King Wutong leaned weakly on the dragon chair. From the beginning to now, he knew that the dragon chair was not easy to sit on.
When he was still a free prince, he never thought about becoming an emperor.
When he was a child, his father told him, "Do you want to sit on the throne?"
Although he is young, he understands that the throne is not suitable for him and his ability to withstand pressure is too poor.
It’s easy to have a nervous breakdown.
Therefore, when the emperor's brother became the emperor, he approved with both hands. Because he had a good relationship with the emperor's brother, he, the happy prince, could do it more comfortably.
now.
The royal brother placed such a heavy burden on him.
He just felt so tired, really tired.
Faced with the threat of the alliance, he really didn't know what to do.
I always feel that I can collapse at any time. The anger is real and cannot be hidden. Maybe I can only vent my inner dissatisfaction with anger.
If he becomes the new emperor of the Imperial Court, the Alliance will not do anything to the Imperial Court.
Oppression is oppression.
But the imperial court will not be destroyed for the time being. After all, he is a rebel. Regardless of whether he is true or false, to the outside world, you are really a rebel.
But if his nephew was allowed to inherit the throne, he would have died tragically at the hands of the Alliance.
night.
King Wutong came to the stone chamber and stepped into it. He knew there was no turning back.
He needs strength, the power to solve everything in front of him.
Standing at the entrance of the stone chamber, looking into the dark distance, there seemed to be a devil's face smiling.
"I know that you can speak, and I need power, absolute power."
"There will be no pie in the sky. If you have any requests, just put them forward."
King Wutong roared, his voice echoing in the stone chamber. He hesitated, but quickly threw away his hesitation. Now that he was here, he knew that he could not look back.
If you turn back, you will lose, and there will be no room for resistance against the alliance.
"You're back?"
Not long after, a voice came from the sarcophagus.
King Wutong frowned, as if he was slapped in the face, and the slap was a bit hard, as if he was slapped from left to right.
The other party was really right and he came back again.
"Don't feel doubtful and confused. The evil god Masaki Xinfeng knows you better than yourself. Your heart tells me what you need, but you don't want to believe it."
"Come here, take me out, and let me feel your heart."
The evil god's voice seemed to be full of temptation, slowly inducing King Wutong.
King Wutong was expressionless, he knew what he needed, and now the evil god in front of him was his only hope.
He knew that this was a deal with the evil god and that he would never recover, but he would do it no matter how high the price was.
Open the sarcophagus and take out the evil god statue that is only as long as an arm.
"Well! I feel it. There is evil hidden in your heart. Sure enough, only evil people will come here. The justice you think is just your disguise." The evil god's voice seemed to be transmitted from the netherworld.
"Don't talk so much nonsense. You just need to tell me what you want?" King Wutong said coldly. He didn't want to have too much communication with the evil god.
The evil god chuckled: "Didn't you say it last time? Now you can go and get the blood of ten young children. As long as you complete my request, I will give you what you want."
King Wutong struggled and hesitated, and then left without looking back: "Wait for me."
It didn't take long.
King Wutong came with ten young children.
"Father, where is this place?"
"Father, I'm so tired, I want to go to bed."
King Wutong looked struggling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said softly: "As the children of the royal family, you have an inherent responsibility. The royal family needs you, and you should learn to pay."
Children like him didn't understand what he said, so they felt that their father was weird, why did he say these things.
"It's so fast. It seems that when power is needed, anyone will become decisive and efficient, and you are such a person." The evil god smiled. Although the evil god today is just a statue, the feeling it gives King Wutong is , this dark stone room is filled with evil eyes.
King Wutong looked at the Evil God Statue: "I hope you can keep your promise."
The evil god said: "Don't worry, this evil god has always kept his promise."
King Wutong gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the sword trembled, hesitating, and finally closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw determination and coldness shining in King Wutong's eyes.
He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.
"Children, my father can't forgive you. If you want to blame me, blame your father."
Poof!
A sword pierced his chest and he fell to the ground, blood flowing down.
"Father, don't kill me."
"Father..."
Poof!
Poof!
The stone room was very quiet, except for the breathing of King Wutong and the blood falling from the sword.
King Wutong's eyes were filled with blood and tears were streaming down his face. He raised his head sharply and said, "Evil God, it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
The Evil God did not speak. After a long time, the Evil God's voice came faintly.
"Ruthless, you are so cruel. This evil god only needs blood, but not life. You are really powerful. Hahaha, I like it. This evil god likes your ruthlessness."
The evil god laughed, but to be honest, he was confused.
Although being an evil god is inhumane, even an evil god has to think about hacking a group of his sons to death at the slightest disagreement.
Bang!
