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boom!

boom!

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A few months ago, in the spring of the thirty-one year of Qianheng, there was extremely lively in the capital of God, and a tide-like crowd rushed to the Temple of Heaven.

All officials gathered around, accompanied by bells and drums and salutes, the prince in a dragon robe slowly climbed the steps.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live, long live!"

"My Emperor..."

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Accompanied by cheers and bowing like tsunamis, the ceremony of worshiping heaven ended. Under the attention of the crowd, the new emperor succeeded to the throne and changed his name to "Yonghe".

The ceremony of ascension to the throne was very complicated, but Xue Dilong was not impatient at all. He felt the cheers and bows around him, and his eyes looked at the Temple of Heaven.

Some things, even if you have already obtained them, you still have to be famous to achieve perfection.

For example, at this moment.

Emperor Qianheng has been captured for more than half a year. In the past six months, the two have wiped out all the masters and officials, and the princes have already obtained the actual situation.

But until now, he really saw the gathering of luck.

Buzz!

Only a few people can see that above the Temple of Heaven, the clouds were like the sea, and a brilliant golden dragon of luck soared in it, stretching its wings and minions, making a dragon roar in all directions.

Luck comes from people.

A simple individual, no matter how strong his luck is, it cannot be compared with a systemic dynasty.

Because the fortune of the king is drawn from the people of the world, the people submit to each other, and the fortune will rise up and have this fortune.

Therefore, whenever the dynasty is at its peak, the fortune will be prosperous. When the dynasty declines, the fortune will decline.

In the final analysis, it still depends on the people.

At this time, the lucky dragon in the sea of ​​clouds was less than one-seventh of the time when the dynasty was at its peak. Although it still had a dragon shape, it seemed weak and thin.

At the same time, a stream of black air came from all directions, binding its minions, hands and feet. This is a hidden dragon with a rebellious mind in the world.

In addition, this dragon lacked eyes, but Zhang Yuanzhu borrowed it from the beginning of the founding of the country.

One of them is to refine magic tools, and the second is to suppress the person who is to suppress Liansheng Sect...

The consequence is that his descendants are often foolish and easily believe in slanderous ministers and are deceived by others.

"What a simple year name, Yonghe..."

Xue Dilong laughed, but he didn't look at the new emperor who was in harmony with him. Instead, he took a deep breath and felt the gathering of luck.

The road to supporting the dragon is so hard, and now it is naturally the time to harvest.

With the fortune of a country and the way to nourish a person, this is the beauty of supporting the dragon court. With this aura, his Taoist art can be achieved.

hold head high!

However, at this moment, his heart suddenly trembled and he heard a stern whine.

This sound comes from the golden dragon of luck circling on the Temple of Heaven.

"Um?!"

Xue Dilong's pupils shrank.

I saw the dragon roaring above the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden dragon of luck kept crying, and black dirty blood flowed out of its right eye.

"This is, backlash?!"

Xue Dilong's expression changed rapidly, and he didn't even look at the new emperor who suddenly fell on the Temple of Heaven, but looked at him.

Along the black blood, his eyes seemed to float beyond thousands of mountains and rivers, and he saw the familiar and unfamiliar Dayan Mountain.

I saw the kind old woman walking out of the mountains and forests...

"She has come out of seclusion?"

At this moment, the sun was hanging high, but Xue Dilong had to sweat in a cold sweat. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. When he looked at it again, his eyes couldn't help but lit up.

Events will take many days, but the change of luck may be just a moment.

He looked at it intently, but he felt that the moment the old woman came out of the mountain, the energy that was spread all over the world fell sharply.

And the first one to bear the brunt is Northwest Road!

The gathering place of the Northwest Dao's energy that once shone as bright as a fire and could not even peek at was now covered by thick black.

Seeing this, Xue Dilong's heart was still solemn, but he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Over the years, the Northwest Dao Rebellion has become a major concern for him. The clinging legs in Qingzhou are so powerful that they are almost as powerful as Zhang Yuanzhu back then.

Fortunately...

"The mud legs are about to be exhausted..."

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How difficult is it to support the building to collapse?

When the few months in the book became a reality, Wang Muzhi truly felt the indescribable pressure.

"The world comes with luck and the world is the same, and the heroes are not free..."

After putting down the file, Wang Muzhi couldn't help but shake his head.

This sentence is used by individuals and is extremely accurate, and it is the same when used by the court.

With his help, it is actually not difficult for Xu Wenji to clean the temple. The 200,000 imperial guards and the Shence army are in hand, which is enough to resist the army of the Right Khan of the Golden Tent royal court.

But when people's hearts are dispersed, it will be difficult to condense.

When Qianheng was captured, all the ministers had their own thoughts, and as the new emperor of the court was about to ascend the throne, all kinds of thoughts became increasingly difficult to integrate.

It is a tough guy to suppress a fashion, but it is difficult to last.

In the final analysis, those ministers who accompanied him and the commanders of the Shence Army were mostly from Wanlongdao and Jiangnandao, and they had no interest in resisting the Hu people here.

"After the war last winter, the Hu army temporarily retreated, which is suspected to be related to the Seven Killing Kings..."

