Chapter 3 Summon! A sword of a hundred calamities master!
The moment when King Yu died.
Zhao Zheng's eyelids jumped.
He is still a little embarrassed about how to deal with the sixth child, let it go, it seems that he is a little bit of a virgin, and it is a little bit inhumane if he is destroyed.
The spear of the unknown teenager directly gave Zhao Zheng a comfortable stab.
Although the scene is bloody.
But kinda cool!
No more choices!
"Ding! Dynasty Luck - 1 billion! Remaining Dynasty Luck: 98.9 billion!"
"Ding! Cultivation is +100 days!"
"The cultivation realm is divided into eleven realms: acquired, innate, human king, hundred robbery, earth immortal, nirvana, heavenly immortal, immortal king, immortal emperor, god, and celestial ancestor. After a hundred days of training, ordinary people advance to the acquired realm, and a thousand days of training from Acquired into the innate realm, innate ten thousand days of cultivation into the human king realm, human king cultivated for 100,000 days into a hundred calamities, and a million days of cultivation to become an earth immortal! …"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for entering the first-order realm of the day after tomorrow! Obtained the title 'Rough Skin and Thick Meat', and the power of a single punch is 500 catties!"
One billion luck only gives one hundred days of cultivation?
The system is a little bit tricky!
No wonder Old Zhao Zheng was difficult to level up.
The total is only less than 100 billion, and it will only be 10,000 days of cultivation after this game is over! It's not enough to enter the king's realm!
Is luck so worthless?
But it doesn't matter, I am the emperor, I have a treasure trove, and I will invite a beautiful woman to teach me how to practice.
It's too late, it's too soon.
Chen Haohan was covered in blood, he flew up and rushed towards Zhao Zheng's direction
"Escort!"
The old eunuch shouted, and he himself blocked Zhao Zheng.
"Bang bang!"
Chen Haohan flew in the air. Suddenly, his whole body exploded. Then, his muscles bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a faint khaki light on Chen Haohan's body, he flew towards Zhao Zheng: " Zhao Zheng! Take your life!"
Along the way, as soon as the blocking person came into contact with Chen Haohan, he was directly knocked out.
Too fierce.
This was the first time Zhao Zheng saw the "special effect" after he came here. He stepped back again and again, and then directly used the chance to randomly summon a powerhouse from another world.
"Wow!"
With a flash of golden light, there was a young man in linen beside Zhao Zheng. The young man had messy hair, pale complexion, a wooden sword around his waist, and a wine gourd bigger than his head.
"The boat is done, the vastness, stop it."
Above the Emperor's Hall, an old man spoke calmly.
"Mr. Ge Fengge, the sword immortal who is one of the masters of the Ten Kings Realm in the Qiankun Hall!"
The old eunuch widened his eyes, and then, he bowed towards the old man: "Sir, please take action!"
Chen Haohan fell to the ground and swept away the people in front of him with a sword: "You, the royal worship, should fight for the royal family. Ren Dikun, a ruthless man, will be the emperor, and the world will be in chaos and the people will not live!"
The old man Ge Feng smiled when he heard the words, as if he was moved, hesitating.
There are many masters in the palace, but they will not take it lightly without ordering them.
They are not interested in whoever becomes the emperor, as long as there are a lot of resources offered to them!
Although Zhao Zheng has changed from King Kun to Emperor Kun in the voice of the old eunuch, but if he wants to command a master, he needs to go through Qiankun Hall formally, and he is the real emperor after being recognized by Qiankun Hall.
During Ge Feng's hesitation, Chen Haohan continued to kill Zhao Zheng, but the soldiers around Zhao Zheng kept rushing forward, some fell, but others kept advancing, Chen Haohan had a hard time moving forward.
Ge Feng finished hesitating, he said: "Zhao Zheng, it's better for you to open a treasure house of great flames, let me choose three, I will keep you safe and help you successfully become emperor! Chen Haohan is a congenital ninth-order peak master, which can be said to be half a step. King of Humans, there is so much bravery that ten thousand armies are invincible, and these people of yours cannot stop him!"
At this time, the earth suddenly trembled.
"Your Majesty!" The old eunuch looked at Zhao Zheng anxiously.
Zhao Zheng looked at the young man in linen in front of him: "Can you beat it?"
The young man in mai curled his lips in disdain, but in the end he thought of something, he restrained a bit of disdain and nodded to Zhao Zheng.
The old eunuch didn't notice when there was someone behind him.
"Hundred Tribulations Realm!"
Ge Feng, who was standing on the roof, suddenly exclaimed.
"Come on!"
At the door, Duke Zhen's army of dragons and tigers rushed over!
"Your Majesty, the old minister is here to escort him!"
Among the army, Duke Zhenguo Yang Wei roared loudly, he followed the army and was at the forefront.
The young man in sackcloth stepped forward slowly, and the soldiers in front made way.
"You are helping the tyrant!"
