Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

Da Zhao has the strongest foundation!

Emperor Zhao’s voice resounded thousands of miles away.

Each of the seven sects of the Ten Kingdoms has the strongest foundation, and only when it comes to life and death will this strongest foundation be called upon.

What is Zhao Guo’s strongest heritage?

Even Daqian, who has been fighting with them for thousands of years, is not very clear.

"Forcing them to bring out their best!"

When Qin Wuzun was fighting, he still had the energy to look past, which shows his strength: "And when this strongest foundation is used, it is also the moment when the legend falls!"

"I, Zhao, have the strongest foundation. Countless of you will die. If the country is to be destroyed, no one will feel comfortable!"

Zhao Tianhan roared.

As one of the ancestors, he certainly knew what a huge price would be paid if this foundation was used.

But compared with destroying the country, any price is worth it.

"Really? Let me take a closer look to see what your strongest foundation is and whether you can stop Bai Qi."

Qin Wuzun was very calm.

Because even those who are stronger than him can never see through Bai Qi.

The sound of dragon roars suddenly resounded on the battlefield, and the aurora filled the air. Suddenly, endless lightning burst out, forming an extremely electric field, flooding the entire imperial city.

The capital city exploded with rumbles, and countless buildings collapsed.

The earth parted on both sides, creating an abyss.

And as the ground cracked, a huge thing appeared. It was very dry, but it was also covered with layers of scales engraved with the laws of thunder and lightning, like a real dragon appearing in the world.

This turned out to be a dragon corpse.

Although dead, the dragon corpse still has the trembling pressure of the dragon.

"It turned out to be a dead dragon."

Bai Qi's expression didn't change at all after seeing it.

Zhao Guo buried the dragon corpse in the capital.

In this way, the dragon corpse is used to guard the national destiny of a country and gather boundless vitality.

Even at critical moments, dragons can be allowed to fight.

"Sacrifice!"

Crashing, the earth continued to crack, and bloody altars appeared one after another.

Torrents of blood spurted out from these bloody altars and poured into the dragon corpses.

This blood was collected by Zhao Guo over the long years and exploded at this moment.

After all, the dragon corpse is dead. To let it fight again will require paying an extremely huge price.

With the injection of blood, the shriveled corpse of the dragon gradually filled up until it turned into a real dragon, lifelike.

This dragon is a thunder dragon.

It was also obtained by Zhao Guo in the deserted sea.

But this alone is not enough to truly resurrect the dragon corpse.

"Sacrifice the national destiny, use the national destiny as the dragon soul, and revive the thunder dragon!"

At this moment, Zhao Huang did not hesitate. With his drink, the great Zhao national destiny formed directly rushed into the dragon corpse.

Its blood restores strength to the dragon corpse.

And the national destiny temporarily becomes the dragon soul, allowing it to revive.

Roar!

The thunder dragon seemed to have truly come to life, rising from the ground and roaring to the sky. Its body was ten thousand feet long, and it was surrounded by countless barrel-thick thunders.

"The dragon corpse is resurrected! No, the Thunder Dragon is dead. It has not really been resurrected. It is just the destiny of the country that allows it to have life temporarily. When the destiny of the country is exhausted, it will still die. It is no longer real. It is just a puppet now!"

Qin Wuzun looked solemn as he watched the thunder dragon revive.

More forceful than he expected.

In his eyes, the strength of this thunder dragon has simply reached the limit that a legend can reach, and it is about to truly break through to the terrifying realm above the legend.

Above the legend, no one in the Eastern Wasteland can reach it for too long.

In Daqian, there are naturally resources that can fight against the dragon corpse, but like this dragon corpse, some of the resources cannot be moved out.

"The resurrection of the dragon corpse, the destiny of the country for fifteen thousand years, is so vast, it will completely dissipate today, but it is worth it, very worth it, Qin Wuzun, how can you stop it!"

Zhao Tianhan looked ferocious!

He knew that the dragon corpse would exist for a period of time, and when the country's luck and blood were exhausted, it would turn into a dead state and sleep again.

And this also means that they will not be able to use it for a long time.

This price is not small.

Qin Wuzun said nothing.

He was looking at Bai Qi.

This time, the royal family has done everything they can.

"White up!"

Emperor Zhao controls the dragon corpse, which is sacred and powerful.

"You are too naive. It is not that easy to destroy the ten kingdoms. The strongest foundation of our Zhao Kingdom is here. You can't destroy it on your own. But for you, I used it. You can be proud."

Emperor Zhao's expression was cold: "Let's make a final stand with Qianguo now. Even if we destroy our foundation, we must kill Bai Qi to make Emperor Qian regret the order he gave!"

He is very confident.

This time it was not only the dragon corpse, but also him and Lin Canglan.

At this moment, the dragon corpse is entrenched in the sky and the sea of ​​thunder is shrouded, which is undoubtedly a huge improvement for the low morale of the entire Zhao country.

They saw the hope of victory and the possibility of defeating Qian Guo.

"Hahaha, how could our Zhao Kingdom be destroyed like this? Qian Kingdom and the others will definitely pay a heavy price for it!"

"Everyone in the Qian Kingdom deserves to die, they all deserve to die!"

"The dragon corpse appears, and the strongest secret is revealed when they fail miserably!"

The strong men of Zhao were ready to die, but after seeing the dragon corpse, their morale increased greatly.

But what displeased Emperor Zhao was.

Bai Qi was indifferent, and his expression didn't even change.

In this case, the best choice is actually to retreat. Zhao Guo was taught a lesson this time.

"Still pretending!"

Emperor Zhao shouted: "Old general, let's take action to kill Bai Qi. After Bai Qi dies, the dragon corpse will use its remaining power to sweep across the battlefield and determine the victory!"

He didn't believe that Bai Qi still had the possibility of making a comeback.

The strength of this dragon corpse is too strong!

The flame giant that Lin Canglan transformed into nodded.

Emperor Zhao suppressed Bai Qi.

And he will burst out with his final strength and die together with Bai Qi.

Finally, ask the dragon corpse to give Bai Qi a devastating blow.

With a series of moves, Bai Qi has no chance of survival.

"Do it!"

Zhao Huang just drank out, but Bai Qi's subsequent actions surprised him.

"Slaughter appears and hell comes!"

The Killing God Sword was suspended in front of Bai Qi, as if it was a key that opened the door to hell.

Bai Qi opened his hands, and the endless blood on the earth actually gathered, forming a huge bloody vortex, as if connecting the passage through the bloody hell.

And the bloody vortex turned into a blood abyss, like an open door to hell.

The chilling wind blowing from it chills the soul, and the legend will be affected and swallowed up, and will never be reincarnated.

"I don't believe there is a hell in this world!"

Emperor Zhao shouted.

"This is the hell I built, a bloody hell created for you, the Kingdom of Zhao!"

Bai Qi's expression was ruthless, like the master of hell. Behind the whirlpool was a realm of death, devouring all living creatures. This was only possible after he reached the ultimate level of the God of Killing realm.