The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 90

There are countless big monsters of the sea clan swimming around here, those in the dragon and tiger realm are all fighting one by one, and the king kong realm can be seen everywhere, which shows the powerful strength of the sea clan!
These big monsters have strange shapes, and there are all kinds of them. They are supposed to be cultivated by messy sea creatures, and there are also old people with purple scales on their foreheads.

However, each of them is proud and awe-inspiring, walking with their heads held high, but they are respected because they are members of the Purple Scale Clan, and they are the most powerful royal family!
These juniors are not scary, but the forces behind them are so powerful that they can't breathe, it's no wonder they don't respect them!

The old man of the Hai clan didn't stop, and led Luoyang through the underwater world, and a continuous group of palaces appeared in the distance, resplendent and beautiful, emitting endless light.

Countless armored guards patrolled around the palace complex, and most of them were masters of the dragon and tiger realm. The generals leading the team were all masters of Vajra, and there were thousands of Vajra monks at a rough glance!

"It's a bit too extravagant for a big monster of this level to be just a patrolling guard. No wonder thousands of empires couldn't stop the Sea Clan's attack and perished within a few days."

Although Luoyang didn't change his face, he was shocked in his heart. There are too many masters here, and he saw a dozen of them along the way like the old man beside him!

The strength of these guys I saw is enough to trample the Han Empire under its feet, that is to say, the Han Empire can deal with it and fight with it by relying on the formation of ten thousand years.

Originally, Luoyang thought that he was the emperor of the Han Empire anyway, and even if he was a hostage, he would have to meet the legendary Zilin patriarch.

As a result, he soon found out that he was wrong. The old man of the sea clan led him directly through the streets and alleys. What he saw and felt became more and more desolate, and finally he went directly to a seabed plain.

There are houses with blue tiles and white bricks here, and occasionally people can be seen walking around. The old man of the Zilin clan threw Luoyang here directly, and a deacon of the Hai clan greeted him with a smile on his face.

It turns out that this is the place where hostages from various countries live among the Haizu. It is called a hostage camp, and Luoyang will spend the next 60 years here.

The old man of the Purple Scale Tribe arranged things casually, and after introducing Luoyang's identity, he left impatiently. After he left, the smiling deacon immediately pulled him like his second grandson, squinting at Luoyang.

The deacon had a yellow face and triangular eyes, and he didn't know what race he was. Ji Li Guala told Luoyang the rules of the hostage camp, such as when he had to get up and when he had to sleep.

You can't go out without permission, you are not allowed to make purchases without permission, how much you have to pay for food every month, etc. are all clearly explained.

"Sure enough, he is in prison." Luo Yang sighed in his heart, and he was led by the deacon into a small house with blue tiles and white walls, which will be his home from now on.

The furnishings in the room are extremely simple, a bed, a table, and two stools are almost all Luoyang's possessions.

And Luoyang's storage bag was taken away by the elders of the Hai clan long ago. Fortunately, Luoyang's good things are stored in the system, and the storage bag is just a cover to deceive people's eyes and ears.

Otherwise, it's really hard to do, and I'm afraid I will suffer a little bit in this ghost place.

"The last one, don't think about escaping! We haven't placed restrictions on you, and we haven't put shackles on you, and we welcome you to escape!"

The yellow-faced deacon smiled maliciously: "Because if you run away, we will have an excuse to go to war with your country. Then the harvest will be great. It is much better than looking at your pumpkins every day!"

The yellow-faced deacon flicked his hair and walked away. He was right. Over the years, no hostages dared to run away, because they would dare to fight if they dared to run away from the Sea Clan, and they wanted them to escape!

Luo Yang sat down on the stool, carefully thinking about how to live in the future, he didn't want to be a hostage here honestly.

He decided to go out and contact the many ancestors here, ask them about the way of survival here, and deal with all kinds of twists and turns.

But before he had time to go out, there was a loud noise outside the door, Luoyang opened the door and saw seven or eight people, five or six guys surrounded him, all of them were from the Sea Clan who had been born out of the realm.

A guy with a red nose stood up first: "You are the new hostage, what kind of bullshit emperor of the Han Empire?"

Luo Yang frowned, and said with a sneer: "I am the Son of Heaven, I don't know where you all come from, what are you doing here?"

A guy with dead fish eyes laughed loudly: "It seems that you really don't know the rules here. You really don't know how to live or die!"

"Which one of the people in this hostage camp has a lot of background, but here you have to be a dragon or a tiger lying down! It's not so easy to survive here!"

"And our brothers are here today to show you a way to survive."

"Oh? What is the way to survive?" Luo Yang asked pretending to cooperate.

The red-nosed sea tribe curled their lips: "That is the young master who surrendered to us. Only by kneeling in front of my young master can you have a chance of survival. Otherwise, the Han Empire may send a new hostage tomorrow."

"Who is your son, and why does he have such great energy that he can give me a way out?" Luo Yang asked leisurely.

"Hmph, you didn't even ask before you came here. My young master is Yu Feihua, the seventh prince of Yu Country! His aunt is married to Marshal Donghai, one of the four great marshals, as his concubine!"

