Six kingdoms are fighting, hundreds of families are in decline, the door of the demon clan on the border has been opened, and the torrent of demonic energy has begun to sweep across the Central Plains, bringing endless war and sorrow, and plunging the people of Li into dire straits.
When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.
No matter what the outcome is, for the people at the bottom, it is just a new boss. In that era of war and chaos and unimproved crops, food and clothing were a luxury, let alone entertainment.
Without peace and years of war, there would naturally be no foundation for the development of the Singers' Tao.
During the banquet, people drank and drank.
A dark-eyed boy with brown hair was sitting in the corner of the crowd. He was incompatible with this joyous and dancing scene. Even the attendants around him deliberately avoided the boy, as if they were avoiding him for fear of having too much contact with the boy.
It will lead to death.
Until a young man, who was about the same age as the boy, stepped forward to talk. The attendants seemed to have found an excuse to retreat, and left with a sigh of relief.
"Zheng, what is your ideal?"
This is the State of Yan.
The young man who spoke to the black-eyed boy was Prince Dan of Yan State.
The identity of this black-eyed boy is naturally self-evident.
"Gu's ideal is to become the King of Yan, to be a wise King of England, to bring prosperity and happiness to the people of the Yan Kingdom, just like the royal family at this banquet, so that the people can live, their families can be supported, and politics, how about you?"
Listening to his best friend's impassioned remarks, the boy still looked on with cold eyes, not because he was disdainful, but because he was born that way.
However, hearing Prince Dan's lofty aspirations, the boy couldn't help but have a question mark in his mind.
"Why?"
"Why are all your thoughts limited to your own country?"
"Shouldn't a king's vision look at the whole world?"
"The alien demons in the far north are sharpening their swords, and their army may move south at any time, but a banquet is still being held here. Isn't there anyone worried?"
Zhumen is full of wine and meat.
The boy looked outside. Even though he couldn't see the outside, he could imagine that beside the magnificent city gate where people were singing and dancing, there were always some refugees who had frozen to death due to the severe cold weather.
Those refugees have no home or even human rights. They all lost their homes due to the war and eventually disappeared silently in the era.
Does this world have to be like this?
"I haven't established my ambition yet."
"Haha, cheer up, you are the future King of Qin. From now on, I will be the King of Yan, and you will be the King of Qin. We good brothers are like the sun and the moon in the sky, the sun rises and the moon sets, reflecting each other!" Prince Dan was as cheerful as ever.
It seems that becoming the heir to the monarch of a small country has already filled his heart.
Those cheerful eyes couldn't tolerate any grain of sand, so naturally they couldn't see the scene outside the door.
The weather is getting colder.
Rolling demonic energy covers half of the sky, and yellow sand sweeps across the earth. But every time the demonic energy invades this area, it will be stopped by a red aurora from the north, as if it has hit an insurmountable chasm and stops there.
But anyone with a clear eye can see that the red auroras are just afterimages that will disappear one day.
The same is true for winning politics.
One day, he depressedly kicked the stones and stepped out of the courtyard where he was under house arrest. When the guards were not paying attention, he stood on the city wall and looked at the scene from a distance.
What does he really want to do?
Six countries are fighting for hegemony, war is in chaos, the country is no longer a country, and the family is no longer a home.
As the prince of a powerful country, he will be sent to other princes as hostages. As a hostage, what can he do?
One day, something strange suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
The sky collapsed, and a violent shock wave swept everything. The pursuers who came to hunt Ying Zheng were caught off guard and were thrown to the ground.
Even the soldiers who escorted Yingzheng to escape were like this.
Amidst the smoke and dust, Ying Zheng saw with his own eyes a red meteor falling from the sky. As the meteor fell, the red aurora in the distant sky that originally competed with the billowing demonic energy gradually became transparent and finally dissipated.
boom!
The aura of the demon spread throughout the earth, and everyone was affected by the overwhelming demonic aura and bowed their waists, as if they were worshiping the emperor.
However, under the influence of the demonic energy, only one person still straightened his back.
"Oh? The target of Huo Jianjian's guidance is actually a little boy, which surprises me beyond measure."
The red sword light cut through time and space and appeared in front of Ying Zheng, transforming into an emperor wearing a purple robe. His figure was blurry, but his reddish-brown eyes looked straight at the young King of Qin.
Those red-brown eyes seemed to penetrate everything, seeing through King Qin's past and future.
