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Above the giant python's head, the old prince in black robes fluttered, holding a halberd. He raised his eyes and looked at the two old figures standing in the void in front of him. On the ground, a wave of blood-colored evil energy rose into the sky, pouring into the round of blood-colored holding sun above.

This round of blood-red holding the sun, misty and misty is not dazzling, but even Xue Bancheng can feel the palpitating aura of destruction in it.

Xue Bancheng had a premonition that once the bloody sun held by King Bei'an exploded completely, half of Liuli City would collapse completely. It was definitely the ultimate supernatural power of destruction.

In the void of the Golden Luan Hall, the two sinners who have reached the realm of the Grand Master of Birth and Death are panting non-stop. After the two of them had a brief fight with the old prince, their hands were shaking violently due to the huge counter-shock force. , the old eyes are full of fear.

The power of the old King Bei'an exceeded their imagination, and even faintly surpassed the category of semi-saints. It has not been a short time for Xuan Lao and another great master of sinners to enter the realm of life and death, but Xueyuan Thunder Python Jiang Yu on top just chopped out two halberds, and the two of them were completely blown away, and a deep sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of their hearts.

This feeling is like a practitioner's deep fear when facing a high-level monk.

Then the two looked at each other, and raised their hands forward at the same time. The vast aura of the great master and the vitality were combined in one place. In the void around the two of them, dark blue icy thorns emerged densely one after another.

In an instant, these ten thousand-year-old ice spikes, which are stronger than steel and metal, directly occupied half of the skyline of the Golden Luan Palace, and at the same time, those monks charged by the former court who had recklessly charged hid in the nine coiling dragon pillars. behind.

Supernatural Ice Spike Storm!

In the entire Golden Luan Hall, a tornado storm formed by countless ice thorns rose directly into the sky, completely engulfing the old prince and the bloody thunder python under him, and the hall suddenly trembled violently again. In the Golden Luan Hall, countless wounds were torn on the walls around and above it, and a large number of stones fell down one after another.

The confrontation between the big monks, everything happened too fast, so fast that when the entire ice spike storm rose into the sky, Xue Bancheng's falling figure was still in the air and hadn't landed yet.

Xue Bancheng, who came back to his senses, watched the ground below continue to enlarge in his eyes, and a little panic appeared in his eyes, but suddenly, in the entire hall, amidst the ice thorn storm, the old King Bei'an The majestic and unparalleled roar rolled out directly:

"Using ice-type supernatural powers in front of this old man, do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

The sound that resounded throughout the Golden Luan Hall fell, and the entire ice thorn storm was filled with countless bloody thunders, and then these bloody thunders shrank inward fiercely, and then exploded suddenly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the incomparably violent roar, the infinite bloody thunder pool under the old prince rose directly, occupying the entire Golden Luan Hall in a blink of an eye, and everything around him stopped in place at this moment.

"The embryonic form of the kingdom, this is actually the embryonic form of the kingdom!"

A horrified roar sounded from the heart of Elder Xuan, who was also immobilized in the void by the coercion of the vast kingdom, and then within the ice thorn storm that was torn apart to both sides, the figure of the old prince in black robe slowly walked out of it. get out.

The old prince took the void as a ladder, and walked step by step towards the high platform of the Golden Luan Hall below, while a soft voice lingered in everyone's ears:

"The criminals of the former dynasty should die in the bloody thunder prison, and they will not be reborn forever!"

The embryonic form of the country, the bloody thunder prison!

Chapter 0840

The Golden Luan Hall at the bottom of Liuli City, which symbolizes the supreme majesty of the emperor, has been completely covered by the scarlet light of the Bloody Thunder Prison. His powerful cultivation made this once the most noble hall of the Ying Dynasty tremble violently under his feet.

Not only the Golden Luan Hall, but also the entire colored glaze basement, and even the colored glazed city above were trembling violently.

After the old prince released the rudimentary form of his own kingdom, it indicates that his life form at this time has surpassed those two former great masters who were stubbornly resisting. There are too many, the power of the vast kingdom that is everywhere in the void is like With a big hand, these two great masters were firmly pinched in place, making it difficult to move. At the same time, there was a gentle force that supported the entire body of Xue Bancheng, who fell from the midair, and slowly landed.

Unlike the former criminals who were held in place, Xue Bancheng's actions were not greatly affected after landing, so this young Xuemin, who was sweating profusely and on the verge of collapse, sat down on the ground directly, Panting heavily without any image, he put his right hand on the ground and looked around.

