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Volume 1: The Wind Rises from Nine Li Chapter 182: Sutra of Rebirth

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    Chapter 182: Beyond the Ice City, the brutal fighting continues, and the meat grinder on the battlefield is still devouring every living life, regardless of whether it is the enemy or friend.

    There is a heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the entire ice city.

    Shang Zhou had a gloomy face. Listening to the military reports coming from time to time, his fists were clenched tightly, and his gloomy face showed murderous intent, ferocious and terrifying.

    "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Marquis of Zhennan was killed in battle and died for the country"

    "Reporting to Your Majesty, the loyal and brave Marquis was killed in battle and died for the country"

    "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Marquis of Guanxi was killed in battle and died for the country"

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    "Reportreport to Your Majesty thatthe Marquis of Jizhou was killed in battle and died for the country"

    The intelligence officer, who was covered in cold sweat, nervously told the news that had just been delivered. Immediately, he heard a 'click', and then a furious roar sounded in his ears: "Get out!!!"

    Boom¡ª¡ª

    Shang Zhou suddenly stood up, and the strong wind swept around him. Tables, chairs and other utensils were instantly turned into powder.

    The ferocious face flashed with a terrifying aura that made people palpitate. Shang Zhou's eyes were extremely blood-red, looking into the void, and his heart was like a needle pricking with a knife, and blood was dripping from his heart.

    The death of each prince in battle will lead to the collective annihilation of each prince's army.

    The war had only started a short time ago, and the losses were already so great.

    Monks, indeed only monks can resist.

    The strength of the rebels who have cultivated blood nerves is far beyond what ordinary soldiers can resist, not to mention the fact that there are many Shura mixed among them.  The coalition of princes is even more difficult to resist.

    The decline has already been reflected from the beginning, the defeat has been decided, and what is left is just how long the coalition of princes can resist.

    "The land of the lonely king and the people of the lonely king will never be allowed to be trampled by traitors, demons, demons and monsters unless you step on the corpse of the lonely king"

    The low roar sounded like a wounded lone wolf in the desert.  It is ferocious and cruel, but it has a strong sense of sadness.

    Taking a deep breath, Shang Zhou restrained the anger and hatred in his heart.  Taking long strides, he suddenly stepped into the void and arrived at the north of Ice City.

    "Follow me. Kill the enemy!"

    After saying these four simple words, Shang Zhou turned around and left, still walking empty-handedly towards the bloody battlefield outside the city.

    There was calmness on his face.

    There was no greeting, let alone an answer. There was just a majestic evil spirit rising into the sky, accompanied by extremely strong murderous intent, forming a hurricane that surged up, following Shang Zhou.

    "Anyone who offends our great business will be punished no matter how far away!!!"

    In the void, Shang Zhou's luck and mana howled furiously, with a golden light all over his body, like a golden star, roaring out with fierce momentum.  It immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

    "kill!!!"

    When the emperor raised his sword, Shang Zhou was as powerful as a tiger. He took the lead and was the first to rush down.

    As Shang Zhou charged, the hurricane behind him still made no sound, and there was only dead silence.  Except for the "chichi" sound of the knife slashing.

    Boom boom boom¡ª¡ª

    After the golden light of Shang Zhou, thousands of golden lights also rose up, condensed together, and the momentum was majestic and earth-shattering.

    "**Xuan Gong!!!"

    Yuan Hong exclaimed, looking at Shang Zhou and the Wushen Army who were charging into the rebels in astonishment, and was extremely shocked.

    Yuan Hong had naturally known about Shang Zhou's practice of the Mysterious Gong for a long time, but the Wu Shenjun also practiced the Mysterious Gong. This was something Yuan Hong had never noticed.

    Just when Yuan Hong was shocked and stunned, the surviving princes and the coalition of princes were boiling.

    The imperial commander's personal expedition also greatly boosted morale. Although they have encountered an enemy that is simply irresistible so far, the morale of the allied forces of the princes is still not low. They hold on to their flesh and blood and resist to the death.

    Because they know that behind them is their king, and behind the king are their brothers, parents, women, children

    "Anyone who offends our great merchants will be punished no matter how far away!!!"

    ¡°Brothers, kill such a son of a bitch!!!¡±

    "Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"

    ?¡­

    At this moment, the coalition of princes was completely boiling, without panic or fear.

    Even Shang Zhou, the leader of a country, has already entered the enemy group, so what do I and others have to fear?

    The soaring morale immediately swept across the entire army. From the princes to the soldiers, everyone put aside life and death and launched a vigorous and deadly battle with the enemy.

    There were those who rolled down the city wall with the enemy in their arms,Some bite off one of the enemy's ears before dying, some pull the enemy with them to self-destruct, and some still hold onto the enemy's legs and won't let go after death

    Everywhere on the battlefield was extremely tragic. The coalition forces of the princes fought with their flesh and blood against the rebels and Shura who were far beyond their own strength.

    ¡°Fight!!!¡±

    Yuan Hong has the highest cultivation level and has always been the calmest.

    But at this moment, Yuan Hong¡¯s blood boiled and he was completely shocked.

    "Ants, so what about ants! Even ants can shake the sky!"

    Yuan Hong finally understood the words he heard in Feilian Kong. It was not that ants could surpass the sky, but that ants could also do things that would make the sky tremble.

    The iron rod danced out, and Yuan Hong revealed his true form as a thong-armed ape. He found the opponent's Golden Immortal Shura and fought to the death!

    "Hahahahahahow can the people of the lonely king allow you to blaspheme!"

    Waving the Emperor's Sword in his hand, Shang Zhou cut off the head of a Shura with one sword. He couldn't help laughing wildly, but two lines of blood and tears shed from his eyes.

    There was a ferocious look in his crazy eyes. The next moment, Shang Zhou stopped laughing wildly and howled several times. Then his body was full of Xuan Gong, and his face showed a look of compassion, and he chanted Sanskrit sounds one after another.  He kept spitting out from his mouth.

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    The next moment Shang Zhou recited the Sanskrit sounds, a thousand shaman army also recited the same Sanskrit sounds as Shang Zhou at the same time.

    In an instant, the sound of Sanskrit sounds carried by everyone's magic power spread in all directions, and the golden light swept out like waves and poured into every darkness.

    One by one, I don¡¯t know what the so-called Sanskrit sounds are, but they carry a mysterious power that shakes the mind. Under the illumination of the golden light, the souls of the princes and coalition forces who died in battle emerged in the golden light, dissipating the bloody evil spirit that wrapped around their bodies.  , becoming light and comfortable.

    The army souls looked gratefully at Shang Zhou, who was still fighting hard in the crowd, with blood and tears in his eyes, and then, guided by the six paths of reincarnation, they looked towards the Nine Nether Underworld.

    "Your Majesty, God bless the great merchant!!!"

    There were cries and prayers in Jiuyou Underworld, but the battlefield outside the Ice City was still tragic.

    The Witch God Army and Shang Zhou were like the mainstay, resisting the enemy's army, and like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into the enemy's heart.

    And the Sanskrit sounds of the "Purana Sutra" given to Shang Zhou and the Wushen Army by Feilian before he left were the gospel of countless soldiers who died on the battlefield, which enabled them to get rid of the fetters of the Netherworld and Blood Sea Formation, and their souls were clear and light, and they went home safely.  The Jiuyou underworld has gone.

    "It's just that when the Purana Sutra comes out, some people will be happy and some will be sad.  (To be continued.!~!

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