earth.

A mushroom cloud swayed.

Above the head of Qinglongguan City, Wen Zhong's face was chilling, and his eyes were full of killing intent:

"Those who are rebellious and disobedient should all be damned!"

A roar killed hundreds of thousands of players, but Wen Zhong's anger did not weaken in the slightest.

In the past few months, the army he led has only traveled eight trillion miles, not even one ten-thousandth of the distance.

You must know that the large merchant army is full of cultivators and immortal martial artists. The formation is as straight as one person, and in one day and one night, it can cross a billion miles!

The reason for this is because of these mysterious people who appeared out of nowhere.

These people are not strong, but they are not weak either.

In just a few months, Wen Zhong's army had more casualties than when he once suppressed the rebellion.

What made him angry today was that one of the disciples he intercepted died!

Although he was only a fourth-generation disciple, his heart was burning and his killing intent was burning!

"Send the three armies to move on!"

After a long time, after all the damage caused between heaven and earth was slowly recovered, Wen Zhong slowly gave the order.

Whether it is a big chapter of Fengshen, or other small chapters, after the battle, the world will automatically recover.

"I ordered the disciples of the two sects not to go out at will. Many generals, explaining the interception of the two sects, and even the disciples of the Western sects patrolled secretly. Whenever a stranger approached, they would kill..."

Wen Zhong shook his head.

For these mysterious people who are like dead men, Wen Zhong also has no idea what to do.

Their methods are unpredictable, their strength is neither strong nor weak, let's not make a move, the soldiers are tireless, let's make a move, but it's not worth it.

Only the disciples of the three sects can be dispatched.

"Master, don't bother."

Not far away, Shen Gongbao, dressed in a Taoist robe, with an immortal style, stepped forward with a slight smile:

"I know a few daoists who are best at arranging formations. When I go and invite them, it will be difficult for these mysterious people to get close to half a step. There are even daoists who are good at cursing and killing poison. These mysterious people are like searching for something!"

"So, Daoist Lao has a friend."

Wen Zhong barely showed a smile.

"Master, don't be polite."

Shen Gongbao smiled slightly, stepped down the Qinglong Pass, and went straight to the sky.

Its speed is unparalleled, and it cuts through the sky like a golden light, and it is 100,000 miles away in an instant, but it is also afraid of being ambushed by these mysterious people.

"Someone went out of the army and killed him?"

Millions of miles away, some players jumped up when they saw the golden light flashing past.

Snapped!

His companion's expression changed and he grabbed him:

"This person must not be killed!"

"why?"

"He's Shen Gongbao... How many bosses will he lose if he kills him alone."

"I see."

"Go, keep up, and lie in ambush on the only way for him to come back, remember, he can't kill, the rest, it doesn't matter!"

Many players were surprised when they saw Shen Gongbao's figure.

What are the benefits of killing minions?

Surrounding the boss is the kingly way!

The bosses in this chapter of the gods are all hidden in famous mountains and rivers, guarded by layers of formations, and it is really not easy to find them.

But with Shen Gongbao, there is no need to worry about no boss.

For a time, the players were surging, and Xiqi didn't know how many players followed Shen Gongbao's footsteps and lay in ambush on the only roads.

Of course, some players still set their sights on Wen Zhong's army. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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Boom!

The long dragon composed of hundreds of millions of troops is mighty and mighty, marching like a dragon, crossing thousands of miles in an instant.

In the army, the sound of Jin Ge's vibration was heard from time to time, and blood was splattered from time to time.

Players, one by one, attacked the army day and night, not seeking to retreat, but only to kill the enemy and make merit.

In the middle of the army, Wen Zhong frowned.

These mysterious people have a lot of methods, poison killing, curse killing, magic weapon escape, all kinds of things, and they are extremely numerous, and they are invincible.

Along the way, countless players have been killed, but the casualties of the army are also increasing day by day.

Not only Wen Zhong, but the disciples of the three sects were all annoyed.

These mysterious people retreated as soon as they saw them, and as soon as they left the army, they flooded up.

It just makes them disgusted beyond words.

"Shen Gongbao hasn't come yet..."

Wen Zhongzheng frowned.

"Teacher help!"

On this day, in the sky, there was a shrill scream.

Shen Gongbao crossed a hundred thousand miles in the void, and came in a hurricane, looking terrified.

Behind him, the players chased after him like mountains and seas.

"court death!"

Wen Zhong frowned, just as he was about to make a move, those players had already dispersed with a hula, and escaped without a trace.

"Master..."

Shen Gongbao was embarrassed, and his old face was flushed:

"Zhou Xin, Li Qi, Zhu Tianlin, Yang Wenhui, Lu Yue and other thirteen fellow Taoists were all killed..."

Looking at the unscathed Shen Gongbao, Wen Zhong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his chest heaved several times, but he still endured it.

"Master, give me another chance..."

Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth secretly.

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