Chapter 1576

Oriental Ji slightly frowned and said, "boy, these spirits are the most powerful emperors in the history of Tianyi empire."

Yang Ling ordered a point is also to see, although these spirits decent and expressionless, but from their attire is very obvious.

"Tiantian emperor, Tianao emperor, Tianshi emperor, Tianjue emperor, Tianyu emperor, Tiancheng Emperor..."

He came to the mainland for a long time. These portraits of the emperor were everywhere, and almost all of them were recognized by him.

The poem in front of the altar, Haolong sneered: "Yang Ling, thank you for recognizing the previous emperors of Tianyi empire."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

What's the purpose of Yang HaoLing's poetry

"Purpose, my purpose has already been achieved."

"Well?"

Yang Ling was slightly stunned and looked at the altar behind him. However, she found that there was a spirit bead on the altar, and there was blood flowing slowly in the rune groove carved on the altar, which seemed to be absorbed by the spirit bead.

"Blood refining rebirth big / method!"

Dongfang Ji was surprised and said, "can't you try to revive the old thief tianwu emperor with the blood and flesh of your people?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Shihaolong looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "yes, the Oriental palace master has good eyesight. This is the rebirth skill of blood refining!"

"But you are wrong. You killed my people, not me."

Yang Ling was surprised to see the emperor and understood everything in an instant.

According to the records of strange stories, the rebirth of blood refining can recast the body of the dead, but only if the soul of the person is still there, and the sacrifice of blood refining must have a certain blood relationship with the person.

The poem Haolong buried a blood refining array in the bottom of the Empire early in the morning, and the Tianyi people in the imperial capital were basically the founding Emperors: the people of emperor tianwu, even though they were ancient, still had a trace of blood connection.

this array is to extract the blood essence of the emperor's civilians who are being killed at the moment, and to rebuild the body of the emperor a little bit.

This man is a holy land power. Once resurrected, all people will die, including the children of God below!

Yang Ling felt more and more numb. The poem Haolong had to open the imperial treasure house when the selection of the eldest son failed, and brought most of the Royal experts to come up ahead of time. In this way, they could let the outsiders covet all kinds of magic weapons in the treasure house and rush forward recklessly. Second, it also created a false impression for them.

The emperor does not have the illusion of master!

The imperial capital is a piece of fat in the eyes of all major forces. Since there is no master, he must rush to take a bite, and they do the same.

Such burning, killing and looting will inevitably lead to the death of a large number of the people and the army in the capital. Their blood will be absorbed by the array below and used to shape the body of emperor tianwu!

This poem Haolong will all calculate clearly, powerful, really powerful!

He and dongfangji, who know the truth now, are locked in by the breath of outstanding emperors of past dynasties. It is difficult to leave the treasure house to stop the killing. A war is essential.

Su Qiling and others rushed in without knowing it, and they would be immediately trapped. As long as the poem Haolong was delayed for a moment and a half, I was afraid that the soldiers of the major forces below would have killed almost all the people

The resurrection of Emperor Wu is almost certain!

Looking at the red blood constantly flowing into the Pearl, Yang Ling found that the problem seemed to have no solution

At the same time, he also sensed the smell of robbery in the treasure house. Twilight must be hiding here. He didn't know whether Twilight would help him. He didn't know if he would come out and kill him. He couldn't count on this woman for the moment.

After silence for a while, Yang Ling said, "so to speak, the so-called ghost Saint born to shake open space cracks, is also your trap?"

"Not bad!"

Shi Haolong sneered: "I don't open the door of the secret land of Luotian valley. How can you come in and help me kill people?"

"How can I resurrect my ancestor Wudi if these pariah do not die?"

"If Emperor Wu is resurrected, as long as he kills you and pushes everything on you outsiders, my family will surely share a common hatred against the enemy."

"At that time, we will raise our troops to kill luotiangu and swallow up the whole world. This pan ancient continent will belong to our Tian family. Ha ha ha ha!"

Shihaolong laughs out his voice to vent the pleasure in his heart. He has calculated everything, and it is seamless!

Cruel!

This man is really cruel!

But after thinking about it, Yang Ling always felt that something was wrong.

At the moment, not only was Yang Ling shocked by this man's vicious calculation, but also the royal children around him looked at their emperor in disbelief.

"Father, emperor, there are 50 million people in the imperial capital..."

"Do you really have the heart to see them all slaughtered?"

Shi Haolong fiercely turned to look at his daughter and said in a deep voice, "a general who has achieved great things has never cared about the loss of life.""Their death is worth it. Together with their ancestors, Emperor Wu, they will reign over the world and all over the world."

"My father Is it really so important to be king in the world? "

"We, can't we live in Luotian Valley for generations..."

The poem was full of tears, and other princesses and princesses also laughed bitterly, some of which were hard to accept, while the queen sighed and shook her head, and her face was desolate.

Poetry Haolong cold hum: "do not know the enterprising, decadent and conservative race, will eventually be crushed by the wheel of history."

"Only if we forge ahead bravely and expand our territory, can we inherit our glory for thousands of years!"

Yang Ling below is thinking about countermeasures, but he hears the voice of Dongfang Ji: "Yang Ling, my father is practicing in seclusion. It is not suitable to move lightly for the time being. We can only protect ourselves now."

"Well?"

Yang Ling smell speech slightly a Leng, this voice seems to ring in the mind.

"Force the sound into a line, and convey the voice of God?"

In his heart, he sighed the silence of the East, but his face blinked to show that he was listening.

The voice of silence in the East sounded again: "the prohibition in the treasure house is very strong. No admittance or exit is allowed. These spirits are far superior to the monks of the same rank under the imperial spirit of the treasure house. It is difficult for us to win by ourselves alone."

"Now we have to drag them to the gods. The two sons of life and sea are extraordinary. Maybe they can communicate with the spirit. Then we can break the prohibition and rush out."

Yang Ling frowned when she heard the speech. Although she didn't speak, her expression didn't seem to agree.

Seeing this, Dongfang Ji hummed: "why, do you want to prevent the resurrection of Emperor Wu?"

"Have you seen the altar? There's a lot of void around it. If you're careless, you'll be pulled into the space crack, and you'll be doomed."

"If the green hills remain, we will not worry about firewood burning. We will retreat for the time being and think about countermeasures."

Yang Ling smelled the speech and looked at the altar. Under the careful observation of Tianyan, he found a seemingly stable space, but there were dense small gaps around, which could be expanded at any time.

If they are sucked in, they will either cross on the spot, or be torn apart directly, or be banished forever.

The situation can be said to be extremely severe, dongfangji is indeed the best choice to win in chaos.

But even if you want to run, you can't come here empty handed.

After he nodded, his whole body flashed with thunder. He appeared in front of a golden shelf like a flash. He just waved his hand and collected all the magic weapons on it. Then he darted into the corridor and disappeared.

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