Chapter seven hundred and sixty second emperor overbearing
human world
The original location of the imperial mausoleum.
The tragic battle with Gonggong, one of the top ten peaks, caused the last gift from the Mohist family to be completely consumed. The spirituality of all the war martyrdoms had also been completely dissipated, leaving only the role of a tourist attraction.
It is quite dilapidated and dilapidated, and even the formation to enlarge the internal space has disappeared.
The extraordinary faded away, and the last Great Qin warriors completed their final battle and disappeared into history.
Under the moonlight, the twelve golden men are still there, holding chains in their hands.
The single golden man is a creation that represents the pinnacle of Mohist art.
It is only a human-level combat power, but once the twelve golden men are gathered together, it will represent a luck chain similar to Jiuding, especially in the human world, it is connected with the dragon veins of the earth, and has an extremely powerful conceptual level.
of suppressive force.
A demon god is bound by chains.
His limbs, waist, and neck were all tied up with chains.
The remaining six golden men held weapons in their hands, pressing them against his neck, back of head, and heart. If you look carefully, you can see that these chains are connected to the thickest one, and finally passed through the demon god's body.
Pipa bone...
Even the demon god from the Great Wilderness is locked by a concept similar to the Jiuding level.
It will also completely lose its mobility.
His face was frightened, and his heart was even more unbelievable. He had just set foot on the land here, separated from another companion, and encountered a quite terrifying attack. In the end, under the effect of a mythological concept similar to Jiuding, he was very
He was quickly defeated and then locked up.
I have been kneeling here for a full day and night.
As time went by, the fear and anxiety in his heart continued to accumulate.
Every second that passes becomes stronger than before.
It's like falling into a bottomless abyss.
Until the sound of footsteps slowly approached, the demon god suddenly raised his head, and a loud whistle sounded,
Two Da Qin wars intertwined,
Directly lock His head,
Then he pressed down violently, and in this short period of time, He confirmed,
It was the visitor who brought the Twelve Golden Men to snipe him.
The low sound of sword clanging.
Under the night, the sharp edge of Tai'a sword,
Slowly pressing against the throat of the demon god,
The young man holds his right hand behind his back,
The dark pupils seemed to contain something deeper than the night, that demon god,
Not fleeing, but being captured.
"You guys, where did the crack come from?
Entering the human world?"
The demon god informed the emperor of the location of the rift,
He said painfully: "No more.
Only the two of us came in,
you do not need to worry……"
"I never worry about this."
"Huh? No, you..."
The demon god suddenly woke up,
In the eyes of the man in front of him, he was not trying to stop him.
That sense of aggression, like a raging fire under the dark night, even made him feel a little afraid.
Not for defense...
He is going into the wilderness!
The demon god blurted out:
"No,
Don't kill me, please..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
The blade of the sword pierced the throat of the demon god,
cut the throat, cut off the life,
The twelve golden figures representing the destiny of the world exert their strength at the same time, pulling the chains,
He twisted the twelve heavenly stems of the demon god, cut off his Dantian, and tore off his spine. Finally, the two swords were directly staggered and cut off, cutting off the head of the green-faced fang.
The smell of blood was strong in the night.
The First Emperor spoke calmly:
"When you set foot on China."
"The biggest way to death is already there, Yuan, still be soft-hearted."
"What do you think? Zhuge Kongming."
dark pupils,
As if everything was blooming, the sharp sword blade whistled slightly, and the First Emperor turned his head slightly, followed by a helpless sigh,
The white-robed mastermind appeared not far behind the emperor and touched his nose: "Liang can't sleep tonight. Let's go out for a walk."
The young mastermind smiled and said: "It seems that His Majesty the First Emperor can't sleep either."
The aura between the two people was a little subtle. On the majestic Tai'a, the blood representing part of the divinity gathered and flowed down. Zhuge Wuhou looked at the dead demon god, thought about it, and asked: "His Majesty, the First Emperor, asked
I don’t know what to do in the cracks in the wilderness?”
"Could it be that you plan to leave without saying goodbye and head to the wilderness from the crack?"
The emperor laughed and replied: "Of course not."
The Tai'a sword slowly retracted its scabbard.
"That crack is just a rat hole for despicable stowaways. I will go to Chaoge City with Yuan.
Then he took the road from Chaoge to Kunlun and arrived in the wilderness in a dignified manner."
The young mastermind said: "Liang thought,
Your Majesty has given up his fighting spirit and will retire in peace and contentment in the old streets of China.
The world of mortals and all that is pretty good."
The First Emperor laughed loudly: "The world of mortals and the vast world are of course very good!"
"But it's not the best."
"Marquis Zhuge Wu, let me ask you."
"May I ask, why is the scabbard of the emperor's sword?"
The young counselor said: "Be kind to the people, benevolent and care for the people, and rest with the people in the world of mortals."
"It's also the fireworks in this world..."
The First Emperor looked at the conspirator in front of him, who was shaking the feather fan gently, and said: "Okay, then let me ask, Zhuge Liang, what is the meaning of the scabbard?"
The young plotter was silent for a long time and replied:
"The meaning of the scabbard is to draw the sword."
If it is not unsheathed, the sword is nothing more than a decoration.
Of no value.
So the emperor smiled and said: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"
The leader in white shook his feather fan lightly and said with a smile: "...I just feel that after all, Your Majesty is still the overlord who has unified the world and created the lasting hegemony of China. After all, the world of fireworks and red dust is not the place where people like you should stay.
