Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Nowadays, it is not a long-term plan to frighten the heroes by relying on some fame and specious achievements. Once he starts again, he will not have the fighting power above the heavenly saints. At that time, Daqin will be in danger again.

However, when she was closing down, little Qi came.

"Your Majesty, little Qi, please." Little Qi's voice sounded outside.

"Come in."

Fang Hao finished saying, little Qi came.

Xiaoqi looks very gentle. Of course, it just looks like this girl is not simple. She is not only the leader of Jiuyang cult, but also the only surviving disciple of Jiuyang cult.

What's more, he has already stepped into the peak of the metaphysical realm, and has become a strong man in the third metaphysical peak of Jiuyang Shinto.

Shen Zhengtang had to step into the peak of xuanjing before Xiaoqi.

It seems that Jiuyang Shinto, with its three metaphysical peaks, has become one of the ten orthodox sects worthy of its name.

"Your Majesty, little Qi is here to ask your Majesty's permission." Little Qi holds her fist slightly.

Fang Hao found that the girl didn't know how, her face was a little red, of course, more beautiful.

"If you have anything, don't be polite to me." Fang Hao said with a smile.

"Yes, the Jiuyang cult wants to ask your majesty to give a city, change its name to Jiuyang City, set up the altar of Jiuyang Shinto and build the largest temple."

Xiao Qi said that Fang Hao didn't have any objection. The Jiuyang Shinto cult had made great contributions to Daqin for him. What is a city.

But let Fang Hao feel strange is, this small request, this little Qi what is worth blushing?

Fang Hao nodded his head and said, "yes, but do not disturb the local residents. The city can be under your control. However, like the fiefs of the major sects of the Kyushu military League, the imperial court must be in charge of major events, especially life and death. No one should be forced to become a believer of Jiuyang Shinto

"Yes, your majesty, don't worry. The believers of Jiuyang Shinto have always been entirely voluntary." Little Qi laughed.

She knew that Fang Hao would agree.

Then Xiao Qi suddenly bowed her head, and her face became more ruddy. She said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Xiao Qi is no longer the substitute leader. Shen Zhengtang is the new leader of the Jiuyang Shinto cult

"Well? Well done, why not? " Fang Hao was a little surprised. She approached the girl, but Jiansong's apprentice was very high in the Jiuyang Shinto cult, regardless of her status and status. No one objected to her being the head teacher.

Little Qi's face was more red, and her head was lower. She said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I am the holy daughter of the Nine Yang Shinto cult."

"Saint?" Fang Hao was stunned, but he didn't feel anything. He was just surprised: "the saint is bigger than the master?"

"No, your majesty, you are a messenger." Little Qi seems to be a reminder.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "that's bullshit. Many people in Daqin know that, but I have too many identities and sometimes I forget them."

"Your Majesty should not forget that you are the envoy chosen by our nine Yang God Emperor." Little Qi raised her head and though her face was crimson, she was upright.

"Well, I won't forget it. Ha ha, congratulations." Fang Hao laughed.

When Xiaoqi left the hall, she was a little glum and muttered: "does your majesty really not know that the emissary and the virgin..."

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Fang Hao couldn't find Fang Yunxiao and Fang Fengwu, so he couldn't take Anmu to see the two little guys. So at the moment, he was in the deep of the imperial palace.

The third volume of wumietian Gong is full of terror. However, Fang Hao is getting used to it these days.

Many of the supernatural arts against heaven will automatically search for successors. However, Fang Hao thinks that it is not.

Because this third volume, in fact, can be read by others, but the horror in it is unbearable to ordinary people.

For example, ye Cangtian, after watching, absolutely do not want to see the second time.

Only he, gnashing his teeth, endured the suffering of the heart, and even the soul.

It took half a year for Fang Hao to shut up this time. However, Fang Hao had finished reading the third volume and completed his cultivation.

At the moment, Fang Hao's body is even more extraordinary, completely comparable to the sharp weapon of the divine weapon. Fang Hao even felt that even if he was standing to let the master at the top of xuanjing chop, he could not see any injury.

"Made, this is just the peak of no scale treasure body. It's so strong. If you cultivate the spirit body!" Fang Hao's eyes were bright.

I can't help but recollect that when he fought against the strong men of the three great powers, he relied on a large number of pills to stimulate his potential, and accumulated his spirit and body fighting power for a while and a half.

Recalling that feeling, as if the world is in his hands, even the feeling that he can destroy the heaven and earth.

"I have to go out. I want to find a place where I can make a furnace day and day, sacrifice and refine the body, break through the limit of the body without scale, and refine the spirit body!"

Flying up into the sky, looking at several directions, his eyes were sharp and majestic: "as soon as Lao Tzu is in a state of mind, it is the time to unify Kyushu!"Then, Fang Hao turned into a streamer and flew into the boundless mountain.

He condensed the spirit body, must be earth shaking, he does not want to be in a place with many people, otherwise I am afraid the innocent will be harmed.

Sitting on the top of the mountain for a long time.

But at this time, Ji Fengmian appeared.

Today's Ji Fengmian, it seems that even Fang Hao can't connect Ji Fengmian with that lifeless old woman.

But do not know how to return a responsibility, Fang Hao always feel Ji Fengmian body still not angry, give people the feeling, dead.

Of course, only he seems to be able to feel it.

"That How did you find me? " Fang Hao is a little strange.

Ji Fengmian, wearing a blue dress, is elegant and elegant. The Royal atmosphere once held high is still magnificent.

Ji Fengmian glared at Fang Hao: "you little boy, how long have you not met, don't know to call your mother?"

Fang Hao was embarrassed, but he still said, "Mom..."

Ji Feng Mian suddenly turned a white eye, no good airway: "all said, don't use your lower bound address."

"Well, do as the Romans do in Rome. I come from the lower world, which is what I call it." Fang Hao sighed and seemed to have accepted his fate. Ji Fengmian was his adoptive mother.

"Forget it, I won't talk about it. I'm not only aware that you are here, but some people also know you are here." Ji Fengmian looks up at the sky and seems to be looking for someone.

"How could I have been exposed? I didn't talk to anyone? " Fang Hao frowned.

"Because you are the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, the dragon spirit of the great Qin Dynasty is all centered on you. As long as you follow the direction of the dragon spirit, you will know where you are." Ji Fengmian explained.

"Well, isn't it safe for me to practice in seclusion here?" Fang Hao was depressed.

"Yes, are you going to break through?" Ji Fengmian looks at Fang Hao seriously.