Emperors chat group

Chapter 640 Kunyang’s sudden change!

The world of gods.

Song.

"Boom"

When he saw the magical power used by the man in the bamboo hat on the live broadcast interface, Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty sat up in shock and said in disbelief:

"Shinto!"

"Impossible, looking at all the dynasties, who can be as proficient in Shinto as I am!"

"Damn it, where did these three people come from!"

Wu Zetian saw the reaction of Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang and asked:

"Emperor Sui Yang, are you saying that this is Shinto? Is it the method you rely on?"

Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang grabbed his hair, his eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, and said in a deep voice:
"Ordinary Shinto techniques can only use the power of incense to improve your cultivation, but [the Divine Court Cultivation Method] is different."

"I can turn the power of incense into all things in the world. As long as I am given endless power of incense, I can create it even if I am a saint!"

"After I redeemed the [Shenting Cultivation Method], I was forced to make a copy of three copies and gave them to Emperor Song Shao, Ming Yingzong, and Wei Wu."

"Other than that, the [Shenting Cultivation Method] has never fallen into the hands of other emperors!"

"I never expected that these three people would be such useless people, and such peerless skills would be secretly learned by others!"

Wu Zetian's eyes flashed and he said thoughtfully:
"The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty is simple in nature, and he will do what he says. He will neither actively interfere in the fighting between the Han Dynasty and the New Dynasty, nor will he cause trouble behind his back."

"Then Ming Yingzong is just a drunkard. He goes to play wherever there is excitement on weekdays. If he encounters a thief, he will definitely go to Ming Taizong to complain."

"I'm afraid these three people are closely related to Emperor Wu of Wei."

It was not that Wu Zetian looked down upon Ming Yingzong, but that the latter had never been taken seriously by Wu Zetian.

A foolish king who was bullied and wanted to complain to his ancestors would never dare to provoke the current Han Dynasty.

Emperor Wu of Wei, who had a grudge against the Han Dynasty and possessed the [Shenting Cultivation Method], was highly suspicious.

……

at the same time.

In the sky.

Zhu Qizhen, the Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, who was holding on to Zhu Bai, King of Xiang, and was about to defect to Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed.

The next second, a burst of fairy light flew from the sky. In just one breath, it flew not far away from King Xiang and others.

Seeing this, Zhu Bai, the king of Xiang, panicked for a moment and hurriedly turned the branches under his feet to change the direction.

However, the incident occurred suddenly and there was not enough time to react.

The next moment, two immortal lights collided.

Zhu Bai, the king of Xiang, Zhu Gui, the acting king, and Zhu Qizhen, the Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, were immediately knocked dizzy and scattered in all directions.

But the other fairy light did not move at all, and was about to continue flying forward.

Only a voice as cold as moonlight sounded:
"Stop messing around, hurry up and save those mortals!"

The next second, an aggrieved voice came:

"Sister, it's really not my fault. Who made those three mortals have such weak auras? I thought they were birds."

……

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen was in a daze, feeling that the world around him was changing rapidly, and the fierce wind made him almost suffocated.

On his deathbed, Ming Yingzong murmured:

"What's going on? Why do we bump into immortals in the sky?"

"Mother, I miss you." A few seconds later, before his eyes fell into darkness, Ming Yingzong seemed to hear a conversation ringing in his ears.

"Hehe, sister, look, this mortal's clothes are so ugly. There are actually several little snakes embroidered on them."

"Little sister, that is the Four Seas Dragon Clan. Presumably these three people are the bloodline left by the Four Seas Dragon Clan. Otherwise, it would not be like this."

"Hey, why are there two children?"

……

in the chat group.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: Hey, what are the origins of those three people?Why is it so powerful?There are even star banners of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty?
Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty: Isn’t the method of refining the star flags known only to Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty?

Zhu Youjian, Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty: Could it be that those three were officials of the Han Dynasty who rebelled against the new dynasty because they were dissatisfied that Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty had lost all his bows and bows?

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen: Impossible, right?I only know that Han Xin during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty went to the Tang Dynasty to become the Duke of Qi. It seems that no ministers rebelled.

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen: Could it be Empress Lu’s handiwork?She has learned about the chat group and wants to learn martial arts?
Zhu Youtang, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty: Hiss, if this happens, doesn’t it mean that Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty will undoubtedly die today?
Sun Quan, Emperor Wu: Hahaha.

Sun Quan, Emperor Wu: Good, good, good!Liu Bang's child should not die, it is really unforgivable!
Sun Quan, Emperor Wu: Emperor Wu of Wei, how about we wait until Liu Bang's son dies and divide the Han Dynasty together?
Emperor Wu of Wei Cao Cao: Huh, you are a clown, but you are worthy of forming an alliance with Gu?Go back to your Qin Dynasty.

Yuan Mingzong and Shihen: Hey, Ming Xianzong, your father is dying.

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen: Bah, Yuan Mingzong, your father is gone!How dare you insult me!
Zhu Jianshen, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty, said: Please use the nail-head seven-arrow book to curse me to kill this barbarian, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty!

Yuan Mingzong and Shihen: No, I am saying that your father Ming Yingzong is gone!
Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen:? ? ?
Zhu Youtang, Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty: Father, it's not good. Grandpa Huang and King Xiang were flying on a tree branch and bumped into a monk in mid-air!

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: What? ! !
Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: Is Zhu Qizhen dying?Hahaha, what great news!

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: No, I want to see with my own eyes how Zhu Qizhen died... Hey, what a beautiful fairy.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou: Bing'er, don't look for me now, I'm going to look for the immortal...

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty: Wan Yangou, has your true nature been exposed?

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty: Ahem, these three fairies have extraordinary abilities at first glance. I am going to study under my master, so you are not allowed to compete with me!

……

The new emperor's plane.

New army camp.

King Yan Zhu Di sat on the ground, watching the battle in the sky in the distance, and asked casually:
"New Ancestor, which dynasty and generation are you a monk from? How can even the Emperor of the Han Dynasty be able to compete with you?"

The new ancestor Wang Mang looked as usual and said:

"King Yan, these capable men and strangers were formerly soldiers of my new dynasty. Because of their extraordinary talents, I rewarded them with techniques and elixirs."

"I can't believe that in just a few days, my cultivation has improved by such a rapid pace."

"It's true that God will never perish my new dynasty!"

King Yan Zhu Di curled his lips and said disdainfully:

"New Ancestor, please pull them down quickly. If what you say is true, these three people are the reincarnations of evildoers."

"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty is now in the Celestial Immortal Realm. Are you telling me that a mortal can reach the Celestial Immortal Realm after practicing for a few days?"

"If you don't want to say it, just say it. I won't force you to say it."

As he spoke, King Yan Zhu Di's eyes repeatedly glanced at the white-faced man among the three mysterious monks.

For some reason, he always felt that this person gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was as if he had seen this person more than once.

However, upon closer inspection, he could not remember when he had met a fellow practitioner of the Immortal or Literary Way.

(End of this chapter)