Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 52 The sky is broken

"It's two lucky ones again." Zhang Jiao looked disdainful. The two Xiahou brothers were inferior to Zhang Fei and Sun Jian, and they couldn't even break through the inner qi of his body protection.

Again, if he hadn't been preparing a big move, he would have killed Brother Xiahou easily.

The only thing worthy of his serious attention was Guan Yu's power-packed blow, but Guan Yu's blood was soaring, and it was estimated that he would not be able to take a shot in a short period of time.

"Writing to carry the Tao"

Lu Zhi, who appeared out of nowhere, waved his brush and drew animals in the air with splendid manners, attacking Zhang Jiao.

The ink beast fluttered its teeth and danced its claws, and bursts of beast roars echoed on the battlefield, completely ignoring the ubiquitous coercion, and went straight to Zhang Jiao.

"The Art of Peace"

Zhang Jiao threw "Taiping Yaoshu" with his backhand, and the rumored fairy book turned into a mysterious yellow dragon.

However, with the active integration of the dragon shadow on the altar, Shenlong made a long dragon roar, and the original image of Shenjun became nondescript. It is actually more like a dragon.

"Zhang Jiao is going to work hard, he even used the National Games!" Guo Hao and others who were farther away were under a lot of pressure, but at least they acted as usual. Naturally, they could clearly see the changes in Shenlong.

Since the differentiation of the scarlet dragon shadows, everyone present has learned about the existence of the national fortune through various means, and naturally at a glance it can be seen that Zhang Jiao used the yellow turban for the national fortune.

"What kind of national destiny is nothing more than the sorcery of the Yellow Turbans!" Huangfu Song couldn't help turning back and scolding, listening to the chattering discussions behind him.

Huangfu Song knew psychologically that it was indeed the national luck, but he did not agree.

Although all savvy people know that Zhang Jiao uses National Fortune, as long as Zhang Jiao is slaughtered today and it is said that it is a sorcery, it is a sorcery.

"It's just mere sorcery, how can you look like this." Huangfu Song looked unhappy, and the few people behind him were speechless.

The black and yellow dragon in the air looks ugly, but its combat power is not low at all. The yellow dragon is entrenched in the sky above the giant deer, and Lu Zhi's ink beast cannot break through the defense line of the yellow dragon at all.

Zhu Jun also rushed to the battlefield, and with his arrival marked the annihilation of the Yellow Turbans on the battlefield.

Sure enough, Zhang Jiao showed sadness, and in his perception, the breath of Bo Cai and Zhang Mancheng completely disappeared.

A stack of yellow talismans appeared around Zhang Jiao, and then the black clouds above were frantic, and Zhang Jiao's big move finally ended.

Zhang Jiao shouted loudly: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky stands!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Zhang Jiao's shout seemed to anger the sky, and the thunder exploded in an instant, silver snakes danced wildly, and tens of thousands of thunders slashed down, but they were all blocked by the dragons entrenched in the air.

"Do it!" Huangfu Song couldn't see what Zhang Jiao was doing, but his talent madly reminded him that there would be a big crisis next, and the source of the crisis was Zhang Jiao.

Lu Zhi's ink poured out and formed a black dragon. Zhu Jun backhanded the human spirit of the army and blessed it on the black dragon. The two together had a wonderful reaction, and the black dragon was as vivid as a yellow dragon.

However, before Mo Long could show his power, his huge body was like Huanglong, and he became the target of Tianlei.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Another burst of thunder fell, Mo Long was smashed by the thunder after only a few seconds, and the aftermath of Tianlei fell in the city, with potholes and scorched dents everywhere.

Huangfu Song forcibly extracted the humane spirit of all the soldiers of the Han army, and slashed out a blade of light, pointing straight at Zhang Jiao.

With just one blow, all the soldiers in the Han army were visibly sluggish, as if their bodies had been hollowed out.

If the Yellow Turbans hadn't been defeated, it would not be a problem for the strength of the Han soldiers to be reduced by [-]% with Huangfu Song's hand.

Huangfu Song's attack of tens of thousands of elite soldiers was a devastating blow, and the protection around Zhang Jiao was evaporated before he could actually touch the light blade.

"It's now!" Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed, he pretended to wait for a long time, and what he wanted was Huangfu Song's devastating blow.

Zhang Jiao relaxed his body, his body was evaporated directly by the light blade, then Zhang Jiao's soul came out of his body, and the altar under him shattered into the true face of the formation.

Huangfu Song's attack twisted and disappeared, and then suddenly appeared in the sky, hitting the thundercloud.

"It's not enough!" Zhang Jiao's brows clenched, and he stretched out his hand to grasp it. The yellow dragon that was about to shatter in the air turned into a streamer and merged into the blade of light.

At the moment when the light blade touched the thundercloud, the sky cracked like glass in strips of lines at this moment, and then shattered in bursts of "click, click" sounds.

"It's not enough, it's not enough" Zhang Jiao was like a madman, his eyes were red, he could feel it was a little bit worse, although the light blade destroyed the world, it was still a little short of his goal.

Zhang Jiao began to burn himself, burning everything in himself, his luck, inner qi, treasures, and even his own soul.

Since there is no hope of overthrowing the Han Dynasty, then end the sky and let Huang Tian come into the world.

Finally...the sky is broken.

A big hole shattered in the sky, and countless things like balls of light emerged after the big hole. On the ball of light, there were images of all beings in the world.

Han Jun, who was exhausted of his physical strength, could only watch the changes in the sky helplessly. His eyes were stunned by the shocking movement, and the vast sky was shattered.

Five chains engraved with mysterious runes appeared out of thin air, as if they were tightly bound to the world. The five chains tightly locked the big hole, and the big hole in the air gradually became smaller.

"Sure enough! Sure enough! Heaven's way is not benevolent, it suppresses all beings, and breaks it for me!"

With Zhang Jiao's hysterical roar, time was like turning back the clock, and the destructive blade of light reappeared, roaring towards the chain.

The light blade collided with the chains, and one of the chains broke directly, but no matter how hard the light blade tried, it couldn't get close to the second chain, as if a heavy punch was thrown in the air and it was useless.

Zhang Jiao's eyes widened in anger, staring at the sky, but after all, he had no choice but to burn slowly in the wind, just like burning paper.

Zhang Jiao's spirit gradually became illusory and transparent in the air, leaving only Zhang Jiao whispering unwillingly in the air.

"Changtian is dead, Huang Tian is standing... Does Huang Tian really exist?"

However, right at this moment, the heaven and earth essence began to turmoil directly. The heaven and earth seemed to be restrained by contact, and the lifeless essence of heaven and earth began to become extremely active, and even the human spirit, which had always been the suppressor of heaven and earth, began to churn.

Zhang Jiao's originally illusory body was suddenly nailed to the same place, and he couldn't help showing a happy smile as he drove the world that was beginning to change.

"Huang Tian... So this is Huang Tian!"

Zhang Jiao, who understood everything clearly, no longer complained about the world, but instead revealed a sacred color.

(End of this chapter)