Lord of the Low Version System

Emperor Qing was very excited, so excited that he couldn't hold it in, he just wanted to shout three times to vent his excitement.

He never thought that his own Qing Dynasty would be so powerful, not only with its vast land and resources, but also with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Based on this, it would be enough to overwhelm the world and conquer the world.

Before ascending the throne, he was just an ordinary prince, and there were several other princes like him, but he was more ruthless, darker and treacherous, so he killed one competitor after another, and got to where he is today.

As soon as he ascended the throne, he started to clean up the mess, disaster relief, counter-insurgency, and a whole lot of things. He didn't know until today that he suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid homage to his father's burial until now.

It was also today when I went to worship at the imperial mausoleum, a cold snort suddenly came from the coffin: Unworthy descendants, I thought you would never come here in this life.

This sound scared him enough, because he could clearly tell that it was the voice of his father, but the question is, why did his father come back to life?

Then the coffin boards were opened one after another, and figures in dragon robes and python robes stepped out of the coffins one after another.

At that moment, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was scared to pee and shit.

However, after understanding the cause and effect of the incident, the emperor regained the confidence of my Qing Dynasty, and it was more surging and turbulent than before.

Just like Wang Sicong from an ordinary family suddenly knew that he had a richest father, that feeling, life was like a dream.

If I knew this earlier, what kind of treaty would I sign and what kind of soldiers would I borrow?

The emperor of Qing not only had a father who was the richest man, but also a grandfather who was the richest man, a group of richest ancestors who were a hundred times stronger than Wang Sicong, and would they even bend their waists for fifty cents?

Everyone...

Originally, I habitually wanted to call out All Aiqings, but immediately changed it to All Ancestors.

The rebellion went all the way to the north, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo. My local officials in the Qing Dynasty didn't want to die for the country. enemy?

Below, the ancestor who was savoring the taste of blood spoke.

The inside of the pass is just a hunting ground, and the outside of the pass is the foundation of our Aixinjueluo family. It is not bad to be able to survive for two hundred years. It is time to give the prey a time to recuperate.

Grow in spring, grow in summer, grow in autumn, harvest in winter, and hide in winter. If you don't give these birds and beasts a chance to reproduce, there won't be any fresh and plump prey for the next hunt.

One of the princes wearing a boa robe echoed: I said back then that one or two princes would stay in Yanjing to sit in the town and wait for the grass valley in the next year. The killer Dorgon said that he would treat the people well and educate the world with virtue. snort!

The others nodded and verbally criticized Dorgon.

If it wasn't for Dorgon, we could drink the horses of the Yangtze River, hunt the Kyushu, kill him a blood-stained sky, and all of them will be repaired into golden armored corpses. The last step will be taken within a hundred years. It's not like now, it's been two hundred years .”

At the critical juncture of my cultivation, I need 500,000 blood sacrifices, but that dog Dorgon only gave me 100,000, preventing me from breaking through and wasting decades of hard work.

Hearing this, Qing Emperor was shocked.

Although he is not very wise, at least he is not too stupid. Although he is not very kind to the people, he also knows the principle of being sympathetic to the power of the people and not killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Hearing that these ancestors and uncles opened their mouths to sacrifice the blood of hundreds of thousands of people, his heart couldn't be more shocked. It turned out that the Qing Dynasty killed people every year because of these talents.

However, after learning about the cultivation method of the golden-armored corpse, he immediately put some grievances behind him.

The well-being of all the people in the world is insignificant compared to their own longevity. Moreover, the ancestors are right, the inside of the pass is just a hunting ground for harvesting flesh and blood, and the outside of the pass is the place where the dragons thrive.

The big deal is to withdraw from Shanhaiguan and re-enter the customs next year.

With so many ancestors and great-uncles, the Han people are simply vulnerable and not worth mentioning.

As for now, it's just a sacrifice to the entire capital.

Our Aixinjueluo family has not done nothing in the past two hundred years.

Speaking of this, the eyes of the ancestor exuded a strong blood light, and the blood light was like a tide, reflecting the Zhengda Guangming Palace in a sea of ​​blood.

The blood light seeped into the walls and floor tiles, all the way down the ground.

The underground imperial mausoleum goes all the way down, a large-scale underground palace, or an underground city that occupies a large area.

A prince twirled the bright red blood jade finger in his hand, and said proudly: When the Mongols occupied Kyushu as a hunting ground, they built underground altars here. The buildings on the ground are just a cover-up. After all, killing lives and souls and blood sacrifices hurt the sky. And, only by covering up with the breath of a stranger can we avoid the way of heaven.

It's a pity that the luck of the Mongols is not long, and the state is less than a hundred years old. This underground altar was abandoned halfway, which made it easier for the later King of Yan, Zhu Di, to train soldiers in the underground palace. Otherwise, how could he fight in the world with his own soldiers.

Later, Qianming discovered this underground altar and wanted to destroy it, but unexpectedly, the lack of morality caused a big explosion in the year of the apocalypse. After that, he never dared to try again, and kept the news tightly to the outside world, rumoring that the Gunpowder Bureau was leaking.

This underground altar was transformed and used by our Aixinjueluo family. It has been continuously accumulated for two hundred years. Today, tens of millions of soldiers have been hidden!

Hearing that there were tens of thousands of Tibetan soldiers, the Qing emperor suddenly became short of breath and his face flushed.

If there are tens of millions of soldiers, not to mention the Kyushu in the Central Plains, it is no problem to surpass the heyday of the Mongols. By then, the Manchus will be the masters of this world, and they will become the objects of worship of hundreds of millions of people.

boom!

After the loud noise, the wind suddenly rose, and the sky was dark.

People, animals, trees, bricks, etc. were all sucked into the air, and then they seemed to escape the gravity of the earth, fluttering in the air with the wind, tens of thousands of houses were reduced to dust, and the entire capital was turned upside down.

Crack, crack, crack...

The landslides and the ground cracked, and huge gullies suddenly appeared and spread on the surface of the ground, like the mouthparts of a devil, devouring all flesh and blood creatures around.

A whole street peeled off from the ground and flew into the air, fluttering like a kite, and then more streets were torn apart and floated into the air.

The residents in the houses screamed, but they were all drowned out and covered by the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

Streams of thick black air drifted out from the cracks in the ground. Wherever they passed, the crowds and livestock that were rushing to seek refuge instantly closed down. His body also shriveled up like a leaky rubber ball.

The entire capital city was shaking and floating, as if someone detonated a large-yield bomb underground, blowing the capital city upside down.

The only thing that was not affected was the Forbidden City. The walls of the imperial city were like a clear dividing line.

Inside the line, a fairyland on earth.

Outside the line, hell on earth.

Xi Tong looked down from the perspective of God, and the original capital had been blown up into a huge pit. The pit was filled with black smoke and gloom, and the figures covered in ashes could be seen faintly.

Seeing the densely packed figures, Xi Tong instantly thought of something—the Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses!

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