Chapter 142 The death of the emperor, the three-hundred-year promise
"The word Yuhua in my Yuhua Divine Dynasty is precisely because we can use other people's bodies to be reborn and live a second life." "My original plan was to occupy this former Hunyuan Taoist body, wait until my strength reaches the level of heavenly being, and then go back for revenge, but I didn't expect that in the end I would fall into the hands of a boy like you." Yuwen Batian narrated lightly. "What I can also tell you is that this Hunyuan Taoist is the reincarnation of a certain upper realm big shot. This big shot suffered an accident during the calamity and his soul died." "If you master this reincarnation, you might be able to find the true identity of that big shot in the future." As soon as these words came out. Even with Lin Beihe's character, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. Having the same reincarnation as Luo Yaoyao means that the identity of the Hunyuan Dao Body is at least a great emperor. It stands to reason that when such a big shot comes to the lower realm to face the calamity, after his death, his soul will return to his original body. With their souls, there is nothing in the lower realm that can threaten them.
I wonder if this Hunyuan Dao Body is bad luck or something? Directly annihilated. That means. This guy's body on top is in the same state as this body at this time. It belongs to a state where the soul is destroyed but the body is immortal. At the same time, there is also a new doubt. Beihai, who killed Hunyuan Taoist body? Could it be related to the Ancient Demon Realm... Lin Beihe's head was full of thoughts. And during this brief silence, Yuwen Batian's voice continued to sound. "I can make a contract with you. After I go to the upper domain as Lin Qiye, I will do my best to delay time for you, Da Zhou." "what do you mean?" Lin Beihe frowned and looked at Yuwen Batian. "Hey, boy, do you really think that no one can see that you want to imitate the great merchants of the past and become the common master of the world." Yuwen Batian sneered. "Now that my Yuhua Divine Dynasty no longer exists, I am too lazy to compete with you for this power. Now, I just want revenge." A sharp look flashed in Yuwen Batian's eyes: "So, I can give you a chance to help you delay three hundred years!" "How about it? Do you want to cooperate or not? Hesitating. This is not your character, Lin Beihe." Yuwen Batian sneered again and again, seeming to be sure that Lin Beihe had to agree. When Lin Beihe heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly. He really needs time. Let alone three hundred years, even if he is only given one hundred years, he is sure to lead the Great Zhou Dynasty to wipe out the Lower Domain.
"Okay, deal!" Lin Beihe agreed. "Hahaha..." Yuwen Batian raised his head and smiled: "Okay!" Soon, the two reached an agreement and made a vow. "Prince Xiang." Lin Beihe returned to reality. At this moment, all the impulsive Shura tribesmen had calmed down. Everyone returned to Shura City. "What's wrong." Lin Beihe looked at the people gathered together. "We are discussing the action to save King Shura." Cang spoke, and the others nodded in agreement. "Tell me your plan." Lin Beihe sat down. Everyone's plan is to select a team of elites, find a way to sneak into the Celestial Clan, find the location of the dungeon, and rescue King Shura. "We Jiuli people are almost indistinguishable from ordinary Celestials without using the Witch God Statue." "So we plan to take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield, put on Celestial Clan clothes, blend in, and slowly find the location of the dungeon." Ok. Lin Beihe nodded. "But now there is only one problem, and that is the location of the dungeon. It is impossible for us to search every place in the Celestial Clan. This will inevitably arouse the suspicion of other Celestial Clan." Cang continued. After listening to Cang's words, Lin Beihe pondered for a moment and then spoke. "I'll figure this out." …… The next day a fire broke out in the Celestial Tribe. "Something bad happened, King Shura ran away." "A traitor has sneaked in." "Come and put out the fire." The Celestial Race suddenly became chaotic. What, King Shura ran away, how is this possible? The Celestial Clan leader hurriedly walked toward the dungeon where King Shura was imprisoned.
But he didn't notice that there were several figures in the crowd quietly following him. I saw the Celestial Clan leader coming to a hidden room and pressing several mechanisms on the wall. time. The darkroom door opens. He quickly walked into it to check. Seeing King Shura, who was bound by iron chains and in a miserable state, the Celestial Clan leader breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be fake news. wrong. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his expression changed wildly. The moment he turned around. A fist suddenly hit his chest, sending him flying and breaking countless thick stone pillars. puff. Blood sprayed. The Celestial Clan leader's eyes widened, and he looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared with astonishment on his face. He raised his trembling right arm with difficulty and pointed at the visitor: "You, you... are..." But in the end, he couldn't even say a word and fell straight into a pool of blood. "You little bastards from the Celestial Race, don't even think of asking anything from me..." Hearing the footsteps, the tortured King Shura weakly raised his head. "Father." Luo Yaoyao saw King Shura's miserable appearance and couldn't help but pounce on him. Tears burst into her eyes instantly. "Yaoyao, why are you here?" Luo Ye's face was filled with astonishment, and then he looked at Lin Beihe and everyone else. "You are?" Luo Yaoyao wiped away her tears and introduced the Shura King. "Father, these are the benefactors of our Shura clan. It is only thanks to them that our Shura clan has not been destroyed these days." Hearing Luo Yaoyao's introduction, Luo Ye burst into tears of gratitude. Even though he was weak, he bowed deeply to everyone to express his gratitude as soon as he was freed from the restraints. "Everyone, thank you very much." Luo Ye was grateful.
Lin Beihe and others waved their hands. Now that their goal has been achieved, they naturally want to take advantage of the chaos at this time to escape from this place as soon as possible with King Shura. "Hahaha, I knew you would show up here." "No wonder, no wonder, I mean, how could those wastes of the Shura tribe have persisted for so long? They turn out to be our old friends." Lin Qiye's voice came. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, he appeared swaggeringly. Lin Qiye stared at Lin Beihe with a fierce look in his eyes: "I didn't expect it to be you...Lin Beihe." Lin Beihe! ! !
As soon as this name came out, Luo Yaoyao and Luo Ye were both shocked. During this period, Lin Beihe had been hiding his identity and mingled with Cang and other Jiuli troops as an ordinary Jiuli tribesman. Luo Yaoyao didn't know that the man in front of him was Lin Beihe, the famous Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Zhongzhou. (End of this chapter)
