Ying Zhu didn't know that the strange black shadow appeared behind him.
He also didn't see that the black shadow came out of a golden tripod at the end of the hall!
The golden tripod was placed there when the palace was built, and this palace was built as soon as the Blood Qin Empire was founded. Countless protective formations were densely covered inside and outside the palace, which were used by successive emperors of the Blood Qin Empire.
A dedicated secret retreat.
Outsiders thought that the Emperor of the Blood Qin Empire would practice in the Red Dragon Palace with the help of the energy of heaven and earth collected by the Imperial City Formation. Only the Blood Qin Emperor himself and a very few people knew that the Blood Qin Emperor's real training place was here - this
Blood Qin Dingding Hall!
The Panlong Pillars in this hall can transform the energy of heaven and earth absorbed by the Imperial City's protective formation, from ordinary natural elemental energy into the iron-blooded killing and conquest energy required for the Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique. The Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique is practiced here.
, the progress is faster, and it is protected by a special protective array, making it safer during practice.
Therefore, the Blood Qin emperors of all dynasties must come to this Blood Qin Dingding Hall whenever they are practicing. For countless years, this has formed a tradition and a habit - but no one has ever known about the Blood Qin emperors of all dynasties.
, in the pure gold cauldron that is several feet high at the end of the Blood Qin Dingding Hall, there is actually such a mysterious black shadow hidden.
There is no human form at all, just a hazy black shadow like smoke, but it exudes the unique iron-blooded atmosphere of the Iron-blooded Emperor's Art, flawlessly blending with the iron-blooded emperor's energy exuding from Yingzhen's body. This black shadow twists happily
Moving his body, he carefully absorbed the iron-blooded imperial energy emanating from Ying Zhu's body. His figure gradually condensed and became clearer.
After more than an hour, the black shadow turned into a middle-aged man wearing a black and red emperor's crown, with a square and strong face, and five willow whiskers fluttering from his chin. This man has phoenix-like eyes and dragon eyes, and a tall and majestic body.
He has a good skin. He is more like an emperor than the emperor Ying Zhu.
If Ying Zhen saw the figure of this man, he would definitely scream in fear - this man looks exactly like the true shadow left by the founder of the Blood Qin Empire, Emperor Ying Zheng! And Emperor Ying Zheng is also the history of the Blood Qin Empire
It is clearly recorded in the above text that the peerless genius once broke through seventeen of the eighteen iron-blooded barriers!
It's a pity that Ying Zheng was jealous of talents. Five hundred years after establishing the Iron-blooded Empire, Yingzheng went into seclusion and broke through the last level of death. However, his vitality burned like fire and he melted into smoke. Only seventeen fist-sized fist-sized Iron-blooded Emperors were left.
Relics, these seventeen groups of iron-blooded emperor relics, which contain powerful energy, are still enshrined in the ancestral temple of the Blood Qin Empire.
Ying Zhen closed his eyes and indulged in the pleasure of growing strength.
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Zhu coldly, with an indescribable evil look on his face.
"I never thought that your child would be so lucky!" Ying Zheng gently touched Ying Jin's shoulder: "After all, you are my 108th generation direct grandson. This number is very auspicious. You
Your bloodline is also very pure, and your physical body is more accessible to my eyes, so..."
Stretching out the index finger of his right hand, Ying Zheng stabbed his finger into the back of Ying Zhu's neck, instantly severing his spinal nerves and freezing the vitality of Ying Zhu's whole body with a secret method. Ying Zhu was immersed in the endless pleasure and was shocked.
His eyes widened. Even though the condensed sap of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree contained powerful calming ingredients that could make the soul fall asleep, Ying Zhu still woke up in the face of the threat of death.
Ying Zhu's body was stiff and unable to move, but he could still speak.
Unprecedented fear rolled through Ying Zhu's heart - the Blood Qin Dingding Hall, which is the most secret existence of the Blood Qin Empire. Except for a small teleportation circle, it is impossible for outsiders to enter here. This place is ten miles underground, and nearby
The core area of Shuangyang Red Dragon City's city defense formation. If you want to break through the Blood Qin Dingding Hall, you must break through the entire Shuangyang Red Dragon City!
However, there was no movement in the teleportation array, nor in the surrounding protective arrays. The person who sneak-attacked him should have been in the main hall.
But there was no one else in the hall, there was only Hai Xi, and he was still a dead man!
A cold air rushed up from the soles of his feet, and Ying Jin trembled and said: "Who are you! Why do you know the secret acupoint of the Iron-Blooded Emperor Art?"
Ying Zheng floated in front of Ying Zhu, smiled and sat cross-legged about a foot away in front of Ying Zhu. Although he absorbed a little iron-blood imperial energy, his figure became much clearer, but if you look carefully, Ying Zheng's body
It was still hazy, obviously a shadow.
Ying Zhu gasped in horror. He looked at Ying Zheng blankly, his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets: Yes... No, it's impossible... Who are you, you dare to impersonate me, Mr. Qin, here?
Ancestor is causing trouble? Why don’t you retreat quickly, your body will die and your soul will disappear, and you will endure the endless pain of never being reincarnated!"
Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Zhu approvingly: "The aura all over the body was sealed, and the whole body was as stiff as a dead corpse. I was panicked at first, but then calmed down. You are good at nourishing qi. You are worthy of being my direct descendant!"
Ying Zhu opened his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't.
Pointing to the golden cauldron at the end of the hall, Ying Zheng said calmly: "I, Ying Zheng, the founder of the Blood Qin Empire! How many years have I been hiding in that soul-gathering golden cauldron? Ten thousand years? Twenty thousand years? Maybe?
, longer?”
With a faint smile, Ying Zheng sighed softly: "I am in that golden cauldron. I wake up occasionally and watch all your descendants coming in and out here. I watch you practice hard here, and I watch you explode and die one by one!
Hey, one hundred and eight generations of descendants, the strongest one, survived fifteen levels, but unfortunately he still exploded and died!"
Pointing at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng said calmly: "You are very lucky. You only encountered the first level before reaching the peak of the Saint Master. It's a pity that you couldn't control the surge of vitality in the second level and almost exploded.
.If it weren’t for your great fortune, you would have been the worst emperor in the history of the Blood Qin Empire. It’s really a shame that your body exploded and died at the second level.”
"What do you want to do!" Ying Zhu stared at Ying Zheng. Even though he firmly believed that this ghost-like existence was his ancestor, his words were not polite at all. He vaguely guessed
Realizing Ying Zheng's intention, he was now quickly figuring out how to deal with it.
Ying Zheng smiled happily, and said with a bright smile: "Well, haven't you just come out? You can actually get such a magical object, containing such powerful innate energy, in just two days
I have helped you survive the eighteen levels! From now on, you will no longer have any obstacles in practicing the Iron-Blooded Emperor Art. Even if you become a god in one step, it is not a bad idea!"
His body leaned forward slightly, and Ying Zheng said coldly with a sinister smile: "I just want to try what it feels like to become a god! In today's world, the gods are falling and sleeping, if I
As a god, I should live forever, conquer all directions, dominate the world, and be the common master of the world! These achievements of thousands of generations are enough for my name to be passed down forever!"
Cold sweat slowly dripped down Ying Zhu's forehead. He looked at Ying Zheng and said coldly: "Let the Blood Qin Empire sweep across all directions and unify the world. I will do my best to do this!"
Ying Zheng said coldly: "Whether you give in or not, you have to give in. Because, I want to be the first person to unify the eight wastelands since ancient times! When I was still a commoner in the wilderness, I once learned from a certain alien.
People know from people that in the ancient times before the ancient times, there was a great emperor named Ying Zheng, who established the Qin Dynasty and unified all countries, and came from all directions to come to the dynasty!"
Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng stared at the pale Ying Zhu and sneered: "I want to try that. I am stronger and greater than the ancient emperor. He just let all the nations come to court."
, but I want to make Qin the only country with the blood of all directions!"
Ying Zhu said with difficulty: "You are already dead, so..."
Ying Zheng suddenly laughed crazily. He leaned forward and backward with laughter and pointed at Ying Zhu and said: "Death? How can I die? My body dies but my soul survives. I am immortal. I am the immortal Qin Emperor.
Ying Zheng! I have obtained the inheritance of the Penglai stranger, and I am truly immortal!"
Ying Ju gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Zheng, and he roared: "Is there anyone who is immortal in this world?"
Ying Zheng stood up proudly, put his hands behind his back, looked up and smiled coldly: "Is there anyone who is immortal in the world? Isn't it right in front of you? In ancient times, the great emperor named Ying Zheng once thought
He wanted to visit Penglai and search for the secret of immortality. Unfortunately, he failed, but I succeeded! So I am the real Ying Zheng, I am the real immortal Qin Emperor, and I am the one who makes this world harmonious.
Earth, the master of all life in this mortal world!"
When Ying Zheng roared loudly, a crazy thunder suddenly flashed over Shuangyang Red Dragon City on the ground. The thunder light that stretched for thousands of miles tore open the clouds, and heavy rain poured down crazily. In the entire Shuangyang Red Dragon City, there was only a small one.
The courtyard was silent, even the raindrops falling on it were stagnant.
"Ying Chen, my 108th generation grandson, I will make good use of your body!"
"I will use your body well and carefully. Of course, there are many, many enjoyments that I have not tasted for many years. I want to enjoy them...the wine-rich beauties, those breathtaking and enchanting ones...
…I can’t wait any longer!”
With crazy laughter, Ying Zheng turned behind Ying Zhu and turned into a very thin black stream of light that penetrated the wound on the back of his neck.
Ying Zhu let out an earth-shaking howl. After just a cup of tea, his expression suddenly changed, and then he showed a weird evil smile: "Nice body... Well, the queen is too old, and the concubines are too
Stupid... let's change a group. None of these princes are obedient, so what's the use of coming? Just depose them all. But this Lin Qi is interesting? He's good at identifying rare treasures? This is a very useful talent!"
A quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng, who was wearing a black dragon robe, slowly walked out of the imperial city and slowly walked to the Tianmiao step by step. The powerful vitality of the eighteen drops of juice was completely absorbed by him
, his cultivation has stabilized at the level of a high-level initiate.
The heavy rain roared down, and Ying Zheng walked in the rainy night with his hands behind his back, as if he had returned to a long, long time ago.