key to come

"I used this trick when I was there, but I couldn't use it in reality."

"However, now the entire Chinese history of thousands of years is my backing, Shen Lang."

"Come on, since you dare to offend Huaxia, then die here!"

hum!

A powerful spirit swept across the entire battlefield.

Click.

The barrier of Kyushu shattered!

All the power was concentrated on Shen Lang.

Click!

A slight crack appeared on the top of He's Bi.

Suddenly, there was a figure beside Shen Lang. He was dressed in a black robe, sitting quietly on the dragon chair, holding Heshibi, with Tai'a sword on his waist, and looked indifferently at the enemy in the distance.

Two more lines of blood flowed out of Shen Lang's eyes. He looked at those enemies with a bloodthirsty expression on his face, and laughed loudly: "I don't know if you can bear the spirit of detachment coming to reality!"

"It's interesting to wake me up after nearly a thousand years." The person on the dragon chair showed a slight smile: "Boy, what's your name?"

Chapter 676 The real heritage

"Craftsman Shen Lang, I have seen Your Majesty." Shen Lang bowed to the person in front of him.

Liang Zan couldn't help lowering his head, his body trembled, not daring to look up at this person.

He finally understood Qin Wuyang, and finally understood how difficult it was for Jing Ke back then.

Facing this kind of person, it is difficult to look up, let alone move.

This……

Shen Lang actually invited him out?

Wait, the luck of the entire Great Zhou, plus the arrangement of thousands of years, can't just invite him alone.

Mo Wen was still being hanged, and he was able to survive until now, all in one breath.

Seeing Shen Lang summoning this person, Mo Wen didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, he had to hold on, he wanted to see the end.

His tongue had already protruded, and his face had turned purple, but he was still holding on.

The person on the dragon chair looked like just a young man. He sat there, completely ignoring the enemy army in front of him, as if the whole world was under his control.

Shen Lang couldn't describe his appearance, and even felt that describing his appearance was an insult to him.

Shen Lang had a feeling that there was only one such person in the whole world, and his imperial aura was the most prosperous person Shen Lang had ever seen.

As if, he was born to sit on the dragon chair, and this world should be his.

Sitting on the same dragon chair, although Ji Nanxian was imposing, compared with the person in front of him, he was like a firefly compared to Haoyue.

The Jade Seal of Chuanguo, which countless people fought over, was like a toy in his hands, and he played with it at will.

His body is entangled with the human emperor's luck and great merit that are visible to the naked eye.

Books with the same text, cars with the same track, this merit can be described as a thousand years.

If he had lived a few more years, perhaps there would not have been so many dialects...

"Hahahaha... I thought Da Zhou's enchantment did something..." Gao Ran laughed out loud, "Collaborate and summon a master!"

"So what if it's someone who is about to transcend? In front of the military power, everything is false!"

"Kill me!"

In an instant, an army of 10,000+ rushed towards Gaoxian City.

For a moment, like a landslide and an earth crack, a tsunami-like shout of killing sounded.

This is different from the Rouran cavalry who was manipulated by Shen Lang, they can be said to be as imposing as a rainbow!

Especially when Shen Lang wasted so much energy and only summoned one person.

"Craftsman?" The young man showed a slight smile: "You are the emperor of Zhou... Huh, he finally proclaimed himself the emperor, and he was clearly against the sky, and finally he was backlashed to death, which is a bit courageous. His title, I accept it .”

"In the future, you will not only be the champion of Dazhou, but also the champion of Daqin."

He knew what Ji Nanxian had experienced with He Shibi.

In other words, as long as He Shibi can know, he knows everything.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" Shen Lang didn't know why, but felt his blood boil.

When Ji Nanxian named him the champion, he didn't feel this way.

It seemed that as long as he was recognized by the person in front of him, it was the greatest honor.

The person in front of him is different from what Qin Shimingyue showed. Although the emperor's prestige is very strong, he doesn't talk so little, and he doesn't make a lot of sense. Relatively speaking, he is quite down-to-earth?

However, his eyes seemed to be able to see far away, and his energy was not focused on the enemy soldiers in front of him at all.

Your heart is like the sea.

This is Shen Lang's final evaluation.

"What's going on with these in front of you?" Ying Zheng finally looked at the enemy soldiers in front of him.

"Thieves who want to offend my Chinese territory." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.

"Heaven's calculations are interesting. Back then, when I fought against the sky, there was no winner, and I had to close the game in the end. Today, I want to win against his son." Ying Zheng waved his hand, and a pen appeared in his hand. At the same time, a roll of silk cloth appeared.

Yingzheng wrote two big characters on the silk cloth with strong pen force: Miehu.

Immediately, another silk cloth appeared in front of him.

I saw that names appeared on the silk cloth one by one.

Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian...

All the generals belonged to the Qin Dynasty.

Shen Lang was surprised, Bai Qi was not under the hands of Qin Shihuang, how did he write down Bai Qi?

I saw that with Ying Zheng's strokes, flesh and blood people appeared on the plain in the distance.

They are not alone, everyone is followed by the army!

