Chapter 753

How similar to his last trip to the three provinces, this time, however, Xu Yangyi has no leisure and elegance. The time of billions of people on the earth lies in him and real people in Heishan.

He has no reason to back off.

World War, the earth also has no way back.

He didn't see that in the golden elixir, the Liuhe causal lamp was shining more and more.

Cause and effect, cause and effect, cause and effect. The earth's preparation for war started because of him. He appealed to the whole world. Now, everything he does for the earth is a great cause and effect.

He who lives in heaven and earth is the adverse journey of all things, time is the passer-by of a hundred generations. How many golden elixirs are wasted, it is difficult to find their own cause and effect. In fact, sometimes it's not that I can't find it, but that I find it and dare not force myself to the last moment. In the choice of righteousness and self, the latter is chosen.

Heaven and man fight. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

"Master! The hall of peace breaks through“ Officials! Let's go! The Zhonghe hall is also broken! "

There was a scream in the Jinluan palace. Zhu Changluo held Chunjun in his hand and waved it. Chunjun didn't have any resistance this time. He cut the throat of several eunuchs and concubines around him.

"When the king dies, the emperor guards the country. This is the order of Taizu and Taizong. Now how dare you persuade me to escape? To be the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty? "

He glanced contemptuously at the crowd and sneered, "shameless."

In Xu Yangyi's eyes, the Jinluan palace is close at hand. He didn't even feel what was in it. He didn't want to retreat. He was ten meters tall and rushed to the Jinluan palace.

No matter what, never retreat. This is our own way, our own righteousness, and the dispute of ideas.

"Wow!" The antique door was knocked open by the fierce black aura, and all the windows were blowing and hunting. It's like death.

Here, it's dark.

Although lit countless candles, it makes people feel like hell. One by one tall candles, the Jinluan hall will shine a bright light. There was only one person in the hall, and all the other places were clothes pierced by the sword.

A few seconds later, the doors and windows stopped and Weng Ming walked into the Jinluan hall against the light. Xu Yangyi's sword dragged a spark on the ground.

"Mingguangzong, I've come to kill you."

Opposite him, on the throne of Kowloon, sat a middle-aged man.

Lying drunk, the Golden Dragon collapses and gently shakes the jade bone fan. He has a Golden Dragon Wing crown on his head and a embroidered Dragon Robe with a pan collar and narrow sleeves. The appearance is not outstanding, but sitting there, it seems sacred and inviolable, that kind of invisible momentum, as if can let the world worship.

I can't see his face clearly. He is a strange spirit. The whole body is full of dead air. With a cup in one hand and a sword in the other. The other side stood up slowly.

"Where did I lose?"

Did not answer, because at this moment, the sky sounded a third "Ka."

Three years have passed!

It's very light, but it resounds from the bottom of Xu Yangyi's heart. The eldest husband has something to do, something not to do, and more to take responsibility. At the beginning, he told the world about the world war. Now, this is his result. He didn't want to escape, and he couldn't.

He didn't answer at all. His figure had turned into a dark storm. Where he passed, the Jinluan palace was split inch by inch. In the middle of a ravine torn by the fierce spirit power, a little cold light, like a shadow, pierces mingguangzong's chest.

On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes to the west, and an immortal flies out of the sky.

"Dang!" However, it was a bright sword light that welcomed him. A pure white sword, which had no wind, unexpectedly took Xu Yangyi's sword.

"I advise you not to act rashly." Zhu Changluo didn't seem to be annoyed at all. He unfolded his right hand and two small coffins appeared in his palm. It's made of pure gold, with complicated craftsmanship. One is engraved with Tian Zi, the other is engraved with Di Zi.

"You'd better sit down. I'm the real last emperor. I give you a seat." He turned his back and didn't worry about Xu Yangyi pointing his sword: "if you don't want to... I can only integrate these two things."

Xu Yangyi takes a deep breath, suppresses the overturned intention of killing in his heart, and holds his sword against a dragon pole. Zhu Changluo sat in the Dragon chair and a glass of wine floated to him: "grape wine luminous cup, this cup, I give you."

Xu Yangyi took his glass and drank it.

We can't be in a hurry... If Zhu Changluo really put all his eggs in one basket, he can't afford it.

The steel wire of time is slowly tightening and relaxing. If he makes a wrong choice, he will be robbed for ten years.

"Good wine." He said with a smile: "I'd like to propose a toast to you, so as not to leave Yangguan in the west without an old friend.""I have a story." Zhu Changluo also drank it all, and the fan gently knocked on his hand: "a story that I have hidden for a long time."

Without waiting for Xu Yangyi to open his mouth, he seemed to have held it for hundreds of years. Looking at the carved beams and painted buildings and the magnificent top of the golden palace, he said slowly, "I don't know why I woke up."

