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Chapter 429

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"Your ancestor is a soldier of Qin. Do you know that you have offended your superior?"

Su Bai's fist hit Fu Su's chest, and Fu Su kicked Su Bai's lower abdomen. Both of them flew out.

"Ha …"

Su Bai chuckled dryly. He finally understood why this young master was so interested in him or his body. The third transformation of the ancient zombie was originally created by Xu Fugui from the Qin soldier body refining method, so in Fu Su's eyes, the aura of the Qin soldier on his body was unimaginably strong. This kind of body was not unique in this era more than two thousand years later, but it was definitely the kind of body that could only be encountered by chance. Therefore, Fu Su intended to have his body.

In ancient times, if the monarch wanted the minister to die, the minister had to die. But Su Bai knew his own situation. He really had nothing to do with the Qin Soldier generation, but now he had a closer relationship with broadcasting. If nothing went wrong, Su Bai and Liu Meng would become the next generation of broadcasting consciousness, and he was a life created from his own sperm and ovum. At least in terms of DNA, he was their son.

But this fight was really tiring. The Young Master in front of him was not the strongest opponent that Su Bai had ever encountered, but he was definitely the most difficult one. Because every time he managed to injure him, a murderous aura would instantly shoot out from the river below and merge into his body to help him recover.

Of course, the other party probably felt the same as him.

This was equivalent to two characters with unimaginably thick health bars but much smaller attack power standing there and slashing at each other. It was really easy to get tired of watching.

"Society, Qian, Kun, Turn!"

Fu Su's skinny body did not rush over again. Instead, his hands formed a very strange rune as if he was summoning something. But after a while, his eyes flashed with flames of anger.

"Ancient tomb battle soul, where did it go?"

Only then did Su Bai realize that the other party was summoning the terracotta battle soul from Lintong's Qin Emperor Mausoleum. But that batch of battle souls was taken away by Liu Mengyu when she left, so Fu Su naturally could not summon them now. This was one of the few things that his mother did that was beneficial to him, although she did it for herself.

"I don't understand, why did you come out, you idiot!"

Su Bai really could not understand it. If one could cause some trouble after coming out, such as causing the broadcast to crash again like before and turning the world upside down to impact the rules set by the broadcast, then it would be understandable. He and the others would not mind acting as spectators and clapping their hands and exclaiming, "Wow, you\'re so awesome!"

However, since the young master came out, he had only cared about fighting with a few high-level listeners here, and it seemed that he had no other thoughts or plans. This made Su Bai somewhat suspect that the first emperor had let his eldest son die and the seal survive until now. Was it really because of "fatherly love" that he wanted to preserve his son's life? Actually, there was no plan at all?

This feeling of disparity was like buying a ticket to watch "Avatar", but in the end, the movie on the screen was "Country Love".

Fu Su pressed his hands down, as if he was hesitating. He realized that he could not kill the person in front of him in a short time, and because of his opponent's physique, his zombie evil energy was not effective on him.

Fu Su pressed his hands down as if he was hesitating. He realized that he could not kill the person in front of him in a short period of time, and because of the other party's constitution, his zombie fiendish energy was not very effective against him. In fact, if he was not careful, he would just replenish his opponent's energy.

"I understand. The world has changed. Thou art not the descendant of the Qin army, thou art the lackey of the devil. What a joke. Abandoning the pride of Huaxia and becoming the vanguard of the devil, you have let down the blood of our ancestors!"

Su Bai understood what Fu Su meant, but he was right. The broadcasting machine came to this world from another world. Back then, the Macedonian Empire and the Qin Empire had fought to the death with the big shots sent by the broadcasting machine. This directly led to the collapse of the two great empires in the east and west.

Su Bai understood what Fu Su meant, but he was right. The broadcast had entered this world from another world. Back then, the Macedonian Empire and the Great Qin Empire had fought to the death with the power of the whole nation against a group of big shots sent by the broadcast. This directly led to the collapse and annihilation of the two great empires in the East and the West.

But now, at least from Fu Su's point of view, he was indeed a puppet soldier who could not even be considered a good citizen. These muddle-headed ordinary people who knew nothing could be considered good citizens. Now, he was just like the Taiwanese and Korean soldiers when the Japanese invaded China.

"Da Bai, I've found the acupuncture point. I'm going to cut off the connection between him and Sanjiang. Hey, the two over there, come out and help if you're not completely dead.

Sanjiang is a big seal. If he doesn't want us to leave, none of us can. Now, it's really either you die or I die! "

Fatso roared from the shore. His ten fingers instantly split open, and lines of blood flew out from his fingertips and landed on the ground. A map of the Leshan Mountains appeared in the form of Fatso's blood.

"Attract thunder!"

Fatso shouted at the sky and a thundercloud appeared. He was planning on borrowing the power of Sky Lightning to break the connection between Fu Su and Sanjiang. That was the equivalent of breaking Fu Su's foundation.

