Six Gods

Chapter 351 Xuan Huang Zhu

The mountain shook, and a black-yellow light rose from the depths of the earth, shining in all directions!

Vaguely, Xiang Yuan seemed to hear the roar of countless giants, and countless burly humanoid creatures in the void were running on the ground, chasing stars day by day, holding the universe in their hands, and stepping on the eternal road.

Staring at these phantom figures, the blood in Xiang Yuan's body seemed to be summoned, and began to surge, making the sound of huge waves of the Tianhe.

The king seal in the body trembled slightly, and in the mist, it seemed that something was about to come out, but it never really appeared...

"The activation of the Xuanhuang Pillar is complete!
Detect damage levels, estimate simulated repair procedures.

The degree of damage is 90.00% two...

The core unit is completely destroyed.

The Dao Ling unit was completely destroyed.

The restoration procedure simulation is over, and the restoration procedure needs to be filled with the following substances.... "

As Dao Ling's voice subsided, a cold breath gushed from the back of Xiang Yuan's hand and entered his consciousness, which was the list of all the materials needed to repair the Xuanhuang Column.

Looking at the total number of zeros and zeros, there are tens of thousands of items in the material list, and the veins on Xiang Yuan's forehead twitched slightly.

This is too much...

The list of substances simulated by Dao Ling is not only extremely long, but also very rare and rare, and has never even been heard of.

Obtaining it is so difficult that it is 180 times more difficult than refining longevity beads.

"Xuanhuangzhu is the first three pillars of the 27 pillars of Shengdao, and the top four are listed as the core structure of the national defense system.

Presiding over the restoration of Xuanhuangzhu can inherit part of the real power of the original controller. "As if sensing Xiang Yuan's hesitation, Dao Ling quickly gave the feedback brought about by repairing the Xuanhuang Pillar.

"Real power?"

"Yes, the first volume of the law of the prosperous Tang Dynasty stipulates in seven articles that those who repair and gather the core structure of the upper four systems can inherit part of the real power of the original controller, and the inheritance share is determined by the degree of repair.

The real power of the prosperous Tang Empire was divided into financial power and military power.

The real power verification is required to mobilize and command the national protection system. The level of real power varies by three levels. Those with high power can forcibly take over the power of the national protection system held by those with low power.

Literary rights can take over the two departments of students and acting.

Wu Quan can take over the two departments of killing and refining. "Dao Ling explained word by word.

Unexpectedly, Tang Dynasty Civilization had such a precise setting. After hearing this, Xiang Yuan couldn't help asking: "Then how much real power do I have?"

"Your Excellency has no real power for the time being. The Human King belongs to the bloodline sequence of the human race and does not have real power and authority." Dao Ling replied directly.

"Then how can I inherit the Sea of ​​Dry Bones?" Xiang Yuan asked.

"Inheritance scanning did not find the real power holders of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. If there is no real power holder, it will be inherited by the highest human blood sequence." Dao Ling replied.

Nodding his head, he didn't entangle with Dao Ling about the issue of real power anymore. Xiang Yuan went all the way down, and finally saw the wreckage of the four kingdoms of the prosperous Tang Empire in the deepest part of the mountain.

The black and yellow light rises and wanders at the bottom of the mountain, evolving countless ancient traces.

It was a gigantic pillar like the Huabiao of the previous life, but only less than one-tenth of its majestic column remained, the fracture was incomplete, and a few messy tooth marks could even be seen, as if it had been crushed. What kind of beast brute force destroys and bites.

"This is the Xuanhuang Pillar that was destroyed by the demon ancestors."

Staring at the almost completely destroyed Xuanhuang Zhu with his hands behind his back, Xiang Yuan's broken golden eyes shone slightly.

The effect of this Xuanhuangzhu is very similar to his Xiang Wangqi, both can help the human race, unseal the blood seal in the body, and reawaken the power of the human race.

It's just that Xiang Wang Qi's power has great limitations. Once he leaves Xiang Wang Qi's influence range, the blood seal will be closed again, and the seal cannot be completely lifted.

In contrast, the power of Xuanhuangzhu is much stronger. It can undo the blood seal of the human race 100%. Although the probability is much lower than that of Xiang Wangqi, it can actually create a Xuanhuang Seedlings of those who come.

If it is really possible to repair this black and yellow pillar, then wouldn't our human race have a steady stream of black and yellow people?
Even forming an army composed entirely of Xuanhuang people... Xuanhuang Army...

The big hand behind him clenched unconsciously, Xiang Yuan was very interested in having an army completely composed of black and yellow.

Although he already has a similar Young Lin Army, there is no doubt that the Young Lin Army can only be used as his own army, and cannot be used as a regular army for conquest.

