Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

The elders patted him on the shoulder, laughing and trembling all over, like flowers blowing in the wind, the wrinkles on his face gathered to form a gorgeous chrysanthemum.

They did not forget that the resources Qin Heng mentioned would be delivered once a year.

With such ample resources, even if these young people try their best to use them, they will not be able to use them up.

And those strong people who are stuck in the realm of Yuanshen may not be able to use these spirit stones to attack the immortals again.

They didn't know that this was the reason why Qin Heng left behind so many resources.

"Go ahead, let everyone gather, there is good news to announce!"

.......

the other side.

After Qin Heng left the ancestral land, he went straight to the imperial capital.

Just halfway through the journey, Yang Jian suddenly frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, wait!"

Qin Heng stopped and turned to look at Yang Jian.

"what happened?"

"The general suddenly sensed something interesting, is your majesty interested in going to see it?"

"Oh!" Qin Heng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested.

How powerful is Yang Jian?

Even he says funny stuff, it must be right.

"Go, go and see!"

"Your Majesty, please follow me!"

As Yang Jian said, he turned and flew to the side.

The two of them crossed countless mountains, forests, rivers and cities all the way, and came to a turbulent river.

Chapter 116: Cave Heaven World

"It's here, it's here!"

Yang Jian casually pointed to the rushing river below him.

Qin Hengyi stood in the void, looking in the direction of his fingers.

I saw a long river winding and circling below me, spreading to the end of my sight.

The turbulent river continuously slapped on the cliffs on both sides, sending out bursts of roar.

The chirping of birds and the roaring of lions and tigers from both sides of the strait complement each other and reach Qin Heng's ears together.

Qin Heng's eyes were slightly focused, and there was a faint golden glow between his brows.

Spiritual thoughts swept out, and I felt a faint, but thick and pure atmosphere of the immortal family.

He looked a little surprised, and cut off suddenly with his hand as a knife.

A flash of bright and sharp blade light flashed away.

Boom! ~

The river was turbulent, splashing tens of feet high.

The sword light dissipated, but it seemed that an invisible force stopped the river from rushing and cut off the river.

One side of the river was cut off, while the other side was flowing at an extremely fast speed, exposing the muddy river bottom.

Yang Jian stretched out his right hand and flicked it lightly.

The invisible force pushed aside the silt at the bottom of the river, revealing a soft shimmering thing, like a small stone.

"What is this?" Qin Heng looked even more surprised.

How did Yang Jian sense such a small thing hundreds of miles away?

"The so-called one flower, one world, Sumina mustard seed."

"Looking at the situation, this should be a cave world."

"Cave world?"

Qin Heng was slightly taken aback, feeling a little unbelievable.

The so-called cave is the inner world condensed by the strong of the heavenly level.

The realms above Immortal are from low to high: Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, God Immortal, True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Taiyi Xuan Immortal, Immortal Golden Immortal, Da Luo Jin Immortal and Hunyuan Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Nine is the ultimate number, so the realm of immortals is divided into nine stages.

Tianxian directly belongs to the fifth gear among the immortals, and it doesn't seem to be very good.

But in fact, the strong ones at the level of celestial beings are very strong, very strong.

The Celestial Immortal condenses the inner world, and can mobilize the power of a world to accompany him with a random blow, and his lifespan has reached the same lifespan as the heaven and the earth.

Such a strong man is well-known even in Chinese myths and legends.

For example, the lower-ranked members of the Eight Immortals, as well as some of the 28 Constellations, basically exist in the realm of celestial beings.

What surprised Qin Heng was that the Kyushu world was just a floating world, so fragile that it could only accommodate the existence of the realm of immortals.

Even the summoned gods like Yang Jian can only move freely after being sealed by the system.

So what the hell is the cave world that appeared in front of him now, which needs at least a celestial being to condense?

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Maybe we can meet your Majesty's missing clansmen once we go in!"

It was rare for Yang Jian to play a joke with Qin Heng.

Qin Heng was not annoyed either, and said with a smile.

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

The two talked and came to the sky above the river.

Yang Jian flipped the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and slashed lightly towards the void.

Silently, a pitch-black void crack appeared in midair.