Chen Guang and Jie Ling, who were nearly KO-ed earlier, dragged their grievously wounded bodies back to the surface of the river. Naturally, they knew what they needed to do.

Fu Su looked at Fatso, who was standing on the shore, then at Su Bai, who was exuding a very familiar aura. A look of helplessness appeared on Fu Su's face.

"You fellows are going too far!"

After saying that, Fu Su abruptly raised both his hands up. Instantly, Sanjiang roiled. It was a sensation that made Su Bai feel as though he had returned to the Yellow Springs of the Land of Dao Proving.

Next …

Three incomparably thick bronze chains extended out from the surface of the river, bringing with them a primordial aura. They were like three bronze dragons and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they blotted out the sky.

"Holy shit! Those are bronze! "

Fatso, who was in the midst of attracting the thunder, was suddenly unable to sense the Lightning Tribulation descending from the sky. Raising his head, he became dumbfounded. The bronze chains had directly cut off his connection with the Heavenly dao. His snitching would surely fail. More importantly, the bronze chains gave Fatso a sense of déjà vu.

Suddenly, the image of the laboratory beneath Lugu Lake appeared within Fatso's mind. The door of the laboratory was a massive bronze gate.

The patterns on the surface of the chains were exactly the same as those on the door. In fact … … they were also the same as the patterns on the bronze chest.

Bronze weapons were made of the same material. However, the patterns on their surface represented different meanings. It was just like how blades were made of the same material. However, there were also samurai swords, Nepalese army swords, etc.

The bronze chains emerging from the depths of Sanjiang were of the same type as the bronze chest and the bronze gate. They were of the same type.

"Hold him down! Don't let the three rivers converge!"

After figuring out what was going on, Fatso decisively slapped his glabella and a blood-coloured wooden sword flew out. Wielding the wooden sword, Fatso stabbed the tip of the sword into the air to forcibly restrain one of the chains.

On the other end, Jie Ling and Chen Guang joined forces to restrain one of the chains.

As for the third chain, it was hovering above Su Bai's head.

Even Fatso could tell that there was something peculiar about the bronze chains, let alone Su Bai. For a very long time, the bronze chest had been Su Bai's nightmare. At the same time, it also represented the connection between him and the other 'Su Bai'. At that very moment, however, the patterns on the bronze chains were exactly the same as those on the bronze chest.

Just what is going on here?

Countless thoughts flashed through Su Bai's mind. Even so, he subconsciously spread both his hands to control the chains above his head.

"A grain of rice dares to compete against the bright moon?!"

A hoarse sigh came from Fu Su's throat and the chains instantly turned red. It was as though they had been burned red, bringing with them a power to burn both the fleshly body and the soul.

Fatso's blood-coloured sword immediately trembled and its spiritual energy was instantly shattered. Then, it transformed into a peachwood sword, which fell before Fatso. At the same time, Fatso fell to his knees and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Guang and Jie Ling were forced back by a formidable force. However, when they were about to attack again, they realized that they were not the target of the chain. The other two chains that were under Fu Su's control were now moving toward Su Bai.

From the very beginning, Fu Su's target had always been Su Bai.

Su Bai pulled out a hand to grab another chain. However, there was still a third chain. Without any reservations, it lashed out fiercely at Su Bai's body. However, the expected scene of Su Bai being sent flying did not appear. Instead, when the chain struck Su Bai's body, it released a low hum. Next, the chain, which had taken physical form, transformed into a semi-transparent silhouette, which swept past Su Bai's body. It felt as though he was walking past a projector.

The two chains that Su Bai had been gripping tightly seemed to have transformed into nothingness, breaking free from Su Bai's control.

The three chains represented the three rivers. More than a thousand years ago in the Tang Dynasty, Hai Tong discovered the abnormality and hidden things of the three rivers. Therefore, he cast the Great Buddha with all his strength, intending to suppress the three rivers forever. Now, the identity of Hai Tong was unknown. He might be a powerful person in ancient metaphysics. Of course, he could also be a listener. In ancient times, broadcasting might exist in the form of pigeons or bamboo slips.

The three chains, which had transformed into semi-transparent silhouettes, sealed up Su Bai's surroundings. Su Bai felt like a grasshopper stuck to him, incapable of breaking free. At any rate, the three chains represented the Three Rivers. Using the power of the Three Rivers to bind him was an unimaginable feat.

Fu Su's figure appeared before Su Bai, one of his hands pressing down on Su Bai's forehead. His body was trembling. It would appear that controlling the three chains was a great drain on him. Thankfully, he had obtained a new body that was most suitable for him. Once he obtained a new body, he would be able to … …

"You will be disappointed." Even though he was temporarily trapped, Su Bai's expression remained calm. He knew what Fu Su was going to do. That was why he appeared so calm.

"You still dare to talk at the brink of death …" Fu Su's expression suddenly changed. When his withered hand touched Su Bai's forehead, he obtained a shocking result. "You … … you don't have a soul!"

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