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Kill the Emperor!

Among the Wuzong of this generation, there were only one who killed Emperor Wu and only one of them.

It is absolutely not enough to describe it halfway through the famous description.

The little Wu Emperor killed a Wu Emperor, and the evil king also had the life of Wu Emperor. The Purple Blood Emperor had killed him and the Bu Tian King had killed him. However, there was only one person who had killed three Wu Emperors!

Killing the Emperor is the first among the super masters of this generation to enter the realm of Martial Emperor.

Today, only a few people can do it. Few people can survive when they fight. One is a half-emperor, one is a killer, and the other is a Purple Blood Emperor.

Half-Emperor Hun is focused on his mind and does not care about other people's lives and deaths. The Purple Blood Emperor is famous for being bloodthirsty. But killing the emperor is famous for being wary!

Wang Ce originally thought that Killing the Emperor was a guy with murderous aura and a fat face. However, when he saw him today, he realized that Killing the Emperor would actually be a gentle and elegant appearance, which was completely different from the ones who everyone remembered.

When the emperor comes, it is a tense atmosphere!

"Please!" Song Wushen's light voice eased the tit-for-tat confrontation.

The Emperor Killing slowly sat on the white jade. The Emperor Xiaowu looked at Wang Ce coldly, and stopped talking, and also sat on the white jade. Wang Ce paid attention to this point, and his eyes were

o Move slightly, and it seems like sitting on the spot casually, it is hard to say whether it is intentional or not. I still haven't sat on the white jade.

Song Wushen's words were very stable, and they rarely had excessive emotions: "They were passed by in recent years and were invited by me."

The little Wu Emperor nodded quietly to Wang Ce. He came to the five wild continents about five years ago to seek a breakthrough in martial arts. Then, he really made a breakthrough and was invited down.

As for killing the emperor, Wang Ce probably doesn't need to ask. This master probably came here to travel after a breakthrough, seeking to get to the next level, and then he was in trouble.

Song Wushen looked up slightly: "I have guessed about one or two of your purpose. About three hundred years ago, there were also a group of six Wu emperors who had similar intentions to you."

It was the previous generation. Di Mian grew up like an electric shock and shouted loudly: "Where are they?"

"Die." It's concise. When Emperor Mian was angry, Song Wushen said lightly like a pot of cold water pouring over: "When they come, the deadline is coming, and when people get old, they will naturally die."

The fire of ignorance and karma of Emperor Mian suddenly ended without success. Yes, when the previous generation of Wu Emperor came, the deadline was coming, and there was no reason to live to this day.

Song Wushen's eyes were filled with a calming power. He slowly swept over the eleven people: "Everyone, don't be impatient, wait for me to start from scratch!"

"Actually, I probably guessed what you are going to do. I feel very pleased that no matter when and where, it is always the best to have a group of people who care about the world and the righteous."

Wang Ce suddenly said, "Master Wu Shen. Can we move freely? Whatever we do here?"

Song Wushen seemed to be surprised: "Of course." He slowly lowered his eyes and smiled: "As long as you don't want to remove this, you can do it."

"Oh, that's great." Wang Ce's sect looked light and stood up leisurely, patted the dust, and walked here with ten times more curiousness.

"I have been here for more than 4,000 years."

Song Wushen started from the beginning, and once he said it, it was shocking!

Ji Qianbai and others were shocked, four thousand years old. That would be equivalent to at least eight generations of Martial Emperors.

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It is indeed one of the three great martial gods.

Ji Qianbai and others' hearts fell infinitely and sank into the bottomless abyss.

I have never admitted it before. With this sentence of four thousand years, it is equivalent to admitting that I was one of the three great martial gods of that year.

It is definitely a different concept to be enemies of the new martial gods and one of the three martial gods who are the great heroes of mankind.

The one in front of this person is one of the greatest heroes who saved mankind and defeated the gods for five thousand years. Even though he was an enemy of him, Ji Qianbai and others felt uneasy even after years of psychological construction.

Fortunately, Ji Qianbai and eight people have been working on psychological construction for many years. If they change to another person, they have no courage or morale to be enemies with the three great martial gods.

A feeling of discourage came to my heart. Ji Qianbai and others suddenly found that Wang Ce jumped behind Song Wushen like a lively and fresh deer, pulling his eyelids and sticking out his tongue to make all kinds of funny and ridiculous strange appearances.

Wang Ce smiled strangely, but Song Wushen was clearly serious and serious, forming an extremely ridiculous scene.

A smile appeared in my heart, Ji Qianbai and others were so awe-inspiring that I realized the previously wavering mind. I regained my mind and firmly concentrated my mind. The morale and courage came back because of Wang Ce's strange appearance.

Song Wushen seemed to have noticed it, and he didn't seem to notice it. He said calmly: "You all know the process of the gods' war and what happened later."

Everyone's involuntary heads are recorded in history books.

There were more than twenty supreme Martial Emperors who participated in the divine war, and there were countless Martial Emperors.

The magnificence of the gods' war is unimaginable today. But it is definitely the most tragic battle in history. One of the martial gods was killed in battle, the saints were killed in battle, and the Emperor of War died in battle.

