The Human Emperor

“No, this is impossible! ”

In the electric light stone fire, a shock and anxiety sounded in everyone's ears, the next moment, bang, the light flashed, Huang Longzhenjun just rushed in and reflected back at a faster speed than when he left, radiating towards the sky, winking, is the distance of thousands.

“Can you walk? I waited for you very long! ”

In the palace, a majestic, immense, sacred, noble voice rang like a god of nine days. The voice has not fallen, the boom, the void in the sky, the vast sword has been slashed down, the previous second is still void, the next moment, has been completely slashed down, as if to split the void in half!

Boom!

A fierce, sunny sword exploded instantly. At that moment, the entire Beijing master suddenly lit up like daylight, and the glare of the eyes could not open everyone's eyes.

From the Temple of Tai Chi, the sword fills the heavens and the earth and stretches over millions.

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

Looking down from the sky, that huge sword split the whole of Kyushu into almost two pieces, swordsmanship perpendicular to Wang Yang. At that moment, the mountains in the southwest were buzzing.

More than that, when the sword was emitted, deep in the palace, in the Tai Chi Palace, a huge amount of pressure was swept away, like a thunderous burst, instantly covering the entire Beijing master. It was as if the whole sky had crushed down, trembling and unable to stand.

Bang bang bang, the whole king division, buzzing, countless banned soldiers fell on their knees in front of this enormous pressure.

“Your Majesty! ”

In the distance, Donghong guard Fei Yu's cold face was sweaty, and he knelt down on his knees. The whole person was frightened and ashamed. In the eyes of the world, only the Holy Emperor of the Great Tang is able to possess this natural atmosphere.

And almost at the same time, Hou Junjie's face became incredibly ugly.

At this moment, over the capital master.

“Ah! No...”

Hearing only one terrible scream, the magnificent sword came first, almost instantly catching up with Huang Longzhenjun in the air.

buzz

As if time was fixed, in the eyes of everyone, the figure of Huang Longzhenjun settled. His twelve large and small external channels restored the mysterious and powerful rings of time and space, almost instantaneously shattered, and then in less than half a second, Huang Longzhenjun's outermost skin, flesh, from the outside to the inside, the first layer ruptured, shattered.

But in the blink of an eye, this black-clothed organization, by far the highest ranking horror, instantly tore apart and turned into powdered powder.

“Tai Ye Li, I will never let you go! - Supreme, help me! ”

Yellow Dragon Zhenjun's flesh meteorite, but his soul remains, centuries of experience, makes his soul origin and will concentrate like steel, far more than a million times ordinary people, not with the flesh meteorite. Nevertheless, with the sword of the Holy Emperor, Huang Longzhenjun's distorted soul was stripped like rubble.

The sword of the Holy Emperor not only destroyed his flesh, but also penetrated deep into his soul. In this way, even for a moment, it is still difficult to escape death.

Everyone inside and outside the Imperial City was stunned by the situation in the sky, and no one knew what the Yellow Dragon True Monarch was talking about.

Taiyi Lee?

This seems to be the Holy Emperor today, but everyone knows that the Holy Emperor is not named Li Tai Ye, and no one understands the last sentence of Yellow Dragon True Monarch.

“Buzz!”

Watching Huang Longzhenjun's soul is crushing at an astonishing speed, shedding off, at the end of the day, only a little fire-like remnants of soul completely smoke extinguished, at this time, bursting, no signs, clouds rolling in the sky, a blue peak gold hand suddenly probed from the cloud, a hand grabbed to the Huang Longzhenjun's point of soul.

“Top! ”

In the void, Huang Longzhenjun was struck by the “Heavenly Sword” of the Great Tang Emperor. At this time, seeing the golden hand, and the familiar breath, the spirit suddenly surged. As if the drowning man suddenly caught the last lifesaving straw, he immediately threw it at the golden hand in the middle of the sky at the last minute.

No one understands better than Huang Longzhenjun, looking at the world, trying to save himself from this Great Tang Saint Emperor, I'm afraid that's the only one left.

Yet Yellow Dragon True Monarch has just moved...

“Bang!”

A golden boot of war suddenly stepped out of the Temple of Tai Chi in the Phantom Forest.

It was just such a simple action, but it seemed to contain tremendous power. At that moment, the sky and earth seemed unable to withstand the weight of this foot and trembled violently.

Yellow Dragon True Monarch's soul was supposed to fall into that golden palm, but when this golden boot appeared, it was immediately delayed by a thousand seconds.

“No!”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch's eyes revealed an extreme fear, just a short distance from the golden palm, immediately turned into grey flying.

The golden hand in the middle of the air also paused for a moment and seemed completely unanticipated.

“‘God’, we meet again! ”

In front of the Taiji Palace, the wind whistled, a golden figure in a dragon robe suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. Though only a random stop, there was an infinite amount of power emanating from his body.

For a moment, the figure became as if it were the center of the whole heavens and earth, the mountains and the earth, the sun and the moon stars, and in front of the shadow, it became dark, even the Huang Longzhenjun in front of him, is small compared to this figure.

