In the imperial city, outside the 'Red Dragon Palace', the Taifu and Taiwei, two important ministers who controlled the military and political power of the Blood Qin Empire, and eight ministers who had entered the cabinet were kneeling in front of the main hall in a row, standing straight.
He stood up and stared blankly at the two doors of the Red Dragon Palace, which were as red as blood.
The Red Dragon Hall is located under the blood-colored stone platform at the core of the imperial city. It is the place where the Blood Qin Emperor cultivated his mind and cultivated his iron and blood energy. With the help of the vast array of the imperial city, he mobilized the natural power of hundreds of miles around to infuse
Regarding the human body, the successive emperors of the Blood Qin Dynasty have made rapid progress in the Iron Blood Emperor Art, far surpassing any ordinary so-called genius.
Bao Yunge, the current Taifu of the Blood Qin Empire, was an important minister in three dynasties. He was responsible for most of the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty, and he was loyal to the royal family.
Ling Fujun, the Taiwei of the current dynasty, was a newly promoted important minister after Yinggui ascended the throne. Lingfu Jun, who was born in the military, accumulated military merits and obtained the title of Duke of the country. He was the leader of the Blood Qin Emperor and led 30% of the army.
The generals all came from the Lingzhen army.
Bao Yunge was born with a face as black as ink, majestic and solemn, and a tall and burly body. He looked like a military general. On the contrary, he was born in the Lingzhi Army and was born in Yushu Linfeng. Although he was a lot older, he still looked like a handsome white-faced man.
Xiaosheng only occasionally opened and closed his eyebrows, and a flash of light in his eyes revealed the fierce murderous intention that a military official should have.
The eight ministers kneeling beside them are the important ministers of Lingyan Pavilion and Lingyuntai of the Blood Qin Empire. Lingyan Pavilion is responsible for military affairs and Lingyuntai is responsible for government affairs. The eight ministers are exactly four civil servants.
Military generals usually handle the government affairs single-handedly - even the political and military orders of the Taifu and Taiwei have to go through these eight ministers before they can form effective edicts and military orders.
The twelve top ministers of the Blood Qin Empire knelt neatly in front of the Red Dragon Palace. The many guards and eunuchs guarding the Red Dragon Palace were so nervous that their bodies stiffened, and cold sweat on their foreheads squirted towards them.
It flows straight down.
Especially the eight second-grade eunuchs standing in front of the Red Dragon Palace. They were wearing bloody dragon-naohai robes and laughed with them. They humbly persuaded the twelve important ministers to get up and deal with the government affairs.
Go ahead and do whatever you have to do. Don't kneel here anymore.
These twelve people have been kneeling here for two days and two nights. What's terrible is that they are also confidants and favorites who have seats in front of Ying Hao on weekdays. It would be fine if they kneel in front of Ying Hao for national affairs. Now they kneel
In front of the Red Dragon Palace, they were faced with these eunuchs and guards. These unlucky eunuchs and guards only felt that their necks were cold, as if their heads were far away from them.
Finally, a chief eunuch took two trembling steps forward and said cautiously with a mournful face: "Everyone, everyone, please do me a favor and don't embarrass the servants. Your Majesty is really not in the Red Dragon Palace, and so is Hai Lao Ancestor.
Not here!"
Ling Zhenjun glanced at the chief eunuch coldly, and said coldly: "Then, go find it! Almost the whole mountain of Black Dragon Mountain was destroyed, and the second prince had left Jingxin'an and went to the Xidi rebel camp, where the Xiqiang Protector's Mansion
It has already fallen. Now the rebels are going around, and it will take up to half a month. All seven surrounding provinces will fall!"
Stretching out his hand and grabbing the collar of the chief eunuch, the Lingzhi Army dragged the eunuch in front of him, looked down at his pale face and said ferociously: "The coalition of hundreds of tribes in the Snowfield Federation is only two miles away from the Northern Border of Blood Qin."
