Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

Although he didn't cultivate the way of longevity, his incarnation as the soul of the ancestral dragon raised the national fortune of the entire Great Qin to an unprecedented height.

Even in the vast starry sky, one can see the incomparably dazzling golden light on the mainland of China.

Visible to the naked eye, there is a golden dragon soul sleeping under the land of Shenzhou.

After the death of King Qin, the incarnation of the dragon soul was not hidden from the eight barbarian empires outside the land of Shenzhou.

War broke out.

The king of the cow dung empire issued an oath before the palace today, "My sons of the cow dung empire, Great Qin, is the most prosperous empire on the mainland of China. In the past, the tyrant Zulong oppressed our people for hundreds of years. Today Zulong is dead, we want to occupy Daqin, all sons and daughters of my army of cow dung country, every time they capture a city of Daqin and plunder for three days, wealth, beauties, everything will belong to sons of my cow dung country They..."

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

The soldiers of the Cow Dung Kingdom raised their weapons, and when they heard the voice of the monarch, their eyes burst out with unprecedented greed.

Great Qin is the most powerful country.

Daqin has the most beautiful beauties in the world.

Great Qin has the most wealth in the world.

Here, there is everything that the cow dung country envies.

The army of the cow dung country set off.

On the other side, even the Sakura Kingdom, which lives in a tiny place, has assembled an army.

This army is headed by Tenkimaru, the most powerful general in the Sakura Kingdom, and wants to get a share of the power of the whole country.

Although the Cherry Blossom Kingdom is small, it still belongs to the eight empires other than the Qin Empire. Because of its unpredictable mysteries and the powerful thoughts of the emperor, every member of the Cherry Blossom Country is short, but their fearless spirit is stronger than a cow. The dung country is much stronger.

And Goshawk Country.

Giant Snake Country.

Golden Retriever Country.

North Bear Country.

Golden Tooth Country.

queen country.

The eight barbarian kingdoms in the Shenzhou Continent, except for the Great Qin, led many subordinate small countries and launched the battle to destroy Qin.

The Eight-Power Allied Forces rushed to Daqin in mighty force.

"No, with the average physical fitness of the Great Qin and the peak soldiers of the Great Qin Iron Cavalry, aren't the Allied Forces of the Eight Great Empires chickens and dogs?"

When the fast-forwarding screen played here, Yuan Lang made a sound of doubt.

With the first emperor incarnate as the ancestor dragon guarding the Great Qin, and the endless Great Wall, how could these barbarians set foot on the land of the Great Qin?

On the contrary, even in the parallel world, when Yuan Lang saw this place, he felt an unstoppable anger in his heart.

These barbarians will always be villains.

You are strong, he will congratulate you and flatter you.

Once something bad happens to you, he will pounce on you like a hungry wolf, eat your flesh, drink your blood...

As the screen fast forwarded, a deep chill flashed across Yuan Lang's expression.

It turned out that the reason why the Eight Great Empires were so unscrupulous was because of a mysterious organization, the Witch God Cult.

The Witch God Sect has nothing to do with the witches in the wild, but a group of tomb robbers across the interstellar world.

The god they believe in is called the witch god.

As for this witch god, he has a lot of background.

Most of the gods in Immortal Qin are the gods of mountains, rivers, land, and some ghosts and gods.

But Xianqin is too powerful, even ghosts and gods have to change.

On the day when the Eight-Nation Allied Forces launched, a tomb robbery unit from the Witch God Sect came to Xianqin, quietly passed through the layers of defenses in Xianqin, and located the tomb of Zulong.

In fact, since the death of Zulong, Daqin has fallen into internal chaos.

The prince was young and was manipulated by powerful officials. The originally powerful Daqin has actually become a strong outsider and a middle-ranking official.

Coupled with the trend of internal and external troubles, the fate of the second generation's death cannot be changed, even if it is Xianqin.

"Is this the dragon's lair in this world? It's so spectacular."

"Yes, we have ingested the dragon soul from this dragon vein, and we will sell it for a good price."

"The army of the monkeys has already started, let me do it later."

"Okay, let's meet this Zulong..."

In a forbidden area thousands of miles away from Xianyang City, a ripple occurred in the space, and several figures in black robes appeared.

They have a human body shape, and their heads are covered by black robes, so the faces under the black robes cannot be seen clearly.

Clang!

The leading man took out a sword emitting green light.

Originally, the entrance of Zulong's tomb was guarded by a large formation of Tiangang, but a strange scene appeared.

This green sword seems to be able to corrode everything, even the illusory large formation quickly dissipates under this sword's edge like a virus spreading.

"who?"

The shattering of the formation attracted the attention of the guards guarding the imperial mausoleum, but before these guards had time to act, the green poison had already spread. go.

the same moment.

