Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

The gate of Dongfeng County's city.

Dongfeng Qi looked at Feng Quji and others who were far away from him, with a trace of indifference flashing in his eyes.

Dongfeng Yu's eyes were blazing and he said firmly: "You don't need to worry. Since we have decided to defect to Great Qin, we will not break our promise. You must believe in Dongfeng Yu, he will never make a stupid choice!"

His words were like a sharp sword, seeming to cut off everyone's doubts.

When Feng Quji heard this, he did not respond, but looked at the distant sky.

The sky was filled with thick murderous intent. Due to his meager strength, he did not see anyone, but only felt strong murderous intent.

The army protecting the dynasty has actually arrived in the void not far from the county seat. When they saw the Emperor flying out, they paused their progress and stayed in an unknown void.

In an unknown void, an intense conversation is unfolding.

Dongfeng Yu's eyes were sharp, he glanced at the murderous army around him, and he couldn't help but frown.

"General Protector, what do you mean by this? Isn't the news clear enough? Do you want to betray the late emperor?" Dongfeng Yu's tone was cold, pointing directly at people's hearts.

This question was like putting a huge hat on the heads of the General Protector and others, which instantly extinguished a lot of the flames in their hearts.

The general protecting the court quickly explained: "Emperor, you have misunderstood us. We are only here to help you regain the throne, and we don't have any intention of betrayal."

However, Dongfeng Yu's attitude was very firm: "General Protecting the Dynasty, I understand your original intention, but I firmly believe that this choice is the right one. Da Qin's strength is far beyond your imagination, and they have thousands of connections with the top forces. Only by taking refuge in Da Qin can we truly protect our current territory."

The general protecting the dynasty frowned. He did not expect Dongfeng Yu to be so determined.

He took a deep look at Dongfeng Yu, then turned to the ten commanders behind him: "What do you think?"

The ten commanders looked at each other in confusion. Although they were all ancestor-level figures, facing the direct descendants of the late emperor, they understood that this decision would determine the future of the Dongfeng Dynasty and also affect their life and death.

The top ten commanders said in unison: "General Protecting the Dynasty, we firmly support your decision."

The general protecting the dynasty stared at Dongfeng Yu firmly and stopped talking.

Dongfeng Yu said: "Now that the army of the South African Dynasty is approaching the capital, you generals can deal with it first. How about we discuss it after the matter is resolved?"

When this matter was mentioned, the ten commanders were furious. They shouted in unison: "These arrogant people, General, let's defeat them first!"

The general guarding the court glanced at Feng Quji and others on the top of the city, and thought to himself, "So fragile!"

But he quickly came to his senses and said: "Okay, let's defeat the army of the South African Dynasty first, and then come back to deal with this Great Qin."

Dongfeng Yu said with a smile: "It's time to protect the general. I wish the general a triumphant journey."

Dongfeng Yu quickly estimated the location of General Ling Yun.

The general protecting the dynasty decisively ordered: "Let's go immediately!"

As a result, a massive army, led by the general who protected the dynasty and the top ten commanders, resolutely devoted themselves to the march of General Lingyun of the South African dynasty.

Dongfeng Yu stared at the general protecting the dynasty, his palms sweating from nervousness. He clenched his fists tightly, convinced that his decision was correct.

He flew towards the capital of Luofeng County, and when he appeared again, he had arrived in front of the city gate.

At this moment, Feng Quji noticed that the killing intent had disappeared and asked, "Dongfeng Yu, how is it?"

Dongfengyu replied: "They have already set off to intercept General Lingyun of the South African Dynasty."

Feng Quji was overjoyed. This sudden storm did not lead to tragedy after all. Instead, a powerful army came to resist the attack of the South African dynasty. It couldn't be better!

The scene then fell into silence, no one spoke anymore, and it was like a deathly silence.

...

I don’t know when, maybe it was just a few moments, maybe it took a whole day.

In a mysterious void, a huge sword shuttled quickly, like a runaway horse, galloping past.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there is a large army standing densely on the sword, and there is a mysterious pattern around the blade to protect the army from harm.

This army came from the hands of General Lingyun. They rushed towards the capital of Dongfeng Dynasty like lightning.

