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—————————————————————— Thunder flashed all over the sky, and in Shuangyang Chilong City, countless members of the royal family, civil and military ministers were making their own decisions, or were being forced to are tempted to make their own decisions. WwW. QuANbEn-XiAoShUo. cOmThe city was in chaos, and soldiers were attacking each other like a tide. Soldiers loyal to the emperor or not loyal to the emperor were fighting each other, but they didn't know why they were fighting!
The whole city was in chaos, but only the ancestral temple in the imperial city remained as quiet as before.
The old eunuchs knelt on the ground neatly. They heard Ying Zheng talking to himself just now, but they only thought that he was talking nonsense. Ying Zui is the current emperor. How could he be logging in the wilderness? Salary-selling savage? Isn't this nonsense
The old eunuchs felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that the emperor had lost his mind and gone crazy
Although these old eunuchs were just idle people guarding the ancestral temple on weekdays, they were old after all and had many connections in the palace, so all kinds of information could not be hidden from them. A few days ago, the emperor summoned two young ministers late at night, and then suddenly disappeared.
The Taifu, the Taiwei and the eight Taige ministers were kneeling outside the Red Dragon Hall just now to meet the emperor. The fierce and fierce emperor appeared here, and the evil energy around him was rising. Could it be that the emperor was really possessed by an evil spirit? Was he in retreat a few days ago to heal his wounds? Then he should also appear in the Red Dragon Hall, why did he come to the ancestral temple suddenly
Just when the old eunuchs were puzzled, Ying Zheng casually dropped a purple gold token: "Go to Qianlong Hall in the Imperial City and convey my decree. Ask Zhao Lujin, the Supreme Elder of the Council of Elders, to see him and ignore him." Whatever you are doing, whether he is in seclusion or doing something else, just tell him—Old dog, I am back, why don’t you come see me quickly!”
Several old eunuchs were stunned. The Supreme Elder of the Xuetai Empire's royal group of elders. Isn't the Supreme Elder with the highest status now an old man from the royal family? His surname should be Ying. Who is the so-called Supreme Elder Zhao Lu? Moreover, the elders of the royal group of elders have a high status, and even the emperor must be polite to them. Ying Zheng actually calls them old dogs
But these old eunuchs know that the most important thing is to be obedient and do things in the imperial city. They should just pretend they don't know many things.
The two old eunuchs tremblingly picked up the token and ran quickly to the Qianlong Hall deep in the imperial city. That is where the royal elders who sit in the Imperial City live. According to the patriarchal laws of the Blood Tai Empire, there will be thirty-six or more royal elders sitting in the Qianlong Hall all year round. They are all from the Holy Realm or even stronger. With their strength, they are enough to ensure the safety of the imperial city.
But among the elders sitting in the imperial city this year, there really is no elder named Zhao Lu!
Ying Zheng walked slowly and leisurely into the ancestral temple with his hands behind his back. There are three major halls in front and behind the Xuetai Empire's ancestral temple. The second and third major halls enshrine the tablets of past emperors. Only the third major hall enshrines the spiritual tablet of Yingzheng, the founding emperor of the Xuetai Empire.
Ying Zheng just walked into the third grand hall. The eternal lamp in the deep hall gave out a dim light, illuminating the three-foot-six-foot solid gold statue of the First Emperor on the altar. The First Emperor sat firmly on the throne, overlooking Yingzheng from a high position. …,
"Mud-tied wood carving, hey!" Ying Zheng looked at the statue mockingly, but nodded with satisfaction: "It's just that these filial sons and grandsons still put some thought into it. The carving of this statue is indeed good. It looks like it is You’ve worked hard.”
When he walked to the altar and glanced at the coffin on the altar, Ying Zheng took a deep breath. Feeling the blood energy in his body that was as huge as the waves of the river and sea, Ying Zheng's eyes turned red with excitement: "I'm back! Hey, hey, hey! This world, tremble for me. One day, the whole sky and the whole earth will... Trembling under my feet. What I failed to accomplish back then will definitely be accomplished by my own hands!"
"Even the unfathomable gods are kneeling and trembling in front of me!"
"Those male gods, hey, kill them all: those goddesses!" Ying Zheng showed a cruel smile: "Goddess? I really haven't tried what it feels like to be a goddess! Back then, I slaughtered all the countries, the queen, the emperor's concubine, Princesses and princesses have slept with countless others, but the goddess..."
An earth-shaking thunder struck down, and a hunched figure slowly walked into the hall with a strong aura of death and gloom.
This is an old man wearing a coarse cloth robe, and his skin and bones look like a skeleton.
The old man staggered in and opened his eyes with difficulty to look at Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, where did you know the name of the old slave? Ever since the old slave helped the third emperor put down the rebellion, the hidden people He is a cultivator deep in the Dragon Palace and has never appeared in public. How do you know that he is old and decayed?"
Ying Zheng chuckled a few times. He slowly turned around and looked at Zhao Lu, who was rickety and old, and said slowly: "Old dog, don't you recognize me? Haha, haha, Hahaha, you personally collected the rare treasures of heaven and earth and forged it for me back then, that soul-soothing golden tripod! Everyone in the world can’t recognize me, how can you not recognize me?”
