I Know This Lady

"Wait, let's die honestly." Mo Xiu laughed wildly as he looked at the helpless appearance of the monks.

At this moment, the large formation that was filled with stars suddenly changed its formation.

The power of the stars that suppressed the monks dissipated, making all the monks heave a sigh of relief.

They looked at this inexplicable formation, and saw the countless black dragon flags changing on their own, forming an extremely strange formation.

"This, what is this?" The cultivator looked at the center of the large formation in amazement, and a teleportation formation suddenly appeared.

Then came the whistling sound of swallowing mountains and rivers, and countless black armored cavalry riding flaming horses galloped out from it.

"I am invincible!" The roar shook the faces of the monks on both sides pale, and looked at the black armored cavalry with doubts.

"Which side of the Terran Dynasty's army is this?" Jiang Qianjun looked at the black cavalry and asked in astonishment.

He saw that every soldier had the cultivation base of Yuan Ying or even Dong Xu, and they combined to produce some kind of more powerful power.

Tens of thousands of cavalry surrounded the monks and demon cultivators, and those black dragon flags fell on the horses of some cavalrymen, which seemed particularly harmonious.

"Death but not life!" Before everyone calmed down, another loud slogan sounded.

Accompanied by the flickering of the teleportation burst, a group of soldiers in dark red armor appeared in the large formation.They held big guns and stood in the air.Guarding on both sides of the big array, it seems to be waiting for someone.

"Congratulations to the emperor!" Everyone knelt on the ground, and the sound was like a roaring wave.

Under everyone's eyes, a woman wearing a black and red star gown slowly walked down the sky.

She looked down at the earth, as if looking at her own country.

"Here, it will belong to Da Ying."

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Chapter 31 Who is Jiang Chen

"I don't know which human king your Excellency is?" Hearing Ying Wanqing's words, the middle-aged cultivator walked out from among the many confused cultivators and saluted her.

The five human states have a vast area, and there are not a few powerful dynasties among them.Some dynasties have a heritage no less than that of the major immortals, and even the powerful are still on them.

As for the emperors of the dynasty, the monks called them human kings, which meant the emperors of the human race.

The woman in front of him was obviously the emperor of a certain dynasty. He saw that those who were wearing armor and sharpening were the mainstays of each immortal gate.

"My emperor is the emperor who won the big victory." Beside the empress, the woman dressed in white fur said gracefully.

She holds a jade flower folding fan in her hand, with a pretty face and a smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"I also ask you to have a talk with the emperor." The white-furred woman motioned, and the soldiers with guns surrounded the crowd.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he was relieved to know that the other party had no intention of hurting others.

When he saw the Empress just now, he could feel that her strength was bottomless, even if he was already half-step immortal, he would not dare to say that he could take a round under the opponent.

If this Empress had malicious intentions, I am afraid that everyone present would die.

"Since this is the case, Yuan Mou should be respectful rather than obedient." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully again and replied with a smile on his face.

He saw that in mid-air, a huge royal city slowly emerged.

The floating giant city covers the sky and the sun, falling on the sky like a god's domain.

"Please." The woman in white fur smiled.

"I don't know how Mr. Yuan is called?" The middle-aged man could see that the white-furred woman had an extraordinary position among the group, so he asked her humbly.

"My name is Xuanyi." The white-furred woman responded.

"It turned out to be Mr. Xuan."

"polite."

With that said, the group walked towards the royal city surrounded by countless soldiers.

Several demon cultivators wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but they were pierced by the cavalry galloping forward before they could take a few steps.

The five cavalry formed an impact formation, and with one blow, the Mahayana demon cultivator died tragically under the horse's hooves.

Jiang Qianjun and many monks were shocked by the strength of the other party, and they were also extremely curious about the offensive formation formed by the cavalry.

They don't know what will happen next, but seeing that the cavalry are so strong, everyone is honest.

"I don't know what kind of mentality this king has, I can only hope that she is a benevolent king." Jiang Qianjun sighed.

When all the monks stood in the big win palace, their strength against the big win was a little higher.

The middle-aged man looked at the picture of mountains and rivers behind the Empress, which was clearly a magic weapon of a certain fairy level.And this kind of magic weapon is hung on the wall like this, which makes middle-aged people feel a dull pain in their hearts.

"It's too wasteful, isn't it?!"

"Please come here, I also have something I want to ask you." Ying Wanqing sat on the throne and said calmly as she looked at the people below.

"I wonder if anyone is willing to answer my question?"

"Yuan is willing." The middle-aged man stood up and said calmly.

"I don't know what His Majesty the King wants to know?"

