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Chapter 1636 The means of the three generations

The patter of blood rained down, and the night sky washed by the blood rain seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood-colored gauze from a distance.

The vast sea of ​​clouds seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The ancient sword palace stands in the sea of ​​clouds, and several tall and tall figures stand outside the palace, looking down at the sea of ​​clouds.

Under the sea of ​​clouds are all living beings, and all the deities are like gods.

The sea of ​​clouds is ten thousand feet long, but it cannot cover the sight of the nobles.

Staring at the sea of ​​clouds without moving, the expressions on the faces of all the saints changed uncertainly.

Together we bravely fight against the national calamity!

The roar of the Qin army's cavalry seemed to ring in the ears of all the nobles. When they saw that their impregnable counties were breached by the Qin army, their faces became gloomy and terrifying.

Especially Wei Zun, his face was extremely ugly.

Among all the countries, Wei had the largest number of counties that fell.

Seeing the unsatisfactory Emperor Wei and all the civil and military officials, Wei Zun's eyes flashed coldly, "You are an unsatisfactory descendant!"

"It seems that I have underestimated Qin all these years. Even if I lose Qin Zun and Ying Zheng, leaving countless hidden dangers, the Qin State is riddled with holes and cannot be compared to the other six countries!" A cold voice sounded, Qi Qi said.

Zunliu raised his eyebrows.

"That's not necessarily true. If all the elites of the various countries were not buried outside the territory, how could the Great Qin be allowed to do so?"

Zhao Zun was dissatisfied and said: "It's not certain who will win. In the past, the cavalry of Zhao State was enough to compare with the cavalry of Qin State, let alone today!"

"With the addition of Li Mu, it will be easy to recapture the fallen counties!"

Zhao Zun was full of confidence. Among the six countries, his Zhao country was the strongest. He was extremely confident when he said this.

"The Zhao Kingdom's cavalry is the most powerful, but what's the use of even the most powerful cavalry if they can't be put into battle?"

Wei Zun was unhappy at first, but when he heard Zhao Zun's slightly proud tone, he struck back: "You have the most riots in Zhao, and Zhao's cavalry was dispatched to suppress the mob. You have the energy to deal with Qin's cavalry!"

"Humph, Master Fusu is worthy of being the son of Yingzheng!"

"This big game of chess has caused chaos in all countries. Over the past thousand years, his methods have become more and more terrifying!"

A light layer of frost condensed on the snow-white sword eyebrows. Yan Zun said in an indifferent tone: "Yao Li, Nie Zheng, and Zhuan Zhu, these three people actually fell in his hands!"

"Not bad!" Han Zun gave a rare compliment, but his tone immediately changed in vain: "But in the end, he is just the son of Ying Zheng. He is destined not to become Ying Zheng!"

"Let Le Yi go, it will be easy to capture him with Le Yi's strength!" Wei Zun suggested.

"Le Yi!" Zhao Zun's face changed slightly and he immediately refused: "Le Yi wants to take charge of Handan and must not leave Zhao country!"

"Then let Tian Ji go!" Wei Zun suggested again, looking at Qi Zun imperceptibly.

"Tian Ji is no match for him!" Qi Zun said coldly, "Qi State's army still needs him to lead it, and he must not leave Qi State!"

"What about Sun Shu'ao?" Wei Zun curled his lips and stared at Chu Zun directly in front of him.

"No time. Chu State needs someone to guard it!" Chu Zun refused without even thinking.

Wei Zun refused to give up and his eyes drifted towards Yan Zun and Han Zun.

"Many powerful men in Yan Kingdom have perished!" Yan Zun said helplessly.

"Yan Zun, please don't forget that there is someone in the Yan Kingdom who can compare to Young Master Fusu!" Zhao Zun reminded him kindly.

"Who?" After seeing the prince's strength, Yan Zun was extremely unwilling to let the martial arts masters of the Yan Kingdom die. In the past few years, the Yan Kingdom had lost countless strong men, and with Su Qin's rebellion, Yan Zun

The country's vitality has been seriously damaged.

"Prince Pill!" Wei Zun reminded.

"He is the next emperor. We can't take this risk!" Yan Zun flatly refused, staring at Wei Zun with a cold gaze, which made Wei Zun tremble.

"Then let Zhang Liang go!" Wei Zun said to Han Zun, the only one who did not refuse.

Regarding Wei Zun's proposal, Han Zun directly ignored it and said calmly: "It is rare for South Korea to produce a talented person. Wei Zun, do you really want him to fall?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the other nobles instantly became extremely sharp, like actual sword rays, and they all looked at Wei Zun. Wei Zun, this old guy, had no good intentions and wanted to destroy all the elites of the countries.