The border was besieged by the Eight-Power Allied Forces.

Tenkimaru used Susanoo, like a demon god wearing a huge blue battle armor, and was engaged in a dark battle with Daqin's border guard general Meng Tian.

"Is there any news from Xianyang?"

Meng Tian is like a god of war, and he has fought hundreds of rounds with Tenkimaru, who has shown his supernatural powers in this cherry blossom country.

Even if he is the God of War, he can't stand the repeated bombing by the Eight-Power Allied Forces.

From time to time, Meng Tian sent out a voice transmission and asked the border herald behind him.

"General, the rescue message has been sent out for three days, but there has been no movement in Xianyang. The Great God Baiqi has 30 soldiers under his command, but he can't send a single soldier without the emperor's order..."

The lieutenant general's voice transmission came from Meng Tian's ear.

Hearing the sound, Meng Tian's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that there must be something wrong in the imperial capital.

On the other side, Bai Qi, the God of Killing, actually fell into an extremely difficult situation.

The God of War and the God of Killing are the two generals under the command of Daqin Zulong, but when Meng Tian was besieged by General Tianguimaru and Shiva, Bai Qi was besieged by the generals of the six kingdoms.

They all knew that there was a problem in Xianyang.

At this time, Xianyang was indeed in chaos.

The treacherous officials were in power, and the young master was young. In order to fight for power, the treacherous officials detained all the urgent information from the border.

Just kidding, there are the gods of killing and gods of war stationed at the border, and there are millions of Qin cavalry and the endless Great Wall, who dares to stroke the tiger's beard?

But it was such an absurd and ridiculous idea that almost pushed Daqin into a place of eternal doom.

Inside Zulong Mausoleum.

Several people in black robes went through countless potholes, took out a space ring, and wiped out all the valuables.

Finally, they came to the main tomb.

The huge coffin, with the Nine Dragons engraved on it, shines brightly.

"This is the coffin of Zulong, and it is also the core center of the entire dragon tomb. Open it, and the dragon soul will wake up."

After the leading man in black with the sword gave the order, the people behind him moved.

In front of this huge coffin, several men in black robes cast a profound and mysterious spell, and the lines carved on the coffin by the top magician of Xianqin began to quickly fade away.

Tomb robbers, these witches are professionals.

On the Jiulong coffin, there are 81 [-] rivets, each rivet is forged with the power of stars, and mortals will die if they touch it.

But a strange scene appeared.

These men in black robes took out something like a small hammer, and tapped lightly around the coffin according to a fixed rhythm.

boom!

The first rivet pops out.

second...

The third...

The fourth...

Ninety-nine 81 rivets were pulled out.

rumbling~

The huge coffin board was opened.

Zulong's coffin can't be covered anymore.

In the coffin, Zulong was still wearing a dragon robe, maintaining his appearance in life. Even though it was a corpse, an aura of indomitable power still exuded, which was breathtaking.

"roar~"

At the moment when the coffin was opened, a dragon's roar resounded through the tomb covering thousands of miles.

The sleeping dragon soul woke up because of the destruction of the coffin of the dragon vein center.

"You ants, dare to steal the emperor's tomb, damn it, damn it!"

A mighty golden dragon appeared, with nine claws, and endless cold light from his huge eyes, looking at several men in black robes.

In fact, what Zulong is most angry at the moment is not that his tomb has been stolen.

What are those idiots out there doing?

Is my great Qin dead?

I felt like I had been in a deep sleep not long ago, why was the coffin board lifted?

roar~

The ancestral dragon was frightened and angry, its huge dragon head raised its head to the sky and roared, a terrifying wave of air swept through the tomb, blowing off the black robes of the four men in black.

Seeing this, Zulong's pupils shrank.

Foreigners?

On the mainland of China, whether it is a man of cow dung, a man of cherry blossoms, or even a man of blonde country, Zulong knows it all.

But the appearance of these few people is definitely not from China.

They have no hair on top of their heads, and each of them has a blue tattoo on the top of their shiny head, which goes through the eyes, nose, and runs all over the body.

What's even more weird is that he can't feel the fluctuations of normal human beings in these people.

That is, they have no heartbeat.

Dragon Breath!

Zu Long was angry. He didn't know where the people who lifted his coffin board came from, but now he just wanted to kill a few people and go out to see what happened outside.

A ball of raging fire spewed out from between the dragon's head, and the entire tomb instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

"Great witch god, give your people strength..."

Just as the ancestor dragon breathed out the dragon's breath, several members of the Witch God Sect made strange movements, and put their hands together in front of their chests. Suddenly, an extremely evil and terrifying aura that seemed to be able to corrode everything appeared in the tomb.

Click.

Click.