"
"Hahahahaha, you? With such a title, Zhuge Wuhou, don't you pretend to be gentle, courteous and thrifty?" The First Emperor laughed several times, flicked his sleeves, and his dark ink clothes looked like the black of the Qin Dynasty.
Yun Qi, with his slender palm, held the hilt of the Tai'a sword and said loudly:
"Zhuangzi talks about swords."
"The common man's sword has a shaggy head with a protruding bun and a hanging crown, a manly tassel, short back clothes, angry eyes and difficulty in speaking. They strike each other in front, cutting off the neck and collar, and cutting off the liver and lungs with the lower blow. This is A Yuan's swordsmanship that has never been seen before.
Otherwise, you should know how powerful the white rainbow pierces the sun, and how powerful the comet strikes the moon."
"The sword of the princes has the wise warrior as the front, the honest man as the bridle, the virtuous man as the backbone, the loyal saint as the bar, and the heroic man as the clamp. This is just the way to govern the country, that's all. I have already said
Acquisition.”
"It's a pity that Zhuangzi is just a Taoist in the wild and doesn't know the affairs of the country."
"The sword of the princes is a cliché!"
Zhuge Wuhou said: "Then the First Emperor wants to..."
Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Take Yanxi Shicheng as the front, Qi Dai as the eel, Jin and Wei as the ridge, Zhou and Song as the tang, Han and Wei as the pinch; wrap it with the four barbarians, wrap it with the four seasons, surround the Bohai Sea, and lead
It is based on Changshan; it is controlled by the five elements, it is discussed by punishment and virtue; it is opened by yin and yang, held by spring and autumn, and moved by autumn and winter."
"Zhuge Wuhou is a talented man who can know the affairs of the world without leaving Nanyang."
"I wonder if this human emperor's sword can hang in the wild Kunlun!"
The young man was stunned.
He saw in the eyes of the young First Emperor in front of him a blazing fire that he had never seen before.
This is a man who is destined to kill and conquer. He knows that even though he is the earth body of Nuwa, he has a lifespan limit, and he has been sleeping for too long. Da Qin has not fought for too long. He is judged as a mighty god.
The sword is becoming history, Da Qin's singing has turned into the dust of the years, and he knows that he is getting older.
Every time he stops for a day, he loses one chance to achieve his goals. The world of mortals is beautiful, but it is like poison to him. He does not want to grow old and die in this world of mortals.
The king passed by Marquis Wu with his sword in hand, his sleeves rolled up and his tone flat:
"The Twelve Golden Man, I will stay here, and in the name of Da Qin, I will rule the world forever."
"Then go to the wilderness in person."
Going from the rift in the wilderness is just like a stowaway's panic.
Arriving grandly and solemnly from the main road is the beginning of a king's expedition.
"His merits exceed those of the three emperors, and his virtue surpasses those of the five emperors."
"The sword of the Human Emperor is as straight as ever, can be lifted to the highest level, can solve any case without any problems, and can carry out destiny without any sideways. It can defeat the floating clouds at the top and the end of the earth at the bottom. You have no joke. What I have said will be fulfilled one by one...
…Then, Marquis Wu, if it’s cold today and you can’t sleep, you’d better go back early.”
"Qing...be careful of catching a cold."
The First Emperor's dark pupils fell, and the young mastermind smiled gently in his eyes.
The meritorious deeds of the Three Emperors surpassed those of the Five Emperors, and Crouching Dragon was the mastermind of the world.
The two of them passed each other late at night.
A Yuan is still sleeping.
Marquis Zhuge Wu stopped shaking his feather fan and exhaled after a long time.
Far surpassing Cao Mengde's tyranny, and definitely superior to Sun Wu's courage, as well as the structure of the world above Xuande, the first emperor... Annotation of the term "emperor" in the Eastern system, China has been divided for thousands of years.
The creator of the situation.
The young mastermind shook his feather fan slightly, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.
It is profound and unpredictable, no less than a domineering king.
"A Yuan is surrounded by troublesome people. It's true..."
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The next day, inside the museum.
The venue transformed by Xiuli Qiankun is enough to hold a football match in a paper cup.
Huo Qubing happily changed into his clothes. Behind his back was a strong Han bow, a long spear, a red battle robe, a silver battle armor, and a golden ring on his horsetail. He looked heroic. In fact, although Wei Yuan was a swordsman, generally speaking, long-handled weapons
Its combat power, destructive power, and lethality far exceed those of short-hand weapons such as swords.
With fierce generals on the battlefield and the destructive power of spears, only close combat between short-range soldiers is possible.
And others are not wooden stakes, so there are naturally corresponding methods in marksmanship to prevent the opponent from getting close. If the opponent cannot be hit, the knife will cut through it and it will make a big hole at most. If the gun tip pierces, it will be a penetrating wound, which will kill you.
Because today I want to try to contact Chaoge City and open the door to colleagues.
Su Yu'er is also here.
The heroic Huo Qubing glanced at the girl over there quietly, and then immediately looked away, not knowing how conspicuous such a small gesture would be in the eyes of the people around him.
He puffed out his chest and said loudly: "Come on, Master of the Guard."
"I know you seem to be a man of letters, so I will be merciful."
The famous young general waved the weapon in his hand and said confidently: