Thunder flashed all over the sky, and in Shuangyang Red Dragon City, countless members of the royal family, civil and military ministers were making their own decisions, or were being forced, tempted, or tempted to make their own decisions. The city was in chaos, and soldiers were attacking each other like a tide.
, soldiers who were loyal to the emperor or not loyal to the emperor were fighting each other, but they didn't know why they were fighting!
The whole city was in chaos, but only the ancestral temple in the imperial city remained as quiet as before.
The old eunuchs knelt on the ground neatly. They heard Ying Zheng talking to himself just now, but they just thought he was talking nonsense. 'Ying Yu' is the current emperor, how could he be in the wilderness?
Savages who cut down trees and sell wages? Isn’t this nonsense?
The old eunuchs felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that the emperor had lost his mind and gone crazy?
Although these old eunuchs were just idle people guarding the ancestral temple on weekdays, they were old after all and had many connections in the palace, so all kinds of news could not be hidden from them. A few days ago, the emperor summoned two young ministers late at night, and then
Suddenly disappeared.
Taifu, the Taiwei and the eight ministers were kneeling outside the Red Dragon Palace just now to see the emperor. The fierce emperor appeared here, and the evil energy around him was rising. Could it be that the emperor was really possessed by evil spirits? A few days ago
God, is he in seclusion to heal his wounds? Then he should also appear in the Red Dragon Hall. Why did he come to the ancestral temple suddenly?
Just when the old eunuchs were puzzled, Ying Zheng casually dropped a purple gold token: "Go to the Qianlong Hall in the Imperial City and convey my decree to Zhao Lu, the Supreme Elder of the Council of Elders. Regardless of whether he is here
Whatever you are doing, whether he is in seclusion or doing something else, just tell him - Old dog, I am back, why don’t you come see me quickly!”
Several old eunuchs were stunned. Isn't the Supreme Elder of the Blood Qin Empire's Royal Elders Group the highest-ranking Supreme Elder an old man from a certain royal family? His surname should be Ying, the so-called Supreme Elder Zhao Lu
, who are they again? Moreover, the elders of the royal family’s elders have a high status, even the emperor must be polite to them. Ying Zheng actually calls them old dogs?
But these old eunuchs know that the most important thing is to be obedient and do things in the imperial city. They should just pretend they don't know many things.
The two old eunuchs tremblingly picked up the tokens and ran quickly to the Qianlong Hall deep in the imperial city. This is where the royal elders who sit in the imperial city usually live. According to the patriarchal laws of the Blood Qin Empire,
Thirty-six or more royal elders sit in the Qianlong Palace all year round. They are all from the Holy Realm or even stronger. With them sitting in charge, they are enough to ensure the safety of the imperial city.
But among the elders who are in charge of the imperial city this year, there is really no elder named Zhao Lu!
Ying Zheng walked slowly and leisurely into the ancestral temple with his hands behind his back. The ancestral temple of the Blood Qin Empire had three major halls in front and back. The second and third major halls enshrined the tablets of emperors of all dynasties. Only the third major hall enshrined the Xue Qin
The spiritual throne of Ying Zheng, the founder of the empire.
Ying Zheng just walked into the third grand hall. The eternal lamp in the deep hall gave out a dim light, illuminating the three-foot-six-foot solid gold statue of the First Emperor on the altar. The First Emperor stood steadily.
Sitting on the throne, he looked down at Ying Zheng.
"Mud-tied wood carving. Hey!" Ying Zheng looked at the statue mockingly, but nodded with satisfaction: "It's just that these filial sons and grandsons still put some thought into it. The carving of this statue is indeed good. It looks like it is
You’ve put in the hard work.”
Walking to the altar, taking a look at the coffin on the altar, Ying Zheng took a deep breath. Feeling the blood in his body that was as huge as the waves of the river and sea, Ying Zheng's eyes were red with excitement: "I'm back! Hey
. Hey, hey! This world, tremble for me. One day, the whole sky and the whole earth will tremble under my feet. What I failed to accomplish back then will definitely be accomplished by my own hands!"
"Even the unpredictable gods kneel and tremble before me!"
"Those male gods, hey, kill them all; those goddesses!" Ying Zheng showed a cruel smile: "Goddess? I have never tried what it feels like to be a goddess! Back then, I slaughtered all the nations, queens, and imperial concubines,
Countless princesses and princesses have slept with them, but the goddess..."
An earth-shattering thunder struck down, and a hunched figure slowly walked into the hall with a strong aura of death and yin.
This was an old man wearing a coarse robe, with skin and bones that looked like a skeleton. The old man staggered in, opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, how did you know that?
What’s Lao Nu’s name? Ever since Lao Nu helped the third emperor put down the rebellion, he has been cultivating deep in the Qianlong Palace and has never been seen in public. How do you know Lao Cheng?”
Ying Zheng chuckled a few times. He slowly turned around and looked at Zhao Lu, who was so rickety that he was too old to be human. He said slowly: "Old dog, don't you recognize me? Haha, haha.
, Hahaha, that soul-soothing golden tripod back then was forged by you yourself by collecting the treasures of heaven and earth for me! Everyone in the world can’t recognize me, how can you not recognize me?”