Inside the huge Golden Luan Hall, there is a mess everywhere, full of wreckage of severed arms, and even the corpses of snowfield bears can be seen vaguely. Almost completely extinct.

"Hitting an egg against a rock, why bother?"

A faint voice came from Xue Bancheng's mouth. I don't know if it was referring to the extinct Xuemen warriors, or the former criminals who were imprisoned in place by the prototype of the country at this time, or Xue Bancheng himself ?

After Xue Bancheng's faint voice fell, the old Bei'an King who was stepping forward in the void towards the high platform of the Jinluan Hall slightly tilted his head, glanced at the former, a half-smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then the old prince clenched his hands Looking at the old and the old Xuan not far away, the old and majestic voice continued to sound:

"Under the avenue, the course of history is the result of the choice of the times. The previous dynasty of your Ying family lasted nearly ten thousand years and was once extremely prosperous. Why do some people just want to do such nasty things because they are not satisfied?

"There has been a saying in our practice world since ancient times. If you are inferior to others, you are willing to bow down. Since you lose, you should accept it, instead of hiding underground like now, dreaming of the spring and autumn dream of restoring the country."

After the words fell, the old Bei'an King happened to step on the 99-step high platform, and then he stopped, looking at the large pillars of the coiling dragon that propped up the entire space in the entire hall, and in the eyes of the thunder and lightning, there was Contempt, with disdain, the voice continued to roll out:

"Don't you think that relying on the Nine Dragon Pillar can prop up the glory of the past that has completely fallen? That's too naive, because these pillars are too fragile."

After finishing his speech, the old Bei'an King waved his Thunder Blood Halberd lightly towards the front, and the bloody thunder reappeared in the void, like the blades cut out, directly across the four huge Panglong pillars in front of him, piercing howling After the thunder, the four golden pillars were directly cut off in the middle and slid down.

After losing the support of the Coiling Dragon Pillar, the ground above half of the Golden Luan Hall suddenly began to tilt and fall, and the shaking in the hall became more violent, and then one huge rock after another fell down, reaping the lives of the former criminals below.

After cutting off the four dragon pillars, the old King Bei'an continued to lift his legs, and walked along the steps towards the golden dragon chair on the high platform. Looking at the chair carved with flying dragons, the old man's eyes were deep. Uncontrollable anger, and then he raised his halberd again, and not far away, two dragon pillars were cut off, and the entire Golden Luan Hall collapsed in a wider area, leaving only the high platform area still with support.

A large number of criminal monks who came to the hinterland of the snowfield from Shan Wenbai secretly crossed Chen Cang were smashed into minced meat by stones, which caused the eyes of the two great masters in the void to be filled with blood, and the corners of their eyebrows exploded with extreme anger. The two wanted to open their mouths and try to roar, but they seemed to be choked by their throats. They could only struggle frantically in the void, whimpering.

"Noisy!"

The old King Bei'an continued to walk towards the dragon chair without turning his head. He just stretched out his right hand and patted down lightly. Immediately, a red hand of heaven and earth composed of blood and thunder appeared in the embryonic form of the entire kingdom, and directly moved Elder Xuan and the other two hit the ground, and the place where they fell was not far from Xue Bancheng.

Xue Bancheng quickly huddled his whole body into a ball to resist the aftermath of the strong energy. After the deafening roar, he slowly got up and saw two people lying on the ground that was cracked like a spider's web. A dying old man.

Xue Bancheng climbed up from the ground, while his head was still buzzing, the old voice of the old Bei'an king directly rang in his ears:

"Xue Bancheng, kill them. These are two great masters. If you kill them, it will probably be recorded in the annals of history. This is also my reward for leading you."

The old Bei'an king's voice fell, the expression on Xue Bancheng's handsome face changed slightly, and then he was a little puzzled, then he raised his head and glanced at the old Bei'an king above, his expression returned to solemnity, and he grabbed the old Bei'an king from the ground. The dagger fell, the whole person stood up slowly, and limped towards the two people who were smashed on the ground.

Xue Bancheng walked very slowly, although his steps were staggering, but extremely steady, then he walked up to the first elderly figure, looked down, and the face under the black robe of the figure below gradually became clear, it turned out to be an extremely old man The old woman, perhaps stayed in the extreme northern snowfield for too long, this person's skin was bloodless and pale, and because of the serious injury, blood foamed from the mouth.

