The life of a martial arts escort from Longmen

Chapter 63 The First Emperor
After the tentacles formed by the black mist connected to a certain place, Li Nan was brought to another space by it.

It was completely different from the desolate place Li Nan had imagined.

There are flowers, grass, and trees inside, and there is not much difference from the outside world, so it is still suitable for human habitation.

At this time, I looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a majestic face and a cold expression standing on a huge black black bird.

The black bird's wings are wide and wide, covering the sky and the sun, showing its divine power.

Confronting him was a giant of light sitting on a throne as high as the sky.

He is about six to seven feet tall, and he also has a crown on his head, but the crown is much taller than Li Nan's.

There are not too many complicated patterns on the crown, but there is a bright gemstone in the very center, which seems to emit infinite light and heat.

The two were far apart, and the collision of breaths set off waves of heat.

Li Nan's shadow slowly elongated, walking close to the ground, extremely concealed.

It didn't take long to find the guy who sent him the message by virtue of induction.

This guy looks a bit like a white man, his hair is platinum, and he is wearing a white sacrificial robe, with a dignified and noble sacrificial appearance.

Seeing no one around, Li Nan turned into his shadow and stood behind him.

"Tell me, what's your use?" Li Nan asked directly.

"Your Highness Shadow King, I can serve as a sacrifice to your followers and help you collect incense and vow power."

Li Nan pondered for a while, looked at it deeply, and nodded in recognition of him.

The body gradually dissolved, and then merged into this body named Sheng Ding.

The invasion went smoothly, and he did not resist, nor did he have room to resist.

Black light flowed from Sheng Ding's eyes, and the original platinum and holy hair was instantly dyed jet black.

At this time, there were four more thrones in the sky, and the four kings also supported them.

The mighty army walked out of the space torn apart by the four kings.

Slowly merged into the ancient city behind that exudes holy light.

Li Nan flipped through the memories of this Saint Ding, his thoughts flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the opposing sides.

The person standing on the black black bird is the First Emperor Yingzheng.

The Tai'a sword was overwhelming in his hand, and the radiant giant was also an inch lower than him.

What Li Nan was curious about was why Ying Zheng was the only one. Did something happen at the border?
But looking at it now, the first emperor is the first emperor, and the majesty of the emperor alone can't hold back the tens of thousands of troops.

Li Nan originally wanted to run away with Sheng Ding directly, but now he wants to see the ending.

At this time, a person behind him who completely hid his body in a large sacrificial robe suddenly hit Li Nan on the back with a stick.

The black hair danced upside down, turned into a big hand, and directly grabbed the man in front of Li Nan.

"B? Do you want to die?" Li Nan shouted indifferently.

Li Nan may have been influenced by the "throne", and now his heart is a little indifferent.

"You really betrayed the Holy Monarch and took refuge in the Shadow King."

This person is still struggling, trying to get rid of Li Nan's control.

Li Nan's dark eyes with a hint of bewildering glanced at him, and then his black hair turned into a blade and embedded into his flesh.

In the next second, he lost his voice, leaving only a place of golden blood and minced meat.

There had been a fight outside early, and at this moment Li Nan saw Ying Zheng's majestic sword pressing the thousands of demons to the ground.

On Yingzheng's wide dragon robe, there are nine black dragons full of powerful aura.

The Tai'a sword even swung towards Shengjun.

The sage was not an idler, and the transparent protective cover suddenly appeared, blocking Ying Zheng's sword.

The air wave from the confrontation between the two sent the monster that was already prostrate on the ground flying dozens of feet away.

Now Li Nan somewhat understood why Ying Zheng didn't bring troops over, it seemed that it was really useless.

"Human Emperor? When your manpower is finally exhausted, why not join my command and I will grant you a throne."

The holy, ethereal neutral voice sounded, not inferior to the bewitching voice of "Shadow King", even stronger.

"Noisy!"

The Tai'a Sword in Ying Zheng's palm attached directly to Great Qin's Divine Dragon of Luck.

With one sword, he cut off Shengjun's huge head whose face could not be seen clearly.

I want a sword head.

The seemingly powerful protective shield of the Holy Lord was broken almost instantly.

The sword light brushed against his neck, and the golden divine blood splashed on the ground, and the wound could not heal for a long time.

Shengjun was obviously angry, and shouted: "Human beings like ants, I give you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, you should die."

Behind him, like a centipede, suddenly grew dense wings.

He pulled out a golden giant sword from his body, which seemed to be no less powerful than Tai'a sword.

The remaining four kings did not come to watch the show, so they immediately used their own methods to greet them.

But Li Nan looked at the four kings below and always felt that something was wrong.

Sure enough, with the long cry of a mysterious bird, Ying Zheng swung his sword faster, and with one strike, he stabbed a king with blood bubbling all over his body.

As if stabbing a phantom, the "Blood King" disappeared on the spot.

Shengjun only saw him leaving a spot of red blood, but the person disappeared.

"Blood, you dare to betray me! I'm going to kill you!!!"

At this moment, Shengjun, who was still a bit of a fairy, looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Small wounds began to appear all over his body, and golden blood dripped onto the ground bit by bit.

Hundreds of arms sprouted from his ribs, holding all kinds of weapons on those arms, and they frantically killed Ying Zheng.

Yingzheng swung Tai'a sword in his hand, fending off the enemy easily.

Li Nan suddenly felt a burst of exhaustion and was speechless.

I have the idea of ​​practicing spiritual martial arts in my heart.

Familiar black tentacles appeared from the shadows, wrapped around Sheng Ding's body, and dragged him to an unknown place.

The black mist rolled, and Li Nan returned to his familiar old place.

Walked out from the shadow of San Ding, and merged with the skeleton sitting on the throne.

Sheng Ding Youyou woke up and was startled the moment he saw Li Nan, and tentatively said: "His Royal Highness Bone King? I don't know His Highness Shadow King is here..."

Li Nan sat on the throne, and the simulated body began to twist and transform.

A ghostly figure leaned quietly behind the throne and called out coldly.

"Naoshan~"

The next second, Black Mist sent Nao Shan in front of Li Nan.

"Slave, I pay my respects to Your Majesty the King. Your Majesty's magic power is unmatched in the world, unparalleled in the world, and has countless followers..."

Li Nan stretched out his hand and stopped Nao Shan from trying to flatter him.

He said indifferently: "This human being will be under your control from now on, go down."

Naoshan didn't even raise his head buried on the ground, saying yes repeatedly.

Li Nan waved his big hand casually, and the two disappeared in place.

Sighing deeply, the spirit returned to the real body, and the ghost on the throne also melted into the black mist.

The space returned to its former dead silence.

(End of this chapter)