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Chapter 116 Fierce battle, the terrifying national master! (Please subscribe)
In the Imperial Master's Mansion, Chen Xinqian led the six protectors into the secret room. The layout inside was very simple.

It is completely a place of pure cultivation, but as far as the general manager is concerned, it is arranged according to the Eight Diagrams.

More than a dozen coffins were arranged according to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, with a seal placed at the core.

The energy contained in this seal made several people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Is this probably the seal of the leader of the Maoshan Hulong lineage?"

It carries a huge national destiny, which is extremely terrifying.

"How to do it, Miss Chen?"

At this moment, several of the guardians were a little annoyed. This matter was really difficult to handle.

This seal is obviously the formation eye, and the national destiny it carries is extremely terrifying.

If I touch it, wouldn’t it be over?

"Let me do it."

Masan calmed down, and a puppet appeared in his hand. The next moment, there was a clicking sound, and the puppet suddenly grew in size.

Walking towards the seal step by step, everyone held their breath and stared at the puppet.

The puppet walked towards the seal step by step, when the puppet's hand was placed on the seal.

The hearts of everyone present were in their throats.

A burst of yellow light flashed, followed by a high-pitched dragon roar that exploded in the secret room.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the wooden puppet was blown to pieces. At the same time, several people were so shocked by the dragon's roar that they even covered their ears, looking ferocious.

"No, it seems like this seal can't be moved."

Masan roared, and a bunch of small wooden puppets suddenly shook off his body.

"I'll try moving the coffin to see if it works."

At this moment, several people's ears are still buzzing. Fortunately, they tried it with wooden puppets. If one of them had done it, they would have finished it immediately.

As the wooden puppets were assembled one after another, in an instant, they transformed into a puppet as tall as a man and walked towards one of the coffins.

The puppet stretched out his hands and pulled towards the coffin.

The sound of friction between the coffin and the bricks was heard, but the wooden puppet did not change much.

This actually made everyone feel relieved.

"It seems that the coffin is fine. Let's get out the coffin and forget about it if the seal cannot be moved."

With that said, several people stepped forward and dragged the pipes away from their original positions.

"Phew, this is all we can do. The formation should be considered broken."

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In the palace, Long Xiaoyang looked gloomy, and Chongzhen beside him also looked livid.

Chen Qingyang looked at Long Xiaoyang with a smile on his face.

"National Master, there is no place to hide now, right?"

"hide?"

"Boy, I will let your blood splatter on the palace today!"

"National Master, this is Ouchi!"

Chongzhen lowered his face, looked at the two of them, and frowned.

"Master, Mr. Chen, what's the matter? How about sitting down and talking?"

Chongzhen was still thinking about getting along with Xini, but how could the two of them get along with Xini now.

Long Xiaoyang seemed to still have some concerns, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, why don't you leave the Royal Garden for now."

"Your Majesty has no way to interfere with the grudge between Pindao and this boy!"

"National Master, this is the Imperial Household, please don't mess around!"

"Mr. Chen made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty!"

Chen Qingyang chuckled: "Your Majesty, you should listen to the Imperial Master."

"Of course, you'd better remove this old guy from his position as national advisor."

"Not only did this old guy use the luck of the country to practice, he also stole all the emperor's corpses in the Purple Mountain and set up a large formation with the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion."

"Tsk."

When Chongzhen heard this, he was immediately shocked: "Master, is this true?"

Long Xiaoyang was too lazy to explain at this moment. He stretched out his five fingers, and suddenly a thunder fell from the sky and struck straight towards Chen Qingyang.

The lightning was so fast that Chen Qingyang had no time to dodge and was struck directly on the top of his head by a thunderbolt.

In an instant, Chongzhen was stunned.

But Chen Qingyang, who was covered in thunder, felt numb all over at this moment.

Lei Jin was swimming wildly inside his body, and the clothes on his body turned into ashes at this moment.

His eyes widened, and his heartbeat continued to slow down.

This scene made Chongzhen dumbfounded and Long Xiaoyang speechless.

"Boy, if you dare to cause trouble for a poor man with this little ability, you will die without mercy!"

He snorted coldly and turned around to leave. At this moment, Chen Qingyang looked like he was about to die.

However, as soon as he turned around, his figure had not yet moved away from the wind.

dong dong...

A terrifying heartbeat suddenly exploded in the imperial garden!

It was like a war drum on the battlefield, agitating wildly.

As if he had seen a ghost, Chongzhen sat on the ground, imageless.

When Long Xiaoyang turned around, his eyes darkened instantly, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"How is it possible that someone can resist the thunder without dying?"

At this moment, Chen Qingyang's eyes were full of blood and looked like red pupils, but deep in the pupils, there was a hint of thunder and lightning.

He exhaled a breath of turbid breath, which instantly contained a fishy stench and a hint of blood.

