Bright Era

In the imperial city, outside the'Red Dragon Hall', the two important ministers of the Blood Qin Empire, the Taifu and Taiwei who controlled the military and political power, and the eight Taige ministers who entered the pavilion, knelt in front of the main hall and stood upright. After closing his body, he stared blankly at the two red doors of the Red Dragon Hall.

The Chilong Temple is just below the blood-colored stone platform at the core of the imperial city. It is the place where the Emperor Xueqin cultivated his heart and nurtured his blood and energy. With the help of the vast formations of the imperial city, mobilizing the natural power of hundreds of miles to infuse the human body, the successive emperors of Xueqin's cultivation in the Iron Blood Emperor's Secret Art are all rapid, far better than any ordinary so-called genius.

The **** Qin Empire was the Taifu Baoyun Pavilion, the three dynasty important ministers, the Manchu dynasty Wenwu Taiban came from his hands, and was loyal to the royal family.

At that time, the Taiwei Lingbao Army was a newly promoted important minister after winning the throne. The Lingbao Army who came from the army accumulated military merits and won the title of Duke of the country. In the blood of the Qin Empire, the army had a lot of words, and the blood of the Qin Empire was 30%. The leading generals are all from the tents of the Lingshou Army.

Bao Yunge was born as black as ink, majestic and majestic, tall and burly, looking like a military commander. On the contrary, it was a spiritual army who was born in Yushu Linfeng. Although he is a lot of age, he still looks like a handsome, white-faced boy, but occasionally he closes his eyebrows, and the flash of light in his eyes reveals what the important military officials should be. Severe killing intent.

The eight ministers kneeling beside them were the important ministers of the Lingyan Pavilion and Lingyun Tower of the Blood Qin Empire. The military affairs of the Lingyange sub-office and the government affairs of the Lingyuntai sub-office. The eight ministers happened to be four civil ministers and four military generals. On weekdays, the affairs of the government are handled by them—even the government orders and military orders of Taifu and Taiwei must go through this Only eight ministers can form effective edicts and military orders.

The twelve top ministers of the Blood Qin Empire knelt neatly in front of the Chilong Hall. The many guards and eunuchs guarding the Chilong Hall were tense and stiff, with cold sweat on their foreheads. Down straight.

In particular, the eight second-rank **** chiefs standing in front of the Chilong Hall, wearing scarlet dragon robes, laughed with them, and persuaded the twelve important state officials to get up quickly and deal with the government. Why should I go? Don't kneel here.

These twelve have been kneeling here for two days and two nights. What’s terrible is that they also have a seat in front of Yingyang on weekdays. If they kneel in front of Yingyang for important national issues, it’s fine. Now they are kneeling. In front of the Chilong Palace, facing them were these eunuchs and guards. These hapless eunuchs and guards only felt their necks chill, as if their heads had gone away from them.

Finally, an **** chief tremblingly stepped forward two steps, crying and cautiously said: "Everyone, you guys, please do well, please don't embarrass the slaves and maids to wait. The emperor is really not in the Chilong Palace, and the ancestors of the sea are also there. Not here!"

The spirit army glanced coldly at the chief eunuch, and said coldly: "Then, go find! Heilong Mountain is almost completely destroyed. The second prince has left the Jingxin Temple and went to the Xidi Rebel Barracks, Xiqiang Capital Guardian It has already fallen, and now the rebels are doing exercises all around. At most half a month, all the seven surrounding provinces will fall!"

Reaching out his hand and grabbing the collar of the chief eunuch, the Lingyuan Army dragged the **** in front of him, looked down at his pale face and said grimly: "The coalition of hundreds of tribes in the Snow Federation is only two miles away from the northern borders of the Blood Qin. Journey! If your majesty does not come out to preside over the government, northern Xinjiang and Northwest will be eroded! You gang of dead castrates, why don't you look for it?"

To mobilize the army to encircle and suppress the rebels in Dragon City, the Lingfeng Army was able to issue this military order, but they did not use the jade seal to win it. No leader of this military order dared to follow it indiscriminately. Dragon City’s rebel army is huge, plus the orc army of the Snow Federation that took advantage of the fire, all the troops of the entire Northern Frontier of the Blood Qin Empire must be mobilized, and even countless soldiers and horses from the interior have to be mobilized for reinforcement.

Involving tens of millions of troops to move, the military order of only one person from the Lingfeng Army has a fart!

With the last word ‘find’, the spirit army could not hold back the killing intent, and slammed the eunuch's chest with a fierce punch, knocking him out in the air. The chief **** spat out blood and fell heavily on the gate of the Chilong Hall. The hapless **** gave a wry smile, got up obediently, and walked up slowly, shaking his head.

"My elders, it is true that your majesty is not in the palace. May wish to tell you that your majesty has the top secret teleportation circle directly outside the imperial city, and may even go directly to some secret halls and palaces tens of thousands of miles away. A servant is not qualified to know."

After taking a deep breath, the chief **** smiled bitterly: "If you want to find your Majesty, the elders should go to Hu Xinzhuhu and the young man, the secret merchant from the west named Lin Qi. They are the last to see you. People who come to your Majesty, look for them, I guess they are still a bit reliable!"

Bao Yunge raised his eyes and glanced at the Ling Rongjun: "Lieutenant, you go and wait at the mansion of Hu Tuhu. Hu Xinzhu is very cunning. For these few days, he needs to give him a clear explanation. Where is your majesty? , Let him speak clearly. I will wait here, if I don’t see your majesty, or ask for his imperial decree, let’s kneel and die here!"

