Over the extremely holy mountains.
After a while, Yue Tianpeng and others only accepted the reality.
The huge Extreme Sacred Mountain Range is full of cheers from the rest of your life.
"Victory! We are victorious!!!"
"Uuuuuu...no need to die, we don't need to die."
"My ancestors, thank God, I survived, survived, hahaha..."
Unlike ordinary elder disciples, Yue Tianpeng and others close to Yang Fan were grateful, but there were unspeakable worries in their hearts. From the words before Yang Fan left, it is not difficult to tell that he was preparing to kill the imperial capital of the Shang Dynasty. Fight to the death with that great merchant royal family.
Although Yang Fan just showed the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, he silently wiped out thousands of emperors, millions of emperors, and captured the Shenwu King Shang Haowu alive, but Yue Tianpeng and others still have no idea whether he can beat the Dashang imperial family. How emboldened.
The name of the person, the bark of the tree.
The Dashang imperial family is no more than other sacred sects. It is the undisputed number one power in Zhongtianzhou. It has commanded the billion-trillion people of Zhongtianzhou for tens of millions of years. It has a profound and unfathomable heritage. The martial arts sacred land is almost the legendary emperor, and it is not a trivial matter in the merchant imperial family.
No matter how enchanting Yang Fan is, in the final analysis he is a hairy boy in his early thirties, with limited background.
I have to say that the foundation of Saint Extreme Sect is still a bit shallow. Although Yue Tianpeng and others have made great progress in their cultivation in recent years, they have stepped into the realm of quasi emperors, but their knowledge is still the same, there is not much growth, it is simply Did not see the specific rank of the bundle of immortal ropes, in their opinion, this should be a low-grade spirit treasure.
If you let them know the true rank of this bundle of immortal ropes, they wouldn’t be so worried. Looking at the high-grade spirit treasures, only the strongest among the few ancient emperors have had it, but such a powerful one. Lingbao couldn't stop Yang Fan from letting out a cold drink.
The horror of its strength can be seen, I am afraid that it has already surpassed many ancient emperors, and it is still far beyond, a thousand times stronger, more than ten thousand times.
Although the Dashang imperial family was strong, it was nothing in front of the ancient emperor.
In the end, all the worries turned into a weak sigh. No matter what they were worried about, with their little three-legged cat skills, even if they really followed Yang Fan’s footsteps and went to the imperial capital Chaoge, apart from dragging Yang Fan’s retreat, absolutely nothing. There will be a second possibility.
Hey! I only hope that Yang Fan can win, and even if he loses, he will return safely.
This is not only a prayer for Yang Fan, but also a prayer for their own lives. Their lives have long been tied to Yang Fan's life. Once Yang Fan falls to the imperial capital, how can the Dashang imperial family let them go.
The capital of the Shang Dynasty-Chaoge.
There is an endless stream of traffic, pedestrians, and lively activities.
A few years ago, Yang Fan fought Shenwu Wang Shang Haoxuan, and a large number of destroyed buildings have been restored. Even the Jiuxiao Tiangong that was destroyed in Yang Fan's hands has been re-established, like the Jiuxiao Tiangong, which is a gold-selling cave that has been rushing for gold every day. , How could the Dashang royal family let him be so completely annihilated.
This is a major income of the Dashang imperial family, one day less, that is the loss of billions of spiritual crystals.
Dashang Palace.
Representing the face of the emperor, it is a magnificent one, covering an area of no less than one hundred thousand miles, and on all sides, it is surrounded by a thick wall of up to a hundred meters. It is said that it is a group of palaces, rather than a city within a city. Weeping Blood Continent’s best refining ore—Jinyuan Qingjing Stone. This Jinyuan Qingjing stone can hardly hurt even the upper emperor. In addition to the four sides of the wall, the engraved reinforcement array directly makes the defense of the palace wall. Hundred-fold, thousand-fold skyrocketing, the average quasi-emperor, with a full blow, can only leave a small hole in the wall that is not too large.
