The Lord’s Empire Chapter 1712: Thirty Four
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The fox man also responded with a smile, "I think it is the same. We don’t have to worry too much, and we don’t have to be too disappointed. We have been waiting for the 23 statues to move. People, but have not appeared yet, as long as the secret realm is not closed, there is still a hint of possibility that the prediction will come true."
Hearing this, everyone thought about it, and everyone felt a little better, and almost forgot the hidden terrible figure. He is also the one who is very hopeful to pull out the the Sword of Myriad Kings. Maybe he is the prophet.
The gaze of the audience is now focused on Zhao Fu's body, but it is not how Zhao Fu draws his sword, but how Zhao Fu makes a fool of himself and finds his own death.
Zhao Fu's expression did not change, and he walked slowly towards the Sword of Myriad Kings with a sense of indifference.
Everyone saw Zhao Fu approaching the Sword of Myriad Kings little by little, and their hearts became tense. They waited for the Sword of Myriad Kings to burst out a terrorist force, repelled, and even killed Zhao Fu's.
Zhao Fu walked forward step by step, and finally stepped into the scope of the Sword of Myriad Kings.
"Boom!"
A roar sounded, a huge momentum erupted, and a three-meter-high gold flame ignited from the Sword of Myriad Kings, setting off a powerful storm and spreading around.
Everyone smiled, and some even yelled and told him not to go. Now that it’s alright, it has caused such a big reaction from the Sword of Myriad Kings. Next, he will not be as simple as making a fool of himself, and he may have life. Danger.
Some Tianjiao who are standing around are also vigilant and cautious, lest the the Sword of Myriad Kings outbreak of terrorist power spreads to them.
This is the Sword of Myriad Kings, the holy artifact of the entire alien race, and it is also the most terrifying thing. They dare not look down on it a little, because they may die because of it.
Zhao Fu didn't care about the horrible fluctuations of the Sword of Myriad Kings. He lifted his footsteps and continued to move forward. At a moment, everyone felt tight and couldn't help backing back, as if they had already seen the terrifying sword power of the Sword of Myriad Kings burst out in the next moment.
But everything was beyond everyone's expectations. Zhao Fu stepped forward and nothing happened. This made countless people look stunned. They hadn't understood what's the matter, clearly the Sword of Myriad Kings broke out such a strong fluctuation, why didn't they attack Zhao Fu?
Zhao Fu didn't care about everyone's gaze, and stepped forward step by step, came to the side of the Sword of Myriad Kings, and stretched out a hand to hold the hilt.
There was an uproar around and in the stands. Countless people stared at the scene before them. Not only did Zhao Fu not get attacked, but he could touch the Sword of Myriad Kings. Is this what's the matter?
As soon as Zhao Fu touched the body of the sword, he felt a little familiar. Isn't this the power that guided him to challenge the ten arrogances?
Now that he personally holds the sword, Zhao Fu can feel the horrific power of the sword, his expression is serious, and he stands in front of the sword, holding the sword in both hands, closing his eyes, and exhaling gently.
Everyone looked at him with a shocked look, and thought, "He doesn't want to draw a sword too? But how can a ghost clan pull out the holy sword of a foreign race, it's not right that the Sword of Myriad Kings let him touch it as a Miracle."
Now everyone's brains have been confused, and they don't know why, why Zhao Fu, a ghost clan, stepped forward. the Sword of Myriad Kings didn't repel Zhao Fu, as if he was still drawing his sword, but he is not an alien!
A lightly exhaled breath, Zhao Fu opened his eyes once, a divine light flashed, a transcendent aura spread out, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and he pulled it up.
"Qiang!"
A huge sword sound rang, and a huge storm of sword aura spread out and attacked all around.
Countless people looked astonished, and never thought that the Sword of Myriad Kings was actually pulled out by that person by an inch. This inch is a bit more than the previous son, indicating that this person may have more potential than the son, or Is more powerful.
At this moment, Zhao Fu also felt the terrible falling power of the sword. He held the hilt tightly with both hands, and he might fall back to the ground if he was not careful.
"Boom!"
Zhao Fu didn't cover it up, and burst out the power of the saint's bloodline with all his strength, a huge black flame ignited from Zhao Fu's body, with a power that transcended everything and surpassed the emperor.
The blood-haired boy standing aside, a pair of eyes looked at Zhao Fu with some surprise, and found that the Zhao Fu's saint aura is really stronger than him. Who is the sacred person in front of him?
"Qiang!"
Swords rang again and again, and a larger storm of sword aura spread and attacked all around.
The sword was pulled out a little more than an inch, and it was still a little more than two inches away. Everyone looked at Zhao Fu with an incredulous expression. Could it be that the ghost person in front of him can really pull out the foreign the Sword of Myriad Kings?
At this time, Zhao Fu felt the immense falling power of the the Sword of Myriad Kings. If he didn’t try his best to hold the sword with both hands, the sword might fall back, and at this time he had to pull the sword out a bit and become Very difficult.
"Ah!"
Zhao Fu held the sword in both hands, roared loudly, and burst out a terrifying aura. The totem power in the body was automatically activated, Zhao Fu's back exuded countless colors of light, and thirty-four kinds of alien aura surged. Came out.
Whhhhhh...
Thirty-four rays of different colors are shot out from the back. These thirty-four stream of light shoot into the sky and turn into figures of thirty-four races, including dragons, squirrels, lions, giants, cats, Kobold, Elf...
The thirty-four figures represent thirty-four big clans, standing in the sky, forming a circle, with Zhao Fu at the center.
This scene is even more shocking to countless people. Why does that person have so much totem power? There is not yet the breath of thirty-four races, and why the light emitted will form thirty-four races Silhouette.
Everyone didn't understand all of them, and their minds went blank.
At this moment, Zhao Fu roared, while holding the sword tightly with both hands, holding the sword with all his strength and pulling it up.
The thirty-four figures standing in the sky burst out with a powerful aura, and their bodies radiated a variety of lights.
"Qiang!"
A sword rang, cracked the stone and pierced the gold, resounding between the heavens and the earth, countless golden sword lights shot out, a terrifying golden sword energy storm, with terrifying power, attacked all around, countless people Straight back in panic.
What’s even more unbelievable is that the ghost guy actually pulled out the Sword of Myriad Kings. The prophecy of the first generation of the King of Myriad Kings is really realized today, and the impossible the Sword of Myriad Kings is now actually pulled out. People pull out.
The person in front of me is the person who prophesied, the future the King of Myriad Kings, the most noble person of the alien race, and the leader of the entire alien race, the person who led countless alien races to glory.