Chapter 627 Queen
And now, the enemies he faces are: one is the high priest of Northern Xinjiang who has been famous for many years and is a real human being; the other is a half-step human immortal who holds many important treasures and possesses peerless magical powers; and there is another who has the blood of the royal family of Northern Xinjiang.
A master in the towering realm.
The three men surrounded him, each using his own methods.
Whether it's offense or defense, Meng Tu is the main player.
The two brothers Wu Wu and Wu Sheng worked together flawlessly.
They had already formed a tacit understanding in the "Devil-Conquering Formation" under Lanruo Temple.
Although Ai Yan holds a human treasure such as one of the "Kiuzhou Cauldron", he has not yet refined it, and he has no ability or qualification to refine it.
Ai Yan panicked, and the more panicked he became, the more flaws he found.
Several figures were seen walking back and forth in the mid-air, magical powers and spells were constantly colliding, and brilliance bloomed in the mid-air from time to time, like a blooming flower.
Meng Tu punched from the front, and there was a shadow of the dragon and elephant.
"Dragon Elephant Skill"!
Wu Sheng's figure flashed and disappeared, leaving a little golden light in the air.
Buddha pointed his finger,
When Ai Yan was resisting Meng Tu's magical power with all his strength, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. It was like a sharp sword piercing his body.
After a pause, Mengtu's golden wheel flew in front of him. He offered the "Kiuzhou Cauldron", but felt that the cauldron was as heavy as a mountain and could not be lifted.
The golden wheel has arrived in front of me.
There was a loud clang.
Ah, there was a scream in the air.
The treasure tripod in Ammon's hand came out.
Just now, not only was he unable to block Jinlun's attack with the Baoding, but he also suffered the backlash from the "Kiuzhou Cauldron". It was a double injury in an instant, and it shocked his soul all at once.
At this moment, he seemed to see the master he had killed, and his fellow disciples standing in front of him covered in blood, with ferocious faces, as if they wanted to skin him alive.
no no!
For a moment, he saw a ray of light, which was very dazzling, and then he felt pain, severe pain.
A sword cut across his body, and his chest was stained with blood.
Then another swipe of the stick hit him, knocking him down from the sky to the ground with a loud bang, and a big hole was smashed into the ground.
In an instant he was seriously injured.
Before he could get up, a golden wheel fell from the sky and landed on his head.
"Master, I was wrong!" Ai Yan wanted to repent before he died, but he had no chance.
Three figures stood in the air, looking at the man underground.
"No movement, dead?"
The inanimate consciousness explored the past, and then used his magic power to look through his eyes. He saw that the vitality on his body was dissipating, and a large amount of magic power was emanating from his body, turning into spiritual energy, and dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
Whoosh, a ray of light flew out of him.
Mengtu raised his hand and punched the light away.
"Mengtu!" Ai Yan finally managed to miss the high priest of Northern Xinjiang.
A "human immortal" died like this. No matter how he obtained his cultivation, he was still considered a "human immortal" after all.
Wusheng Hengjian looked at Mengtu.
Wu Nu held the "Pingshan Stick" and stared at Meng Tu coldly.
The two senior brothers are naturally of the same mind.
"Your Majesty Mengtu, please see the Khan." Mengtu bowed and saluted.
"I'm not a khan, and I won't be one."
"Your father Khan has issued an edict, and everyone present has heard it. These are his last words, and he has transferred his own energy to you. You now maintain the energy of Northern Xinjiang."
"Just pass it on to someone else." Wu Nu said coldly.
"That would cause Khan to lose all his cultivation and even his life. Khan's current status is not suitable for him to return to Jin Dynasty."
"That won't work!" Wu Sheng said decisively.
"Senior brother, I don't think being an emperor is that bad. You might as well give it a try. If you really can't do it, then pass the throne to someone else."
"But, I have never been an emperor. What would you do if you were eating here?" Wu Nui said seriously.
"Well, that's a problem." Wu Sheng lowered his head and thought.
Senior Brother Wufan's cooking skills are really beyond words.
"Now that you are settled here, you can borrow your uncle to live here. As for me, I can come whenever I want, but it's only a few tens of thousands of miles away."
"What about Uncle Master?"
"Why should he eat if he is so fat? Don't worry about him!" Wu Sheng waved his hand.
"Khan, there are two other things. One, how to deal with this Jiuzhou Cauldron, and second, Khan must return to the palace as soon as possible, because your father Khan's queen is coming back."
"Ex-Queen, that woman who was said to be extremely smart?" Wu Sheng remembered what his master had said about that woman before leaving.
"She is indeed extremely intelligent and has a treasure in her hand. In addition, she has some connections with Khan."
Wu Shenglai brought the "Kiuzhou Cauldron" beside him and raised his hand to grab the green-gold treasured cauldron.
Holding hands,
rise,
Oh, it’s quite heavy!
"Senior brother, I think this treasure is destined for you, why don't you come and try it?" After hearing this, Wu Nu approached the "Kiuzhou Cauldron"
Buzz, the "Kiuzhou Cauldron" actually emits a faint light.
"I am really destined to you."
"Then I should keep this treasure tripod first?" Wu Nu asked tentatively, and he also vaguely felt that this "Jiuzhou tripod" looked kind of friendly.
"Keep it, you must keep it!" Wu Sheng said.
Then the three of them returned to the royal city in northern Xinjiang, and the palace was in chaos.
High Priest Muntu took the opportunity to take out a copy of the imperial edict and destroyed the remaining three copies.
The remaining three princes are still in a coma,
"What to do with these three people?"
"How about direct..." Wu Sheng made a chicken-killing gesture.
"Junior brother, isn't this good? Monks are compassionate."
"She's back," Montu looked at the sky.
In a flash of light, a woman wearing white gauze returned to the palace riding a strange mount.
"Isn't this the woman I met in the oasis that day?" Wu Sheng was surprised when he saw this.
"Montu, what is happening here, where is the Khan?"
"Khan has returned to the embrace of the gods. This is the successor chosen by Khan and the fourth prince he left behind. This is Queen Jiya." Mengtu introduced them to each other.
Jiya, who was wearing a veil, looked at Wufan.
"How can the northern border of thousands of miles be ruled by a stranger?"
"This is the king's order from the Khan!" Mengtu took out the imperial edict.
"The king's order can be forged." Jiya shook her head, and suddenly there was a simple disk-shaped magic weapon in her hand.
A ray of light flew out from the magic weapon.
"Senior brother, be careful!" Wu Sheng wanted to stop him, but Wu Nu stretched out his hand to stop him.
The light fell on Wuyou's body, and a shadow appeared behind him, a shadow that exuded a faint golden color.
Jiya was slightly startled, with a look of surprise on her face.
"How is it possible, golden blood!"
"I'm not lying to you, he has the most noble blood in Northern Xinjiang flowing in his body. He has the bloodline of the gods." Meng Tu said.
"Is this the person you have been looking for and waiting for all these years?"
"Yes." Montu nodded.
"What can he bring to Northern Xinjiang?"
"A brief period of war, and then hundreds or even thousands of years of peace." Montu said.
Jiya frowned slightly after hearing this.
Then another ray of light suddenly flew out of the precious mirror in her hand and fell on Wu Sheng's body. A shadow also appeared behind him. The "Haoyang Mirror" in Wu Sheng's hand flashed, and then the shadow behind him
Just disappear.
"You, who are you?" Jiya asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!