I Became an Anonymous Boss

The silver-haired young man stepped across the battlefield of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and came before the two dead with a white cloth in his arms.

He let go of his hand, and covered the white cloth on Yan Qixia's bones.

Yazi whispered: "She has fulfilled her wish, at the price of her life."

Chen Huo put his hands in his cuffs, shook his head and sighed: "There is no sorrow in life, and there is no pain in death, it's all obsession."

"Who doesn't live for obsession?" Yazi laughed at himself, then looked at the sky on the northwest side and said, "It's almost time."

The sky on the northwest side is already dark, as if soaked in blood, and the clear sky is full of blood.

……

A piece of frost was scattered, and Xiuyu galloped all the way to the imperial capital.

There was only a sound of heaven and earth cracking, and the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty collapsed.

It seems that the echo from ancient times left the Burial King Cave, passed through the Longya Canyon, and echoed in the eternal world.

It was the sound of the emperor's recovery.

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The envoy of worshiping the gods was in a mess, perhaps he had never been in such a mess in his life.

A majestic third-rank Yin god, even the underworld has been demolished by seven or eight points.

As the top powerhouse in this world, he has never felt such a strong humiliation. His resentment made him wish to throw everyone's souls into the brazier of hell and burn for a century, listening to this scream every day as a human instrument.

It's a pity that he couldn't do it, he could only watch Arhat and the two heavenly kings guard him to death.

"I didn't expect that the majestic Saintess of Carnival would join hands with Zhengdao..." the sacrificial envoy said with a sneer.

"It's not a joint venture, it's just a whim, throwing two stones, what kind of joint venture?" Xia Houmei smiled and said, "I didn't expect the Yin God to be weakened to this point, the majestic Witch God Cult's envoy, [-]% off the water bottle?"

The sacrificial envoy held back his breath and stabilized the underworld. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely die first, but if he wanted to escape, this group of people might not be able to catch up.

The reason why I don't leave is because I can't leave, and if I leave... it will be a failure.

Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard thunder, a horizontal thunder flashed between the sky and the earth, and shot from ten miles away. The shell smashed into the wall of the Forbidden City, directly piercing through.

A face covered with tattoos emerged from the dust of broken masonry.

The crying man gritted his teeth, his head and face were covered in blood, only his hair turned into a hedgehog shape in an inappropriate way.

A ray of thunder fell from the sky and fell to the ground and turned into a burly general.

Fomalhaut held the handle of the knife on his back with one hand, and glanced at the weeping man: "There are not many people who can catch my thunder knife without dying."

The crying face man is a Heavenly King after all, just sneered: "It is said that Fomalhaut's sword skills are the best in the world, and it seems nothing more than that."

Shangshu of the Ministry of War showed a playful smile, which was even more murderous: "I still have a sword called Shenhu."

The crying face stopped answering, and at this moment, his mouth is so stubborn that he is looking for death.

He glanced at the priest who was equally embarrassed, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The Promise Demon Sect and the Witch God Sect have the same origin, and on the surface they have long been separated, but they still seem to be working together secretly.

The rebellion that overthrew the capital of the Great Qin Empire has the shadow of two sects operating behind it, but it's a pity that the combat power of the Heavenly King Realm is simply not enough.

The sacrificial envoy didn't count Kubo's tentacles, and the weeping man also underestimated Fomalhaut's ability.

Now in front of the Forbidden City, six of the world's top powerhouses are surrounded by a group, which can be called a rare pattern in a century.

The relationship between various Heavenly King Realm masters is relatively complicated, and it is not at all a configuration that can team up with He Qi to fight monsters. However, the coincidence is formed in this way, and unconsciously, they have already stood on the same side to fight against the enemy.

At this time, there is one more person.

Princess Zhen Guo has arrived at the imperial capital.

Fomalhaut looked at Xiuyu, and wondered why he came only now.

Before she had time to ask for clarification, Xiuyu coughed up a mouthful of blood. She forced out the congestion caused by her internal injury. The blood froze into ice in mid-air, and there was a violent and profound aura exuding from the blood-colored ice.

"This breath seems to come from the netherworld." Ku Bodhisattva clasped his palms together and said.

