Perfect world battle blood stained nine days

Chapter 85
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With a flick of his fingers, Shi Zhan easily shattered the spear that was aimed at him.

The spear formed by the rune culture shattered and dissipated into the wind with a puff.

Shi Zhan looked at the woman in armor, his face turned cold.

This woman doesn't talk about Wude.

Sneak him up.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

"My lord, forgive me!"

Elder Wu Ming walked out of the queue with a pale face. He never expected that the armored woman would dare to attack Shi Zhan.

Wu Ming knelt on the ground with his head down.

wow wow wow.

All the strong men from Heifengzhai followed Wu Ming and knelt down.

They didn't say any words of intercession, they just spoke with actions.

"Uncle Ming, get up! What are you doing! My Daxuan Dynasty only kneels down..." The armored woman glared at the crowd, and a powerful aura erupted from her body.

This breath erupted like a mountain torrent, making it difficult for the dozens of Shenhuo powerhouses present to breathe.

"If you are at the peak of the True Realm, if you don't take the holy sacrifice, you can be a god. No wonder you have the courage to attack me."

Shi Zhan understood that this was the confidence of such a woman.

However, the Daxuan Dynasty... what is it?This Black Wind Village, what other backgrounds are there?
Shi Zhan squinted his eyes, shining brightly.

"Your Highness, Daxuan is dead!" Elder Wu Ming knelt on the ground, wailing in pain.

"No, as long as I become a god, the Daxuan Dynasty will have the power to rise again! Uncle Ming, we will definitely be able to make a comeback!" The armored woman said coldly, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

"In my opinion, this Zhulu Academy, that is, the mob, the dean who relied on the inheritance of the predecessors to break through the gods, is just a waste!"

The woman in armor made no secret of her contempt for Shi Zhan. Relying on inheritance to gain strength is the lowest level of means. In the past, she had countless opportunities like this, but she gave up all of them.

In her eyes, Shi Zhan is just rubbish.

"Daxuan Dynasty... Stories outside the plot..." Shi Zhan seemed to have not heard the woman's words, he felt that he had opened up a new plot, and was weighing the cause and effect of it, and how to solve it.

In this world, everything around you is driven by cause and effect. Before making a decision, you must think twice, understand the reason, and then act.

"The Daxuan Dynasty, a big power in Xuanzhou, can be called first-class in the Three Thousand States, but that was hundreds of years ago."

Patriarch Wang Ao, the representative of the thirteenth family, saw Shi Zhan's doubts, and stood up and explained to Shi Zhan.

"Xuanzhou, Daxuan Dynasty..." Shi Zhan nodded slightly, looked at Wang Ao, and signaled him to continue.

"500 years ago, an accident occurred in the Daxuan Dynasty. The old emperor died unexpectedly. The two heirs of the dynasty started a century-long tug-of-war for the throne."

"For 100 years, Xuanzhou monks have been involved and forced to join this battle for the throne that can be called the twilight of the gods."

"After a hundred years, countless monks in Xuanzhou fell, many Taoist sects were shattered, and the inheritance was cut off. The two princes fought to the end, and there was no winner. The ultimate battle in the palace."

"This also created the most famous canyon in Xuanzhou, the Great Rift Valley of King Xuan."

"The two princes are both gods and strongmen. They shot with all their strength. The sky collapsed and the earth was shattered. The sky was smashed. The palace became history and turned into ruins. The earth split open and a gloomy spring spewed out. The cold air shot up to the sky and everything was frozen."

"No one expected that a group of armored soldiers emerged from the ground. They were wrapped in a faint mist, and they wore decayed but strong armor. They walked out of the ground and slaughtered almost all the creatures present. Only A few survived."

"The two princes joined forces at the last moment, let go of their hatred, and fought against Huang Quanbing together. However, an accident happened. They thought they could wipe out the eerie soldiers, but the result shocked everyone.

"The attack of the strong god of the gods hit the armor without causing any movement, just like a breeze blowing gently, Huang Quanbing did not suffer any damage."

"That Huangquan soldier stepped out of a small soldier and said something he didn't understand in a strange language, but everyone present could understand what he meant."

"He said, reincarnation..."

Speaking of this, Wang Ao's body shook violently, his seven orifices bled, and his breath suddenly weakened, as if he had suffered an inexplicable injury.

"Huangquan... reincarnation..." Seeing this, Shi Zhan's blood vessels in his forehead also throbbed violently. He felt that something was about to be remembered by him.

"Elder Wang, were you also one of the onlookers at that time?" Shi Zhan took a deep breath and calmed down all abnormalities, he asked.

