Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　嗤!

　　 Lu Chuan saw that Ying Zheng's momentum had risen to the extreme, and when there was no more possibility of upward movement, he pointed at the sword art, and all the magic weapons covering his body turned into streamers and returned to his sleeves.

　　 Only the soap carving flag is left, and the Qibao Jinlian stays in the body to protect the whole body.

　　 Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and said: "What do you mean by this?"

　　 Lu Chuan said: "There are many babies, please open your eyes, can't you?"

　　While speaking, a divine light flashed in Lu Chuan's eyes, and Ying Zhengneng stepped into the pinnacle of the Daluo Realm in an instant, which was far beyond his expectations.

　　 But looking closely, he also found the problem.

　　 That is, Ying Zheng is only the pinnacle of martial arts. This is his own power. He hasn't really reached the peak of Da Luo. These Da Luo-level powers are not from him, but he can control this terrifying power.

　　 He is still a mortal.

　　 but different from ordinary mortals.

only……

"how can that be possible?"

　　 A trace of confusion flashed in Lu Chuan's heart. You must know that this has never happened before, including in the ancient times, when the king of martial arts combined with the mana-controlled Ziwei Zhenqi to achieve the horrible effect of killing demons and killing immortals.

　　 With the passing of Di Xin, the word “Ren Wang” was finally buried in the long river of time and became history.

　　Even if Ying Zheng reached the pinnacle of martial arts, he could not cultivate the Ziwei true essence and become the king of humans, so...

　　 He found a different way to find the way of the emperor.

　　 "The Way of the King..."

　　 Lu Chuan whispered in his heart, perhaps the secret that Ying Zheng can control that power is hidden in these four words, but he needs to investigate carefully what the emperor's way is.

　　 But this also made him feel a little relieved.

　　Because there is no free lunch in this world, even if Ying Zheng is the power of reincarnation and reconstruction, Lu Chuan will never be able to return to the top of Daluo in just 20 or 30 years.

　　 To get it, you must pay a corresponding price.

　　 Of course, if Ying Zheng can master this power without paying any price, then it is really against the sky, against the laws of this world.

　　 Outside the central hall, the Moon God had already left, and only Meng Tian was waiting anxiously.

　　 The waves of dragons and the radiant brilliance from the hall were revealed from the window, which made him feel a little anxious and worried.

　　The great sage of Yin and Shang Dynasty, the Taishi, the martial arts and the civility, the myth of the human race, the teacher of the Hundred Saints...

　　 Each of these titles is like a halo. Some people may not be able to get one after exhausting their lives, and this one has so many title halos.

　　 It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Chuan's deeds in the history books made him not only, but no man aspired to be like Lu Chuan.

　　 Meng Tian too!

　　 People like this are right now, but they seem to be opposed to them.

　　 This makes his mood a little complicated.

　　 At this moment, a young man with pale skin and dark red clothes rushed over.

　　 "General Meng!"

　　 The young man looked at the hall in surprise, and said: "What happened inside, your Majesty, why is your guardian who is responsible for your majesty’s safety outside?"

　　 "Master Zhao!"

　　 Meng Tian said indifferently: "Your Majesty is meeting with a distinguished guest, and your Majesty is going to come out."

　　The person here is exactly the big red man who disgusted him, but was extremely favored in front of Qin Shihuang.

　　中书令, Zhao Gao!

　　 "Guest?"

　　 Zhao Gao looked at the hall, looked at the dragons on the doors and windows and the blazing divine light, his eyes flashed and his eyes were a little surprised: "You told me that this is your Majesty's meeting with the VIP?"

　　 Meng Tian said: "If Master Zhao doesn't believe it, you can go in and see."

　　 Zhao Gao thought for a while, turned around and came to a pavilion.

"check!"

　　 Zhao Gao's eyes flashed, and he whispered softly: "Someone has entered the palace tonight."

　　咻!

　　 There was a slight murmur behind him, and a dark shadow flashed away under the moon.

　　 "What kind of guest is it?"

　　 Zhao Gao looked back at the central hall in surprise.

　　 there was a breath that made him throbbed.

　　In the central hall.

　　Looking at Lu Chuan, Ying Zheng stopped speaking, his sword frowned and stared at the Tianwen Sword in the opponent's hand and raised it high.

　　 Boom!

　　 The next moment, the heavens and the earth roared, a splendid galaxy appeared and revolved above the hall, and the Heavenly Sword was radiant, forming a big sword.

　　 "If this sword goes down, your palace may be ruined."

