Chapter 879: National Teacher and Fire Thunder

Earlier, in order to save the Martial God Tongtian, Song Yan was beheaded by the Martial God Zuowang and burst into blood mist.

Afterwards, neither of them noticed that the cloud of blood mist did not disintegrate, but continued to stay in midair.

It wasn't until Tongtian Martial God was defeated by Zuowang Martial God and stepped on the ground that the cloud of blood mist surged crazily, and condensed a brand new body in a very short period of time.

Martial God Tongtian has heard about the rebirth of the house.

But she had never heard of people being bombarded into a cloud of blood and still alive, but today, she saw it with her own eyes.

Sensing the change in Tongtian Martial God's expression, Zuo Wang Martial God subconsciously looked back, just in time to see Song Yan who had re-condensed his body, and for a moment, a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"You...how are you?"

"He's not dead, is he?" Song Yan grinned, and the soul-suppressing seal also took shape at this moment, flying out...

Zuowang Martial God only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then a black shadow entered his body, and then he lost consciousness.

"Give up resistance!"

Song Yan ordered.

Immediately, the flame on Zuo Wang Valkyrie's body was extinguished.

Taking a step forward, Song Yan came to Zawang Martial God, the power of luck in his body was running at full strength, gathered in one palm, and slapped Zawang Martial God on the head.

"Buzz!"

The power of this palm was too strong, it exploded, swallowing Martial God Zuo Wang whole, and the surrounding space was also distorted.

The next moment, the radiance dissipated, and there was nothing on the spot except for a diamond-shaped godhead that was spinning around.

"Are you OK?"

Song Yan put away this godhead, and then stretched out his hand to pull Tongtian Martial God.

"Can you put on your clothes?" Tongtian Martial God shyly closed his eyes.

Hearing this, Song Yan looked down, only to realize that he was actually naked. When his body was just condensed, he was busy performing the soul-suppressing seal, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes. For a moment, his old face turned red, and he quickly took out Put on a robe: "Okay, you can open your eyes now!"

Pulling the Tongtian Martial God out of the pit, Song Yan shot three divine lights of life into her body at once. However, her physical injuries have healed, but her godhead has been consumed too much. The strength cannot be displayed.

Apparently, Song Yan also saw her weakness, and with a move in his heart, he took out the Misty Valkyrie's godhead and handed it to her: "Take it, absorb this godhead, and your strength should be fully restored!"

Tongtian Martial God looked at him with complicated eyes.

Song Yan also looked at her.

After a long while, Tongtian Martial God finally spoke: "You should keep this godhead, my cultivation can slowly recover!"

"That's good! If you need anything, just ask!"

Song Yan was not hypocritical, and put away his godheads again. With these two godheads, he could cultivate two martial gods in a short period of time.

Withdrew from the formation and recovered the best spirit crystal, Song Yan returned to the palace with the God of Martial Arts.

The next day, an imperial edict announced to the world that Tongtian Martial God was made the national teacher of the Great Martial Empire.

With the dissemination of the edict, Song Yan felt that the power of luck in his body had increased to a certain extent. It seems that Tongtian Martial God became the national teacher, making all the people in the world return to their hearts.

In a small courtyard deep in the palace.

The tea stove was bubbling with steam, Song Yan, Dongfang Tianya, and Duanmu Chong sat around the stone table, and the concubine Ning Ling was serving tea and pouring water, which made Duanmu Chong a little uneasy, but Dongfang Tianya Ya was calm, after all no matter how Song Yan's identity changed, he was still his apprentice, and it was only natural for Ning Ling to serve him tea and water.

Seeing Dongfang Tianya's calm expression, Duanmu Chong regretted it very much. If he had made up his mind to snatch Song Yan as his apprentice at that time, there would be no such thing as Dongfang Laoer.

"Master, Uncle Duanmu, I called you here today because I want to ask for your opinion on something!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"Please speak, Your Majesty!" Duanmu Chong respectfully said.

"Today there are no rulers and ministers, only elders and juniors."

Song Yan waved his hand, and then flipped his palm, and two godheads appeared in his palm: "These are two godheads. If you refine them, you can become a martial god, but after refining, your cultivation will never be able to surpass these two godhead masters." I wonder if master and uncle are willing to refine it?"

Dongfang Tianya and Duanmu Chong looked at each other, and they both saw the heat in each other's eyes.

Martial God, the pinnacle of warriors.

No matter how confident the two of them are, they don't think they can reach Martial God.

Therefore, even if they can't improve their cultivation after refining the godhead, they are very willing to refine the godhead.

In the end, Dongfang Tianya obtained the godhead of Zuowang Martial God, and Duanmu Chong obtained the godhead of Misty Martial God, and they retreated in the palace. Once they were completely refined, the Great Martial Empire would have two more Martial Gods.

The civil strife in the human race has subsided, but the two races of demons and demons have not stopped attacking the seven battlefields.

Judging from the daily battle reports, this time the two races of demons and monsters did not appear to be a feint attack, but rather seemed to be planning to join forces to destroy the human race.

Therefore, the formation that could have lasted for three months could be broken in at most one month under the crazy attacks of the two races of monsters.

However, one month is enough.

Tiangongyuan.

After continuous research and development during this period of time, the academicians of Tiangong Academy formulated a gunpowder that was ten times more powerful according to the black powder formula given by Song Yan, and, according to Song Yan's requirements, produced A very large fire mine.

Seeing the fire thunders the size of pumpkins in front of him, Song Yan had a strange expression. According to the academician of Tiangong Academy, each of these fire thunders weighed a hundred catties. If they were placed in the real world, such fire mines would definitely be medium It's useless, why, because it's too heavy, even a super bombardier, I'm afraid it won't be able to bear it.

But in this world, even a martial artist at the body training level can throw a hundred catties of fire thunder tens of meters away. Thousands of meters.

As for the power, you have to try it.

"Come on!"

Two soldiers from the ninth level of Qi refining arrived: "See Your Majesty!"

"Flat body!"

Song Yan nodded.

Afterwards, the two soldiers each picked up a fire mine, peeled off the mechanism bracket on it, and threw it out.

Two fire mines flew down 500 meters away at the same time.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two loud bangs came out.

When the smoke dissipated, a deep pit of five or six meters appeared where the two fire mines landed, and there were densely packed small holes around the pit, because there was a layer of iron beads inside the fire mines. It was the iron ball in the fire mine that penetrated.

In terms of the explosive power of the fire mine, it is already comparable to the full blow of the master, but in terms of lethality, it is several times higher than the master. If a fire mine is thrown into hundreds of people, it can kill at least a hundred people. People will be injured more or less by the iron balls fired by the explosion.

"How many fire mines can be produced in a day now?" Song Yan looked at the dean of Tiangong Institute and asked.

"Return to Your Majesty, the Tiangong Institute has limited manpower, and can only produce a thousand fire mines every day!"

Song Yan frowned and said: "Thousands are too few, I want at least 100,000 a day, you write a note and send it to the cabinet, and I will ask the cabinet to fully cooperate!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Leaving the Tiangong Academy, Song Yan put on a frame and went to the National Teacher Hall. Yes, after being named a national teacher, Tongtian Martial God lived in the palace to restore his cultivation. Before he promised Tongtian Martial God a hundred years of life, he had already given her five years. Ten years, and now he plans to give her the remaining fifty years.