The Tianmen gradually shrank, from the size of half a human to the size of a fist, until it disappeared.
It wasn't until the Tianmen completely disappeared and the sky became bright again that Mr. Wuhen took a long breath and put the "Corpse" in his hand back into his pocket.
Powerful, too powerful.
In just an instant, Zhu Youji, who had killed the land immortal, was seriously injured!
You must know that Zhu Youji, who has the power of a country and the fate of the people of the Ming Dynasty, cannot be seriously injured casually. Even attacking him will have to bear a certain amount of fate backlash and curse.
Just now, Chu Yingqiu attacked Zhu Youji unscrupulously, relying on the Tianmen behind him. Without the Tianmen, in this world, facing Zhu Youji just now, even if he stood still, no one could hurt him or dare to hurt him. .
The backlash of luck is not something that ordinary innate masters and land gods can withstand.
If the king of a country is so easy to kill, then there is no need for a national war, just assassination.
In fact, when Dafeng destroyed the Sui Dynasty, without Zhou Haodang (Zhou Shi) burning his life, crushing the jade-blooded heart, and using his own luck to cut off the dragon veins and the golden dragon of luck, how could the Sui Dynasty, which was at the height of the sun, perish?
In the same way, the king of a country is like this, and Zhu Youji, who has obtained the power of all living beings, is not the king of a country, but in terms of luck, he is not far away!
"Ahem..."
Zhu Youji's sudden cough woke up Mr. Wuhen who was deep in thought. He quickly took out the elixir, put it into Zhu Youji's mouth, and said, "Your Highness, how are you?"
Zhu Youji swallowed Mr. Wuhen's elixir, and with a little exercise, he dissolved all the power of the elixir. The tearing sensation on the meridians disappeared a lot, but the cracks on the green blood elixir heart were still burning. The heart-like pain made Zhu Youji couldn't help but frown.
"Ahem... I can't die..." Zhu Youji coughed a few times, and with the help of Mr. Wuhen, he stood up, looked at the Tiangong Mirror that was still running, slowly raised the Tianwen Sword, and struck it. He shouted angrily: "The thieves have been killed! God bless the Ming Dynasty!"
The sound was like waves, spreading throughout the palace.
The civil and military officials, who had long been frightened by the continuous fighting, knelt down quickly and shouted: "The prince is mighty, God bless the Ming Dynasty!!"
"The prince is mighty, God bless the Ming Dynasty!!"
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The voices of civil and military officials rose one after another, and the surrounding imperial guards also shouted.
The scene was full of joy and enthusiasm. In addition to the excitement, it was more about the joy of surviving the disaster.
When Zhu Youji saw this scene, he nodded slightly and used the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets to transmit the message to Mr. Wuhen.
"Wuhen, we can stop the broadcast of Tiangong Mirror."
Young Master Wuhen quietly stepped back and left Zhu Youji's side.
Zhu Youji felt the respect of the civil and military officials alone, but he did not feel the slightest pleasure in his heart. At this moment, he just wanted to leave here immediately, find a place, seize the time to meditate, and find a way to restore the cracks on the Jade Blood Core.
pain!
It hurts so much!
But in the face of the civil and military officials and the people of Ming Dynasty who are still watching the spread, even if they resist, resist hard, and fight to the death, they must not show their cowardice at this time!
He is the Prince of Ming Dynasty and the future Emperor of Ming Dynasty. He must not fall!
He is the winner!
Zhu Youji inserted the Tianwen Sword on the ground, removed the mechanical armor on his body, and revealed his true face, heroic, full of majesty and magnanimity, quietly watching the civil and military officials.
This image was also broadcast across the country and became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, causing people to bow their heads to show respect.
At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly appeared among the officials kneeling on the ground.
"Long live, long live, long live, your highness the prince!"
As soon as these words were said, many quick-thinking ministers quickly reacted and started shouting.
"Long live Long live Long live……"
Later, the voice of Long Live replaced God Bless the Ming Dynasty and became the main theme of the entire palace.
