Behind Qin Yuan, a black dragon shadow appeared faintly, looming, as if it were invisible in the clouds and mist.
Han Sen waved the Demonic Sword Spirit, and an invisible sword energy suddenly struck Qin Yuan. This kind of sword energy was impossible to dodge.
when!
The sword energy did hit Qin Yuan, but it was blocked three feet away from him and could not penetrate.
A faint dragon shadow was seen swimming outside Qin Yuan, blocking the invisible sword energy of the demon sword spirit, while the members of the Dark King's Court were all chanting incantations, like devout believers.
With the mysterious spells of hundreds of Dark Court members and the black energy on their bodies, the entire Jade City lit up. Among the huge jade-like man-made cities, many buildings actually exuded mysterious brilliance. Carefully, When I looked at it, I found that the brilliance was composed of many curse patterns.
The entire Yubi City seemed to be coiled with a huge real dragon. The brilliance of the real dragon vaguely matched the dragon shadow on Qin Yuan's body, making the aura on Qin Yuan's body even more terrifying.
Han Sen couldn't help but frown slightly. Now Qin Yuan's power was no longer just his own. That kind of power was even more terrifying than the destructive gods.
In the palace, Emperor Jingzhen looked strange, with a look of surprise in his eyes and a hint of excitement: "Has the ancestor been forced to that point? Even the Covenant of Lilong has been activated! It seems like it's really Being cornered.”
The entire Yubi City was alarmed. Many old residents who had lived in Yubi City for several generations were looking at the ancient buildings nearby with bewildered expressions.
There are many ancient buildings in Yubi City. No matter how the city develops, those ancient buildings have never been demolished.
Ancient courtyards, dilapidated ancient temples, stone-brick pagodas, mottled churches, ancient monasteries, large low-rise stone houses, and old buildings that are incompatible with the new era architecture all exude a terrifying brilliance at this time. .
In the ancient and dilapidated square, every stone slab is blooming with brilliance and aura, as if it is a terrifying creature awakening from an ancient slumber.
An old man looked at the dazzling monastery nearby with a strange expression, and murmured to himself: "It turns out that the story my grandpa told me was true, and that dilapidated monastery turned out to be a truly mysterious place." …”
The residents of Yubi City looked blankly at the ancient buildings nearby. It was hard to believe that those buildings that exuded divine brilliance were the dilapidated old houses where they often played and even peeed in when they were children.
The Qin State has become more and more powerful in the past thousand years, and it has rarely used the power of the Lilong Pact. Even the residents who have lived in Yubi City for several generations have never seen the Lilong Formation activated.
In the ancient temple, the sound of old chanting came out.
In the old house, there seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying.
In the monastery, the sound of women's prayers can be heard faintly.
In the church, a priest seemed to be praying to God.
In every mysterious place, there is an explosion of terrifying power, making the shadow of the coiled dragon on Yubi City become more and more dazzling, and the dragon shadow on Qin Yuan becomes more and more real, as if there is a real black dragon. Coiled around him.
The Demonic Sword Spirit in Han Sen's hand had already struck dozens of swords, but they were all blocked by the black dragon on Qin Yuan's body and could not penetrate even half a point.
Qin Yuan seemed to be blessed by invincible power, which was already unimaginably terrifying.
"The Great Qin Empire has become one of the seven great empires. It has been inherited for countless billions of years. It is really no small matter. With such power guarding Yubi City, I am afraid it is only stronger than the destruction-level temple. I am a little bit worried. You are underestimating the seven empires that have been passed down for countless millions of years." Han Sen thought to himself.
"Han Sen, you deceived the emperor and used power, used cliques for personal gain, were jealous of idleness, harmed loyal people, beguiled the prince, and also tried to seize the treasure of our country, Qin. It is really a heinous crime. It is unforgivable and you should be punished for your crime." Qin Qin. Yuan Lingkong stood above the nine heavens, with black dragons coiled around his body. He looked down at Han Sen like a god. His divine voice shook the world, just like the sound of divine punishment.
The residents of Yubi City and many nobles who were originally attracted by the strange phenomena of those ancient buildings could now see and hear clearly.
Because Han Sen has long been known as a traitor, and it has spread throughout Yubi City before. At this time, ordinary people heard Qin Yuan's god-like voice of judgment, and they had a preconceived impression, and they all felt hatred in their hearts. , many people shouted slogans to kill the traitor.
Those "loyal ministers" who hated Han Sen to the core even shouted slogans such as "The sky has eyes, kill the traitor". For a time, the entire Yubi City was united to kill the traitor. eloquent.
Although he knew Qin Yuan was confusing right and wrong, Han Sen had no intention of defending himself and just looked at Qin Yuan in the sky coldly.
At this time, Qin Yuan was truly unspeakable. He was majestic, with white hair as white as snow, and a divine light on his body. He was surrounded by a black dragon, just like the war god who protected the country of Qin.
"Han Sen, what else do you have to say?" Qin Yuan looked down at Han Sen.
In the palace, looking at Qin Yuan above the nine heavens, Emperor Jingzhen looked hesitant, as if he was having trouble making a decision about something.
"Father, please save Han Sen. He is not a bad person, and he has never done anything bad. He is just a bad son, and the times have led him to misbehave. This has nothing to do with Han Sen..." Qin Bai ran away. He came in, knelt down in front of Emperor Jingzhen and begged with a sobbing voice.
Qin Bai also knew a thing or two about how terrifying his ancestor was, and now that such a big battle had taken place, Qin Bai was really scared.
Emperor Jingzhen looked at Qin Bai and said nothing, but his eyes gradually became determined.
"Bai'er, help my father out of the palace." Emperor Jingzhen stood up, his eyes became intense, and he said slowly and word by word: "Save... Han... Sen..."
He left the palace not for Han Sen, but for his only son Qin Bai. If Qin Yuan was not eliminated, Qin Bai might not be able to take over the power of the emperor after his death.
Qin Bai was overjoyed and quickly got up and stepped forward to support Emperor Jingzhen, with tears still on his face.
The father and son walked out of the palace in casual clothes, but only one minister followed them, without disturbing anyone.
Emperor Jingzhen was seriously injured and did not walk very fast. He would cover his mouth with a handkerchief and cough a few times after walking a certain distance. After coughing, he put away the handkerchief and did not want Qin Bai to see it.
"Father, are you okay?" Qin Bai asked worriedly.
"It's okay. Your father hasn't laid down a worry-free country for you yet, so you'll be fine." Emperor Jing Zhen said with a smile, "Let's go, if we don't hurry up, it will be too late to save Han Sen."
After hearing about saving Han Sen, Qin Bai quickly asked anxiously: "How can we save Han Sen? Are we going to stop the ancestor?"
"No need, he is not the one we want to stop." Emperor Jingzhen looked deeply at an ancient temple in the distance and let Qin Bai help him walk towards the ancient temple.
"Emperor Jing Zhen of the Qin family brought his son Qin Bai to pay homage to his ancestors and asked his ancestors to take back the dragon spirit." Emperor Jing Zhen took Qin Bai to the ancient temple, pulled Qin Bai to kneel in front of the stone steps, and bowed three times before saying. .
