Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 830
"Don't be impulsive!"

Zhang Boyi also noticed the abnormality, but grabbed back the injured Zhang, and said in a concentrated voice: "It's not too late to have a look."

Zhang Shangqiang endured his shock and anger and sat down, but his heart was in a mess.

After hearing that the crown prince hosted Xie Tian, ​​he faintly felt that something was wrong, so he followed Zhang Boyi, only wanting to help Xie Tian at the critical moment.

Unexpectedly, when he got here, he realized that Xie Tian might be fine, but his other two brothers became strangers!
"No, no, it's impossible for Xu Mang and Chu Ming not to know me, they both looked for me four months ago..."

Just when Zhang Shang lost his mind, Xu Mang and his group finally came to the hall and knelt down on one knee facing Mr. Feng.

"Sergeant of the Sixth Battalion of the Death Battalion, see Mr. Feng!"

Seeing this, everyone in the hall suddenly shrank their pupils!
The death camp is the foundation of the gods, and it has always only listened to the gods and emperors. Even Mr. Feng's current master, Prince Kamikaze, can only mobilize the last three camps of the death camp.

But now, what did everyone in the hall see?
The dignified elite of the Sixth Battalion of Death Battalion actually performed the highest half-kneeling military salute to Mr. Feng!

"It's so weird..."

Hong Ren gasped and looked at Xing Yan who was not far away, only to find that the Shangshu of the military department of the Shen Dynasty also had a stunned expression.

"Grandma, what do you think?"

The lonely mother-in-law, who was meditating, heard Zhang Boyi's voice transmission in her ears.

"Hey..." Grandma Gusha sighed, with a strange solemnity on her face, she said in a deep voice, "My old guess, maybe it has something to do with Mr. Feng's previous identity."

"Identity?" Zhang Boyi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly realized, "3000 years ago, Mr. Feng was one of the four kings of the Xie Wudi army. Could it be that he... But it's not right..."

Long before Xie Wudi transformed into Dao, the predecessor of the Death Camp, the Divine Halberd Guard, was entrusted to the Divine Halberd by him.

From then on, Xie Wudi lost the power to control the death camp.

Even Tangtang Xie Wudi is like this, as the king of the army, what qualifications does Kamikaze have to let the Sixth Battalion of the Death Battalion do this?
The only reason that could be explained was suddenly overthrown by Zhang Boyi, making the situation even more unpredictable, and the doubts in everyone's hearts also increased.

Everyone's surprise was seen by Mr. Feng, so the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched.

The arc is a kind of sincere smile blooming, because what he likes most is to play with people in the applause.

This hobby was not suppressed even in the era when Xie Wudi was coercing Kyushu, so he was the most special one among the four great army kings.

What is special is that he has never made a move in the battle driven by Xie Wudi throughout his life.

And the countless bones that built him the name of the king of the army all died because of his resourcefulness.

What's even more frightening is that there are very few people who know this, so few that even Zhang Boyi, the newly promoted Lu Xian, doesn't know.

Only Granny Gusha knew about this matter vaguely, so she guessed that the strange behavior of the dozens of talented soldiers in the death camp was related to the identity of Mr. Feng.

"If that's the case, then this Mr. Feng is terrible..."

Grandma Gu Sha frowned tightly, staring at Mr. Feng who was sitting on the main seat, her heart was full of ups and downs.

In her opinion, murdering people with tricks is not terrible, what is terrible is what method Mr. Feng used to make the sixth camp of the dead camp so obedient.

However, the next moment, the most terrifying thing in her mind was overturned.

Because Mr. Feng spoke.

"Everyone, stop guessing." The smiling Mr. Feng uttered a shocking statement.

"Not long ago, His Majesty has handed over the power of the death camp to His Highness the Crown Prince. As for why the Sixth Battalion should give the highest military salute to you, it is also His Royal Highness's order."

As soon as these words came out, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, striking everyone's heads, and the body of Grandma Gu Sha began to sway involuntarily, and the old eyes were full of inconceivable horror!
The death camp is the foundation of the god dynasty, and in a sense, it is the embodiment of the god emperor's divine power!