In the past, Zhao Luwan, the first palace general manager of the Blood Qin Empire, countless eunuchs in the Blood Qin Empire, the true ancestor of the eunuchs, and the actual controller of the Royal Council of Elders of the Blood Qin Empire, was struck by thunder, and looked at him stiffly.
Ying Zheng.
After a full quarter of an hour, Zhao Lu let out a scream from deep in his chest like a dying animal. He threw himself to the ground, rolled and crawled to Ying Zheng's side, and hugged him
It hit Ying Zheng's thigh.
Come on! You are really not joking with me, you are really, really... you are really back! You, you, you are really immortal, you are really back to the world! The sky has eyes, can it be...
His Majesty Yingzhu, he, he, he got through those eighteen iron-blooded levels?"
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Lu who was in tears, bent down and patted his head gently: "This is my luck, and this is the luck of the world. This kid Ying Jin actually got the sap of the tree of life, and with the help of that
The huge vitality and anger forcibly broke through the eighteen levels of death and calamity. I have indeed come back, Zhao Lu, I said back then that as long as I come back, I will take you with me..."
Zhao Lu chuckled, crying bitterly while letting out that chilling laugh.
"Your Majesty said that as soon as your Majesty comes back, he will take the old slaves and others to travel all over the eight wastelands and plant the flag of Blood Qin all over the world. Every mountain, every river, every city, every city
Everyone’s body will be engraved with the name of Blood Qin!”
Ying Zheng smiled with satisfaction, and said in a low voice: "Just remember, just remember! It's been so many years, hey, hey, what happened to my loyal subordinates back then?"
Zhao Lu showed a proud smile, and he almost grew a tail and wagged it desperately.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. The treasure your Majesty obtained from the ancient ruins was incomparably miraculous. Your Majesty was burned to death that year. In the past ten years, all the civil and military officials who were loyal to you found excuses to escape into the ruins and fell into trouble with the help of that rare treasure.
Every ten years, the old slave replenishes the treasure with enough heaven and earth spiritual stones. Your loyal ministers are still alive and well to this day."
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Lu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "As long as Your Majesty wakes them up, I just wait for His Majesty to wake them up."
Ying Zheng showed a smile of relief, and murmured in a low voice: "My master is indeed right. In that ancient ruins, there are indeed preserved things that can make people sleep forever, and they can continue to practice and grow while sleeping.
A rare treasure for further cultivation. I really don’t understand how those ancient gods created these strange treasures.”
"Wake them up!" Ying Zheng said coldly: "I need a group of loyal and reliable ministers to control the entire court."
Looking up at the sky with lightning and thunder outside, Ying Zheng laughed sarcastically: "The blood energy is soaring into the sky, and the evil energy is filling the air. It seems that this kid Ying Jin is really powerless to control the court. He only practiced in seclusion for a few days.
Someone actually led troops into the city to rebel?"
After sneering a few times, Ying Zheng said in a deep voice: "Assembling all the royal family elders - I want to make those who are plotting to rebel understand why the technique practiced by our Blood Qin royal family is called the Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique! Don't kill anyone, Ying Ye,
If there is no river of blood, how can it be called iron-blooded?"
With a roar, Ying Zheng smashed his own statue on the altar to pieces with his hand.
Seventeen fist-sized relic beads, colored like solidified blood, slowly flew up from the statue.
Ying Zheng looked at the seventeen iron-blooded relics that had condensed his entire body, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Back then, I was only able to break through the last level of death and get a glimpse of the unfathomable secrets of the gods. Now this physical body
, all eighteen levels of death have been passed through, as long as I absorb all the cultivation bases in the world, who else can be my opponent?"
Opening his mouth, a stream of black and red light spurted out from his mouth, and he swallowed seventeen iron-blooded relics in one gulp.
Countless streams of iron-blooded air suddenly erupted from Ying Zheng's body, and the tumbling air condensed into a large flag above his head, a seal, and a long sword that exuded murderous intent.
Ying Zheng let out a low whistling sound, and he slowly walked out of the hall. With every step he took, the aura on his body became stronger, and the evil aura on his body became twice as strong. When he walked out of the gate of the ancestral temple, the entire imperial city was filled with excitement.
It had been completely enveloped by his chilling aura.
The iron-blooded energy rolled like a vast ocean covering the sky over the imperial city that was nearly a hundred miles in radius.
At this moment, a group of elite cavalry wearing iron armor broke away from the interception of a group of guards and rushed to the square in front of the ancestral temple with murderous intent.
Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold, and he shouted sternly: "This is the location of the Blood Qin Ancestral Temple, which enshrines the spiritual thrones of the Blood Qin emperors. As foreign ministers, you dare to set foot on the holy land of the Ancestral Temple. Are you going to rebel?"
The team of elite cavalry shouted in unison, and the leading general shouted: "Kill him... For our merits as a dragon, we will be rewarded with great rewards and enjoy the glory and wealth! Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"
With loud shouts of death, the leading general brandished his spear and rode straight towards Ying Zheng. He was struck by a shot.