Eons Venerable Lord

C562 The Opening of the War(2)



C562 The Opening of the War(2)

1And just like that, a mighty army of five million marched out of Potota City.    3

    

Strangely enough, they had traveled several tens of thousands of miles, but they did not encounter any obstructions along the way.    

    

There must be a reason for something unusual to happen, but they did not dare to slack off at all.    

    

Finally, three days later, when they arrived a thousand miles away from the Tower City, they encountered an obstruction.    

    

Similarly, the five million strong army gathered together in a grandiose manner. The soaring Iron-Blood Qi seemed to have transformed into a dense fog that spiraled in the sky, carrying a fierce killing intent.    

    

At the front, a middle-aged man with a dignified face stood with his head held high. His body was like a javelin, giving people a sense of reverence.    

    

This man was Pagoda-holding King, and behind him were the seventeen Sovereign Kings and the Sovereign King. All of them had cold expressions on their faces.    

    

"Sovereign King Mingkong, what a surprise. The civil war in the Pagoda-Bearing Region has involved you as well!" Pagoda-holding King shouted coldly.    

    

The first thing he saw was only Mingkong, because he thought that only Mingkong was qualified to fight him.    

    

"Hehe, Pagoda-holding King, you have gone against your own will, and even more so, you have deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors. For someone like you, everyone has the right to punish you!" Mingkong shouted coldly.    

    

"Hahaha, what a great traitor! You have betrayed your master and killed your ancestors! Mingkong, your supervisor is really generous!"    

    

Pagoda-holding King laughed coldly, "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Strength is everything. What's the point of you talking about these things?"    

    

"Hehe, what's the point? You know better than me!" Mingkong said.    

    

Pagoda-holding King smiled disdainfully and looked at Ling Feng, who was standing next to Mingkong. His eyes narrowed, "You are Ling Feng, right? To have such achievements at such a young age, you are indeed a heaven warping genius. However, since you are not useful to me, I can only make you disappear! "    

    

"You sure have a lot of nonsense to say. Stop being long-winded, let's fight!"    

    

Ling Feng spoke coldly. He took a step forward and a powerful Qi suddenly erupted from his body. He rose into the air. At the same time, the five million soldiers behind him split into 1.5 million soldiers. At the same time, they changed their formation.    

    

"Form the formation!"    

    

Ling Feng shouted and quickly formed seals with his hands. Immediately, the sky above the 1.5 million strong army was filled with the strong power of Asura. Mist surrounded the army, bringing with it a ferocious and powerful aura.    

    

"You're actually a Combat Array Master!"    

    

Pagoda-holding King was also surprised. Ling Feng was 17 or 18 years old. Not only was his strength outstanding, he was also a king, and he also had extreme leadership talent. The army that could unify King Houlin's territory in a short period of time had also gathered a million soldiers. He had also pulled Mingkong into the war chariot. He was truly brilliant.    

    

At the same time, Ling Feng was actually a Combat Array Master, and he could even control a million and five hundred thousand troops. This ability was enough to be considered as a high-level Combat Array Master.    

    

At that time, there were only such talents. He did not doubt that if Ling Feng was given another few decades, or even a dozen years, he would definitely surpass him.    

    

"It's a pity that such a talent can't be loyal to me!" Pagoda-holding King sighed softly in his heart. His expression immediately turned cold. Just as he had said, since it could not be used by him, he could only make it disappear.    

    

"The seventeen Sovereign Kings, hear my order!"    

    

"Your humble servant is here!"    

    

... "Form up the formation!"    

    

Following Pagoda-holding King's command, seventeen figures rose into the air. At the same time, the three million strong army under the control of seventeen people began to form the formation. Very quickly, a strange pattern was formed.    

    

Two streams of Asura Power illuminated each other from afar, but they also intimidated each other and devoured each other. However, it was obvious that Ling Feng's side was weaker. After all, he only had 1.5 million troops, which was less than half of the enemy's army.    

    

"Hahaha! A brat who is still wet behind the ears actually dares to dream of fighting Pagoda-holding King. This is simply wishful thinking!"    

    

One of the Sovereign Kings laughed loudly.    

    

"Hahaha, let's just get the hell out of here and drink our milk!"    

    

"Haha, that's right. Otherwise, we won't have the chance to eat it later on!"    

    

The other Sovereign Kings were laughing at Ling Feng as well, totally dismissive of him.    

    

However, Ling Feng didn't pay any attention to their laughter. As long as he had sufficient strength, everything wouldn't be a problem.    

    

Although Pagoda-holding King had a look of disdain on his face, his heart was somewhat heavy. He, the seventeen Sovereign Kings, had been selected by thousands of people, and each of them was an outstanding battle array master. Only an outstanding battle array master had the qualifications to lead an area.    

    

However, although Ling Feng's aura seemed to be at a disadvantage, his confidence was something that no Sovereign King could compare with.    

    

He could even feel that Ling Feng was merely an early stage Sovereign King.    

    

Ling Feng suddenly formed a seal with both of his hands and shouted, "Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul, appear!"    

    

Roar!    

    

Following his shout, a loud roar echoed across the sky. It shook the heavens and the earth until it trembled. Following which, a ten thousand feet large black flood dragon soared into the sky. It circled in the air, its ferocious face was terrifying. At the same time, it emitted a powerful aura.    

    

"Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul? This..."    

    

Pagoda-holding King's facial expression changed. He kept glancing at the army behind Ling Feng until he saw an old man. Wasn't that the old monarch, Tamu?    

    

"Is he still alive?"    

    

Pagoda-holding King thought of Pagoda-holding King the moment he saw the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul. This was the unique combat soul of Pagoda-holding King. Back then, he wanted to learn this battle soul, but Pagoda-holding King refused to teach him even if he died. He said that his character was a bit violent and unsuitable for this combat soul.    

    

However, he knew that the Black Flood Dragon Battle Soul was a top grade Combat Soul technique. If he learned it, it would be enough to sweep away everything.    

    

It was precisely because of this barrier that he had the urge to kill Pagoda-holding King.    

    

This was also the reason why everything that happened in the future was known as deceiving one's master and destroying one's ancestors.    

    


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