Daqin: I am Yingzheng, join the chat group at the beginning

Chapter 57
"Rumble..."

In an instant, the aura emitted by Ying Zheng at this moment spread crazily towards the surroundings.

As the aura from Ying Zheng spread wildly towards the surroundings, the ghost that feeds on fear instantly looked at Ying Zheng with an incredulous look.

There was even a deep tremor in the ghost's eyes.

"This this this..."

"what's the situation?"

Unbelievable voices emerged in the ghost's eyes.

He suddenly realized that he seemed completely unable to move in front of Ying Zheng's aura.

And most importantly he felt as if he was being watched by some terrifying presence.

"Tick tock..."

Drops of sweat continued to flow from the ghost's body.

That's right, even though he has completely turned into a ghost, it doesn't mean he doesn't sweat anymore.

This kind of sweat is condensed from the essence in his body.

The ghost at this moment was just dripping the sweat that was used in his body, and at the same time looked at the present Ying Zheng with fear in his eyes.

"Gudong..."

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded in the ghost's throat.

The current group leader, Li Jiahui, just looked at Ying Zheng beside her with a happy look.

"Thank you His Majesty the First Emperor for your help!"

Voices of gratitude came from the mouth of the group leader, Li Jiahui.

For Li Jiahui, the group leader at the moment, if it wasn't for the help of the First Emperor Yingzheng, she might really have fallen on the spot.

She doesn't want to die, she still has great youth to enjoy.

How could she just choose to die like this?

So when Ying Zheng rescued her, the current group leader Li Jiahui naturally felt bursts of deep excitement and excitement.

And the current Ying Zheng just looked at the ghost in his vision with calm eyes.

"Now, look straight at me."

There was a calmness in Ying Zheng's tone.

"Ta Tata..."

As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, Ying Zheng's figure kept walking towards the ghost.

While walking towards the ghost with Ying Zheng's figure, Uncle Jiu also started to come to the live broadcast room with a magic weapon.

It's just that when Uncle Jiu came to the live broadcast room, Uncle Jiu just saw the scene that made him feel confused for a while.

"Is this the First Emperor?"

There was a hint of disbelief in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

Faced with the disbelief in Uncle Jiu's eyes, everyone in the live broadcast room also saw Uncle Jiu's return.

"That's right, that's His Majesty the First Emperor."

Yue Buqun said with a serious look in his eyes.

Looking at Yue Buqun's reply, Uncle Jiu was looking at Ying Zheng who was walking towards the ghost in his field of vision with a bewildered gaze.

"This this this..."

"Wait, why is the qi and blood emanating from Emperor Shihuang's body so strong?" Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of disbelief.

"This……"

For a moment, Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of disbelief, and he quickly concentrated his mana into those eyes.

"Buzzing..."

As Uncle Jiu condensed mana into his eyes, a golden light flashed directly in Uncle Jiu's eyes at this moment.

While Uncle Jiu condensed mana into his eyes, he soon saw everything emanating from Ying Zheng.

"Gudong..."

Even Uncle Jiu at this moment felt waves of bewilderment and even waves of disbelief.

"This, this, this!"

For a split second, Uncle Jiu's words seemed a little stammered at this moment.

Facing Uncle Jiu's shock, Nie Xiaoqian, who was in the live broadcast room, couldn't help but said, "Master Daoist, you saw it too, right?"

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help asking.

For Nie Xiaoqian at this moment, she can still understand that besides her in the live broadcast room, only this Taoist priest has the power to cultivate immortals.

So at this moment, when Nie Xiaoqian saw the terrifying scene emanating from Ying Zheng, Nie Xiaoqian was somewhat unconfident, and even Nie Xiaoqian was more or less scared.

But when facing Uncle Jiu's speech, Nie Xiaoqian felt that Uncle Jiu should have seen everything radiating from Ying Zheng.

Facing Nie Xiaoqian's words, even the people in the live broadcast room looked at Ying Zheng with doubts.

"Lin Daochang, I wonder what you saw on His Majesty the First Emperor?" Cao Cao asked with doubt in his eyes.

Facing Cao Cao's question, everyone in the live broadcast room couldn't help but also said.

"That's right, Daoist Priest, I wonder what you saw on Shi Huangdi's body?"

Qiao Feng also had doubts in his eyes.

Facing the doubts in the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room, Uncle Jiu swallowed deeply and said, "Everyone, I saw the huge Dragon of Great Qin National Destiny on His Majesty the First Emperor." .”

At this moment, when Uncle Jiu was looking at the huge dragon of national destiny hovering above Yingzheng, there was a deep shock in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

"And the most important thing is that even the head of the Maoshan faction below has to give in to the aura emanating from this Dragon of Great Qin National Destiny." There was a trace of deep fear in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

The gigantic Great Qin Dragon of National Destiny had already enveloped the entire city in Uncle Jiu's vision.

You must know that this does not belong to the land of Daqin. If this is the land of Daqin, then I am afraid that this dragon of national destiny will be even stronger.

The current position of the first emperor does not belong to the Great Qin, but he is able to show such a powerful Great Qin Dragon of Fortune in this different world.

There was a deep solemnity in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

"It seems that it is necessary to make good friends with the first emperor, and even if necessary, you can hand over some things about cultivation to the first emperor." There was a deep firmness in Uncle Jiu's eyes.

Originally, it seemed to Uncle Jiu that the First Emperor should belong to the first emperor in an ordinary world, but the emperor in the ordinary world can show such an extraordinary scene.

"Perhaps the prosperity of Maoshan Mountain lies in the first emperor."

In an instant, this idea popped up in Uncle Jiu's mind.

And just as Uncle Jiu's words fell, Ying Zheng's figure had already walked in front of the ghost.

When Ying Zheng's figure walked in front of the ghost, the ghost's figure had completely collapsed to the ground from its complacency at the beginning.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Trembling voices came out of the ghost's mouth.

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(End of this chapter)