Lordhood: I can plunder infinitely

Five days is not long, not short.

But in the space of these five days, a big event happened.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion begins!

Jizhou, Julu County, above a wilderness.

For some reason, there was a sea of people here, and countless people wearing yellow scarves gathered together.

The crowd is surging, and you can’t see the end at a glance.

These are the followers of the Taiping Dao.

They were all facing in the same direction at this time.

There, there is a huge altar that appears in front of everyone’s eyes.

The altar is spectacular and is made of countless rare materials.

The entire altar shines dazzling under the sun, and it is covered with obscure tadpole texts, which looks mysterious.

The altar has five floors.

On each floor, there were a large number of Daoists wearing terracotta yellow colored Daoist robes, holding peach wood swords with solemn expressions.

And at the top, there are three people.

The first one, wearing a Xuanhuang Daoist robe, held a nine-section staff as high as a person in his hand, and gazed angrily at the sky.

This is Zhang Jiao, the great sage of Taiping Taoism.

Behind him, two people held peach wood swords and golden spears.

It was Zhang Bao, the general of the Digong, and Zhang Liang, the general of the Rengong.

“Today, the Son of Heaven is faint, the imperial court is corrupt, and the people are not living. Today, I am willing to petition for all sentient beings in the world. ”

“Break the world, reverse the situation, reshape the rules, and exchange my life for peace!”

Zhang Jiao raised the nine-section divine scepter in his hand, and the majestic voice resounded between heaven and earth.

There is a sense of vastness and magnificence in it, which makes people feel happy and surrendered.

“I’m waiting, I’m willing to follow General Tiangong!”

“I’m waiting, I’m willing to follow General Tiangong!”

“I’m waiting, I’m willing to follow General Tiangong!”

The eyes of all the people wearing yellow scarves showed fanaticism, and they knelt down and shouted loudly.

The sound was like a tidal wave, rising into the sky and shaking the clouds.

An invisible force seemed to come together.

Above the altar, Zhang Jiao raised the nine-section scepter, but saw that a wave of power began to emerge from his body.

Not only here, but at the same time, there are thirty-six places in the world, all with altars.

All the altars have a marshal appointed by him.

When this sacrifice began, all the forces of the Yellow Turbans, all the forces that were not willing to be ordinary, all the forces that resented the world, all began to converge.

Above the wasteland, the sky suddenly became gloomy.

The clouds are thick and there is thunder.

After a long time, Zhang Jiao finally opened his eyes.

A strange golden light burst out from his eyes, and the Dao robe on his body was windless and automatic, hunting sounded.

“Today, let this heaven feel the power of all sentient beings under our world!”

“Go!”

A scroll with crystal light suddenly appeared above Zhang Jiao’s head.

But he saw that the scroll immediately flew into the air and fixed it in the air.

On the golden four-character Taiping Heavenly Book!

Then in the midst of all the attention, I saw that the book suddenly opened, and there were sixteen large golden characters on it, shining brightly.

“Hahaha!”

When Zhang Jiao saw these sixteen big golden characters, his eyes were full of ecstasy, and he laughed out loud.

In the next instant, those sixteen big golden characters appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

Zhang Jiao roared the sixteen big golden characters.

The next moment.

In the entire Three Kingdoms World, thirty-six altars, and countless Yellow Turban Sect members sounded this sentence in their ears.

In their minds, only this sentence remains.

Moreover, an inexplicable force made everyone shout this sentence in unison.

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

One after another, the sound rose up into the sky, carrying the power of all people, as if to tear the sky apart.

At this time, Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky with resolute eyes.

In his gaze, he saw that a golden dragon phantom appeared in the sky.

That is the Emperor’s Dragon representing the Great Han National Fortune!

This imperial dragon spanned the entire sky, but it was scarred and looked weak.

“Roar!”

The Emperor Heavenly Dragon roared unwillingly.

That dragon power resounded all around.

The faces of all the Yellow Turban Sect members were shocked, as if they were under great pressure, and their faces turned red.

It’s just that, even so, everyone struggled to persevere.

But in the next moment, Zhang Jiao held the nine-section divine staff, and countless blue currents all shot into the air, converging into thunder.

The thunder flashed away, and all swept towards the Emperor Heavenly Dragon.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

“Roar!”

With the continuous bombardment, the Emperor Heavenly Dragon trembled and let out a harsh roar.

Then it shook twice, and finally disappeared completely.

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

The Emperor Heavenly Dragon dissipated, Zhang Jiao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and raised the nine-section divine staff in his hand again.

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

“The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing!”

“The years are in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!”

Everyone roared in unison again.

The Emperor’s Dragon dissipated into a bits of starry light and floated down to the Yellow Turban Army below.

First of all, the three brothers Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang on the altar all had a light on their bodies, and their momentum kept climbing.

Then all the Yellow Turban Taoists are also average.

Finally, the elite class of the yellow turban near the altar erupted with a powerful force.

Their bodies are constantly shaking, their limbs seem to be strengthened, their bodies are constantly elevated, and the muscles on their bodies are constantly bulging.

A strong killing aura pervaded.

Yellow Turban Lux, the final shape!

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Ask for self-determination, ask for flowers, ask for evaluation!!!

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