What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

As for the princes and generals in the imperial city, they can only resist a little bit, and the highest is the Heavenly King Realm.

"I thought that at least there could be other Heavenly Venerates sitting in the imperial city."

"Originally there were."

Classmate Xiaotian replied playfully in a humanized voice: "The Prince of Rui County Liu Jiuruo who confronted you once, his father is the Celestial Venerable who has been in charge of the Dalie Dynasty all year round, and his cultivation level is strong, even stronger than ordinary Celestial Venerables. tyrannical."

"As a result, when Da Lie's eldest prince conspired against him, he was given [filial piety] by his precious son Liu Jiuruo."

Chen Anning remembered this matter.

Back then, in order to get the token to go to the dragon vein, Liu Jiuruo "filially" his father under the bewitching of the eldest prince, and took the token away.

Then he went to the underground of the imperial city with the Dragon Slaying Saber and cut off the dragon vein with all his efforts.

In the end, I didn't expect that there was still half of the saint in his body, and he lost his father and took his own life. Classic work was in vain.

anyway.

Everyone who was born in the imperial city seems to be struggling with "filial piety to parents".

Break away from the sea of ​​spirits.

Looking at the seemingly endless sea of ​​clouds in front of him, Chen Anning trembled slightly, and couldn't help asking: "Daughter-in-law, when will we arrive?"

"Don't worry, Yanyan said the time hasn't come yet."

Xiao Nianqing glanced at Chen An Ning, and noticed that his legs were beginning to weaken, so she smiled and said, "I can't stand still, I can hug you."

"That won't work!"

Chen Anning refused righteously: "With so many people watching, I still have to maintain my basic dignity."

Xiao Nianqing smiled bitterly helplessly, but she didn't try to expose her husband's stubbornness.

Just take advantage of the situation and sigh: "Who made you fly so high."

"Fly high, it's not easy to be exposed."

Probably because she was too afraid of heights, Chen Anning simply gave up standing on her legs and chose to sit cross-legged.

There is cold and pitch-black metal under his body, just sitting there, he can feel an unprecedented sense of security.

That's right.

At this moment, Chen Anning and Xiao Nianqing were not leisurely watching the live broadcast in Baihua City.

Rather, they are rushing to the scene at high speed.

Beneath Chen Anning was a giant heavy weapon flying above the clouds, the Friendship Type I Heavy Annihilation Cannon.

The flight mode alone is equipped with nearly [-] Xingtian II-style flying sword-level suspension devices, and the spirit dust used to accelerate the propulsion is dozens of times stronger than Su Zizhou's special spirit dust power hammer.

The white light that filled the sky turned into dust and scattered down. They were the fragments of spiritual dust, and it was the proof that the Friendship Type I Heavy Annihilation Cannon had flown.

At this moment, in the sky of Tianxuan Continent, a total of twelve Friendship I-type heavy-duty annihilation cannons are flying rapidly, using the word [Chen] to break through layers of air barriers, and their speed is far beyond the ordinary Transcending Tribulation Realm monks, close to the level of heavenly king realm monks.

Chen Anning gave these twelve annihilation cannons a famous name.

【Friendship Fleet】

And the destination of this fleet flight is only one...

Dalie Imperial City.

They're going to make friends.

659. Come and say hello

Royal Palace.

As if isolated from the outside world.

The most beautiful palace in the center of the imperial city stands here. It is shaped like a mountain and towers into the sky, which is the proof of the supremacy of the Dalie royal family.

Outside the palace, the flames of war raged.

Numerous guards of the imperial city fought with Liu Lan's army and wolf cavalry in a melee. Heads and severed limbs were continuously scattered on the ground with blood splatter.

Every time the green glow of Lingchen's power sword flashes, flesh and blood will fly, roars and screams come and go, and from time to time there will be the roar of thunder wolf and the sound of fierce collision of magical weapons.

However, the war outside seems to have nothing to do with the palace.

From the beginning to the end, the huge and magnificent palace maintained the elegance and majesty like that emperor.

Neither did any soldiers break into it, nor did a large number of guards gather here.

Even the wide square in front of the palace is empty and quiet. Looking around, there is almost nothing else but the splendor of the palace.

