People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 341 Duobao kills his own self, Wen Zhong's life and death determination

The Xuanyuan Sword is a human killing treasure, and the princes are the embodiment of part of the human will. When the Xuanyuan Sword lands on the princes, they will naturally be counterattacked.

at the same time.

Emperor Xin was only a hundred years old. According to the 360-year life span of the emperor, he had already passed his youth and reached the prime of life. However, because of his willful behavior,

This resulted in the backlash of karma. When the Xuan-yuan Sword was returned to its scabbard, without the sword's suppression, her jet-black hair gradually turned white until it became silver.

The wrinkles on my face gradually increased.

Just like a dying old man.

Su Daji was horrified, and she transformed into a water mirror and said, "My king, you are old."

Emperor Xin moved slowly. He looked down at the back of his hand, which was covered with wrinkles like dry bark. He was shocked and said, "Immortal, save me."

Taoist Duobao descended from the clouds and sighed, "The power of humanity has backfired. Your life has come to an end. It is an honor to die with the country."

"No!"

Emperor Xin roared at the top of his lungs.

"I have not seen the immortals recapture Xiqi, nor have I seen the prosperity of the Shang Dynasty."

"Are you sure this is what you want to see? Not the wine pool and meat forest in the Zhaixing Tower, nor a seductive fox dancing like Daji." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked at King Zhou with contempt as he showed regret.

"Save me, Immortal. I will give you everything I have."

Emperor Xin lay powerlessly on the ground, pulling at Duobao's trouser legs. He did not look like an emperor at all, but more like a desperate beggar looking for a bite to eat.

Can you do anything?
"The title of Human Emperor has completely fallen in your hands."

"That's all."

Taoist Duobao took out a golden elixir from his pocket and said, "The golden elixir can extend your life. As for how long, it depends on how severe the backlash of the power of humanity is."

"Thank you, Immortal Master!"

King Zhou couldn't wait to swallow the golden elixir.

In the Fire Cloud Cave.

Cheng Tang, the founder of the Shang Dynasty, turned pale with anger and said, "King Zhou! My good great-grandson has brought shame to our lineage of the Emperor. How shall I explain this to the Three Sovereigns?"

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to explain.

"Unfilial descendants! Emperor Xin should be killed. Queen Jiang once had two sons. Yin Jiao died and his soul was included in the list of gods. She still had a son: Yin Hong, who can take his place."

Wen Ding quickly stepped forward to explain.

"Then go and arrange it."

Cheng Tang, the ancestor of Shang, waved his hands and sighed. He finally understood the look in Dayu's eyes when he looked at King Jie of Xia for the last time. It revealed helplessness and heartache. The foundation of the Shang Dynasty that had lasted for thousands of years was ruined by his unworthy descendants.

Who can agree?

"Daji, help King Zhou down."

The majestic voice of Taoist Duobao fell into Su Daji's ears, like a thunderclap, which frightened her so much that she immediately helped King Zhou back. The fear rising in her heart made her blame everything on Emperor Xin.

On the surface, we still have to maintain the necessary affection.

"Nuwa goddess, you have to see it all." Su Daji comforted herself in her heart.

the other side.

Taoist Duobao flew above the black bird and slapped its belly with his domineering palm, directly transforming the dragon energy she had swallowed and integrating it into the Heavenly Sword.

The hatred of the black bird turned into a sword that could cut through anything.

Taoist Duobao laughed loudly.

"I, Duobao, will kill me today. Please let the Heavenly Sword come upon me."

"cut!"

The black bird let out a painful wail, using resentment as a fuel, burning the void, and the golden Heavenly Sword shone on Duobao Taoist's forehead and cut it in two. Duobao Taoist spit out a wooden spirit bead, infused with divine thoughts, and the wooden spirit bead changed and merged with the ego corpse that was cut out.

The other half is based on the Xuanhuang Qi to build the foundation and enhance his origin.

The Taoist Duobao is actually a Duobao Rat, and his specialty is treasure hunting.

The thing that is most in abundance is spiritual treasures, otherwise it would not be named: Duobao.

As the Xuanniao burned the luck, the luck of the Shang Dynasty fell again in an instant. On the other hand, the luck of Xiqi was like a pillar, turning into a group of paulownia trees, waiting for the phoenix to come.

The Shang Dynasty lost the support of the people, especially the 400 princes who were directly wiped out, causing many princes to completely lose their attachment to the Shang Dynasty and turn to Xiqi.

Wen Zhong in front spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He sighed, "Man proposes, God disposes."

Haha
"Is it true that there is no hope for the Shang Dynasty?"

Many soldiers of the Shang Dynasty were shocked when they saw Wen Zhong falling from Juelong Ridge. Wen Zhong was the pillar of the Shang Dynasty. If he fell, who could replace him?

In the Xiqi camp, Qianliyan and Shunfenger told Jiang Ziya about Wen Zhong falling down the city wall.

Jiang Ziya walked out of the tent with a smile, holding the magic whip.

"Wen Zhong is unconscious, which is the time for our Xiqi army to make a concerted effort. Soldiers of the three armies, follow me to kill the enemy."

roar~
roar~
roar~
The uniform voice resounded through the sky.

Zhang Shan and Li Jin tried to persuade Wen Zhong to leave immediately, but Wen Zhong refused: "Forget it!"

"I am tired. Today I will fight to the death with Jiang Ziya. If I die, you two can take my male and female whips back and tell King Zhou. Wen Zhong has repaid the kindness of three generations of emperors."

"I won't see you in this life."

"it is good!"

Zhang Shan and Li Jin nodded with resentment. They knew that King Zhou was unjust. They had always thought that King Zhou was just young and was bewitched by his flattering ministers. Now, they realized that they were too naive.

"Set up the formation!"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother sat on the cloud, looking at the determination to die in Wen Zhong's eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Wen Zhong, since this is the path you have chosen, your teacher has nothing to say. I just hope you won't regret it in the future."

"Master, Wen Zhong became my disciple at the age of seven, and assisted the Emperor after he came down the mountain. This is my Mingzhi. I want to do something for the people of Yin Shang, but King Zhou is unjust."

"I admit it."

Wen Zhong held two whips sadly, astride the black unicorn, and walked towards the Xiqi camp.

"Junior sister, I'm counting on you."

Fairy Yunxiao nodded, scattered the formation flags, and the sky was filled with yellow sand, changing the world. Fairy Yunxiao said softly: "Wen Zhong, this is the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation of Uncle Master. The wind and sand can bite people and kill immortals."

"We Jiejiao immortals are not going to take action. You can kill the enemy in front of you alone. When you are exhausted, I will take your master back to the mountain gate. It is not a decisive battle, and we will not cause the karma of the world."

"Thank you, uncle."

Wen Zhong sat on the back of the black unicorn, standing at the center of the formation, and said desolately: "Jiang Ziya, do you dare to break the formation?"

"Wen Zhong, don't be so arrogant. Let me show you how I can break your formation."

Jiang Ziya had the ability to see and hear from afar, and they had already told him that Wen Zhong was determined to die. Therefore, the disciples of the Chan sect were not surprised. On the contrary, some of them were eager to try.

Kill Wen Zhong?

Such achievements are enough for them to go down in history.

"I come."

"I go."

In an instant, the three generations of disciples of the Chan sect rushed into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

White Crane Boy, Lei Zhenzi, Wei Tuo
In groups of three, they gradually approached Wen Zhong with the power of three talents.

(End of this chapter)