Raising his head suddenly, Chen Qingyang laughed ferociously.

"Okay, it's better than ever!"

"It turns out that thunder has such benefits!"

Chen Qingyang himself was surprised that this thunder did not kill him, and even loosened the bottleneck of the fifth turn!

If you try it a few more times, you may be able to directly enter the fifth turn!

Long Xiaoyang's gloomy face said: "I still don't believe it, I really can resist it!"

He stretched out his hand and made a move without having to make a hand or chant a spell. Thunder exploded in the void, and with the sound of a sword, the infinite sword energy roared towards Chen Qingyang along with the thunder.

Chen Qingyang was not afraid at all, the muscles and bones in his body surged, and the moment the thunder fell.

All the muscles and bones in Chen Qingyang's body were trembling, and the bottleneck in his body was like a piece of glass, cracking instantly and then shattering with a crack!

There was even a flash of electric light wrapped around the bones, and the faint bones showed a bright color, and the fluorescent feeling of mutton-fat white jade adhered to the bones.

At this moment, the wind in the air turned into sword energy, sweeping in and covering Chen Qingyang's body. Blood marks continued to soar, but he could not go any further and could only reluctantly cut through his skin.

When he opened his eyes again.

A roar shook the sky!
"kill!"

In an instant, with a kick of his feet, the person was already rising from the ground. He took a step three feet away and punched out.

The force of the explosion carried the power of thunder that had not been dissipated just now.

In an instant, it was about to hit Long Xiaoyang.

Long Xiaoyang sneered: "How audacious!"

A gust of wind swept around the body, like a body-protecting wind, and the fly whisk in his hand suddenly twitched!
It met Chen Qingyang's fist like a whip.

boom!
The whisk exploded, and the fine silk weaving floated and fell. At this moment, the roots were shattered, like fine needles of cow hair, scattered in all directions.

"What a hard fist!"

As soon as his sleeves and robes were twitched, a strong wind hit him, forcing Chen Qingyang back in an instant.

His hands began to form seals, and wisps of golden light exploded in the void.

Then it formed a huge golden dragon, three feet long, roaring towards Chen Qingyang.

Jin Long's terrifying energy made Chen Qingyang feel uncomfortable.

This is a golden dragon transformed with the help of the Ming Dynasty!
The golden dragon came roaring, and in an instant, the strong wind it set off was like a violent wind passing by.The flowers and plants in the imperial garden were uprooted and swaying in the wind.

"National Preceptor, stop!"

At this moment, Chongzhen roared, but in the wind, it seemed so pale and weak.

Chen Qingyang took a deep breath, his muscles and bones trembled all over, and at the same time, a dragon's roar exploded in his mind.

The black dragon roared, directly wiping away the power of the golden dragon, and a divine strike came.

His body suddenly swelled up, and in an instant he turned into a two-meter giant, with muscles all over his body tangled.

The veins were like giant pythons, circling around the body.

He raised his arms, and in an instant, his five fingers directly pinched the golden dragon's horns.

Give it a try!

"Roar!"

Jinlong was knocked to the ground by a strong force, and then Chen Qingyang turned over and sat on Jinlong's neck.

boom!
boom!
boom!
One punch, two punches, three punches, countless fists fell, the golden dragon roared, and there were no injuries at all.

"Your Majesty, please immediately issue an order to remove this old bastard from his position as national advisor!"

Long Xiaoyang's eyes darkened: "Your Majesty, my Maoshan Dragon Guard lineage has been bound to your Zhu family for hundreds of years. Do you believe in the poor Taoist or this kid?"

Chongzhen didn't know who was real or fake at this moment, but with the current situation, if he didn't stop it, the palace would be demolished by the two of them!
"National Preceptor, stop!"

"I can tell the truth from the false. If you two don't stop today, you will bear the consequences!"

Most of the national master's strength comes from the fate of the country. This is the special feature of the Dragon Guard lineage.

You can use the power of national luck to practice, and you can also use the power of national luck to fight.

Outrageous!

But this Long Xiaoyang didn't care about Daming's life or death at all.

Under normal circumstances, the Guardian Dragon lineage is bound to the destiny of the country, so the stronger the country, the stronger they will be.

However, Long Xiaoyang has already reached the peak of pregnancy god cultivation.

Still unable to break through!

We can only take risks and use the power of national destiny to hit a higher realm.

In his idea, he used the fate of the country and the wishes of the people to set up a large formation, and then forcibly broke through to the realm of Zifu in the large formation.

God can't forcefully destroy the Ming Dynasty, right?

Kill all the people in the Central Plains?
It's a bit of a coercion of the emperor to order the princes.

Although he is a bit crazy, his desire to seek the truth can be imagined.

Chongzhen's words made Long Xiaoyang's face darken. Although most of his strength was concentrated on the national destiny.

