The assassination of the emperor was shouted so loudly.

I'm afraid it's only Zhao Yang.

The ark felt the dazzling beams of light in the darkness, which was the release of the breath of many martial artists in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Fang Ark sensed it and compared himself, he found that these martial artists were still strong.

Not only are the accumulation of the human emperor's aura, their martial arts realm is much stronger than his Ark, especially Zhao Yang, the martial arts realm of the Five Elements realm, with a blazing breath as bright as the scorching sun.

However, Fang Ark did not underestimate himself. He has just become a martial artist now. Giving him enough time to accumulate growth and even surpass them. He has this confidence.

Of course, Ark was thinking about another question.

Why did Zhao Yang and other martial artists suddenly burst out of righteous indignation and shout loudly to assassinate the emperor?

This is not only the ark that is confused, but also the many disciples of the martial arts palace on the mountain road.

"Maybe...is it because of the Qingzhou Conference?"

Fang Zhou Siqing was filled with a possibility.

It probably is something related to the Qingzhou Conference.

Shaking his head, Fang Ark no longer cared about the bursting aura. He continued to walk on the mountain road, walking between the steles and huts, unraveling the martial arts stele, and gathering the human emperor's aura.

He now has the thirty-sixth stele of the stele and is qualified to climb the human emperor wall.

However, Fang Zhou felt that he could continue to unravel the monument. Perhaps he could unravel all the eighty-one monuments, collect the martial arts in it, and accumulate all the human emperor's aura.

If all the human emperor energy is successfully gathered, his Ark's martial arts cultivation will definitely reach the peak of the Liangyi Realm.

As for the impact on the Three Talent Realm, Fang Ark was not very sure, because he had not yet comprehended what the Three Talents meant.

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The Seventeenth Stele House.

After Lu Ci finished martial arts, she suddenly opened her eyes and suddenly felt her whole body sweating.

I felt a throbbing in my heart for no reason, as if something bad was about to happen.

Coupled with Zhao Yang's roar, it tore the silence of the night, making Lu Ci even more uneasy. She looked at the Xianting Pavilion in the middle of the mountain and felt that her heart was heavy as if a stone was pressed on.

"Why did Master Zhao Yang shout to kill the emperor? Is it something that happened to the Qingzhou Conference?"

"My father and mother have gone to Qingzhou... nothing will happen, right?"

Lu Ci was panicked and a little uneasy.

She recalled what she had encountered on the Xichen Bridge. In the Xichen Bridge, she saw the dilapidated Qingzhou, the countless dead human races, and the bones of her father were not cold...

The scene that looked like a nightmare had been deeply impacting her heart.

Because it was the picture seen on the dust-clearing bridge, Lu Ci just regarded it as an illusion at first, but now, she felt more and more that this picture... wouldn't be a warning, right?

The dust-washing bridge, wash away the vulgarity of the world, that picture... maybe it is the last chaotic entanglement between myself and the world?

Lu Ci's thoughts were full of thoughts. Her beautiful face raised and she looked at the Xianting Pavilion in the middle of the mountain. She couldn't get the answer.

"Dad, mom...you must be fine."

"Ci'er is about to become a martial artist! You said you should see Ci'er promising with your own eyes!"

Lu Ci bit her lip.

She turned her head, looked at the stone paths of the black mountain, looked at the stele huts in the night wind, took a deep breath, and continued to climb the ladder.

She wants to become a martial artist!

If she became a martial artist, her parents would definitely be proud of her!

When my parents return from Qingzhou, they will be very happy to hear the good news.

My daughter is no longer as useless as before!

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A half-mountain pavilion.

Zhao Yang was so angry that he couldn't control his own aura.

He is really angry!

The dog emperor actually planned to sign such a humiliating treaty.

Where is the bottom line?!

To the people of Qingzhou, it is equivalent to pushing Qingzhou to hell. The cruelty of the ghost clan towards the human race is beyond doubt, because the ghost clan needs flesh and blood and food for practice.

Does that dog emperor even know about this?

The most important thing is that in this Qingzhou Conference, the tribes did not take the human race seriously at all, and did not discuss post-war negotiations at the same level.

