Military System god realm revolution

Dongjin City, the base of the Five Element Sects, one of the Seven Sects that rule the world. The city of Dongjin has a unique quality that is rare to find in the human world. It shows the uniqueness and strength of a martial artist as well.

Dongjin City, located on the southern coast of the Eastern Ocean deep in the bay, is a strategically located place suitable for a sea defense and also an important port for the martial artists. The Five Elements Sect was also the one closest to the human realm. Thus, it opened a trading port that attracted many merchants to this place.

Airship, flying sword, animal ride a bird, dragon, magical weapons flying all over the sky. Air traffic is full of a fantastic atmosphere that cannot be seen in a human city. Merchant ships from the human land lined up at the city's harbor.

The city of Dongjin is full of rare items of martial artists throughout the Yanhuang supercontinent. The Five Elements Sect specializes in crafting a mechanical camp and forging magical weapons.

There is a great demand for materials. Each day, a large number of martial artists and ordinary humans came to trade in Dongjin City.

The location of the town is extraordinary. A huge valley not far from the sea Dongjin City was located in the valley itself, divided into nine levels according to the hierarchy, high up to the mountain, lined with countless buildings. There were 10 million disciples of the Five Elements Sect live in Dongjin City.

The Five Elements Sect ruled a large area with over a billion and 100 million disciples scattered in every region. It was clear that a martial artist's status was extremely high. Ordinary people had the same status as slaves, basic production operations such as cultivation and mining must be undertaken to deliver a tribute to the bureau.

Dongjin City, 3rd Floor is the place of residence of the outer disciple. In a house, five outer disciples were sitting together.

"Wei Shi Lang, why are you calling us here for a meeting?" Asked the woman named Wei Pingping.

Wei Shi Lang's face changed; this lady spoke without respect for him. Like his cousin, he would not be shocked by this handsome face.

"Brother Wei, I still have to hurry to train myself. I'm about to break through the tenth level of the Air Master technique." Said a man who looks like a graduate student named Zhou Zi.

The other two companions of his side Duan He and Huang De Lan Waiting to hear Wei Shi Lang's words. The five of them were from the same region in normal times even though they didn't see each other, but they would help each other hurry if they needed. Living in such large sects is not easy.

Wei Shi Lang didn't answer, only hand over a paper crane full of wrinkles to his cousin. Wei Pingping watched for herself.

"Is this true?" Wei Pingping held the paper with his hand that trembled as if not believing in her eyes.

"What happened?" All the rest were aware of some anomaly. Hurry to see the paper crane quickly. Intuitively that something bad must happen.

As everyone looked at the report on the paper crane, their expression turned black.

"This is impossible. This must not be true." Duan He collapsed into a chair, unable to accept the truth.

"What does this mean exactly?" Huang De Lan said in a trembling tone. As if what he saw was not the truth

The paper tells the story of the massacre in the capital. The frustrated emperor slaughtered the nobles madly until they were all dead. There is an assumption that the devil possessed him to do this cruel and cruel act.

Everyone in this room was a descendant of a noble family in the capital.

Especially Wei Shi Lang is the grandson of Archdiocese Wei Guan Yu. Being a direct descendant of a family, having a more unacceptable condition than others. Even though they were martial artists, they had some background from the family.

Many expenses, not to mention family ties In this massacre, all their parents appeared on the dead list.

Duan He and Huang De Lan were also affected. Their father was a Hight Noble in the royal court. Now, even the wealth that had been accumulated over a thousand years was swept away by the court.

"Wei Shi Lang, you hurry to explain." Wei Pingping asked, urgently. She also lost a family member. She wants to know the facts about it. And everyone in the room looked at Wei Shi Lang to hear the answer.

"The whole story is true. I've checked the facts in the paper cranes. Everything is true, "replied Wei Shi Lang.

His words put an end to the last hope. Transforming sadness into resentment

The distance between the Five Elements Sect and DaZhou was extremely distant, punctuated by Dalian. Seven-tenths of the region was desert. It is impossible to get timely news from DaZhou.