Days' journey away! If Your Majesty doesn't come out to preside over the government, the northern Xinjiang and the northwest will be destroyed! You bunch of damned eunuchs, why don't you look for it?"
To mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress the rebels in Longcheng, the Lingzhi Army was able to issue this military order. However, without Ying Gui's jade seal, no leading general dared to obey this military order at will. The rebels in Longcheng were huge in scale, and together with those from the Snowfield Federation
The orc army was taking advantage of the situation. All the troops in the entire northern Xinjiang of the Blood Qin Empire had to be mobilized, and even countless soldiers and horses from the interior were mobilized for reinforcements.
It involves tens of millions of troops being mobilized, and the military orders of just one person in the Lingzhen Army are of no use!
At the last word 'find', Ling Zhenjun couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart, and punched the eunuch in the chest hard, sending him flying into the air. The chief eunuch vomited a mouthful of blood and fell heavily.
At the gate of Red Dragon Palace, the unlucky eunuch smiled bitterly, got up obediently, shook his head and walked up slowly.
"My lords, it is true that Your Majesty is not in the palace. We might as well tell you that His Majesty has a top-secret teleportation circle that leads directly to the outside of the imperial city, and may even reach some secret halls and palaces tens of thousands of miles away. We,
As a slave, you have no right to know."
Taking a deep breath, the chief eunuch smiled bitterly and said: "If you want to find your Majesty, you gentlemen, you should just go and find Mr. Hu Xinzhu, Mr. Hu and that young man, the secret trader from the West named Lin Qi. They are the last ones I met.
If your Majesty’s people come to see them, I guess they still have some accurate information!”
Bao Yunge raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Zhenjun: "Lieutenant, go and wait at Master Hu Tu Hu's house. That boy Hu Xinzhu is very cunning. I want him to give him a clear explanation of what happened in the past few days. Where is Your Majesty?"
, let him make it clear. I will wait here. If we don’t see His Majesty and don’t seek His Majesty’s decree, we will kneel down and die here!”
Ling Zhenjun took a deep breath, jumped up suddenly, and shouted sternly: "Assemble the troops, search the whole city, and catch that kid Hu Xinzhu!"
While the civil and military officials of the Blood Qin Empire were worrying about the turbulent state affairs in the past few days, somewhere ten miles underground, in the palace where Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu visited that night, they found themselves next to the body of Hai Xihai's old father-in-law.
, Ying Zhu was sitting cross-legged with an intoxicated look on his face, a green light exuding a strong breath of life enveloped his whole body, and a black-red energy flew up from the top of his head, floating on top of his head, like a big picture
Flags are flying in the sky.
The royal family of the Blood Qin Empire secretly passed down the Iron Blood Emperor's Art. The Iron Blood Emperor Qi they cultivated is fierce and domineering, and dominates the world. It is the first-class domineering skill in the Eastern Continent. It is especially good at fighting on the battlefield. The more killings, the higher the cultivation level.
.But the so-called iron-blooded eighteen levels, each level is a hell, and every step is a death.
The iron-blooded imperial energy cultivated by the Iron-Blooded Emperor Art is completely beyond the limit that the human body can bear. It relies on absorbing the blood of killing. The iron-blooded imperial energy puts a heavy burden on the body of the cultivator and causes great damage. It is a sect that does not kill people first.
The evil technique of killing oneself.
The so-called Eighteen Levels of Iron-Blooded Passage means that if this skill is practiced properly, it can allow a person to cultivate from a mortal to a god. However, there are eighteen levels of Iron-Blooded Passage along the way, and each level is a calamity of death.
hell.
Depending on the individual's qualifications and understanding of the Iron-Blooded Emperor's tactics, the arrival of the Eighteen Levels of Iron-Blooded is also different. Some people face their first death disaster when they are still young, and their bodies explode and die at a young age. Some people
It was at the realm of the Saint Master that he met the first level, relying on his strong cultivation to easily survive the calamity of death.