　　 Lu Chuan looked at both sides and said, "Is it okay?"

"this……"

　　 Yingzheng's emotions became agitated all at once: "You don't need to worry about it."

　　Hey, I am going to cut you down.

　　 Can you respect me?

　　 Boom!

　　In an instant, like a landslide and a tsunami, a dazzling sword light illuminated the entire hall, and the black dragon roared along with the sword light and struck towards Luchuan.

　　 Under this sword light, Lu Chuan was too small, and he was immediately overwhelmed by the endless horrible sword light, and the pillars and roofs in the hall also buzzed with a buzzing sound of countless guardian runes lit up to form an enchantment.

　　 Click!

　　 Meng Tian guarded outside the hall, but a wave of sword energy splashed out and left holes in the hall and door, more and more dense, passing through the barrier.

　　 The whole hall is like this.

"not good!"

　　 Meng Tian turned back, his figure flashed back, and then a dazzling white light broke through the gate, leaving a sword on the ground that cut the palace in half and was three feet wide.

"This……"

　　 Zhao Gao's pupils shrank: "How is this possible?"

　　 "Your Majesty..."

　　 Meng Tian slammed into the hall, and Zhao Gao also ran towards the hall in panic.

　　As soon as he entered, he saw a person standing with positive and negative hands under a palm-sized flag. Ying Zheng stood above, staring at that person with a gloomy face.

　　 Suddenly, Zhao Gao's pupils contracted again, and the sword gully on the ground started from the front of Lu Chuan, passed the person and rushed back.

　　 "Who told you to come in?"

　　 The magnificent hall was shaking, and Ying Zheng swept away his eyes and shouted coldly. As a sword maker, he knew the power of his sword better than others.

　　 It can be said that ten percent of the power of this sword fell on Lu Chuan at least ninety percent.

　　 Lu Chuan was unscathed.

　　 And the power of ninety percent of the others cut his palace in half.

　　 He was shocked and frustrated!

　　 He couldn't even hurt the guy in the second dish of the Four Imperials, so how could he have the confidence to stand up in the fairy garden and go to war with the heavenly court?

　　 "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

　　 Meng Tian and Zhao Gao knelt in panic.

　　 Lu Chuan took the soap carving flag and said, "Then our bet..."

　　 To tell the truth, Ying Zheng’s sword is a bit scary, and he sweats a little behind his back.

　　 If there is no defensive innate spirit treasure like the soap carving flag, then he will only have to sacrifice the Zhenwu sword or the Zhuxian sword to fight hard.

　　 That's right, he has the best equipment in his hands, but he can't stand his own hard power compared to the opponent!

　　 Yingzheng forgot the nine large bronze cauldrons placed on the left and right under the high platform in the Eye Hall, and said: "I, I keep saying everything, I will do what I say, and I will let it go."

　　 "Such the best, of course, don’t be convinced that this seat has used a magic weapon."

　　 Lu Chuan said: "I am not the best dish among them, but my strength is also the bottom. My temper is not bad, otherwise I will be replaced by someone else today..."

　　He didn't tell lies, except for him and Ziwei the Great among the five high-levels of the Heavenly Court, which one is not the ancestral realm?

　　Anyone can pick up Yingzheng on the wall and can't pull it off~www.readwn.com~ Besides, leaving behind some past life emotions, he still appreciates Yingzheng.

　　 Lu Chuan turned and walked out.

　　 Ying Zheng waved his hand and said: "Meng Tian, ​​take him away, Zhao Gao, you are here, but there is news about the remnants of the Seven Kingdoms?"

　　 "Zhao Gao?"

　　 Lu Chuan paused after hearing the sound of his footsteps, then looked back at the man with a feminine temperament.

　　 Zhao Gao smiled politely at Lu Chuan.

　　 Lu Chuan looked at Zhao Gao, laughed suddenly, turned and strode towards the outside of the central hall.

　　 What a bright moon in Qin Shi!

　　 He can't wait to go to this brand-new Da Qin era that he has worked hard to form, and instantly find out what is going on with this Yingzheng emperor's way.

　　 Of course, only Ying Zheng knows this matter best, but how can he easily say that this is his powerful secret?

"Please!"

　　 Meng Tian came to Lu Chuan and raised his hand, with the kind of surprise in seeing the real idol in his eyes, but it was hidden.

　　 Lu Chuan said: "Thank you!"

　　 He followed Meng Tian and the two out of the hall.

　　 Zhao Gao stared at Lu Chuan's back, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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