v2 Chapter 1259： First imperial blood

Yan Mingyue smiled happily and said, "Thank you, big brother. In fact, I also have a sense of proportion. I will not offend people who are too high. This time I went to a foreign country and was taught a fake. I really want to be angry. Dead me, the fake has such a strong power."

"Fake goods?" asked no moon for some interest.

Later, Yan Mingyue told the story to Zhao Mingyue, how to meet Zhao Wei, and the battle.

There was a little seriousness in the face of the moon, and asked, "Do you say that the emperor's breath in that person is not only stronger than you, but also many times more pure than you? There is no imperial gas blessing?"

Yan Ming nodded and said, "I am a bit strange, why is this fake so pure blood!"

Yu Wuyue explained and replied, "We are the emperor, the blood of the emperor is the most pure, if it is better than us, then only the first generation of blood."

Yan Mingyue cried with a look of surprise. "No! How could the man have the blood of the first generation? He could not have an empire, or I would have died."

"This is also my strange place, even if the average person is lucky to get the blood of the emperor, but the blood of the emperor will not be pure, can only say mixed blood, but that person is the blood of the first generation."

Yan Mingyue said, "What should I do? The man dares to hurt me, and dares to be a contemptuous attitude towards me. Big brother does not kill him. I don't hate it."

He looked at him without a month and said seriously, "Okay! I will solve this problem, and that person is not easy, be careful!"

When Ming Mingy heard this, he smiled with confidence and thought about how Zhao Wei died.

Subsequently. No moon returned to the main hall. The rest of the people didn't care about it. But when they came back and didn't come back to talk about things, everyone was a little surprised and asked, "The first generation of blood?"

臧无月 seriously responded, "According to the six brothers, the person should be the first generation of the blood, and the blood of the emperor is much stronger than the blood of our imperial empire, this time the six brothers are not defeated."

"This is not a trivial matter. It is time to send someone to arrest the person and torture him, and ask why he is the blood of the first generation." One person said coldly.

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The middle-aged man in the middle of the middle, the look is a bit serious, and the heart feels a faint hunch, saying, "The emperor's secret technique is calculated to the position of the person. If you can know the way he got the blood of the first generation, maybe the empire is against the empire. There is great help, and this person is a big trouble, or I will get rid of it early."

When everyone heard his words, they did not expect that middle-aged men would pay so much attention to this matter, and they would have to display the secrets of the empire. This is also unexpected.

One person said, "Do you know the father? Do you need to pay attention to it?"

The elegant middle-aged man answered seriously, "Well! My instinct tells me that this must be treated with caution."

Then, on a tall altar, an old man dressed for sacrifice, stood in the center of a squad, and was also called in the moon. He did not think that the empire paid so much attention to one thing, and there were some surprises in his heart. That Zhao must die.

A **** dress was handed over to the hand of the sacrifice, and the blood of the dress was the blood of Zhao Wei.

Holding this dress, the ritual began to read the ancient encounter, the temperature around it suddenly, a cold ghost, from the altar, countless ghosts emerged, such as a whirlpool around the center of the sacrifice.

Gradually more and more yin has spread to 10,000 meters, and the ghosts surrounding the sacrifices have reached tens of thousands, with a vast and amazing momentum.

"boom!"

The ritual throws the blood coat in the hand to the sky. The tens of thousands of ghosts around the ritual, such as the whirlpool, rushed to the **** coat, and a powerful momentum broke out, and countless grays.

A huge illusion appeared in the sky. It was a pale, looking sly, wearing a gray robes, wearing a gray dragon scorpion, a gray dragon sword at the waist, and a ghostly emperor with a cold scent.

The secret technique that the empire masters is the name of the ghost emperor, summoning the ghostly ghost, let it enter the endless secret, looking for the whereabouts of the person who is looking for.

After the ghosts of the ghosts emerged, the sacrifices were given to the ghost emperor, and he said, "I want to find the whereabouts of this person, and ask the ghost emperor to instruct."

The ghost emperor heard the words, his eyes closed, and consciousness entered the endless secrets. Following the breath of blood, he soon found someone.

But what I saw was a sea of ​​fog that was condensed in the dead air. The fog sea sensed the approach of the ghost emperor, and with a huge dead air tide, came to the ghost emperor, and the ghost emperor changed his face and hurriedly retreated. But the dead air is fierce, and the ghostly emperor consciousness is instantly overwhelmed.

The ghost emperor on the altar suddenly opened his eyes, and a dead air erupted from the body. The ghost emperor instantly turned into numerous fragments.

The dead air from the ghost emperor like a fierce monster, flew around, the five or six-stage soldiers guarding the side, without any resistance, the vitality was swallowed by that dead air.

boom!

Three lights suddenly fell in the sky, namely blood, gold, and gray. The sky was suddenly dyed in three colors, and the three rays of light with unimaginable power of the heavens and the earth, fiercely bombarded on the sacrifice.

That sacrifice was like a cockroach ants flying out, falling heavily on the ground, spit out a large mouth of blood, the body bones do not know how much.

This sudden change made the people who watched around all look shocked. The ghost emperor was one of the most powerful secrets of the imperial empire. Because it relied on the ghost emperor, this is no longer comparable to ordinary mystery.

However, it is obvious that the mystery failed, and the sacrifice was also countered by the terrible retreat. With this degree of counter-attack, it may be calculated to some people with huge heavenly blessings.

The dead air is still spreading fiercely. The middle-aged man of the elegant middle-aged man snorted and grabbed a hand. A force of the emperor who was huge enough to imprison the heavens and the earth rushed out and imprisoned countless deaths.

But in the next moment, the middle-aged man of Confucianism changed his face, because he found that the kind of dead air is like the power of restraining the Emperor. The power of the imperial concubine is quickly swallowed up by death, and the dead air becomes More fierce, madly rushing to the people around, especially to those who have the blood of the emperor.

Looking at the scene, I feel the horrible death, the middle-aged man can not help but exclaim, "The emperor cursed!"

"boom!"

The middle-aged man of Confucianism directly erupted the power of the great Emperor, and forced the anger to the dead, the power of the horrible Emperor, a little bit of dead air into nothingness, the dead air is terrible, but the number is not many, elegant middle-aged Men can still cope.

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