Decades of skill self-destruction is no joke. Emperor Wu immediately took action to rescue the terrified Emperor Tiande.
"Boom--" The huge explosion resounded through the sky, and the Extreme Yang Fire Art, which was instantly elevated to the extreme, was like a spouting volcanic crater, burning everything around him and Yao Guang himself. Doors and windows burst, pillars collapsed, and the roof was lifted high. Several of the emperor's guards in the courtyard were not spared either, like worms blown away by firecrackers, ejected into the air and bleed to their death.
Countless blood clots collapsed outside the door, and the rebels were immediately frightened. The bravest among them was the original disciple of the extreme sun sect. He was shot at the front by Emperor Wu, and the rest were peasants. In fact, they were very timid. When they saw this scene, their legs became weak. Rolling and crawling to the ground and running away.
After the hustle and bustle, the courtyard suddenly fell silent.
"Cough cough..." Emperor Wu coughed and waved his sleeves to disperse the smoke and dust around him, just now he could clearly see the scene in front of him. The powerful internal force isolated the damage of the explosion, but it couldn't protect the body as much as possible. The sleeves adorned with gold threads were torn open by two large openings, and the soft white hair was a little messy.
Everything in the house was destroyed, only the secret passage was still intact.
The Yunzhou Palace is built on the mountain, and this side hall is the closest to the mountain. The secret path was excavated on the rock, and even if the palace collapsed, the rock would not be a problem.
Looking down at Chen Ziyuan in his hands, Emperor Wu couldn't help frowning. He hesitated for a moment when he shot just now, which led to Emperor Tiande still being bombed. Now he is covered in blood and his life is at stake.
Emperor Tiande reluctantly opened his eyes, only to feel that his internal organs were shattered. He opened his mouth, gurgling blood spilled out of his mouth, and blood bubbles "gudugudu" in his throat.
Emperor Wu stroked his hair and squatted down to look at him, "If your muscles are broken and your five internal organs are damaged, you're afraid you won't be able to survive." The indifferent tone seemed to say, "The weather is not very good today, you are afraid that you won't be able to go. The field is weeded".
"Save me... Holy Ancestor..." Emperor Tiande spoke with all his might, his thirst for life surpassed everything, so he couldn't care about the severe pain in his throat, so he shouted desperately, clutching Emperor Wu's sleeve tightly, "I don't want to die... Please… "
Emperor Wu looked at Chen Ziyuan and frowned slightly. In this life, countless people have said this to him. The king of the Huns who violated the border and was forced into the depths of the desert by him; the three imperial brothers who were killed by him in the palm of his hand with the intention of seeking blessings; the leader of the Sword Alliance who was beaten to his knees begging for mercy because he refused to accept discipline... There are many faces in It flashed in front of him, and in the end it became a cloud of smoke.
Thinking about it carefully, maybe they should have been given a life back then. What kind of hero, after a hundred years, will only be a handful of loess, why should he care so much when he is alive, after all, the country he is trying to protect will be destroyed in the hands of future generations.
Looking at the great-grandson who was begging in front of him, Emperor Wu suddenly felt a little disheartened, and sighed softly: "If you want to survive, there is only one way now. I will pass on my life's skills to you, and renew my muscles. It can not only cure Take care of your injury, and it will also allow you to have peerless martial arts."
There was a dazzling brilliance in Emperor Tiande's eyes. The peerless martial arts, that is, the superior Longyin magic, if you have such power, Yao Guang, Chen Zijian, and Guiyun Palace will all be no problem. He must be able to pacify the rivers and lakes and rebuild a prosperous chapter!
When Emperor Wu lost a little bit of internal power, he spoke a lot more quickly, and Emperor Tiande immediately explained his grand blueprint impassively.
Emperor Wu ignored him, got up and walked to the front of the hall, looking at the rebels who stumbled and ran away outside the door, and then looked at the cloudless blue sky, and suddenly remembered that he had not seen the sun for a long time, "You said That younger brother, why did you marry King Ho?"
"The two of them have been good since they were young. Later, when Chen Ziqi left the palace and built the mansion, Danyi and I begged for him, so I'll..." Speaking of which, Tiande felt a little guilty, but he didn't dare to lie, "then the two of them didn't know why. He got married, and made everyone known, and he lost all the face of the royal family."
Emperor Wu sneered and shook his head. That kid must be the dragon chosen by Dan Yi. Instead of letting the dragon become the emperor, the little phoenix simply dragged the person back to the nest, which was really interesting.
With a long sigh, he has been a martial arts idiot since he was a child, and he pursues the highest state of martial arts at all costs. As a result, up to now, although he can live to two hundred years old, it is still difficult to touch the void. Now that his lifespan is about to end, looking back, it is meaningless to have no one to accompany him for a long life.
"Forget it, that child is with Dan Yi, so I'm sure they won't be able to inherit the lineage, so I will teach you the skills of this body, Da Zhang, it's up to you." Emperor Wu slowly raised his hand, cyan energy circling in his palm, gradually melting Be a little cyan dragon and roam fast at your fingertips.
The powerful inner strength close to God is the key to supporting his immortality and appearance. If he delivers all of it, he will turn into a dead bone in a moment. However, Emperor Wu's expression was still indifferent, as if it was no big deal to die like this.
