Volume 14 Chapter 21

"Almost."

Because I have been fighting in this city for a long time. From the beginning, I felt that this city was not like the ten years before the founding of the state of Yunqin to meet too many practitioners. At this moment, Ni Henian was exhausted to the extreme, and his voice seemed hollow.

However, hearing his words, Wen xuanshu's heart suddenly became cold. He didn't know what would happen next, but he always felt that what would happen was terrible.

The elder of purgatory mountain died.

Although Ni Henian is the invincible holy master in this city, he is not the real immortal after all, and can no longer fight.

The gate guards rebelled.

Dichou flies to betray.

Lengzhen rebelled in the south.

Those who should be rebellious are rebellious, and those who should not be rebellious are also rebellious.

However, he only took advantage of these people's potential to do such a thing. At this time, everything is still under his control, and he is still winning.

What else can stop him from destroying the changsun family and climbing the real dragon mountain in this city?

He looked up at Zhenlong mountain.

If at this time, there is anything else that can stop him, it must only come from zhenlongshan.

In the deep dark halls of the real dragon mountain that he could not see, heavy curtains suddenly fluttered, and countless threads of light flowed down on these thick screens like water.

…… The fierce palace suddenly became quiet.

It's not because of the sight that the world can't see at all, but because of a bright yellow s è figure, coming slowly from the foot of Zhenlong mountain, along the central axis of the palace.

All the practitioners and Zhongzhou guards of thunder college who saw this figure unconsciously retreated from each other and began to lay down their weapons.

It's not just because of the majesty that emanates from this person at this time, but also because this person is able to fully understand the turmoil and killing.

At this time, the only person who can achieve such an effect is emperor Yun Qin.

Wen xuanshu's tightly locked brow loosed.

Looking at the emperor Yun Qin walking slowly on the straight central road of the Imperial City, he knew that no matter what happened next, it was the final battle, and he liked the feeling of the battle.

He turned his head and took a look at the white man.

The white scholar looked at him, nodded, and took out a purple s è stone pillar from his sleeve. There was no Rune on the stone pillar, but there were countless small holes.

A trace of soul power was seeped into the one foot long stone column by the hand of the white robed scholar.

A tiny purple s è bug, like a mosquito but not a mosquito, flew out of the hole in the stone pillar in his hand.

There are so many purple red S è insects that it seems that the stone column is emitting small purple red S è smoke for a while from a distance.

These insects happily smell the taste of countless fresh blood.

So they became greedy, fell into those pools of blood, began to suck blood, copulate, excrete countless smaller white s è eggs, and then died.

The eggs of white s è insects hatch and become more purple red S è insects, and then more purple red S è insects begin to repeat the process.

Eating, copulating, laying eggs and reproducing offspring are the most common way of life and reproduction between heaven and earth. However, they are all too fast.

It's very scary and creepy.

This process, only between two or three breaths, completes a cycle.

It's like before you blink, it's still dawn, but after you blink, you find it's night.

A little purple red S è thin smoke soon turned into a column of smoke, into a pengpeng purple red S è mist.

Although Wen xuanshu and the literati in white haven't done any further actions at the moment, this kind of insect has never appeared in a certain battle, or even in the ancient books of the practitioners. No one knows what the purpose and power of this insect are except Wen xuanshu and the literati in white. However, all the practitioners of the Zhongzhou army and thunderbolt College I think it's shocking. I think it's horrible.

They know that this must be the most powerful means of Wen xuanshu and the most powerful means for decisive battle.

Emperor Yunqin is still walking slowly on the central road of the Imperial City, which is enough to coordinate nine black and gold carriages.

He went through the broken Jinluan palace and stood in front of it.

He also saw these insects as the life and death of condensed time, but in his eyes, only hegemony, strength, self-confidence, majesty, fanaticism, even desire But there was no fear.

All these fanatical emotions related to the power made his whole face and eyes, which were in some shape and shape, glow fiercely.

At this time, facing the emperor in charge of the cloud Qin, Wen xuanshu wanted to say something.

In the face of Wen xuanshu who dared to challenge himself, or other enemies who did not appear in the Imperial City, Emperor Yunqin also wanted to say something.

As a result, Emperor Yun Qin first waved to Ni Henian and signaled him to leave.

The tired Ni he year drifted away and disappeared between the broken temples.