Suddenly, General Ling Yun seemed to notice something, and secretly exclaimed in his heart: "Not good!" A terrifying aura instantly erupted, reaching the state of transformation.

He then held up a more powerful patterned sword and shield.

However, with a "Bang!" sound, the void exploded instantly.

General Ling Yun was hit with his sword and flew out of the void, falling heavily to the ground, blood spurting out.

His army of [-], including those monks who were in the late and peak stages of the Golden Core Realm, were all shattered to pieces by the power of this wave of explosions.

Even the eight commanders were slightly injured. If Zhang Han were here, he would be shocked. The information he provided was limited to the Nascent Soul Realm, but the actual strength of these eight people ranged from the early stage to the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, dozens of times stronger than expected.

General Ling Yun witnessed all this, sparks of anger flashed in his eyes. He opened his eyes angrily and roared: "Who? Who is it?!"

At this critical moment, the general protecting the court and the ten commanders appeared one after another. Behind them were [-] Nascent Soul monks, a powerful lineup.

General Ling Yun's eyes tightened. After witnessing this, his lips trembled and he exclaimed: "It's you, you're not dead yet!"

At this moment, General Lingyun felt fear. He couldn't be more familiar with this person. Long before he became the general of the South African Dynasty, he had personally experienced this person's terrifying strength. He was an important figure in the Dongfeng Dynasty's first emperor's era.

The eight commanders present looked solemn and could not help but frown slightly. The strength of their opponents was beyond their imagination.

The other soldiers were trembling with fear. They felt as if they could be wiped out by the opponent with one move, as small as dust.

General Ling Yun knew that he was no match, so he decided without hesitation: "Call reinforcements!" He targeted the eight deacons of the Ghost King Sect.

He never expected that he would encounter such a predicament not long after he separated from the people of the Ghost King Sect, and his heart was filled with regret.

As a result, two tokens instantly traveled through the void, one to the Royal Capital of South Africa, and the other to the eight deacons.

The general protecting the dynasty did not pay attention to his summons. He knew that he could not intercept it, let alone stop it. After all, the strength of the two sides was almost the same, otherwise that move would have killed General Ling Yun, not just a mouthful of blood.

The general guarding the court stared sternly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly shouted: "Attack, leave no one behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out first, followed closely by the ten commanders. Then, an army of [-] Nascent Soul Realm monks followed closely, with a powerful lineup and a rainbow-like momentum.

General Ling Yun followed without hesitation, thinking: "As long as we can delay the enemy, there is hope of survival!"

The eight commanders showed no fear and jumped into the fierce battle one after another. They know very well that only by fighting hard can they have a chance of survival.

Facing the Dongfeng Dynasty's army, which was pressing forward with great momentum, the Golden Core Realm monks looked at the densely packed hundreds of thousands of Nascent Soul Realm monks, feeling fearful and choosing to flee for their lives. However, the outcome is already doomed, like an elephant stepping on an ant, without any suspense.

As a result, the ten commanders led by General Protector and the eight commanders led by General Lingyun started a fierce battle.

As soon as the two sides fought, they both entered the thunder space.

There, the power of thunder raged, as if it wanted to swallow everything. There was lightning and thunder, and the huge power of thunder danced wildly in the air, like an angry beast.

The top leaders of both sides shuttled back and forth like lightning during the battle, with strong murderous intent every time they appeared, vowing to put the other party to death.

General Ling Yun held the hilt of his sword tightly and looked at the General Protecting the Dynasty firmly. His face was full of determination, but in his heart he just wanted to delay time, waiting for the eight deacons of the Ghost King Sect to come to support him, believing that everything would eventually get better.

However, the ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny. While he was lost in thought, the battle became more intense, making it impossible for him to do what he wanted.

Suddenly, General Huchao burst out with a sharp roar, like black lightning piercing the sky, heading straight towards General Lingyun. There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he punched out, thunder exploded, the space shook, and thunder and lightning raged in the air.

At this moment, General Lingyun felt death approaching. He shouted wildly: "Burn my spirit and help me defend myself!" He knew that there was no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to stand up and fight.

General Ling Yun's soul instantly ignited with blazing flames, his aura soared, and turned into a solid giant shield. However, the reality is cruel.

