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Chapter 529 Return of the Eight Kings (for Subscription)

The imperial city was in ruins.

The entire palace was completely destroyed.

Numerous buildings collapsed.

The destructive breath is mighty between the heaven and the earth.

Under the terrible ruins, an unknown number of corpses were buried, and black broken bones could be seen everywhere, exuding the smell of burning...

The First World War almost completely destroyed the power of the entire imperial city.

The descendants of the eight alien kings, the descendants of the ancient emperor, countless imperial guards, princes and ministers, and old antiques of the royal family all died. Except for a few who survived with serious injuries, the rest were turned into ashes under the thunder disaster.

This is to change the pattern of the world with one's own power!

After tonight, the world will completely change.

The Great Luck Formation is destroyed, and a group of dragons will appear.

A chaotic world that only exists in ten thousand years will come soon.

Outside the palace, the survivors were troubled and terrified, and countless thoughts appeared in their minds.

Once the luck formation is destroyed, those ancient forces will probably all be born now.

Four ancient protoss, five hermit sects, nine caves, eight treasures...

There are also resurrected gods, remnants of the underworld, the Gate of Fear, the Palace of Destruction...

Doomed to dance wildly!

"The seven stars turn, the heaven and the earth are in chaos, all demons come out, and the gods cry... Does the 'star' of the seven stars refer to the star kings of the heavenly court, does it mean that there are seven star kings in total?"

The old Taoist Canglong murmured.

This is the earliest prophecy of the undead in the dry forest.

At that time, countless strong men were thinking hard, unable to understand what the meaning of [Seven Stars] and [Ten Thousand Demons] was. A certain Xingjun, their names all have the character [star], which makes people think of this sentence again.

The 【star】 of Seven Stars may really be Xingjun!

This refers to the seven great star kings in the heaven, who are about to go into chaos?

For a moment, these survivors looked at each other in shock.

Venerable Heitian whispered: "Seven Star Lords? Are there really so many? How many are known now... Greedy Wolf Star Lord, Pojun Star Lord, Jumen Star Lord, Wuqu Star Lord, Wenqu Star Lord, Lian Zhen Xingjun... hiss!"

He suddenly gasped, his face was horrified, and he said: "It's already six, doesn't this really mean them? Could it be that there is still a terrifying Xingjun who has not yet appeared?"

Everyone else was also surprised.

The Seven Great Star Lords are just their guesses, and there is no evidence to confirm them.

But now counting the past masters of the Heavenly Court, there are six star kings. How similar is this to the prophecy?

As long as there is another Xingjun, then this prophecy will definitely be fulfilled.

Qixingzhuan means that the seven great stars turn the heaven and the earth...

When everyone looks at me and I look at you, they are all deeply shocked.

Especially Ye Xuntian, his heart was tumbling, and his back was sweating like a tide.

He suddenly felt scared.

At the beginning, Shenting wanted to summon a group of heroes to deal with Tianting, but now it seems that they are not even the slightest opponent?

Judging from the scene of Tianting's attack tonight, they are enough to destroy the world!

If you want to deal with Shenting, you only need one finger, and their entire Shenting will be wiped out.

Even the Great Luck Formation was destroyed by the Heavenly Court, what else could they not do?

The resurrection of the gods can't stop them!

This is an extremely mysterious and terrifying force...

Venerable Soulless' complexion changed, and suddenly deep regret appeared in his heart.

If he had known that the Heavenly Court was so terrifying, he shouldn't have used that [Devil Killing Token], and he should have left the [Devil Killing Token] in the Underworld as the treasure of the temple. Demon Killing Order], it will surely destroy all enemies in one fell swoop...

"Devil Killing Order, Demon Killing Order, Demon Killing Order..."

Venerable Soulless whispered complicatedly.

Everyone around him could hear clearly, instantly understood what was going on in Venerable Wuhun's mind, and his mind was tumbling with countless thoughts.

A total of three demon killing orders.

The Soulless Venerable used one side, and left two sides.

Where did those two sides go?

They swore in their hearts that even if they turned the whole world upside down after tonight, they would definitely find the remaining two Demon Killing Orders.

Judging from the current situation, the Demon Killing Order is enough to destroy the world!

This is no longer as simple as killing a prince, but destroying the entire imperial palace. The royal ministers, imperial guards, old antiques, princes, princes, and princes are almost all dead...

Even the dragon vein formed by the condensed will of the dynasty was destroyed, only a few hundredths of its previous size remained, and the dynasty was completely over.

This is the [Destruction Order], and it cannot be called the [Devil Execution Order].

Not far away, the prime minister Xiao Yutian also heard the words of the soulless venerable, his mind was surging, and he muttered in his mouth, "Excellent value for money, excellent value for money..."

He suddenly took a deep breath, and the depths of his eyes became deep and gloomy.

There are still two sides of the [Devil Killing Order] left outside.

He has to have it.

Even if the whole world is an enemy, he will kill anyone who dares to stop him.

Rumble!

In the sky, a huge purple light tripod hangs high, and the divine light illuminates the entire night sky, like a huge purple moon, devouring the remaining luck.