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"if you don't have president Zhang who walked into Zhongzhou city that year, you are just an ordinary person." So Wen xuanshu first uttered a voice. He sneered and said, "this throne is given to you by heaven and Yunqin, but you think it's your own."

"You are wrong."

Emperor Yun Qin didn't get angry, but looked at Wen xuanshu with a lot of strong emotions, "I've never been an ordinary person, just an ant like you, I don't know."

Wen xuanshu's eyes narrowed slightly.

But before he spoke out, Emperor Yunqin said proudly, "qingluan college has been teaching people to be awed, so that the world can know what is real awe by offering sacrifices to heaven."

"This is the real cloud Qin Autumn Festival." He said slowly, fanatically and majestically.

His body began to glow.

It starts to shine.

Countless gold s è s, from his body, on the skin.

Everyone's breathing has stopped.

Wen xuanshu and the literati in white also stopped breathing.

Even squinting his eyes, he walked quietly in the Imperial City, thinking about the previous battles. If Ni Henian knew something, his breath would stop completely.

Ni Henian's eyes are becoming more and more impossible. He can only see things like five feet in front of him.

At the moment, however, he still raised his head hard to see the direction of zhenlongshan.

The emperor was thundering.

Zhenlong mountain also began to shine.

In that dark palace, the heavy curtain has been lit up as if by the light inside. This heavy curtain also seems to become a flowing light curtain.

The mysterious runes on the metal ground in the halls of Zhenlong mountain began to shine, just like the golden solution flowing in it.

The metal plate in the heavy curtain began to rise.

It turns out that this is not a huge plate embedded in the ground, but a huge metal column.

…… There is only a kind of golden s è color left in the sky on the top of Zhenlong mountain.

It's as if the sky opened a huge passage, falling countless golden lights, covering the whole real dragon mountain.

All the people in Zhongzhou city saw such a scene.

All the people who had only dared to close the door at home began to open the door and walk to the street. All the city gate guards, Zhongzhou army and patrol army in Zhongzhou City forgot their orders and stopped to look at the scene in horror.

The whole Zhenlong mountain is shining and bathed in golden light.

The light on the real dragon mountain forms a huge pillar of light, which looks like the sky has opened a channel. There is a real God coming in such a light.

The endless fear occupied the heart of the betrayed army.

Is it true that there is a dragon in this real dragon mountain, as in the legend?

Wen xuanshu is also shocked to see zhenlongshan become an unimaginable golden s è light pillar.

The most dispassionate scholar in white felt frightened. He played a bamboo flute in his hand.

Flutes whimpered, a group of purple s è fog, forming a hurricane, with his mind, rushed to the whole body of the lightning cloud Qin emperor.

A loud bang!

A thunder from the sky!

All the people in Zhongzhou city were shocked by the heart!

No one saw the God come, no one saw the real dragon in the legend.

Only a golden s è flash of lightning fell from the sky and fell on the emperor's body. It blew up dozens of corpses and turned the mud and blood in the cracks on the road into a blooming blood mist.

Emperor Yunqin looks up at the sky.

Millions of people in Zhongzhou look up to the sky.

In the sky above the palace, countless white clouds have become bright and become golden thunderclouds.

The edge of thundercloud began to flow with the lightning of golden s è, and even the center of the cloud began to spit out the lightning of golden s è.

Ni Henian could not see all this clearly.

He just felt the energy of terror.

Just like the sky above the Imperial City, there are countless saints.

After one, there are countless.

Countless golden s è s lightning, like rain, fell down.

…… Wen xuanshu and all the rebellious ministers of Yun and Qin around him and behind him, as well as all the powerful practitioners, were all cold, and then began to shake, just like one snowman, shaking off the snow on his body.

Lei Guangli, Emperor Yunqin looks at Wen xuanshu coldly, and then he starts to move forward, following the rebel in front of him.

His eyes, even some thanks.

Wen xuanshu understood his meaning and his brain became blank.

Countless cries, cries for mercy and screams of fear began.

A lightning bolt of gold struck the world of the rebels on the Yunqin emperor and the central axis, like the scourge of countless punishments, smashing a corpse into pieces Beat a scared screamer to pieces.

A purple s è hurricanes, by the innumerable lightning strike into the fly ash.

Emperor Yunqin walked in countless lightning pillars, walking in this lightning storm, the white robed literati saw that the golden s è lightning pillars fell on emperor Yunqin, just like a huge rain, flowing down his body.

A big flash of lightning fell on the scholar in white.

His body flew out and cracked.