Supreme enchanting soldier king

Chapter 641 The Emperor's Tomb Collapses

Chapter 641 The Emperor's Tomb Collapses
"Hey! Yuan Hao, Zhao Qing, why are you here? You people from Yaochi Holy Land have also arrived?" Nangong Qingshu turned his head when he heard the sound, and couldn't help being stunned. There are contacts between holy places.

The young monk Yuan Hao, with shock in his eyes, hadn't looked away from Ye Luo, replied casually, "We people from Yaochi Holy Land should have arrived before the emperor's tomb, but maybe not in the direction of the emperor's tomb, the two of us Because of some things, I was temporarily separated from the people of the Holy Land."

"It turned out to be like this, haha, I see that your aura is as solid as the essence, and a powerful law began to appear in the aura. It seems that after this birth, your strength has increased again, and you have reached the stage of foundation building. The fifth floor, right?" Nangong Qingshu approached and laughed, at the same time, Ruoyu seemed to want to get closer to the friendship.

Although Yuan Hao is not a genius in Yaochi, he is the core disciple of the powerful Yaochi Holy Land after all. The Yaochi Holy Land is an extremely ancient and mysterious holy land that existed before ancient times.

However, Yuan Hao, a young monk, still did not look at Nangong Qingshu, his eyes still fell on Ye Luo, and he could only deal with it casually, saying: "This time the world has changed a lot, and many things are indeed different. My realm , and there have indeed been some breakthroughs.”

As someone from a great family, Nangong Qingshu saw the young monk's casual coping, so he couldn't help frowning, and followed the gaze of the young monk Yuan Hao, looking in the direction he was looking.

Nangong Qingshu suddenly saw Ye Luo, and couldn't help but be astonished!

"Do you know that useless traitor?" Nangong Qingshu hesitated for a moment, asked a little uncertainly, and pointed at Ye Luo from a distance.

"Trash? A traitor?" The young monk Yuan Hao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said incredulously, "You mean him? The person behind Prince Meiji?"

"That's right. Speaking of which, it's also a shame for us. This useless traitor at the first level of Qi training took advantage of our inattention and took a powerful female cultivator captured by us to defect to the island country Fusang. A shameless scum of a nation, this kind of person, hmph, I and the people from the Yanhuang family must be killed!
However, hehe, his life is not easy now, he went out with Nangong Zhantian and his party, but in the end, he came back alive, and the death of a supreme figure like Miyamoto Zantian made even the high-level officials of the island country extremely angry He, a small ant traitor, is very likely to be affected by the wrath and directly killed by the little devil!

It's just that we still don't know who is the supreme existence, who is even looked up to and worshiped by the ancient giant, who was born and killed Miyamoto Zantian. If I know who it is, I will definitely come to pay respects. "There was a trace of respect in Nangong Qingshu's haughty tone.

The corner of the young monk Yuan Hao's mouth twitched fiercely.

I haven't seen you for several years, is this Nangong Qingshu blind?
Bad luck?

wrong!

These thoughts rose strongly in Yuan Hao's mind, but then he remembered his reaction when he saw Ye Luo for the first time before, and Ye Luo's terrifying layout that made people's scalp tingle, and his crazy killing .

He suddenly understood that Nangong Qingshu would react like this.

Ye Luo's terrifying, scalp-numbing layout is not over yet. Miyamoto Zhantian is not his ultimate goal, and the reason why Nangong Qingshu and his party behave like this is because he doesn't know the truth.

He was like an evil pen, he didn't see any flaws in Ye Luo's layout at all!
Moreover, seeing this, the young monk Yuan Hao was even more shocked. When did Ye Luo's layout start?What is his goal?
He wouldn't want to assassinate Prince Meiji, the god of the island nation, the spiritual pillar of countless islanders, right?
When the young Yuan Hao thought of this place, he was terrified!
If Prince Miyamoto died in Donghuang, how would the people of the island country Fusang react?Wrath, no, definitely not just anger, a god-like existence worshiped by countless people, once he dies here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This is definitely a more terrifying death feud than digging up the ancestral grave of the island country!

Fusang, the island country, might do everything in his power to pursue revenge, right?Even, regardless of the cost, the people of the island country Fusang will go crazy!
He wouldn't want to be alone, facing an ancient and terrifying island country Fusang Holy Land, would he?
When this thought flashed through the young Yuan Hao's mind, he couldn't help but shuddered. He was even more shocked than when he saw Ye Luo kill Miyamoto Zantian.

"Huh! What's the matter with you? He is a shameless traitor, he is not worthy of attention at all, hum, as long as he leaves here and the team of the island country Fusang, I will kill him at will." Nangong Qingshu said casually.

"That's right, this kind of traitor doesn't need you to do it at all, my lord. If I see it, I will kill it directly!" One of Nangong Qingshu's subordinates also spoke confidently.

Hearing this, Lan Xiaoqian couldn't help feeling extremely uncomfortable, and said to herself in a low voice: "Are you stupid, why did you become a traitor? People in Yanhuang Holy Land have always used the most ruthless treatment of traitors." Severe means of execution, even if others don't do it, the lurkers lurking in the island country will kill you."

The lonely and perfect woman, Yue Jiangyue, didn't look at her. As a person from the ancient Yanhuang country, she was more aware of how terrifying the background of the ancient Yanhuang country that lasted for countless years was.

Treason!

In the endless history, even in the ancient times, when the ancient kingdom of Yanhuang was the weakest, when Fusang Holy Land was invaded bloodily, mountains and rivers were shattered, and there were millions of corpses, the final outcome of the traitors would not be a happy death.

People in Yanhuang, whether it is the most powerful existence or the weakest peasant, have only one word for traitors, and that is: kill!

As a result, after the ancient times, almost no real Yanhuang people became traitors.

However, in the depths of the lonely and perfect woman's eyes, when she looked at Ye Luo, there was a faint trace of doubt.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" Female cultivator Zhao Qing, who had been in shock all the time, turned her head suddenly when she heard the words, and looked at Nangong Qingshu, with an inconceivable tone in her tone.

Nangong Qingshu was speaking in high spirits when he was suddenly reprimanded, he couldn't help but hesitate, and asked in doubt: "Junior Sister Zhao Qing, who are you?"

"I..." Zhao Qing said angrily, but was interrupted.

Yuan Hao gave Zhao Qing a look, and they could not talk about Ye Luo's identity here because of the blood oath of their own lives. They could only speak when they were out of this forbidden area.

In addition, Ye Luo's terrifying and scalp-numbing layout is not over yet, and they can't even speak.

This kind of existence that only the two of them knew the truth felt uncomfortable, but couldn't speak.

Yuan Hao coughed and interrupted Zhao Qing directly. His eyes suddenly turned to the emperor's tomb, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "Look, the emperor's tomb is trembling. There seems to be something awakening in the emperor's tomb. Is the emperor's tomb?" Is it going to collapse?"

(End of this chapter)

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