Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 500 Another Tribulation Descends
Watching the surroundings carefully, under the catastrophe, who dares to stand up, even if Zhao Wen has already survived the catastrophe, he would not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The most important thing now is to find out this robber.

If Heavenly Tribulation were to fall in the army, he would be fine, but for the army, it would definitely be a disaster.

The general of the Great Qin Army was even more furious, his eyes wide open and he scanned his surroundings.

They have all read the cultivation classics, so they don't know what the catastrophe is, not to mention that many of these generals have seen His Majesty cross the catastrophe with their own eyes.

The catastrophe descended and corrupted thousands of miles.

Now that there is a great war, if the catastrophe falls and the army suffers heavy losses, how will they face trillions of new world monsters.

"Your Majesty, the servant's Ten Thousand Soul Banner has just forcibly absorbed the soul of the wilderness, and it can't be suppressed!"

The sound of crying came from the edge of the city wall, and a court lady held a black banner in both hands and said tremblingly.

The color of the black flag was so black that it seemed to swallow even the light, and one could vaguely see countless souls biting and devouring it. At this moment, the souls in the entire wasteland were flowing towards the black flag.

Originally, a million was a magic weapon level, but now, hundreds of thousands of souls can be added every second. Before the magic weapon transforms, the absorption power does not increase much, but the power of the catastrophe will increase greatly.

"I said a long time ago that if a million souls devour a million souls, there will be a catastrophe. How can this banner grow to such a state!"

The Wanhun Banner emitted black air like a huge octopus, sweeping towards the surroundings.

A blood-red karma wandered in the soul of the goddess of the palace. This was because the goblins were creatures from another world, and there was a war, and some of the souls were not killed by themselves.

Otherwise, if a ten thousand soul banner is made, the soul of this court lady can be dyed blood red by karma.

Raising his hand a little, he sent the black banner to the center of the wilderness.

The entire wasteland is thousands of miles in size, and the catastrophe will never spread to the city wall.

Looking up at the sky, it was different from the thunderclouds that took a long time to gather when I was crossing the catastrophe. In just a short while, huge dark clouds completely covered half of the wasteland.

The goblins in the wasteland screamed in panic one by one, and they couldn't understand why the sky suddenly became like this.

"But I didn't expect to have such a harvest before leaving!"

Zhao Wen doesn't know if this Ten Thousand Soul Banner can survive the catastrophe, but he can be sure that after this catastrophe, the goblins in the wasteland will be wiped out by the catastrophe.

For the Great Qin World, this is another wave of nutrients added.

"Buzz!"

There was a sound of vibration in the air, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, slamming heavily in the middle of the wasteland, and spreading in all directions.

In the middle of the wilderness, all the goblins within a hundred miles instantly gasified in the thunder.

The originally crowded wasteland suddenly became empty in the center.

Countless goblins screamed in horror and kept pushing back.

But then, sharp-eyed people discovered that in the center of the disappearance of countless goblins, there was a flash of thunder on a black banner.

"Baby, this is definitely a baby!"

This is the first reaction of all goblins.

Without any hesitation, the goblin who saw it immediately ran in the direction of Hei Ban with all his might.

The treasures that appear after such a thunderstorm are definitely the most treasures in the world, and such treasures must be grabbed.

For a moment, the goblin frantically ran towards the direction of the black flag, and even desperately attacked the goblin running in front of him.

After just a few breaths, the center of the wilderness was crowded with goblins attacking everywhere, but the edge became empty.

All the goblins are desperately biting and attacking all the same kind around them, which is a hundred times more crazy than the attacks of the previous days.

No goblin wanted to give up the treasure that appeared after such a huge thunderstorm.

"boom!"

Another thunderbolt fell from the sky, and after landing on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it spread in all directions.

The Goblin who had just squeezed past and completely occupied the center of the wasteland gasified in an instant, and the center of the wasteland became empty again.

Through the core of the world, Zhao Wen can clearly sense that the runes of the law of thunder in the fetal membrane of the world are constantly improving.

The catastrophe that I have crossed is the catastrophe of the monks, but the catastrophe that Wanhun has crossed is the catastrophe of the magic weapon.

Not to mention that I have a pure yang energy, but the Wanhun Banner is a magic weapon of the most yin and evil. The two are two extremes, and the attributes of Thunder are naturally completely different.

In addition to the law of thunder, the prototype of an extremely strange but most yin law also began to appear in the placenta of heaven and earth.

"Pity!"

Looking at the Wanhun Banner that was continuously vaporizing in the thunder, the color was much dimmer than before.

Although Zhao Wen really wanted to take shape of this extreme yin law, he knew that it was almost impossible.

The maid who made the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was too weak, and all the souls were not purified.

He also has no magic weapon to help Wanhun Banner block the Heavenly Tribulation, this newly formed magic weapon is destined to be destroyed under the Heavenly Tribulation.

"If there is no one to help stop the catastrophe, there will be no chance of the evil magic weapon surviving the catastrophe, and it will corrupt all the living things around. Wang Shoufu can remember this point!" Zhao Wen whispered as if talking to himself With a sound.

Wang Jian and several lieutenants looked down at the goblin who had been gasified for hundreds of miles in the thunder, and their eyes lit up.

They remembered that a total of nearly a thousand people refined the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Bloodthirsty Bead.

Looking at nearly a thousand court ladies standing on the edge of the city wall, Wang Jian had already decided in his heart that when His Majesty left, he would immediately protect these people.

Wait until the goblins in the wasteland are crowded and send one over. Under such thunder, as many people will die, this is simply a top killer!
Even if only a few hundred million are blown away at one time, it will be hundreds of billions if it is bombed nearly a thousand times.

Even if there are trillions of creatures in the new world, more than half of them can be blasted away.

Although the remaining half is still far beyond the limit that Daqin can deal with, being surrounded by the city walls left by His Majesty gave him the hope of Daqin's victory in this battle.

"Boom!" The third thunderbolt fell. The power of the thunder was naturally far inferior to that of the catastrophe he had overcome, but the speed of its fall was far faster than when he had overcome the catastrophe.

This is because the world of Daqin is now full of aura, and the goblin who was killed by the thunderbolt also provided the most powerful support for Jieyun in the sky.

When Zhao Wen crossed the catastrophe, Tianlei absorbed all the energy of heaven and earth in the entire Daqin world, absorbing all the half-transformed heaven and earth energy in the void, and filled the Daqin world with the chaotic energy in countless voids, and it was only then that nine catastrophes fell.

But now, after Goblin's death, the huge aura of heaven and earth swept into the thunder, stirred in the dark clouds, and turned into lightning and fell from the sky.

Originally, it only spread to a radius of hundreds of miles, but it was only the third thunderbolt, and the center of the wasteland was covered with thunderbolts for thousands of miles.

Countless goblins wailed amidst the thunder, and screams resounded through the sky.

There were only three thunderbolts, and the Wanhun Banner, which was so black that even light could be absorbed into it, had become dilapidated.

A mouthful of blood was spat out from the mouth of the palace maid, and the primordial spirit in the Zifu had already collapsed.

Standing at the city wall, the whole person is already crumbling!
(End of this chapter)