The attack of the general protecting the dynasty was like a black storm, hitting General Ling Yun hard. There was just a crisp sound, and the giant shield shattered instantly and turned into dust. At the same time, a deafening explosion sounded, and the entire thunder space shook.

General Ling Yun flew out like a kite with a broken string, and his whole body was pushed back thousands of feet in the thunder space. Blood spurted out wildly, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Just before he came to his senses, the general protecting the dynasty turned into blue lightning and rushed towards him again.

Another punch hit him, and the explosion was deafening, knocking him out of the thunder space, falling straight to the ground, and he died instantly.

General Ling Yun realized in disbelief that there was such a huge difference in strength between himself and the General Protecting the Dynasty. Before he could wait for the eight deacons of the Ghost King Sect to come to support him, he died on the battlefield.

Until the last moment of his life, General Ling Yun recalled his life, gradually rising from a weak position to becoming a great general of a country. However, it all came to an end.

The general guarding the dynasty watched all this indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart. He glanced at the situation on other battlefields but did not intervene.

The eight commanders looked at General Ling Yun who fell on the ground in horror. His heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it would burst out of his chest at any time.

Fear was like an invisible claw, strangling their throats tightly, making them speechless and heartbeating.

Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably, there was cold sweat on their foreheads, and their knees were wet with urine. An unprecedented fear enveloped them.

They were the eight commanders of the South African dynasty, and they frightened countless people. However, they never thought that they would encounter such a powerful enemy, and that their side would be so vulnerable that they would be defeated in one blow.

Their eyes widened and they looked at the general guarding the court in horror, as if they were watching a god of death harvesting lives.

The eight commanders fled for their lives in panic. At this moment, they were as fast as frightened birds.

The general guarding the court looked on with cold eyes, feeling calm in his heart. His heart was filled with indifference and murderous intent, and his eyes were like swords, piercing directly into the hearts of the eight commanders.

The general protecting the dynasty had cold eyes. He understood that his ten commanders could not stop the eight commanders who were bent on survival, so he took action decisively.

The eight commanders looked at the general guarding the dynasty coming to kill him. His figure was like a god of murder, ruthless and ruthless. The speed was so fast that only a blurry shadow was left behind.

The eight commanders instantly fell into despair, their bodies stiffened in the thunder space, and their eyes were full of fear.

They understand that escape is impossible and survival has become a luxury. Their lives, at this moment, seemed to have come to an end.

Sure enough, their worries became reality.

The general guarding the dynasty's fist illuminated the thunder space, and the power of one punch suppressed the world.

The eight commanders were instantly knocked out of the thunder space and fell heavily to the ground. Their bodies fell to the ground, blood staining the land.

At that moment, their lives were like broken stars, falling suddenly and disappearing into the air at the scene.

The general protecting the dynasty looked at the corpses of the eight commanders in front of him indifferently. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, only a cold murderous intent.

The other ten commanders were equally indifferent, as if they were telling a perfectly normal thing. There is no ripple in their hearts, only indifference and ruthlessness.

This is a world where the strong are respected, a world where the strong survive and the weak perish. This is an unchangeable law.

The general guarding the dynasty looked at the battlefield with cold eyes and ordered: "Clean up the battlefield and follow me into the capital of the South African dynasty. Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, let them pay the price they deserve!"

The morale of the one hundred thousand Nascent Soul Realm monks was high and they responded in unison: "Yes!"

The top ten commanders were equally excited. They had not appeared in front of the world for many years, and now they finally had the opportunity to set foot on the exciting battlefield again. This was the best destination for them.

As they were cleaning the battlefield, the general protecting the dynasty suddenly felt the void turbulent, as if a terrifying presence was about to arrive.

The other ten commanders also noticed this and frowned: "Have the other party's reinforcements already arrived? So soon?"

The general protecting the dynasty glanced at a certain void and said coldly: "No matter who comes, kill them all! Let them understand that the territory of the Dongfeng Dynasty is inviolable, and those who violate it will only die!"

He has sensed the strength of the visitor, it is not too strong and he can give it a try. He is confident in his own strength and will definitely blast the opponent to death.

This is the general who protects the Dongfeng Dynasty. He is mighty and domineering. Gods can block gods and kill gods, and Buddhas can block Buddhas and kill them!

The ten commanders responded in unison: "Yes!"