Chapter 280: The New King of the Golden Crow, Fighting Against the Great Flame, the Messenger of God Descends to Earth, Planning for the Human World (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

The army advanced.

Gradually approaching the border of Dayan.

Lu Mingyuan was in the middle of the army, sitting in the dragon chariot. What was driving the nine-dragon chariot was a pure dragon-blooded horse. The horse, nourished by the blood of the dragon, had grown scales unique to the dragon family, and its eyes were scarlet. , when running, it is comparable to the power of a hundred horses, and its speed is no worse than that of a flying sword.

Inside the chariot.

The space is large and can accommodate ten people standing.

Lu Mingyuan held his chin with one hand and placed the other hand on the bright yellow pillow. Next to him sat a woman in a golden dress with a sad face. Her skirt was parted and she sat on the ground.

"We have agreed that if there is a battle with the Golden Crow, you must let me go back and ascend the throne as king."

Luo Qiufu's delicate face has eyebrows as deep as distant daisies, and her hair is like clouds of splashing ink scattered on her shoulders. There is an indescribable quiet beauty on her plain face, showing a sad look on her face.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at her and said: "Don't forget your promise, forget our deal, obediently hand over the destiny and destiny of the Golden Crow Kingdom, don't play any tricks, if you dare to go back on your words, I will make the Golden Crow Kingdom disappear into the world. On the territory of Tutianxia, ​​we will do what we say.”

"It's natural."

Luo Qiufu's eyes were full of hope when she thought that she would soon be able to return to the Golden Crow Kingdom. However, in Lu Mingyuan's eyes, she was still like a princess of a country, with a look as pitiful as if she had been reduced to a slave.

This girl is so delicate that no man can remain indifferent to You Ling.

However, Lu Mingyuan just withdrew his gaze, gave up the unnecessary thoughts, and asked: "I heard that your new king of the Golden Crow Kingdom has great skills and is not weak in talent. What are the specific details?"

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

There is nothing wrong with this statement.

Although it is true that he is very strong, he still needs to find out the information before taking action.

It cannot be said that one underestimates the enemy and directly despises the opponent. This is completely undesirable.

At least pay attention to your opponent tactically.

Luo Qiufu's hands were folded on her legs. Her legs were extremely slender. They were wrapped in a thin skirt and looked exquisite. She lightly pursed her red lips and recalled:

"The new King of the Golden Crow is a descendant of my Golden Crow royal family. His name is Luo Lingxiao. He was not famous at all. It can be said that he was an unknown person in the royal family. But just three years ago, due to an accident, this son went out. I got the secret treasure by chance, and by some unknown chance, I was noticed by Wanluo Cave Heaven and accepted as a true disciple. From then on, I couldn't control it. "

"Not only did he return after three years of cultivation, his talent also became extremely evil, and he became the sect's number one true disciple."

"etc."

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he interrupted: "Wanluo Cave Heaven, is Wanluo Heaven, one of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths? That force that our ancestors were as famous as Fuyao Sword Palace?"

This Wanluo Dongtian, also known as Wanluo Sword Sect, has a similar status to the Ziwei Immortal Sect and Taiwei Dao Sect of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Most of its disciples are famous for cultivating monks who are good at swordsmanship. Sword cultivation can be divided into skills, methods and Tao.

The ancestor is the famous Wanluo Sword Palace, which is equally comparable to the Fuyao Sword Palace in Fuyao Continent.

Swordsmanship is all-encompassing, there is a Sutra Pavilion, and there are millions of volumes of swordsmen's true scriptures. It is a must-go place for swordsmen to gain insights.

The gold content is comparable to the sword pavilion of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

The Sword Pavilion is also a holy place for sword cultivation, with millions of flying swords hidden in it, waiting for those who are destined to claim them.

Wanluo Sword Sect, Tongtian Sword Sect, and Fuyao Sword Palace, the three top swordsmanship powers, are the places where sword cultivators gather in the Middle-earth world, corresponding to the art, method, and Tao respectively.

Since this new King of the Golden Crow can become the number one true successor of the Wanluo Sword Sect, he must be extremely powerful.

Luo Qiufu carefully took a look at Lu Mingyuan's face and found that there was no fear on the other person's face. Then she boldly continued: "I heard that since he absorbed the power of the previous generation of supreme masters, his cultivation has changed again. Now He has entered the eleventh realm, the realm of real people, and is very likely to take over the position of master. He is already the acting master of Wanluo Sword Sect, and his strength is extremely strong. "

"Not only does he have several innate magic weapons in his hand, but he also holds the ancient sword inherited from Wanluo Sword Sect, Bi Chi. This is an ancient flying sword. After being refined by successive generations of masters, its power is comparable to that of a low-grade immortal weapon."

Lu Mingyuan's face remained expressionless, his emotions and anger invisible, and he softly uttered two words:

"Don't panic."

