The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

The flying sword pierced through the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams in the sky with a bang, and then swooped down again.

boom!

The Tai Chi Eight Diagrams diagram on the ground was also smashed to pieces.

The fierce sword that enveloped the sky and the earth disintegrated in an instant.

"Humph!"

Master Du Cang seemed to know who was coming, and his face became extremely ugly.

Luo Qingyou originally planned to fight with her life, but at this moment she suddenly froze.

The black dragon disappeared into the night sky and turned into a pitch-black flying sword.

The black-haired boy stood on the flying sword, arms crossed, standing proudly.

Ji Yan glanced at this guy, thinking that he recovered quite quickly.

It has returned from a baby to a teenager.

"Well, I'm not late, am I?"

Jingyang stood in mid-air and blinked at him.

The apostle who is also the death knell can be recognized at a glance even if he has never met.

This is tacit understanding.

"What the hell are you..."

Ji Yan thought it would be good if this guy didn't come out, and once he came out, he directly defeated the opponent's sword force. Now he is still one step away from polishing the sword embryo, but it's a pity that he has completely failed.

Thinking of this, he naturally wouldn't show any good looks.

"Gan!"

Ji Yan directly dispelled the air mask he had propped up, sat down on the ground, and sighed.

Ji Maling hurried up, took out a wet wipe from his pocket, and wiped the blood for him.

"Holy Son, are you okay? Oh, what's wrong with your injury..."

Elder Wang Shu also leaned over, and was surprised to find that the wounds on the Son's body had healed!

"Mother's spiritual consciousness is all spiritual consciousness!"

Ji Yan is perfunctory, he is a kind of evil god, and he has a strong recovery ability.

As long as it is not a fatal injury, it will be healed after a few seconds.

Elder Wang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the boy in the sky, and said suspiciously: "Who is this guy? It seems that you know him?"

For some reason, he felt that the young man looked familiar.

Ji Maling also raised her head suspiciously, with a vigilant expression.

"Sure enough, they are the descendants of the white predecessors, they look really similar."

Jingyang glanced at the siblings, cupped his hands and said, "Jingyang, the sword sect."

He showed a smile, at this moment he was just like a beautiful boy.

Back then, with this smile, he was able to reassure countless girls in the Sanctuary.

however……

Ji Maling glanced at him, as if looking at a reptile, and then looked away.

Jingyang: "..."

"Sect Master Jing?"

Elder Wang Shu was stunned: "You are..."

Jingyang scratched his head and laughed: "Hahaha, there was a little accident, accident! But once in a while, it feels good to rejuvenate. Hahaha, hahaha!"

He hid his embarrassment by laughing.

"Outlaws."

Reverend Du Cang stepped on the flying sword, stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a cold voice, "How are you doing?"

Jingyang turned around, looked at the old man a thousand meters away, and sighed: "Master, you said that you are quite old, but you actually started to fight with these juniors in their teens and 20s. You don't respect the old! Disrespect! His Majesty is worried that you will not be safe at the end of the festival, so let me watch you."

"As a teacher, I just bring Qingyou back to the mountain."

Master Du Cang said indifferently: "Why can't we guarantee the evening festival?"

The old man has a thick skin!

Jingyang slandered in his heart, but stared at him firmly.

Among sword repairers, if you use your natal sword and imperial swordsmanship, the victory or defeat is often in an instant.

At this moment, the master and the apprentice are facing each other far away. Although neither of them has burst out with momentum, they are secretly accumulating strength. The spiritual power has already spread throughout the world, accumulating sword momentum.

If you move your hands, it will be a matter of an instant.

"Jing, Uncle Jing..."

Luo Qingyou also stepped on the flying sword, turned around and looked at the young man, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Why do you feel that after more than ten years, the other party still looks the same as before?

"Ahem, Master Nephew Luo."

Jingyang also put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Come to my side, get closer to me, and then build up your sword power with me, and try to hit this old thing hard in one blow."

Luo Qingyou was silent for a second, looking down at the broken long street, and after confirming that the holy son was fine, he drove the flying sword to a place three feet away from him.

Silently build up the sword potential.

"Interesting, both of you were taught by me, and now you are going to join forces to deal with me. But, I know all about your methods."

Master Du Cang asked lightly: "Jingyang, how much of your current strength can you display? If you want to deal with the teacher, are you willing to use your natal sword?"

Jingyang remained silent, he was indeed cultivating his sword intent, and it was inconvenient to draw his sword.

"Tianyu, this old thing is not easy to deal with. Once he uses the natal sword, he will definitely die. The two of us are fine, but the others are in danger. We have to find a way."

"You didn't use all your strength just now, did you? Can you still use your power? I joined hands with Luo Qingyou to draw a sword to attract him to attack. Then you took the opportunity to use Yong Ye reincarnation to kill him! Back his time back to about ten years ago At that time, he had just been seriously injured!"

"Then, I can cut off his dog's head with one sword!"

Ji Yan heard the voice transmission in his ear, and his eyes became strange.

You are such a filial son!In the bedroom deep in Xianyang Palace, the lights are brightly lit.