"Go, go in and see!"

Qin Heng was very excited, and stepped into the space crack.

Undercurrents constantly surged in the dark space cracks, causing space turbulence.

Qin Heng and Yang Jian stood in front of each other, with a faint celestial light rippling on their bodies, constantly eliminating the spatial turbulence that rolled from all directions.

It didn't take long, Qin Heng only felt his whole body relax, and he came to a new place.

Before he could look at the surrounding environment, there were a series of extremely fierce guns, swords and swords roaring towards him.

Qin Heng watched the attack all over the sky, and stood quietly on the spot without moving.

Sure enough, when the fierce gun and sword light were about to approach, Yang Jian stepped in front of him.

Facing the intensive attack from the lasing, he just lightly raised the weapon in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

In an instant, a pale golden light curtain suddenly spread and enveloped the two of them.

"Boom!~"

A violent explosion sounded, and the dazzling light filled the sky.

There is only a thin layer of pale golden light curtain that looks like it can be easily pierced, but it does not move at all.

Yang Jian's face was grim, and his hand holding the three-pointed two-edged knife tightened slightly, and he wanted to make a move.

At this moment, Qin Heng's voice came.

"Yang Jian, wait a moment!"

Yang Jian paused slightly, and loosened his grip on the weapon.

It turned out that it was Qin Heng who caught a glimpse and saw a familiar face.

At the same time, there was a shout from the opposite side.

"Everyone stop, stop, the eleventh prince is on the opposite side!"

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and flicked lightly, and the brilliance in the sky was easily wiped away by invisible force.

Hundreds of strong men suspended in the air appeared in Qin Heng's sight.

These people were all wearing Daqin armor or costumes, and some of them were familiar faces they had seen in the palace before.

At this time, there was a trace of horror in the pupils of these people, and their eyes were fixed on Yang Jian.

The hundreds of people at the scene were all strong men, the one with the lowest cultivation level was a supernatural power monk, and the strongest man was a human immortal.

The attack by such a powerful lineup was smoothed out by the three-eyed general on the opposite side.

They really couldn't imagine how powerful Yang Jian was.

The word became a prophecy, I didn't expect that the missing strong men of the Qin family were really in this Fangdongtian.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Qin Heng glanced at the Fangdongtian world.

As far as the eye can see, the earth is vast and the sky is high.

The sound of roaring tigers and monkeys can be heard in the mountains and rivers, and a group of antelopes can be vaguely seen running and jumping on the vast plain not far away, looking full of vitality.

In the opposite crowd, everyone also suppressed the horror in their hearts.

Walked out of it was a middle-aged man with a strong figure, wearing a golden chain mail, and holding a steel gun as thick as a baby's arm.

The middle-aged man fixed his eyes on Qin Heng, with an unconcealable excitement on his face.

"His Highness Qin Heng, is it really you?"

There was an imperceptible tremor in his voice, and he couldn't believe it.

The rest of the people also set their eyes on Qin Heng and talked a lot.

"Look, it seems to be Qin Heng!"

"It's not like, this is Qin Heng. I have seen it several times in the palace before, and I can't be wrong."

Yang Jian became angry when he heard their discussion.

"Bold, your Majesty's name is also something you can call directly?"

The voices of the people who were discussing suddenly stopped, and they were stunned.

They wondered, shouldn't the Great Qin Emperor be Qin Heng's father, Qin Yuan?

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Qin Yuan died, he should not be succeeded by the powerless eleventh prince Qin Heng.

How did Qin Heng become the Great Qin Emperor in just a few years?

Qin Heng patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, beckoning him to be calm, and then stepped forward to the crowd.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, no expression, his eyes fell on these people indifferently.

"The current Great Qin, I am the emperor!"

A group of strong men looked at each other in blank dismay, hurriedly bowing their bodies to salute.

"See Your Majesty!"

Chapter 117 Changes in the Cave World

With Yang Jian by their side, they didn't doubt Qin Heng's identity at all.

A handsome middle-aged man in a navy blue robe walked out of the crowd.

He glanced at the sky with some worry at first, then set his eyes on Qin Heng, and said in a deep voice.

"This is not a place for discussion, please Your Majesty come with me."