No matter which country's master he is, as long as he has not become a saint, to him, he is no different than a useless fish.

"In addition, Wu Xun, the emperor of the Silver Frost Empire, has just subdued three blue-eyed jade dragons that are comparable to the demon king. I am afraid that his strength cannot be underestimated."

Regarding the situation of various countries, Luo Qiufu knew everything about them.

It’s not her fault. The Golden Crow Kingdom is close to the borders of various countries and has been a place of war among various countries since ancient times. Therefore, it can only rely on Great Yan to protect itself.

Without the mentality of walking on thin ice, one cannot survive among the nations.

"He." Lu Mingyuan sneered when he heard Wu Xun's name.

"This man owes me two large swamp dragons that I haven't paid back yet."

Back in Manghuang Cave Heaven, he killed two Daze dragons, but this guy took advantage of them both.

At that time, due to his identity and the interception from the monster army, he had no time to argue with him, but it was different now.

"Let him spit it all out this time."

Lu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes.

"Be careful with his dragon bracelet. It can be used to control beasts and drive people into battle. It is a treasure that King Silver Frost captured from the Dragon-Slaying Blessed Land. It is also a relic of a medieval sect."

"The person who should be most careful should be the Imperial Master of Yinshuang Kingdom." Lu Mingyuan said with a leisurely expression.

From then on he ascended the throne as emperor and empress.

Jiang Shan returned to the Yinshuang Empire. In any case, he was the imperial master of the Yinshuang Empire. He came to Dayan for an ulterior purpose.

It's just that the two people's interests were consistent before.

Lu Mingyuan was also willing to provide convenience for Jiang Shan to spread Buddhism.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the two people's positions are very different.

Jiang Shan is just a registered enshrinement in the East Palace.

The word "name" means you can leave or stay at any time.

No matter what, Lu Mingyuan still maintained respect for this unparalleledly handsome monk in white.

But respect is always respect.

If Jiang Shan takes action against Dayan, Lu Mingyuan will not be confused, let alone show mercy.

Fight when it's time to fight, without any carelessness.

This is Lu Mingyuan's attitude.

At this moment.

On the other side of the distant snow-capped mountains.

In the military tent, the lights were brightly lit.

A king's crown in the shape of a golden raven with three legs reflected into dark gold under the lamp. He wore a sword at his waist and covered himself with a red cloak. The handsome and heroic man stood in front of a topographical map.

He frowned and said: "No, our whereabouts have been discovered by the defenders of Jiayuguan. Emperor Dayan will definitely not give up. Next, we need to think of a withdrawal route."

"Brother Lingxiao, there is no need to panic. At worst, we have to find another way. The most important thing to figure out now is why it was leaked?"

Next to him, a young man in green clothes and long sleeves with a high crown and jade hairpin comforted him. On his wrist was a frost-blue dragon-patterned bracelet. He had a three-dimensional nose and deep facial features. He did not look like a Central Plains person. This person was exactly what he is today. The emperor's son of the Silver Frost Empire, Wu Xun.

"How did Lu Mingyuan find out?"

Wu Xun was puzzled. They had been cautious enough and banned all the craftsmen and soldiers involved in the operation, but in the end they were still exposed and provoked an ambush by the elites of Dayan.

Luo Lingxiao sighed and said: "The military sage Youyun built the plank road openly and secretly visited Chen Cang. Just for this moment, he was discovered by Da Yan. Doesn't it mean that all the hard work of the Golden Crow Kingdom in the past six months has been wasted."

"That Emperor Dayan is not an ordinary person. Don't treat him with ordinary eyes."

The white-clothed monk Jiang Shan stood beside Wu Xun, clasped his hands and said calmly.

"The Imperial Master is right."

Wu Xun nodded slightly: "Lu Mingyuan is a ruthless character who emerged from the Nine Dragons to seize the throne. He killed the king and became the emperor. No matter whether these nine sons are useless or extraordinary people, this Lu Mingyuan is a character that cannot be underestimated after all."

Luo Lingxiao affirmed this: "Lu Mingyuan is an outstanding figure in this world, and he will definitely not be weaker than any dynasty heir in the current six countries."

Jiang Shandao: "It was Emperor Yong'an's conspiracy to seize the legitimate son in Jiulong. All the legacies of the other eight princes were digested and absorbed by him. I'm afraid the word "outstanding" is no longer enough to describe it, nor can it be expressed with 'not weaker than'. I'm afraid it's still Much better."

Luo Lingxiao thought he had overestimated it, but unexpectedly he underestimated it.

"All legacies."

He whispered: "You are referring to the underground forces of the second prince, the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce of the seventh prince, plus the support of the Confucian Temple, and the followers of the Taoist Alliance."

Jiang Shan nodded and said, "Behind him are people from the three religions."

