Volume 14 Chapter 22

People in Zhongzhou look at the sky like they have dementia.

In their lives, even in their imagination, there has never been such a picture.

A golden s è lightning, which was bigger than the arm, fell from the sky and hit the palace.

The sky above the palace is full of lightning.

Many officials of Yunqin, who stayed in their own courtyard and waited for the final result, fell to the ground to express their awe and submission.

No practitioner can have such a powerful power.

So this is the heavenly power, this is the punishment of the kingdom of the emperor, punishing those who dare to disobey the emperor.

……

Lightning is like a pillar, like the God of heaven waving the huge staff of God's punishment and smashing it down.

A general of Zhongzhou guards cried out in horror, trying to escape from the palace, but he saw that all around the horizon were such lightning strikes on the ground.

Then he saw a huge pillar of thunder and it came down to his head.

His body was violently crushed to the ground by the lightning, and it was smashed into pieces of flying limbs.

Emperor Yunqin walked by him coldly and majestically, and walked by his broken corpse. He was like a God coming out of the kingdom of God, punishing the people who dare to disrespect him.

Wen xuanshu woke up.

No ray of thunder has fallen on him.

When the white man was hit by thunder and died, he woke up.

He wants to understand something.

"So this is your changsun's turtle shell!"

He roared angrily.

Then he saw the emperor walking in the thunder light, and saw that the thunder pillar of Jin s è hit the emperor, but it spread like water.

The anger and fear on his face turned into a little excitement.

He also began to shine, began to flow out of the golden s è lightning.

He saw that the pillars of Jin s è were isolated by the Jin s è ray light flowing from the emperor, and the power of terror became as gentle as water. **

he can also emit golden lightning.

Because he has the unique real dragon clothes made of countless real dragon gems.

His whole body is also full of thunder.

Then he hesitated for a moment and rushed towards a falling golden s è lightning in front of him.

The pillars of thunder from the sky hit him.

The excitement on his face froze for a moment.

This thunderbolt did not turn into a gentle waterfall as he imagined and hoped, but like a giant giant giant.

A blast.

Two waves of thunder exploded.

Wen xuanshu stumbles out.

There are many cracks on his real dragon treasure clothes.

The real dragon gems, which are more golden than pure gold, are thrown down from his real dragon clothes like pearls with broken threads.

Emperor Yun Qin is not far away from Wen xuanshu. He looks at Wen xuanshu with contempt and pitiful eyes, and satirizes: "fool Do you think all the thunders in this world are the same? If they are all the same, why is this world under the charge of my eldest grandson? "

In between, he decided to give Wen xuanshu more humiliation.

So he stretched out his hand and put it into a falling lightning in front of him.

His hand went through the lightning.

The terrible thunder ran down his arm like water.

Wen xuanshu 's eyes turned red and he let out a fierce roar like crazy.

But he just took a step, and another ray of thunder fell on his head.

Wen xuanshu made a shrill cry.

Countless real dragon gems on his body splashed, and his body fell in the thunder.

The real Autumn Festival of Yunqin is over.

Because in the eyes of countless Zhongzhou people who see this scene, it is the will of God, who always helps the Holy Son.

However, Jin s è s lightning bolt is still falling.

A lot of zhongzhouwei who want to end all this can't wait for the result they want.

A lot of people have knelt down and bowed to the ground, but the golden lightning still fell on them.

Emperor Yunqin stood on the central road of the imperial city and watched the ongoing massacre.

……

Xu Zhenyan watched the lightning storm outside the prison in the rebel army where Wen xuanshu was.

He was also shocked, but there were not many accidents in his heart.

He could be sure that even a saint like the moon could not come out of the thunder light.

So Wen xuanshu died.

So his choice is right.

He began to smile a little smugly at the corner of his mouth, because he thought that one secret, the whole cloud Qin, was left to him.

Dichoufei also stood on a certain section of the wall and watched this continuous rush out of the void, and then hit the golden s è lightning on the ground.

He is the only one in Zhongzhou city who is neither shocked nor surprised, and is extremely calm.

Because he had known the secret of zhenlongshan for a long time, and it was because of this secret that he would let some of Wen xuanshu's saints die, and let the seven gate buildings down here.

He knew that Wen xuanshu would not survive.

Some of his sighs and some of his regrets.

Because Wen xuanshu is a real hero.

But he thought that even if he told the secret of zhenlongshan to Wen xuanshu, in the city guarded by Ni Henian, Wen xuanshu might not have a way to solve it. So for him, to maximize the benefits, he would naturally sacrifice Wen xuanshu, the hero.

Now many old people have died in this thunder lit city.

So the city is full of opportunities and a stage for young people like him.

The lightning is very high, thick and bright.

People can see it far away from Zhongzhou.

Walking on a path outside the city, Wen xuanshu in an ordinary carriage also saw the shining thunder sea in the sky.

He could see that was the direction of the real dragon mountain.

He didn't know how, but he knew what it meant.

So he grabbed the blanket and began to cry in the closed carriage.

……

After several stops, the thunder light suddenly disappeared.

In those dark temples on the real dragon mountain, the heavy curtain that flutters recovers the gloom and remains motionless, as heavy as an iron curtain.

Emperor Yunqin walked out of the broken palace gate, facing the city.

All the monks and Zhongzhou Army soldiers who were still alive in the Imperial Palace fell to their knees.

Many people in Zhongzhou city who looked at the palace and saw his figure faintly also knelt down.

"Long live the Holy One! Hooray! "

A sound like this broke out in Zhongzhou city and spread.

Emperor Yunqin breathed the bloody air. He heard the unprecedented awe in the voice. He felt this kind of feeling very good.

The Zhongzhou guard army, which was blocked by the city wall of Zhongzhou, was ready to attack at any time. A sergeant put down all his weapons and knelt on the ground.

"Whose family is this?"

"This is the world of the changsun family!"

Emperor Yun Qin murmured to himself at the gate of the palace.

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