This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 43 The king is powerful, nothing more
Zishou descended from the sky, raised his head, and saw that the panic of more than [-] troops had completely disappeared, replaced by a strange emotion, they walked in exactly the same way, and muttered to themselves!

Men and eyebrows are drooping, and all armies are glaring!

Once the Wanjun lost their morale and broke up and fled, even the No. 1 general in the ages would not be able to stop them.

just now.

But the situation was abruptly reversed.

He looked over.

I see.

In the depths of the Wanjun, there are lingering Sanskrit sounds, and the sound can be heard; there are also thousands of golden lights, which reflect the solemnity and solemnity of the heaven and earth.

Over [-] troops were illuminated by the golden light and bathed in Sanskrit sounds, as if they were transcended from the mundane world, with only empty murderous intent in their eyes!
"Damn the power of transmutation."

Zi Shou's eyes were cold, and for the first time, a strong killing intent arose in his heart, even stronger than when Qi Shui was beheading the god!
"You gods conferred the gods, go to the chaos and fight, it's best to die clean!"

"Take the human world as the battlefield!"

"At the beginning, the two sages of the West set up 48 great ambitions, merits and virtues from heaven, and the power of transformation, not to let you manipulate people's hearts!"

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, recalling Hong Yi's warning in his heart, he walked towards the army step by step.

"Believe in the existence of hiring me?"

"Who is hiring me again?"

"Where did this prison where the emperor was imprisoned come from, who built it, and who is in charge?"

"But no matter what, the trajectory of my fate can only be changed by this prison."

"If the speculation is correct, the end of the practice of the Heavenly Dao-level kung fu is the Heavenly Dao realm. Then, I don't need to practice the Immortal Dao, and I can compete with the end of the Immortal Dao."

"Now, I will give it a try, what realm does the peak of a martial sage correspond to?"

Zishou looked at the more than two hundred thousand people and muttered to himself.

"The Bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, and the Vajra glares?"

"The Buddhist gate has not yet been established, and you are bewitching people's hearts."

Zishou looked at the depths of the Wanjun, and whispered, "Detention due to cause and effect."

The cause and effect of hundreds of miles around are all detained in his hands. Everything that happens in this world cannot be perceived by the outside world, nor can it be spread out.

Anyone, any creature, even a cultivator, will forget everything related to him and completely imprison all cause and effect if he walks out of this world.

With causal detention, Zishou no longer has any fear.

next moment!
The huge energy and blood of the peak martial saint in the child's body was released without any suppression!

boom! ! !
A hurricane rose from him, spinning the sky and the earth, and the surrounding earth was rolled up layer by layer, turning into endless dust and rising into the sky!

The ground under Zi Shou's feet was turned into a whirlpool of dust that shot straight into the sky by his aura!
For the first time, he felt the power fully.

Even when he conferred the gods by the Qishui River, he only used the power of Qi and blood to amplify his voice.

Now, this power is completely released!
……

Chongzhou City Wall.

Chonghouhu's face was suddenly shocked, his mouth could not close his mouth in fright, his head was full of question marks!

This is the rumored king of Shang, Emperor Xin, who changed the pillars and dragged nine bulls backwards! ?

This, this, this...

The rumors are too TM exaggerated?
Is this a backlash?
With this momentum, it's easy to pull Qianniu backwards!

"This power...is not the power of a cultivator!"

Beside Chonghouhu, the old Uncle Wu, who was originally as thin as a stick, had exhausted his last vitality in a battle with the white tiger monster.

He looked at Di Xin under the city wall with cloudy eyes, and his whole body was about to fall apart with excitement.

He had never seen such a look in his eyes, it was full of complex emotions of shock, anticipation, and nostalgia!

Chonghouhu looked at the old man who was suddenly excited to die, and said:

"Uncle Wu, a human king is not allowed to cultivate. Of course, the king will not have the strength of a cultivator... It's just that he is born with great strength."

Old Uncle Wu: ...

Can the strength be so strong that it can punch a hole in the sky?
He excitedly said:

"This is not simply a matter of great strength..."

"This is the power of the flesh!"

"This is blood, Lord Hou!"

Chonghouhu: "Isn't it just strength?"

Old Uncle Wu: ...

He just wanted to say that this is the power of a witch, the power of a real witch, far more powerful than the witch he inherited!

At this time, Chonghou Hu looked at him lightly and said:
"I know what you want to say, forget it, Dawang is Lida, that's all, nothing else."

The old Uncle Wu was shocked all over, immediately lowered his head, and stopped talking, but his eyes never left his eyes.

Chonghouhu ordered the old Wu Bo, and immediately raised the sword of the Chong clan, and ordered loudly!

"Scouts, archers, and gunners stay on the walls!"

"Leave another 3000 people to garrison!"

"The rest of the staff! Follow me out of the city to line up!"

"Your Majesty has entered the rebel camp, and we are still eating hot pot on the city wall. Are we still bloody courtiers?"

"Not even human!"

Chonghouhu wanted to jump off the city wall with his sword in his hand, but after looking at the height, he could only jump down from the ladder, leading the [-] defenders of Chongzhou City and shouting, "Protect the king, be a man!"

Immediately fight out!

……

at the same time.

Among the rebels, there was a subtle and solemn voice.

"kill!"

The voice was immature, but indifferent, as if treating everyone as nothing.

More than [-] rebels seemed to be trapped in an illusion, their eyes were blurred, and they muttered to themselves, and all of them only said one word.

kill!

kill!

kill!

It's like being insane.

Zishou sneered, walking towards the first square without fear.

Headed by Yuan Futong, the formation consisted of 8000 people.

He stepped out, and the ten thousand troops dispersed, and the powerful Qi and blood directly suppressed the obsessed Yuan Futong on the ground, his bones were shattered, and he sank into the ground.

Yuan Futong woke up directly from his obsession with the power of qi and blood from the quilt. He stared dumbfounded at Zishou in the fluttering imperial robe, and swallowed deeply.

The rumors are unbelievable!

Who said that Di Xin can only pull nine bulls backwards?

No wonder he dared to come to the battlefield alone, no wonder he dared to stand alone, his power was no longer that of a human!
impossible!
How can mortals master such power?
Yuan Futong is also a Qi refiner. Although he has not become an immortal, he can still feel the power of an immortal.

He couldn't feel any fairy energy from Zishou!
This is not the power of a cultivator!

This is pure physical strength!

puff……

Yuan Futong finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was about to stand up and run away when he suddenly saw a war horse leaping towards him!

On the horse is a stout general, he is four feet tall, and his armor is engraved with a dragon totem with wings!

Bei Bohou!
Yuan Futong's eyes were fixed, and before he could say surrender, he heard an angry shout, and the bronze sword slashed at him!
He only felt dizzy, and his headless corpse spurted blood in front of his eyes.

Before consciousness disappeared, only two sentences were heard.

"The rebel Yuan Futong is the leader!"

"You guys have to surrender quickly!"

Holy Child...

This is different from what you said!

Is this my chance?

Before Yuan Futong died, he looked into the depths of the army, and he did not rest in peace.

Beihai rebel leader Yuan Futong is dead!

Defeat the enemy!
Makeup!
Beibohou Chonghouhu!

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