It is imminent to inherit martial arts. After the Godly War, the first thing that was to bear was the surviving Emperor Wu established major sects. At that time, no aristocratic families were formed or the court was formed.

It was a natural arrival for sects to rule the world and the only choice at that time. To be honest, the most urgent thing for humans at that time was to inherit martial arts, destroy the remaining gods, and even prevent the gods from making a comeback instead of establishing a court.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the sect will temporarily rule the world. However, this is destined to be a transition. Because the sect's management is too extensive, the people are living in poverty. Song Wushen was forced to force the sect to retreat from the supreme ruling stage.

The court and the sect were born in the first place and were no match for the sect at all. It was also at that time that the sect became a political force. The court and the aristocratic families first fought together. Then, because their respective strengths grew, they formed a three-legged tripod.

This political pattern has not been until the maturity of the feudal system in the past thousand years that most countries have forcibly expelled the sect from the political territory in terms of political changes!

In the end, withdrawing from the political territory actually achieved the glory of the sect today. Focusing on Taoism and achieving the transcendent status of the sect.

Maybe you will say, why didn’t the Human Emperor expel the sectarian forces earlier?

In fact, it is easy to understand. In the first two thousand years, the Human Emperor was no match for the sectarian forces at all.

The war of gods defeated Zhongzhou in all parts. Humans began to immigrate to Dongzhou. After Dongzhou, it was Beizhou. At that time, it was truly vast and sparsely populated, and only such a small population was distributed in three continents. It was easy to imagine how much it could have on average.

The Human Emperor is the Supreme Martial Emperor, plus the three treasures of the emperors of the country.

In the past five thousand years after the war of God, no one has unified the world. It may not be because of insufficient ability, but most of them are interfered by other factors.

It was only from about three thousand years ago that the Human Emperor gradually had the strength to compete with the sect, even defeat the sect, and even command the sect because of the expansion of the population.

Wang Ce read the historical books of Jiuzhou and understood them in his way. In the first thousand years after the war of God, population and civilization development basically did not advance. The social form and civilization of Jiuzhou stepped on the fast lane. In fact, it has happened in the past thousand years.

In the past thousand years, Jiuzhou has undergone various profound and tremendous changes, and all areas of thought and system have reached an unprecedented peak.

This is the most beautiful and happiest era in five thousand years.

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The records of events before the God’s War are very small.

The five thousand years after the war of gods, historical records are very detailed. If you really want to talk about it, it is hard to describe it, and it will inevitably be a million masterpieces.

The stone rotated, and the God of Wushen Song faced Wang Ce: "What you said makes sense. The Human Emperor will form invisible oppression on martial arts. But you don't know. This is necessary."

"The Human Emperor was created by the Gods." Song Wushen's faction was like a singular figure: "At that time, the Nine Continents were in the barbaric era, and the Gods believed that they should concentrate their strength and resources to explore. So, the Human Emperor was born."

Wang Ce nodded and looked at the fierce poisonous snakes and beasts of the five continents, and knew that this was very necessary. Five thousand years ago, these beasts were rampant everywhere.

Song Wushen looked indifferent: "After the Gods' War, the Gods' Clan withdrew from the five barbaric continents. We were unable to catch our strength and were forced to cultivate and recuperate. I created the Human Emperor according to the methods of the Gods in order to strangle the remaining Gods." Cultivating and resting is necessary. The Gods' Clan's War is too tragic. Only one or two of the ten people can survive.

Ji Qianbai and others were surprised. Could it be that Emperor Wuzong of Wu came to the five continents not only for more than a thousand years? It started four or five thousand years ago. After all, it was a long time, and Ji Qianbai and others didn't know about it.

Wang Ce lay beside the wall, trying hard to pick up the lighting beads on the wall.

"I personally took over the five continents of the wilderness to destroy the gods. The Human Emperor also came into being to eliminate the two goals of the gods and the evil gods."

Song Wushen said calmly: "At that time, the gods planned to counterattack many times. Lao Gu was in charge of Dongzhou to prevent the gods from taking action to harm the people of the world. I was in charge of the five wild continents to eliminate the gods."

Wang Ce lay carefully on the wall, not knowing what he was studying.

Song Wushen's Eyes

o Sweep him and said calmly: "It took me and my ancestors more than two thousand years, and the inheritance of the gods gradually decreased, so I basically wiped out the gods intermittently."

Song Wushen's voice was not loud, just like flowing air, floating back and forth in the cave: "Everyone, don't erase your ancestors and exchange your blood and life for the results."

Everyone was so awe-inspiring and respectful. Ji Qianbai and others were hesitant. Could it be that they really made a mistake? What the God of Martial Arts did was for the sake of Jiuzhou's good?

While studying the wall, Wang Ce seemed to be casually speaking: "I'm very curious. After the Gods' War, did the Gods have any martial gods? How many? When did the last martial gods of the Gods die?"

Song Wushen said slowly: "There is one, the god died eight hundred years after the war."

Wang Ce grinned and didn't look back: "Then I'm curious. The ancient martial god is in charge of Dongzhou. It is said that the gods died of injuries after a hundred years of war."
Chapter completed!