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Chapter 690 King Wu!

Dong! Dong!

On the Duanlong River, the sound of war drums resounded and echoed between the heaven and earth, causing a storm on the vast river surface.

The army of Dawu, which had no end, began to spread out at this time, and the giant ship raised its sails, like a giant beast, cutting through the waves.

The killing aura permeates the world.

The movements of Dawu were immediately noticed by the Great Zhou in Duanlong City. Immediately, the sound of rapid war drums sounded on the city wall. Countless soldiers had solemn faces and tightly clasped the soldiers' edges and bows and spears in their hands.

The source energy fluctuated, either strong or weak, like flames, blooming on the city wall.

On the main building of the city wall, Zhou Qing also looked at the movements of the Dawu in the distance with a serious expression. It was obvious that the Dawu was about to launch his final attack.

"Prepare for war!"

His palm raised, and a low voice rang through the city wall.

Wei Canglan held the spear tightly in his palm, and his body was filled with energy. He shouted loudly: "Fight to the end!"

"Fight to the death!"

Countless sergeants roared.

On the side, the Black Poison King looked pale. He looked at the vast military formation like dark clouds in the distance. His scalp became numb and murmured: "It's over, it's definitely over this time..."

"I was really killed by that kid Zhou Yuan."

Wei Canglan glanced at him, but was too lazy to pay attention. Beside him, Wei Qingqing bit her red lips tightly and whispered: "Dad, can we have a chance of winning?"

Wei Canglan was silent, looked at her deeply, and said, "If my Great Zhou was defeated in the end, I will find an opportunity for you, you will take the opportunity to escape. Remember, you still have your brother at home, so you must survive to protect him!"

Wei Qingqing's heart sank. Wei Canglan said this, obviously because he felt that the Great Zhou no longer had a chance.

Her eyes were slightly red and she said, "Dad, we may not lose. Didn't there be news before that Your Highness Zhou Yuan would come back? He is now the holy son of Cang Xuan Sect!"

The Black Poison King interrupted, "What's the use of him coming back? What can I do if I have one more Taichu realm? Will I die?"

His words were filled with resentment.

Wei Canglan glared at him, then said to Wei Qingqing: "Silly girl, if your highness doesn't come back at this time, you can still retain some fire seeds for my Great Zhou. With your highness's talent, in time, you will be able to kill King Wu and avenge my Great Zhou."

Wei Qingqing bit his red lips tightly, feeling a little desperate. At that time, even if King Wu was destroyed, it would be difficult for the Great Zhou Dynasty to rebuild it again.

Dongdong!

The sound of war drums in the sky kept echoing.

The giant ships quickly broke through the river and gradually approached Duanlong City with a overwhelming force.

And when the continuous army of Dawu gradually approached, figures rose up in the air, and powerful source energy was emitted.

Those are the powerful Taichu realm who are obviously in the Dawu realm.

At this time, these powerful people from the Taichu realm of Dawu all hugged their arms and looked at the heavy city in the distance with a playful look. That appearance obviously did not take the last resistance of the Great Zhou in his eyes.

On Duanlong City, the powerful Taichu realm masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty also burst out with powerful source energy at this time to deal with it, but their faces all seemed particularly heavy, and they obviously felt the oppression brought by the Great Martial Arts.

The giant ships began to slow down and stopped, and then everyone saw a giant golden warship slowly coming from behind. Wherever they passed, the rest of the warships retreated.

All the eyes of heaven and earth gathered towards the golden warship.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a dragon throne at the top of the golden warship. At this time, a figure sat upright on the dragon throne with his eyes closed.

The figure was wearing a golden dragon robe, with a cold face. As the dragon robe turned around, there was majesty.

When this figure appeared, the sound of war drums all over the sky gradually faded away at this time, and even the surging waves on the river were quietly calmed down under the pressure.

Heaven and earth return to tranquility.

The countless gazes were frozen on the figure.

On the city wall, Zhou Qing held his palm tightly, and the blue veins swayed. The coldness and murderous intent in the eyes of the pair were as if they were about to penetrate the figure on the dragon throne.

That figure was too unforgettable for him.

Back then, their Great Zhou was in full swing and was influential. It was precisely because of the rebellion in front of him that the Great Zhou collapsed and finally he could only stay in this remote corner in front of him.

Moreover, this thief not only seized the great Zhou Dynasty, but also planned to seize Zhou Yuan's holy dragon energy, causing his child to suffer. Qin Yu repeatedly transfusions to protect the child's name, resulting in a sharp decline in his life span.

It can be said that the person in front of you is the biggest murderer of destroying the country and destroying the family!

"Wu Kong!"

Zhou Qing stared at the figure tightly, and a cold sound popped out from the gap between his teeth.

The figure on the dragon throne is the current King of Great Martial Arts, Wu Kong, Wu Kong!

With countless eyes gathering, the slightly closed eyes of King Wu on the dragon throne slowly opened at this moment. At that moment, an astonishing pressure of the source energy burst out directly from his body.

The golden warships under their feet all made creaking sounds at this time.

And behind, countless soldiers from Dawu knelt down respectfully, as if they could not bear the power of the king.

"Zhou Qing, it's been a long time no see."

King Wu looked up, his eyes fixed in the distance, and his faint laughter resounded like thunder.

"The thief of the country!" Zhou Qing's eyes were full of hatred and he said in a cold voice.

King Wu smiled faintly and said, "The incompetent people dare to hold the throne? Zhou Qing, you have today's situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so you can only say that you are incompetent."

Zhou Qing's eyes were red.

Wei Canglan shouted sternly at this time: "Wu Kong, you made your ancestral oath back then. For a hundred years, Dawu did not take the step of the Great Zhou. Now are you trying to violate the ancestral oath? Let the people in the world laugh at you for no faith?"

King Wu narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "If you, the Great Zhou, honestly, behave like this small country in this remote area, I would not want to pay attention to you, these poor people, but if you, Zhou Qing, still have delusions, then I will have to cut off the roots."

"As for the ancestral oath."

A sarcastic expression appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you really think there are any restrictions on me? In fact, what I regret most now is that after I received the holy dragon energy, I was too excited and left you and the remaining soldiers behind me. Otherwise, how could there be such trouble today?"

Wei Canglan's face was full of anger and gritted his teeth and said, "If you violate the ancestral oath, you will be retribution!"

However, King Wu waved his hand and said, "The wrath of the weak is particularly ridiculous."

He stared at Zhou Qing with a condescending look and looking down, and said, "Zhou Qing, there is no need to say more nonsense. You should know the purpose of my Dawu attacking Zhou this time."

"If you sever your sanctions before the two armies at this time, I will accept the Great Zhou peacefully."

His eyes drooped slightly, but there was a huge murderous intent in his slightly narrowed eyes.
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