It was in stark contrast to the crowd of guards that Liu Lan saw along the way, which could almost be called crowded.

After stepping into the palace, Liu Lan seemed to have come to another area.

What is permeated in it is the unique smell of the imperial palace, the smell that is far above the world, as if it came from outside the world.

Superior, lonely and cold taste.

Liu Lan didn't like the smell.

Maybe she liked it before, but as time went on, she disliked such a cold smell even more.

The soldiers outside the palace are desperately fighting, but the palace still maintains a dignified and elegant posture.

So proud, so domineering.

Liu Lan raised her head, looked at the imperial palace, at the huge Dragon Palace.

She drove the fierce horse under her seat, and led the vast army behind her, and walked towards the old hall where the court discussed affairs.

In the deepest part of the hall, above the steps symbolizing power, is her goal for today.

Belonging to the throne of the Great Martyr.

The throne symbolizes the supreme rule of the Dalie Dynasty, and the original owner of the throne, in order to show his achievements, spent a lot of manpower and material resources trying to build a statue belonging to him in the square in front of the temple.

Now the statue of the emperor is standing in front of Liu Lan, about [-]% of it has been completed, and the more critical upper body has not yet been completed.

If this treason had been delayed for a few more months, the statue of the emperor would have been completed.

Liu Lan didn't want to pay attention to the statue of the emperor, she didn't bother to look at it from the beginning to the end.

Her goal is only the throne.

however.

Haven't been able to take a few steps.

I didn't even walk through the middle of the square in front of the hall.

The fierce horse under the seat suddenly screamed and roared, and the footsteps also stopped due to biological instinct.

Not just a riding horse.

The vast army behind Liu Lan also felt the boundless pressure collapse, and some soldiers with lower cultivation levels almost knelt down on their knees.

Another coercion.

And it is the coercion of Tianzunjing.

what happened?

Liu Lan felt a little puzzled in her heart. According to the original inference, it is very unlikely that there will be a Celestial Lord in the imperial city.

The three most famous Celestial Venerables have all devoted themselves to the Lihuo Dynasty's battle line, and it will take at least two or three days to come back immediately.

The two commanders of the imperial guards were stopped by the old sword master and Gu Sun, and other members of the imperial guards would also target Su Zizhou at the east gate for support.

The one who appeared in the palace now could only be the Holy One himself.

But Liu Lan didn't think Liu Chengkong would show up so easily.

She knew where Liu Chengkong was waiting for her.

That being the case, who is appearing here?

"Go back."

The old man's voice was strong and powerful.

The momentum was so tyrannical that even Liu Lan's fierce horses had the tendency to kneel down.

Even Liu Lan's heart sank suddenly, if the reins weren't held tightly enough, he might be turned on his back.

After the viscera became a little more stable, Liu Lan raised her head and looked along the source of the momentum.

The old man looks like a prisoner in a prison with his unkempt appearance. His white clothes stained with dust are tattered, revealing his thin and old chest. His messy and slender hair hangs down. Under a pair of cold sword eyebrows, is Those gloomy eyes.

He didn't come with a sword, but it felt like he was holding a murderous sword all the time.

Liu Lan thought for a long time before she remembered where she had seen this old man before.

When she was six years old, as a member of the royal family, she needed to go to the underground dragon veins of the imperial city to wash the marrow of the dragon veins.

That is a treatment that only members of the royal family can enjoy. Dragon vein washing marrow can transform a person with mediocre talent into a genius like the proud son of heaven.

The only people in the world who can enjoy the marrow washing of dragon veins are Liu Lan and Liu Qingqing, who have been born with a golden spoon in their mouths.

It was also the day of marrow washing.

Liu Lan had seen this old man before.

Like a real prisoner, he was chained to the bottom of the imperial city and guarded in front of the blue stone gate.

The gatekeeper of the underground dragon veins of the imperial city.

Liu Lan never thought that he would appear here.

"You will appear here..." Liu Lan looked back at the gatekeeper calmly: "It means that the remaining half of the dragon veins underground in the imperial city have been taken away by my father, right?"

The gatekeeper didn't answer Liu Lan.

His limbs were still entangled with iron chains that could not be completely cut off, and he stared at the third princess of the royal family with a solemn expression.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, just opened his mouth.

"Go back."