Great Zhou Royal Family: The Strongest Divine Kingdom System

"Damn!"

"This coward, when did he change his gender and become a priest so easily!"

At this time, Yuxi's nine priesthoods were all canonized, and the nine princes and generals, armed with the power of supreme rules, jointly slaughtered Zhang Tubo, increasing his pressure.

"Zhou Yang, you are still the lord of a country!"

"If I have the ability, I will seal the realm to refine the aperture, and we will fight each other!"

Zhang Tu was struck by a bolt of lightning, and he roared at Zhou Yang with black smoke coming out of his mouth.

The rules of a country, even if he is in the early stage of Jindan, he can't compete.

At this moment, we can only hope that Zhou Yang's brain will not work well and give him a chance.

"Oh, if I make a move, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to say your last words."

"However, I am the Ninth Five-Year Master after all, not all cats and dogs are worthy of my shot."

Zhou Yang looked down on the world with contempt, which almost made Zhang Tu spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Damn, if you're afraid, you say you're afraid, and you put on a look of disdain, what are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!

Not to mention Zhang Tu, even the other princes turned their heads one after another, looking like they didn't recognize him.

However, although I despise him in my heart, I absolutely dare not say some things.

After all, the other party is the controller of Yuxi, who can bestow priesthood and withdraw priesthood.

They haven't played enough of the powerful rules of heaven and earth!

"Stop messing with him, kill."

Zhou Yang's complexion turned cold in an instant, and the princes and princes were awe-inspiring, and they no longer dared to keep their strength. The terrifying power of rules was like a vast ocean, drowning Zhang Tu in an instant.

Without even making a scream, Zhang Tu fell from the air and hit the ground heavily without a sound.

A generation of golden core powerhouses perish!

He didn't even touch Zhou Yang's clothes.

"The power of this rule is indeed terrifying. Nine Meridian Accumulation Realms can kill a strong person at the early stage of Jindan."

"Unfortunately, as the master of Yuxi, I can't confer a priesthood on myself."

Zhou Yang sighed secretly in his heart, explained a few words to Zhennan Hou, and then disappeared in a flash.

Another six priesthoods were canonized, and the majestic divine power was continuously injected into his body through the jade seal. He needed to find a quiet place to refine this power.

The reason for the urgency is also because I feel more pressure.

He was very sure that the Jindan powerhouse who came to invade was definitely from the second prince's side.

But with this kind of heart, it is absolutely impossible to be the real mastermind behind the scenes, maybe it is just a subordinate.

A subordinate has the state of the early stage of Jindan, so next time, what state will be sent to the strong man?

Golden elixir middle stage, golden elixir late stage, or even consummation?

Zhou Yang didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

At that time, not to mention using the rules of one country, I am afraid that even summoning Jinwu and Lu Bu will not be enough for a battle.

No matter what, you must improve your strength as soon as possible!
……

"Oh, you deserve it."

In the suburban manor, the second prince just sneered when he heard the news reported by his subordinates.

Zhang Tu's death was both unexpected and reasonable.

His elder brother is no longer the character he used to be.

Since the other party can confer three priesthoods a day, they can also confer six priesthoods a day.

At the early stage of Zhang Tu's Golden Core, he wanted to run afoul of the rules of a country. Isn't this just courting death?
Even though Da Zhou is a mortal kingdom of God, it is still at the top of the ninth rank.

And after conferring these nine priesthoods, it may be possible to go further in the divine kingdom test in a few months.

"I will truthfully report the matter of Zhang Tu's death to your lord."

At this moment, the cloaked man appeared behind Zhou Yan.

"random."

Zhou Yan waved his hands impatiently. He originally wanted to persuade the other party, but unfortunately they didn't listen, so it's no one's fault.

……

After a few more days, Zhou Yang refined all the divine power in the jade seal, and finally successfully promoted to the perfection of refining orifices.

At this time, he was simply standing there, but he seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth, and when he raised his hands and feet, he had the posture of shattering the void.

"Now that my strength has reached the bottleneck, it will be counterproductive to just practice boringly. It's better to go out for a stroll, so that you can feel the scenery of this new world."

Thinking like this, the next moment, Zhou Yang's figure appeared on the busy street.

Since time travel, he has been fighting wits and courage with the second prince, and constantly promoted to the realm. As the lord of a country, he doesn't even have time to take a look at the scenery of the imperial city.

At this time, looking at the bustling crowd around him, Zhou Yang changed his appearance, put aside the troubles of the crisis, and blended in like ordinary people.

This is the practice of joining the world.

It may be mediocre all your life, or you may suddenly realize something because of something or a casual sentence from someone.

"Senior brother, this Dazhou is indeed a mortal rank nine, much stronger than those surrounding divine kingdoms. At least the materials for our treasure refining can be bought here."

"Oh, no matter how strong he is, he is only at the mortal level. What's more, I heard that the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty is a wimp. He dared not confer the priesthood because he was afraid of being ostracized. As a result, he was unable to be promoted to the national level."

At this moment, the voices of a man and a woman attracted Zhou Yang's attention.

Obviously, they do not belong to people near Da Zhou, otherwise it is impossible not to know that Zhou Yang has conferred nine priesthoods.

"Is he that useless?" the girl asked curiously.

"But, at the beginning, he proposed to Empress Wu Zeguo to marry him, but because he was only in the Meridian Realm, he was kicked out directly."

"The lord of a country can do this, don't you think it's useless?"

Zhou Yang listened to the conversation between the two with a blank face, unmoved.

Of course he knew about Wu Zeguo's marriage proposal, but it was a matter of his predecessor and had nothing to do with him.

"It's a pity, if the Lord of the Great Zhou can gain some strength, he may have the opportunity to enter the Jiange to learn something."

The sword pavilion?

Hearing the girl's words, Zhou Yang's heart moved. He cleared his throat, came to the man and the woman, and cupped his hands: "I happened to hear the two talking just now, can I ask where the Jiange is? The lord of the country just has the opportunity to go in and learn?"

"Uh..." Facing Zhou Yang who suddenly appeared, the girl looked a little embarrassed.

Just now, she and her senior brother talked about the ruler of the country without any shyness, but she was overheard. It was the scene of a large-scale death!
The man, on the other hand, looked calm, and didn't care if others heard what he said just now. He glanced at Zhou Yang and said indifferently, "Why should I tell you?"

"I... I'm really just curious. After all, our Great Zhou King is the Ninth Five-Year Lord, who controls the entire country, a Jiange that has never been heard of, and he needs to fight to get a chance to enter and understand."

Zhou Yang's tone was calm, but somewhat tit-for-tat.

"The Ninety-Five Lord of Fart."

At this moment, the man sneered, and the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point!