Of course, in the royal family of the Blood Qin Empire, there is only one lucky person in the latter category, but there are many unlucky ones in the former category. Basically, there are always one or two thousand people out of 10,000 who will face death at a high position. It goes very smoothly.
Exploded into a ball of plasma and died suddenly, the people of the Blood Qin Empire were missing many princes who were just sitting there waiting to die for their evil deeds.
As for Ying Ye, his luck was neither good nor bad. His father died early. He took over the throne when he reached the peak of his cultivation, and then faced the first disaster of death. With the help of the whole country,
Ying Zhu successfully passed the first level of death, which was the easiest, and then he continued to practice smoothly, and he did not face the second level of death for more than a hundred years.
But just six years ago, when Ying Zhu intended to use the vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth attracted by the formations in the palace to break through the peak realm of the Saint Master and step into the realm of the Enlightener and Demigod, the second death disaster came silently.
The blood energy all over his body was rolling like thunder. It exploded on the spot, shattering every inch of his energy veins, shattering the air pockets all over his body, and frying his internal organs until they were almost like dumpling fillings.
With the help of his strong cultivation, Ying Zhu struggled to survive for half a year. When he saw that he was about to lose his strength, the seventh prince Ying Qin presented him with a potted plant with new shoots from a dead tree - the Immortal Whirling Osmanthus Tree. It just happened that
It arrived in Ying Zhu's hands. The last remaining fighting spirit in Ying Zhu's body was absorbed by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, exuding vitality and thus saving Ying Zhu's life!
Although his cultivation level has fallen to the lower level of the Saint, Ying Zhu is the only lucky person in the history of the Blood Qin Empire royal family who has been entrusted with the Eighteen Levels of Iron-Blooded Death Tribulation!
But now, Ying Zhu has received eighteen drops of juice from the 'Tree of Life', and powerful vitality has enveloped his whole body. The meridians, qi points, and internal organs in his body have been completely restored to their original state, and this only cost less than 10% of a drop of juice.
The power of.
Huge vitality and anger are rolling in the body, and the dragon heads on the dragon pillars inside the hall are constantly spitting out a rich breath of energy. This is the energy of heaven and earth drawn from the imperial city through the formation, and this energy is constantly being swallowed by Ying Zhu.
The first level of death was easily broken through, the second level, the third level, the fourth level...
Just as Ying Zhu expected, huge vitality protected his whole body. His body functions became extremely powerful. His cultivation level was advancing by leaps and bounds. He had successfully broken through to the realm of the Enlightener - in just a few days
, he has accomplished what he has accomplished in the past hundred years! And those eighteen iron-blooded trials and catastrophes of death are nothing to mention in the face of nearly infinite vitality.
The energy and blood all over his body was surging like a volcano erupting, but Ying Zhu's soul was as silent as a dead person.
The eighteen drops of osmanthus tree sap contained an extremely strong calming component, which kept Ying Zhu's soul as quiet as death. This deathly silence would last for a month. At the same time, the sap also contained an extremely strong sedative.
The excitement component will stimulate Ying Zhen's blood and physical energy, forcing him to practice continuously and practice crazily.
His heart is like ice and snow, and his body is like a volcano. With the continuous consumption of eighteen drops of juice, Ying Zhu's cultivation continues to improve by leaps and bounds.
Waiting for a deep roar to be heard from Ying Zhu's body, Ying Zhu broke through all the eighteen most deadly levels in the Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique.
The middle level of the Enlightener is infinitely close to the high level of the Initiator! In just a few days, Ying Zhen gained a power that ordinary people have not had for thousands of years.
Ying Zhu felt boundless joy in his heart. He had broken through all the eighteen levels, and his future cultivation would no longer be hindered.
At this moment, a twisted shadow appeared behind Ying Zhu out of thin air.