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“Uh…”
A moan came from the ruins, and Zhang Dong, who was extremely embarrassed, woke up quietly. He felt that everyone was suffering from pain, as if he had been trampled back and forth by the group of elephants dozens of times, his muscles, bones, skin and flesh were broken, constantly.
"It hurts so much!"
Squatting on the ground, Zhang Dong was stunned for a while before recalling the causes and consequences.
He shivered and remembered the scene of his body rushing up and then being beaten to the sky...
"grass!"
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"
"Damn the silkworm, ignite, but walk, Han Xin, chant, bedbug..."
...
Zhang Dong frowned and turned his head. A series of swearing in the dust sounded, and a wild young man was pounding the ground and cursing.
"The uncle was actually punched to death!"
The young man with random hair grinned his teeth, but his eyes were brighter than the torch:
"I didn't expect that there are such fierce people in the world. This is great. I like it so much, I like it so much!
Where is he? Mr. Guan wants to fight him again!"
"It's not easy to die? Isn't it faster to hit and die on the ground?"
A cold voice came from another place, and Song Yuanying was in ragged clothes and had a pale face.
Half of his body was embedded in the ground, which was much more embarrassing than Guan Qi and Zhang Dong...
"Young man, what are you talking about?"
Guan Qi was furious and suddenly rose. He just took the air and let out a "Ouch" and fell straight to the ground:
"It's broken, it's broken, my uncle's spine has been broken..."
“…”
“…”
Zhang Dong and Song Yuanying looked at each other, ignored the crazy Guan Qi, and sat cross-legged, and began to heal the wounds and regulate their breathing.
Although the three of them were not killed by the punch last night, they were still quite injured.
After the injuries of the two men improved slightly, it was already half a day later, but Guan Qi was faster than the two men.
"Young man, come on, I will take you back to find the place!"
Guan Qi stood up, his muscles and bones rubbed against him, making a sound like a cannon, and his injuries were mostly healed.
"Stop making trouble!"
Zhang Dong couldn't help but scold:
"If there was no King of Northwest, the three of us would be afraid that they would still sink into the blood shadow. This is a great kindness!"
"Old guy, you dare to teach me a lesson? If you want to repay kindness, you have to beat me even if you fight! Are you not convinced? That master will hit you first!"
Guan Qida rushed up in anger, and the old and the young instantly formed a ball, the air waves flew and the mud and sand surged.
Song Yuanying was too lazy to pay attention to it, but he didn't expect that the wildness of the seven-game battle at this level would burst out and actually pulled him into the battle group.
He immediately showed no mercy and joined forces with Zhang Dong to smash half of his body into the mud.
"Madman, madman!"
Zhang Dong was covered in dust and was so angry that his liver hurt:
"I'm crazy too. Why do you think about saving you a bastard?"
"Happy, happy!"
Guan Qida laughed and pulled out of the mud. He shook his hands and wanted to take action. A long knife was already on his neck.
"No matter how nonsense, Song kills you, the crazy head!"
Song Yuanying's face was as deep as water.
This fight, half a day of healing skills wasted most of the time...
"Get good..."
Seeing the murderous aura of the two, Guan Qi shrugged and his breath fell back. Zhang Dong suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed the big acupoints around him.
"You bumped into that person. I think it's better not to speak."
Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Yuanying nodded in agreement, and stretched out his hand, using the sword energy to seal the acupoints around Guan Qi. The two of them worked together to control Guan Qi.
"Today I have to get out of the disaster, I should go to pay homage to the King of Northwest."
Song Yuanying's expression was complicated.
In the battle yesterday, he had no intelligence and was entirely based on instinct, but the three of them joined forces were still defeated by a punch.
He knew very well what this meant...
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...
After coming to Shendu, Yang Yu killed only one person, but this world's most powerful city seemed to have changed its royal flag.
All the troops, many families, and masters like clouds and rain were silent, and they did not dare to make any moves, for fear of angering the terrifying Northwest King like gods and demons.
The battle last night was enough to make all the viewers tremble, and it was no longer human power could resist...
Therefore, Jiang Xiazi did not encounter any obstacles, and even dispatched people at will, but no one resisted, which made him feel a little incredible.
But he knew very well the reason.
First of all, in the past twenty years, Yang Yu's deterrence of running through various paths and pushing the world through the war was fully demonstrated in last night.
Secondly, Xue Dilong has been pacifying the court for twenty or thirty years, and his bones are hard, either dead or put in prison.
But no matter what, this is naturally a good thing for him. Before the sun sets, he has counted out all the treasures in the palace.
".........The years since Xue Dilong took charge of the court, he spent a lot of money to recruit masters, cultivate his confidants, and reward the three armies. He himself was quite extravagant, and there were not many left at this moment..."
Jiang Xiazi respectfully presented the file, which was the details he counted.
"Temporarily enter the warehouse and wait for someone from Northwest Road to hand it over to him. Before that, you will be in charge of the imperial city."
After flipping through it casually, Yang Yu didn't seem to care much, so he handed it to Jiang Xiazi again.
After traveling through the Three Kingdoms, gold and silver in the ordinary sense have no meaning to him.
The skeleton of the pure gold that has reached the level of ten thousand forgings, and if you want to go further, the amount of pure gold required is no longer a number that ordinary people can imagine.
"yes!"
Jiang Xiazi didn't like these trivial matters, but he couldn't refuse them, so he had to bite the bullet and follow up:
"Prince, after yesterday, all the families of the God Capital presented a greeting, and there were thousands of people who wanted to serve. How to deal with these?"
"There is no need to answer the letter of the visit, no matter which one it is, you don't have to pay attention to it. As for the person who works..."
Yang Yu took out a letter raft from his arms and handed it to Jiang Xiazi:
"People on this list can be hired as much as possible. If they are not on the list, they don't have to pay attention to and accept it!"
The King Flag of the Citytou has only been changed for one day, but on this day, many people from the Shendu have actually expected it.
After all, in the past ten years, eight of the ten paths in the world have returned to the northwest. Although it is not what people want and what everyone wants, the resistance it faces is getting smaller and smaller.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Therefore, the various people in Northwest Dao are far from reaching the Shendu, but the Book of Life and Death has covered the Shendu.
The selection of various officials to settle the land with the Book of Life and Death was used to select all kinds of officials to settle the land. For more than ten years, Yang Yu did this. When he came to Shendu, he would naturally be no exception.
On that page of thin paper were the available people he had initially selected, including old officials, criminals, peddlers, and good players in the world.
There are many potential masters who are good at civil and military affairs, and many potential masters of magical powers who are good at civil and military affairs, but have not yet attained the Taoist fruit...
Jiang Xiazi bowed and retreated.
"Since the catastrophe, the greatest fortune in the world..."
Lightly lit the table, Yang Yu pondered silently, and Yu Changsheng's passionate voice transmission sound echoed in his heart.
No giant whales are raised in shallow water.
At the beginning of these ten kalpas, the spiritual tide is about to arise, and the ancient immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons are all transformed. For many practitioners, there are endless dangers and fortunes.
The danger is that the strong people in all worlds will exhaust everything and strive to cross the sky and sea when the world truly arrives.
And this is also the fate!
Before ancient times, even many great masters could not reach the Tao fruit, the level of the Tao that was now unavailable!
In other words, the master of supernatural powers born in this world really has the possibility of becoming a Buddha or a ancestor!
This is what Changsheng used to convince him, the so-called "the greatest fortune in the world since the catastrophe"...
"Qua!"
The muffled frog screamed from his cuffs.
The three-legged golden toad that had been stuffy for a long time jumped out and vomited a mouthful of blue smoke at Yang Yu, scattering his teeth and claws:
"If you dare to imprison the ancestor, the ancestor will fight you!"
The little guy was furious.
But its anger did not last long. After Yang Yu popped out a few wisps of spiritual qi, it returned to calm.
After taking out dozens of golden beans, his eyes became much clearer, and his bulging cheeks also faded.
"this……"
Swallowing the spiritual qi and golden beans, the little toad blinked the mung beans’ small eyes:
"That...that old guy said nothing wrong. The master of supernatural powers who were born at the beginning of all calamities are indeed expected to become a Buddha or an ancestor..."
"but……"
Yang Yu was rare and generous, with golden beans popping out with spiritual qi:
"But what?"
The little toad's tongue was as fast as lightning, and he swallowed it into his belly without missing a single leak, and then he patted his stomach with satisfaction:
"Since you ask sincerely, the ancestor will tell you with great compassion. Although theoretically, many great masters of supernatural powers were indeed born at the beginning of all calamities..."
"But not everyone has such luck, at least you don't."
“How to say it?”
Yang Yu was worried and asked without any shame.
"According to what the ancestors know, most of the great powers born in the first place of the universe are from the border areas of the universe, and the world where you are is almost impossible...
Because that old guy said it right, the spiritual tide did start to rise from the edges of all realms..."
After getting the benefits, the little toad continued to answer:
"In other words, your world has not changed yet, but some worlds may have changed tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years!
What are you fighting with?”
"It's really not easy to get behind one step behind, and it's really hard to catch up."
Yu Yang nodded, as if quite agreeing.
"you……"
The little toad originally wanted to intimidate him, but when he saw that he was still unmoved, he suddenly became a little unhappy.
It originally wanted to stop and knock out a golden bean, but now it bulged its cheeks and continued to talk:
"It is said that when all disasters begin, many heroes will be born in the world with great luck...
And these great fortunes often reborn in frontiers, follow the spiritual tide veins, from far to near, cross the realm, until the sky and sea revives.
Jump to the top and become the legendary master of magic!”
"As for you..."
The little toad pursed his mouth and wanted to continue to undermine Yang Yu's confidence.
But as soon as he started speaking, his eyes suddenly turned black and he was covered by his wide sleeves.
"you?!"
Chapter completed!