The old woman's eyes were a bit dim, she stared at Xue Bancheng's face, her eyes were flickering, but then Xue Bancheng narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched the dagger tightly, mobilized the strength of her whole body, and directly pierced it into the old woman's neck, and then Twist hard.

The whole movement was fast and ruthless, no matter how high the old woman's previous cultivation level was, when her neck was pierced, all that was left was a violent shaking of her whole body, accompanied by the sound of spitting blood.

Hot blood spattered Xue Bancheng's face, but he remained unmoved, got up and went to the side of Elder Xuan who was lying on his back, and squatted down slowly again.

But this time, Xue Bancheng stared at Elder Xuan's old face with an extremely complicated expression, because if you look carefully, you will find that Xue Bancheng's face is [-]% similar to Elder Xuan.

"I know you, according to seniority, I should call you grandpa."

Xue Bancheng's voice was very soft, but after it rang in Elder Xuan's ears, the latter's body lying on the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the entire eyes began to emit a fierce brilliance of survival.

"The old prince once asked me, since I know there is a close relative down there, why did I bring him down?"

Xue Bancheng put his whole body down, and then whispered into Elder Xuan's ear, and after he paused for a few breaths, the voice came out again:

"I told him that things like blood can't bring shelter in the snowy field, but only hurt. Since you have never acknowledged me, then each other, in my opinion, the so-called blood and kinship have never been equated .

"Grandpa, this is the first time we meet, and it will be the last time, so we don't want to see you off."

After the words fell, a steady hand sent the dagger into Elder Xuan's heart.

"You boy, how brave you are!"

Amid the roaring admiration of the old prince, Xue Bancheng killed the two great masters in the underground Golden Luan Hall!

Chapter 0841

As Xue Bancheng said, sometimes blood and kinship cannot be simply equated.

For countless years in the vast land of Shenzhou, close relatives have turned against each other, and there are many things where two people who have no blood relationship depend on each other for fate. However, it is undeniable that blood inheritance is the most primitive and instinctive bond of life under the avenue.

Therefore, listening to Xue Bancheng's words in his ears, the old Bei'an King, who was slowly walking towards the dragon chair on the high platform of the Jinluan Hall with a halberd in his hand, suddenly stopped, and then he seemed to have aged a lot, even his originally tall and straight back , also suddenly bent for a few minutes, and turned into a really gray-haired old man.

Tiger poison doesn't even eat babies, but the old King Bei'an came to Liuli City in the extreme northern snowfield this time to kill people.

He has killed too many people since he stepped into this golden palace, but the most important one has not been seen yet.

There are 99 high steps in the Golden Luan Hall, which symbolizes the culmination of the emperor’s heaven. The old Bei’an King’s mind was very heavy, so he walked very slowly. Every step he took was a kind of torment for this old man who has fought in the battlefield for nearly a hundred years. .

At the same time, on the other side of the Golden Luan Hall, deep in the aisle, after the roar, roar, and impact gradually subsided, in a corner of the dark room, the young figure huddled in the corner slowly raised the dragon scales. The densely covered heads are staring at the ray of light at the end of the road in the distance.

There is confusion, bewilderment, and doubt in the eyes of this figure.

The Nine Dragons Locking the Sky Formation that originally trapped him had already lost its effect because the entire main formation was smashed into pieces by King Bei'an with a halberd. Therefore, at this time, Shanzi could walk out of this dark room at will, but how could he? He didn't go, neither left nor walked towards the Golden Luan Hall, but stretched out his hand and tightly covered his right eye, showing pain on his face.

Since just now, his right eye has started to sting violently, as if a thunderbolt gathered in his eyes, and at the same time, accompanied by his heart beating violently at an extremely fast frequency, a wave of fear that began to tremble in the depths of his soul began to surge upwards out.

Then Shanzi covered his increasingly hot right eye, stood up panting, and continued to stare at the secret passage leading to the Golden Temple with his left eye with golden dragon pupils. A vague shadow appeared on the side of Shanzi, He stretched out his hand to support his still trembling body, that was his mirror man.

