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When Emperor Yingzong of Ming Zhu Qizhen and Crown Prince of Ming Zhu Xiongying entered the space channel, the space channel slowly dissipated.

Along with it, a wisp of evil spirit from Song Gaozong Zhao Gou also dissipated.

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen and Yan Wang Zhu Di first breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them.

The majestic figures that walked out of the long river of time had different expressions:
"It's you, Emperor Yang of Sui?"

"Hey, didn't Qi Zhen just say that you had died a long time ago? Why are you still alive?"

I saw that tall and majestic figure, with a majestic aura, as if it was integrated with the heaven and earth.

Just by looking at the tall figure, the true soul felt a sense of tearing.

Moreover, his face was exactly the same as Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, even his aura was the same.

"call out"

At this time.

Emperor Hui of Jin, Sima Zhong, arrived from nowhere and looked at Emperor Yang of Sui, whom he had not seen for more than a thousand years, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and said:
"Emperor Sui...you...is this really you?"

For more than a thousand years, Emperor Hui of Jin was despised and looked down upon by everyone in every dynasty, and then feared and dreaded.

This is closely related to the Sui Emperor. The two were both teacher and friend, both master and apprentice, and close friends.

Now that he could see his former best friend again, Emperor Hui of Jin, Sima Zhong, was very excited.

Seeing the reactions of the crowd, the Future Buddha said quickly:
"Don't be stupid!"

"Emperor Sui Yang has already fallen. This person in front of me must be the mastermind behind the incident in the name of Emperor Sui Yang!"

"It is even possible that the mastermind behind this has turned Emperor Sui Yang into a puppet..."

As he spoke, Future Buddha's tone was filled with sighs.

How arrogant was Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty during his lifetime?

He is an enemy of all dynasties, unruly and unruly, with an ambition as high as the sky.

If he knew that after his death his corpse would be desecrated and made into a puppet, he would probably commit suicide without hesitation.

When Emperor Hui of Jin, Sima Zhong, heard the words of the Future Buddha, the excitement in his eyes quickly turned cold.

That’s right, he saw with his own eyes that Emperor Yang of Sui’s fate tablet was broken.

Moreover, if Emperor Yang of Sui was still alive, how could he watch the Sui Dynasty fall? How could he watch Emperor Gaozu of Sui and Empress Dugu fall?

With this thought in mind, Emperor Hui of Jin Sima Zhong said coldly:
"Tell me! Who are you?"

"Why are you targeting us?"

"Which old friend are you?"

Throughout the dynasties, apart from the emperors, Emperor Hui of Jin could not imagine who could have made such great rulers as Emperor Taizu of Ming and Emperor Gaozu of Han disappear inexplicably one after another.

I'm afraid the mastermind behind this is hiding among these emperors.

The tall and majestic figure stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming with light that made it impossible to look directly at him.

Breathe!
Three breaths!

After five full breaths, the divine light in the eyes of the tall figure faded away, and his voice was hoarse and indifferent:

"They are both lucky to have escaped from this time and space."

"You bunch of ants, why do you want to seek your own death? Coveting your unimaginable power!"

"die!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty waved his hand, and divine power turned into spears that fell from the sky.

"Boom boom boom"

Even Sima Zhong, the Emperor Hui of Jin, who was so powerful that he burned his blood and essence, could not hold out for a few breaths before he was pierced through the heart by thousands of spears and suppressed on the spot.

The four people, the current ruler of the Ming Dynasty, the Future Buddha, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, and Prince of Yan Zhu Di, who had weak cultivation, were suppressed in an instant.

Immediately.

The tall figure looked up at the long river of time in the sky and said in a calm voice:

"The fish has been hooked, it's time to reel in the net."

The words fell.

Under the watchful eyes of all living beings in the entire Ming Dynasty, the long river of time was completely torn apart.

One after another, figures with unfathomable aura appeared between heaven and earth, and spread out in all directions as if they had planned it long ago.

Many people who had set their sights on the Ming Dynasty and followed the movements of the past dynasties in the forbidden area were shocked to see the appearance of those figures. They immediately said in disbelief:

"How could it be him!"

"Impossible, it's fake! It must be fake!"

"Your Majesty, it's really you..."

……

The Immortal Mountain.

The blood of the Lan family's ancestor had burned out, his body had turned into nothingness, and he laughed crazily:
"Hahaha!"

"Lan Yu, you are a sinner of the Lan family!"

"Even if you detonate the destiny of the Lan family, what does it matter? You still can't protect this corrupt and dirty Ming Dynasty!!"

Zhao Xingsong covered his chest with his hands, his eyes swept across the ancestor of the Lan family who had been reduced to ashes, and looked into the distance.

He opened his mouth and murmured:

"It's the breath of my father, there's no mistake about it."

"Ahem... How great! In the past time and space, my father is still alive."

"so good……"

"boom"

As the laws of magic manifested themselves in the world, a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun descended from the sky.

Zhao Xingsong tried his best and used the World-Destroying Mill, but he was unable to withstand this tremendous force.

In just a moment, the world-destroying mill was shattered, and then a figure in an imperial robe appeared in front of Zhao Xingsong.

Under the latter's stunned and painful gaze, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the life essence and the power of the magic law in Zhao Xingsong's body poured into the body of the emperor's robe like rivers returning to the sea.

Afterwards, the figure in imperial robe left without hesitation.

The only person left there was Zhao Xingsong, whose life essence had been devoured and who was bleeding from all seven orifices. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The sound faded in the breeze:
"Ahem...why is it you..."

"Father..."

……

The ancestral home of the Chang family.

King Kaiping Chang Yuchun was suppressed here and could not move.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew over and landed in front of Kaiping King Chang Yuchun. When the light dissipated, the figure of Chang family's ancestor, Chang Zhuxian, was revealed.

With a wave of his hand, Chang Zhuxian untied the restraint on Chang Yuchun. With blood on the corner of his mouth, he said weakly:

"Ancestor, run away!"

"When they come, all living things will perish. No one will be able to escape this massacre."

Seeing this, Chang Yuchun, the Prince of Kaiping, did not bother to use his secret technique. Like Lan Yu, he went to his death, leading the Chang family to destruction and helping the Crown Prince of Daming break out of the siege. He asked:
"Let me ask you, where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Did he escape?"

However, at this moment, Chang Zhuxian, sensing the murderous intent that was getting closer and closer, causing her true spirit to tremble in fear, formed a spell with her hands.

The next second, ripples appeared in space, and Kaiping King Chang Yuchun was caught in the turbulence of space. He said:

"Zhu Xiongying has already left this time and space, so maybe he can escape with his life."

"Grandfather, I know you resent my grandson for leading the Chang family to rebel against the Ming Dynasty, but you don't know that if my grandson doesn't rebel, he will become a slave of that tyrant!"

"I didn't want to be born with a charming body. If I don't resist, I won't be worthy of being a descendant of the Chang family!"

"buzz"

As soon as Chang Zhuxian finished speaking, an extremely graceful figure appeared.

With a point of his finger, Chang Zhuxian's forehead was pierced, and the power of laws and the essence of life gushed out crazily.

In the last moments of his life, Chang Zhuxian tried hard to raise his head and looked directly at the stunning woman in front of him.

A light bulb went off in his mind, and the appearance of the woman in front of him matched a portrait he had seen in an ancient book.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a bitter smile, and said:

"We thought that as long as we cut off our own path, we could live in disgrace. But... we are still the meal you are waiting for."

"The Emperor... is truly the most scheming person in the world." (End of this chapter)