There is evil spirit on their bodies, all of them are soldiers of hundreds of battles, and they are the real elites of Daqin!

Their eyes were burning, and looking at the enemies in front of them didn't seem to be looking at enemies, just like looking at gold!

Shen Lang took a rough look, no less than 10 people!

This is the stunt that Shen Lang used back then, the spirit descends into reality. In the secret realm, Shen Lang used this trick to summon countless heroic souls who had died in battle, and fought against Xing Tian in blood.

Now, Shen Lang is not only using his own spirit, but also the spirit of the entire China for thousands of years!

People can die, but the spirit lives forever!

What survives is not only the human spirit, but also the spirit of the nation!

China's heritage is fully revealed at this moment!

There was a relieved smile on Mo Wen's face.

As expected of Shen Lang, can he turn the tables at this time?

Ha, but what lost was my Great Zhou's enchantment, Great Zhou's thousand-year luck.

I don't know if it's worth it...

Forget it, don't think about it, leave it to future generations to comment.

In the autumn of the 13th year of Shunde, Situ Mowen died of illness on his way to Doumanlou as an envoy. A businessman saw a profit, pretended to be Situ, went to Doumanlou, and finally died in front of the two armies.

Gao Ran has already reined in.

He looked at the armies of hundreds of battles in front of him, the generals who had written a lot in history, and their legs and feet trembled uncontrollably.

What's going on, where did this soldier come from?

Creating something out of nothing, turning beans into soldiers, but that should have a limit!

Even if Shen Lang summoned a thousand troops, he wouldn't think too much about it, but Shen Lang summoned a full 10 troops!

No matter how he thought, he couldn't think of anyone who could summon an army of [-]!

"Tsk, we need to give future generations some leeway." Ying Zheng wrote another name: Xiang Yu.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with Bai Qi? Also, isn't Xiang Yu a traitor?" Liang Zan's head was dripping with cold sweat.

Is it so tiring just to say a word?

He mustered up the courage to say it, because he was very puzzled by this matter.

Liang Zan couldn't help admiring Shen Lang, when he first met him, he was just a rank nine ordinary person.

Looking at the present, that spirit was able to resist the coercion of the first emperor.

"Is it in vain? Because I don't kill heroes, he is willing to follow me, that's all." Ying Zheng said indifferently: "As for this traitor..."

Ying Zheng showed a smile: "What about the rebellious officials and thieves?"

Shen Lang said: "In the past, when the Seven Kingdoms fought for hegemony and fought against the Xiongnu, didn't everyone unite as one?"

"It's our own business to fight by ourselves, and it's the business of the whole China to fight from outsiders."

"Your Majesty is very talented, even if it is a traitor, as long as he is willing to surrender, His Majesty is willing to accept it."

"This is His Majesty's tolerance."

"You understand me better than Zhao Gao." Ying Zheng cast a glance at Shen Lang.

The matter has already passed, since Fusu failed his test, then Daqin will not enjoy those ten thousand years, and it is worth mentioning that he is dead.

After all, history has become history. It's already this time, and Ying Zheng doesn't have the heart to think about things in history.

His unified thought has been buried and is continuing now. Is it different from Daqin Wannian?

Moreover, he was plotted by the sky at the beginning, and now he wants to turn against the sky.

Shen Lang only felt a chill in his lower body, and quickly said: "No, no, I'm not a queen yet."

However, this time Xiang Yu did not appear in front, but his [-] soldiers did appear.

The projection left by Xiang Yu appeared in front of Qin Shihuang.

Liang Zan glanced at Xiang Yu, then quickly lowered his head.

This big man has double pupils, is eight feet tall, has a hulking back, wears a black battle armor, holds a long spear, and is majestic.

Facing Qin Shihuang, he was not deterred by Qin Shihuang's power.

However, it doesn't look good.

This is the first time Shen Lang has seen the real Xiang Yu. Although he could imitate Xiang Yu's appearance in the secret realm before, he couldn't imitate the real Xiang Yu's power at all.

Everything in the secret realm is the remnants of those who died there, and the simulated Xiang Yu is also the Xiang Yu they have seen, the Xiang Yu in their impression.

And now, it is true, even if it is only the last afterimage, it still has the power of life.

Whether it is Xiang Yu or Qin Shihuang, it is true.

Shen Lang used the geography of mountains and rivers as a chessboard, and the Jiuding enchantment as his son, and awakened them.

The afterimages of those who should have been detached also appeared here.

However, this is the same as the king's army. After all, they are not as good as before, but it is enough.

"You said back then that you could replace me with me." Ying Zheng smiled lightly: "You didn't rebel when I was alive, but only after I died."

"Prove yourself and see if you have the qualifications to challenge me."

"Hmph." Xiang Yu turned around and jumped off the city wall.

Ying Zheng said to Shen Lang: "Champion Marquis, everyone says you have the bravery of an overlord. I will ride ten thousand with you to see if you can match this overlord."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Shen Lang agreed.

It was a dream to charge with the Overlord of Western Chu, and Shen Lang felt like his whole body was on fire.