Storm of Kings

Today, Fubo City is not stable under the rule. It has been found that a total of 1,729 extraterritorial monsters have opened territories. Although they are scattered, their strength is very strong, and it is difficult to eradicate without gathering masters.

Since it is currently in the dark fog year, all the towns and villages have closed their homes and lived a hard life behind closed doors, so they are not cold to the monsters outside the territory.

In this environment, many people even hope that the monsters outside the territory live near towns.

What kind of mentality is this?Because compared with those behemoths, the robbers who broke the cooking fire and robbed the house were more terrifying.

People can often hear rumors of cannibalism. No one is more relaxed these days. They are gritting their teeth and suffering. If one day a monster from outside the territory breaks into the city, maybe he will be relieved by closing his eyes...

Today, within the coercive range of Fubo City, orders can only reach one-third of the territory, and the other two-thirds are controlled by Yuanquan Town, Flying City, Giant Kun Gang, and extraterritorial monsters.

At present, the three provinces of Tokai, Toze, and Tobu are completely divided. Even if those areas still obey the rule of Fubo City, the order will have to be discounted. Therefore, the ruling foundation is gradually disintegrating. This is Zhao Lingchuan’s last desire to see the result of.

It was precisely because of a mess that Fubo City's Zhao family reduced the difficulty of factional battles and pushed Zhao Lingchuan, who had always been lucky, to the fore.

Zhou Lie walked all the way, lamenting the sufferings of the people. Every time he went to a town, a huge amount of dark ripples swarmed.

They are curses, resentments, regrets, and anger left by people who have died tragically. They are all called dark remnants. They are blocked by the blue lines of the underworld, forming layers of illusions, like hell soaked in blood.

Zhou Lie was not in a hurry, he was also facing the mess now.

Qing Xuan Zi Ji Gong is the foundation of both life and life. When you are unable to transform yourself into a mountain, you will organize your exercises and establish a cyclic practice route of strengthening the body with blood, accumulating fire with the body, and forging the gods with fire. Fa was promoted to the fourth-rank superior, and he was waiting to return to the real advanced fourth-rank superior. Unexpectedly, the blackened Shao Yong played a hand san kung.

Gone!It's really gone!

Qingxuan Zijigong couldn't find any traces of practice in his body, Zhou Lie's current real rank was in the lower fourth stage.

This is still the result of the strong support of the two ancestors of Yingzheng and Shao Yong. If it were not for the double ancestors, he has now fallen to the fifth grade.

For many years, his skills have been in vain. Faced with such a situation, Zhou Lie must find another way to recover, otherwise it won't take long for him, the demon lord, to become obsolete.

What should I do?

To untie the bell, you need to tie the bell, Zhou Lie and Shao Yong combined: "Old Patriarch, this is your old work, so you have to help me make it up anyway."

Shao Yong said with a smile: "You do not break or stand. Although the azure black and purple power has disappeared, but it has existed after all. Your blood, physique, and spirit have benefited a lot. Now you can restore the original to a piece of jade. Oracle consolidates the aura, and then comes to ponder and recover."

"Oh?" Zhou Lie came to the spirit: "Now that we have mastered the original writings of the Wujiang Ape Race, has the ancestors peeked into the mystery of the magic pattern? Otherwise, they would never propose to imprint an entire oracle bone inscription."

"Hahaha! It's not difficult for those who meet, and not for those who are difficult, but you have to endure a little bit of pain. The old man has to use the universe front to make the knife and pen until it penetrates the essence of your soul. Your strength and deeds depend on this. Wen. As for the previously branded oracle bone inscriptions, if they can be changed, they can be changed, and if they can't be changed, they can be abolished and discarded to meet the current situation."

"Okay! How about using ink? To keep the oracle bone inscriptions, you need extremely high-end materials to make ink, so that the oracle bone inscriptions can be solidified, but there are so many things on my body, I really can't think of what I can use for ink!"

"Simple, adapting measures to the situation, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, fully tapping our own potential, and making good use of everything around us is the foundation of our self-reliance in the world. You see, you use obsession to establish your mind for the world, your life for the people and the people, attracting the vast sea The darkness and remnants of knowledge came, what a huge force! It is too inefficient to use them as a poisonous fog just to surround themselves. Now let the old man's book hang on the ancient battlefield text, and pay tribute to those who have died since ancient times. The heroic spirits on the battlefield. Their courage is worthy of praise, and their spirit is worth passing on. This Oracle will serve as a carrier to give you more powerful strength."

Shao Yong said, stepping out, stepping on his feet, holding a universe front, and engraving around Zhou Lie's figure.

"Haohao, Pingsha is boundless, no one can be seen."

"River lingers, mountains disputes."

"Being sad and haggard, the wind is sad and the sun is shining."

"The broken grass is withered, it's frosty morning."

"The birds can't fly, the beasts are dead."

At this moment, the sky and the earth were gloomy and strong winds were blowing, as if a golden horse was coming into a dream, and there was an army marching forward, and Shao Yong continued to engrave!

The chief of the pavilion told Yu: "This ancient battlefield often overwhelms the three armies and the three armies..."

"Crack..."

Thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, reflecting a group of figures, and there really were ancient battlefields appearing, with corpses all over the field, arrows flying in clusters, shouting and shaking the sky.

"Often ghosts cry, but when the sky is overcast, they smell."

"It's sad! Qin and Han dynasty? Near the modern times? I heard that the husband Qi Weiwei, Jing Han summoned."

"Thousands of miles away, exposed for years."

"The sand grass grazes in the morning, and the river ice crosses at night."

"The earth is wide and the sky is long, and I don't know the way back."

"Send yourself to the edge, who is so embarrassed?"

Shao Yong went all out and spent a lot of his energy to carve out ancient characters on Zhou Lie. After each character was formed, it seemed to come alive, like a young bud stretching its waist and growing rapidly with wind and rain, turning into a piece. Indescribable shadows.

As the voice spread, the swarming darkness produced ripples, and many figures appeared and worshipped in the distance, then turned into a faint light and floated forward. They seemed to be recognized, and they were not blocked by the blue patterns of the underworld.

"Xiaoxian, I can see it."

"Bu Dian looked down, crying and looking at the end of the world."

"The world is sad, the grass and trees are sad."

"The hanging sacrifice will not come, the soul has no support."

"There must be fierce years and people will be displaced."

"Woohoo yeah! Time fate? From Gu Rusi! What can I do for you? Keep it at the Siyi, guard the Siyi..."

"Woo woo woo..." The sound of wind and rain gathered together, and the article "Diao Gu Battlefield" was finally completed. Zhou Lie felt that he had been baptized, as if he had participated in thousands of battles. After opening one obstacle after another, there is a majestic momentum in my heart that even thousands of people are going to go, mental endurance, random response ability, and ad hoc judgment ability rapidly soared.

Suddenly, Zhou Lie felt that he was standing in the center of a large army, and the heroic spirits who had died for thousands of years were with him.

Tens of millions of Yin Soldiers entered the oracle bone inscriptions. Although they only occupy three-thousandths of the dark sacred knowledge, it is the three-thousandths of it that allows Zhou Lie to consolidate his vitality and reduce the impact of San Gong.