In Shanzi's heart, apart from throbbing, there was a call from the depths of his blood, which was similar to the complicated and disturbed emotions of an orphan who is about to meet his biological parents suddenly. Then this ill-fated young man, Lifting his feet lightly, he took a step forward, but a cold voice sounded from in front of Shanzi:

"I promised Guan Zhengqing that I will protect you completely. I don't care if those people outside are dead, but you are the only one who can't have any accidents. Outside is one of the three kings of Daxia, the king of Bei'an, the god of killing in the northern border, Jiangyu, here In front of Daxiu, I can't protect you, so you have to think clearly about whether you want to get out of this dark room."

After the voice fell, with only his left arm left, Yunyan Tuoba in white appeared in the secret passage, blocking Shanzi's body, and then he looked at the half-man, half-dragon in front of him, and even the flashing red thunder Shanzi has complicated eyes.

In a sense, Shanzi is undergoing a very painful transformation, and there are two directions of transformation, the dragon of the orthodox blood of the Ying clan, and the person of the thunder blood of the Jiang clan of Bei'an Wang.

But at this time, this transformation has reached the most critical period, Shanzi can no longer suppress the changes in his entire body, he can only choose one of them.

Choose one of two extremely overbearing bloodlines, either become a dragon soaring into the sky, or become the person in charge of thunder!

"I guess Guan Zhengqing definitely didn't tell you that. The reason why he or my nominal father, Shan Wenbai, lured King Bei'an to the Extreme North Snowfield was to force me to make a final choice. I actually know it very well, but I never imagined that after a big rebellion like yours, you would still have a heart of compassion, I don't need your pity, because this is destined."

In Shanzi's voice, there is both a hoarseness like a dragon's roar, and a young and handsome boy like a human race boy. The two are mixed together, as if two people spoke at the same time, which is extremely strange, and then the crooked Shanzi slowly Slowly stopped and straightened his body, and continued to speak:

"Besides, the higher the practitioner's cultivation base, the more he has a deep sense of blood. Therefore, in this extremely desolate extreme northern snowfield, I can't escape. This is a must-have, isn't it?"

After Shanzi's voice fell, Yun Tuoba, who had delicate features and complicated eyes, didn't speak again, but moved away slightly, revealing the secret passage behind him.

"Thank you."

Shanzi raised his hand, bowed lightly in front of him as a thank you, and then, with the support of the man in the mirror, walked down the long dark passage step by step towards the light emitted by the Golden Luan Hall.

"This dragon chair was under the buttocks of the former emperor of the Ying family for nearly ten thousand years. The Yin Ruins were burned by the fire of the sun for nearly three years. The world believed that this dragon chair was destroyed by the fire of heaven, but they never thought that it would be To be able to travel such a distance and come to the northernmost part of the vast land of Shenzhou is really a trick of good fortune.”

On the high platform of the Jinluan Hall, the old King Bei'an lowered his head and stared at the dragon chair in front of him, which once symbolized the supreme glory. His voice sounded faintly, but even so, the old prince's eyes didn't have much meaning. He sighed, and then he spoke again to the panting Xue Bancheng not far behind him:

"There are 99 steps on the high platform of the Golden Luan Hall. The former courtiers knelt below, each of them had to stretch their necks and raise their heads high to see the people on the dragon chair. Over time, no matter who is sitting on the dragon chair The one on top, or the one kneeling on the bottom, has changed completely.

"The collapse of the building did not happen overnight. It is better to destroy this chair."

After the old prince finished speaking, he raised the halberd full of blood and thunder in his hand, with a solemn face, and swung it vigorously. After a burst and roar, the halberd directly crossed a trajectory that pierced the void, and headed straight for the dragon chair in front of him. fall down.

But when the thunder and blood halberd was only a finger away from the dragon chair, the right hand of King Bei'an stopped firmly on the spot, motionless, and then the old man in a black robe slowly straightened up. Body, turned to look to the side, looked up.

"Tap, tap, tap."

Slow and slight footsteps sounded from an intersection on the side, and then under the watchful eyes of Old Bei'an and Xue Bancheng, a tall and straight young voice slowly stepped out of the shadows.

The appearance of the person who came gradually became clear. The old prince's stalwart body made of thunder shook imperceptibly, and then a faint voice sounded on the high platform of the hall:

"You want to smash this dragon chair, which symbolizes the last glory of the Ying family, are you also determined to kill me who has the last orthodox blood of the Ying family?

"Father?"

Chapter 0842 Do you want to give it a try?

