Great Qin Gu Master: Use the essence and blood of corrupt scholars to nourish my poisonous Gu

Ying Zheng raised his hand directly: "Wait where you are, I believe in Qingxuan!" As

soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng directly single-armed, and the phantom of the ancestral dragon appeared behind him again.

"I am today, with the national fortune of Kyushu, I take Qingxuan to witness the beautiful scenery of the peak of the dragon on the stage

!" "Boom, boom!"

Changshengtai directly let out a trembling sound, Daqin's national fortune is really a little too heavy, and Changshengtai has almost no way to fully bear it.

Ying Qingxuan has already stepped both feet into the bluestone.

But even so, Ying Qingxuan gritted his teeth violently and exposed his right arm.

"Unsealed!" The

seal of the right arm, which contained the power of the ghosts and gods, was completely unsealed in an instant.

Countless geists erupted outward, forming a dark canopy.

"The power of ghosts and gods, sword twenty-three!" Ying

Qingxuan turned into a sword in his body, carrying a sky-high sword intent.

The sword intent was wrapped in countless wandering spirits, and there was Great Qin's national fortune circling wildly in the outermost periphery.

Under these blessings, Ying Qingxuan is now an absolute sword immortal.

"One of my swords, I can open the gate of heaven and help the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon ask for immortality!"

"Ang!" An

inexplicable roar came from the void, the laws of the heavens bowed their heads, thousands of stars bowed their heads, the sword immortal was born, and the person who met lowered his eyebrows.

All the swordsmen in the world felt a palpitation, as if there was a heavy shackle on their sword.

That's natural, there is only one sword immortal, Ying Qingxuan has reached it, so as long as Ying Qingxuan is not dead, there is no swordsman in the world

, and he can become a sword immortal!" "Oh my God, look, the prince turns into a dragon and sweeps the sky with the posture of a sword immortal

!" "Now the extreme realm of the sword path must be headed by the prince, and from now on, there will be one more venerable person in the sword way!"

......

All the powerful swordsmen felt the strongest shock at this moment.

At present, the sky is mighty, but anyone who dares to look up at the sky will live up to his reputation.

After all, with such a wrath, it's really not that anyone has the courage to look at it directly.

"Ang!"

There was another sharp roar, and Ying Qingxuan was like the previous Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and he went into the abyss alone.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, they didn't see the sky-high power of Ying Qingxuan's sword.

The Sword Immortal had already sunk into the abyss

, and the heavens and the earth were silent! In an instant, all the powerhouses who paid attention to this battle between heaven and man all speculated.

"How can this be, the situation is not good, Donghuang Taiyi was killed by Tiandao in this way, and his body was killed, could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also ......

" "You know, Donghuang Taiyi is an old powerhouse, with a rich background that is unimaginable, even he can't escape death, isn't that the prince even more dangerous

!" "Impossible, the prince has reached the extreme realm of the sword path, incarnated as a sword immortal, and the sword immortal leads to the heavenly way, it is impossible to miss!"

......

At this moment, all the strong people frowned, even ordinary people, hid in the room, closed the doors and windows.

The streets of Xianyang City are completely empty, like a dead city.

On the immortal platform, facing the raging storm, Yingzheng looked directly at the abyss of the sky without fear.

The nameless shadow guard beside him reminded stubbornly: "Your Majesty, the situation is unexpected now, do you want to forcibly drag the crown prince out

!" "If the momentum of confrontation continues to increase, the imperial capital is estimated to be destroyed!"

All the difficulties and desperate situations are the price that Yingzheng has to bear as an ancestral dragon if he wants to break through the threshold of life and death.

"It doesn't have to be, I can clearly feel that Qing Xuan is still fighting against the way of heaven!"

Ying Zheng's eyes revealed an incomparably firm light, no matter how mighty the heavens were, Zu Long's heart would not change!

However, how many people in the world can have such a state of mind as Ying Zheng?

The civil and military officials under the Changsheng stage have been forcibly held out for so long, and now they are not able to continue to maintain their composure.

Tens of thousands of Praetorian Guards, under the leadership of Meng Wu and Wang Ben, forcibly escorted them.

Now looking at the entire Great Qin, only they can gather the military strength of the army and slightly compete with the wrath of the Heavenly Dao!

Li Si snorted coldly again: "Chun Yuyue, at this critical juncture, why are you still hesitating, and if you delay it any longer, you will go to the mansion and it will fall!" "

All the talents of Confucianism quickly converge to the original phase to save Your Majesty!"

At this time, Chun Yuyue couldn't control much, and suddenly gritted his teeth, with a number of Confucian Confucians, and unreservedly gathered his talents for Li Si.

Many strong people in the Legalist family, without saying a word, also began to help Li Si.

"Hum-"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the talented Qi Changhong directly appeared seven ways.

Against the power of the heavens, Li Si went against the sky and successfully cast Sendai.

This is enough to show that Li Si has a high talent in literary sports, and now is the opportunity to realize his talent.

The great power of the Heavenly Dao is Li Si's peerless opportunity!

Li Si has already forcibly constructed Sendai, and the power of the Dharma Saint in question is undoubtedly displayed.

But before he could actually make a move, he saw a belated sword appear in the sky.

"Boom!"

a sword pressed across the sky, and a sword broke through the abyss.

There are no ancients before, no one after them, the sword immortal in the ancient world, only Ying Qingxuan!

"Hiss-"

At this moment, Li Si directly gasped, and the condensed talent Changhong was also sudden.

Horror, horror!

Everyone no longer had the slightest hope for Ying Qingxuan, but at the critical moment, a sword came out of the sky.

Compared with Ying Qingxuan's sword momentum, Li Si went against the sky just now, and the Sendai he cast was simply not worth mentioning.

Even if he was suddenly shocked, Li Si didn't forget to ask Chun Yuyue below.

"Chun Yuyue, at this moment, do you still think that Fusu will be stronger than His Highness!" At

this moment, Chun Yuyue was really stunned, and the answer was obvious!

Not only Chun Yuyue, but all the great Confucians who were qualified to stand under the immortal platform all had embarrassed expressions, they had chosen the wrong person at the beginning.

Being an official in the court, choosing the wrong prince, and standing on the wrong team, this is the saddest.

The sea rises and falls, and although the struggle in the court is bloodless, it is dangerous step by step.

Only the national teacher Yuekui, with a smile on her face that is difficult to hide, choosing the right Ying Qingxuan is the most proud thing in her life!

On the immortal stage, Ying Zheng is also looking up, looking at Ying Qingxuan's sword that opens the sky.

At this moment, everyone else was excited, but only Yingzheng was inexplicably moved, and even the corners of his eyes were moist.

This is Qin II, even if it is the way

of heaven, what about the anger of the way of heaven! All kinds of bitterness and evil are coming, and I will break it with a

sword!" "Qing Xuan, this sword swings open the gate of heaven, and it can be passed down through the ages!"

Second, no one in the world can enter the Ancestral Dragon's Eyes

! However, at this moment, Ying Qingxuan is excepted

!"Qingxuan, behind the Heavenly Gate, you can see the immortals!"

Ying Zheng also noticed with his ancestral dragon emperor power that what was hidden behind the endless abyss was

the Heavenly Gate! The sword light flashed again, sweeping away the boundless black mist, and Ying Qingxuan stood proudly in front of the Heavenly Gate with the posture of a peerless sword immortal!

Even if there are three million sword immortals in the sky, if you see me, you must lower your eyebrows!