Monarch of Evernight

Emperor, the sun is perfect.

Two similarly-aged men with a slightly similar face stood on the porch outside the “Little Tibetan Palace”.

“Uncle Xie helps.” The Emperor fell to the ground.

Linjiang Wang looked cold and sidestepped to the front, “There is no one else here, why do you have to act like this. ”

Hao's face had no discomfort at all. “Wait for one more person.” Don't wait for King Jiang to frown and say the answer directly, "is King Qingyang. ”

"“ Can you hold him up? "cried King Linjiang. It's not easy. ”

“King Qingyang is not a man who can pull together. He has always disagreed with Lin Hou's political opinions and has always ignored the law. Just stand by us this time. ”

“He's bold enough, then. The two great-granduncles just helped to suppress the Emperor and the Qin Lu situation. His name is Tian Wang, he is in the Emperor, not only dare to enter the Xiao Tibetan Palace, but also dare to stand in your field?” Lin Jiang Wang remembered some things, shook his head, "Zhang Boqian, this man really, uh, couldn't see through. ”

"'I know what your uncle was worried about,' said Hao. Rest assured, how could I let Lin Hou step on this mess? As a matter of fact, he won't be leading another battle until his wounds are very good. ”

Lin Jiang Wang had some accidents. After being slightly stunned, he nodded: “Fine. ”

Soon, a shadow landed on the porch, precisely Qingyang Wang Zhang Boqian. The three of them glanced at each other, nodding their heads as if they had seen a courtesy, and no one meant anything cold.

The gate to the “Little Tibetan Palace” opened slowly.

Hawkeye leads the way.

Nearly noon at this moment, the silence inside and outside the Little Tibetan Palace was unusual, and there was no fourth person in sight or perception, except for the three of them.

Zhang Boqian stepped into the palace gate and found himself walking into a confined space resembling a small world.

The Hao and Linjiang kings have released their respective domains. The "kings' domains” and “colonial floating massacres” of the same origin imperial law are very similar, and the force surge has evolved into various mountain and river society weather. After touching each other several times, the edges of the two domains began to slowly overlap.

And in front of the palace, in the middle of the palace, there is a powerful atmosphere of obscurity, and in this enclosed space, the sun is burning.

Zhang Baoqian's face was calm, his eyes were deep, and he was not as sharp as he was on a weekday, but his temper did not drop at all. He was huge and rich and vast.

Hao Di also did not know for a moment whether Zhang Baoqian was simply not visualizing the realm or just standing there uncovered. If the latter is the case, that is, just two days after the King of Heaven challenge, Zhang Boqian's martial arts actually entered the country again.

The question only gave rise to a small ripple in the heart of Ha 'aretz, who threw away any redundant thoughts and walked along the ramp towards the main palace.

To this day, his alliance is gambling every time, every step on the blade, a slight mistake, is the end of defeat, and those he seeks to protect are more notorious and buried.

Hao himself pushed open the two carved middle doors of the main hall, and the light penetrated the dim hall, strangely parking in the middle line no longer deep, while half the hall, along with the throne at the end, was buried in the shadows.

“Dawn resuscitated, the Emperor's blood is no longer suppressed, the first to wake up is a son of Goki like you, for God's sake is not teasing me the Great Qin Ji Shi?” An old shady voice echoed from the walls of the hall.

As all three Hao Dai entered the main hall, the door closed behind them.

The palace was not dark enough to reach for five fingers, and the whole room was covered in gray, revealing a faded pale, like a rainy day. The last half of the palace, which had been hidden in the shadows, also slowly appeared, along with the old figure sitting on the table.

Tarran Hao, unaffected by the nearly insulting words of the King of Everlasting Life, slowly walked to the center of the hall to establish himself.

“My Grand Qin Ji's bad luck at dawn occurred on the shore of Lo Shui. Since the beginning of Tai Ancestor, there have been 33 lineages. There are still seventeen left to pass on. The ancestors poured blood on the land, and the results here blossom and reproduce and pass on. You are the oldest in the clan. Why should you do something harmful to our people after more than a hundred years of supporting them? ”

“Huang Qiu, also come to preach to the king. My husband didn't lose to you, he lost to God. ”

“If it weren't for your arrangement, how could my mother-in-law serve the Emperor with this blessing? How could Zhao Queen die for this insignificant little thing? ”

The King of Everlasting Life stopped laughing and his eyes beat the Optimus Emperor with gray gray. He said a moment later: "You know a lot. It seems that not only has the kingdom of kings fallen into your hands, but even Fenyang Hou's houses have changed their ways. ”

"'There's no more Fenyang Hou,' said Haodai. ”

King of Everlasting Life laughed, “Yes, well done! You don't have a soft hand in killing Sect! ”

“Fenyang, Lin Yang, Qiwang Tibetan Army soldiers in the capital, while this dark holy mountain peers into the Empire's mainland, want to mess with the Empire, that is, the crime of overthrowing the Empire, no one can forgive.” Ha 'aretz remains unchanged and calm, yet every word he says is full of blood and fire.

The three Hauts could walk into the Little Tibetan Palace, and the King of Everlasting Life knew that the great power had gone. Speaking of which, he also understood that most of the back hand had been uprooted by Hauts, even though there were leaky fish in the great power.

