Starting from Yaoqing, make history into a myth!

Countless beings who practiced the holy sacrifice method were killed with their heads rolling.

Frightened them to and flow.

The time they practiced was too short, and they had not cultivated enough high-end powerhouses at all.

Forcibly routed.

The Ming army entered the Fox Mountain and engraved the words on the boulder as Stele Hanhai as 镡 and Tianshan as Gong.

Let countless human tribes fear.

And with the successive wars that followed.

Revival, Northern Expedition, Revival, Northern Expedition, Betrayal, Northern Expedition.

The practitioners of the Holy Sacrifice Law were almost killed to the point of self-isolation.

The whole of Mobei was ploughed more than once.

Of course, because the sacrificial method is easy to learn, it is centered on the so-called ‘immortal heaven’.

So some kill.

But if you can’t kill endlessly, you must also kill.

Zhu Di closed his eyes and sensed his cultivation that he had gradually reached the peak of the grandmaster.

There is also the sharp decline of Shouyuan.

Didn’t say much.

“Do not leave the enemy to posterity”.

This is his belief.

What one generation can do, why leave it to future generations.

Martial arts has gradually declined.

Such a method can ignore the last law, once we people wither, then Daming will not become a hunting ground for these animals?

Never allow !!!

Zhu Di opened his eyes, and the murderous intention was shocking.

The magic of the Myojin Martial Code ensures that he can continue to improve in the last law, even if he consumes Shouyuan, he will not hesitate to do anything.

This may be the most suitable technique for the emperor.

It is also the most suitable exercise for this era!!!

Zhu Di muttered to himself in his heart

Chapter 155: Dynasty Yin Land, Grandpa and Sun Meeting, Zhang Sanfeng was amazed!

It lasted for many years, until Zhu Di fought in Mobei for the fifth time.

Completely dying on the way.

This period of killing has only stopped for a while.

It gave many tribes in Mobei a period of respite.

But soon.

Less than a year after Emperor Renzong took the throne, he suspended the war, recuperated, and then died.

Because of the domineering power of Myojin Martial Classic, Renzong was born with a disease, and even in this era when there were still martial arts embers, he could not save his life.

Subsequently.

Zhu Zhanji of Xuanzong succeeded to the throne, practicing the Ming Shen Martial Classic, and quelling the domestic rebellion, and it was also in this year, eighteen years had passed since the vitality of heaven and earth was going downhill.

The vitality of heaven and earth has become extremely thin.

Even the martial arts powerhouses who nurtured the Houtian realm became extremely difficult, and the martial arts of the Ming Kingdom began to decline.

The innate powerhouse and the grandmaster level powerhouse, the realm began to retreat.

The whole era began to fear.

More and more people are beginning to think of ways to survive the catastrophe without compromising their means.

“890” either chose to leave a legacy, or went to Beijing-City to leave their own traces in the Yongle ceremony.

Then it’s about creating a way, wanting to go against the sky, or going away to find other ways.

Only the Great Grandmaster, in this era, can barely save one or two, but with the changes of heaven and earth.

I’m afraid it will be difficult to maintain such a realm.

Countless people began to worry.

Even Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji was the same, but he didn’t care about the decline of heaven and earth.

He only cares that the martial arts strength of the Ming Kingdom is retreating, after all, this is the result of his own grandfather.

Moreover, as an emperor, he practiced the Mingshen Martial Classics and was destined to live a short life.

What he cared about was that those tribes that practiced holy sacrifice in the north of the Outer Desert were not affected by the demise of martial arts.

This made him both shocked and angry.

Under the trade-offs.

The Ming Kingdom was bound to be threatened.

Immediately, after he ascended the throne, he saw the current situation and immediately secretly sent people to Wudang.

And this time.

Zhang Sanfeng appeared.

Quietly landed in the capital-city, came to the outside of the palace hall, and a voice reached the ears of Zhu Zhanji, who was reviewing the performance.

Zhu Zhanji was pleased when he heard this.

Immediately, walk out of the palace and go out to greet you.