Someone once said that every gathering in the world is arranged by God, but it has been a long, long time since father and son who have the same bloodline meet for the first time under such circumstances, which inevitably makes people rush to good fortune. Funny, bursts of heartache.

The old Bei'an king killed his wife with tears in his eyes in fact, it happened nearly a year ago, and now the Shanzi standing in front of him still looks like a boy, because he was just born, and he was directly frozen by the magical power until Guan Zhengqing was born. , and then unsealed by the great national teacher Shan Wenbai, and began to formally grow up as the former.

Shanzi's disfigured face in the Nanman War was now covered with pieces of golden scales, making him standing under the gilded light of the Golden Temple at this time, his face was ferocious, neither human nor ghost, but his bloody thunder was raging. The right eye, as well as the resonance generated by the flow of Jiang's blood, told Jiang Yu very clearly that this was his heir.

This trip to the extreme northern snowfield made Bei'an Wang's rosy and smooth skin very obviously covered with wrinkles and dark spots, and even his gray hair turned a little gray, and his whole person took on a sense of despondency.

Half-human, half-dragon and Mu Qi are in the most direct state of the father and son who met in the underground of Liuli City.

After Shan Zi's steady inquiry, the old Bei'an King put away the thunder blood halberd that was about to hit the golden dragon chair, and did not respond. Instead, he looked at the former for a long time with his hands behind his back, and then said lightly:

"You don't look like your mother, she was very beautiful at that time, your appearance is a bit ordinary, and you are not as handsome as my Jiang family."

"I only have one mother. She is an ordinary woman who has worked hard all her life. Therefore, I have an ordinary appearance, so it makes sense."

Shanzi's eyes were full of nostalgia, because the woman in the small courtyard in the middle of Shenjing City once gave him the most meticulous care and the most beautiful warmth in the world, and then he looked at King Bei'an deeply and complicatedly. eyes, continued to speak:

"You, King Bei'an, are older than I thought."

"The most powerful supernatural power in this world is time, and the old man can't resist it naturally, so I also want to do something before being buried."

After finishing speaking, the old prince put away the Thunder Blood Halberd held in his right hand, raised his hand softly and waved at the mountain in front of him, and continued to speak softly:

"Come on, it's the first time you and I want to see each other, so we should have a chat."

As soon as the words fell, Shanzi showed a little surprise on his face, and even Yunyan Tuoba, who was watching the high platform of the Jinluan Hall with bated breath in the secret passage beside him, had an expression of surprise. And decisively, he might kill Shanzi immediately when he comes up, completely cut off the last bloodline of the previous Ying family, and understand the grievances that have lasted for a whole hundred years.

"It seems that I still underestimated the instinct that belongs to my father. Maybe Guan Zhengqing is doing this, and he is also betting!"

The sound of muttering to himself sounded from Yun Yan Tuoba's sea of ​​consciousness, and then a slight melancholy appeared in his eyes, because he had no father since he was a child, and he had no father's love. In his life, some Just guns.

On the high platform of the Golden Luan Hall, after the old prince waved, Shan Zi did not hesitate for too long, and then slowly raised his feet forward, gradually approaching the old man who was not showing any signs of momentum.

The old Bei'an king was also Shan Zi's biological father, and as he walked forward, the throbbing that belonged to the fetters deep in the blood became more and more intense, and finally Shan Zi stood quietly in front of the old Bei'an king.

The tall and straight Shanzi was about half a head taller than the old King Bei'an, which made the old prince nod after looking him up and down carefully. On the ground of the high platform beside him, he opened his mouth and said:

"Come on, sit down and talk, your boy's height is consistent with the identity of your other half of the Ying clan. You must know that the Ying clan back then was famous for their tallness, and even women were generally taller than other human clans. For the rest of our fourteenth families, only the Liang family can compare with him in terms of height."

The voice of the old prince did not have the slightest sternness, just like a gentle old man, talking about homework and sighing about life, so Shanzi who was also sitting on the ground leaning on the golden dragon chair, one gold and one red were very different. In his eyes, a look of bewilderment appeared again, and then the old prince's old voice sounded in his ears again:

"Son, what's your name?"

The old prince, who was traveling all the way in the desolate snowy field, was extremely closed to outside news at this time, so he didn't recognize Shanzi, a traitor who was already wanted by Daxia, so he asked this question, and Shanzi beside him heard about it. Afterwards, he looked down at the golden-golden ground below him, and responded softly: