I saw that the master Yuan was half kneeling in a silent expression, and his face was disappeared. He gritted his teeth and did not speak.
Zong Shou only felt a headache. This uncle, he really didn't know how to deal with it.
The master of the previous life was not too bad to the Zong Shou. According to him, the master of the master at that time was already controlled by people, and he couldn't help it.
After all, it is the only relative of his Zong Shou in the world. He killed it with one sword, although it was happy. However, the Zong Weiqiu who avoided the sinking sea was finally returned. At that time, I did n’t know what his cheap father, what would he think of what would he think of?
This matter.
In this era, there is also a filial piety.
After a moment of tangled, Zong Shou's frowning frowned had soothing.
In fact, there is no need to worry about it, just take up the word "notarization". Then no matter who can be beak, even if Zong has not returned, he is blame.
"Fox Xue's that day, it is said that you are an uncle, do you attract himself? Does your uncle know that the father and king are uncle, and he tries to reject the cause of the snow?
The master's expression twisted for a while, and the subconscious wanted to argue. After a while, it was calm again. There was a trace of blood from the corner of the lips.
Zong Shou frowned. Looking at this situation, it seemed a little hidden? Is it the fantasy fog of Xue's foggy fog, so this is the case?
However, he did not take care of this matter, nor did he have no compassion. If this ancestors did not happen, there was no idea in itself. Even if it was really the fantasy fog's mind of the Sherong family, it would never make him give birth to that ambition.
With a little groaning, Zong Shou has decided: "Collecting foreign enemies, the throne of the yin, the crime is extremely evil. You are my uncle, but you can spare you to death.
As soon as I chopped the sword again, when I cut off my head. The master of the master wanted to dodge, but then the body moved slightly, and then stopped again, and the meaning of the face was justified.
Here. It seems that as long as he has a little movement, he wants to be bad for Zong Shou. He will immediately do it and kill him on the spot!
This descendant named Zong Yuan has actually grown to such a terrible situation.
At this moment, he is so gray, and even if Zong Shou has been cut on the spot, there is no complaint.
The sword light was cut to the top of the head, but the trajectory suddenly changed, and the sidelines were blew up.
Drama pain, attacking the master of the master Yuan. It was a cold sweat, still holding the body, straight back.
And Zong Shou's later sentence, then it fell: "——The abandoned as a puppet, and the punishment of the arm! You can take it?"
However, the eyes are in the face of surprise, and the sword only has a tentative ingredient.
However, the reaction of this teacher was also unexpected. This person seemed to be willing to die.
Originally wanted to say that it was abolished, it was temporarily changed to abandoned people. This teacher Yuan, unlike the Hao.
I only felt that my heart was loose, and the matter of this day was finally completed. The only thing left was the world.
That's the same, and the people around suddenly kneeling. First, the tiger Qianqiu, Qiu Wei. Then there were Tiger Central Plains and Zong Lan and others, and then everyone nearby was facing Zong Shou.
Scholars, all of them are stubborn.
"We sincerely welcome the crown prince back to the city to continue his great legacy——"
If it had been before entering the city, Zong Shou would have been aroused by this scene, and his blood would boil with passion and pride.
At this time, he was just laughing and his mood was light. His heart was full of self-deprecation. It was absolutely impossible for a person like him to be a good demon king.
Just as he was about to wave his hand to signal everyone to get up, he suddenly felt that his soul sea suddenly exploded.
I don’t know if it’s a warning sign or something else, but the whirlpool of the soul sea and the dantian are suddenly boiling. It seems to be joyful, but also seems to be filled with fear and rejection.
In short, I felt a faint breath suddenly coming into my body and gathering.
However, Zong Shou's expression was extremely strange for a moment.
"Could this energy be the so-called imperial energy?"
The so-called royal aura is actually the gathering of people's thoughts and the power of the country. After a certain level, it will gather into substance, and then the royal aura will be added to the body - this thing has many benefits. With this royal aura protecting the body, anyone can
If you want to assassinate, you have to pay a huge price.
And if it can be used well and with the help of a country's power, even a person who is not a martial artist can kill those high-level martial arts and spiritual masters.
However, there are naturally many disadvantages. Due to the limitations of heaven and earth, life span is reduced. Moreover, regardless of martial arts or spiritual skills, there are obstacles.
Therefore, there is the so-called royal martial arts, which does not cultivate the mind, soul, and spirit, but only specializes in the power of martial arts and thoughts. If the country is strong and the people are safe, and the military is strong, it can also compete with the strongest in the world.
