Vol 12 Chapter 130: World trend

Chapter 130
Zhong Shan, Mr. Corpse, and Nine Generals soared into the sky and headed straight for Cheng Hou.
Zuxian's momentum shot from the bottom up, Jin Peng and others were more wary, while Cheng Hou's fuzzy face was blue and purple for a while.
Zhuangzi actually left with a big sleeve? Leave me alone?
You know, today's situation is entirely because of your Zhuangzi! I'm just invited. Why should I face it?
Seeing Zhongshan getting closer, Cheng Hou's heart was extremely depressed.
How did this happen?
One saint, one Zhongshan, twenty ancestors? Such a huge lineup, even if he is the first saint, seems to be overwhelmed.
What is Zhongshan doing? Fight?
In case of a fight, I can't get my own benefits. If Zhong Shan is going crazy, he might even be hit hard.
go? But I am the first saint in the world, and I succumb without a fight?
Cheng Hou fell into a confusion of thoughts and was surrounded by Zhong Tian and others. It was neither a fight nor a fight! The name of the first saint seemed to be a shackle, trapped Cheng Hou not willing to flee.
"Oh!"
Finally, at the turn of Cheng Hou's thoughts, Zhong Shan and his party flew up.
Cheng Hou's pupils shrank, and he slightly squeezed his hands, apparently fighting hard.
"Tianer, let's go back!" Zhong Shan said.
"Yes!" Zhong Tian nodded.
"Uh?" Cheng Hou waited slightly.
go back? Cheng Hou unexpectedly looked at Zhongshan.
And Zhong Tian really waved a golden light and shot toward the southeast.
Dasao's group of people really left like this, and disappeared in front of Cheng Hou in no time?
Cheng Hou stood alone, with shame on his face, ignored, and still completely ignored?
"Zhongshan ~~~~~~~~~~~!" Cheng Hou's tone was extremely cold.
This may be the complexity of human nature. I didn't want to fight, but blamed Zhongshan for ignoring him if he didn't fight. However, after this battle, Zhong Shan was regarded as offending Cheng Hou.
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Zhong Shan and his party flew back to Lingxiao Heavenly Court.
Ling Xiao heaven, waiting for the ministers.
"call!"
A group of people from Zhongshan flew down to the Changsheng Hall, stepping on it, Zhongshan walked into the Changsheng Hall.
In the Longevity Hall, the ministers awaited, and when Zhongshan returned, he issued a general attack order.
Zhong Tian and others followed Zhongshan and slowly walked to their respective positions. Zhongshan naturally walked before the dragon chair.
"Wow!"
Putting on a dragon robe, Zhong Shan turned to look at the ministers.
"Zhuangzi defeated Xiaomeng territory, the three armies were promoted to conquer the world of Beizhou!" Zhong Shan shouted loudly.
"Long live the Holy King! Long live the Long live!"
"Long live the Holy King! Long live the Long live!"
"Long live the Holy King! Long live the Long live!"
Long live the mountains. Zhongshan sat down slowly.
In the east.
Lin Xiao sat in the camp of the Chinese Army, closed his eyes and waited. A group of generals stood on both sides, and no one dared to say a word. On the table in front of Lin Xiao, a life card.
"Snapped!"
The fortune card is broken!
"Huh!" Lin Xiao opened his eyes.
"The holy king has a purpose. The alliance of northern states and the eastern nations confronts the Dalai Lama, subverts the dynasty, and when it is closed, the three armed forces prepare to defend my Dalai Lama, and the whole army advances eastward!" Lin Xiaoshen yelled.
"Defend me!" The generals shouted in the camp.
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
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Outside the barracks, the Quartet screamed the soldiers, wave after wave, getting higher and higher! After eighty years of stopping soldiers, Daxie once again led the world with an indomitable momentum!
Water without trace camp:
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Zhao Suxiang Camp:
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Su Tan (Mr. Tanuki) Camp:
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Far north.
Xiao Wang stood on a high platform, clutching a long sword in his hands, and staring at the southern sea. Behind them are hundreds of millions of troops, and a large amount of basalt.
"Lord of the King, go south and defend my aunt!" Xiao Wang shouted.
"Protect me, my dear ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
The three armies shouted and moved south.
At this moment, the large cities and towns in all territories suddenly flew a lot of leaflets, and the leaflets were scattered around. It seemed as if people in the city should know it, but the people who burst the leaflets suddenly disappeared.
Someone picked up the flyer.
"Brother, what is written on it?"
"Xiao Meng's territory was merged into Daxu, Zhuangzi was defeated to the north, and the number of days was so great.
"What? Zhuangzi lost?"
"Days? Is it really days?"