The slender palms gradually approached, and Emperor Tiande trembled with excitement. That was the hope of life and the direct inheritance of peerless martial arts! With this power, he can also become an ancient emperor like Emperor Wu!
"Shao Yan!" A melodious voice full of magnetism, like the cry of a phoenix, suddenly came from mid-air.
Emperor Wu's hand to teach the practice stopped, and the little blue dragon between his fingers dissipated in an instant. Chen Shaoyan is his real name, and people in this world who can still remember this name...
The bright red light dissipated, and there was a person standing in front of the door, breathing a little because he flew too fast. A red robe covered with golden patterns, swaying to the ground, lining the slightly weathered and beautiful face, peerless... except for the long beard, which is a little annoying.
"Danque..." Emperor Wu stared at him for a moment, his hand hidden in his sleeve gradually tightened, he turned around without saying a word, but was firmly held by a hand.
"Shaoyan, you are still alive, but you are still alive!" Dan Que was so excited that he was incoherent, jumping with excitement, "Why didn't you go to me when you were alive? Where have you been all these years?"
Chen Shaoyan patted the old Phoenix's hand away, unmoved by his diligence, "Why did I want to find you?"
Just as he was talking, a crisp phoenix roar came from the sky, and the big bright phoenix fell to the ground with two little guys on his back, jumping into the room, tilting his head to look at the messy room and the half-dead Emperor Tiande, rushing. Dan Que let out a snort.
Dan Que turned his head to see the little dragon on his son's back, his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, picked up the little dragon, and showed it to Emperor Wu, "Look what this is."
"Dragon?" In the deep and cold starry eyes, there was finally a slight fluctuation. Emperor Wu stretched out his hand and gently touched Xiaolong's cool and slippery head. The ancestors of the Chen family have the blood of the dragon, and he is the most aware of them. He has been looking for a way to awaken the blood to improve his skills over the years, but he has failed. I didn't expect to see a real dragon in my lifetime.
"Ouch!" Chen Ziqi raised his head, blinked amber vertical pupils, and looked at the person in front of him curiously. This person's aura is very strong, on par with his grandfather. Looking at his attentive appearance, could it be the Emperor Wu that grandpa liked when he was young? Longyin can live to be two hundred years old when he is perfected.
"Tweet Tweet!" Dan Yi jumped up on his father's head in dissatisfaction and pecked his grandfather's elbow.
"Hehe, this is your great-great-grandson, Chen Ziqi, he has returned to his ancestors," Grandpa held up Xiaolong as if offering a treasure, grabbed his own grandson and stuffed it into Emperor Wu's hands, "This is my grandson, Dan Yi."
The fluffy little red bird, soft and hot, is very comfortable to hold in the hand, reminiscent of Danque when he was young. A smile gradually appeared in Emperor Wu's eyes, pinching the little red bird's belly, "What a handsome boy."
"Chirp!" Dan Yi saw that his grandfather was stealing Xiaolong's tail, and suddenly his hair froze, struggling to jump into his grandfather's hands, jumping down with the little dragon flapping his wings, and running out without looking back.
After a while, the neatly dressed Chen Ziqi and Dan Yi walked in again and greeted Emperor Wu.
"Great-great-grandson, Chen Ziqi, kowtow to the Holy Ancestor." Chen Ziqi knelt down and kowtowed, and Dan Yi saluted with him.
"The two of you, are you married?" The flaming-eyed grandfather of the ancestor saw the red rope on Chen Ziqi's wrist in an instant. The rope with the phoenix feather pattern was by no means an ordinary ornament, but a phoenix that can only be delivered to one person in his life. tail feathers.
"Yes." Chen Ziqi stood up, patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, and answered without any guilt.
Emperor Wu's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Chen Ziqi carefully. With long breathing, strong physique, and the fact that he has transformed into a dragon, he should be regarded as an extraordinary genius. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful, "Since it is the chosen dragon, it should be enthroned as emperor..."
"They've all turned into dragons, and they're about to smash the void, and they still care about what they do." Dan Que on the side interjected seemingly inadvertently, successfully attracting Emperor Wu's attention.
"Huh?" Chen Shaoyan turned to look at him, "What did you say?"
Dan Que grabbed his wrist, put a copy of Xiao Shao's translation in his palm, and said with a smile, "Shaoyan, I have found a way to shatter the void, do you want to learn it?"
Chen Shaoyan lowered his head, flipped through the "Xiao Shao Jiucheng" in his hand, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and he nodded again and again. For a martial arts idiot, there is nothing more attractive to him than the ability to improve himself. Holding Dan Que's hand with his backhand, he directly led Dan's grandfather into the secret passage and walked to the underground palace where he lived all the year round.
The door of the secret passage slammed shut, and the two grandfathers ran away, leaving behind the dying Tiande Emperor desperately shouting: "What should I do?"
"Write an imperial edict, and I'll take you to Baicao Valley for treatment." Chen Ziqi said with a smile on his hands.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Qiqi: Oh, I didn't get the peerless martial arts.
Bird Attack: Oops, I didn't succeed in repairing my muscles.
Father Bird: Oops, it seems that I won't live long.
Tiande: What can I do? I am also very disappointed!