Fantasy: I, Really, Am Not The Son Of Destiny

For a moment, there was no sound.

The civil and military officials were all dumbfounded.

The army outside the city really belonged to the emperor.

But how is this possible?

That was an army of all Martial Kings.

Where does the emperor have the ability to train such a powerful army.

"It's the Shenwu Army, this is the Shenwu Army!"

In the barbarian barracks, the high priest roared in horror.

The barbarian king's expression changed suddenly: "High Priest, what are you talking about!"

"The ancestor of this seat once left behind a photo stone,

It records the battle between the wolf cavalry and the Shenwu army under the imperial city!"

The high priest trembled.

"Shenwu Army, the weakest soldiers are all Wu Wang Qiang, exactly the same as what you see now!"

The barbarian king collapsed and sat on the ground, his face ashen.

"Hahahaha, Shenwu Army! Is this God's will!"

"The scene from that year will be repeated again?"

"No, we still have a chance!"

At this time, the high priest suddenly snapped.

"What a chance, that's a hundred thousand Martial King!"

The barbarian said in despair.

"We can't even escape!"

"If my guess is correct, these martial arts soldiers are transformed from terracotta warriors!"

The high priest had a cold look in his eyes.

"Terracotta Warriors?"

The barbarian king was puzzled.

"That's right. Back then, the Great Emperor of the Great Wilderness was defeated and committed suicide. Using his own life as a curse, he cast a taboo technique and turned more than half of his army into terracotta warriors!"

"Later, Champion Hou entered the 710 of our barbarian holy temple, and obtained a secret technique from the contemporary high priest of the holy temple, which can temporarily lift the forbidden technique."

"But it's only a temporary release, and it can't be completely lifted."

said the high priest.

"High Priest, what do you mean, is it that these martial arts soldiers are temporarily unsealed?"

The barbarian king suddenly had hope again.

"Yes, I have seen that secret technique before, so I can be sure that the appearance of these terracotta warriors must be tied to someone."

"As long as you get rid of that person, all these martial arts soldiers will directly turn into terracotta warriors."

The High Priest swears.

"But who is that man?"

The barbarian king was startled. "Empress?"

"No matter who it is, even if it's not the empress, at a time like this, it must be at the empress's side.

There was a trace of coldness in the high priest's eyes.

"However, even if we know who the one hundred thousand warriors are, there is nothing we can do."

The barbarian's face was ugly.

"That's right, the one hundred thousand martial arts army, even if Martial God wants to surpass them, there is only one dead end.

The high priest exuded the aura of an extremely strong man, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes,

"But if it's Martial Saint who has mastered the Talent supernatural power, it's different!"

"Martial Saint?"

The barbarian king looked at the high priest, "But, you are still a long way from Martial Saint."

The high priest is the perfect power of Martial God!

But the barbarian king knew better that the high priest had stepped into this Realm for nearly a thousand years, yet there was no sign of breakthrough.

"Hehehe, that's right, with my aptitude, no accidents, it is impossible to be promoted to Martial Saint in this life."

The High Priest smiled slightly,

"However, if a sacrifice is held, the old man's life will be sacrificed, and he will be rewarded by the barbarian god!"

"This seat will be able to step into that Realm for a short time!"

The barbarian's body shook:

"But then you will surely die?"

"It doesn't matter, as the high priest of the barbarians, I can't just watch millions of children being buried in the Innate Dynasty.

"What's more, the barbarian king, you are the descendant of the barbaric Great Emperor, the hope of my barbarian race!"

"My life is exchanged for the future of the barbarians, why not!

The high priest seemed to have made up his mind.

Step out!

"High Priest!"

The barbarian looked at the high priest's back in pain, full of gratitude and admiration.

He suddenly shouted: "All warriors, go with Yincha!"

Swish Swish Swish!

"High Priest!"

In the big camp, all the barbarian generals kowtowed to the ground.

Tears filled my eyes!

It's like looking at a god.

The members of the six aristocratic families dare not kneel down at this moment.

They all knew that if they disrespected the high priest at this moment, these barbarians would definitely not let them go.

But their hearts were filled with ecstasy.

Originally, the appearance of the Shenwu Army made them all desperate.

Who knew that the barbarians would have a countermeasure [but the blood sacrificed ten strong warriors.

As long as the Shenwu army disappears and the hundreds of thousands of barbarians remain, the Innate dynasty will still be destroyed!

(cdad) Boom!

Bloody flames suddenly gushed out from the body of the high priest.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was blowing!

The void began to twist.

A blood-red eye slowly appeared.

A burst of red light shrouded the body of the high priest.

boom!

The high priest's body trembled, and suddenly a ground-like aura erupted.

"Hahahaha, so this is the mystery of the Martial Saint realm!"

"Talent supernatural power!"

"Immortal wolf fire!"

With a loud roar, the body of the high priest turned into a huge flame wolf!

He is hundreds of feet long and as fast as a thunderbolt!

In an instant, they flew over the sky, passed over the heads of the 100,000 troops, and headed towards the capital to slaughter them.

"Martial Saint environment!"

The Empress' complexion changed drastically. "not good!"

"Your Majesty, let's go!" Jia Lan also turned pale.

No one expected that among the barbarians, at such a time, there would be a Martial Saint Realm expert.

In front of Xia Sheng, Princess Baiqian's pretty face also changed color:

"The strong Martial Saint is so barbaric, how can there be a Martial Saint! Master, let's go!"

Princess Baiqian is very aware of the power of the Martial Saint realm!

That is far more powerful than Martial God.

Transcendent becomes holy and masters the supernatural powers of Talent!

Even if a hundred Martial God Consummation Realm powerhouses unite, they are no match for a single Martial Saint!

Facing the attack and kill of the strong Martial Saint, even she had no choice but to run for her life.

However, just as she was about to protect Xia Sheng and escape, she turned around and found that Xia Sheng was no longer by her side.

It was only then that Xia Sheng realized that Xia Sheng had already stepped into the air.

Flew into the air.

"when---"

Princess Baiqian opened her mouth wide in shock.

Xia Sheng is just Wu Zong's early stage, in front of her Martial God late stage powerhouse, no action can hide her senses.

But now, when Xia Sheng flew into the air, she found out.

Something is wrong!

The empress, Jia Lan, and all the civil and military officials all noticed Xia Sheng's actions.

"Emperor!"

"Why is he doing this?"

Everyone is puzzled.

At this moment, a Martial Saint struck.

Xia Sheng went forward instead.

Isn't this sending you to death?

The empress was also upset, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

"Huh? There are still people who dare to stop me!"

The high priest flew to the imperial city arrogantly, preparing a fire to burn all the monarchs and ministers of the Innate Dynasty to ashes.

I saw someone flying towards me.

I was surprised in my heart, but immediately, I sneered.

"The mantis arm is like a car, with the current strength of this seat, even the Martial God can be killed with a flick of a finger!"

"Die!"

The giant flame wolf opened its ferocious mouth:

boom!

A pillar of flame shot out, blasting towards Xia Sheng who was flying towards him like lightning.

Looking at the flame beam of light, Xia Sheng looked calm.

In his hands, the already used Shenwu strategy has been reduced to ashes. .