The Eternal King stared at Hao dynasty, “The King really underestimated you. ”

The man standing in the palace has never looked directly into his eyes. Likewise, in the eyes of many chambers, the honorable and gifted children of the Hao dynasty are more valuable than he himself. Otherwise, the two forces of the Eternal King and the Sovereign Emperor have secretly hanged each other for almost a month. How could it not be until Hao challenged the Qingyang King that he realized who the real chess player was behind this?

One son goes wrong, all lose.

The Everlasting King suddenly laughed low and shriveled like a nightingale, "Okay, now that you want to ask the cause and effect, let the king tell you. I, Ji Shi, in support of this luck at dawn, bleed more than you think. Thirty-three lineages were established, and only two of them have always been passed down to this day, you and my ancestors. The fifteen names are still there, but they have all been changed. Even the power of Ether and Wu Emperor has extinguished his direct descendants. ”

He suddenly accentuated his tone, one word at a time: “Which people in the empire is as sacrificed as my son Ji? ”

“Zhao's marriage to my Ji dynasty generation is ridiculous. By now, if you want to test the emperor's blood intensity, take the sons and daughters of Gaoyi to try it, it may be thicker than Linjiang and you. ”

As soon as this is said, the remaining three people in the palace are in different colors.

Hao just wanted to talk, but the Eternal King ignored him, looking at himself: “The younger generation of Zhao has taken away Mansh Savannah, what if one day it can drive the Emperor? Taizu plotted the" beginning of the week ", since cutting off the snake wings and carrying the heavy weekly wheel, since then, Ki's totem has been missing, the emperor blood generation has been suppressed. What exactly is this all about? For the people? The result is that the strong cannot preserve their veins and their inheritance, and instead let the weak like ants steal their lives? ”

Suddenly, Hao became incredibly solemn and lowered his voice: “Turns out what you want to subvert is the week...”

Wang Liuzheng's dead fingers stretched out from his wide sleeve, clamping his armrest hard, his eyes filled with regrets.

He leaned forward slightly, staring at the man in the palace, "Let's see what's left of Ji Su Lian's pulse! Lin Jiang was bewitched by Lin Xitang, and fell into self-defeat, retreating from the frontier for thirty years. And you, Ji Mai An, the blood of a slut openly high temple hall?! ”

The old voice echoed in the hall as if it were a snake, like a howl, like a curse.

“I, the Great Qin Ji, am dead! ”

Everlasting King's cloudy eyes turned, sweeping through Zhang Baoqian like Shinko the Viper, "Humanity is always forgetful and greedy, no one will remember the first sacrifice. Looking at Daqin's millennium, the valves are like the tide and fall, there is always a surname rise, but the emperor's blood is consumed every year. Look at the alien kings. Once they reach their peak, they don't all pinch the Imperial Palace and support their real names. ”

The atmosphere in the palace is as thick as a slump, making people feel like they can't tell you how sad it is to crush the mountain peak.

Whether or not the Everlasting King truly believes in the magic of the devil is no longer important. He is not ashamed of the clan style and the emperor's blood is fading away. Perhaps he thinks cutting off the circumference will release the Emperor's blood. Yet no one thought that the “beginning of the week" of the silence of the millennium coincided with a time when there was no possibility of subversion.

“The empire that my Ji family founded, I will destroy, is better than death in the hands of others! ”

The palace was temporarily silent and the needle fell to smell.

Uncle Zhang's face is as heavy as water, but the King Linjiang is somewhat divine, and the Emperor stands in a glance and is particularly calm.

Hao's voice ripped through the dullness like a sharp apparatus, “Yet the ancestors stood on the shores of Lo Shui, thinking that they were no longer active pig dogs, and Taizu set Emperor's blood as the foundation, thinking of carrying the Week of Dawn, which has now been realized. That's what ancestors wanted! ”

The King of Everlasting Life smiled intermittently, “Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. If you are as righteous as you say, why won't you let Lin Xitang die? ”

Hao's pupils shrunk.

The voice of the Everlasting King was dull and deaf, but it seemed to have a mesmerizing rhythm, "When the ride was completed at the beginning of the week, he was no longer needed to suppress the planet. This man's intellect is close to the demon. One man can take two heavenly machines, crush his soul, and put it into the country's destiny trajectory. The recovery at dawn can be halfway ahead. Isn't the fate of the Astronaut a blood sacrifice? ”

The voice didn't go down, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the hall. Then, on the eve of the storm, the thunder sounds spread. Zhang Baoqian had punched the upper throne.

No one could have guessed that Zhang Boqian would have made the first move.

Hao Di and Linjiang Wang immediately made every effort to open the field and instantly swept across the walls of the hall.

At the same time, the haze in the room swept away, walls, floors, dust bearing, all entities seemed to disappear together, blue fluorescence flashed on all sides, as if the next moment would fall into the stars at the top of the world. Terrible pressures also squeeze in from all directions, like drowning in the deep sea.

This bizarre sight appears only a few moments later and is swallowed up by the overlapping realms of the "kings' realm” and the "colonial floating massacre”, revealing the truth in the dusty palace. Hao Di and Linjiang Wang jointly suppressed the Inner Palace Force Formation before they had time to look up to their seats.

Surprisingly, a shocking blow to the stone was not expected to occur.

Just before arriving on the throne, Zhang Baoqian suddenly pulled all the boxers together and forced them to stop in place. As he landed, his feet suddenly sank and stepped a few centimeters into the ground, still slightly shaking his body, apparently the blow was not so good.

Why would he rather be repelled than stopped?