"After all, Zhuangzi is not a saint. How can he fight against the saint?"
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There has been much discussion in the major cities. The people suddenly appeared in astonishment. At the same time, the people became even more awed by the number of days.
Some of the people who distributed the flyers escaped, and some were caught.
"Catch, grab me!" The city owner growled.
"People report to the city owner, they are here! Is Jinyiwei of Daxun's court?"
"Jin Yiwei? Dazhen Jin Yiwei?" The owner of the city tickled his teeth.
"Citylord! What should I do?"
"Kill!"
"Leave it to the King!"
"Detained!"
"Let ’s put it aside!"
Countless city owners in Beizhou have dealt with it differently, and some Jin Yiwei have died, but more are safe and sound. However, after this battle, the news could not be covered at all, and the anti-Dalian alliance collapsed completely.
After twenty-five years.
An unknown little town. In a restaurant.
"Sure enough, as the Saint Zhongtian said, a territory is merged into the palace every ten years!"
"The momentum of the Daxu is too fierce, and the news spreads across Beizhou for every territory, which is too scary. Does Zhongshan already regard Beizhou as his?"
"You don't understand. Now the days are dictated by the general trend, and the territories are only the last struggle. The army is disheartened. What are you going to fight with the grandma?"
"Yeah, I heard that most of the strong men in Beizhou have already entered Dahao. Those transported towards the North are better. What do you want to fight in each road?"
"I heard that our city owner has approached Dayi's Jin Yiwei, maybe .........!"
"Brother, you are drunk, don't talk nonsense!"
"What are you afraid of? Dasao ’s army is about to kill. What can the city owner do without surrender? He can compare with Zhongshan? There are dozens of ancestors in Zhongshan!"
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Beizhou, entering the real melee phase.
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Dongzhou, Daqin Tianting! Holy capital of Xianyang! Chaotang!
"Emperor Tiandi, my Da Qin has ruled Dongzhou, and Jiuzhou in the world has one! Emperor Hongfu, long live long live long live long live!" Li Si said very respectfully.
"Long live long live long live long live!" The court ministers drank respectfully.
"Long live long live long live ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
The people of Xianyang City worship the emperor together, oh!
"Ang ~～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ ！!"
On top of the clouds of Qiyun, Qiyun Jinlong roared loudly, and the sound was full of excitement. The world of Dongzhou is full of the sound of dragons.
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Nanzhou, the demon heaven! Chaotang.
"Emperor Emperor, the Wu tribe were driven into the underworld as much as possible, my demon tribe heaven, unified Nanzhou, the world nine continents won one, the emperor Hongfu, long live long live long live!" Ren Zun respectfully said.
"Long live, live long live!" The courtier drank.
"Ang ~～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
In the world of Longyin, the people of Nanzhou worshiped the emperor, Dijun!
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Xizhou, Dazhou Holy See! From the fire holy capital, above the chapel!
"Wang Shengwang, my big week has unified Xizhou, Jiuzhou in the world has one, Shengwang Hongfu, long live long live long live!" Jiang Shang said respectfully.
"Long live, live long live!" The ministers shouted.
"Ang ~～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ ！!"
In the world of Long Yin, the people of Xizhou worshiped the Holy King together, Ji Gong Ni!
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Between the sun, a mountain range shrouded in hundreds of millions of swords. Emitting a sharp sword.
The birds did not dare to approach, and the mountains and rocks were all sword-shaped. Even some plants were affected by the sword, and they gradually grew into sword-shape.
Countless strong men in white clothes looked at a valley in the distance.
"Boom ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A purple light soared into the sky, bursting hundreds of millions of sword qi suddenly, and that purple light was also a sword qi.
After the purple sword gas passed, the place was calm again.
In the valley, there is a mirror lake with two figures standing on the lake.
One with a white robe and one sword, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and on the other side of the lake was a man in a black robe, even with a bucket hat, covering his face.
"Your sword is too biased, you are following the extreme!" The man in the white robe said in a deep voice.
"Da'ao Shengting, Dark Emperor, have seen Jianao God!" Heipao said lightly.
"Oh? In addition to Zhongshan, Daxu Shengting, you are also a master of Kendo?" Jian Ao said slightly unexpectedly.
"Sheng Wang sent a minister to send you an invitation card, invite God of Swordsman to go to the 2,000-year-old birthday feast of the King!" The Dark Emperor handed out an invitation for Jin Yu!
Jian Ao took the invitation, and took a deep look at the Dark Emperor's Road: "From you, I saw the solemnity of Zhong Shan, the Dark Emperor? Oh, there are so many hidden in Zhong Shan!"
ps: China Netcom's network is not strong, the starting point can not be opened, it was difficult to spread it, Khan, please !