The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 194 The Barbarian Movement
This sapphire blue feather was given to him by the King of Fa. It was the feather that had faded from the demon bird back then, and was brought back by the great cultivator of the Evil Spirit Sect to refine it into a magic weapon. It is also a treasure among the top-grade spiritual weapons.

If he hadn't made great achievements and needed to suppress an empire to preside over major events, it would be impossible to have it. This time, it was this magic weapon that saved his life.

Zhan Hongtu's face was full of disbelief, he felt so unbelievable and his heart was in a mess, he couldn't understand how he, a little Han emperor, could have such a background in the court that had been oppressed by the sect for thousands of years.

This stunned him, he stood in mid-air and kept spurting blood, his body was pitch-black like someone fleeing from famine in Africa, and he looked at Luoyang in bewilderment.

He didn't dare to take another shot easily. It would be fine if Luoyang didn't have the magic weapon, but if he still had it, then he really hit the gun. At this stage, the best thing to do is to heal quickly.

Therefore, Zhan Hongtu took out a sandalwood box from the storage bag, and opened it to find a pill of pure white medicine, which was full of fragrance.

Zhan Hongtu looked at the elixir showing heartache, but he didn't dare to be negligent. He opened his mouth and swallowed it to heal his wounds. .

"Hey, Hall Master Zhan is worthy of being Hall Master Zhan. A hundred fire thunders can't kill you, but it doesn't matter. After one hundred, there are still three hundred more!"

Luo Yang grinned, but Zhan Hongtu almost cried, because not far away, Luo Yang held a large piece of crystal clear fire thunder in his hand.

"Damn it, your uncle's dog!" Zhan Hongtu swears even at his level of cultivation. He is also considered a bachelor, and he fled after leaving a harsh word, but he dared not suffer such a blow again.

The last time a hundred of them hurt him, but this time, three hundred of them would not be able to protect him even if it was a spiritual weapon in his hand. I am afraid that the 100 catties of meat would have to be handed over here, which is not worth it.

"I can't help it. This kid is too difficult to deal with. If it's impossible, I can only send a letter to His Majesty the King of Dharma, asking him to take care of this little brat."

At the mention of Lord Fawang, even a hero like Zhan Hongtu couldn't help but fight coldly. He was terrified in his heart. If he hadn't been pushed to the limit, he wouldn't have reacted to Lord Fawang.

In a corner of the imperial city that night, Yin Xia, the saint of the evil spirit sect, stared at Luoyang in midair with a smile like a flower: "It seems that I, the saint, have come to an end. After all, the saint is dead."

"In the future, I will be me, and Yin Xia will be Yin Xia. It's just that Zhan Hongtu will definitely not let it go, and he has some friends who are the hall masters of the nearby empire."

"For the time being, he doesn't dare to disturb the Dharma King who sits in the Moyun Dynasty. Presumably, he will use the power of his cronies to find me. Now that the golden cicada has escaped its shell, there is no need for the Han Empire to stay any longer."

"Although Liang Yuan is not a long-term home, I have to go, little man." The corners of Yin Xia's mouth were raised, revealing a smile full of sunshine and deep meaning, and the gold medal in her hand flew out.

Luo Yang, who was in the midst of the hunting wind, suddenly frowned, and in the palm of one hand, the gold medal appeared in the palm of his hand, and there was also a sound transmission talisman on it, which was given to him by Yin Xia.

"Shallow water can't grow real dragons, and forests can't breed colorful phoenixes. The sky is high and the ground is far away, and there are countless empties. The outside world is the world we soar in."

"Little man, don't be blinded by the glorious status of the empire and let down your talent, otherwise I will feel bad."

"The man I like must be the one who dares to fight against the Nine Heavens. Don't let me down."

"I'm leaving. Don't miss me too much. When we meet outside in the future, little man, you must recognize me immediately! Otherwise, I will bite your ear!"

"Yin Xia!"

Luo Yang's eyes shone with dazzling brilliance, anxiously saw Yin Xia's beautiful back when she left, and she seemed to feel Luo Yang's gaze.

He waved his small hand like a snow ball towards the back, and left in an extremely chic manner, without the slightest hesitation, with a sense of heroism and generosity.

Luo Yang's face was sad, but his eyes were so clear that people couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. He stared at the sky and didn't speak for a long time, and no one dared to disturb him.

A quarter of an hour later, Luoyang let out a long howl like the roar of a dragon and a rook, like a roar of a lion and a tiger, shaking the entire imperial city, and the sound waves washed away all the dust and dirt in the imperial city like a stream of water.

Without hesitation, Luoyang returned to the palace within a few steps, presided over the overall situation to appease the people, announced to the world to launch a warrant against the evil spirit sect, and continued to enhance the power of the imperial court.

In a blink of an eye, May has passed, and the weather in June is already very hot. The scorching sun is shining brightly, scorching the earth like burning coals.

The farmers working in the fields were already shirtless, and the children couldn't bear the heat and jumped into the river directly, like little ducks.

The same is true for the farthest western border of the Han Empire. Like a steamer, there are endless verdant forests at the end of the world, which is so hot that the air is illusory.