"But when I woke up, it wasn't like that here."

"This mountain is not a real one, either. It was moved by the great friar invited by Taizu. Because this is the last dragon vein in China. However, this dragon vein was knocked out of a huge hole by something unknown. " He raised his gorgeous robe and pointed to the sky: "that's it. Ai Qing should have seen it too."

"You don't have to ask me how it was formed or what made such a big hole here. I don't know, but I know... "He picked up his glass and played with it gently:" there is a place here that I can never go. That... Is the nine secluded yellow spring, is the underworld abyss. What's more, the one who opened it should be the same thing as the one who knocked Tianshou mountain out of such a big hole. "

"I blocked it up with some treasures." He casually mentioned it, and then changed the topic: "for hundreds of years, I have resurrected the people who were buried with me one by one, and then ah... I have waited for my son and grandson to come here one by one. Until... I met it. "

Xu Yangyi pondered for a moment: "Andre?"

"Do you know it?" Zhu Changluo raised his head and looked at Xu Yangyi like fire: "it's the devil. You're right. It... Even came here earlier than me. Hiding in the crack of Jiuyou. Until I built Daming Palace, it finally appeared. "

He poured a glass of wine for himself again and said sarcastically, "it tells me a lot of things. I can only believe it. The separation of yin and Yang is not a lie. I can't get out of the ground at all. In hundreds of years of exploration, I also know some details of it. "

"This devil is not a creature of our world. I believe in my own eyes. Although they are good friends with me, in their eyes, I am generally a member of ordinary people. And it... Just because something broke through this dragon vein, it was brought here. " He leaned forward slightly, as if laughing: "twenty years ago, it suddenly became extremely intelligent. It's a devilish intelligence. But suddenly he was seriously injured and had to walk out of the crack and ask for help from me. "

"He thinks he knows everything about me. However, I am an emperor. How can I understand the mind of the emperor? " He laughed, threw away his glass and picked up Chun Jun beside him: "the story behind, if you can kill me, I will tell you."

"Come on, you crazy man, let me try your three feet green front."

Xu Yangyi looks at mingguangzong deeply.

He is not good in the history of heaven. He does not know how to evaluate mingguangzong in history, but the man in front of him, or male ghost, is neither cowardly nor stupid.

As a king of a generation, it's a great shame to be killed in Jinluan hall. However, the other side did not escape, and did not choose to merge and naturally raise two corpses. He did not know whether it was because he finally found out that Andre only used him as a chess piece, or whether the dignity of the emperor could not tolerate his soul parasitizing on the two corpses, which may always be a mystery.

However, the other side still did so.

He got up, drew his sword, held the hilt in both hands, and slowly saluted: "wolf poison immortal, Xu Yangyi, waiting for teaching."

Zhu Changluo Chun Jun pointed out obliquely: "Ming fourteen emperors, Ming Guangzong, here."

Silence.

In the hall of Jinluan, only the shadow of candle sways.

The next second, they drew their swords at the same time. Without a pause, Chun Jun passed a white sword light in mid air. With noble and unparalleled spirit, he combined with Zhu Changluo to strike a strike similar to a golden elixir!

A mortal, without any spiritual power, is still a spiritual body. His power can approach the golden elixir.

Body and sword.

"Fast, fast!" Zhu Changluo burst out laughing: "for the first time in hundreds of years, Chun Jun and I are in accord. Wolf poison, die

"Brush!" It's a sword again. You can see that he is very good at martial arts. Although it's ordinary Kung Fu, what I'm holding now is Chun Jun, one of the top ten holy swords. The sword's Qi runs through the air, and the candles all around go out.

"When" Xu Yangyi easily took the sword, but there was no trace of ridicule. Somehow, he even had a trace of sympathy and respect for the last emperor in front of him.

"Kill Zhu Changluo looks up at the sky with a long smile. He has three backhand swords with a very tricky angle. The three swords directly smash the whole Jinluan hall, and even Chun Jun makes a sound in Weng Ming.

However... Is still too slow.

Xu Yangyi took the three swords, but he still didn't fight back. Zhu Changluo's next sword stabbed him with anger: "wolf poison, why is that?""Pity?"

"Pitiful?"

"Put away your cheap love. I'm the son of heaven. When will it be your turn to be a poor man?"

This sword, the sword ran with the roar, the sound was like thunder, the pure white sword light turned into a white phoenix, whistling and rushing to the outside of the hall. The ground cracked where it had passed.

"Rush Xu Yangyi shot a blood arrow from his right shoulder. The wound was neither deep nor painful. The other side didn't know how to use the spirit power at all. No matter how deep the ordinary Kung Fu was, it couldn't hurt him.

At this moment, the fourth "Ka" came. It's like a death knell.

The fourth year

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, long sword inclined to point: "offended."

"I'll take you on the road."