However, it is still easy to kill this kid!
However, this position of national master cannot be lost!

Speaking of which, I had planned to attack the Zi Mansion for a long time, but recently, the national destiny has changed, and the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty has strengthened.

The people's will is also strengthening, so he plans to wait.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong this time!

There is some regret in my heart, I should have attacked Zi Mansion half a year ago.

With a cold snort, he removed the golden dragon. Chen Qingyang landed on the ground, his expression was not very good, he took out a set of clothes from the storage space and put them on.

He looked at the Imperial Master coldly: "The Imperial Master is so good at cultivation!"

With the strength of the fifth rank, he is no match for the divine attack.

The key is that this old guy can't use the country's destiny to fight. He, Chen Qingyang, is a human being, not a god...

This old guy must be removed from his position as national master!

The emperor's corpse is the key.

This old guy must not be allowed to leave the palace!

And Chongzhen, this idiot, doesn’t listen to advice at all!

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In the imperial study room, Chongzhen looked at the two people with an unsightly expression.

"National Master, Mr. Chen, what hatred do you two have?"

"You dare to start a fight inside the palace, do you think I'm just a decoration?"

"Wei Chen dare not!"

"Your Majesty, this kid has entered the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion again and again!"

"Today, we sent people to destroy all the arrangements in the palace!"

"That is the formation altar where I pray for the Ming Dynasty day and night!"

The villain Long Xiaoyang complained first, listening to Chen Qingyang gagging.

"Old man, no matter how many formations you have in your house, you can set up formations. Which formations still require the use of the Emperor's Corpse?"

"Your Majesty, the fifteen emperor corpses in the Purple Mountain Emperor Mausoleum have been stolen by this old guy a long time ago, and he even arranged for his junior brother to refine the corpses inside!"

"The decline of the Ming Dynasty's national destiny has nothing to do with this old thing!"

"The Imperial Mausoleum is originally a place of feng shui and dragon veins. It is used to refine zombies, which are the most sinister things!"

"This approach will destroy the dragon veins of the imperial mausoleum and affect the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Insulting the late emperor, haha, this old guy is very brave!"

"fart!"

"Are you farting? It's better for the Imperial Master to wait in the palace. When someone delivers fifteen emperor corpses, we can know the truth or falsehood."

At this moment, Chongzhen was in a state of confusion!

He didn't want to offend either of them. One was for the Ming Dynasty, so he went to the Jurchen alone, killed the Jurchen leader, and gave away several sons.

Let the foreign troubles of Ming Dynasty be eliminated.

One is the lineage of Maoshan Hulong who have followed the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years!
Never had a problem.

Who should I trust?
Fortunately, Chen Qingyang couldn't read minds, otherwise he would have wanted to scold this idiot Chongzhen to death!
If you want to kill this old man, you must remove him from the position of national advisor so that he cannot use the national destiny.

Otherwise, this person’s title as No. 1 in the world is correct.

With the help of the national destiny, there is no way to win!
Let alone him, I'm afraid all these evil ways are coming, and if they all come together, they may not be able to kill this old man.

Although the power of the national destiny is not much used, it can't be defeated no matter how hard it is.

Now we are in a dilemma, and the breakthrough is here in Chongzhen.

Moreover, this old man can't do anything to Chongzhen. After all, the Dragon Guard lineage is to borrow the fortune of the country.

And the national destiny that Chongzhen carries is much more tyrannical than that of the national master. If he dares to touch Chongzhen, the backlash will kill the old guy in minutes.

This is why this old guy is so cultivated and respectful to Chongzhen's words.

But he also expected that Chongzhen would not dare to do anything to him.

"Hehe, just wait."

Long Xiaoyang's unfazed appearance indirectly dispelled Chongzhen's doubts.

However, it is not easy to refute Chen Qingyang's face.

Therefore, the imperial study room actually became quiet for a while.

Time passed slowly, and at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Wang Li entered the palace with fifteen coffins.

Chongzhen came to the Qianyuan Hall with a gloomy face. The fifteen coffins still exuded bursts of decaying smell, which was very pungent.

However, the style and appearance of the coffin is indeed that of an imperial coffin!
"National Master, can you explain?"

"explain?"

Long Xiaoyang chuckled: "What explanation do you want, Your Majesty?"

"This guy said that Pindao dug up the Emperor's Forest, so Pindao dug up the Emperor's Tomb?"

"Your Majesty, if you trust this boy, I have nothing to say."

"My Dragon Guard lineage has protected the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years. Maybe it's time to leave."

"Hey, I just don't know if this kid has the ability to protect the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years like me."

"After all, there are quite a few rebels nowadays..."

Long Xiaoyang did not panic at all when retreating. The weight of the Dragon Guard lineage was not comparable to that of Chen Qingyang.

　Sorry, the duplicate chapter has been revised, I'm sorry!
　　
　
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