The long sword slipped from King Wutong's hand, and his eyes were about to burst: "You are kidding me."
The evil god said: "I didn't play tricks on you. You made a mistake yourself. This evil god never said he wanted life from the beginning to the end, but he always said he wanted blood."
"You..." King Wutong clenched his fists, and his palms were livid: "Okay, but now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
The blood on the ground seemed to be drawn, flowing to the evil god statue.
Suddenly, the evil god statue emitted a strange red light.
"You want power. This evil god can't help you, but it can help you improve your strength as quickly as possible. Feel it, and your future will begin to change."
In an instant.
A ray of red light burst out from the evil god statue, like a galaxy, instantly covering the Wutong King.
ah!
King Wutong screamed heartbreakingly, as if his body was about to be torn apart.
Pain, really painful.
My heart buzzed, as if it suddenly stopped beating.
The brain is in chaos.
There was a boom.
King Wutong fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.
"Hehehe..."
The Evil God smiled, his smile gloomy and penetrating.
…
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
King Wutong felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to be torn apart.
"Your Majesty..."
King Wutong sat up suddenly, sweating heavily, soaking his clothes, and gasping for air.
When the people serving on the side saw His Majesty like this, they immediately came forward: "Your Majesty..."
King Wutong stretched out his hand to signal the other party not to come over, but suddenly, what frightened him was that his five fingers instantly turned into five black tentacles and stabbed into the other party's body.
Gulu!
Gulu!
In the blink of an eye, the eunuch disappeared from King Wutong's eyes, as if he had never appeared before.
"this… "
King Wutong lowered his head and looked at his palms. His pupils shrank, as if he had seen a ghost. How could this happen? What happened and why it became like this.
He thought of the evil statue.
He fainted in the stone room, how could he appear here.
Immediately afterwards.
He felt that there was an extra force in his body, which seemed to be a force from the outside, but now it was integrated with him and strengthened himself.
now.
He thought about what the evil god said to him. It cannot give you absolute power, but it can allow you to gain power quickly.
"Could this method be to rob others of their power?" King Wutong fell into deep thought, feeling that he had fallen into some kind of abyss.
But he needed strength now.
Only when you are strong can you compete with the alliance and get rid of the alliance's control.
But he thought of the death of his ten princes in his hands.
He felt deeply guilty in his heart.
"Princes, my father will not let your death be in vain."
King Wutong's eyes flashed with fierceness, as if he had already decided on something. In this case, he would go on and use this ability to restore the imperial court, drive out the alliance, and suppress the top sects.
After everything was successful, the imperial court was handed over to the eldest nephew, and he was not prepared to live.
Martial Arts Mountain is a hundred miles away.
A group of forces gathered together.
They were all deceived and called themselves the Martial Arts Alliance.
In fact, to put it bluntly, everyone wants to get the treasure of Martial Arts Mountain.
At this time, a middle-aged man with an eight-stroke beard said: "What kind of bullshit martial arts mountain is this? When I get there, I will use the continuous slashing and saber technique to cut him into several pieces. You can Don't compete with me, otherwise I will fall out with you."
"Why are you so arrogant? You want to kill anyone with your bad sword skills, but forget it, I won't argue with you. My request is very simple. If there are women in that martial arts mountain, they all belong to me, and none of you are allowed to snatch them away. .”
"I want that land."
"I want silver and nothing else."
"If there is really a valuable treasure, let's sell it and divide the money equally. If anyone tries to use tricks, don't blame us for being ruthless."
The Fighting Martial Arts Alliance has a large number of people, with dozens of masters. They have already divided things up before going to Martial Arts Mountain or fighting against Martial Arts Mountain.
As for those who preached that there was a treasure in Martial Arts Mountain, it didn't matter whether they came or not. In their view, those were just lost dogs, and it would be a shame to come.
night.
A group of people finally arrived at the foot of Martial Arts Mountain.
Everyone looked at it and found that the martial arts mountain was not very good, and there were not even a gatekeeper disciple.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the smile in their eyes.
What kind of sect could a sect like this be
"Hey, look, there is a pig over there. Are you all a little hungry? Why not eat a pig first to gain some strength, and then go up and kill people later."
"Well, that makes sense. Who is going to catch this pig?"
"Here I go, I'm very familiar with this. I can tell at a glance that the pig is a boar. As long as I imitate the sow's emotional cry, I can definitely attract him to come and look at me."
A rough man came out and put his hands to his mouth.
"hehe… "
PS: I will go to Shanghai tomorrow and travel abroad with Yuewen. For me, it means changing the location of coding abroad and getting used to using computers. When the time comes, I will go abroad to find Internet cafes.
(End of chapter)