"Yes, in that battle, the strongest forces in Xuanzhou participated, and people from several nearby continents also went."

"At that station, the supreme being was startled, and he shot himself, obliterating that group of strange soldiers."

Wang Ao took the next elixir, stopped the injury, and continued, this time, he never mentioned the two words of reincarnation and hell.

"Supreme...Reincarnation...Huangquan..." Shi Zhan nodded in thought, his eyebrows twitched together, thinking deeply about the cause and effect, his head grew dizzy.

What is Huangquan, what is reincarnation, this is a big pit, and the entire trilogy has not been filled in. Shi Zhan feels that it is better to stay away from this thing.

At least, you can't touch these things until you have the power of the immortal level.

Elder Wang Ao stood quietly, recovering from his injuries.

"A battle for the throne in the Daxuan Dynasty, why does it involve Supreme? Reincarnation? Underworld? This kind of thing?" Shi Zhan turned his head to look at the woman in armor.

All the answers must be found from this woman. Wang Ao was just an ordinary soldier on the battlefield at that time, and he knew too little.

"Heifengzhai, is it a remnant of the Daxuan Dynasty?" Shi Zhan said coldly.

"My lord, the Daxuan Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, and it is gone. We are all out-and-out Heifengzhai bandits!" Wu Ming raised his head on the ground, looked at Shi Zhan, and said humblely.

"Uncle Ming, don't forget! The blood of the Daxuan royal family flows in your veins! Stand up! My disciple of Daxuan will never be a slave!" The woman in armor shouted when she saw this.

"Your Highness!" A group of thieves in Heifengzhai looked at the armored woman with sadness on their faces.

"This man is the blood of sin, let alone surrender to him!" A voice rang out, and an old man came from a distance.

He is the former third elder of Zhulu Academy.

He looked excited, his face was flushed, and he walked all the way, pointing at Shi Zhan and shouting.

"He is blood, a traitor, and an enemy!"

"Brother, you shouldn't have woken up." Wu Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, turned and walked towards the third elder.

"Second, what are you going to do!" The third elder instinctively felt that something was wrong, and Wu Ming's expression at this moment was very strange.

"Daxuan is gone, I don't want the family members of Heifengzhai to follow you to carry out the so-called restoration of the country!" Wu Ming said in pain.

"They are living very well now, better than in the past hundreds of years!"

"Why are you bothering them?"

"Second brother, you have betrayed your faith, you have forgotten your clan, you have betrayed us, you have changed!" The third elder's eyes turned cold in an instant.

"Brother, Daxuan is gone a long time ago, you are still living in the past! Our Heifengzhai Divine Fire Realm is only twenty, and we don't even have a single god, so what are we going to do to restore the country!"

"The battle of Xuanzhou caused people to die, hundreds of millions of monks' families were ruined, and all the holy places of sects were involved. The inheritance was cut off, Tianjiao died, and a throne almost destroyed a state. Is it worth it!"

"Worth it! King Daxuan, if you can gather the luck and divine power of a state, you can become the Supreme, so why not worth it?" The third elder said indifferently, "As long as I become the Supreme, Daxuan and Xuanzhou will all be revived, and all the glory and splendor will be reappeared." !"

"That's just a legend! It's been tens of thousands of years, and the Xuan Kings of all dynasties have not become supreme. Do you think you are qualified and capable!" Wu Ming sarcastically.

"Okay, shut up, my ears hurt from screaming." Through the debate between the two, Shi Zhan roughly understood the allure of the Daxuan throne.

It turns out that becoming a king can become a supreme being. This Daxuan Dynasty should have mastered the method of condensing the luck of mountains and rivers, so it can use this to break the road to being supreme.

"What are you, you should talk to me like this!" The third elder exploded, with the aura of a god appearing on his body.

It turned out that he had been hiding.

"God? What's the purpose of hiding in Zhulu Academy?" Shi Zhan narrowed his eyes, startled by the forbearance of the third elder, and then calmly thought about his purpose.

The ruined place of Zhulu Academy has been ransacked by many great teachers. Except for the memory in the brain of the old courtyard, everything else is gone. What is the meaning of these three elders staying here all this time?
Zhulu Academy has a big secret!

The Daxuan Dynasty also has a big secret!
Shi Zhan looked around at the crowd. At this moment, everyone kept silent, and no one explained Shi Zhan's doubts.

"Finally, do you still choose to attack me?" Shi Zhan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt a special aura coming towards him.

This obscure aura comes from the large formation on the square below. This formation looks like a spirit-gathering formation, but inside it is a large killing formation!
"Dean, did you take the initiative to hand over the memory, or let us force you!"

