This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 39
The rebel army came rushing from the North Sea, and spent another two days outside Chongzhou City.

Today, the belief that supports them is the most primitive bestiality.

After massacring the city, the women, property, and lives in this city were all left to be plundered by them.

"Roar!!!"

Thousands of heads flew into the sky and escaped from the ground, on the ground and in the sky, they rushed up first!
Wind, rain, thunder, and electricity appeared on this battlefield, making the outside of Chongzhou City look like the end of the world.

"kill!!"

"Get in!!"

The 20 army screamed like a raging wave, making all the soldiers in Chongzhou City look desperate.

"My lord, you and your son escape through the underground secret passage."

"We fought them to protect the lord!"

"No matter what, the Chong family must leave a bloodline in the world!"

A gray-haired old man who was over seventy years old came out tremblingly from the tower.

He is a witch with a Chong family, a real witch passed down from the time of Emperor Yu.

They don't know mana, and they rely on the awakening of their blood, passing down blood, and gaining the power of witches.

Their duty is to protect Emperor Yu's bloodline.

Chonghouhu grinned, wiped off the blood on his face, and found a bloody wound on his face that was scratched by a bird demon.

He didn't care, sneered:
"What nonsense did the old Uncle Wu say?"

"When Emperor Gui disappeared from the world, leaving behind the empty Xia Palace, it was my ancestor who sacrificed his life and brought the whole family, old and young, to stand in front of the gate of Xia Palace, guarding the gate for me!"

"Before he went, why did he ever think that Shang Tang would let him go."

"If this Marquis runs away, will our lineage be worthy of our ancestors?"

The old Uncle Wu sighed, took off his gray linen robe, revealing his bony skeleton, and said:

"It's the old witch who is sorry for the lord. There are more than ten people in the same line, but none of them has awakened the blood of the witch."

"Today, the old witch will use up all the witch blood, and fight to the death with the king!"

"kindness?!"

"Master Hou, look quickly, what is that!"

Just when everyone was desperate and ready to risk their lives, a shocking cry suddenly sounded.

The watchmen stared dumbfounded at the far south.

Tens of miles away, a phoenix cry resounded through the heavens, and at the intersection of heaven and earth, the light of Xuanhuo, which is more dazzling than Huoshaoyun, shone red in the sky!

The old witch's cloudy eyes suddenly shrank, and his whole body was trembling non-stop.

"That flame...is..."

"It's a mysterious bird!!"

Old Wu Shu'er's eyes widened!

exclaimed!
The Mysterious Bird of Destiny, descended to give birth to Shang!
Every tribe conquered by the Great Merchant was engraved in the hearts of this mysterious bird!

The distance of tens of miles is fleeting.

Some soldiers suddenly rubbed their eyes and stared at Xuanniao's back in disbelief.

On the neck of the black bird soaring in the air, a proud figure stood clearly.

He was wearing a purple-gold wide-sleeved king's flat robe, combed the royal hair bun, and stood with his hands behind his back, wearing the appearance of an emperor.

"On the mysterious bird...someone..."

"In this world, the only person who can make Xuanniao willing to be a mount is... Could it be that the king is here?"

The old Wu Bo staggered forward, his voice trembling.

"You, what did you say?"

"The person who came is the king?!"

Chonghou Hu's pupils dilated, and he clenched the Chong clan sword in his hand.

……

Cloud Nine.

Zi Shou stood with his hands behind his back, and Hong Yi walked in the air, closely following behind.

"Brother Hong, Chongzhou City has arrived."

"kindness?"

Zishou's eyes suddenly fell on the tower, and he saw a huge iron pot with a chimney on it, boiling water and smelling fragrant.

"It turns out that Chonghouhu is a foodie, and he wants to eat hot pot before he dies."

Immediately, he looked at the battlefield with icy eyes and said:
"Brother Hong, these monsters are your appetizers."

"Kill them, and the dinner will appear."

"Let these human races be killed by the human race!"

Before coming here, Zishou had already received a tip from the dark net that the mysterious fairy boy behind Yuan Futong was among the thousands of troops at this time.

Hong Yi nodded, said hello, and then stepped out, falling into the battlefield like a meteor!

boom! !

Half of the entire Chongzhou city wall collapsed.

Fortunately, the enemy on that side did not attack, defend, and suffer no casualties.

Chonghou Tiger: ...

Zishou: ...

In front of the city gate, Hong Yi stood in the dust and smoke, looking at the roaring monsters in front of him.

Sensing all the power in the surrounding space, he muttered to himself:

"The powerful monster power is surging in these monster beasts, and the realm is stronger than the eight thunder catastrophes."

"Their bodies are comparable to the early stage of immortality."

"Each one has the realm of human immortal fusion thunder calamity, which is simply unheard of."

"These forces all follow the laws of this world, no, they only follow one of the laws..."

At this time, a vulture just swooped in, opened its mouth wide, and shot out a flame.

Hong Yi frowned slightly, and then with a wave of his hand, the flames that hit his face disintegrated in the void, and together with the vulture demon, they completely turned into nothingness.

"With such a level of cultivation, he can only use such superficial spells."

"It's incredible."

At this moment.

Before the rebels.

The 18 rebels were immersed in the bursts of Sanskrit sounds, their eyes were full of scarlet killing, and suddenly saw a figure falling from the sky, and half of the killing in their eyes dispersed.

Then a phoenix blew resounded through the nine heavens, and a man in an imperial robe landed on the city wall of Chongzhou riding a black bird.

As soon as the figure fell to the ground, all the soldiers on the city wall knelt down one after another, emotionally, and shouted to see the king.

Yuan Futong couldn't help riding his horse back, his eyes showed shock, and he kept saying that it was impossible.

"Mysterious bird, that is a mysterious bird!!"

"Impossible... Xuanniao disappeared after Shang Tang's death, why did it reappear?"

"The mysterious bird appeared..."

"Could it be that the person on the city wall is the King of Shang?"

"This is impossible!"

The shock in Yuan Futong's heart was unbelievable, he didn't believe it at all.

"How dare the Venerable Wan Cheng come to the battlefield in person, isn't he afraid of death?"

Seeing Di Xin descending from the sky, Yuan Futong panicked for a moment, and the army behind him also started to make noise, and there was a trace of confusion in every phalanx.

"Go ahead."

Zi Shou's voice came from Hong Yi's heart, he nodded and looked at the thousands of troops, and walked forward step by step, with mysterious laws circulating on his body.

Light and darkness alternated behind him, turning into a mandala flower blooming between the heaven and the earth!
"kill him!"

Yuan Futong didn't know the identity of this man, but the power of a Qi refiner obviously flowed from him, and he felt the breath of death from it.

Yuan Futong gave the order in a panic, but found that the surrounding sky darkened and all the colors disappeared, only a faint voice rang in his ears.

"Light and dark mandala womb hides the big world."

"relief."

The voice fell.

The miserable screams of monsters and beasts sounded in his ears, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded, and the smell of blood wafted in the air, as if severed limbs were scattered from the air along with blood.

He was so frightened that he could not speak.

After a moment.

Light shines in and darkness dissipates.

Even Yuan Futong, who killed people like hemp, couldn't help but turn pale. He was terrified by the horror in front of him, and his heart palpitations traveled all over his body.

Every one of the brutal monsters that could destroy an important town disappeared.

Only countless severed limbs, skulls, and remnants were left scattered among the army.

Bloody blood flowed on the ground, forming pools of blood.

In the pool of blood, there is still a monster that is not completely dead, tormented by endless pain, screaming heartbreakingly.

"Shura..."

"You are the Asura of the Nether Blood Sea..."

(End of this chapter)