"Forget it, it's still unknown whether the Xuanhuang Pillar can be repaired... The Xuanhuang Army...hehehe..."

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The scorching sun roasts all fields.

Under the golden sun, Han Huangan with gray temples hurriedly rushed back from the Eastern Continent.

As one of the generals who received the most attention from King Xiang in the human army, Han Huang'an's prestige in the entire army is now almost second only to that of the first soldier in the army because of his love for soldiers like his son and his strategizing style. Wang Bo of the Bloody General.

This time, upon receiving the Wang Order, Han Huangan rushed back from the Eastern Continent without a moment's delay.

Stepping out of the Durenqiao formation where the light of the pattern was gradually dimming, Han Huangan's eyes moved slightly as he looked at his hometown that he had been away from for decades.

He has been in the army for decades, although his appearance has not changed, but his temperament and demeanor have already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Now, with vicissitudes in his eyes, he is very different from the gentle and jade-like student of Juzong back then, as if they were two people.

Touching his white temples and looking away, Han Huangan walked towards the city.

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Xiangwang Palace, located in the center of Jibing City, is extremely deserted today.

The palace maids and servants were all sent away in advance, and even the first guard who stood guarding the palace on weekdays could not see a single person.

The huge palace is quiet and clean, revealing a bit of tranquility and ease.

All the way through the uninhabited palace, the ground paved with high-quality white jade shines with warm light. In the distance, there seems to be a curl of mist covering the unreal palace. The phoenix spreads its wings on the eaves carved from sandalwood, and the green tiles are carved. The floating windows are made of wall panels made of jade.

Han Huang'an didn't look sideways, just walked forward, all the way to the front of the main hall, and then bent down and knelt down:

"The last general Han Huang'an, please see my king."

The sound is clear and clean, scattered and scattered.

In the main hall, a man's voice with a thick and majestic voice proclaimed after a few breaths:
"Enter."

creak-

The door of the main hall was gently pushed open, and the pale golden eyes outside the door shot into the hall, the warm light swayed, and the dust floating in the air could be vaguely seen flying around.

In the main hall, the golden dragon is coiled around the vermilion tall pillars, and the golden roof and the mysterious wall give off a sense of infinite solemnity, majesty and majesty.

On the golden lacquered mountain and river throne in the center of the hall, sits a king who looks down at the world and holds the universe in his hands.

Below, besides Han Huang'an who just opened the door and came in, there was another person standing.

This man has a cropped head, fair skin, a majestic and burly physique, standing aside with a smile on his mouth, with a kind face, but his eyes are as sharp as a knife.

"Wei Ruhu?"

Recognizing at a glance that the person in the hall was Wei Ruhu, who was also a student of the Juzong with him back then, Han Huangan frowned subconsciously.

He didn't expect this man to appear here.

As one of the students with the worst stroke rating among the eight great sects, Han Huang'an hated and feared Wei Ruhu.

It's just that since he resolutely gave up the future of inheriting the Juzong and entered the Eastern Army, he no longer hears from this man, and he has forgotten a lot of his memory.

But now...

"Everyone is here, Huang'an, Ruhu, kneel down and take orders."

Sitting on the throne, the human king exuding majesty spoke slowly.

Underneath, Han Huang'an and Wei Ruhu bent down on one knee without a moment's hesitation.

"The end is here."

"Han Huang'an has made great achievements in leading the army and is loyal to the human race. This king is very consoling. Now he bestows the Chiyang dragon arm to lead the iron spear cavalry!"

The sound was loud and vibrating, and the king raised his finger, and a golden-red light came out of his hand, turning into a head flapping its wings and roaring, the dragon shadow of the dragon chant piercing the sky suddenly wrapped around Han Huangan's left arm, condensing into a dragon head He groaned, glowing with the red sun, extremely hot, and every inch of the arms was covered with magical brilliance.

With Chiyang's dragon arms added to his body, Han Huangan felt an extremely scorching force piercing into his body from the dragon's head.

In an instant, countless golden-red cracks spread out on his body surface, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart and exploded.

My king wants to kill me?
The unspeakable pain made Han Huang'an think that Xiang Yuan was going to kill him.

Gritting his teeth and kneeling on the ground, despite the purgatory pain raging in his body, Han Huang'an's eyes were firm, and he didn't seem to waver in the slightest.

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

Sitting on the throne and looking down at Han Huang'an, who was enduring boundless pain, the corners of the young Wang's mouth curled up slightly, and his broken gold eyes showed appreciation.

Well, as expected of this king's favorite general.

As long as you can survive this time, in the future when this king expands his borders, you will definitely have a seat by his side!
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(End of this chapter)