The Spirit Army took a deep breath, slammed up, and then sternly shouted: "Assemble the troops, search the city, and get me Hu Xinzhu!"

When the **** Qin Empire and the Manchu dynasty were worrying about the treacherous state affairs these few days, somewhere ten miles deep underground, that is, in the hall where Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu visited that night, right next to the corpse of Hai Xihai’s old man , Ying Yang was sitting cross-legged with a look of intoxication, a blue light exuding a strong breath of life enveloping his whole body, a black-red vigor flew from his head, and floated on top of his head like a large picture The flag was flying in the volley.

The secret iron blood emperor secret secret of the blood Qin Empire, the iron blood emperor cultivated is fierce and domineering, dominating the world, is the first-class hegemonic technique of the eastern continent, especially good at fighting on the battlefield, the more killing, the higher the cultivation level . But the so-called eighteen levels of iron and blood, one hell, one step at a time.

The iron-blood imperial qi cultivated by the Jagged Emperor's Art completely exceeds the limit that the human body can bear. It is cultivated by absorbing the killing blood qi. The iron-blood imperial qi exerts a heavy burden on the cultivator’s body, causing great damage. The evil method of killing oneself.

The so-called eighteen levels of iron and blood means that if this practice is properly practiced, it can allow people to cultivate from a mortal to a god. But there are eighteen layers of iron and blood on the road, and each pass is a death robbery, a hell.

According to different personal qualifications, according to the individual's understanding of the Jagged Emperor's Jue, the arrival time of the Eighteenth Level of Jagged Gate is also different. Someone greeted the first death in their position, and exploded to death at a young age. Some people only ushered in the first stage in the realm of the saint master, relying on a powerful cultivation base to easily survive the death.

Of course, in the Imperial Family of the Blood Qin Empire, the last kind of lucky people are inexhaustible, but the first kind is extremely unlucky. Basically, one or two thousand people out of 10,000 people will usher in death. It is very smooth. It exploded into a mass of plasma and died suddenly, leaving the people of the Blood Qin Empire without a lot of princes who were sitting and waiting to die.

As for Ying Yang, his luck was neither good nor bad. His father died early. When he reached the peak of the heavenly position, he took over the throne and then ushered in the first death. With the help of the whole country, Ying Yang successfully passed the most relaxed first death hurdle, and then he successfully practiced upwards, and he has not ushered in the second death tribulation for more than a hundred years.

But just six years ago, Ying Yang intended to use the vast aura of heaven and earth attracted by the formation of the palace to break through the peak realm of the sage, and when he stepped into the realm of the enlightened demigod, the second death came silently, he His whole body was tumbling like thunder, and his vitality burst into pieces on the spot, his whole body was smashed, and his internal organs were fried almost like dumpling filling.

With the help of a powerful cultivation base, Ying Yang has been struggling for a little half a year to hold on to immortality. Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold it, the seventh prince Yingqin presented him with a potted plant with dead wood and budding osmanthus tree—just a coincidence. In the hands of Ying Yang. The last little bit of vindictiveness remaining in Ying Yang's body was absorbed by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, exuding vitality and thus saving Ying Yang's life!

Although the cultivation base has fallen to the lower level of the saint, Ying Yang is the only lucky person in the blood of the Qin Empire since the record to ask for the death of the eighteenth level of iron and blood!

And now, Ying Yang received eighteen drops of the juice of the "tree of life", and a powerful vitality enveloped him. The meridians, air points, and internal organs in his body have been completely repaired as before, and this only cost a drop of juice and less than 10%. the power of.

The huge vitality and anger rolled in the body, and the dragon heads on the dragon pillars inside the hall continued to spit out a strong energy aura. This was the heaven and earth energy drawn from the imperial city through the formation method, and this energy was constantly being swallowed by the win.

Break through the first deadlock easily, second, third, and fourth. . .

As expected by Ying Yang, the huge vitality protected him, his physical function became extremely powerful, his cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds, and he had successfully broken through the realm of enlightenment-in just a few days. , He completed the achievements of the past hundred years! And those death tribulations at the eighteenth level of iron and blood, in the face of almost infinite vitality, simply cannot be mentioned.

The whole body was tumbling and surging like a volcanic eruption, but Ying Yang's soul was extremely silent like a dead person.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree incorporated an outrageously strong calming ingredient into the eighteen drops of sap, which made Yingyang's soul always maintain the tranquility of death, and such a dead silence would last for a month. At the same time, a strong excitement is also incorporated into the juice, which will stimulate Yingyang's qi and blood, stimulate his physical fitness, and force him to have only constant cultivation and crazy cultivation.

The heart is like ice and snow, and the body is like a volcano. With the continuous consumption of 18 drops of juice, Ying Yang's cultivation base continues to advance by leaps and bounds.

After waiting for a deep roar from inside Yingyang, the most deadly eighteenth pass in the Jagged Emperor's Art was completely broken by Yingyang.

Intermediate Enlightenment, infinitely approaching the high-level Enlightenment! In just a few days, Ying Yang gained power that an ordinary number of people would not have in a thousand years.

There was boundless joy in Ying Yang's heart, and all the eighteen levels were broken through, and his future cultivation will no longer be hindered.

At this moment, a distorted shadow appeared out of thin air behind Ying Yang. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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