Human Emperor Ban, Dragon Pattern Golden Coffin, Li Jinghong...

These keywords are linked together, and Shi Siming seems to have realized something.

"Is it his ancestor's strong man? And it's very likely from the Tang Dynasty!"

During the Tang Dynasty, there were 21 emperors in total and 289th year of the country.

"There is a high probability that it is one of these twenty-one emperors!"

Shi Siming figured out Li Jinghong's trump card.

"The person has been put into the coffin, so what's the use of no matter how beautiful he was at the beginning?

At this time, I was awakened only by a broken body, and at most I could win a high-star general.

Do you expect the dead to fight against my millions of demon soldiers?

Do you expect the dead to release your demon clan from a hundred thousand mountains?"

Shi Siming's face turned gloomy and clear.

The unknown is fear. Since you have figured it out, the fear will disappear.

"Awakening in the golden coffin at this time is just like adding a powerful general.

If you hand over the soldiers of your demon clan to my brothers, you will unify the country and become emperor in the future, which is the day when your demon clan returns to the world.

I think you can tell whether the weight of the current emperor is or the weight of the historical emperor."

The dragon clan said that tea is cold when people walk.

A historical emperor in the coffin, even though he was a majestic in the past, was just a pawn in the present world.

Who would have thought that Ao Qiu smiled mysteriously?

"Contemporary emperors and historical emperors also depend on their weight.

I’m afraid you can’t compare to this person in the dragon pattern golden coffin.”

"Can't compare? Who is he among the twenty-one emperors? My brothers are in this world, but they are not as good as an ancient historical emperor?" An Lushan, who had been fully restored, shouted loudly.

He dared to use the entire Shengwu to make a move, attracting the top ten gold generals and a million six-star gold soldiers to the net.

With this alone, An Lushan could leave a brilliant mark in history books.

Regardless of whether such achievements are credit or fault.

His hero level will improve again.

Now a six-star golden high-level hero.

If the layout is successful this time, it is not impossible to characterize it as a top six-star golden hero!

When you reach this level, you are basically the top group in history.

"If you eat more than 2 million Chinese golden troops in the battlefield to the power, you can also touch the realm of the Seven Star Divine Color!"

An Lushan and Shi Siming have their own little abacus.

If this small abacus is successful.

Then, if you capture Zhongzhou Wanli in the future, you will be able to take the food in your pocket.

So if you can avoid consuming soldiers now, don’t consume them.

After all, such a big plan has been arranged.

Xia Yu solved the problem and the unlucky thing Li Jinghong ran out again.

Fortunately, I have some friendship and interests with the demon clan, so let’s see if it can be explained.

Looking at An Lushan's arrogant look with his head held high and his big belly.

Ao Qiu smiled and opened his white teeth.

"You can't compare to you."

"It's worth moving!"

"You can't compare to you."

"It's worth moving!"

"It's really not comparable to moving!"

"It's really comparable!"

"I say I don't understand, I don't understand!"

"It's worth moving!"

......

......

It lasts for a long time.

An Lushan and Shi Siming glanced at each other.

The deep bonds made them immediately understand what each other was thinking.

An Lushan and Ao Qiu went back and forth, and said one by one.

Just as Ao Qiu looked disgusted and was about to give up the bickering, there was a loud noise in the sky.

Bang!

A lightning bolt as thick as An Lu's waist fell from the sky and slashed on the dragon-patterned golden coffin.

This scene made Ao Qiu and Li Jinghong, who had not reacted at all, widen their eyes.

Shi Siming, who controlled everything, showed a mysterious and inexplicably confident smile.

He faced everyone's surprise gaze and shook the white whisk.

boom!

Endless stout purple thunder submerged the dragon-patterned golden coffin.

In the dazzling white light, you can only see the thick chains on the dragon-patterned golden coffin on the edge of the broken.

It took a full quarter of an hour, and the lightning increased instead of decreasing.

In the end, even the thick chains were blocked and nothing could be seen.

But everyone heard a crisp sound of steel breaking.

The moment the chain broke, the purple thunder in the sky disappeared without a trace.

A majestic voice came from the black smoke.
Chapter completed!