Qiu Zhanyu reported in a deep voice.

His body was full of blood, and he obviously had just come down from the battlefield.

"Seven Kills, seven Kills..."

Wang Muzhi gently rubbed his temples, but his heart was bright.

The so-called Seven Killing Kings are probably what I saw in the dark, the commander of the Hu people.

It was this person who led the Hu people to break through the border, slaughter the Central Plains, and finally seized the magical artifact...

Unfortunately, he saw only a corner of the glimpse of that year, and he had not been able to see the future again for many years.

"Where is the teacher?"

"The old man just fell asleep. He was so tired all the way. This is not something that can be compensated by elixirs..."

Qiu Zhanyu replied:

"teacher……"

Wang Muzhi sighed in his heart, but there was no way, so he had to turn around and not talk about it:

"After this war, the Hu people retreated temporarily, but it has been peaceful for several years. However, after the war is over, there are more problems..."

"Yes, after this battle, many generals of the Shence Army wrote a letter to return to Shendu. If it weren't for the princess's iron-blooded suppression, I would be afraid that the morale of the army would be in chaos."

Qiu Zhanyu couldn't help but sigh.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After years of war, Longyuan Road suffered heavy losses, including Longyuan Guard, less than 200,000 soldiers who can fight.

This kind of force is barely enough to defend the three borders together.

If the imperial guards of the court, especially the Shence Army, withdraw, I am afraid that the war will recur in the future and will have no resistance...

"These imperial guards are mostly from families of Wanlongdao, so how could they be willing to work hard for Mud Legs?"

When he opened the door, it was late at night. Wang Muzhi was walking in the courtyard. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

"Mr. Wang?"

Qiu Zhanyu keenly realized something was wrong. As soon as he chased him out, he saw Wang Muzhi disappear and left in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to say a word of explanation.

boom!

In the middle of the night, a sound of air burst sounded in Longyuan City. Wang Mu took a step forward, broke through the airflow, and came to the Wanxiang Mountain.

I saw a white light burst out from the big rock that had been sitting cross-legged for many years and soaring into the sky!

"The ban of the sloppy Taoist has been broken!"

Seeing this scene, even though he had already prepared for this, Wang Muzhi's heart sank, as if he had pressed a big stone.

For more than twenty years in the Wanxiang Mountain, he was preparing for the promotion to the Tenth Capital, and was also monitoring the ban.

This is his promise made by obtaining the remains of the sloppy Taoist in the Wanxiang Mountains.

"That old witch..."

My heart trembled. Wang Muzhi stepped into Wanxiang Mountain, spread his five fingers, grabbed a ray of white light, and had already used his magical power to "dividing light into shadow".

After being promoted to the tenth capital, he was baptized by the laws, and the four magical powers he possessed all broke through to the third level.

As the magical power of the natal world, the progress will naturally be greater.

From the first level, his magical power can differentiate into various mysteries from the "light".

Now that I have entered the third level, it is even more mysterious and unmistakable.

In an instant, the Dayan Mountain, which stretched for tens of thousands of miles, appeared in Wang Muzhi's mind.

And along the light, I saw the figure stepping out of the mountains and forests, and even saw the earlier person...

That's it?!

In the deep forest, there seemed to be a thunderbolt passing by, and Wang Muzhi's pupils shrank violently for a moment.

I saw a clay statue, which opened my eyes like a human being, and it was better to see myself in the distance from the void.

"puff!"

The magical power was broken and he sprayed out with a mouthful of blood. Wang Muzhi bounced his ten fingers and couldn't stop capturing the spot. After a long time, he fell to the ground like a battle.

"That statue..."

After taking the healing pill, Wang Muzhi slowly let go of his palm. Threads of light gradually gathered with the blessing of invisible power.

The reason why his supernatural powers were destroyed was that he forced himself to peek into the mystery of the statue.

Between the light and shadows, he saw the clay statue again, and at the same time, he also saw the old woman stepping out of the forest.

One person, one statue of the god, and three deserted mountains stopped at the same time and looked at each other from afar.

No sound came out, and it was obvious that two of them had already had the means to deal with such supernatural snooping.

"It was that god who released the old witch? What is it..."

Wang Muzhi became more and more uneasy.

And when he was highly focused and even urging his supernatural powers again, he finally captured sporadic dialogues from it...

And what is mentioned is,

"Junior Brother Yang?!"

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How can you get the two laws in the world...

In one day, Yang Yu chewed this sentence for the third time, and this time, his mood was completely different.

After twenty years of storms and experiencing many life and death, he thought that everything could be faced calmly.

But at this moment, he had to hold his palm tightly to suppress the burning anger and worry in his heart.

Trepidation!

The goshawk spread his wings vigilantly. In the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, a golden eagle crossed the sky and came towards this place.

The Golden-Fedged Eagle is the king of the Feathered Eagle, which is extremely precious. Even Wang Muzhi has only one, and it is not an important juncture and will not be released at all.

Huh ~

After taking the Lingying, nothing unexpected happened to Wang Muzhi's warning and persuasion, and even he himself was on the way to come.

only……

Yang Yuwei was dressed and stepped into a place covered by dark clouds:
Chapter completed!