Bright Era

Outside the Shuangyang Red Dragon City, a tens of thousands of armored warriors stood like statues in the dark rainy night.

The pouring rain poured down on these soldiers, but their stalwart faces remained motionless. All the soldiers clasped their weapons tightly and stared at the Shuangyang Chilong City, which was black and painted like a wild beast.

When that shocking lightning struck the sky, the sky and the earth suddenly became bright. You can see that countless tens of thousands of people surrounded the entire Shuangyang Chilong City in black. In these huge army formations, there are a large number of extremely lethal large war weapons, giant trebuchets, giant siege hammers, giant magic machine crossbows, and even giant magic mortars that have been passed down from far away goblin continents.

With the strong light of lightning, hundreds of giant metal magic wheels that Lin Qi had seen that day can be seen floating in the air. On each magic wheel, there are more than a hundred clothes and dresses that look exactly like Pu Yu, but the colors of the robes are different. Bald man.

On a magic wheel in the front, a few old people with beards and beards several feet long sat on the futon, squinting at the Shuangyang Chilong City in the heavy rain. Their slightly squinted eyes flickered. Although they were tens of miles away from the city, they seemed to be able to see everything that happened in the city.

"Puyu has already taken that step when he exits the customs, forcing us to make this move."

"Ming Tuo Peak and the veins close to him are disrespectful to the gods, and arrogance has reached the extreme. Any branch of the Tianmiao can be in charge of the Eastern imperial power, except for the Ming Tuo peak."

"Let's look at the win and win. If Yingyang still has no response, he is afraid that his old injury has relapsed and died. Taking advantage of the court without the owner, with our full support, even if the win is a mixed race, he can still get to the top. "

"Huh, there are benefits of being a mixed race. Without our support, he is nothing! If he succeeds in winning the throne, he will be the most well-behaved and obedient emperor in the history of the Blood Qin Empire."

"We... No, Tianmiao, we need an obedient emperor!"

Several old people muttered to themselves in a low voice, exchanging their opinions one sentence after another.

The army is outside the city, and the elite disciples of the Tianmiao under them are behind them. Victory has already brought 10,000 private soldiers into the city. With the excuse of encircling and suppressing Xuelang spies, even if Victory suddenly appears, winning will be without merit. If you win a fight with 10,000 troops in the city, no one will come out to stop it-there must be something wrong with the victory, the civil and military of the Manchu dynasty will be in chaos, and the upper courtyard of the Tianmiao will be able to easily support the victory and ascend the throne!

A mixed-blood emperor with the pedigree of the Snow Bear people, simply because he is unstable on the throne, he cannot do without the support of the Temple!

This is the most ideal!

An emperor who must rely on the Tianmiao to be able to secure the throne is in the interests of the Tianmiao. As for the pulse of Mingtuo Peak represented by Puyu. . . Pu Yu, and the group of people he represents, they are all apostates from the temple, they are no different from the pagans, they are as abominable as the pagans of Miró, how can he support the people he supports? To the throne?

Although they also admired Puyu's second prince-the second prince who was vain and boastful was indeed a very good control person, but. . . Those are the people Puyu admires. Only winning is the seed they have been vigorously nurturing.

Another flash of lightning struck, and a young Tianmiao disciple appeared on the magic wheel out of thin air.

Respectfully bowed down and saluted a few old people, the young Tianmiao disciple said respectfully: "Host, a few elders, there is no trace of Ying Yang, the Taifu of the Blood Qin Empire and the eight ministers of the Taige Pavilion are still kneeling in front of the Chilong Hall. King Ding has already fought and is leading his troops to besiege Fengwen Cheng Hu Xinzhu!"

A golden light flashed in the disciple’s eyes, and he said in a low voice, “Hu Xinzhu, and the Western secret merchant Lin Qi, are the last two people who have ever seen Ying Yang! And as soon as they left the palace, Hu Xinzhu protected him. Lin Qi was put under house arrest in a secret stronghold, presumably, there must be Xuan Xu!"

The host of Tianmiao Upper House Miao Wen sighed lightly: "So, it seems that something happened to Ying Yang. Brothers, can you start it all?"

Several old bald heads glanced at each other, and then nodded at the same time.

The evil beasts of the Snow Plains Federation are marching south, and the rebels of the Xidi Capital are sweeping in all directions. Pu Yu has already stepped out of the realm of enlightenment with one foot, only one step away from the unpredictable sacred realm. Time is too tight, and there is no time for these big figures in the temple to think more.

Secular imperial power is so important that they can't help but risk a blow.

Before the Snow Federation rioted, before the rebels supported by Puyu reacted, before the other forces of the Temple of Heaven blended in to make trouble, and before the group of infidels of the Myra Sect fanned the fire, we must let the blood Qin Empire The imperial power is settled!

Tonight, there must be a result! Tonight, Shuangyang Chilong City, blood will inevitably flow!

"Go, let the people everywhere start!" Miao Wen said faintly: "Several brothers, there are killings tonight, we should preside over the disciples here, and reciting "The Pure Colored Glass World Reborn Without Falling" millions Over and over, to save the souls of tonight!"

