After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 105 Emperor Falls, Heaven and Earth Change Color

In the Dragon Palace, deep in the ancient door, came a faint sigh.

"Have you sensed it? A Martial Emperor in our empire has fallen."

"Hmm..." Another old voice responded.

"In the northwest corner, Xia Ming's spatial fluctuations appeared again. It seems that this vein has not yet ended."

"Have you become Emperor Wu again? You really deserve to be the most outstanding emperor."

"That incident back then, we were all retreating, and we never thought that Xia Ming would do such a thing."

"After weighing the pros and cons, it's not surprising that Dong Hai would make such a choice, but I didn't expect there to be so many variables."

"Send someone to investigate how many things happened about Xia Ming's lineage during the time we were sleeping."

"As ordered."

Outside the door of the dark room, the servant with his head bowed all the time, slowly bent down to make a promise.

Although he was a servant, the fluctuations in his spiritual power unexpectedly reached the level of the terrifying fifth-level Martial Emperor.

Except for the most important core members of the imperial family, no one will know where it is.

Because here, the old monsters who have not been in power in the empire for many years are sleeping.

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In the northwest corner of the empire, of course, there are also the eyeliners of the empire's major forces.

Liao Changfei's death caused shock and chaos in the spiritual energy of the world. Many people have never seen such a terrifying scene in their entire lives.

When the emperor falls, the sky changes.

The blood-red sky lasted for three full days near Xingyu City, and the nine fire-element avenues that Liao Changfei had mastered were also released.

During this period of time, warriors who practice the rules of the fire system can obviously feel that their strength has increased at an accelerated rate.

And this vision, soon there were layers of ripples from the northwest corner, all the way to the imperial capital.

When Xia Naiwu, the current emperor, heard that Liao Changfei had died and Xia Ming reappeared in the world as Emperor Wu, he was completely dumbfounded.

Sending Liao Changfei, I thought it was a sure thing, and after that, we just need to wait for the news of Xia Feng and others' death.

Unexpectedly, things would develop to this point.

"He is still alive, and broke through to Emperor Wu? This is impossible! Father personally destroyed his realm, how could he break through again in such a short period of time!"

Xia Naiwu was furious in the Emperor's Palace, he crazily beat all visible objects, his eyes were blood red, making people afraid to look directly at them.

The servants and beauties who served in the Emperor's Palace also crawled tremblingly on the ground, not daring to make any noise.

But even so, Xia Naiwu didn't intend to let them go. He was furious and desperately needed anything to vent his anger.

He looked at these people fiercely, and then shook their hands against the void.

"Pfft!"

Countless bloody flowers exploded, and before these slaves could even make a sound, they were crushed alive by Xia Naiwu.

"No, I didn't expect that Xia Ming's lineage would become a big disaster after all. Are you going to inform father?"

Half an hour later, Xia Naiwu, who had recovered a little, paced back and forth in the Emperor's Palace, uncertain.

Emperor Chao Xia was currently in the death pass, and he rushed to pass the pass in such a rash manner, not to mention whether he would disturb the critical moment of his father's cultivation.

The reputation of being a waste of nothing can be directly attributed to him, and Emperor Xia will definitely be very disappointed in him.

"How many other Emperor Wu can use my lineage?"

Xia Naiwu's eyes suddenly became sharp, he turned his head, Senhan asked the shadow on the beam.

Hearing the words, Yingying immediately dodged and prostrated himself in front of Xia Naiwu, bowing his knees and said: "Reporting to my lord, there are five people in the Lingxiao Pavilion belonging to the emperor's lineage. After Liao Changfei died, there are four people left. The heart is in the lineage of the emperor and son."

"Except for Liao Changfei, there are still 11 people who can be used?"

Xia Naiwu gritted his teeth, calculations flashed in his eyes, and then he made up his mind and said.

"Since we were able to abolish him once 20 years ago, we will naturally be able to abolish him again 20 years later!"

"Go and negotiate with those seven people, they want something from the emperor's lineage to exchange for this shot!"

"Whether it's a treasure or a status, as long as it's within my authority, I can give it to them!"

"As ordered."

Shadow bowed, he didn't dare to give any advice, the furious Xia Naiwu would not listen to any persuasion.

He is just a secret sentry and dead waiter who is good at hiding in the dark, just follow the emperor's order.

Therefore, the shadow disappeared into the space again, and galloped in the direction of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The speed of the shadow was very fast, but Xia Ming took Xia Feng to the imperial capital even faster.

They started their journey the day after they killed Liao Changfei.

It can be said that when Liao Changfei's death by Xia Ming reached the imperial capital, Xia Ming and Xia Feng also came to Luoyang City almost at the same time.

Luoyang City, as the center of the Great Xia Empire, covers an area as far as the eye can see, and is the center of countless chambers of commerce, trade and politics.

Here, the Martial Emperor is no longer the same as the place, but a terrifying existence that makes people's hearts tremble.

They all behaved in a low-key manner, for fear of offending any adult.

Even martial saints are quite polite and don't fight with others at will.

After all, no one knows whether the person who had a conflict with you is a relative of the royal family or has a terrifying background of some important figure behind it.

Xia Feng and Xia Ming were eating noodles at a noodle restaurant in the central commercial street of the imperial capital.

The decoration of this noodle shop is quite grand, not to mention the magnificence of the interior decoration, the guests outside the door are even strong Xuan-rank martial saints.

Anyone who can sit here is an existence of extraordinary status in the imperial capital. Ordinary people can only wait and see from afar, and dare not take a step.

Xia Ming took Xia Feng to sit by the window in the noodle shop, threw out two middle-grade dragon crystals, and ordered two bowls of noodles.

Two middle-grade dragon crystals, if not the imperial capital, can buy a comfortable small courtyard.

But here, only two bowls of noodles can be exchanged.

"Well, this old Wang Yidao restaurant has been passed down for thousands of years. Your grandfather and I have eaten here since we were young. I didn't expect that the taste has not changed after so many years." Xia Ming smiled.

Xia Feng took a sip of the noodle soup stewed with dragon crystals, shook his head and said, "It tastes pretty good, but the price is too expensive, two mid-grade dragon crystals."

"Boy." Xia Ming couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words.

He was born as the emperor of the Great Xia Empire, and he never worried about things like money.

But Xia Feng was different. He grew up in Xingyu City, and the dragon crystals on his body were obtained by destroying those holy places. They belonged to active income and had to be obtained through labor.

Therefore, Xia Feng naturally felt a little distressed.

When he said this, Xia Ming realized that it was still his grandson's money, and he couldn't hold back his old face all at once.

(End of this chapter)