"Where have you been?" Fomalhaut asked.

"The King's Burial Cave..." Xiuyu's true energy transmitted the voice: "The two priests of Ku Rong sacrificed their lives to seal the King's Burial Cave, but lost the suppression of the power of the dragon's veins, the dragon and the snake rose to the ground, and the King's Burial Cave has collapsed, and he is about to rush out. "

Fomalhaut grasped the handle of the Kunshan knife with an ugly look on his face. This chain reaction was something he had never expected.

"Who is going to come out?" Xia Houmei didn't know why, and subconsciously felt that he was a ruthless character.

At this time, there was a sneer, and the two conscientious villains spoke.

"It's the lord we've been waiting for for a long time." The sacrificial envoy said sullenly: "Otherwise, why do you think we don't run away?"

"Setting off a rebellion is only the original goal, and Yongzhen Shanheding is the real goal." The crying man also had a showdown, and the goal has been accomplished anyway: "We can't compete with Daqin alone, we can only rely on external forces. Over the years The Promise Demon Sect and the Witch God Sect are investigating everywhere, all waiting for this opportunity, in order to revive that person."

The envoy sneered: "Daqin has been blocked for three hundred years, but he was only put to sleep forever. Now he is coming back, and Daqin will be destroyed today!"

"When the Great Qin is destroyed, it will be the day when the Great Zhou will restore the country!" The crying man also said coldly: "Now there is no Immortal Wangshu standing in the way of the Great Qin!"

Fomalhaut's kun-blade knife was out of its sheath, and the sky was struck by lightning, and the lightning flashed by.

The third-rank Yinshen and the sixth-level heavenly king joined forces to stop this vision of thundering in the world.

The two were hit hard again and tried to escape, but were covered by the Buddha's palm again.

Kubo slapped his hands together, holding the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, and shifted his shape and position. The two escaped for a few kilometers and were thrown back again, in a state of embarrassment.

"Is it useful to bully us!" Yinshen said angrily: "I opened the underworld, you will have to work hard to kill me, why don't you think about how to escape!"

"Once the Great Zhou is restored, we will be the ones who will take advantage of the right time and place." The crying man stroked his afro: "Fomaluoshimen, you reckless man, can you still defy the sky and..."

There was another thunderbolt.

Fomalhaut said coldly: "Bei doesn't believe in the destiny! Da Zhou destroyed the country a hundred years ago, and ruled the world for less than a thousand years. Ten thousand people resent, and destroying the country is inevitable. Now it is a joke to want to restore it. You are just a bunch of people. Dare to talk to Bei and compare the courage of the people of Southern Tang? The great Qin Dynasty flourished for three hundred years, the country was safe and the people were prosperous, and if you want to restore the country with your own strength, it is just the ambition of a snake swallowing an elephant, and you are not afraid to support yourself to death!"

The others have their own thoughts.

People in the Jianghu are not involved in the court, so they don't know exactly what this matter is.

Xia Houmei asked: "After all, who is it?"

With a question, everyone looked at Xiuyu.

Princess Zhen Guo raised her finger and pointed to the other side of the sky.

"See for yourself."

"He has come."

The sky is dyed with rosy clouds, like a wound bleeding continuously.

At the end of the rays of light, there are dense white bones and giant beasts carrying coffins.

……

Yazi looked at the end of the sky, and said in a low voice, "It's a terrifying power, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, as if holding up a sky, wherever it goes, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall into peace."

Chen Huo stroked his beard: "The ultimate martial arts, the peak of the Great Limit Realm, is only one step away from the Earth Immortal Realm, how can it not be scary? Even the members of the three religions, when they reach the peak realm, they all move mountains and fill the sea Ability. But the ordinary big limit realm should have died long ago, it’s really lucky that this old guy can live for so long, from the founding of the Great Zhou to the present, it must not have been a thousand years?"

"The Burial King's Cave is an exterior scene, and the current situation is special. Sleeping here, coupled with special means, can turn it into a half-dead and half-life posture. As long as it keeps absorbing life, it will restore its youthful appearance and continue to live for a long time. It's like a hibernation " Yazi said in a low voice: "The only trouble is that he has to wake up every once in a while, plundering the world, devouring blood, the sacrificial rituals that Dazhou was used to, how many people were buried at every turn, in fact, they all became his food. Once the thing wakes up, it will be a catastrophe in the world, and I don't know how many people will die, not only how many people will die."