"I see that you are a smart person. You should know what I want to ask." The Empress smiled. "Excuse me, what's the situation in this world?"

She stared at the middle-aged man, Diwei Haohao, making the middle-aged man a little breathless.

The middle-aged man calmed himself for a moment, straightened up and looked at Ying Wanqing, and then said aloud.

"King Huiren, this place is called Nanyu. It's a human race..."

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, not at a loss because of Ying Wanqing's coercion.

"You are very good, I admire you very much." Ying Wanqing looked at the middle-aged man and expressed her approval.

"Can this world have a human emperor?"

"The emperor is long gone."

"How can the human race be without an emperor for a day! Since I am here, I am the emperor of this world! I will protect the safety of the people of the world."

Ying Wanqing despised everyone, and no one dared to say no.

The holy majesty of the emperor is like the abyss and sea, even the demon cultivator who has seen the venerable is shocked by this.

The hall could hear the needle falling silently, Ying Wanqing asked again after thinking for a while.

"Do you know there is a person named Jiang Chen?"

"Jiang Chen?"

"Who is Jiang Chen?" The middle-aged man was puzzled, and the other cultivators looked at each other in disbelief.

Only Jiang Qianjun and Qingyun Palace cultivator heard this, and both wondered if the Empress was looking for Jiang Chen they knew.

It's just that that kid hasn't done any serious business on weekdays, so how could he have anything to do with the emperor of this other world.

Thinking that it shouldn't be Jiang Chen from Qingyun Palace, they didn't make a sound.

"Haven't you heard of it?" Ying Wanqing looked at the crowd.

She didn't believe that someone like Jiang Chen would be unknown, she had a hunch that he would appear.

"I also ask the king to forgive me, I really haven't heard of it." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"Really?" Ying Wanqing was a little disappointed.

"I do know that the grandson of Jiang Qianjun of Qingyun Palace is called Jiang Chen, and I don't know if it is the person His Majesty is looking for."

The red-haired old man in the magic repair stood up, looked at Ying Wanqing and said with a naive smile.

"It's just that the kid is a playboy. I don't think His Majesty may know him either."

"The grandson of Jiang Qianjun? Can Jiang Qianjun be here?" Ying Wanqing looked at the crowd with interest when she heard Mo Xiu's words.

"Jiang Qianjun is here." Seeing that the empress was looking for him, Jiang Qianjun stood up without hesitation.

Their lives are now in the hands of this empress, and if they can survive, they will fight for one more point.

"Jiang Mou does have a grandson named Jiang Chen. It's just that this child likes to fight all day long and doesn't like to practice cultivation.

"Can others be here?" Ying Wanqing asked.

"My grandson..." Jiang Qianjun thought of Jiang Chen and felt that it was unlikely that he would survive.How could these demon cultivators let him live without blinking an eye.

What's more, the black-robed woman seemed to have great malice towards Jiang Chen, presumably the grandson at this moment...

Thinking of this, Jiang Qianjun couldn't help the old man cry.

He looked at Ying Wanqing sadly and said, "I'm afraid my grandson has already been poisoned by these demonic thieves, and his life will go to Youquan."

"He died?" Ying Wanqing frowned slightly and asked unhappily.

"It's these demonic thieves!" Jiang Qianjun looked at the demon cultivator with hatred. "If it weren't for them, how could my grandson die!"

When the demon cultivators heard Jiang Qianjun's words and saw the Empress's increasingly cold eyes, they all panicked.

"Old man Jiang, don't talk nonsense!"

"How could your grandson die! We didn't kill him!"

"That's right, that's right! Don't wrong a good person!"

The demon cultivators were outraged and accused Jiang Qianjun of slandering people.

"If my grandson is not dead, where is he now?!" Jiang Qianjun was a little surprised when he heard the words of these magic cultivators.

"Your grandson should be in His Holiness's Kunlun Hall now. I think His Excellency is [-]% interested in your grandson. How could he be in trouble."

"Where is the Kunlun Palace?" Ying Wanqing asked.

The magic cultivators immediately pointed out the location of the Kunlun Hall, and without the slightest hesitation, told the secret of entering the temple formation, for fear that something would happen to them later.

The monks looked at this group of perfidious cultivators with contempt, disdain for them to betray their master so quickly.

The cultivators felt that the cultivators did not know what to do, and they thought that this group of cultivators with brain problems did not know what it means to be a man of current affairs, and only by living can there be hope of soaring.

When the man dies, there is nothing left.

"So, go to Kunlun Hall immediately." Ying Wanqing said neatly.

"Yes!"