The purpose of the powerful tribes such as the gods, immortals, and ghosts is to divide the defeated demons, but also to divide the human race!

"I'm so angry!"

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth, and the sword energy on his body appeared and almost broke through the dark clouds in the sky.

In the pavilion, there was not just Zhao Yang.

Martialists all have hope for the rise of human race. If there is no hope, they will never become martial artists.

When they learned the news, they were also a little confused.

Emperor Daqing refreshed the lower limit again and again, shocking their eyes.

Even Kang Wu from the Martial Arts Palace was silent at this moment, pinching his beard and shook his head and sighing.

Zhao Yang looked at the martial artsists in the Martial Arts Palace coldly: "The court... this is the bullshit court in the world today!"

"Isn't it a shame for your Martial Arts Palace to serve such an imperial court? Are you right the human emperor aura you have taken?!"

Kangwu and the martial artists in the Wudao Palace never spoke because they were indeed inappropriate.

The parrot is still reading the newspaper and reports all the detailed information in the newspaper Daqing Palace.

In the pavilion, I soon fell into silence.

Pei Tongsi drank tea silently, drinking cup by cup, as if drinking wine.

Use tea instead of wine, and use wine to drown your sorrows.

Zhao Yang stood up, swinging in the night breeze, and constantly paced in the pavilion.

Xie Gutang, the director of Yunlu Academy with white hair and beard, stroked his beard gently and felt a lot of emotion.

"Duke Lu refused to sign this humiliating treaty at the Qingzhou Conference, and even scolded all the tribes on the spot, which is a true role model for us."

"With Duke Lu in Qingzhou, he will definitely not easily trade the ghost clan. Although the emperor agreed to sign the contract, the representative of the human race in Qingzhou is Duke Lu."

"Mr. Lu will definitely not sign."

A martial artist from the Martial Arts Palace said.

"The emperor is far away, with Duke Lu's temperament, he will definitely ignore the emperor's stupid decision."

"Yes!" Zhao Yang's eyes lit up and he responded.

Xie Gutang's eyes were deep: "Besides... Cao Man would not agree. Although this person compromised and advocated preparing for war and appeasement of foreign races, he would not go to war with other races for the time being, but... Cao Man has the bottom line of being born into a human being in his heart."

"Cao Thief?" Zhao Yang looked over.

"I don't believe it!"

"Anyway, as a great master, Cao Zhei was very sad to assist the dog emperor! I don't think he was happy! If I had enough strength, I would have to stab him with a sword!"

Zhao Yang's temper has risen, and he is tempted by the sky, earth and air.

Xie Gutang stroked his beard and had long known Zhao Yang's bad temper, but he didn't care: "Cao Man, he still has plans. He knows more secrets than you."

As soon as these words were spoken, many martial artists in the pavilion were stunned.

Pei Tongsi frowned slightly and said, "Thank you, can you solve your doubts?"

Xie Gutang looked at the night in the mountains, his eyes were deep, and said, "You should know that Cao Man had come to Yunlu Academy once and wanted to return the Human Emperor Wall to the Martial Arts Palace?"

"But he also explained the reason to me. He said that the human race needs to give birth to the strongest people, who can compete with the highest existences such as the Supreme Lord God of the Gods, the Immortal Emperors, the Ghost Ancestors, etc. He needs to concentrate resources to build such a strong person."

"I didn't agree, so he took the wall, so I defeated him a thousand feet."

In the pavilion, everyone was silent and listened quietly to Xie Gutang's answers to his doubts.

Xie Gutang took a sip of cold tea with deep eyes: "Cao Man said that he cannot rely on the protection of the rules of the Human Emperor. If one day the rules of the Human Emperor disperse, the top foreign races can freely step into the human race realm, and will inevitably lead the clans to launch a general attack, destroy the human race realm, and let the clans destroy the clans."

"So, the human race needs to be self-reliant, and the strongest one needs to be born to fight against the top foreigners' strongest beings."

In the pavilion, the atmosphere suddenly became much more serious.

Even Zhao Yang, who was a bad temper, couldn't help frowning: "Old Xie, haven't you said that the rules of the Human Emperor protecting the human race for tens of thousands of years, will it be eliminated?"
To be continued...