In the past, Zhao Luwan, the first palace general manager of the Blood Tai Empire, the true ancestor of countless eunuchs and eunuchs in the Blood Tai Empire, and the actual controller of the Royal Council of Elders of the Blood Tai Empire, was struck by thunder and looked at him stiffly. Win politics.
After a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Lu let out a scream from deep in his chest like a dying animal. He threw himself to the ground, rolled and crawled to Ying Zheng's side, and hugged him. Yingzheng's thigh.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty! You are really not joking with me. You are really, really... you are really back! You, you, you are really immortal, you are really back to the world! Heaven! With eyes, could it be that...he, your majesty, he, he, he got through the eighteen iron-blooded levels?"
Ying Zheng looked at the tearful Zhao Lu, bent down and patted his head gently: "This is my luck, and the luck of the world. This kid Ying Kun actually got the sap of the tree of life, and with the help of that The huge informant was angry and forcibly broke through the eighteen levels of death calamity. I am indeed back, Zhao Lu, I said back then that as long as I come back, I will take you with me...
Zhao Lu chuckled and burst into laughter. He burst into tears while letting out that chilling laugh.
"Your Majesty said that as long as your Majesty comes back, he will take the old slaves and others to travel through these eight wastelands and plant the flag of Xue Tai all over the land in the world. Every mountain, every river, every city, Everyone’s body will be engraved with the name of Blood Tai!”
Ying Zheng smiled with satisfaction, and said in a low voice: "Just remember, just remember! It's been so many years, hey, hey, what happened to my loyal subordinates back then?"
Zhao Lu showed a proud smile, and he almost grew a tail and wagged it desperately. …,
"Don't worry, your majesty. The treasure your majesty obtained from the ancient ruins back then was incomparably miraculous. Your majesty was burned to death, and the civil and military officials who were loyal to you found excuses to escape into the ruins in the past ten years. With the help of that strange thing, Bao fell into a deep sleep. Every ten years, the old slave replenished the treasure with enough heaven and earth spiritual stones. Your loyal ministers are still alive and well to this day."
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Lu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "As long as Your Majesty wakes them up, I just wait for His Majesty to wake them up."
Ying Zheng showed a smile of relief, and murmured in a low voice: "My master is indeed right. In that ancient ruins, there are indeed preserved things that can make people sleep forever, and they can continue to practice and grow while sleeping. A rare treasure for further cultivation. I really don’t understand how those ancient saints created these strange treasures.”
"Wake them up!" Ying Zheng said coldly: "I need a group of loyal and reliable ministers to control the entire court."
Looking up at the lightning and thundering sky outside, Ying Zheng smiled sarcastically: "The blood energy is soaring into the sky, and the evil energy is filling the air. It seems that this kid Ying Kun is really powerless to control the court. He just practiced in seclusion for a few days. Someone actually led troops into the city to rebel?"
After sneering a few times, Ying Zheng said in a deep voice: "I summon all the royal family elders to let those who are plotting against me understand why the technique practiced by our Blood Tai royal family is called the Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique! If you don't kill people, you won't kill people. How can it be called iron blood when it flows like a river?"
With a roar, Ying Zheng smashed his statue on the altar to pieces with his wave of his hand.
Seventeen fist-sized relic beads, colored like solidified blood, slowly flew up from the statue.
Ying Zheng looked at the seventeen iron-blooded relics that had condensed his entire body, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Back then, I was only able to break through the last level of death and get a glimpse of the indescribable secrets of the gods. Now this physical body , all the eighteen levels of death have been penetrated, and as long as I absorb all the cultivation of that year, I... Who else in this world can be my rival?"
Opening his mouth, a stream of black and red light spurted out from his mouth, swallowing seventeen iron-blooded relics in one gulp.
Countless streams of iron-blooded air suddenly erupted from Ying Zheng's body, and the tumbling air condensed into a large flag above his head, a barrier of seals, and a long evening exuding murderous intent.
Ying Zheng let out a low whistling sound, and he slowly walked out of the hall. With every step he took, the aura on his body became stronger, and the evil aura on his body became twice as strong. When he walked out of the gate of the ancestral temple, the entire imperial city was completely enveloped by his chilling aura.
The iron-blooded energy rolled like a vast ocean covering the sky over the imperial city that was nearly a hundred miles in radius.
At this moment, a group of elite cavalry wearing iron armor broke away from the interception of a group of guards and rushed to the square in front of the ancestral temple with murderous intent.
Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold, and he shouted sternly: "This is where the Xuetai Ancestral Temple is located. It enshrines the spiritual thrones of the successive Xuetai emperors. As foreign ministers, you dare to set foot in the holy land of the Ancestral Temple. Are you going to rebel?"
The team of elite cavalry shouted in unison, and the leading general yelled: "Kill him... For our merits as a dragon, we shall be rewarded with great rewards and enjoy the glory and wealth! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!" "
With loud shouts of killing, the leading general waved his spear and rode straight towards Yingzheng, but he was accidentally shot down by a spear. . )