It was so quiet between heaven and earth. The people around were all stunned, dumbfounded. They didn't understand why Lin Zixuan stood motionless and stopped breathing while standing next to the dragon's horn.
There were two hundred people, including two centurions, but only Zhou Feng clearly understood the situation Lin Zixuan was in.
There was cold sweat on his forehead. Back then, he did not stand as long as the latter. It seemed that when the spirit of the dragon invaded the sea of consciousness, it blasted him to the point where his mind was roaring, his consciousness was unclear, and he was stumbling. After staggering to the ground, he retreated dozens of steps.
"Could this kid really be able to compete with him?" Zhou Feng guessed, feeling uneasy.
After thinking about it, he ruled out this possibility. He was a descendant of the King of Spirits. He had part of the dragon's bloodline and inherited talent. How powerful! Just the roar from others can make the mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, and even the sky tremble!
Even if this kid has extraordinary means, it is impossible to defeat the dragon spirit. When facing it, everyone will have endless fear and involuntarily surrender at its feet, because this feeling is innate and rooted in human beings. The blood of the race runs deep.
Of course, this is not absolute. Ten years ago, that man was a legend in the military camp and a myth among the soldiers. At that time, he was glorious and admired by thousands of people; now, he is victorious in every battle and invincible.
Zhou Feng quickly gave up this idea and compared Lin Zixuan with that man, the former was not worthy at all!
In Lin Zixuan's sea of consciousness, a black giant sword stood in the sky, and the suction force greedily sucked the dragon spirit essence. In just a moment, all the essence was sucked out, and the suction force returned to the black and white blood species, and they returned to peace.
Lin Zixuan was a little shocked. The Blood Spirit Dark Demon still seemed to be inextricably linked to the black and white blood race. Moreover, as long as the latter was touched, the former would be the first to stand up and kill him, like a loyal guard.
Lin Zixuan even had a terrible guess. If he angered the black and white blood race, the dark demon would still kill him!
"I'll have to find a chance to figure out what this obscure thing is in the future!" Lin Zixuan made a decision in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at everyone.
In an instant, the dragon's horn blew on its own and strangely, the sixth, seventh, and eighth blasts in succession. The sound was melodious and high-pitched, sonorous and flapping, earth-shaking, and resounded throughout the sky!
The people around him were stunned, staring at that figure, their hearts trembling violently, their faces twitching, and even their clenched fists were trembling at this moment!
Chen Huan, on the other hand, smiled bitterly, his heart trembling as if it was being beaten violently with a drumstick!
After a while, he swallowed his tongue helplessly and said something.
"I'll go, you pervert!"
Zhou Feng's breathing was even more disordered, and there was strong jealousy in his eyes. All the sense of superiority in his heart disappeared at this moment. He even felt a sense of awe and admiration from the bottom of his heart when facing that figure. , just like when facing that person back then, the feeling was exactly the same.
"Maybe I'm blind!" All Zhou Feng's unhappiness at this moment has disappeared without a trace. He is a centurion, responsible, pursuing, and full of emotions, but he can also afford it and let it go.
At this moment, the city of Tianlan fell into a dead silence when the bells sounded. After the dead silence, an unprecedented uproar and exclamations broke out.
Ten years ago, they were oppressed by the Haoyue Empire. That man stood out from the vast crowd and became the belief in their hearts, the God of War who cannot be blasphemed!
Ten years later, the same miracle happened again. Perhaps, this will be an opportunity for them to start a comprehensive counterattack.
On the tower, the middle-aged man's face also showed unprecedented solemnity. A subtle light appeared in his eyes. It was at this moment that the slightly hunched back became extremely erect.
This is a dawn that suddenly appears in the military camp, coming with hope and leaving for victory!
In the white tent, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and then he became extremely excited. He looked at the handsome man in front of him and was speechless.
The latter just nodded slightly and said, "I'll go take a look!"
Then his figure flashed and disappeared.
On the mountain peak, Lin Zixuan looked at Chen Huan and said, "Is that enough?"
This question shocked the latter, and he answered tremblingly: "Nine is the ultimate number, and the trumpet blows nine times, which symbolizes the prosperity and eternity of the empire. Only when it blows nine times is it complete!"
Lin Zixuan nodded. He looked at Zhou Feng and saw that the latter had a great change in his view of him. What was on his face was just respect and respect.
He added: "In the past hundred years, no one has blown the nine blasts. If you complete it, you will be the first person in the history of the military."
Lin Zixuan turned his head. He did not feel disgusted with Zhou Feng, and he had no desire for revenge. He was just displeased with his words and actions.
"Will he forgive me?" Zhou Feng asked himself, and he regretted that he had offended a person with the qualifications of a truly strong man.
When the weak face the strong, all contradictions will disappear, just because of the deep feeling of powerlessness born in the heart.
Lin Zixuan checked the changes in his body. After being baptized by Longwei, his strength also improved to the middle stage of the fourth level of blood spirit realm. This was an unexpected surprise.
"Let's do it all at once!" This idea came to his mind. Of course, he couldn't give up this kind of opportunity, even if he couldn't do it.
Lin Zixuan took a step forward, grabbed the horn, and blew hard.
At the same time, the figure sitting on the golden dragon throne in the imperial palace thousands of miles away suddenly opened his eyes.
That gaze had the aura of looking down at the world and all living beings, as if wherever he stood, there was a kingdom of heaven.
"Interesting, first there was someone who rebelled against the will of heaven, and then someone destroyed the dragon true spirit that I left behind, triggering my emperor's will. It seems that in the next Cangzhou event, my Sunset Empire will no longer be alone!"
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While holding the horn, Lin Zixuan felt that his whole body's spiritual energy was blocked, and even the space he was in was completely frozen.
An incomparably terrifying golden light enveloped him from head to toe and all over his body, like a divine flower, soaring upwards.
"boom!"
Lin Zixuan's mind trembled violently, and the bright golden light shone everywhere in his sea of consciousness, making his whole body bright, like a halo, reflecting on the back of his head.
The people around him looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, causing strong speculation in their hearts.
"Is this Lin Zixuan the reincarnation of a god?"
And in his sea of consciousness, a tall and majestic figure like a god condensed in an instant. He was surrounded by the emperor's will, and contained within it as powerful a force as a mountain.
He is suspended in the air, giving people the impression that he is unattainable and exhilarating!