After Wei Shi Lang received the paper crane sent by the Second Prince, following Pan DaZhou's scheme to await the Headquarters' intervention.

When Wei Shi Lang read the letter, he hurriedly took out a large spiritual stone as the cost of purchasing the Ten Thousand Communication Talisman. Ask the nobles of Qinghua City about the situation in the capital ShenZhou.

After confirming the facts in the information received, he hurried to the third Floor of Dongjin City. Then called a meeting of nobles' descendants in ShenZhou to find a solution

"Damn the emperor, is it already insane to dare to do this?" Wei Pingping said fervently. Her anger was like a fluttering fire, creating a smoldering atmosphere.

"We must do something," said Zhou Zi, who had been silent for a long time, supported him.

Zhou Zhi was from a southern intellectual family, so he was not affected much by the massacre. But he still needed to show himself on the same side as the nobles to buy these people. The nobles and the intellectuals supported each other. Zhou Zi still couldn't accept what the Emperor had done.

The killing of large aristocrats was something that did not happen very often. Since ancient times, if any ruler had acted like this, he would face great opposition until he fell out of the throne. It is a lesson for every emperor not to dare to touch nobles until they cross the line.

"Right, Zhou Zi said there was a reason. We can't let this be silent," Duan He encouraged.

"I agree," Huang De Lan said.

Everyone turned their gaze towards Wei Shi Lang, the head of this meeting.

Wei Shi Lang, who saw this, knew that it was time for him to take action.

"We need to get revenge." Wei Shi Lang paused for a moment, turning his eyes to everyone before continuing,

"I will use my inner disciple status to gather martial artists and set out on this quest for revenge. And I still have to disturb everyone to take action. "

After returning from a magical hunting Wei Shi Lang whose cultivation was at the Innate of Air Master technique, stepped into the door of inner disciples Elevate your status This time, he had the right to give orders and assign the sects' mission so that the outer sect disciples could receive the task of exchange for the sect's merit points. For access to the Bible Hall or various occasions

Tens of millions of outer sect disciples had to vie for the mission he had released quickly. Missions are few, but there are millions of students. Today, the school's mission is not enough for everyone's needs.

These were the divine power and status of the inner disciple. If the Emperor met Wei Shi Lang, three parts would need to be respectful, not daring to offend. The martial artists' identity was all imprinted in the hearts of ordinary people that were difficult to describe.

But the identity of the remaining disciples in the meeting room was not inferior. They can even command the billions of ordinary people who are under the authority of the Bureau. The influence of an outer disciple when leaving Dongjin City was as great as a god.

"My mission can gather thousands of people in the Profound Martial Spirit," Wei Shi Lang said with a proud expression.

"We absolutely must not be careless in this revenge. It was reported that the Emperor, having gained power from a demon, could easily wipe out an army. Maybe we have to ask for the help of the sects."

Wei Shi Lang warned his fellow students. He had already done some work; he had spent a lot of money hiring an inner disciple of the higher status to accept this quest.

"Then we will use the status of the outer disciples to gather ordinary people to join the battle," said Weipingping.

"Senior Brother Wei, I have an offer," said Zhou Zi.

"Junior Zhou, please," said Wei Shi Lang.

"I think that since this is related to demons, should we seek help from the Devil King Palace?" Zhou Zi explained his plan.

Wei Shi Lang's eyes lit up. He suddenly forgot about it.

"I agree. The King of Slaughter Devil Palace swears that it is not in the same sky as the demons. They will definitely have to accept this invitation. I want to pester the younger sister to proceed with it." Wei Shi Lang assigned the task to Zhou Zi

"I know, Senior Brother, I will take action," Zhou Zi replied.

Everyone in the room was full of hope for revenge. When adding help from the King of Slaughter Devil Palace, Two of the seven major sects acted at the same time. They all saw a certain victory in this battle. Hardly mentioning the defeat.

"The emperor, wait for me. I'll invade the capital to kill you. To avenge those of us who lost our family," said Wei Shi Lang in a cold tone.