After a long time, the emperor spoke, and said in an indistinguishable androgynous voice: "My name is the Northern Emperor. The remaining divine thoughts are unable to resist the minions of the evil god, and will fall into a thousand years of slumber. After that, it will be left to humans to deal with the extraterrestrial demons.
"
While talking and laughing, there was a burst of supreme golden light behind the emperor, and the head of the golden dragon emerged, intertwined into a "swastika" character. The dragon was mighty and powerful, carrying the aura of the ancestral dragon and rushing into the mind of the young Ying Zheng.
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When Ying Zheng came back to his senses, golden light gathered in his hands, and at some point, a golden sword wrapped in the aura of the ancestral dragon appeared.
The young man Ying Zheng had a thought in his mind, and the dragon energy that had just entered his mind was transferred to the sword, causing the golden sword to burst out with the roar of the ancestral dragon. It looked like an emperor descending with the power of heaven.
One of Beidi Ling's powers is Zulong Yin.
In the last days of the prehistoric times, Beidi Ling's father was an old dragon god. Long before the birth of the ancestral dragon, it was not difficult to give others the breath of the ancestral dragon.
"We are destined to meet each other. This sword is given to you as a gift to usher in a new era for me, human being."
The Beidi projection laughed repeatedly, and finally dissipated into the air, and the golden sword also disappeared, becoming a part of Ying Zheng.
Half of the sky was surrounded by demonic energy. The young King Qin raised his head, looked up at the huge red door, recalled the silk-red aura he had just seen, and finally determined his ideal.
"I am the King of Qin. This world should be unified and surrendered in the name of Qin!"
The roar of the ancestral dragon filled the world and became the last straw to break the alliance.
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After waking up from a dream in his youth, the man in purple robe had endless dragon power in his deep eyes.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Star Warriors Path, also known as the Star Spirit Avenue.
As long as you step into the legendary Star Lord Realm, you will have the opportunity to obtain eternal life at a price. Star Lord is the pinnacle of the acquired star spirit under the Star Lord. And the price is to guard the front line of the starry sky and fight against the minions of the evil god.
Today, Emperor Qin is in this realm.
"Recalling that in those days, there was a lot of construction work and the construction of the Great Wall to keep out the demons outside the territory, but they also buried the bones of millions of innocent people, and used the flesh and blood of the common people to forge the eternal Great Wall."
"In order to seek immortality, regardless of the common people, he built a large tomb imitating Beidi Ling's mausoleum, buried countless living humans, and took away as many lives as the Great Wall, and then barely reached the level of Star Lord."
"Eradicated hundreds of families, burned all the literature of the past, and locked countless collections of books into the palace. The young King of Qin really did some incredible things back then!"
"..."
Listening to the questions that seemed to come from a dream, Emperor Qin didn't even look back and said:
"It's me who makes the family well-supported and the country dignified."
"It's me who drives the same track and writes the same text. I break the existing stereotypes, overthrow the appeasement of the six countries, and integrate the power of the world to fight against the demons outside the region."
"Without the completion of the Great Wall, if demons from outside the territory invade, the world will inevitably be in chaos."
"Without the terracotta warriors and horses, I would not seek immortality and would not be able to become a star. There is no commander here who can subdue all parties. The current seal front line has long been in chaos."
"Without me, if I ordered my eldest son Fusu to give up the Xingling Avenue and become a sword bearer, there would not be the current prosperous age!"
The passionate tone rose, but in the end it fell back to calm. Emperor Qin straightened his back and looked at Beidi's projection fearlessly as in previous years.
"I have a clear conscience. Right and wrong, merits and demerits, will be made up by future generations."
A sweet laughter like a silver bell came, and the empress finally revealed her figure.
"The merits and demerits of a good person will be judged by future generations! However, Ling doesn't care about this. Emperor Qin gave you the power of Beidi in the past. It's time to repay the debt."
The golden dragon energy turned into substance and caught a photo sent by the empress. It was a close-up of Wei Cheng.
"Keep him safe and let the eldest brother return home safely, and you will have paid off your debt."
The space passage gradually closed, Ling chuckled and said: "Eternal Emperor, don't let me down."
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are a thing of the past, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period have long been trapped in the dark forest. Now, only Da Qin is holding a corner of the front line of the starry sky.
At that time, the young King Qin who inherited the power of Beidi Ling was now one of the commanders guarding the front line of the starry sky, nicknamed Yanluo Xingzun, and was still continuing the glory of the Qin Dynasty.
