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Chapter 242

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The 12 Metal Men were made from all the metals in the world and Great Shang's Heaven's Mandate Bird was used as the core. It took a long time and many sacrifices before it was completed.

Such a treasure could really suppress the fate of a country. The last two times it was used, it shocked the heavens and the earth!

However, activating it required a large amount of Dragon Energy. Even Shang Jie's Emperor Energy couldn't support it!

The only way was to merge it with the earth veins. From then on, he would be able to extract the Earth Dragon Energy from the 19 states of Great Shang and turn it into an endless source of energy. He would be invincible!

If the Dragon Energy was extracted, naturally the Flood Dragon wouldn't be born. This was also the reason why the 12 Metal Men suppressed the world!

Before merging with the dragon vein, although the 12 Metal Men were extremely sharp, they weren't invincible and could suppress the fate of a country!

After tearing apart the Thunder Dragon and fighting with the Blood Dragon, they were instantly damaged.

"Can it be repaired? Quick, do it! "

Shang Jie hollered.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

One of the three old monks sat down cross-legged with a merciful expression on his face. He chanted, "All things are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning. This is what you should do …"

He had no aura and his body was shriveled up. A Buddhist light appeared above his head and turned into a body with three heads and six arms.

"This … This …"

Shang Jie muttered, unable to contain his shock.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be sad. My Senior Brother's death is the fortune of our Bodhisattva!"

An old monk placed his palms together and his eyes shone brightly. "Our Fan Sect disciples are willing to die for Your Majesty!"

"Amitabha!"

Shang Jie placed his palms together. "I will definitely make a golden body for Master and enjoy eternal worship!"

If they didn't follow the King, they wouldn't be able to do anything!

The three monks were the leaders of Fan Sect and naturally knew this. They wanted to use the 12 Metal Men and the death of the old monk as an opportunity to plant the seed of Fan Sect in Shang Jie's heart.

Once this was successful, with the 12 Metal Men suppressing the fate of the country, Fan Sect would be able to share weal and woe with the Shang Dynasty and prosper!

Compared to this, what was the death of a thousand Bodhisattvas and a Patriarch?

"Amitabha, congratulations Grand Master (Senior Grand Master) for death!"

The rest of the monks put their palms together and chanted the scriptures.

With the help of the Will Power and Buddhist Energy, the three-headed, six-armed avatar grew in size, and the three faces with different expressions started chanting incantations in unison.

"Bodhisattva fears karma, and all living beings fear karma! Great Karma Art!!! "

Whoosh!

The three-headed, six-armed Dharma body burned fiercely as it turned into a streak of light, flying swiftly to the stone platform of the Golden Pool. It projected the scene of Fan Men working with Yu Qing to suppress the Black Flood Dragon.

"What else do you want? Not good! "

Daoist Yu Qing's expression changed drastically.

"How can the Dragon Energy of a single dynasty be enough for the foundation of the Twelve Metal Men?"

The two old monks roared in unison, "All monks, listen up! Draw in the power of karma and hope! "

Roar!

In the void, a crimson dragon with two horns, four claws, and four toes on each claw, which was comparable to a real dragon, was pulled out by the Buddhist light. It roared furiously, and its body was enveloped by layers of Sanskrit characters that represented karma and luck.

The Great Karma Technique traced back to the source and actually found the location of the Dazhou True Dragon!

Yu Qing had come to suppress the Black Flood Dragon for Ji Yi. It could even be said that he had been ordered by Ji Yi to suppress Xu Zongwu for Ji Yi!

As the saying went, every debt had a debtor. Although Daoist Yu Qing was largely responsible, Ji Yi could not escape either!

Compared to this True Dragon, a mere Earth Immortal would not be able to do anything even if he paid the price!

"The karma of heaven and earth must be repaid. Twelve Metal Men, slay!"

As the two old monks roared, the Twelve Metal Men reached out and pulled in unison!

Whoosh!

The original crimson dragon let out a tragic cry as half of its body and tail were torn off. It turned into a crimson dragon that was only half its original size. With a sad cry, it tore off the karma thread and flew away quickly.

The remaining half of the crimson dragon suddenly exploded, turning into a thick greenish-purple Qi that was devoured by the Twelve Metal Men. With a flash of golden light, it was completely healed.



Bam! Bam! Bam!

On the stone platform of the Golden Pool, Daoist Yu Qing was stunned. He looked at the few remaining Daoists beside him fall to the ground, suffering the wrath of heaven and turning into dried corpses. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. "Damn baldy! If I don't destroy all of you, I am not a human! "

If that Great Karma Technique had been directed at him, even an Earth Immortal would not have been able to repay it. He would have died and his true spirit would be reincarnated to repay Fan Men's debt. A hundred lifetimes, a thousand lifetimes … As long as this thread of karma still existed, it had to continue, generation after generation!

Unfortunately, Fan Men did not care about him at all. Instead, his target was the Dazhou True Dragon!

"Fan Men's Great Karma Technique just now actually wants half of the Dazhou Nation's power to repay!"

Elder Yu Qing's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as he was filled with grief and indignation. "Ji Yi was the founding ancestor of the nation and received the 'Zhou' word. He was supposed to have at least 600 years of power. But just now, it was forcefully cut in half and reduced to only 300 years!"