The red-nosed Sea Clan said proudly: "Do you know who the Marshal of the East China Sea is? He is the supreme existence of the sixth level of Daotai, and he is also a top ten figure in the Zilin Clan."

"As long as you submit to the young master, you can get his protection. With the majesty of Marshal Donghai, you will live a good life."

Luo Yang said with a smile: "There are so many good things just by surrendering? I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"That's natural, conditional! You have to send a letter back to your country, and pay tribute to Rain Country every year. If it borders the border, split the country's territory. It's worth it for your safety."

"It's worth your uncle's fluffy grass. Every inch of our Han Empire was watered with the blood of our ancestors. It was guarded by countless soldiers who poured their lives and blood. I would rather die than hand it over!"

Luo Yang flicked his finger: "Go away, tell that son of yours, he is delusional, and he will die as soon as possible!"

The Dead Fish Eye Sea Clan snorted and laughed strangely: "Sure enough, he is another ignorant of current affairs, but it doesn't matter, you have seen a lot of things like you, won't you be subdued after a beating?"

While speaking, the dead fish eye made a move, and the strength of the five layers of rebirth exploded, holding a steel knife and chopping Luoyang's head, which was extremely fierce.

"It's just seafood, I don't know what it means! So what if I kill 1000 million people like you?"

As soon as Luo Yang stretched out his hand, he grabbed the long knife, sparks shot out, and the long knife was radiant, but it couldn't escape Luo Yang's five fingers, even the skin couldn't be cut.

Si Yu's eyes and face were flushed with suffocation: "Brat, let go, let me go quickly, or I will kill you!"

"Let go? You are really stupid!"

Luo Yang grinned, and squeezed the long knife into pieces with all five fingers, and then the pieces flew upside down and pierced the raving guy into a sieve!
The blood splashed and stained the sea red, and the guy with the dead fish eyes showed its original shape, it was a big khaki fish, but it was really a dead fish at this moment!
"My boy, you dare to kill someone, you dare to kill the son, you are really looking for death!"

The guy with the red nose screamed sharply, and the seven or eight people who came with him all charged up with their weapons ready to besiege Luoyang.

But their strongest is only the sixth level of rebirth, how could they be Luoyang's opponents!

A guy with a shrimp head came with a long gun, but Luo Yang grabbed the spear and twisted it into a twist. The big shrimp screamed and was pierced by the twist, and went to the sky!

There was also a guy in iron armor stabbing Luoyang's back from behind with a sword in his hand. As a result, the sword pierced Luoyang's back, making a sound of gold and stone, and sparks shot out.

Luo Yang turned around and giggled strangely, the guy trembled in fright, he slapped the sword and the guy shattered together, blood and flesh flew all over the place without leaving a whole body.

"Hoohoo!"

A big black-faced man smashed down with a sledgehammer in his hand, but Luo Yang blocked it with one finger. His black face was flushed from exhaustion and he was out of breath.

"Tired, right? I will give you relief!"

Luoyang's eyes shot out divine light, and the black-faced man's whole body was ablaze, and he was burnt into a ball of coke in the blink of an eye!
It's just a face-to-face encounter with all the sea people, only the guy with the red nose was left. A bead in this guy's hand was broken by Luo Yang's finger, and he was so frightened at the moment.

"You have to think about it. I'm an important minister of the young master. If you kill them, you will kill them. But if you dare to kill me, you will be finished. The young master will definitely kill you."

Luo Yang felt amused: "Did your brain be eaten by a dog? Where did you get this kind of confidence? A guy like you has three trillion if not 3000 billion. If you kill it, you will kill it."

With a flick of Luoyang's fingers, the red-nosed guy was blown to pieces, turning into pieces of meat all over the place, and then the flames ignited, turning all the corpses into flying ashes.

Luoyang is not the only person living in the hostage camp, and the fluctuation of the battle has attracted many people.

Some snorted and left with disdain, some gloated at their misfortune, and some showed a bit of pity and bitterness, and left, obviously not wanting to go into troubled water.

"Oh, my Majesty the Emperor, your old man is really hot-tempered, you can't rub the sand in your eyes, you can't kill these people!"

A young man in his twenties came over dressed in coarse sackcloth, sighed and said, "Now the situation is stronger than others, you'd better go and plead guilty to the Seventh Prince of Yu Country, otherwise you will be doomed."

Luo Yang said indifferently: "So what, is it true that the emperor of my mighty empire will submit to a little prince?"

The young man quickly shook his head: "He is different from ordinary princes. He is an uncle here. Although he is also a hostage, he is no different from a nobleman. After all, his aunt is the concubine of Marshal Donghai!"

"The defenders and deacons here will give him some face, and he treats us as if we are playing. We are still suffering and eating chaff and swallowing vegetables, and there are hordes of slaves in fine clothes and jade."

The two chatted for a while, and Luo Yang knew that this young man was the prince of a kingdom next to the big man, named Yi Lixing. In this world, the status of the kingdom was lower than that of the empire, and almost all of them were vassals of the empire.

(End of this chapter)