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Qi Xuandao said: "It turns out that apart from the blood essence of the real dragon, there should be other treasures in the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor. There must be no secrets of the Great Qin Dynasty."

The old man Shifang nodded and said, "However, that imperial mausoleum is not a brothel Chu Pavilion that you can come and go whenever you want. Anyone who dares to enter it will probably not be able to escape a bloody disaster."

Qi Xuandao heard this, but did not speak.

The old man in Shifang looked at the distant sky, as if he wanted to see the mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor through the blue sky, "There is no Qin Taizu in that imperial mausoleum, but the Dragon Guard of the Great Qin Dynasty brought the last Great Qin Emperor with him when he died. Entered the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor."

"As for the last Great Qin Emperor, he has a different secret."

When Qi Xuandao heard this, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking: "What secret?"

Elder Shifang said: "He is the first grand master whose mind has been invaded by evil spirits, and he is also the only one so far."

Qi Xuandao said in surprise: "What does the teacher mean, he might still be alive?"

Elder Shifang shook his head, "It's more terrifying than being alive."

Yujing City, the railing outside the Imperial Study Room.

Zhao Zhiwu, Emperor of Great Yan, looked up at the sky, and in the imperial study room behind him, the purple aura was boiling, as if it had turned into a dragon shape, roaring at the real dragon aura emerging from the north.

An era has its master, and an era has its emperor.

There are no two tigers in one mountain, and there are no two saints in the world. This is an eternal truth.

At this moment, the old eunuch who had been in the imperial palace for decades was extremely shocked in his heart, "Such a powerful true dragon aura appeared in the north. Could it be that Zong Zhenghua Chunzhen has the fate of a real dragon emperor?"

Lu Guoyong on the side shook his head and said, "This real dragon spirit comes from Daqin."

"Da Qin!?"

The white-browed eunuch raised his eyebrows. A dynasty that had been destroyed long ago still had such a strong spirit of a real dragon?

Lu Guoyong said: "There is an imperial mausoleum in the Great Qin Dynasty, in which almost all the remains of the emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty are buried. Such a huge gathering of real dragon auras and overflowing will create such an astonishing vision."

Zhao Zhiwu took a deep breath and said, "It seems that Zongzheng Huachun has found the tomb of the Great Qin Dynasty."

Zongzheng Huachun has already obtained a clone of the ray of the earth's veins, and now if he gets the treasure of the emperor's mausoleum again, then Zongzheng Huachun's promotion to the Grand Master is almost a certainty

"Lu Gong!"

Zhao Zhiwu looked at Lu Guoyong and said, "Do you think Zongzheng Huachun can survive if I take action now?"

When Bai Meitai listened to this, he couldn't help but stand up.

Lu Guoyong leaned over and said, "If His Majesty takes action personally, Zongzheng Huachun definitely has no way out, but His Majesty may not be able to walk out of the Houjin Royal Court, and the current situation in the court still requires His Majesty to sit in charge. I hope His Majesty will think twice."

Zhao Zhiwu laughed loudly, "Of course I won't go to Houjin in person to test the danger myself."

The white-browed eunuch heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhao Zhiwu said: "Mr. Lu, do you know what I am most worried about now?"

Lu Guoyong said, "I don't know."

"You know, you just don't tell."

Zhao Zhiwu put his palm on the railing, and said quietly: "How can there be a prosperous dynasty in this world? It is already rare to be able to keep the foundation in my hands in this chaotic world."

Lu Guoyong nodded and said: "Your Majesty's words are true, but what we do now, let future generations judge."

Zhao Zhiwu said indifferently: "No matter what, this world of the Zhao family cannot be lost in my hands."

A set of round sunsets is close to the ridgeline of the desert, and the earth is darkened, revealing a layer of deep red. The waves of the desert supporting the setting sun seem to be solidified. At this moment, it is like a sleeping sea. A little light shines.

Following the movement, I saw a strong wind blowing on the desert, flying sand, the sky was dark, and there were whirlwinds on the desert, one by one, the yellow sand was rolled up so high that it was like a big smoke rising from the ground, blowing Spin and run across the desert.

The sand waves whizzed forward one by one, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer of the desert, and another layer.

Under the scorching sun, the desert rises with waves of heat that make it hard to even breathe.

Ouyang Ping said solemnly: "What a strong aura."

An Jing said, "Go and have a look."

Following the sound of a low growl from the black flood dragon, it turned into a black arc and headed towards the direction where the flying wind and sand swept in the distance.

Not long after, the black flood dragon came to the place where the wind and sand gathered.

There were two figures at the place where the strong wind was blowing. When An Jing took a closer look, a cold light appeared between his brows.

Judging by their attire, these two men were the masters of Daxueshan Dharma King.

"Black flood dragon!? Could it be a ghost swordsman?"

The expressions of the two Dharma Kings of Daxue Mountain changed when they heard the low roar of the black flood dragon.

Who in the world does not know that the black flood dragon is the mount of a ghost swordsman.

"An worshiper, we can't let these two go today."

Ouyang Ping's eyes turned cold, and then he straightened his body and rushed towards the two Dharma Kings of the Great Snow Mountain.

Ouyang Ping slashed at him with his palm.

The palm prints were printed in all directions, setting off a storm of dust all over the sky.

Boom!

The bald Dharma King on the left touched his waist with his palm, and then a long sword emerged and struck towards the palm print in front of him.

The sword glow and the palm print intersected in the air, and the extremely strong light shot towards the surroundings like a thousand arrows.

