Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 676 Yang Zaixing's Choice
For one side, the fastest way to increase its strength is undoubtedly the promotion of the country.

Promoted from the holy court to the heavenly court, and crossed the mortal world, the luck and fortune generated are enough to increase the overall strength of the country several times.

"As ordered!"

Jiang Ziwen came out and saluted respectfully.

Immediately, under the curious eyes of the ministers in the palace, he squeezed his right hand, and the strong power of Yin God lingered, condensing a king seal, supreme and brilliant.

Under the king's seal, the law of reincarnation swept across the sky, suppressing one world after another.

This seal is the seal of King Qin Guang.

Of course, this is not the real King Qin Guang's seal, it is just a ray of energy, which can only burst out with one billionth of the power. Even so, it is comparable to a fifth-level fairy soldier.

"open!"

Holding the king's seal in his hand, Jiang Ziwen's illusory figure has become imposing and boundless, ruling the world like a god.

call!
Immediately, a gust of wind blew from the sky of the imperial capital, blowing from all directions, ecstatic to the bone, as if it could blow away all three souls and seven souls.

This gust of wind is not an ordinary yin wind, but a very dark wind from the underworld.

As long as the cultivation base has not broken through the fairyland of Taiyi, and accidentally strays into the wind of extreme darkness, within a short while, you will end up in a dizzy end.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, the void shattered, and a black ghost gate emerged, which was as high as ten thousand feet, carved with countless ghost beasts, or roaring, or laughing wildly, or weeping, or mourning.
Wisps of black yin energy emerged from the ghost gate and transformed into various shapes, like ghosts and monsters, making people feel chills physically and mentally.

"Your Majesty, my humble minister will go!"

Jiang Ziwen saluted again, a black cloud appeared under his feet, flew into the ghost gate, and disappeared.

And as he left, the Wanzhang ghost gate faded, and the roaring wind dissipated.

The bright sunshine, sprinkled on the earth, expels the chill.

The whole world is like a new life.

"What a terrifying dark force!"

"His Majesty's hole cards are really endless!"

In the depths of the sky, 'Jun Tian', who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, whispering with lingering fear in his heart.

Facing the extremely dark wind that was blowing just now, even if he is the Dao of Heaven, the "Heaven" of this world, he also felt shuddering.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at Qin Wudao, who lived high in the temple, mighty and majestic, and couldn't help showing respect.

Back then, when he first surrendered to Qin Wudao, he still felt aggrieved. He was the supreme "Heaven", and it was a great shame to obey an ordinary person.

But now, he felt that this was the right choice.

For the Great Qin Holy Court, what is 'heaven'?

Heavenly Sword Small Thousand World.

With the return of the defeated Zhan Jianfeng disciples, the whole world is completely boiling.

A series of scarlet pillars of murderous aura shot straight into the sky, shattering the clouds all over the sky, overflowing with blood, and dyed the sky red.

Inside the Tianjian Pavilion, many disciples held swords and stood under the towering main peak, all showing murderous intent, and they could go to battle at any time with just one order.

The Great Elder has fallen!
Let all races share the same hatred.

at the same time.

In the suspended hall on the top of the main peak, more than sixty mysterious and fairyland powerhouses stood with their swords, bursting with sharp aura, causing the void in the hall to be continuously broken and reorganized.

"Old Ancestor, the interrogation is out!"

After waiting for a while, an elder wearing a blood robe, with fluttering red hair and an indifferent expression, walked in and handed over his hands to report.

In his hand, he held a confession, stained with blood.

As for him, he was in charge of a punishment case and was punished by countless disciples who were demons.

"Read!"

An old sword-wielding ancestor raised his head and ordered in a cold voice.

"As ordered!"

Elder Xing Xun opened the confession, which was filled with densely packed words. Shen Shenghui reported: "According to the statement of the Zixuan Sect Master, there are 870 human forces who have taken refuge in the Extreme Demon Palace. Valley, Burning Fire Holy Court, Ghost Sword Sect."

Half an hour later, the elder Xun finished his confession.

