Chapter 373 Why is it this old man again? !
“Don’t hide anything from the princess.”
Yang Kai smiled bitterly and said:
“The Great Shang Dynasty is completely over. Senior Su Chen called on all the heroes in the world to attack the Great Shang Dynasty together.”
“Right now, the national defense formation is about to be breached.”
“Did Mr. Su Chen ask you to come?”
Shang Zimo's eyes, full of aura, suddenly became much brighter.
Her body leaned forward slightly and asked hopefully.
Well……
Yang Kai's face froze when he heard this.
kindness…
Benefactor?
He knew that Su Chen was kind to him.
so.
There is no problem in calling him a benefactor.
But.
At present, Princess Zimo also calls Su Chen her benefactor...
Then this is a little unusual.
He took a deep look at Shang Zimo, nodded, and said:
“It’s Senior Su Chen who sent me here!”
“He is indeed a benefactor!”
Shang Zimo clasped his hands together and placed them on his chest, with a complicated look on his pretty face.
At the darkest moment of her life, Su Chen's benefactor had already helped her once.
Counting it now, it is already the second time.
If Su Chen hadn't asked Yang Kai to come, she didn't know what situation she would face in the future.
As a princess of the Great Shang Dynasty, her strength is only at the Qi Sea level.
I’m afraid the final outcome won’t be much better.
“Has my father... ever taken action?”
Shang Zimo seemed to have thought of something and turned to ask.
"No!"
Yang Kai shook his head.
He was also very confused about this.
nowadays.
The Great Shang Dynasty was in danger, and some saints or powerful men at the level of saint kings had already taken action.
Ke Shang Zhou, but there has been no movement for a long time, which is very puzzling.
It is impossible to say that Shang Zhou was afraid.
after all.
Shang Zhou was so courageous that he cooperated with dark creatures.
Everyone can be timid, but Shang Zhou certainly was not!
“Perhaps he has already thought of a way out...”
Yang Kai said this.
After thinking about it, he believed that this was the only possibility and the most realistic one.
The Great Shang Dynasty now operates hundreds of thousands of miles of territory, and no one knows what back-ups they have.
Perhaps there is an ancient teleportation array hidden among countless palaces.
"No!"
“I know my father’s character best!”
“He will definitely not escape!”
“He must be planning something secretly.”
Shang Zimo murmured to himself.
Suddenly.
Her pupils shrank, and she lost her voice and said:
“Tianyou Blood Evil Formation!”
“Tianyou Blood Evil Formation?!”
Yang Kai was confused when he heard this.
He has never heard of these words.
Obviously.
This has already touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.
In the first twenty years of his life, he has been studying Confucian classics.
Although he had occasionally heard about things in the cultivation world, he had not been involved much.
It was not until Su Chen gave him several cultivation techniques that he officially entered the path of cultivation.
It can be said that he still has little understanding of many things in the cultivation world.
I don’t even know how many great emperors there were in ancient times.
Let alone Yang Kai, I am afraid that many powerful people in the outside world will find it difficult to remember him for a while.
Let alone relying on a large formation to get involved with Emperor Tianyou. after all.
The only similarity between the two is probably the word Tianyou.
“It’s too late to explain!”
Shang Zimo looked very anxious, and she said quickly:
"Please also ask Marquis Wenqu to take me out of here to find my benefactor Su Chen!"
“If it’s at night. I’m afraid everything will be too late!”
"good!"
Hearing this, Yang Kai nodded solemnly.
He didn't ask too much. From Shang Zimo's expression, it was not difficult for him to deduce that the current emperor of Shang might not be as simple as he thought.
Maybe.
Everything today is just a game!
But what the purpose of this game is, he still doesn't know clearly.
all in all.
The great Shang emperor would definitely not bury the tens of thousands of years of inheritance behind him without any reason.
The outside world.
At this moment.
The war has reached a fever pitch.
Whether it is in the sky or on the earth, everything as far as the eye can see has been completely destroyed.
The once prosperous imperial city has become a ruins, and every inch of the land is soaked in dark red blood.
The blood-evil aura was so strong that countless living beings were buried here.
From saints to ordinary people.
No one can escape.
Underground, where no one has noticed, blood lines began to bloom with gleaming brilliance, constantly absorbing the essence and blood of fallen creatures and their lifelong cultivation.
The cultivators who died in this imperial city.
Although most people are monks in the Qi Gathering Realm or Qi Sea Realm, or some Shentai Realm.
The cultivation level of these people may not be enough at all.
But when this number accumulates to hundreds of thousands, even millions, or even nearly ten million, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes!
The modest cultivation of these people is gathered together, and the energy exerted would make even a saint change their color.
“Su Chen suffers death!”
The dark creature that looked like the champion let out a loud roar in the sky.
He grabbed out a big hand, reached directly under the clouds, and grabbed Su Chen's body.
The battle has reached this stage, which has consumed a lot of money for all of them, and no one will stay any longer.
after all.
Those who choose to retain their strength at this time are irresponsible for their own lives.
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Landslides and tsunamis, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. The black palms carried a violent aura, like a vast ocean, exploding waves and sweeping across the boundless void.
at this moment.
All living beings are like ants, all being drowned.
They could only tremble involuntarily.
I don’t know how many people who were still fighting fell to their knees at once.
Facing this overwhelming power, there is no power that can resist it.
It is clear.
This is no ordinary saint!
At least he must be in the middle stage of Saint Realm!
Or the later stage!
Coupled with its identity as a dark creature, its strength is almost terrifying to the point of despair.
beside.
The Saint Fuqin and a saint in black from the Great Shang Dynasty used their killing magic in two directions at the same time, sealing off every inch of Su Chen's dodge space, leaving him with no choice but to resist the blow. , cannot be avoided.
However.
To everyone's expectation, Su Chen did not choose to defend, but directly won.
The Canglong Sword in his hand let out a dragon roar and penetrated the sky.
“Pfft…”
The **** hand is composed of a terrifying energy and is almost indestructible.
Even the existence of a saint in the later stage cannot be underestimated.
But under Su Chen's sword, it was directly pierced, turned into black mist, and quickly shattered under the sky.
“Come die!”
After smashing the **** hand, Su Chen's figure was like a rainbow. The big sword in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory and slashed at the saint playing the piano not far away.
The Black Azure Dragon Sword is like a mountain range, stretching endlessly, spanning thousands of miles, giving people an endless sense of oppression.
Even if the other party is a saint, at this moment, he can't help but risk his life.
Why is it this old man again? !
(End of this chapter)