sword from heaven

Chapter 338 Arrival (Part [-])
"Father, your blood?"

"Exactly."

"How much blood is needed? It won't harm the body, right?"

"Haha..." Xie Sheng laughed loudly and said, "Xiao Liu, you don't need to worry too much, my body is very strong, a little blood is nothing."

Xie Ziying stared at him with a frown, and said dissatisfied: "Father, why don't you let some royal brothers come, they are all descendants of dragons, and one of them must be the blood of a real dragon?"

"No, it can only be my blood." Xie Sheng waved his hands and said with a smile: "Father has his own measure."

What he is most satisfied with is Xie Ziying's filial piety, unlike those sons, all of them are not well-raised, and the only thing they can never forget is the throne, and they don't care about themselves as a father at all.

If these unworthy people were here, they would wish that they would die in an accident to make room for them.

Xie Ziying glanced at him and shook her head: "Father, compared with this thaumaturgy of praying to the sky, your body is more important, and whether it is reversed or not is not so important."

The smile on Xie Sheng's face slowly disappeared, and he said slowly: "Xiao Liu, if we don't turn things around, the imperial court will never be able to suppress martial arts."

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, then looked down at the white jade ground, and said in a deep voice: "The imperial court is an imperial court, and it is to rule the world, but now? The imperial order cannot enter the martial arts forest, and the majesty of the imperial court is gone. As a result, people's hearts are floating and people are floating in things, and everyone dares to obey my orders, and if this continues, the country and the country will be hard to protect!"

Xie Ziying said: "Father, the Martial Arts Hall has been dispatched now. With the strength of the Martial Arts Hall, the six sects will be suppressed. There is no need to worry."

"I can't help it!" Xie Sheng shook his head and said, "I can't leave these problems to the next generation. At that time, even if the six major sects are suppressed, people's hearts will not be able to suppress it!"

The human heart is a strange thing. It is said that water can carry a boat and capsize it. Don’t you know that water can either carry a boat or capsize it.

If you can't control the water, you will be overturned.

The current imperial court is in such a dangerous situation. As the emperor, he controls all the eyes and ears of the world, and he has a deep understanding of the seriousness of the situation.

Xie Ziying nodded slightly.

In fact, she also felt the same, but she could only be anxious, Yanwu Hall is not invincible.

Moreover, there are still many constraints from the emperor's brothers, and they cannot do everything with all their strength. The destruction of eleven border towns is already the limit, and it is beyond their strength to attack the six major sects.

"Okay, I have prepared so much just for this day!" Xie Sheng said with a smile, "How could I give up!"

"Father, be careful!"

"Understood." Xie Sheng nodded and looked at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge bowed.

His heart is awe-inspiring.

This Xie Sheng's cultivation is not extreme, but his eyes seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts, so he needs to be careful.

After he became a sword god, his state of mind was changing, and he unconsciously looked down at the world, and he had no awe of the emperor in the world.

Besides, he was originally a modern person, and the things in his bones could not be changed, and his awe of the emperor was far less than that of people in this world.

"He's a rebellious kid!" Xie Sheng shook his head and smiled, "It's rare for you to be able to control him well."

Xie Ziying said: "Father, although Gu Xian acted recklessly, he is loyal and has a keen sense. He has saved me several times."

"Okay, okay." Xie Sheng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the chubby eunuch Su Qinghe: "Su Qinghe, you have time to give him some advice."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Su Qinghe bowed in response.

He cast his kind eyes over, looked Song Yunge up and down, and said with a smile: "The cultivation base is not bad."

Song Yunge had goose bumps all over his body.

It was so weird to be looked at by him like that.

Moreover, this great eunuch turned out to be a member of the Demon Sect, and his magic skills were only inferior to Song Yuyan who had already reached the realm of the Demon God.

It's a pity that there is no way to use Yukong Palace in the palace, and there is no way to see which one he belongs to.

Su Qinghe said: "However, he doesn't know the rules very well. This servant will teach him well."

Xie Sheng nodded.

Song Yunge cupped his fists and smiled.

Xie Sheng looked up at the sky and nodded: "It's almost time, let's start!"

He glanced at Song Yunge.

Xie Ziying said: "Father, let him stay aside, in case someone is really short-sighted!"

"...That's fine." Xie Sheng smiled and said, "Could it be that you are so filial that you can only watch but not move later!"

"Yes." Xie Ziying nodded.

Xie Sheng walked slowly to the twelve Heavenly Spirit Pots, closed his eyes and began to exercise, gradually exuding a strange aura from his body.

This strange aura was not strong, but as time passed, it resonated strangely with the surroundings.

Golden dragons slowly emerged from all directions, and eight dragons slowly gathered above the Hall of Harmony.

The palace was heavily guarded, and everyone in the palace saw such an abnormal appearance, they were about to shout but quickly shut up, they had been ordered in advance not to make any noise.

They stared wide-eyed and stared blankly at the eight giant dragons circling in the sky, getting closer and closer. The golden scales with strange patterns were clearly visible, slowly flowing and exuding a scorching golden light.

When he saw the dragon head, his huge eyes were like lanterns, and he couldn't help lying down on the ground when he was caught by this gaze.

The eight giant dragons descended slowly.

Song Yunge took a step forward to protect Xie Ziying, amazed in his heart, felt that the eight giant dragons were real, as if they were real, and the violent aura was as real as it was, making him want to kneel down.

Xie Ziying stood proudly, watching the eight giant dragons quietly, and Song Yunge couldn't help admiring her. Xie Ziying's will was really firm, far better than ordinary men.

Seeing Su Qinghe's tyrannical cultivation, he couldn't help but bow down at this moment, not daring to look at the giant dragon.

Although Song Yunge was not afraid, he lowered his eyes to conceal his arrogance and arrogance.

Xie Sheng bit his index finger and squeezed hard.

"Hiss..." A thin line of blood spurted out from the index finger, and fell on the twelve heavenly pots respectively.

The Tianling Pot absorbed the blood, and a white light burst out immediately.

The white light shot straight into the sky, forming twelve pillars of light, and the eight giant dragons uttered long chants towards the sky, shaking the entire capital.

After the long chant, eight giant dragons soared into the sky.

The twelve beams of light formed a circle, and the eight giant dragons rushed towards the circle, getting higher and higher, and gradually disappeared.

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the sky.

Immediately, the mountains shook.

Song Yunge's expression was serious.

Unexpectedly, the twelve heavenly spirit pots have such power, and I am afraid that I have absorbed more souls than the souls in these twelve heavenly spirit pots.

Thinking about it this way, it's really too wasteful.

But what is the magical function of the Tianling Pot, do you want to steal one and have a look?
Immediately he dismissed this thought, only to see that the twelve heavenly spirit pots had been cracked, gradually disintegrated, and turned into powder.

Xie Sheng's face was pale, limp and supported entirely by Su Qinghe, who kept nourishing his body with kung fu.

He looked up at the sky quietly, revealing longing and anticipation.

"Father, what could it be?" Xie Ziying asked curiously.

Xie Sheng shook his head: "I don't know even if I'm a father."

Xie Ziying showed a wry smile.

Xie Sheng said: "But it is inevitable to turn the world around, just look at the momentum!"

He looked down at Xie Ziying: "If things can't be turned around this time, then..."

"Father, look!" Xie Ziying hurriedly pointed to the sky.

Xie Sheng looked up.

Three rays of light descended from the sky, like three shooting stars passing by, falling faster and faster.

The closer you get, the smaller the radiance, and finally three white dots fall, and in a split second, they avoid this place and land in three places.

(End of this chapter)