——So, Ying Zheng finally merged with Zhulong. Although the purity of the king's blood was not completely integrated due to the difference in purity of the king's blood, the two life wills still exist in the fusion consciousness opposite, at least, Ying Zheng and Zhulong survived and achieved symbiosis of the same body.

The only problem left is the mutual struggle between the wills between them, to see who can seize control of the combined life. There is no doubt that this will be a constantly changing contradictory process. Before achieving a true fusion and sharing, Ying Zheng's will and Zhulong's will will constantly exchange the identities of the master and the guest, and take turns to control the life after the combined life.

What is certain at present is that during the long process of arriving from the black ground to Qianjiangling, the control of the combined life has been firmly held in Zhulong's hands. But at this moment, what is dominated by the huge body of the thousand-meter golden red is obviously Ying Zheng's will!

"Ying Zheng..." Xiang Yu's light seemed to growl in his mouth. He raised his face, and his platinum pupils faced the huge figure in the sky from bottom to top. When he heard the sound of Ying Zheng in Zhulong's body, he grabbed the Shenxing Divine Winged Sword with both hands. On the other side, Han Xin's hand holding the spear silently rose with blue veins. In fact, just as Zhulong was dancing with a thousand-meter-long golden red body, leaning towards the earth and speaking, everyone was

They were forced to realize such a terrible thing. Even if some of them had not heard Ying Zheng's voice, they all thought of it with Bian Que's previous reminder that Ying Zheng was still alive and lived in Zhu No matter how shocked or incredible they were, they had to admit and accept this fact, that is, what they had to face next would be the fusion of Ying Zheng and Zhulong - such an unprecedented life that transcends the scope of life!

"All people are here..." Zhu Long swam around the pair of Mingtongs that shocked all living beings, and glanced across everyone on the earth. At the same time, the heart-shaking voice came out from his closed mouth. "Two kings, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, Han Chongyan who survived the disaster, Mulan of Tang Zhao Kingdom, Sword Saint Miyamoto Musashi, Bian Que, and..." "Is it you?" Long Zhimingtong's eyes finally fell on Zhang Liang who was holding ancient books, and replied in a low voice, "The rumored Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang!" Zhang Liang's body was floating weakly in the void, with blood on his mouth, but he grabbed it.

He looked up at the golden and red beast in the sky with a serious expression. Waves were rippling in his mind over and over again. Is this Ying Zheng? The person who spoke to him in Zhulong's body now has created the entire Qin and Chu chaos. "Bian Que guessed correctly. You are indeed a genius who has never been there for a hundred years - he actually used human power to exert the 'summoning technique and healing' to such a miracle..." "I am also really grateful for your 'healing' help, which has restored my exhausted energy and forced Zhulong to seize the dominance of this life consciousness!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhang Liang's calm heart suddenly shook. Sure enough, when he used the "summoning technique·healing", the second stranger who was accidentally cured was Ying Zheng. Because he had never seen Ying Zheng before, and naturally he did not know Ying Zheng, a touch of unreasonable good thoughts at critical moments were unexpectedly cured on Ying Zheng. However, what he did not expect was that because of his auxiliary effect of "summoning technique·healing", Ying Zheng's will, which had been invaded by Zhulong's will, was alive, and reversed the control of the combined life for a while, and was able to control the body and turn the guest.

It was said that it was a coincidence, but in fact, luck made people. It had nothing to do with good or bad luck, but it was just to make everything settled. "It's just a pity that talents like you cannot be used by me..." Speaking of this, Long Zhiming Tong finally looked at Zhang Liang deeply, then moved away, and then shone with the bright light that shook the world towards the entire Qianjiangling. "At this time, people who came to Qianjiangling probably wanted to stop me and Zhulong." Ying Zheng's voice came from Zhulong's mouth again and echoed to every corner of the earth, "But I still asked with mercy..."

"For the last chance, if someone is willing to surrender to me, all hatred will not be blamed." Ying Zheng's voice fell heavily on everyone's ears like a wave. In the scene at this moment, facing such a choice, everyone fell into silence. Only those who know the current affairs are heroes. If you stand in the wrong camp in the overall situation of history, you will lose your life, and it will not be just a life.

However, some people's lives are not for living, but for fighting for it! "Don't blame the past?" Han Xin lowered his face and made a sound among all the silent people. The sound was very heavy and painful, just like the shadow of blood-like shadows between his eyebrows, pressing on people's hearts, which was an endless torment.

"Do you want to erase everything with just one word of refusal? Ying Zheng!" Han Xin raised his head suddenly and roared at the top of his lungs. His long red hair suddenly dissipated into a mess in the wind. "Zhaojun's wounds... Zhaojun's hatred... Zhaojun's tears..." Han Xin's eyes were looking up at him and opened his blood red, and his voice trembled over and over between his lips and teeth. "Ying Zheng!!!" Han Xin roared his neck again, and then suddenly reached out to cover his left eye, "Save your compassion and go see the ghost!"

Amid the roar, a bright yellow flame ignited from Han Xin's left eye that covered the light, and quickly dyed his entire face. Suddenly, like a long wind, swept the hot flames all over Han Xin, and the roaring wind was like the wind, the figure of the street fighter Han Xin had broken through the void and rushed to the sky above a hundred meters in one fell swoop. The people on the ground were shouting worriedly, but he did not hear a sound. In his eyes, he opened his blood-red eyes, and only saw the huge golden red dancing above the sky, which was the Zhulong, and Ying Zheng, which was the revenge he had to avenge! So the sky blue long played like a chaotic shadow, and the golden shark-toothed spear blade pushed upwards with a blood-colored hatred.

However, Zhulong quietly entreated in the sky, and his huge body of a thousand meters did not tremble at all. Facing Han Xin's awakening and violent charge, Ying Zheng did not feel any fear. He even calmly stared at Han Xin's face getting closer and closer, looking at the deepest hatred and anger of a man depicted on that face. At the same time, the golden edge of the shark-tooth gun blade pointed straight up to the sky without any hesitation or hesitation. This is the moment when Han Xin wants to take revenge. He lifted his weapon and pierced Ying Zheng's chest, making Ying Zheng's blood stain his gun blade red, and let Ying Zheng's pain fall into his ears. Revenge Zhaojun and revenge his lover.

So while roaring, the street fighter Han Xin completely approached Zhu Long Qianmi's body, and held the shark tooth and stabbed it hard into the huge golden red. Just as the golden shark tooth was penetrated with a knife, Han Xin's angrily opened his eyes and vented his blood-red hatred bit by bit.
Chapter completed!