"That is to say, I haven't eaten for three hundred years." Chen Huo understood: "Such an outrageous hostility must be due to waking up from hunger and getting angry."

"Yeah, the world of more than three hundred years has driven him crazy." Yazi said: "For so many years, generations of towns and states have tried their best to suppress him, but in the end they still failed to freeze him for a thousand years. The true energy of Taiyin can block him for a while. , but could not block him for the rest of his life. Generations of Zhen Guo princesses died in the Burial King Cave, either because the oil ran out and the lights ran out, or they were killed after failing to suppress the demons. Dragon Wall."

"On weekdays, there is the Yongzhen Mountain and River Cauldron and Suolongbi. He can't rush out, so he can only take it inside and sleep as much as possible to suppress his appetite."

"Now he's out, just waking up, and hungry, and can swallow anything."

"Millions of people may not make him burp."

The snow-haired youth sighed heavily.

"But he is now at his weakest in three hundred years, and the only way to kill him is now. Even in ten years, there may not be a chance."

"The last emperor, the last emperor, all died of stubborn illnesses. Within the three generations of the Great Qin royal family, there were serious internal struggles, and this is how to grow and eliminate."

"No one knows how long the Daqin luck can last. If this consumption continues, sooner or later it will fall apart."

"Fanyue Valley is becoming more and more incomplete, and the bloodline of Zhenguo is weak. After three hundred years, the bloodline of Earth Immortal has gradually corrupted. The consequence of coercion is to create some defective products, which look good but are useless. Decline."

"Fortunately, Daqin is still in a prosperous age, and he still has some strength to spare. If he can't be killed at this time, there will be nothing left. Sooner or later, he will be smashed out of the mausoleum. Will the weakened Daqin still have the ability to deal with him? What kind of big sect and small sect? They all eat meat in their mouths.”

With Yazi holding his hand behind his back, he said slowly: "I want to see, this time, is it he who devours the world, or I wait for the murderer to return to heaven."

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The bronze coffin in the distance was carried to the sky above the imperial capital by dragon beasts with only white bones left.

The coffin began to shake, and something horrible hummed under the coffin boards.

A pitch-black coffin was raised, and afterward, countless blacks gushed out of the coffin, and a huge black river gushed out from the coffin, hanging in the sky, like an almost pitch-black liquid flowing out of a hollow, like water, and also as viscous as blood .

Big waves were raging, the coffin was opened, and a thin shadow stood up between the black rivers.

That was [-] years ago, the emperor who controlled the hegemony of the central region, the Great Zhou Emperor, was at the peak of the Nine Levels of Innate Heaven and the Great Limit Realm.

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The keel carries the coffin, and the black river flows.

The peak of the Great Limit Realm, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It has only been three hundred years since the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty is nearly a thousand years old. It is not surprising that any kind of monsters and ghosts will appear after the accumulation of thousands of years.

Moreover, the state religion of the Great Zhou was the origin of the Black Lotus Sect, the Witch God Sect, and the Wuji Demon Sect. It is not surprising that this demon sect will produce a peerless demon.

Once humans have otherworldly powers, it's quite normal for a few old monsters to pop up from time to time.

Fomalhaut stared at the skinny and skeleton-like Emperor Zhou, his fingers holding the kun-blade were slightly stiff.

It is impossible for a martial artist in the Great Limit Realm to live beyond two hundred years, and no matter how he prolongs his life, it is impossible to live beyond two hundred Great Limits.

However, Qi practitioners who are in the fourth-rank Golden Core realm can live for thousands of years, which is certainly unfair, so there has never been a shortage of people who have tried to break the limit since ancient times.

Under normal circumstances, breaking the [-]-year-old limit means stepping into the realm of earth immortals and becoming a land immortal to live forever. But this is too difficult. It happens once in a thousand years, and the last land immortal has long since disappeared.

So there are all kinds of ways, people who try to escape the limit of life.