Great Qin: The Nine Dragons, They Are All Good People.

Chapter 116: A tragic song from the long river of history!!

Huang Shigong never expected that this guy Wujun came to Songhai City, and he happened to be hit by them.

Now Wujun directly assumed a pseudonym, and it seemed that he was ready to mix in and see what Huang Shigong and the others saw.

After everyone introduced, they also became acquainted, after all, the Confucian Little Sage Zhuang can be famous.

A group of people even coaxed and took Wujun away, Wang Dong naturally followed, honestly acting as a guard, and didn’t say anything, because he really didn’t know how to describe the scene at this moment, it was a complete tragedy.

When they came to the place where they lived, everyone also relaxed, but they all looked at Wujun, because Wujun was still holding a sugar gourd in his hand and eating like a hamster.

Seeing everyone, Wujun handed the sugar gourd and said, “Why, I also want to eat it, give, there are two left.” ”

Huang Shigong shook his head.

“Don’t eat it, eat it yourself.”

And his eyes swept towards Yan Lu again, and along the way, through the sound transmission into the secret, he had already discussed with Yan Lu, and Yan Lu also agreed.

“I don’t know what the little prince is going to do when he comes to Songhai City? Now this whole Songhai City is not very peaceful. ”

“Of course, it’s a relative, and it’s lively, I heard that the ghost monarch is powerful, and we all want to see it.”

Wu Jun said without any scruples, as for walking relatives, being invited by the ghost monarch to come to support, isn’t it just going to go relatives?

“Also, you haven’t said your purpose, pulling Xiaoye over, it should not only be about taking me as an apprentice, but also, that little brother’s waist, the thing that has been in Weng Ming, is a sword.”

Wujun was very interested in the sword on Yan Lu’s waist, because he felt that this thing smashed and attracted him.

Yan Lu took off the sword and handed it out, and Wu Jun immediately came up with a small head melon, and grabbed the sword in his hand with a wave of his small hand, looking left and right to touch it.

“What? How is it a sword hilt, wait, there seems to be a problem, this thing feels a little magical. ”

Wu Jun held this sword and felt a stream of heat rush into his body, interacting with the internal force in his body, and a sharp and invisible blade appeared on the hilt.

Intangible matter, but it is real, even he can feel the sharp layers in it, and even he can feel that this is not the limit.

“Sure enough, Xiaogongzi can even use this sword, I don’t know if Gongzi can sense whether there is something unusual in this sword.”

Huang Shigong’s eyes lit up, and he was also very surprised by this, as were the others, because Huang Shigong had already explained to them, and they all understood that this was a guarantee for assassinating the Ghost Monarch.

“Xiaoye look at it, this thing is quite good-looking, and it is very novel.”

Wujun muttered softly, closed his eyes, and began to feel carefully, a mysterious internal force movement was attracting him, and he actually began to hook the internal force operation in Wujun’s body.

I don’t know how long, just when everyone thought there was nothing. And right now.

The whole room was silent.

An inexplicable sense of horror swept through everyone, and Wujun’s hair was actually standing up, moving without wind, and boundless qi emerged from the sword, suppressing everyone’s scalp and trembling.

It is as if you are in an ancient battlefield, in the vastness. In the midst of horror.

There were chirps, dragon groans, and hissing sounds, unwilling roars, and the unison cries of countless people, ethereal and distant, as if from ancient times, with a sense of historical heaviness.

“I’ll wait, ask the Lord to ascend!”

“I’ll wait, ask the Lord to ascend!”

“I’ll wait, ask the Lord to ascend!”

Countless repeated words, with roars, with relief, with apprehension, are such a demonic sentence, constantly sweeping everyone’s minds and oppressing everyone’s spirit.

As if you can see the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, countless people threw blood one after another, and countless people finally roared.

The loud calls of the Lord ascended to the throne, all roared, with despair, and roar, with relief, or joy, countless words gathered, as if thousands of people were roaring.

“Forcibly let me soar? Wait, too? ”

A word that seemed to come from the yoyo high heaven carried a look at the sentient beings of heaven and earth, with a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

There were no emotional words, but everyone felt despair, even the silence of those who roared at the moment.

Everyone only felt unparalleled horror, as if a pair of eyes had come down from the vast river of history, staring at them, looking at them, looking at them, looking at them, examining this room.

They seemed to be like those who were unwilling to roar, desperately roaring, and following each other on the battlefield, so small, so powerless, they could only chant the sentence in their mouths: “Ask the Lord to ascend!” ”

People alike.

“Ah!!!”

Zhang Liang roared in pain. Covered his ears, shed blood and tears.

It was as if that singing made his whole spirit squeezed and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Yan Lu and Fu Nian were pale, trembling, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, obviously in order to resist this sense of spiritual oppression, the qi and blood in their bodies were rushing around, causing them to be seriously injured.

The worst belongs to Huang Shigong and others, because of this oppressive force, the stronger the person feels, the more terrifying it feels, Huang Shigong was directly shocked to kneel on one knee, his face was distorted, and his old face was extremely hideous at the moment.

“Azure Dragon Seven Lodges, so it is, this sword, Great Secret, poof…”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, trying to resist it, but at this moment, it seemed that the supreme gaze was staring at him, making him unable to move, and he could only keep lowering his body to avoid the gaze of that gaze.

Humble, did not dare to speak, as if under that gaze they were all ants, they could only become the object of kneeling, this kind of humiliation made Huang Shigong feel humiliated, but he also understood.

“Unspeakable…”

At this moment, Tian Feng and the two only felt that a great disaster was coming, because the Qi Kingdom had not died in recent years, and they all died because of the study of the ‘Azure Dragon Seven Stays’.

“Is it going to be my turn this time?”

A stream of spirit constantly oppressed the two, and the anger and spiritual pressure coming from the sword seemed to be pouring out of the sky, and their qi and blood were flowing backwards, especially the proud as them, only feeling a sense of humiliation attack.

Wang Dong is now lying directly flat, because he has fainted, following Wujun for so long, he has forgotten what his face is, and decisively made himself faint.

And Wujun.

At this moment, it seems that he has changed as a person.

The eyes were full of indifference, the anger did not show the slightest performance on him, and the spiritual oppression did not act on him, as if deliberately avoiding him.

“Interesting, it turns out that this sword is not complete.”

IQ decisively went online, Wujun sensed it, laughed, and came to this conclusion.