If it is true as Mr. Feng said, Shen Shao handed over the power of the death camp to Shenfeng, which means that the crown prince, Shenfeng, is now the Shenhuang who only lacks the coronation ceremony!
"This is impossible!"

Just when everyone was terrified, Xing Yan stood up abruptly, and retorted: "The position of the emperor changes every 200 years. Every time the new emperor ascends the throne, it is the time when the power of the death camp is handed over. There will be no change without reason!"

When everyone heard the words, a spirit came back to their senses!
"Indeed!"

"One of the steps in the new emperor's ascension to the throne is the death camp handover, and it will never be advanced!"

"What's more, His Majesty is still alive, how can such a big event be done without warning?"

……

Pointed at by countless questioning eyes, Mr. Feng still smiled boldly, but there was a trace of ridicule in his smile that was difficult for others to detect.

It was his right hand that was slowly stretched out following the ridicule.

In this hand, there is an extra token.

Token Zijin.

It is the highest level token for the dead camp.

"Purple Gold Token!" Zhang Shang stood up in shock, "Impossible, this token is only eligible to be held by the commander of the Second Battalion of the Dead Camp, how could it be in your hands!"

Mr. Feng looked around at the people who had been struck by lightning, and he smiled forcefully: "Everyone here knows the importance of the Purple Gold Token. If there is no decree from the God Emperor, this order will not be able to reach my subordinates."

Erying Hall on Erying Mountain, because of the appearance of the Purple Gold Token of the Death Camp, immediately fell into deathly silence.

And the people at the foot of the mountain, who were not qualified to enter the palace, also fell into a death-like sluggishness.

Because the evil sky has come.

But not alone.

Behind him is the crazy old man who smashed Kyushu, and Bai Zhi, the king of the million mountains.

On his right is Dulong, the son of Dujiang, the commander-in-chief of the imperial guards of the God Dynasty.

On his left is Her Royal Highness, the most beloved princess of the Emperor of God——Princess Shenji.

And the arrival of Princess Shenji was the reason for everyone's sluggishness.

When they saw Shen Ji with her face covered by a red veil, a divine decree appeared in everyone's minds.

This divine decree is the first divine decree in the 3000-year history of the Divine Dynasty.

The reason why it is called the first is that in the past 3000 years, the Shen Dynasty gave the Princess Shen's marriage for the first time.

"Fortunately not humiliated!"

In front of everyone, Dulong returned to his silent state, even so, he couldn't help but stare at Xie Tian.

Because he never imagined that Xie Tian asked him to help him, which was to pick up Shen Ji from the shrine.

A single carelessness on his part will cause the entire nine clans to be exterminated!
"Thank you."

"Your thanks, can you be more sincere?" Seeing Xie Tian thanking lightly, Dulong couldn't help it, and asked earnestly.

Xie Tian glanced at the cold sweat on Dulong's forehead, and said with a smile, "I told you a long time ago, this trip will definitely go well."

"Then I would like to thank you for your kind words, hum."

Dulong rolled his eyes and went up the mountain alone, Xietian laughed and shook his head, preventing the people who came to their senses from seeing him, looked at Shenji and said softly: "Your Highness, please."

"Xie Tian, ​​why do you want me to come here?"

Shen Ji raised her head and looked at Er Ying Dian, in her innocent voice, there was still some lingering sadness.

Xie Tian didn't see Shen Ji's beauty and delicacy, but only saw the sadness, so he said with a smile: "This subordinate specially invited the princess to come and play."

When mentioning Wanzi, Shenji's eyes lighted up slightly, and she said pleasantly, "What's so interesting here?"

"The subordinates don't know..."

Xie Tian looked up at the Hall of Erying, and seemed to see the sinister spirit in the mouth of the crazy grandpa, and Luo Xiao who was rampant when the villain was successful, and even saw a quiet man standing above the Hall of Erying. people.

Suddenly, a strong sense of pride grew in his heart.

"But the subordinate promises that this place must be fun."

"great!"

Shen Ji, who turned into a butterfly, trotted up the mountain with joyful steps.

Xie Tian smiled, reviewed his plan again, and walked up the mountain slowly at a pace of one foot and three inches.

(End of this chapter)