Chapter 371: The three emperors fled in panic

Style: Historical Author: Luo JiuyouWords: 2298Update Time: 24/01/18 06:44:00
The middle plane of the Han Dynasty.

I saw a thousand-foot golden man waving a long sword in his hand, fighting with a three-legged beast born from the endless sea of ​​fire.

Looking around, the endless mountains and lush land disappeared, replaced by endless black scorched earth.

In the distant sky, there are several floating cities shrouded in white light. They are the Great Qin Immortal City, the Great Sui Divine City and other cities.

Among them, only the golden light surrounding Daming Mall looks particularly eye-catching.

Daming Mall.

A dark space passage suddenly appeared on the city wall.

Zhou Wang Zhu Ji took Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen in his arms and walked out slowly, smiling and saying:

"I'm familiar with it, Yu Jian, once I guess, you guys can just watch the fun here."

"How about this formation? This king and my fourth brother spent more than ten days refining it with their own hands!"

Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Jianshen curiously poked at the formation with flashing Dao patterns in front of him, and said worriedly:

"King Zhou, is this formation really developed by you and Mrs. Yan Wang?"

"Otherwise... let's send all the people in the city to Chenghua Dynasty first."

The people in Daqin Immortal City and other cities are all cultivators with cultivation qualifications.

Daming Mall is different. It never recruits disciples, but only sells some products from later generations in the city.

Therefore, Ming Xianzong was really worried that if something went wrong with the magic circle, the Ming Mall would fall directly, and all the people in the city would fall to death.

After hearing Ming Xianzong's words, Zhou Wang Zhu Ji said confidently:

"Jian Shen, don't worry, even if those cities fall, Daming Mall will still be as stable as Mount Tai!"

"Could it be that you are questioning me and my fourth brother?"

"If you don't believe it, just ask your father whether the magic weapon created by me and my fourth brother is indestructible and unbreakable."

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, raised his head in astonishment, looked at Zhou Wang Zhu Ji with tears in his eyes, and thought to himself:

"It's over, it's over, my life is over!"

"Queen mother...wuwuwu...I will never see you again..."

He had never thought that Zhou Wang Zhu Ju, who looked thick-browed, big-eyed, and kind-hearted, was actually the "accomplice" of his great-grandfather Yan Wang.

Oh my God, why could he not think about it for a moment and come to Zhongping to seek death?

Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen's eyes fell on his unreliable father's bruised and swollen cheeks. He couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and said calmly:

"Ahem, King Zhou, I suddenly remembered that there was an unreviewed memorial from the Chenghua Dynasty, so I'll take my leave now."

While speaking, Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen quickly called out the space passage and ran away.

He originally thought that this formation was like this, flickering brightly and darkly.

Who would have thought that it was actually refined by Mrs. Yan Wang’s grandpa and Zhou Wang Zhu Xi…

Is this okay? ! !

Looking at the entire chat group, who doesn’t know that the magic weapon refined by Mrs. Yanwang’s grandfather is the most unreliable!

He hasn't lived enough yet! ! !

On the side, Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian and Ming Shizong Zhu Houcong also quickly followed behind Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen and said:

"Emperor Xianzong, I have something that I don't understand. You and I should go to Chenghua to discuss it in detail."

"Let's go together."

Zhou Wang Zhu Ju looked at the three people's escaping figures and said in confusion:

"Qi Zhen, what do you think happened to them?"

"I am not an evil spirit with a green face and fangs, so how could I be frightened into this state?"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, felt his legs were a little weak and said weakly:

"King Zhou, do you think you can let me go first?"

"I haven't seen this traitor for a long time."

King Zhu Zhu of Zhou shook his head, and out of the corner of his eye he saw several cities floating near Daming Mall, and said with a smile:

"Qi Zhen, you can't run away. If you leave, who will take me back to the Zhengtong Dynasty?"

"By the way, you said before that Wanyan Gou bullied you, right? Come on, I will take you to take revenge."

Then, without waiting for Ming Yingzong to refuse, Zhou Wang Zhu Ju patted the storage bag on his waist.

The next second, a sword with sharp cold light flew out and landed in front of the two of them.

King Zhu Zhu of Zhou lightly jumped onto the sword, turned around and stretched out his hand, saying:

"Qi Zhen, what are you still doing? Come up quickly."

"Don't worry, this sword was given to me by my fourth brother, specifically for traveling."

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen's arms trembled, his face was full of grievances, he reluctantly climbed onto the fairy sword, with only one thought in his mind.

If he is at fault, Grandpa Prince Yan can directly imprison him, even if he is a commoner, he is willing to do so.

Instead of letting Zhou Wang Zhu Ru bring him here to die.

He really wanted to go home.



Wucheng of the Great Song Dynasty.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi looked at Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Qin Shihuang who were fighting fiercely from a distance, gently crushed the iron sword in his hand into powder, and asked:

"Brother, do you think martial arts can defeat immortality and magical powers?"

Looking around, behind the two men were hundreds of soldiers who had practiced martial arts and were not wearing any armor.

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin touched his chin and said with a sneer:

"Tingyi, you asked the wrong person."

"You made the decision on your own without consulting me before and chose martial arts. Why do you ask me now?"

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi showed embarrassment on his face and explained:

"Brother, I was on a military expedition at that time. I was thinking about martial arts to cultivate physical fitness and immortality to cultivate immortality. I thought martial arts was more powerful than immortality."

"No matter how powerful the magical power is, it can't hurt the body. As a result, who would have thought that the immortal way can be so powerful."

At this moment, Song Taizong wanted to grab Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Qin Shihuang and interrogate them!

They are obviously emperors, why are they so ungrateful to martial ethics!

With his current martial arts cultivation, he could barely withstand the Hongyi cannon. These two people were about to shatter the world!

Isn't this purely bullying him?

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin said in a strange voice:

"Emperor Taizong, you are the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty. It is you who have the final say on what path the emperor of the Song Dynasty should follow."

"I'm just a commoner, and I'm humble."



at the same time.

Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was standing on the wall of the Great Sui City, walking anxiously around, complaining constantly:

"Hey, why can't Che'er understand my painstaking efforts? If I could defeat the First Emperor, I would have taken action long ago."

"He is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, how can he take advantage of a moment of bravery?"

"It's over, it's over. The group leader is in seclusion to recuperate. No one can persuade them at this moment."

It can be said that Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, was really anxious and angry at this moment.

Yang Jian, Emperor Gaozu of the Sui Dynasty, glanced at the rebellious son who was still deceiving Gao Wei, the empress of Qi, in the chat group, and said:

"Guang'er, you rebellious son, why don't you think of a solution quickly?"

"If we let them continue fighting, the people nearby will suffer."

It turned out that Han Emperor Liu Xie had ordered all the people within a fifty-mile radius to move away.

Now they are watching the two men fighting more and more fiercely, without caring about their surroundings. It is obvious that a radius of fifty miles is not enough to be used as a battlefield.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty raised his head, spread his hands, and said casually:

"Father, this is the Han Dynasty, not the Sui Dynasty. Why do you care so much?"

(End of chapter)