Ouyang Ping clapped his hands, and his true energy surged like a tide, and then gathered in front of him, forming a red seal.

"The post-gold barbarians deserve to die"

Ouyang Ping's zhenqi gathered towards the seal, and the seal was nourished by Yanxu's zhenqi and became stronger.

Roar!

Suddenly, there was a roar of a beast from the center of the printing method. The sound was deafening, as if it had turned into terrifying sound waves and spread out.

Ouyang Ping's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he clapped his palms.

The bald Dharma King's expression was extremely solemn, his hands were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, and the true energy in his whole body rushed towards the sword like a surging sea, and the sword gradually transformed into terrifying phantoms.

I saw the long sword waved forward, and a sword glow about several feet appeared in front of several people, rushing towards the giant beast.

Boom boom boom!

The several-foot sword light collided with the giant red beast brazenly, and then only the sound of shocking explosions was heard. From the center of the explosion, it was like a bursting sun, refracting several feet of light.

"Wow!"

The bald Dharma King felt as if his chest had been hit hard, and a mouthful of red blood sprayed out directly. The soles of his feet floated on the ground, and he quickly flew backwards, shouting, "Mo Yu, come and give me a helping hand!"

Seeing this, King Mo Yufa next to him moved his body, and a vast amount of true energy gathered.

"Second Elder, step back first." An Jing said flatly.

When Elder Ouyang heard this, he took a few steps back.

"Let's work together to push back the Ghost Swordsman first."

Mo Yufa King's body was high above the air, his hands were stretched out, and the golden light continuously circulated in his fingers, from which burst out a vajra domineering, indestructible power.

Crack the Sky Finger!

The index finger of King Mo Yufa's right hand pointed forward first, but then his right middle finger, ring finger, and little finger all pointed out one aurora, and his left hand also pointed out four auroras.

These eight aurora points are all in the same direction, forming a terrifying light in an instant, rushing towards An Jing.

Anjing's true energy gathered in the Suppressing Evil Sword, and a prehistoric aura emanated from it instantly, and a murderous intent to split the world emerged from the Suppressing Evil Sword.

coax!

The breath seemed to be like a torrent, with a magnificent momentum.

Originally, An Jing's cultivation base was not high, and he could not display too much power of the Suppressing Evil Sword, but now his cultivation base has reached the level of the Four Qi Grandmaster, and his cultivation base has long been extraordinary.

The fierceness of the Suppressing Evil Sword is constantly reappearing.

Facing the golden light, An Jing directly slashed at it.

Whoa!

A sword qi slashed down, and the originally terrifying golden light burst and dissipated instantly.

King Mo Yufa stepped back again and again, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, he struck with all his strength, but was broken by the ghost swordsman's sword.

The bald Dharma King saw that Mo Yu Dharma King was compelled by the move, and took advantage of the moment when An Jing was inconvenient to adjust his breath, and stabbed forward with the long sword in his hand.

coax!

With a seemingly simple stab, countless auras immediately surrounded him, and each aura was filled with surging true energy, as if he had been guided, he rushed towards An Jing.

An Jing looked at the halo flying all over the sky, his pupils moved slightly, but his footsteps did not retreat a step.

In the eyes of others, he seemed to have been dumbfounded and remained motionless.

The next moment, An Jing's pupils reflected the light of the halo, but at the moment when he saw the halo approaching, he suddenly stretched out his left fist.

boom!

With a punch, the terrifying starlight turned into a tumbling wave, surging out in an instant, sweeping across countless halos in front of him.

How horrifying and frightening it would be to practice the Great Zhou Tian Xing Chen Body Training Jue to the Great Perfection, this punch almost showed its power to its fullest.

Bang bang bang bang!

The wave of starlight rolled past, the air burst into piercing sounds, and the halos all dissipated.

I saw that the bald Dharma King's whole body was suddenly filled with blood and water scattered in the air.

With one punch, a second qi master exploded into blood mist.

"This is the strength of the ghost swordsman!?"

Jiang Renyi's face was full of astonishment, and her heart was trembling wildly.

Such a terrifying existence, Mo Yufa King's heart trembled violently, and his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

"Want to leave? It's late"

An Jing turned around and saw that King Mo Yufa was about to retreat, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slashed again with the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.

"puff!"

King Mo Yufa was shocked, knowing that An Jing was holding a peerless weapon in front of him, he quickly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Essence, blood and true energy seemed to fuse together, forming a golden mask. On the golden mask, gold and blood were flowing, with an indestructible feeling.

Clang!

An Jing slashed at the golden mask with a sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and terrifying storms even erupted from it.

Click!Click!

There seemed to be cracks in the golden mask, but it was never broken.

blocked!

King Mo Yufa narrowly escaped death, and he was overjoyed. When the next guest saw Mo Yufa King's face was as pale as paper, his hands were tightly covering his chest, his eyes were open angrily, and he was staring at An Jing.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

King Mo Yufa felt his heart beating crazily, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth, and the more he suppressed it with zhenqi, the faster it beat.

And the blood in his whole body was also circulating rapidly because of the crazy beating of his heart.

thump!

Fawang Mo Yu couldn't stand the abnormality in his body any longer, and fell to his knees directly.

At the same time, the beating of the heart became more and more violent, as if it was about to fly out in the next moment.

"puff!"

The next moment, a fountain of blood spurted out from King Mo Yufa's mouth, which was more than two feet high.

Finally, King Mo Yufa fell down.

"Gudong! Gudong!"

With just two moves, the two dharma kings of Daxue Mountain died and turned into lonely ghosts