Chen Haohan looked back and saw that the Jin Jiawei he brought over surrendered, and the casualties were all gone.
The words of Duke Zhen Guo made his heart cool.
He understands that he has been tricked.
Yang Wei switched camps.
The young man in linen took off the wooden sword and waved it lightly.
"laugh!"
Chen Haohan jumped and split the young man in linen, but as soon as the sword reached the head of the young man in linen, Chen Haohan and the sword in his hand separated at the same time.
With a "dang" sound, the broken sword fell to the ground.
People also fell to the ground.
After a few seconds.
With a sound of "Boom", the broken sword and the corpse all exploded, turning into countless particle sizes, and were completely destroyed!
The practitioners at the scene were all horrified!
"Yoooooo!"
Yang Wei's eyelids jumped, and he quickly tightened the rope, his face changed again and again.
The Dragon Tiger Army also quickly stopped the momentum.
The forbidden army, the defected Jin Jiawei, and the Yulin army re-formed an army formation. The guards faced the Dragon Tiger Army, and the back turned to the new emperor Zhao Zheng. They were murderous and fighting intent.
Ge Feng's face on the roof was ugly, he and Yang Wei looked at each other, and then he flicked his sleeves suddenly, people jumped from the side several times, and people disappeared.
Originally, it was Zhao Zheng who agreed to Ge Feng, but at this time, because Zhao Zheng was no longer that Zhao Zheng, everything about the Dayan Dynasty began to shift from a large angle!
"Ding! Dynasty Luck - 500 million! Remaining Dynasty Luck: 98.4 billion!"
"Ding! Cultivation is +50 days!"
"Ding! The realm has entered the middle stage of the first order of the day after tomorrow."
Chen Haohan is dead.
A pleasant system sound also sounded in Zhao Zheng's ears.
Zhao Zheng felt his body heat up, and the sense of power on his body became a little more intense.
The life and death of each soldier is also related to the luck of the dynasty, but they are the basic part of the dynasty after all. Unless a large-scale unit is killed or injured, it will have little impact on the overall luck.
Looking at the old fox Yang Wei, the corners of Zhao Zheng's mouth curled up.
The main point of view in the book is that of the protagonist, so the plot of the original Zhao Zheng is very rare, and only a few hundred words will come out when the plot is promoted.
But it doesn't matter, Zhao Zheng feels that it's only interesting when it's complicated.
The old man has a bright red five billion on his head, which really deserves the name of the Duke of the State.
Zhao Zheng was a little greedy, but his reason told him that it would be more fragrant to kill after the overhead, otherwise tens of thousands of people would die!
He was waiting, waiting for Yang Wei to make a choice.
And he believed that Yang Wei would be cowardly. Although it was not mentioned in the book, but when this battle started, he and Yang Wei would inevitably have one less in the future.
It doesn't matter if the plot changes, Yang Wei will fight, he will fight!
He is immortal!
The people on both sides faced off for more than ten minutes, and the scene fell into silence again.
The young man in linen stood there, the wooden sword was bloodless, and he looked at everything around him with disdain.
Yang Wei kept looking at the young man in linen. In the end, he almost gritted his teeth. He got off the horse, knelt down first, and shouted, "Congratulations to my emperor on his succession, my emperor is ten thousand years old!"
This is an excellent opportunity to hold the emperor to command the world.
However, the young man in linen has too many variables, and he plans to look for opportunities in the future.
"Kakakakakaka."
The sound of the armor rubbing became a piece, and the Dragon Tiger Army also knelt down.
"My emperor for ten thousand years!!!"
The shouts of tens of thousands of people are shaking the world, crying ghosts and gods.
"Your Majesty!"
In the forbidden army, there were also generals who raised their arms and shouted.
"Kakakakakaka."
Thousands of people slammed their feet on their chests, and their armors rattled.
Qiankun Hall.
In a huge building with a height of three feet and a dome of three hundred feet in length and width, there are two hundred huge pillars. The pillars are carved with beasts, and a faint golden light of luck appears on both sides of the pillars. There are countless futons on which many warriors worshipped by the Dayan Dynasty are sitting, and a red carpet is spread among the pillars. There are thousands of civil servants and doctors on one side, and four hundred generals and commanders on the other.
At the end of the palace is a high platform with the throne and tables on it.
The shouts of the Emperor's Hall were all transmitted to the Qiankun Hall.
Thousands of worshippers sat on their futons like old monks entering meditation, cultivating with the help of Dayan's qi fortune, ignoring the movement outside.
The ministers and officials looked at each other in dismay.
"It seems that there is a result over there."
"After King Kun enters the palace and completes the ceremony, he will officially succeed to the throne and become Emperor Kun!"
"One hundred Kun Kings can't compare to King Yu. King Yu likes poetry and books, and learns to be rich in five chariots."
"If Zhao Zheng doesn't get the approval of my Great Yan Qiankun Palace, I will never approve him to be the emperor!"