My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 414 Maintenance

Accompanied by the calls from ancient times in Zhu Houcong's mind.

Destiny sent a gift to Zhu Houcong, allowing him to quickly defeat the old dependent of Destiny in front of him.

And take back that part of Him that was once incomplete, so that it can finally become one.

Golden-red flames flowed from King Qin's sword, leaving behind a symbol similar in appearance to the Jiaoming evil bird in front of him.

The phoenix bird next to Zhu Houcong looked at this, seeming to realize that he was still excluded after all.

Tianming only sees himself as a useful thug.

The negligible trust gained by thousands of years of surrender is still not as good as those gods and humans who, although their lives are extremely short, are deeply loved by destiny.

The phoenix bird sighed, and its song rose into the sky, turning into a stream of light and rushing towards Jiao Ming not far away.

Fighting with this evil beast that symbolizes disaster, the beak and claws clashed, making the sound of gold and iron.

"Although it's not a genuine product, it's probably enough to kill the evil bird in front of you..."

Zhu Houcong saw the opportunity and threw the Qin King Sword forward.

King Qin's sword then rushed towards Jiao Ming who was entangled with Fengniao.

The Jiao Ming strange bird sensed the threat.

It didn't care that it was injured in the fight with the phoenix sent by destiny, and its body once again turned from solid to weak.

Trying to get away from Shenfeng quickly.

In order to prevent the Qin King's sword not far away from actually falling on him.

But Tianming personally taught Zhu Houcong how to tame the evil bird in front of him, but he couldn't easily dodge it.

When half of Jiao Ming's body and his wings became illusory.

Qin Wangjian has also rushed to his side.

Looking at the sword in front of him passing through his illusory body.

Jiao Ming's eyes showed a bit of joy for the rest of his life.

However, this joy did not last long.

It then saw that the King Qin sword that was supposed to be deeply inserted into the stone wall behind it also disappeared.

"town!"

Zhu Houcong pressed down with his right hand.

The memorial inscriptions on the surrounding walls for the six days of old energy were simultaneously emitting scarlet light.

[I have activated the secret key]

What destiny gave Zhu Houcong was not just the method to suppress Jiao Ming in front of him.

There is also the construction principle and control authority of this underground palace formation.

"The God of the Yuanshi, the true talisman. The Yuanshi is too true, the five spirits are noble. The sun shines brightly, and the eight gates shine. The five elders tell the order, and no one hears it. The emperor is in the nine heavens, the town is in Fengshan, and the river is in the lower reaches. The source of the sea and the twelve rivers.”

The formations arranged by the surrounding Han court to suppress the mutually reinforcing Yang Hou and Jiao Ming were once again activated.

After receiving the help of Tianming, Zhu Houcong may be the one who has the deepest understanding of the six-day old energy among the humans in this world.

"Using the method of clearing Qi from three days and using the method of old Qi from six days, this..."

Zhang Fawei, who was not far away, saw this scene and his eyes widened.

Is this a bit outrageous?

The six days of old energy and the three days of pure energy are two types of existence that are inseparable from each other until age and death.

At this moment, he could be so harmoniously united.

Although he, like the ancestors of all generations, had some guesses about the relationship between the six days of old energy and the three days of pure energy.

But when the connection between the two is truly revealed in front of me.

Zhang Fawei still feels that the world is unfair.

Manpower is limited, but Taoism is infinite.

Even if you can really become an immortal and achieve the Tao, you can do all the things in front of you. If even becoming an immortal cannot lively and ultimate freedom, then what is the meaning of becoming an immortal?

Zhang Fawei thought with frustration.

But as a bystander, he keenly felt the start of the six-day ritual ceremony arranged here by the surrounding Han court.

Something in the air seemed to be changing.

What's the difference?

In this corner abandoned by history.

The light and shadow of the battle are intertwined with the original deep darkness of this place.

The surrounding ancient murals with ancient runes exuded a strange and peaceful red light.

Zhang Fawei actually felt a little tired for a moment, the blood sacrifice just now almost drained him dry.

His eyelids fell involuntarily, and there was a light touch of feathers on his exposed skin.

It was as if there were invisible feathers in the air that were falling with the glow of the six-day old energy around them.

Falling on the bodies of these intruders who have gone through many hardships to get here.

It's like a mother calling her child who has been left behind for many years to quickly fall into her arms, and gently sings the lullaby of her hometown to bring him into sleep.

Zhang Fawei saw that Yu Dayou and others beside him were already leaning against the wall and began to fall asleep involuntarily.

"Emperor Ziwei, the Patriarch of Demon-Conquering. The sect of all saints, the lord of all stars..."

"Quan Si is down in the earth, and he is in the sky. He controls Yin and Yang, and realizes the wonder of neither color nor emptiness..."

In the unspeakable silence that Zhang Fawei was going to be with, he fell into a deep sleep at the same time.

A majestic imperial edict like a bell ringing in his ears.

This is--

Zhang Fawei suddenly woke up from his dream.

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong!

The sound that had just woken him up from a long dream seemed like an hallucination. The only sound that sounded in his ears now was the sound of Zhu Houcong's order to ban the Jiao Ming Divine Bird.

Zhang Fawei looked around. The disciples of Longhu Mountain who originally maintained the magic circle that blocked the spiritual path, turned earth into stone, and suppressed the water veins were sitting cross-legged on both sides.

His head drooped deeply, apparently falling into a long sleep.

Yu Dayou and other imperial guards who were originally guarding in front of the stone wall were also in their sleep.

The spell has been broken!

Zhang Fawei hurriedly stood up and reawakened the technique that blocked the water veins and spiritual channels.

He was attached to the stone wall, and from the spiritual path on the other side of the stone wall, there was no sound of the dragon transporting water that Zhu Houcong was most worried about.

On the contrary, there was silence behind the stone wall. There was neither the roar of the dragon coming back, nor the violent collision that took advantage of the situation and tried to break the confinement of the stone wall.

Zhang Fawei breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Although the formation is temporarily ineffective, the stone wall protected by three days of pure energy is still there.

The dragon's body is so huge that it is impossible to sneak in quietly without destroying the stone wall.

Zhang Fawei comforted himself in his heart.

But when the magic circle was restarted, he closed his eyes and looked up the information stored on the stone wall during this period through the spirit general stationed on the stone wall.

His expression changed greatly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhu Houcong, who had just surrendered Jiao Ming and suppressed him under King Qin's sword not far away.

Just when everyone was unconscious, something passed through Lingbi and headed towards the emperor!

Looking not far away, standing in front of Jiao Ming, who was restrained and suppressed by the chains of Liutian Guqi, he was holding the King of Qin Sword, slowly inserting it into Jiao Ming's body who was forced to reveal himself. The emperor had reached the most critical moment of the ceremony. .

Zhang Fawei opened his mouth, but the white feather falling in front of his eyes silenced all his shouts and movements.

(End of this chapter)