Chapter 1147: Dark Dragon, Qisha

Chapter XVII Underworld Dragon, Qisha
The underworld, the secluded sacred court, the city.
Hua Liangliang led several subordinates to stand outside the city, looking at the huge city in front of him.
"My son, do you really want to convince King You Sacred? It is impossible for every Sacred King to give up Jiangshan at will. Moreover, even if the Patriarch came, even if the Sage persuaded them, they could not give up?" A subordinate worried. Tao.
Hua Desolation patted the folding fan in his palm, and a glimmer of confidence flashed in his eyes: "Others, I may not be able to say, but You Sacred King may not, he owes me a great favor!"
"what?"
"When the ancestors used to preach, this sacred king was a casual cultivator at the time. He went to listen to the preaching, and he was almost killed. However, my father saved him and introduced him to the ancestor himself. Without my father's life-saving grace, he would not have achieved what he has achieved today!" Hua Desolation affirmed.
"what?"
"Let's go, I know the character of this person. I dare to make a warrant in the central hall because I know the Holy King. Otherwise, how would I make a warrant? At the worst, I can force him to leave the realm of ghosts!" Desolately said.
"Yes! The son is wise!" the subordinates said suddenly.
"call!"
Turning desolation led everyone into the capital of the secluded sacred court.
Soul Wrath Saint Court!
Above Chaotang! Soulfury Saint King Zuo Tianhun sat on the dragon chair, overlooking the court.
The court atmosphere is extremely depressing. Obviously the results of the Quartet are extremely bad.
"Report!" An anxious cry came from outside the hall.
Soon, a soldier rushed into the hall.
"Report, Saint King, the commander of the First Army, Chen Jiu, was martyred!" The soldier cried.
"Pop!" A strong anger flashed in Zuo Tianhun's eyes.
Above the court, there was a sudden uproar, and the commander of the First Army was martyred. Isn't that the frontline and the loss of a large number of cities?
"Holy King, Da Zhen holy court, the coming is menacing, my soul-wrath holy court, four-tenths of the territory has been lost, holy king, at this moment, we must put down the prejudice with the ghosts, we must form an alliance against the great Zhen!" An official said anxiously.
"Alliance?" Zuo Tianhun narrowed his eyes.
Dazhen sent troops, Soul Wrath Saint Court can be described as a nationwide resistance, but even so, it also retreats.
This Dazhen is too fierce!
No one had thought that Dazhen would send troops so quickly. It won't be long before the soldiers will be under the city.
"Holy King, there is no eternal hatred, only eternal benefits. When I destroy Dazhen in the two dynasties, let the two dynasties compete again!" said another official.
"The minister agrees!"
"The minister agrees!"
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Suddenly, in the hall, the officials seconded.
"Quiz, the Book of the Ministry of Rites, you go to the You Sacred Court personally, persuade the You Sacred King, and jointly resist the Dazhen atrocities!" Zuo Tianhun said.
"Chen Zunzhi!" an official called out.
After going down to the court, all the officials left. In the hall of the court meeting, Zuo Tianhun sat on the dragon chair alone, tapping his fingers lightly, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Where did Yan Chuan come from? Although my Zuo Tianhun is just a side branch in the Zuo family, he is a member of the Zuo family after all, huh!" Zuo Tianhun's eyes were cold.
"call!"
Stepping, Zuo Tianhun disappeared in place.
Soon, Zuo Tianhun appeared in a valley surrounded by Yin Qi.
Outside the valley, large numbers of ghosts were driven by some soldiers with whips.
"No, I don't want to go there!"
"what!"
"help me!"
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In the valley, there was endless crying, miserable and invincible.
"Snapped!"
"Go in!"
"No, I don't want it!"
Outside the valley, endless ghosts were struggling to escape, but under the whip, there was nowhere to escape. They were driven into the valley one by one, or some that couldn't be driven were thrown into the valley directly.
"Meet the Saint King!" All the soldiers suddenly saw Zuo Tianhun respectfully.
Zuo Tianhun ignored it, but stepped onto the top of a mountain, looking at the scenery in the valley.
In the valley, at this moment, a black dragon of a thousand feet is circling.
The black dragon exudes a faint black light, his eyes glowing with blood, and a powerful evil spirit radiates, and when he glances at it, he feels cold in his heart.
Countless ghosts and ghosts were driven into the valley. While struggling, they were sucked into the belly by the black dragon.
"Ah, no!"………………
No amount of struggle is useless, the black dragon keeps swallowing ghosts.
"Minglong, Qisha!" Zuo Tianhun cried.
Heilong turned his head and looked at Zuo Tianhun on the top of the mountain.
"Zuo Tianhun?" Heilong said in a deep voice.
"These ghosts are not enough, I hope you will give me twice as much!" Heilong said again.
"This is okay, but there is something recently that I want you to do!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.
"Oh?" Qisha asked in confusion.
"You are a Taoist god, and you are still the pinnacle of the ancient immortal. Among the Taoist gods, it is not bad. I want you to help me kill someone!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.
"Murder? Ghost King?" Qi Sha said lazily.
"No, a zombie king born from Youquan, Yan Chuan!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.
"Haha, a zombie king? Zuo Tianhun, you won't be a zombie king now, so please move me? You know, it's not cheap for me to shoot!" Qi Sha said lightly.
Zuo Tianhun raised his brow slightly.