Ying Zisu was wearing a majestic imperial robe, with a pair of thin white legs under the hem, and a pair of black high boots, stepping hard on the door frame: "What to do, what to do! Where did the emperor get so many chips? Master Du Cang please move! I am so angry!"

There are no outsiders here, so she exposed her true nature.

That profound and majestic demeanor also disappeared.

As the emperor of Great Qin, she was the youngest among the emperors of all dynasties when she ascended the throne.

She is only 14 years old now, and she is a real loli.

In the 21st century, emperors don't dress as well as they used to.The imperial robe has also undergone some size changes, coupled with the little girl's special preferences, it has changed from an imperial robe to an imperial skirt.

It looks very tempting.

"Your Majesty can rest assured. Since Lord Pompey is back, everything will be left to him."

The white-haired old man, wearing a retro official robe, sat on a stone chair and drank tea.

This person's beard and hair are white, the wrinkles on his face are as deep as annual rings, and he is not angry and majestic.

In the entire Great Qin, there are only a handful of people who can freely enter and exit Xianyang Palace.

Yan Xiang is one of them, the official rank is first rank, below one person, above ten thousand people.

"Humph!"

Ying Zisu said angrily: "How can I feel at ease? Jing Jingqing is practicing swordsmanship, and she can only display [-]% of her strength at most. Can she really stop the real Du Cang? Uncle Huang has done so many things behind his back all these years. I have always turned a blind eye to it. Why, he still wants to rebel?"

It is rare for Her Majesty the Empress to be so angry.

Because the suzerain of Hehuan is afraid that he will be at the ninth rank.

Naturally charming bone is not a one-time consumable.

but recyclable.

If Master Du Cang recovers to the ninth rank, then there will be problems within Jianzong.

But if the Acacia suzerain broke through the ninth rank, it would be a disaster.

The Empress felt scared even thinking about it.

Gnaeus Pompey lowered his head and stroked the little golden retriever's dog's head, sighed and said: "If His Highness Prince Yan knew that you killed the late Emperor, he would have rebelled long ago. Now, he just lacks a reason. If there is no reason, he It's just a traitor."

Ying Zisu's immature and delicate face was expressionless, and he snorted coldly: "Father's old age is unknown, and he has long been possessed by demons. If you kill him, you will kill him. Why keep him?"

Gnaeus Pompey sighed: "This is a trick after all. Prince Yan is a brother of the late emperor. In the original edict of the late emperor, Prince Liyan was also the emperor. In those years, he had mastered too much about the Great Qin royal family. And the secrets of this country."

He said: "In terms of background, you are not as good as him. The ghost knows what the late emperor prepared for him. The reason why you can secure the throne is only because of the support of the three sects."

Anyone else who dared to say such a thing would have been beheaded long ago.

Ying Zisu just curled his lips and didn't refute much.

"Of course, Your Majesty is the Man of Destiny, the Destiny's Lady!"

Pompey did not forget to coax her, saying: "Now it is basically certain that Prince Yan has mastered the secrets of thousands of years ago, and has already controlled the three demon sects in his hands, and has joined hands with the Mass religion in the Middle East to overthrow Your Majesty. , and the rule of the last three sects."

Ying Zisu hummed: "I know, people from the church have already been here."

When she came to the throne, there was no such thing as mass teaching.

"However, there is a problem here."

Pompei said with emotion: "This is Zhendan. They have a mountain that they cannot cross no matter what, and that is the three emperors in the sanctuary. What are they going to use to deal with the emperor?"

Ying Zisu didn't speak.

Yan Xiang raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, the power of the true god."

Pompei sighed: "I found the truth on Yingzhou Island. The so-called Gaotianyuan is actually Mount Buzhou. Well, the fragment that was shattered in ancient times is in the territory of Cathay. The Tianjin gods are indeed ancient Immortals, they migrated all the way."

"Baqi Shrine is their descendant, and it is confirmed that there is a true god alive."

He explained: "The church, the Mass religion, and Prince Yan all covet this power."

Ying Zisu's complexion changed, this is the power of a true god, a living ancient immortal.

It is indeed the only existence that can shake the three emperors.

"Then, Yaki Shrine is the key."

The empress pondered for a moment: "Yuanqing, he..."

This little emperor still remembers that man who was so strong that he couldn't bear it.

"Don't count on Yuan Qinghe, that guy has nothing to do with Yaqi Shrine."

Pompei said quietly: "However, if you can bring Tantai Ling back to life, he will be able to hold Prince Yan's head to meet you tomorrow. I can guarantee that."

If that guy, Aokiji, is fully fired at all costs.

The combat power should be about the same as that of Yuzun.

And it's still a pseudo-god combat power that is not subject to any restrictions and swaying around.

You know, the three emperors in the sanctuary are all guarding the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

"So, Yueyue Ming?"

Ying Zisu thought for a moment, and then asked: "I remember, I treated that Yue Duming with great courtesy! I also asked Prime Minister Yan to receive him in person!"

Pompey waved his hand, and immediately smiled: "Your Majesty has a heart. But that's not necessary, if you want to deal with her, just deal with the other person."

Ying Zisu frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

"The Holy Son of the Huangzong, Ji Yan."