"Wei Zun, why don't you suggest that the strong men of Wei State capture Young Master Fusu?" Chu Zun said with a half-smile but not a smile.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zun straightened his body, glared, and directly agreed to the matter, asking, "Then who should we send?"

Who to send! The other five swordsmen frowned slightly. The old guy Wei Zun was so decisive today, but the five of them racked their brains and thought for a few seconds. They sadly discovered that there were no strong people in the Wei Kingdom.

"The people of Wei are for others. If the talents of Wei State had not defected to you and other countries, how could I have allowed you and other countries to send people!" Wei Zun sighed inexplicably. If Wei State could retain its talents, then Wei State would be what it is today.

Qin State.

But at this moment, all the faces of the nobles changed in vain.

Their eyes were all looking up into the sky, and all the swordsmen frowned in vain. Previously, they noticed a very familiar aura, but this aura should not appear in Tiangang.

"Third Generation Moon God!" Yin Hong's eyes revealed a hint of inquiry, and Wei Zun turned to look at the other deities.

"It's his breath!" Zhao Zun nodded.

"It's funny that he dares to come to Tiangang. Does he think that Tiangang is a place where he can come and leave whenever he wants?" Chu Zun had a sneer on his lips, clasped his fists slightly, and said: "Young Master Fusu's matters are left in another place.

On the other hand, this prey is much more important than Young Master Fusu!"

"Originally I wanted to find time to go to the Martial God and capture this person's soul, but now I don't have to!" Yan Zun stood up, and endless wind and snow surged out from behind, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the wind and snow.

"It saves a lot!" The figures of the other deities disappeared above the sea of ​​clouds, leaving only the remaining pressure.



Tiangang, on a lonely mountain peak.

The three generations stood with their hands behind their hands, looking down from a high position, looking down at the land that had produced countless butchers, their eyes showing deep contemplation.

The rules of the five elements of heaven and earth linger around him, forming a series of interlocking restrictions.

Although this restriction is terrifying, it does not cover up the atmosphere of the third generation.

Looking quietly at the dark night, Sandai did not move. It was not until a few breaths later that a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The fish finally took the bait!"

Before he finished speaking, Sandai disappeared on the mountain peak like a ghost.

A few breaths later, an extremely terrifying coercion rose in the sky above the mountain peak, the void shattered, and six figures flowed out through the void, and they were the six figures from all countries.

"Leaving?" Staring at the empty mountain peak, Wei Zun frowned slightly, "This guy's sense is quite strong. We have already restrained our aura, but he can still detect it!"

"He is the third-generation moon god!" Zhao Zunnu pursed his lips, stepped forward, and stretched out his sleeves with his hands. The rules of time lingered on his fingertips. His hands formed a mark, and this mark fell lightly on the world above the mountain.

, I saw ripples appearing in vain between the sky and the earth. These ripples spread out and formed a picture. This picture was clearly the scene of the previous three generations standing on the mountain peak. It was extremely clear.

Time retrieval! A supernatural power that can only be evolved by mastering the rules of time to the extreme. Zhao Zun pointed to the three generations in the picture, "They are really three generations. They went to Tiangang alone. First they were the fifth generation moon gods, and then they were the third generation moon gods. Interesting!"

Kaka! Zhao Zun waved his hand casually, and the scene in front of him shattered.

"The rest is up to you, Qi Zun!" Zhao Zun stopped his hand and said to Qi Zun, who was silent at the side.

Qi Zun stepped to the mountain peak in one step, bit his fingertips, and a drop of blood essence was suspended in the air. Waves of mysterious fluctuations filled the essence and blood, swallowing up the breath of the three generations.

After a few breaths, Qi Zun pointed to the northwest and said calmly: "Northwest, thousands of miles away!"

"It's really fast!" Wei Zun murmured softly, taking the first step forward.

Whoosh! Six rainbows tore through the void and disappeared between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of the Lords, this game of cat and mouse officially began. However, a few days later, the figures of the Lords suddenly appeared on a bustling street. Looking at the endless flow of people, all the Lords frowned.

: "Let him run away again!"

For several days in a row, whenever the Masters were about to rush to the place where Sandai was, Sandai disappeared like a ghost. With the magical powers of Zhao Zun and Qi Zun, the Masters did not lose traces of Sandai, but they were always at the first place.

Time to find three generations.

With the appearance of the Lords, the originally noisy streets suddenly became silent.

Countless warriors and traders were kneeling on the ground, looking at the deities with great piety, as if they were in awe of the gods in their hearts.

Looking at the pious faces, Wei Zun and others had the urge to vomit blood. At this moment, they finally realized that perhaps this was not a game of cat and mouse, but a game of mouse playing with cat.

The majestic Tiangang deities were actually being played around with!

A feeling of aggrievedness filled the hearts of everyone...


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