Moreover, the palace has always been heavily guarded, with one post at three steps and one sentry at five steps.
Those who want to fight for the imperial palace have to weigh how many catties they are.
If you are not careful, you will come in vertically and go out horizontally.
Donglin Gate-one of the sixteen gates of the Dashang Palace.
Suddenly, from outside the palace gate, a young figure walked slowly, in his hand, like a dead dog, carrying a man in a golden robe.
"The gate of the palace is forbidden. The idlers are not allowed to enter, and they do not quickly retreat." The black figure just approached the Donglin Gate and was stopped by the imperial guards. It is worthy of being the most elite guard of the Great Shang Dynasty. Wei's strength is by no means comparable to ordinary martial artists, each of them has reached the four-star emperor realm, that is, the upper emperor realm, and in some martial arts holy land, it is enough to be an elder.
at this time... ... ...
"Team... Captain, that... That person... That person has good hands... It seems like a god... .... His Royal Highness King Shenwu... "A guard suddenly trembled and trembling, but he recognized the identity of the man in the golden robe like a dead dog.
"What? His Majesty King Shenwu? Zhang Mo, you...you read that right?" The leader of the guard was shocked when he heard this, and asked carefully, the Dashang Palace is so big, and King Shenwu has always stayed in the simplest place. Over the past ten years, the number of times he has entered the palace is very few, and most of the guards only hear his name, but don't see him.
"Captain, it should be... It should be..."
But before Zhang Mo could speak, he saw the captain of the guard's face changed and shouted, "Blind your dog's eyes, how can your Highness Shenwu be so embarrassed?"
Shenwu King Shang Haoxuan, that is one of the most powerful of the royal family, a majestic emperor, who crosses the world for a million years, and is rarely a rival. How could it be like that person, like a dead dog, being carried away by someone, and a person who mentions him He is still a young and overly hairy boy, even if the sun hits the west, it is impossible for such an absurd thing to happen.
Zhang Mo was almost blinded by his grandmother.
"Captain, that... Then..." The guard named Zhang Mo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he let He swallowed, and the captain said it was right, how powerful is His Royal Highness King Shenwu, how could he end up in this field.
I have only seen King Shenwu from a distance, and maybe I really admit that I was wrong.
"Stop, kid, haven't you heard what the captain said? If you don't get out, do you still want to rebel?"
However, the black-clothed youth seemed to have not heard him at all, his speed remained unchanged, and he continued to walk slowly towards the palace gate.
"Boy, you're looking for death! Come here, get me this young man who knows nothing about life and death." The captain of the guard had a fierce glow in his eyes and ordered.
"A bunch of idiots, don't rush to ask my emperor brother for help, wanting to die." Shang Haowu in Yang Fan's hand couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and yelled, even this emperor was captured by Yang Fan's child. You ants who are the strongest but five-star emperors also want to stop, simply because they don't want to die fast enough.
However, the guard captain, who had been preconceived for a long time, would not listen to Shang Haowu's words. Hearing that, instead of sending a signal for help immediately, he was furious, and his murderous intent skyrocketed. Do you want to be imprisoned by the nine races?"
"Shang Haowu, Shang Haowu, even these watchdogs don't buy your account. You, the Shenwu King, are really a failure." Yang Fan sneered and sneered across his eyes.
"Damn dog minion."
Shang Haowu stared at the guard captain with both eyes. If his cultivation power was completely imprisoned by Yang Fan, he would not be able to mobilize a trace of power. He would have to kill a dog slave today, and he would not even know his master. It would be really counterintuitive. It's him.
"Damn! Two lunatics, they didn't know it when they died, come on, take them down for me, hand them over to the Ministry of Justice, tortured them, and ask them out of their clan sects, and then punish them together in order to emulate you!! !"
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to my friend kang002sky for the reward, and I am very grateful.