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Cao Zhe will not get too deep into the drama, putting the cart before the horse.

"Oh?"

"You don't know, I believe it!"

"Do they really not know?" Cao Zhe asked back.

Jiang Yu'an was stunned.

Among the crowd, many people from the rivers and lakes slowly approached and gathered.

"Let's stand shoulder to shoulder, kill this old monster first, and then discuss how to divide up the treasure here." Said a person in Jianghu.

Although a master died, it would not make all the Jianghu people afraid to resist.

He was originally a desperado who licked blood at the edge of a knife, but he still had courage!

"What old monster! It's just playing tricks!"

"The three folded sword Feng Xiu, I'm afraid he is with him, just acting for us."

"He may not really be dead!" Among the first few people who entered the hall, the strong man said.

He still didn't believe that a first-class master in the world would be killed so easily with a halberd.

Even if the Three Heroes wanted to kill Feng Xiu, they would have to be within thirty moves.

If the impossibility is ruled out, the inference, no matter how impossible, should be the truth...he thought so.

Swish!

In the entire hall, all the guards waved their halberds smoothly.

Moments later, every halberd was almost stained with blood.

A large number of people in the rivers and lakes fell at this moment.

There has never been a single enemy.

"It's so weak?" Cao Zhe seemed surprised and questioned him.

Then he showed a thoughtful look, stepped off the high throne, and stood less than five feet away from Jiang Yu'an and other living people.

"Tell the widow!"

"What rank are they in today's world? What rank?" Cao Zhe's voice contained hidden anger, and even a trace of staged fear.

Although there are human teleprompters.

However, it was up to Cao Zhe to deal with the details.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Jiang Yu'an gritted his teeth and kept silent.

He was afraid of Cao Zhe, but also hated Cao Zhe's cruelty and bloodlust.

Therefore, he did not intend to answer Cao Zhe's question.

Of course, he didn't answer, and someone answered instead of him.

A person in the rivers and lakes who was lucky enough to survive immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly: "I report to the emperor! These people have certain names in the rivers and lakes, and they belong to first- and second-rate figures. Comparing your bodyguards is like comparing a firefly to a bright moon."

"Cheng Hao, the little man, is willing to work for His Majesty's lackeys!"

Cao Zhe waved his hand casually.

A long halberd fell, Cheng Hao, die!

"I don't like people kneeling down!"

"Even if the person he kneels is me!"

"The warriors of our human race, even if they die standing up, they must never live on their knees..."

Having said that, Cao Zhe showed a desolate expression.

Sighing: "But judging by your current appearance, the human race... I'm afraid you have been kneeling for a long time!"

"It's been so long that I have forgotten who I am, so long that I have become a lamb without knowing it, so long that I have lost the support of survival and indulged in false peace."

While Cao Zhe said these words.

Above the underground palace, in the high sky, dark clouds are densely covered.

In the sky, bursts of thunder roared.

It can be heard even in the depths of the ground.

Although this kind of reaction was not pushed by Cao Zhe, it was unexpected, and it met Cao Zhe's needs for scene coordination at this time.

Chapter 488 The Tightened Pocket

What Cao Zhe is laying the groundwork for at this moment is precisely how to add the background of the world.

In fact, if a world falls from the level of mythology to low martial arts, there are undoubtedly several suitable explanations.

Battle Fragmentation Theory!

The theory of spiritual fading!

World Segmentation Theory!

Inner and outer world theory!

There is also what Cao Zhe is laying the groundwork at the moment... The message is blocked, and people are like shepherds.

People live in captive cages, and the truth of the world is like a bag that is constantly tightened.

What people can learn is getting less and less, and it is getting weaker and weaker.

Of course, for the background setting of this world, these various arguments can be filled to varying degrees.

You don't have to stick to just one.

As for how to fill, how to make up, and how to make specific arrangements.

This is a question that authors need to consider.

Since this world was once so brilliant.

Even if the aura fades, there should be relevant deeds, people, and objects handed down.

Why is it that no one knows, no one sees?

There are certain powerful and mysterious beings who blocked the information, deliberately weakened the race, and eliminated that once powerful 'history', so such a setting became quite necessary.

At the same time, a large amount of unreasonable absorption will be absorbed.

It is equivalent to the 'back blame' in disguise.

Everything that cannot be explained can be blamed on this hostile person!

Konoha Nabekage probably has such an existence.

And Cao Zhe is just making up stories now.

As for who is responsible for the blame later... the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!

Where does the enemy come from?

This is not a difficult question.

With the development of the world, Cao Zhe can create a batch of such 'existences', or even simply find a foreign race world, and place the foreign race world above the Xiguang world.

In this way, what is false...becomes true.

Important!

The answer Cao Zhe needed.

Such a unique world, the answer to its existence and emergence.

So far, Cao Zhe is only unlocking and untying this world little by little.

There is still a long way to go before that answer.

No matter how anxious you are, you must also consider the current upper limit of the world's tolerance.

If possible, Cao Zhe can completely arrange the identity of Sufang Emperor as a generation of immortal emperors.

The reason why it is defined as the Zombie King is precisely because the world cannot bear the weight of the 'Immortal Emperor'.

The Zombie King is actually unbearable, but at least it won't break through directly.

Cao Zhe's words were meaningless to Jiang Yu'an and to those remaining people in the world.

Even so, it also aroused their imagination.

"Your Majesty, please let me know!"

"What do you mean by your words...?"

"Have we been manipulated by something?" The immortal Taoist asked Cao Zhe respectfully after hesitating.

Cao Zhe was about to speak.

Suddenly a thunderbolt, like an angry dragon, descended from the sky and pierced the earth.

The entire magnificent Kowloon Palace, under the background of the thunderbolt, seemed to be shining.

Nine dragons chant, rising from ten directions, and then roaring to the sky.

The groans of the world became even wilder.

Miserable, almost silent and crying.

Jiang Yu'an had an illusion, as if everything in front of him would completely explode in the next moment.

But he got it wrong!

He regarded this as some existence, in order to prevent Cao Zhe from telling the 'truth' as ​​punishment.

Bang!Bang!

The huge coffin outside the palace gate exploded.

Several generals in battle armor flew out of the coffin.

Then with a weapon in hand, he stood around the main hall, resisting the rushing attack from Tianwei.

"The bondage is stronger!"

"Xiahou, Dian'e, Baiye, Mengqi! You dispatch the Nine Dragons Formation to suppress the Quartet. I will take all the soldiers... home!" Cao Zhe did not choose to answer the Taoist's question, but said to the generals outside the hall .

"No!" The generals said at the same time.

Afterwards, the entire Nine Dragon Palace seemed to stabilize again.

It's just that the still flickering lightning and roaring thunder show that this matter is not over yet.

It's not that Cao Zhe doesn't want to talk anymore, but he can't talk anymore.

Change little by little.

At least, enough information has been exposed now.

With the weight of these people in front of them, even adding Jiang Yu'an would not be enough to turn the situation around.

It is necessary for these people present to spread the news, and then ferment and evolve it, so as to reversely promote the background of the world and sublimate it.

As for why they had to kill a group of people before?

do not kill!Not enough to deter people.

Without the slightest means, it is tantamount to having no 'evidence'.

It's more like a play.

And now, those people who died, their deaths... are ironclad evidence.

"Go!"

"Now that you are asleep, go to sleep!"

"Weak ants may not be lucky to wake up from their dream of being strong," Cao Zhe said.

Then he reached out and waved.