If Ji Yi knew about this, he would probably immediately fight to the death with Fan Men. He would even leave behind a will for his descendants to destroy Fan Men.

Unfortunately, even Daoist Yu Qing did not dare to tell Ji Yi about this. Otherwise, the Dragon Qi would definitely be a taboo!

Even now, the backlash had already arrived after causing the Dragon Qi of the Dazhou Nation to be like this.

"Everyone traveled the Great Void together but left me, I, alone!"

Glancing at his brothers and sisters around him, Daoist Yu Qing was on the verge of tears.

Originally, his Dao skills were profound and his calculations were precise. He thought that he had already grasped the Heavenly Fate, which was why he had dared to leave the mountain to assist the Hidden Dragon.

He was a natural Dao cultivation seed, the hidden number one in the world. Indeed, he had helped Ji Yi to become a Red Dragon and was also a perfected Earth Immortal. He had originally thought that if Ji Yi succeeded, he might be able to use these great contributions to become a Heaven Immortal. That was why he had spared no effort.

Alas, man proposes, God disposes!

Heaven's will was unpredictable!

But now, he had suffered backlashes one after another. More than half of his Earth Immortal foundation had been destroyed.

"If Ji Yi successfully becomes a Dragon, he might be able to barely repair his foundation. However, there is no hope of becoming a Heaven Immortal … If King Wu dies in defeat …"

Daoist Yu Qing suddenly shuddered. He suddenly wished that Fan Men's Great Karma Technique had been aimed at him!

Because the backlash of failing in the Battle of the Dragon was scarier than being a slave for thousands of lifetimes!



At this moment, on another battlefield.

Kaboom!

The sky changed colors and the ground shook slightly. These were all standard anomalies that Wu Ming had accurately grasped.

"Great Shang's capital, Shengjing … Something big happened?"

"Could it be the Twelve Metal Men?"

One had to say that this was the only big thing that could happen in Shengjing.

And the part where the resentment energy turned into a Blood Dragon and flew towards Shengjing was even more obvious.

"Looks like Great Shang is safe this time. So strong … Then how was it destroyed in history?"

Wu Ming was deeply puzzled. "This mission … is definitely not simple …"

The malice that appeared at the beginning, the shadowy manipulator behind the scenes, and the frighteningly realistic world that was exactly like history, all seemed to be telling of something 'extraordinary'!

"What could have caused such a change?"

Wu Ming was puzzled.

Kaboom!

Shortly after, an enormous figure smashed towards him, as if it was a thousand kilogram heavy hammer.

He nimbly turned and dodged. He saw that the one who was sent flying was Child Eating Heart. The Seven Murderous Generals roared, their bodies wrapped in a layer of purplish-red light.

Crackling sounds came from above, as if a ferocious beast was about to break free.

"What are you waiting for? Do you think my Purple Blood Frenzy Prison can trap him for long? "

The Heart-eating Child cursed and fled, "Follow me if you want to live!"

Wu Ming and the others followed closely behind. Soon, they saw a flat ground.

Unknowingly, they had run out of the dense forest and could see the spectacle of flames burning the sky not far away!

The fire spread for eighty miles. Last night, only a few vanguard camps had been set on fire. Since Guo Zihe had made his move, he must have made careful arrangements. He kept setting fire, advancing layer by layer. He was determined to burn the previous camps along with the soldiers!

"Forty roads of fire, millions of soldiers …"

"Oh my god!"

When the Anti-King and his personal guards saw this, it was as if they had lost their parents. They cried and screamed. They knew that the Anti-King Group, which was originally in high spirits, had collapsed in an instant and turned into the smoke of yesterday.

Everyone looked at their surroundings again, and their hearts became even colder. It turned out that this place was actually a bare cliff, and three sides were dead ends!

"Child Eating Heart, what are you doing?"

Li Zizai clenched the long spear in his hand. Something was not right in his eyes.

"How could this be?"

Child Eating Heart also had a look of disbelief. "The Alliance Master clearly informed me that there is not only a way out, but also reinforcements!"

"The Master of the Blood Pact?!"

Li Zizai was angry. "You were not telling the truth! You did not mean it! Now we are in the same boat, don't hide anything … "

There was a little hope in his words, but because of the rumor that the Blood Pact was righteous, powerful, and full of tricks.

If he was there, even if it was a mission of death, there might still be hope?

"It turned out to be the Master of the Blood Pact!"

Wu Ming's eyes immediately flashed.

But he was quite clear that this Blood Pact could be regarded as the first organization in the Master God Space. It was strict and powerful.

Last time in the World of Gods and Ghosts, only the three weakest elders could resist a Zhenren together. This time, they came out in full force, plus a Child Eating Heart who had achieved great success in witchcraft. Even if he wanted to take them down, it would take a lot of effort.

If there was the mysterious Alliance Master, wouldn't the Earth Fairies be afraid?

"All members of the Blood Pact enter? Do they think this Divine Palace is owned by their family? And this Death Task … "

Wu Ming felt as if he had fallen into a cloud of fog.

Immediately, the jungle on the edge of the cliff flashed, and three generals with hundreds of elites directly surrounded them. It was Guo Zihe, Seven Kills, and Tanlang!

"Sure enough! The rest of the anti-kings are here! "

Guo Zihe smiled coldly. "Kill them all!"

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