The sound of praise is always fascinating.
But Zhu Youji was very sober. He took a deep look at the person who had just spoken out—Zheng Dongliu, the deputy commander of Jinyiweinan Town Fusi.
Zheng Dongliu lowered his head slightly and still followed the crowd and shouted long live.
Ah!
He is a smart man.
Zhu Youji raised his hand slightly, stopped the long live shouts of the civil and military officials, and said loudly: "My dear friends, thank you for your hard work. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven has been completed. Please exit in an orderly manner!"
"I will obey the prince's order." The civil and military ministers said in unison.
Afterwards, the ministers of civil and military affairs left the stage in order.
The ministers were chatting in low voices, and in their words there was a sense of thankfulness for escaping the disaster, but also more of fear and shock at Zhu Youji's strength.
No one thought that the fourth prince Zhu Youji, who had been silent all this time, would actually have such strength?
Even civil servants who are unfamiliar with martial arts can clearly understand the power Zhu Youji possesses at this moment!
The kind of power that is enough to fight against gods!
In other words, Zhu Youji at this moment is a god himself.
A god who lives in the human world and can even kill gods!
As soon as this idea came to mind, the ministers felt trembling all over and could not feel the slightest sense of disobedience in their hearts. As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Now Zhu Youji, in the minds of these ministers, is more than just a tiger.
That's a real dragon, that's my biological father, that's my father!
At this moment, these ministers who had escaped the disaster did not know that their peeing just now had been broadcast live across the country. Countless people saw this scene and saw the invincible Zhu Youji who killed the gods. , this super prince who has never been seen before and will probably never be seen again!
Zhu Youtang’s Ming God of War is so weak!
Now, Zhu Youji is the best prince in the eyes of the people, even equal to the emperor.
Zhu Youtang guarded Yumu Prefecture for more than ten years, but it was not as shocking as Zhu Youji's fight against gods and demons alone!
After all, the idea that man can conquer nature is just a lie to comfort himself.
But Zhu Youji did it.
He used human power to fight against the gods and even killed them!
This scene will undoubtedly leave the deepest impression in the minds of the people.
In this era without entertainment, it is conceivable that Zhu Youji's move will be adapted into countless storytelling, jokes, and stories, spread throughout the streets and alleys, and will be famous for generations!
Zhu Youji watched these officials leave, and the surrounding Tiangong mirror gradually dimmed, and the images refracted and broadcast by light gradually disappeared.
Zhu Youji breathed a sigh of relief and almost fell down.
A fiery red figure appeared from nowhere and suddenly supported Zhu Youji.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Hearing this familiar female voice, Zhu Youji chuckled lightly and said, "Hongkui, it's you!"
"Nonsense, who else is there besides me?" Hong Kui, wearing a fiery red fairy dress with wide sleeves, replied angrily.
"When I was fighting just now, why didn't you come out to protect me, the master?" Zhu Youji walked towards the East Palace with the support of Hong Kui.
"Save you? I haven't recovered yet and I can't deal with the land gods. If I go out, I can only cause trouble for you. Why do I come out?" Hong Kui answered simply.
"That's right." Regarding this explanation, Zhu Youji nodded slightly and expressed his approval.
"Hey, you're not going to die, are you?" Hongkui looked at Zhu Youji, whose brows were furrowed, and asked.
Zhu Youji opened his mouth and was about to answer.
Hong Kui's voice sounded again: "Hey, don't misunderstand me! I'm not caring about you, I'm just afraid that if you die, I... can't explain to Solanum Kui."
"Explain what?" Zhu Youji asked.
"You take care of me!" Hongkui snorted lightly and replied.
"Okay, okay, please be gentle, I'm a patient." Zhu Youji was pulled by Hongkui and frowned.
"Look at how angry you are, what kind of patient you are!" Hong Kui said.
The two of them returned to the East Palace while chatting nonchalantly.
After Zhu Youji was helped into the room, he sat cross-legged and began to look at the wound on his heart.