"Who! Don't you want to live? How dare you speak to the Holy Lord like this in the Jinluan Palace!!! Show yourself quickly, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
The two guards guarding the gate suddenly looked solemn and shouted in a low voice. Although these two guards were dressed in ordinary clothes, the aura exuding from their bodies was enough to prove that their methods were not low at all.
The ministers in the palace were all astonished. In this world, there are still people who dare to speak to the Holy Lord like this? Do they think they are immortals? After all, even those who have opened their spiritual roots dare not use such words and tone to say this.
In other words, otherwise, it will be difficult to live a successful life.
At this moment, at the door of the main hall, someone walked in at some unknown time.
This is a very light man. His steps are so light that people think he is coming on the wind. He is wearing a decent black assassin costume, with ribbons hanging down his neck and down his back. His body is very slender.
, looks very even, and at the same time, his face is covered with vicissitudes of life, as if carved with a knife, full of elusive and difficult-to-see depth. The most eye-catching thing is the gray hair.
He was not born with gray hair. People knew this for some reason, but why did he have gray hair? There must be a story.
"Who are you?? You are so brave! Someone, knock it down!"
The Holy One was furious and shouted loudly.
Immediately, the two guards guarding the door flashed and rushed towards the white-haired man. At the same time, the two guards stretched out their palms and clasped the man's shoulders. Their fingers were bent and their energy was active on their fingertips.
This is obviously to break the man's flesh and blood with his fingers, lock the man's trachea, and subdue him![
"You have so much strength, but you still want to catch me?"
The man turned back sharply, and stared at the two guards who were rushing towards him with a pair of cold eyes. The moment his cold eyes enveloped the two guards, the two guards felt as if they had fallen into a trap.
In the cold and dark death cell, there is no sense of security and it is extremely painful.
The movements of the two guards stagnated for a moment, and then they suddenly fell to the ground. Without any warning, all movements stopped.
When the ministers in the main hall took a look, the two guards' faces were ashen, and there was a bit of frost all over their bodies, as if they had been frozen to death.
The ministers were not horrified. Could it be that this man killed the two guards with his eyes???
How strong must one be to be able to do this?
The Holy One obviously also knew how powerful this person was. He took a deep breath, stared down at the white-haired man standing among all the ministers, staring at him, and asked in a solemn voice: "Who are you? Are you here to do this?
What?"
This person is difficult to deal with, so we can only wait for the master to come over!
The Holy Spirit was thinking in his heart.
The man stared at the Holy Lord, but there was a lot of unruliness in his eyes. He did not speak, but continued to walk upward.
"Bold! How dare you be so bold?"
When the Holy Emperor saw it, he immediately shouted angrily.
None of the other ministers dared to speak. After all, this person's strength was probably earth-shattering. How could they, who were not strong and only relied on some resourcefulness and magic to survive, dare to confront this person?
"What are the conditions required to become the Lord of China?"
At this moment, the white-haired man suddenly spoke.[
When the Holy Emperor heard this, his face turned pale and he said, "You want to replace me?"
After saying these words, even the ministers below could not help but feel their hearts tremble.
"The weak eat the strong, why can't the strong replace the weak? What's more, China is too chaotic. I need to integrate it, tighten it firmly, and hold it firmly in the palm of my hand to serve as my reserve force.
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The white-haired man said calmly.
"Reserve force? What do you want to do?" A look of shock began to appear in the Holy Master's eyes, as if he could sense something.
At this time, large groups of imperial city masters were already rushing towards this direction.
When the Holy Emperor saw it, he showed some strong joy. He looked at Yi Han, stood up from the chair, and said: "Your strength is amazing! You are no longer above the Divine State, but I have to tell you.
, Anyone who wants to plot my position must die!"
"It's not appropriate for you to say this now!"
After the white-haired man finished speaking, he reached forward and pinched the Holy Lord's neck directly. The Holy Lord had no time to react. His speed was too fast. When he looked again, the white-haired man had been completely subdued.
Your Majesty.
"Stop!!! Let go of Your Majesty! Don't you want to live?"
"Hurry up and let go of Your Majesty, otherwise we will crush you to ashes!!"
A group of imperial city masters rushed over and rushed into the Jinluan Palace. When they saw this scene, they were not shocked and roared angrily.
The white-haired man had a cold expression. He glanced at the masters, and Gujing waved in his eyes.
"If you dare to kill me, you will definitely not be able to leave the imperial city!!"
The Holy One stared at the white-haired man and said harshly.
"Is it?"
The white-haired man showed no fear at all, his face was completely calm, and there was no trace of any disturbance.
He grabbed the Holy One by the neck, and then casually threw the Holy One towards the masters.
Many experts in the Imperial City were immediately anxious when they saw it. They rushed forward and caught the Holy One. However, the great force knocked them back one after another. The person at the end even vomited directly.
Export blood.
"Today is the change of dynasty. What I want to do is to become the Lord of China! If any of you are dissatisfied, you can come and kill me!"
The white-haired man turned around, looked at everything below him with cold eyes, and then sat directly on the dragon chair.
When the Holy Emperor saw this, he was furious: "Kill!! Kill this person for me!! Whoever kills this person will be rewarded with tens of millions of pills! Number of magic weapons!"
"Just a little sweetness??"
The white-haired man looked at the Holy Lord indifferently. However, this sweetness was rare for some people. Immediately, someone rushed towards the white-haired man, and the vast killing power began to sweep towards him.
The white-haired man just glanced at it, then raised his hand fiercely, and the overbearing power poured out throughout the hall instantly like a dam bursting. Then, the body of the person who rushed towards him immediately split apart.
Everyone was shocked!
"That's a level-capped existence. Why is it just one move?"
The masters in the Imperial City were not stunned, but since none of them had opened their spiritual roots, how could they fight against such a strong man?
The saint's face looked ashen, and there was both anger and fear in his eyes.
"The kid with a yellow mouth is running wild in the palace! You have to know whose world belongs to you in this whole world!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly emerged, and then, a dark and yellow figure rushed in from outside the hall.