Wu Ming suddenly turned around and smiled at Shi Zhan.

As soon as he saw it, he tore off all camouflage.

"kill!"

In the square, the murderous aura was soaring, and tens of thousands of monks occupied every eye of the square, supporting the powerful killing formation.

Heifeng once again formed an array of more than a dozen powerful gods and fires, intertwined with arcane runes, and they gathered all their power on the three elders.

"boom!"

The aura of the peak level of the gods exploded completely!
"Soldiers obey the order, cut off blood!" The armored woman stepped into the sky, a spear of killing intent condensed in her hand.

She is the most critical part of this great formation, the strongest point where all the forces converge.

At this moment, with the blessing of the formation, she is already shoulder to shoulder!
"cut!"

Tens of thousands of monks roared, bursting out with divine power and killing intent, converging on the murderous spear held in the woman's hand.

The strong killing intent formed a substance, spreading out the power like ripples continuously.

"Daxuan Killing God Formation!"

Da He, a woman in armor, her helmet shattered, her long hair fluttered, and her beautiful face showed an indescribable murderous aura.

She swung the spear, and the void was solidified and shattered. The spear's aura was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to pierce through the supreme body.

"My lord, offended!"

At this moment, the representatives of the Thirteenth Clan also sighed, and the spirit of life like wolf smoke erupted from the bodies of more than a dozen powerful divine fire masters, blending into the formation.

Among them, Wang Ao's strength is extremely strong, and he has vaguely touched the realm of the true one. He has received the blessings of many monks and the power of formations, and has briefly possessed the combat power of the realm of the gods.

"I knew that things would not be so simple. How could this world be as simple as I imagined!" Shi Zhan felt the powerful aura coming from four directions, and smiled bitterly.

The woman in armor, Wu Ming, the third elder, Wang Ao.

The breath of the four gods was surging, and they turned into a new formation, blocking this place.

"As expected of the foundation of the Daxuan Dynasty in the upper realm, even hundreds of years have passed, there is such a powerful formation." Shi Zhan sighed.

Tens of thousands of ordinary venerables and dozens of divine fires can actually use the formation to produce four god-level combat powers.

"I'm also very curious, what secrets does this Zhulu Academy have, which is worth all your troubles!"

"I don't know if you can explain it to me. I don't think I will have a chance in the future."

Shi Zhan looked at everyone calmly, as if he had calmly faced death.

"Oh, you were crazy just now, now you know how to beg for mercy?"

"Are you asking for advice? Put it right!"

The woman in armor snorted.

"His Royal Highness Xuanwang, please explain to me." Shi Zhan bowed and said respectfully.

"Haha." The woman in armor smiled, and the murderous look on her face was brilliant.

"Since this is the case, I will let you be a sensible ghost. We plan your academy, and we plan your luck and qualifications."

"Oh? College luck? Qualification? Is it related to the name?" Shi Zhan looked at Wu Ming thoughtfully.

He once remembered that Wu Ming asked him to change the name of the academy, but he vetoed it.

"That's right, the name is luck. The name of the academy gathers great luck. The older the academy, the thicker the luck. This luck is different from ordinary luck. It is not affected by the decline of the academy. It is called hidden luck." Luck, hidden luck has always existed, he was involved with the people who walked out of the academy, he couldn't explain it clearly, the way was unknown, and he was constantly cut off."

"The more disciples there are, the thicker the hidden luck will be. If you can turn it into manifested luck, you will be favored by heaven and earth. There is an indescribable beauty."

"And the secret method of our Daxuan Dynasty is a means of extracting hidden luck from a record and turning it into explicit luck!"

The woman in armor told Shi Zhan these things, not worried that Shi Zhan would get away and spread the news.

Four against one, and the blessing of the formation, it is too simple to deal with a god who relies on the inheritance of empowerment.

"...Hidden Luck...Manifest Luck..." Shi Zhan lowered his head, his eyes flashed, and he was thinking about many things.

"Did the Daxuan Dynasty really perish? The two princes fought, and many sacred mountains and holy places in Xuanzhou were shattered. Maybe it will be Daxuan who finally succeeded..."

"Hidden Luck... Daxuan..."

There must be a connection between the hidden luck and the manifested luck. The woman in armor didn't say it clearly. After all, there are outsiders here, and things can't be spread indiscriminately.

"Thank you for your information. I have learned a lot. It is indeed a secret method that can cause great visions."

"Next, I will do my best to show respect for you."

Shi Zhan lifted off into the sky and looked down at the crowd, his majestic aura slowly revealed.

It's time to fight!

(End of this chapter)