Qi Yun sat cross-legged, and the injuries in his body recovered quickly, and waves of unprecedented strength slowly emerged from his body, mighty and mighty.

It was almost the same as what he had thought before. After the thunder disaster, the benefits he got were unimaginable. The luck, dragon energy, and essence remaining in the imperial city rushed towards him frantically to supplement his consumption and loss.

He felt that the Nascent Soul was growing rapidly, from the initial size of one inch to two inches, the whole body was shining with purple light, filled with a rich purple aura, it was indescribably precious.

Don't underestimate the extra inch, the Nascent Soul Dzogchen is only three inches in size.

His current two inches is at least equivalent to the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul.

To cross the tribulation in the imperial city, let him directly cross the three small realms.

now.

Streams of dragon energy and luck rushed in all directions in the night sky, startling countless powerful people.

I don't know how many people came out to watch the sky at night, and they were shocked when they noticed the big change in the sky.

east.

A mysterious valley shrouded in mist all the year round, with continuous buildings, ancient and deep, it does not know how many years it has existed.

On the huge observatory, a gray-haired mao die old man with cloudy eyes looked up at the starry sky, only to see streaks of golden dragon energy dispersing from a distance, radiating in all directions, illuminating the night sky.

I also saw that the stars dimmed, and many stars suddenly disappeared...

The old man's body was suddenly shocked, as if struck by lightning.

"Luck... the imperial city's luck formation has dispersed, and chaos is coming!"

The old man trembled and said.

The face of a middle-aged man behind him changed, and he said, "Maybe sure!"

"It's not fake, it's true, it's true, the Imperial City formation was destroyed, what happened?"

The old man was shocked.

south.

A vast group of mountains, shrouded in mist, isolated from the outside world.

Among the mountains, there is a strange villa, which is cold and terrifying, like an ancient ghost house.

The backyard of the house.

On a huge observatory, there is also a crooked figure looking up at the sky.

He gasped, unbelievable.

"Luck...it's the reverse flow of luck, the ancient Fengshui formation was broken..."

A group of strong men behind him took a deep breath and narrowed their eyes.

"Once the feng shui formation is broken, the curse that has suppressed us for many years will also be lifted, and we can be born..."

A middle-aged man whispered quietly.

Inside the villa, the wind howled and the black mist billowed.

The west.

A mysterious enchantment.

The buildings are continuous and magnificent, mighty, ancient and majestic, and have existed for an unknown number of years, like a hidden supreme shrine.

On the ancient observatory, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.

The night wind blows, and the clothes are fluttering.

"The ancient dynasty collapsed, the fortune of the world went against the current, and the time for us to be born is coming..."

The middle-aged man's voice is majestic.

The eyes of countless strong men behind him glowed, and there was a deep and terrifying arc on their faces.

At the same time, some mysterious caves and ancient treasures vibrated and rumbled this night, and powerful will surged out from inside, sweeping towards the sky.

However, after these wills lingered outside for a while, they quickly withdrew again.

north.

A huge crack in the underworld, billowing with black mist, exudes a majestic will from inside, and the aura of death is mighty, and a deep voice comes, "The fate of the ancient dynasty collapsed, the catastrophe of heaven and earth began, and the end and starting point of everything will collide again. Whether to live or die, to dominate or perish, in this life, no one can stop me..."

The sound roared, vibrating for a long time in the dark night.

The small and medium-sized forces of other parties also noticed the shaking of the ground tonight, and there seemed to be a dragon's chant in the sky, but they couldn't imagine what happened no matter what!

Only after tonight, when the news comes out, can they really know.

In the face of the general trend of the world, these small and medium-sized forces are just small fish, destined to be crushed and swallowed by the big forces.

…

Outside the imperial city.

There are many mountains.

A faint green light trail spread from a distance, and there was the sound of wheels turning, and an ancient bronze chariot was slowly approaching.

Finally, the two bronze chariots drove out of the dark road completely.

Boom!

The dragon energy scattered in the sky, and the luck flowed in all directions. The rumble of thunder reverberated endlessly.

The coachman's expression changed, and he suddenly raised his head, showing an incredulous expression.

"This is…"

His face was pale and his body shook.

"There has really been a change, the Great Luck Formation has been destroyed!"

A low voice came from inside the carriage, eerie and eerie, and then began to cough violently, saying: "Yin slave, go to the imperial city!"

"Yes, Master!"

The coachman nodded vigorously and started to drive the carriage.

The other old antiques who followed behind were all shocked and unbelievable.

They looked at each other.

Could it be that the devil who crossed the sea of ​​bitterness really hit the mark?

Prince died?

"Master, you are still injured, what if you encounter a thief?"

The coachman said worriedly.

"The Great Luck Formation has been destroyed, and my injuries can't be suppressed anymore. I will definitely die within a month, but before I die, I have to take a look. Who has such a big hand and can destroy the Great Fortune Formation, even if he is God, I want to tear him apart again, so that there is no possibility of him being resurrected forever!"

A dull sound came from inside the carriage.

At this moment, the Eight Kings seemed to have seen it through, and even his voice was cold and flat, no longer full of murderous intent.

The third chapter arrives~~