This forest is too old, far older than the history of the Han Empire. Even if the ancestors of the Hai clan made waves and pulled the water of the East China Sea to flood the land, it did not sink and perish, but instead grew more lush.

Row upon row of towering trees rise straight into the sky. Millennium-old trees can be seen everywhere, with a height of hundreds of feet. A single tree can cover thousands of acres of land.

This is not the territory of the Han Empire, but their forbidden area. This is the world of the barbarians and their paradise.

The barbarians are different from the human race, but they have similarities. They are tall and tall. When they were children, they were as tall as human adults, and when they grew up, they were as tall as two or three feet.

It is said that they have the blood of ancient giants, and they are the descendants of giants and human races.

It has always been the confidant of the nearby human empires. Thousands of years ago, several human empires adjacent to it were devastated. Cities fell and thousands of people were displaced, suffering unspeakably.

Ten thousand years ago was the time when the barbarians were at their most prosperous. They gathered 8000 million troops and attacked nine empires at the same time. When they were invincible, disaster struck.

The ancestor of the Hai clan set up swords and swept the barbarians all the way. He suffered a catastrophe. He was the first to be attacked, and his vitality was seriously injured. It took ten thousand years to restore [-]% of his original prestige, but even this [-]% made people feel restless.

In the center of this boundless primeval forest, there is a lake with a diameter of thousands of miles. The water in this lake is crystal clear, green like washed jasper, and colorful fish can be seen swimming everywhere in it.

But no one dared to catch one, because this is the holy lake of the barbarians, and beside the holy lake, there is a towering peak, with a green area below, snow-capped areas on the top, and a holy light shrouded on the top.

This is the holy place in the hearts of all the barbarians, the Daxue Mountain beside the holy lake, where the barbarian's great priest is located. It is an existence more noble than the five chiefs, and has the right to speak in control of everything.

Because he was personally selected by the barbarian gods in the hearts of all the barbarians, he can communicate with the ruler, the barbarian gods, and he is highly respected among the barbarians, and he can get whatever he wants.

At this moment, the patriarchs of the five great barbarian clans gathered in the temple of Daxue Mountain, they surrounded a long table, and on the white jade seat in the middle was a very old man.

The old man was two feet tall, wearing a robe made of linen, holding a long staff in his hand, and his cloudy eyes were constantly emitting light.

"Thousands of years have passed, and Lord Barbarian God is finally taking care of this land again, and the crown of glory of my barbarian race will be recast!"

"Ape Barbarian, Wolf Barbarian, Eagle Barbarian, Snake Barbarian, Cow Barbarian, the five barbarian tribes, Hao Erlang's entire army is dispatched. It's time for those humble humans to experience the power of our barbarians!"

"Go, go kill! Go loot! Go conquer cities! Go show our power! Go regain our pride! Go!"

Following the almost fanatical growl of the high priest, the patriarchs of the five great barbarians laughed loudly, and their figures disappeared into the hall in a blur.

Thousands of miles away from the dark forest like a green ocean, there is a city with a hundred-foot-high city wall and heavy array protection, which can be said to be unbreakable.

The imperial court has stationed [-] troops here, and the city has a radius of [-] li. There are millions of people living in it. All of them are fierce and can become soldiers to guard the border at any time.

This is the acropolis of Pingman City, which can be said to be a sentry post and an extension. It is close to the barbarians to report their every move at any time, giving Pingman City a buffer. There are nine such acropolises in total.

The sky was overcast that night, and there were no stars to be seen. Thousands of soldiers on the city wall were standing by, watching the forest in the distance vigilantly, ready to fight at any time. After all, barbarians would come out to kill every now and then.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a muffled sound, like a mountain collapsed, and then a thousand-foot tree flew over, like an unstoppable meteor from the sky, piercing a big hole in the city gate at once!

"Kill kill!"

The sound of shouting for killing sounded, the ground shook, and there was the sound of thousands of horses galloping. It was the barbarian army that came out. They were generally two or three feet tall and wore simple leather armor.

Armed with a broad axe, Sa Yazi rushed out from the thick and lush forest. Each of them had fine tattoos on their bodies, which were the totems of wolves. Tens of thousands of people began to attack the city.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

There was a loud roar, alarm bells rang in the city, drums beat, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers came to compete with the barbarian warriors.

The battle was very fierce. Those barbarians had thick skin and thick flesh. Their defensive power was astonishing, and their combat power was too strong. Many of them just picked up the iron bars of thousands of feet and shot, and they could smash down a large part of the city wall in one fell swoop.

"kill!"

A middle-aged general with silver helmet and silver armor came out. This is the side city lord of this place. With a big ax in his hand, he chopped dozens of barbarian warriors into two with a single touch, and his blood spurted.

"Ow!"

The sound of howling wolves sounded, and a man with a height of seven feet stepped forward. The muscles on his body were exaggerated, like hills one by one. This is lumpy meat!
He carried two tomahawks on his back, and a seven-headed wolf was embroidered on his bare chest, and he stepped on the ground to create deep pits as he walked.

(End of this chapter)