Several bald elderly people responded in a low voice, and they folded their hands together, leading the doorman behind them to recite the scripture in a low voice.

On the vast ground, a phalanx of ten thousand people slowly marched towards Shuangyang Chilong City. The city gates in the city have been fighting, and a large group of warriors in tight black clothes attacked the city gates like ghosts, opening the heavy gates and closing all defensive formations near the gates.

In one-fifth of the provinces of the Blood Qin Empire, the governors of the provinces simultaneously mobilized their troops, blocked the borders, and issued a message to the world at the same time. Those who do not comply should be regarded as the traitors of the country, and the governors of the world will attack them!

Because of various complicated and chaotic reasons, Lin Qi's arrival in the Eastern Continent seemed to have lit the fuse, causing the restless fellow Longcheng to jump out. A rebel army immediately stirred the blood of countless people in the Blood Qin Empire. heart. Hu Xinzhu was unwilling to mobilize the Snow Plains Federation to launch the southern invasion of the Bloody Qin Dynasty. In the eyes of many caring people, this suddenly became the greatest opportunity.

And Pu Yu's exit-he has actually stepped through the realm of the enlightened with one foot and stepped into the unfathomable sacred realm. This is tantamount to forcing countless people to jump over the wall and forcing countless people to make up their minds!

Lin Qi is like the broom star in the ancient legends. He wandered to the east. He didn't intend to provoke right and wrong, but the right and wrong got entangled, which finally caused this incredible turmoil tonight!

Tonight's Shuangyang Chilong City, no one is sleeping-if you fall asleep, you may never wake up again.

Teams of iron armored soldiers flooded into the Shuangyang Chilong City, which is known as never falling. The copper and iron walls of the city were completely ineffective, and the outer and inner cities fell one after another. Lightning flashed across the sky, and at a glance, the street was full of black soldiers advancing quickly.

When a series of lightning flashed across the sky, Lin Qi suddenly felt the enveloping Bodhi Pure Land Dharma and Huabao Lotus Array disappear without a trace. The violent wind swept the heavy rain down, winning over that rough face in the lightning. It looked particularly hideous and ugly under the light.

"Oh? It seems to be a hands-on!" Ying Sheng squinted at Hu Xinzhu and said, "Although the law has isolated your distress letter, this king does not think that the secret spy of Fengwen Cheng's subordinates will not report the matter here. Go up. Presumably the news that the king led private soldiers into the city has spread to the palace. Let this king think about it. What are the expressions of those old men now?"

‘Chiff Chick’ smiled, and wins a glance at Sha Xinyue: “But the father didn’t move at all? Interesting, too funny. Miss Hu, this king wants to make you a queen, are you happy?”

Sha Xinyue snorted weakly, "King Ding, you really want to be the emperor?"

Winning confidently smiled, he nodded heavily, and said in a low voice: "Since the Bodhi Pure Land Law Huabao Lotus Formation has been withdrawn, it proves that it has been fully activated... This also proves that the father does not have any. Movements. Hu Xinzhu, is it the father’s injury... hehe!"

Hu Xinzhu squinted her eyes and took two steps closer to Lin Qi.

Lin Qi looked at the thousands of armored warriors standing upright around him, and muttered lowly: "It seems that something is wrong. The weather tonight is full of evil. Little fox, we think it's better to leave here quickly. !"

Hu Xinzhu grunted like a toothache: "Are you breaking through? Well, it's up to you! I, ha, the gentleman speaks, not hands! You know?"

Lin Qi grabbed Hu Xinzhu, and smashed it towards the winner. The bones that had just been torn apart were in pain, but Lin Qi still tried his best to smash the victory.

Another violent thunder flashed across the sky. When Lin Qi launched an attack, Ying Zheng carried his hands on his back and slowly came to the gate of the ancestral temple deep in the imperial city.

Several old eunuchs guarding the ancestral temple saw Ying Zheng through the light of lightning, and they all knelt to the ground hurriedly in fright. Although the place of Jongmiao is sacred and solemn, which royal family would come here to wander around on weekdays?

In the middle of the night, violent storms and rain, lightning and thunder, such a ghost world, Ying Zheng came to the ancestral temple with a ghostly spirit, no matter how evil it was. Several old eunuchs were so scared that they dared not look up, they instantly thought of countless absurd legends in the imperial city over the years.

Ying Zheng glanced at these old eunuchs, and he sighed in a deep voice: "It seems that it was the same weather back then!"

"I, I was a lowly savage lumberjack in the wilderness."

"That day, thunder and lightning flashed, the earth moved and the mountains shook, the thunder light filled the sky like hundreds of millions of dragons fighting, the flood erupted in the mountains, and countless birds and beasts were all floating. I was hiding in the cave, trembling and thinking that I would die, who knows. ..."

"Then Penglai, what kind of holy land is it?"

"That stranger, my master, what a earth-shattering person?"

"Iron-blooded Emperor's Art, this extraordinary person's technique, if you practice forcibly, there will be 18 deaths!"

"For so many years, one hundred and eight generations of descendants have passed on, and I finally waited for a lucky descendant who broke through the eighteenth barrier and completely escaped from death!"

"This is my luck, and it is also the luck of the world!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation .)

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