Wu Xun said meaningfully: "Master Emperor, no matter what, you have helped him, and my father also supports this. It is true that everyone has his own master, but if you speak for him like this, we will be jealous. "

If before, his father supported Jiang Shanyuan to leave Dayan in order to trip up Emperor Yong'an and divide Dayan, then there was no need for it now. However, Jiang Shan's position still favored Lu Mingyuan's side, which surprised him.

Unexpectedly, after Emperor Yong'an fell, Dayan still seemed to be not so easy to deal with.

Jiang Shan smiled warmly: "No matter what, he is also my little junior brother."

This explanation is quite appropriate.

Lu Mingyuan absorbed the relics of the Seventh Patriarch, and to a certain extent, he was a descendant of Buddha.

As a witness, he is more like a protector.

Although his stance was different now, he still hoped that Lu Mingyuan would get better.

After all, Lu Mingyuan is already a complete body. Even without him, he can still roar for nine days.

Now, there is no internal trouble in Great Yan, and the emperor and his ministers are united.

The combined power of the entire Great Flame is definitely not a match for the Golden Crow Kingdom and the Silver Frost Empire. I am afraid that it will take the alliance of the six nations to compete.

"It is a treasonous thing in Buddhism for members of the same sect to fight against each other. Therefore, your highnesses, it is best to discuss the matter in the long term."

Faced with Jiang Shan's reminder, the two heirs of the country thought for a long time.

Luo Lingxiao finally chose to believe in himself.

He said with sharp eyes: "There is no retreat in the way of cultivation. Since I want to lead the Golden Crow to glory, I am destined to fight against the Great Yan. If I cannot get rid of the Great Yan, there will be no way to inherit the destiny."

"Same purpose."

Wu Xun agreed and smiled faintly: "Compared to the Song Dynasty's joint fight against the underworld, this goal is more appropriate."

"You and I both know very well that if Great Yan doesn't die, how can we fight for the destiny? Let's destroy Great Yan first, and then we can all rely on our own abilities."

"That's exactly what it means."

Luo Lingxiao waved his hand and said: "Retreat the troops. We must seek help from the Sui Dynasty and the Dawu Dynasty. Our strength alone may not be enough."

"Can."

After Wu Xun nodded, he immediately retreated, and Jiang Shan followed.

Luo Lingxiao saw them retreat, and an alchemist in black robes appeared behind the curtain.

The face under the black robe was sarcastic.

"It's clear that we have to fight each other in the end, but we say it so righteously. Is this the ambition of a human dynasty? It really deserves its reputation."

Luo Lingxiao ignored the meaning of his words and said calmly:

"As long as we destroy the Great Flame first, can we really get more destiny and luck?"

The black-robed alchemist smiled lightly and said, "Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe in the ancestral god of your Golden Crow Kingdom, Jinwu?"

Luo Lingxiao gave him a cold look: "If the Golden Crow Kingdom was destroyed before the Great Flame, would you be able to laugh?"

"If you put in the effort, you will be rewarded. Even if the final result is unknown, you should know this better than me."

Luo Lingxiao said: "Don't you gods have any other way to help besides this method of instigation?"

"I'm sorry, I want to help you too, but the environment here is really bad. Even if I can help you, I can only use one-tenth of my strength, and I will be supervised by those people in the sky."

The black-robed alchemist spread his hands and said.

"Also, I am not a god. God is great."

"You can call me, messenger of God."

Seven days passed.

Lu Mingyuan's army finally arrived at Jiayuguan.

At this time, he led 200,000 Dayan elites to the border in a mighty manner. In addition, there were hundreds of thousands of troops rushing from all over Dayan.

However, this is not the true strength of the entire Great Yan.

The total strength of the entire Great Yan is millions.

He could mobilize more than half.

Other troops also need to guard the Great Wall in the north and border towns in other places.

Along the way, Lu Mingyuan passed through many states and counties, and saw a lot of Dayan's customs and customs, which was quite emotional.

The people in this land are living seriously.

As an emperor, what he has to do is to protect this peace.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the Kowloon carriage and saw Cihang Fairy Sui Yuqing slowly landing on the ground. She no longer maintained her flying posture, and her face was a little rosy, as if she was drunk, as red as red.

It looks very strange.

"Fairy, are you okay?" Lu Mingyuan shouted with great concern.

After ascending the throne as emperor and breaking through the twelve realms, his name for Sui Yuqing changed.

He no longer addresses himself as "senior", but as "fairy".

It's not that he is arrogant, but that in the cultivation world, seniority is ranked based on strength. As the strength increases, he cannot be called a lifetime senior.

"It's okay."

Sui Yuqing stuttered in reply, speaking intermittently.

"If you are not feeling well, just rest."

Lu Mingyuan advised.

After he finished speaking, he remembered.

These days, it happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

For a moment, he looked strange.

Since she is a witch, what she said must be false, right?