This man is the Holy King of the Great Tang, who built the entire Great Tang Sheng Dynasty with one hand!

“Tai Yi Li, I really underestimated you. ”

As if it were only for a moment, and as if it had been for countless centuries, between the skies, a majestic and indifferent voice, without the slightest feeling, suddenly echoed between the heavens and the earth:

“... in order to induce me to show up, I actually arranged such a big play. It's only a pity that even if you are gifted, the great crown of enlightenment has reached its limit. I'd like to see how long you can hold him back inside! ”

The voice just appeared, greeting him with a renewed sword, the Holy Emperor was only one sword, crushing that huge golden palm in the sky, even the clouds with the sky turned into nothingness.

In the depths of time and space, a cold hum was heard, and the horrible smell was smashed by the Holy Emperor and quickly moved away without a stop.

Inside and outside the palace, on all sides, everyone's heart is deterred, sincere and frightened, the scene in front of them has already transcended their perception, no one knows what the hands of the sky are, no one knows exactly what the Holy King and that man's words mean.

All the clouds in the sky dissipated, leaving the Emperor standing in front of the Tai Chi Palace, like the Nine Heavenly Gods, motionless.

“See Holy Emperor! ”

Long live my Sovereign! ”

For a moment, in front of the Tai Chi Palace, all rebel banned armies were frightened, pale and on their faces, lying on their knees, fearful of sincerity.

Previously, the Grand Prince Regent, both inside and outside the palace, had legend that the Holy Emperor was in a coma, but at this moment, when he saw the Holy Emperor in front of the palace, he saw the terrible sword, and there was no rebellion in the hearts of the people.

“Go, go! ”

Seeing this scene, all the black-clothed men have long been cold, one as a bird and one as a beast, fleeing toward the outside of the palace.

“Everybody obey, kill the evil, don't let anyone go! ”

At this point, a commander of the Imperial Guards raised his arms and suddenly drank heavily.

Around them, people peeked and saw the Holy Emperor in front of the Taiji Palace. He didn't mean to be blamed, but immediately he would rush towards those people. Everyone knows that they have rebelled with the Grand Prince, which is a capital crime, and that it is the only chance to clean up the blame.

For a moment, all the banned forces shouted and killed at the black-clothed men.

In the palace, all the people in black were fleeing wildly, while in the distance, shouting to kill, lonely ancestors, Li Jiye, Guo Ziyi led the soldiers and horses finally arrived at this time.

The whole Imperial Palace, the big picture is set!

……

“You lost! ”

The breeze swung, far away, Wang Chung looked at the Hou Jun Jie in front of him, his face revealed a smile.

Listening to his side ears, the palace shouted to kill Zhen Tian, almost everywhere his own soldiers and horses, this internal disturbance in the palace, it was only then that the real big picture was decided.

The surrounding atmosphere is heavy, Fei Yucoln and others have long been ashamed. Huang Longzhenjun died, the Great Prince lost the battle, and waiting for them would never be a good thing.

“Hehe…”

Just when the atmosphere was so depressing, a smile suddenly came into everyone's ears. Hou Jun gathered his hair and shivered. He looked at Wang Chung in front of him and revealed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth:

“Boy, even if you win, this game, my purpose has already been achieved! ”

“Hou Junji, what do you mean? ”

Wang Chong snorted in his heart and frowned.

In the rear, Miyayu Yuxiang and others also jumped, Huang Longzhenjun died, the Great Prince lost the battle, Hou Junjie has obviously lost, there is no chance of turning over any more, in this case, Hou Junjie should not laugh anyway.

This is unusual!

“Hahaha, good boy, it is true that Su Zhengshen's disciple, but unfortunately, we never played chess. Why do you think I have to help Ying Li, greed his promises, greed the fame he gave Lilu, and the dragon's work? ”

Hou Junjie opened his arms slowly, laughed hahaha, as if one person had torn off all the disguises, it was easy.

“Bastard, what do you mean? ”

Around, whether it's the old part of the East Palace, or the Miyako Rain in the rear, the faces have changed, even Wang Chung's face is shady.

Nice

The people naturally accepted the matter of Hou Junjie's help to the Grand Prince from within, and did not even think about why. One is the unbeatable God of War, and one is the great prince of glory. The union of the two sides seems to be well-known, as if it were a match of heaven, and there are no problems at all.

But think carefully, Hou Junjie is the famous minister of the Taizong period, Ling Yangkou, one of the twenty-four meritorious ministers, has the merit of the dragon itself, the famous Lilu, will only give more and more than the grand prince can now give. From this point of view, the temptation that the Grand Prince can offer is clearly far less appealing to a legend such as the Hou Jun Collection.

But if it wasn't for this, why did Hou Junji join the Grand Prince's camp to help him?

For a moment, the faces of all of us became so heavy that at this moment, everyone understood that the matter was probably far from as simple as it seemed.