In the main hall, there was a dead silence, including the three elders holding swords, everyone was shocked.

There are actually 870 six forces that betrayed the human race!
"Good good!"

"I didn't expect that there are so many things to eat inside and outside the territory of the human race!"

"Decree, kill all the traitors, and then mobilize all the power of the human race to counterattack the Extreme Demon Palace!"

A sword-wielding patriarch stared wide-eyed, blushed furiously, and roared murderously. The majestic and indifferent voice shook the hall violently.

He really couldn't figure it out, the heavens and all races have long had the heart of the dead, why are there still people rebelling against the clan, and when the big tree of the human race fell, would they still have a good life?
The outside must be safe first!

Kill the traitors of the human race first!
To avenge the fallen Great Elder and the 16 disciples who died in battle!

"Kill kill kill!"

A powerful man in the Xuanxian Realm roared, his voice was like thunder, piercing clouds and cracking rocks, reverberating throughout the Heavenly Sword Small Thousand World, resonating with countless warriors.

"Kill kill kill!"

"Vengeance! Revenge! Revenge!"

Hundreds of millions of warriors roared, murderous intent surged, and the terrifying sound waves shattered the sky and spread far, far away.

"not bad!"

In the corner of the main hall, Yang Zaixing leaned against a pillar, looked at the murderous elder of Tianjian Pavilion, and nodded slightly.

To be honest, he was a little surprised that there were so many traitors in the human race.

But he soon calmed down. He has seen this kind of thing too many times. After all, not everyone is proud.

In his previous life, the Song court was weak, the king was incompetent, and the officials were timid to fight. They all wanted to negotiate peace and didn't care about the lives of the frontline soldiers.

In comparison, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion is pretty good, at least the roots are not bad, and everyone from the Heavenly Sword Immortal to the ordinary disciples still has the spirit of resistance.

"kill!"

Accompanied by a roar.

The three sword-wielding patriarchs and dozens of elders all broke through the sky, with a murderous aura like a rainbow, they crossed the sky and disappeared into the depths of the starry sky.

In the blink of an eye, only Yang Zaixing was left in the hall.

"General Yang, the ancestor has ordered me to take you to the Treasure Pavilion to pick out ten treasures!"

At this time, a disciple wearing a sword robe came in, and after saluting respectfully, he said neither humble nor overbearing.

"no need!"

Yang Zaixing waved his right hand, and a battle spear emerged, bursting out with a sharp spear intent, and a monstrous fighting intent surged from his body, straight to the sky, shaking the universe.

"Human race demon, how can I stand by and watch?"

He gripped his gun tightly and said solemnly.

As soon as the words fell, it turned into a gun light, piercing through the sky, piercing a hole in the sky, leaving behind a flash of fighting spirit, covering the world.

"Three patriarchs, you are so disrespectful, you actually abandoned this general, is it because you look down on Yang?"

Soon, Yang Zaixing caught up with the strongmen of Tianjian Pavilion who left first, and said dissatisfied.

"General Yang, this battle is too dangerous!"

"The Holy Court of Great Qin has just ascended, so it is not suitable to participate in the war, and there is no reason to take risks with us!"

The sword-wielding patriarch who flew to the front turned to look at Yang Zaixing and said with a smile.

"Yang does not agree with this statement!"

"Tianjian Pavilion fought for the human race and sacrificed countless sacrifices!"

"Although the Great Qin Holy Court has just ascended, it is also a part of the human race. From the king to the common people, they are all ready to fight for the human race!"

"Yang is not talented, and is willing to represent the Great Qin Holy Court and charge for the human race!"

Yang Zaixing said resolutely, the terrifying aura soared to the sky, and the terrifying murderous aura surged, like an invincible God of War who is about to rush to the battlefield and become the executioner who dominates the battlefield.

"It is a great blessing for the human race to have you!"

Dazu took a deep look at Yang Zaixing, and suddenly laughed heartily, turning into a starlight, piercing the sky again.

No one noticed that the moment he turned his head, those old eyes were full of relief.

(End of this chapter)