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Future time and space.

Outside the Immortal Mountain.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

After searching the soul of the red-haired man, Ming Crown Prince Zhu Xiongying let go of his hand. The power of law lingered in his palm, crushing the latter to ashes.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen stood aside and saw the Crown Prince being so cruel. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and said:
"Um, Your Highness, how is it? Is this Immortal God Mountain powerful? How many old guys are there in seclusion?"

The old things Zhu Qizhen mentioned were those quasi-saints with great magical powers who cut off their own future and usually stayed here in seclusion, only when their life energy was insufficient would they slaughter all living beings.

Zhu Xiongying, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, sorted out the memories in his mind and said:
"In the Immortal God Mountain, there are a total of thirty-three quasi-saints with great supernatural powers, known as the Thirty-Three Emperors. Each emperor has his own disciples."

"These days, the six old guys have run out of vitality and launched a catastrophe, slaughtering all living things..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen could not help but exclaimed:

"Thirty-three old things?!"

"No, wait, is Daming so powerful?"

How many years have passed in this world? More than a thousand years, right? There are already thirty-three quasi-saints.

This does not include the Ming Dynasty in this world and the old guys in the remaining restricted areas.

Recalling the time when a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers was born in the ancient times, Zhu Qizhen felt a sense of unreality.

Could it be that the Ming Dynasty is more powerful than the prehistoric times?
As soon as the Ming Crown Prince Zhu Xiongying had a thought, a flash of light appeared and his appearance changed into that of a red-haired man.

Even the aura on his body was disguised so perfectly that it was almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

"Qi Zhen, there are some strange things in this world, don't underestimate the enemy."

"This person is the eleventh emperor of the Immortal God Mountain, a descendant of the Lan family, and the ninth generation grandson of Lan Zhong. Would you like to come with me and take a look?"

As he spoke, Zhu Xiongying walked to the barrier of the Immortal Mountain and performed the Lan family's unique secret technique.

"buzz"

A few seconds later, a portal appeared and Zhu Xiongying walked in first.

Seeing this, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to follow unwillingly. After hastily disguising his appearance, he carefully transmitted his thoughts:
"Your Highness, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Could it be that Emperor Taizu and His Majesty have prepared a particularly powerful treasure to protect you?"

“Not counting those six old guys, there are still 27 Quasi-Saints with great magical powers in Immortal God Mountain. Even if they cut off their own path, they will definitely have the means to temporarily recover their cultivation in times of crisis.”

"How about... we should plan before we act?"

Zhu Xiongying, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, flew towards the ancestral land of the Lan family and said:
"Make plans before you act? We can't just come to this time and space and do nothing, right? Father and the others may rescue us at any time."

"Speaking of which, the Lan family has some connection with me..."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen suddenly had an idea in his mind and blurted out:
"Could it be that he is a descendant of Lan Yu?"

As the two flew over the mountains, they saw monks passing by from time to time. When they saw Zhu Xiongying, who had transformed into a red-haired man, they would greet him.

Zhu Xiongying was not nervous at all, and dealt with those people calmly and confidently, while sending a telepathic message to Zhu Qizhen to clear his confusion:

"Do you think the thirty-three emperors of the Immortal Mountain jumped out from cracks in the rocks?"

"The ancestors of these old guys all had some connection with the nobles of the Ming Dynasty. It was because generation after generation of emperors and ministers disappeared inexplicably."

"In the end, the Ming imperial family could not control the ministers, which led to the situation today." Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen snorted coldly and said with a look of surprise:
"Humph, I've known for a long time that those ministers are all corrupt officials and parasites of the country."

"When I return, I will study a secret technique and make those officials serve the Ming imperial family for generations!!"

After learning the origins of the so-called thirty-three emperors, Zhu Qizhen was furious.

He said, how could the Immortal Mountain be so powerful, it turned out that they were all the descendants of those "old acquaintances".

If he can't deal with these descendants, can he not deal with their ancestors?
It's decided. The first person to be punished is Lan Yu, the bastard! !

Zhu Xiongying looked around, flew down from the clouds with Zhu Qizhen, and calmly stepped into the ancestral land of the Lan family, saying in a voice transmission:
"Qi Zhen, ministers are human beings, not puppets. Moreover, after so many generations, it is understandable that the descendants of those ministers rebelled."

"Remember, don't talk nonsense later, or I won't be able to protect you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qizhen complained inwardly:

"Humph, so what? This world belongs to our Zhu family. They killed the king as a subject and slaughtered all living beings. This is treason!"

After a while.

The two came to the back mountain of the Lan family and met the current head of the Lan family.

Zhu Xiongying imitated the habit of the red-haired man in his memory and said without any greeting:

"Master, I'm back. The tyrant may have gone into hiding. I couldn't find him."

The head of the Lan family stroked his long beard, walked up to Zhu Xiongying, and said with concern:

"Chang'er, that tyrant has been hiding for so many years. If he could be easily found, he would have been arrested long ago. Don't be discouraged."

"By the way, you came back just in time. Tomorrow is the Lan family's younger generation competition. Your cultivation is unmatched among your peers, so you must perform well."

"Don't let those branch disciples steal the show."

Zhu Xiongying smiled confidently and said:

"Patriarch, just rest assured. The position of patriarch will always belong to the direct lineage!!"

The royal family members will engage in intrigue and conspiracy over the vacant position of crown prince.

The Lan family is naturally no exception. The competition for the younger generation is to select the most qualified person in the Lan family to become the future head of the family.

Seeing that his eldest son was so confident, the head of the Lan family waved his hand and a piece of armor surrounded by evil spirit flew out.

There were spots of blood on it, which did not dissolve for a long time. When people looked at it, they seemed to hear the sound of dragons and phoenixes.
"Chang'er, don't be careless. Maybe the younger generations of Xu, Tang, Chang... those families will help those ambitious branches."

"Those people would like to see the Lan family killing each other and going to destruction."

While the father and son were talking, no one noticed that Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's attention was completely attracted by the blood on the armor.

And from it, he sensed an extremely terrifying pressure, as well as an extremely close aura.

Thinking about it, Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's eyes suddenly turned red, and his hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly.

"Emperor's blood, yes, it must be the blood of the Ming emperor!"

"Lan Yu, the Lan family, as expected, after Emperor Taizu and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are gone, no one can suppress you!!"

"Just wait and see how I will punish you in the future!" (End of this chapter)