In the darkness, a palace is like a painting in a dark world.

Two figures with blurred faces sat opposite each other.

"He broke the game."

"Oh? My boy from the Su family still has this ability?"

"Great Brahma, Emperor Shakti, and Yama were all killed by him."

"Haha, let these three get some sleep. Anyway, they will be stronger when they wake up. Could the boy from my Su family be the reincarnation of some big shot?"

"How can it be."

"Haha, it's really impossible. But since this kid has this ability, why don't I help him bring order to the chaos and let others help him become the son of destiny? Such a son of destiny will definitely be able to kill many, many people. That would be great."

"Hasn't the timetable for the title of the next dynasty been set? People have begun to grow up, how can we change it?"

"Well... then let him go. Anyway, there will always be monsters in this world. Just pay attention to maintaining a balance and creating conflicts."

When the man in the darkness said this, he subconsciously looked sideways and saw a mysterious big clock hanging on the "wall" of the dark palace.

The two people who were talking suddenly fell silent at the same time.

On the big clock, the hour hand is set at seventeen o'clock, and the minute hand is already infinitely close to the six o'clock position. It only takes one last "tick" of the second hand for the minute hand to completely land at six o'clock.

However, this mysterious clock did not move at all, as if it was frozen in place.

The two looked at the clock, glanced at the "seventeen o'clock" hour hand, looked very serious, and then looked at the person who was about to arrive.

six o'clock minute hand

and

About to jump

of

Second hand.

...

...

In the barren and barbaric land of the Far West, extreme weather always exists. This is a forbidden area for life. Even death row prisoners would rather be beheaded than come here.

The black soil is covered with strange fungi, and the deep pits look like huge eyes that cannot close their eyes, staring at the sky filled with red clouds.

Bang!

Bang bang!

From time to time, pillars of fire burst out from these huge craters, like fire monsters vomiting. These "vomits" covered them, forming strange surface craters.

But no one would believe that it was a volcano, because there were too many of them.

Has anyone ever seen a land covered with volcanic craters?

The locals far away from here belong to the Western Turks,

They think this is a disaster caused by human evil thoughts colliding with the "Earth God". Arrogance is the biggest sin here. Everyone needs to worship west every morning and night to show their humility and submission.

And if the flames erupt frequently, the locals will select the most "arrogant" person as a sacrifice to appease the anger of the "Earth God".

Ba Qin is a beautiful woman living here. She looks at the west with fear,

The Earth God has been angry for a month in a row. This has never happened before. Let alone a month in a row in the past, even once a month is too much.

The air temperature today is already very high.

In recent days, several herdsmen in the village have also disappeared mysteriously. All of these herdsmen are very strong.

An acquaintance told her quietly that these Wranglers were not missing, but dead. Their heads were burned off by the flames, but their ribs were intact, and even the wounds were "scorched". When they were found,

, only half of her body was left. In order to prevent panic, these things were not spread or known. This acquaintance only overheard her husband after he was drunk.

While she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard someone walking behind her, and she hurriedly knelt down, bowed her head to the west, and bowed, showing her humbleness, otherwise she might be declared arrogant.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Another series of fire explosions came from the sky, and the heat wave caused the surrounding temperature to rise a few degrees more.

Ba Qin wrapped her veil and the already heated headdress, and knelt on the already warm ground, feeling frightened and at a loss...

...

...

The Turkic King was sitting in the felt tent of the Khan Court, staring blankly at the door curtain blown by the wind.

His face was extremely cold, and his height of over two meters and his body as strong as a bear made him feel oppressive.

The door curtain was opened, revealing a huge blue wolf totem flashing outside the felt tent. The person who walked in was a scribe with a Central Plains appearance. The scribe twirled his beard, saluted, and said in Turkic language: "I have seen the Khan.

"

The Turk king said: "Has the envoy set off?"

The scribe said: "The situation in the Great Shang Dynasty has changed, and the marriage may not be recognized."

Bang!!

The Turkic King slammed the table, and the stone table immediately broke into pieces. His big hand slapped it from top to bottom, with a loud sound like thunder, and stone chips flew. Some stone chips even flew into the scribe's face, cutting him on the cheek.

There were several traces of blood, which showed how much power was contained in each stone fragment.

The Turk king said: "Say it again?"

The scribe said with a mournful face: "The emperor of Shang is dead, and the current lord of the imperial capital is the married princess."

The Turk King laughed loudly and said: "Just in time, I have found a new home for my Turk."

The scribe said: "There are so many talents in the Central Plains that we can't invade rashly. The ghosts went there with the frost giants. When they came out, half of them were missing. It is said that they were killed by someone leading the soldiers with a single sword."

The Turkic King wondered: "So powerful?"

I have no choice but to admit that I can kill half of the frost giants with one sword? What kind of magical operation is this?

The scribe said: "I have inquired. It was originally a sunny day with a slightly higher temperature, and someone used a strange method to raise the temperature again. This made the frost giant not only unable to possess frost armor, but also became much weaker.

The general leading the army is said to be one of the Eight Wonders of Confucianism. These Eight Wonders are the successors of the Eight Paths of Confucianism. Each of them has the ability to determine victory or defeat and subvert the battlefield.

It’s just that these Eight Wonders cannot easily use the Mysterious Formation. Every time they use it, their longevity will be weakened a lot.”

The Turkic king fell silent.

If one of these eight strange people stabbed the Turks, would they still hit him?

but...

He thought about the situation getting worse and worse.

He said coldly: "No! We must go to the imperial capital! This marriage is inevitable!"

The scribe pinched his beard and moved his eyes: "Khan, we don't need to face the Confucian Eight Wonders. As long as we don't invade, we can do anything.

Invasion, they will attack the outside world in unison.

If we don't invade, we might still gain allies.

The people of the Central Plains just like to fight among themselves. If any of them know that we are going to the imperial capital for marriage, someone will definitely support us."

The Turkic king thought for a moment, understood what the scribe meant, and praised him in poor Chinese dialect: "Tao Rurui, you are so treacherous."

The scribe said awkwardly: "Khan, treachery is not meant to be praised."

"Okay, you are really despicable."

The scribe chuckled. If he knew who taught the Turkic King Zhongyuan, hehe...

"My Turkic Wolf King will also go with the envoys. In addition...he also has some powers that you can't think of."

The scribe named Tao Rurui was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of joy: "Khan, it can't be..."

"God felt our sincerity and sent down warriors for us," the Turkic King said: "Let's set off today! The sooner the better, and implement the marriage. Tao Rurui, you go with us!"

"Yes, Khan."

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Chapter completed!