Seeing that he is now like a teenager, one with heaven and man, no one around can see the scene of each other.

Zhu Zhanji realized why no one had seen Zhang Sanfeng again for so many years.

It’s the way of courtesy.

“I’ve seen Zhang Zhenren!”

“Until today, I know that the gods of heaven and man are vast! People have to yearn for it! ”

Please come inside!”

This scene is hilarious.

Zhu Zhanji had gradually become laborious, but he saluted a thirteen-fourteen-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth.

Of course, if you let the people of the world know this scene, not only will you not be surprised, but you will scold Zhu Zhanji for good luck.

You know, today when martial arts is in decline.

Countless martial arts powerhouses are also looking for Zhang Sanfeng, in order to be blessed by a martial arts celestial being.

The martial arts have declined, but as the strongest person closest to the immortal god, in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Sanfeng must have a way.

Obviously, looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who was becoming more and more inscrutable, Zhu Zhanji also nodded secretly in his heart.

The other party really has a way.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng returned the salute and smiled, really like a teenager.

“Is Your Majesty going to test the old way of school?”

“This Daming Imperial Palace is entrenched in the Daming National Fortune, through the five of you day and night sacrifice!”

“Even the three emperors were forged by the military liberation after their deaths.”

“Even if you enter the old way, if you want to fight it, you need a lot of tricks!”

With Zhang Sanfeng saying this.

Zhu Zhanji’s pupils shrank slightly, this secret that he had only told himself since his grandfather’s death.

But I never thought that in the eyes of this person, I could see through it at a glance.

Sure enough, worthy of the martial arts myth of the year, martial arts celestials!

Moreover, generations of heritage.

It turned out to be just a little tricky.

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Then apologize.

“Real people said and laughed, where do you dare to offend real people, it is really like today’s end of the earth, the martial arts are withering, and there is a threat outside the game, it is Emperor Taizu who wants to see real people.”

Accompanied by Zhu Zhanji’s words.

The Daming Palace behind him also seemed to be touched, and in the underworld, a dragon chant loomed.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded.

“Since this is the case, it is also because this world is not the world of the old Dao and me alone, so I came to see you Daming Background!”

“Otherwise, I would have already killed Mobei and killed the legacy of the former Demon Yuan!”

The figure of the red-lipped and white-toothed teenager was serious, a little serious, and he didn’t know how funny he was like this.

The corner of Zhu Zhanji’s mouth twitched.

But I also learned some of the secrets.

Is the legacy of the Demon Yuan?

Former.

And also accompanied by the complexity in Zhu Zhanji’s heart, he saw Zhang Sanfeng continue.

“But you don’t have to enter!”

“The cultivation of the poor path has reached the heavens and people, and it is in harmony with heaven and earth at all times, it is a state of cultivation, and it cannot be easily broken!”

“It’s okay to enter your palace, but entering the main hall again is bound to directly conflict with the Daming National Fortune.”

“At that time, the rudiments of the blessed land forged by your grandfather will probably be collided by the laws on the poor road and knocked out of a big hole. …”

“You said it was?” Your Majesty!

Along with Zhang Sanfeng, he looked behind Zhu Zhanji, seemingly smiling or not smiling.

Zhu Zhanji’s gaze was shocked.

There was no time to even think about the Demon Yuan mentioned earlier.

I felt that the imperial energy in my body was completely triggered, and the dragon vein of the mighty national fortune suddenly roared.

The mighty dragon body surrounded the imperial city, erecting heaven and earth, and Zhu Zhanji and Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be pulled into another world.

Many things in reality are blurred.

Instead, the original imperial city is reflected below the imperial city.

A brave and amazed, domineering and majestic figure walked out of the reflected imperial city hall.

It is the former Zhu Yuanzhang.

And behind him, there was an equally domineering figure in imperial clothes following him.

It’s just a bit wry.

That is Zhu Di.

He feared this father all his life, but he was a long companion after death.

And when Zhu Zhanji saw this scene, he couldn’t sit still at all, although he once learned that Zhu Di told the national fortune abnormality.