Chapter 1007: An ordinary man’s rage (8 thousand) _5

Translator: 549690339

Emperor Zhen de was both shocked and angry. The viciousness in his heart was like a raging river. He gritted his teeth and said, “”1 won’t give you another chance.”

“Yuan jing is dead,” Xu Qi ‘an said lightly.”After today, the throne of Dafeng will be under a new master.”

Hearing this, Emperor Zhen de revealed a proud and arrogant smile, ” you’re right. After today, Da Feng will indeed change hands. It will become a vassal state of the wizard God religion.

As expected, the previous Emperor’s goal was to make Da Feng a vassal state of the wizard God religion. He wanted to imitate salen AGU … Xu Qi ‘an frowned.

“What do you plan to do?”

Emperor Zhen de breathed in and out the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth to recover. He opened his arms as if he was showing off his greatness and said, ‘

“Do you know about the Dragon vein? The dynasty ruled the Central Plains, not only ruling the people, but also the territory. The human heart was the condensation of fate, while the Dragon vein was the Essence of Fate and territory.

“As long as I extract the spirit of the dragon vein and offer it to the God of sorcerer, the Central Plains will be plagued by natural disasters. However, because the Dragon vein is still alive, the insurrections often fail. The wizard God religion controls the Dragon veins in the Central Plains. It’s the will of the heavens, so it’s easy for them to enter the Central Plains.”

“So you want to help the witchcraft cult kill Lord Wei?”

Xu Qi ‘an didn’t know much about the Dragon’s Vein, but he did know about fate. After Dafeng lost half of its fate, the country’s power had been declining day by day. There were droughts and floods everywhere.

The year was not smooth.

As for himself, he had been able to turn misfortune into fortune along the way, and had many fortuitous encounters. He had advanced to the third stage in just one year. On the surface, it looked like he had received the favor of some Big Shot, but in fact, this was a manifestation of his luck.

If the Dragon vein was taken away by the witchcraft cult, the result would be obvious.

“Wei Yuan must die. If he’s still alive, I’ll be facing him today. The combat power of a rank two martial artist is much stronger than yours.”

Emperor Zhen de continued to breathe in and out spiritual energy. The violent blow just now had caused him some minor injuries.

“Wei Yuan is a rare commander- If he doesn’t die. salen AGIJ won’t he able to eat

or sleep in peace. Even if the witch God religion has the Dragon vein, they might not be able to enter the Central Plains easily. Of course, I have a third reason for killing Wei Yuan. You’ll find out soon.

“By the way, I’ve already activated the formation during the court session to strip away the Dragon vein. Do you want to go back and stop it? I don’t mind having a fight in the city.”

I mind … The Duke of Wei must have expected this. The battle at Jingshan city was also the witch God religion’s trap, but he had no choice. If he allowed the witch God to break free from the seal, no matter how strong he was, he would not be able to defeat a Supreme-grade … Xu Qian asked, ‘

“You want to take away the Dragon vein, and the supervisor Council will agree?”

As a Warlock of the first rank, no one understood luck better than him. Emperor Zhen de wanted to take the Dragon vein under the eyes of the supervisor, which was wishful thinking.

Although the supervisor couldn’t kill Jean, he could prevent the Dragon vein from being extracted.

“Jianzheng is my biggest enemy in my plan to live forever. If I can’t hold him back, why would I extract the Dragon vein?” Emperor Zhen de laughed.

Xu Qi ‘an frowned.

Spirit treasures temple.

Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room and went to the small courtyard. He extended his fair hand toward the pool in the courtyard.

A rusty iron sword broke out of the water and delivered itself to her hand.

Luo Yuheng took a step forward and disappeared from the courtyard.

Stargazing tower.

There was a fluctuation in the void, and a figure wrapped in a Magus robe stepped out of the void.

This was an old man holding a sheep-herding whip in his hand. His hair and beard were all white, and his gaze was calm and gentle. However, it was precisely this old man, who was no different from an ordinary old man, that caused dark clouds to gather in the sky above the stargazing tower.

The black clouds rolled and were very close to the stargazing tower, so close that it was as if it was right above their heads. Streaks of bright lightning flashed through the clouds.

The moment the old man appeared, the eight trigrams stage lit up with array patterns that tried to strangle him.

However, the old man seemed to be out of this world, and no attack on him was effective.

“Grand-disciple, if you had Wei Yuan’s power to break the formation, I would have left right now.” Salen AGU said with a smile.

The supervisor twirled his wine cup and leisurely took a sip.

“Da Feng’s power has been weakened to this day, how much of your power do you still have?” Salen AGU sat down by the table.

“Warlocks use their brains, while martial artists only use brute force,” the supervisor sneered.

As he spoke, a Go board appeared on the table.

“Next round.”

“Chess to decide the winner?”

“No, after this round is over, the matter is over,” the supervisor said indifferently.

[ PS: I’ll take my time to write this part of the story. Don’t rush me, everyone. If I write it fast, it won’t be good. ] Speed and quality were inversely proportional. I hope everyone won’t rush me..