"That's natural, I will double the supply of these ghosts to you!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.
Qi Sha shook his head and said, "Looking at you, it is obvious that Yan Chuan is a terrific figure, a ghost? The underworld is so big, would I be short of ghosts if it weren't for you?"
"Then what do you want?" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.
"How? I want you to introduce me to the Zuo Family Patriarch or Elder. I need to achieve the method of ancestor immortal! I have been stuck in the realm of ancient immortals for 20,000 years!" Qisha said solemnly.
"Introduce Patriarch? It's impossible!" Zuo Tianhun shook his head.
"Since it doesn't work, then forget it!" Qisha circled up again and ignored it.
Zuo Tianhun looked at Qisha, his face suddenly ugly.
Seven evil spirits do not enter, as long as the ancestors and immortals can introduce the Patriarch? I am just a collateral member. Even if I introduce the Patriarch, I have to pay a great price, and may even consume the favor of my clan!
Just when Zuo Tian's soul was extremely angry, suddenly, the sea of ​​luck was churning.
Zuo Tianhun's face changed, and he looked up at the sky.
"expensive!"
Qi Luck Jinlong yelled irritably.
Zuo Tianhun closed his eyes and sensed for a while, his face suddenly changed.
"How come? You Sacred Court's Qi Luck is flowing toward Dazhen Qi Luck? You Sacred Court, collapsed?" Zuo Tianhun suddenly showed a stunned face.
"Impossible, I must have felt wrong. How could You Sacred Court be destroyed?" Zuo Tianhun closed his eyes and felt it again with a strong unbelief.
Standing there quietly, after standing for a long time, the left heaven soul Yan Jing opened abruptly.
"Such speed, so all flow? It's surrender? What happened to You Sacred Court? Has You Sacred King actually surrendered to Dazhen? Did you surrender to Yan Chuan?" Zuo Tianhun said in horror.
You know, every holy king has the ambition to dominate the world. How can it be possible to surrender if you say surrender?
There was news from the previous dynasty meeting that Dazhen and Youshen were fighting to death and life, but now, actually surrendered? In the end what happened?
Zuo Tianhun's heart finally began to panic.
Yan Chuan? That newly born zombie king, he didn't take it seriously at the beginning, who would have thought it would be so fierce? In a blink of an eye, just destroy your opponent?
How long is it so fast? ten years?
Zuo Tianhun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the pressure on Zuo Tianhun from Yan Chuan was getting heavier and harder to breathe at this moment.
"Qingsha, I promise you! Introduce Zuo's elders for you!" Zuo Tianhun looked at Minglong again.
When Minglong opened his eyes, he suddenly said, "No, it's the Patriarch Zuo!"
Seeing Minglong sitting on the ground and raising the price, Zuo Tianhun's eyes were angry, but he was still restrained.
"Okay, introduce Zuo Patriarch!" Zuo Tianhun gritted his teeth.
"Hahaha, well, in a word, I'm not afraid of you, but you have a country here." Minglong suddenly got up and stopped devouring ghosts.
Although Zuo Tianhun was angry, he hoped that Yan Chuan would die now.
"I'll let people take you there, remember, you must kill Yan Chuan. I want him to die!" Zuo Tianhun said with a grim face.
"It's okay, but, do you need such a big anger?" Qisha asked curiously.
"Yan Chuan's army attacked my dynasty. I already have a large number of descendants executed by Yan Chuan's army Ling Chi, Ling Chi? My most beloved great-great-great-grandson Zuojiang cut off his head even more, and finally was frustrated! A fierce humiliation flashed in the soul's eyes.
"Zuo Jiang? That greedy kid? When I saw him last time, he seemed to be forcing a woman, but that woman ruined her appearance, really tough, like Chen Feitian?" Qisha recalled.
"Hmph, no matter who I am, after Yan Chuan's death, all of them will have to die!" Zuo Tianhun said coldly.
"Let someone take me to see Yan Chuan, and, remember what you said, if you break your promise, I will eat you!" Qi Sha said coldly.
Ten days later, Dazhen Holy Court, Daqin City, Central Hall.
Turning desolation brought the You Sacred King to come.
"Holy King, the minister lived up to expectations!" Hua Desolation said with a wave of excitement.
The You Sacred King looked at Yan Chuan at this moment, his face was extremely complicated, and his eyes were unwilling, but in the end, it turned into a long sigh: "I have seen the Holy King!"
On the dragon chair, Yan Chuan looked at Hua Desolate and You Sacred King, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction.
Not for You Sacred Court, nor for You Sacred King, but for the desolation. Such a talent, he actually reached Dazhen?
"From today, canonize and turn desolation into the commander of the Eighth Army of the Great Saint Sacred Court! You Sacred Court surrenders to the officers and is placed under the Eighth Army!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Xie Shengwang!" Hua Desolation said solemnly.
On the occasion of Yanchuan canonization.
"Ang～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Suddenly a provocative dragon chant came from outside the hall, and under the sound of the dragon chant, the billowing demon aura pressed towards the entire Great Qin City.
"Senior Qisha, right there, the central hall, Yan Chuan is in the central hall!" A charming voice came.
A coldness flashed in the eyes of the zombie Yan Chuan, and he stood up and walked towards the entrance of the central hall.
Slowly walked out of the central hall.
I saw a black dragon in the distance, exuding a soaring evil spirit, forcing it toward the central hall.
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