The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "The words of the grand master are just in line with the lonely intention!" With a finger pointing, a battle map of the fairy kingdom flew out of Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian was startled in a daze, his mana had been restored, wearing fairy armor and holding a three-pointed double-edged knife, he suddenly regained his full strength.

Yang Jian was pleasantly surprised. He pointed at Wen Zhong with the three-pointed and two-edged knife, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, just now I have no mana, and you can't do anything if I stand and let you hit me. Now that I have regained my strength, how dare you come to die? How can I not fulfill you!"

Yang Jian's eyes were full of fighting intent, and his eyes were fierce. He waited for Wen Zhong to come up, and gave him a ruthless blow.

Wen Zhong smiled leisurely, swung the noble and gorgeous marshal's scepter in his hand, and said with a big laugh, "Ignorant boy, I will let you know the general trend of humanity and the power of the Holy Emperor!"

Wen Zhong took a step forward, and suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jian, and the marshal's scepter hit him face to face.Fast, unparalleled speed, ignoring time and space, moving in the void, Yang Jian didn't even have time to react.

Yang Jian turned pale in shock and crossed the void. This is the method of Da Luo Jinxian. How could Wen Zhong, a mere earth immortal, have such strength?

"Impossible, it can't be Da Luo Jinxian, it must be some kind of teleportation secret technique!" Yang Jian panicked, and hurriedly comforted himself, the three-pointed double-edged knife instinctively blocked Wen Zhong's sudden knife.

After all, Yang Jian is a born god of war, and his fighting instinct is extremely high. Before his consciousness can react, his body has already thrust his sword against Wen Zhong's scepter.

Yang Jian was determined in his heart: Sure enough, it was just some strange magic, and when they fought, they immediately revealed their true colors!Yang Jian smiled triumphantly and said, "Old man Wen Zhong is at the end of his game!"

But Wen Zhong didn't speak, his face showed pity, the marshal's scepter flashed a black and yellow brilliance, and suddenly pressed it down.With a bang, a wave of infinite force crushed Yang Jian like a mountain and a sea.

Heavy!heavy!Unbearable weight!

As if the three mountains and five mountains were suppressed at the same time, Yang Jian's face was flushed, and gradually turned pale, his spine bent, and his feet slowly sank.

"How is it possible! How is it possible?" Yang Jian gritted his teeth and struggled to support: "I practice the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu, even if it is a celestial immortal or a mysterious immortal, I would never want to compete with me in strength! How can you, an earth immortal, be stronger than me? ?”

Wen Zhong laughed proudly: "Ignorant child, this is the power of humanity, the power of the Holy Emperor! Holding the marshal's scepter, I am the Great Luo Jinxian. I only use [-]% of my strength, and you can't hold it, haha!"

Yang Jian shook his head in horror, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death, Wen Zhong smiled proudly, and slowly increased his strength.Yang Jian resisted stubbornly, his spine became more and more bent, his footsteps sank deeper and deeper, and finally with a bang, he was crushed to the ground.

Wen Zhong threw the marshal's scepter, and the black, yellow and white scepter transformed into a three-inch hill, with a black and yellow body and shining white light, firmly resting on Yang Jian's back.Yang Jian struggled desperately, but the hill was countless times heavier than Mount Tai.

Quantity, profound art changes, all useless.

Wen Zhong laughed happily, and saluted Zhao Hao: "Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, congratulations to the Holy Emperor, with this human artifact, humanity can prosper, and business will prosper!"

Huang Dang, Huang Feihu, Zhang Guifang, and Deng Jiugong were both surprised and delighted. They didn't know the strength of the Grand Master.Before Yang Jian lost all his mana, if he stood up and let him hit him, he couldn't hurt him.But after having the marshal's scepter, he possessed the strength of Da Luo Jinxian in a blink of an eye, raising his hand to suppress Yang Jian

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They also want such a scepter!Even if it's a little bit close, we don't want a big Luo Jinxian, but a Xuanxian, a real immortal, or a heavenly immortal!

Several generals bowed down together and congratulated loudly: "Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, congratulations to the Holy Emperor!" But they looked at Zhao Hao eagerly.

Zhao Hao waved everyone to get up, smiling all over his face, this treasure of humanity, the effect was better than he imagined.

Whether it is the Dao of the Immortal Kingdom or the Dao of Humanity, it is the way to gather people.Since we want to gather people, of course there must be benefits.There is temptation to be motivated, and purely dedicating people is not a big deal.

Move it with emotion, understand it with reason, and lure it with profit.

Human personality, human luck, and human treasure are enough to make the immortals rejoice and join the immortal dynasty!

However, there are still too few humane merits and luck!

From Wen Zhongguan to Taishi, his taste is superb, and his marshal's scepter is undoubtedly the top human treasure.Zhao Hao spent one ten-thousandth of his humanitarian merit for his marshal's scepter, and his strength is equivalent to that of Daluo Jinxian.

Theoretically, Zhao Hao can create 1 Da Luo Jinxians.However, every official position is not just an official seal. Usually, an official's cultivation also needs to consume the luck of the human race.Therefore, the official position that can be sealed is at most equivalent to a thousand Wenzhong.

However, these mysterious and yellow merits and luck are the crystallization of the entire human race for countless years.

Moreover, 1 Daluo Jinxians are not as good as a saint!

For example, Human Emperor Xuanyuan, if Zhao Hao wanted to grant him a title to thank him for his contributions, he could only be granted the title of a saint of humane meritorious virtues.But I'm sorry, human merit and luck are far from enough.

So, still too poor!

Zhao Hao smiled, don't worry about Taiyuan in the future, as long as you find the way, you won't be black!If the luck of humanity is not enough, it will be expansion; if the merit of humanity is not enough, it will be accumulation.

In any case, the human way rules the sky, the human way enshrines the gods, and a broad road has emerged!

Zhao Hao also disappointed several generals, and immediately conferred the titles of Huang Gun as a general, Huang Feihu, Deng Jiugong, and Zhang Guifang as generals, and bestowed their seals one by one.

The four of them took over the general seal, and all of them were very happy. If Zhao Hao hadn't been in person, they might have played with it a long time ago, experimenting with all kinds of magic of the treasure of humanity.

Suddenly, Zhao Hao looked at a young girl behind Deng Jiugong. She was dressed in a military uniform, and she was heroic. Among thousands of males, she was like a little red in a green bush, which was incomparably bright and outstanding.

Before Zhao Hao shot, he also saw this woman's performance, riding a pink rouge horse, leading a team of female guards, charging back and forth, invincible.There is a bag of five light stones in her pocket, and she is sure to hit her shot. Even Yang Jian was knocked over by her with one stone.

This girl must be Deng Chanyu, shamelessly preaching, but forcibly betrothing her to Tu Xingsun, what a crime!

Zhao Hao smiled inexplicably, looked at Deng Chanyu and said, "I don't know what to call this female general?"

Deng Chanyu was taken aback, looked around with her little head, with a look of doubt, as if she didn't believe that Zhao Hao would talk to her.

Seeing this innocent look, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile.

Deng Jiugong was startled at first, thinking of a certain possibility, his heart was beating suddenly, he pulled Deng Chanyu to kneel down, his old face smiled like a flower and said: "Please ask me, this is the little girl Chanyu. Sixteen, not yet married!"

Deng Chanyu's face flushed, and she called softly, "Father..."

Zhao Hao was amused, Deng Jiugong, this old boy, must be too impatient!