It seems that the Lu family occupies eight hundred small thousand worlds, and the leader of the family can not fall behind even if he fights against the strong men in the holy realm.
However, according to Zong Shou's knowledge, in order to condense the spirit of the emperor's way, it must have at least hundreds of millions of people under its jurisdiction, and it must have the foundation of a dynasty and the people's will.
Although Qiantian Mountain City has five provinces, most of them are vassal cities. There are only ten cities directly under the jurisdiction of the city, with a population of more than 80 million. Since the city was only built ten years ago, most of them should have still not returned home. Moreover, as the prince, he is now
The situation is still at the time of "the master's young country is in doubt".
With this little capital, how could he gather this "royal spirit" from Lao Shizi?
This thing may be something that others can only dream of, but to him, it is simply the most poisonous poison.
This world has its own laws and regulations. Although the Qi of the Imperial Dao is tyrannical, it also naturally places many restrictions on its possessors.
What Zong Shou really cares about is the ultimate in martial arts. He is not interested in achieving any achievements in royal martial arts.
His original plan was to seize the position of the Demon King and then find a secret magic treasure in his memory to solve this problem. Or if he ran out of time, he would directly select a talented person from the Zong clan to make way for him.
But I never expected that this thing would come so quickly.
It's just that these breaths lingered after they were gathered. They lingered with extreme stubbornness and penetrated into his body. No matter how much the true energy and soul power in his body were driven out, they could not be driven away. In the end, it gradually gradually
It has the potential to merge with his physical body.
Just as his face was covered in cold sweat and he was secretly complaining, Zong Shou suddenly had an inspiration and looked at the ethereal sword floating in the center of the whirlpool in his soul sea.
"I forgot! I still have a second soul!"
The second soul is the incarnation of his soul, and is also part of his body's soul. Using it to absorb these royal auras, it is most likely possible.
However, when these thoughts came together, he couldn't help but feel a secret pain in his heart. It took him a lot of effort to condense this ethereal sword. To cultivate it to this extent, he spent countless energy, tempering it with soul power every day, and pouring runes from time to time.
At this moment, the sacrifice of this virtual sword is always better than the body's body.
Without hesitation, with Zong Shou's thoughts, the ‘Yuan Yijian’, immediately on the whole body, kept walking, absorbing some faint breath.
In just a moment, the sword body of this 'Yuan Yijian'. It is already extremely condensed, and it gradually turns into a bright yellow color.
Even clear and conscious, the vastness and power contained in the sword body.
Zong Shou did not like anti -sorrow. The change this time was to completely disrupt all his future plans.
This mouth should be renamed the second Yuan God of "Emperor Dao Yuan Yijian", and I do n’t know what to deal with it later.
Fortunately, the bright yellow atmosphere of this gathering is only a few slightly insignificant, and all the numbers are drawn away. Zong Shou frowned again, thinking about Zong Yuan. The only thing he can think of at this moment is that this variable is the variable.
It's.
——If of the battle of the Strait, it is indeed to fight for the country. Thousands of troops are stepping on the battle, and it is to deter the second city of the cloud flame, so that it can not be overwhelmed in the short term.
But there is only one more unparalleled general, the reputation is prosperous, and some people's hearts are gathered. I can't make my own national situation, so as to this extent? Before the throne, there is a hint of royal style.
Strange!
Then in the next moment, Zong Shou was realized again, and then his complexion was blue and white.
Is it because of your own reason?
The potential of a country involves all aspects of reputation, talent, people's livelihood, military strength and other aspects. One more Zongyuan can make Qiantian Mountain City's military momentum, so if you talk about the way of war, do you ask yourself, or overrun in the Zongzong.
Upper.
Although Zong Yuan is a Wu Shuang general, he is still immature after all. He is not as good as he has been in later generations.
At this time, he couldn't wait to throw himself down in public.
——The he calculated everything, but looked at his own factor.
Suddenly dying, there was no previous a little bit of the wind.
——The position of this demon king is simply a big pit. Nima, which is also too cheating. Fortunately, there is this yuan sword that can replace the body, which retains the possibility of several line recovery.
The person next to him has nothing to do. Seeing that Zong Shou not only did not see the color of joy, but his expression was dim. It was only Zong Shou, and he was injured for what he said today.
I can't help but move slightly. Zong Shou kills and decides, and it is cruel, although it is awesome.
But at this time, looking at the expression that seemed to be heartache, obviously it was not a murder, but it was even more at ease.
Even the master Yuan after the broken arm was shaken, and there was a few regrets.
Tiger Qianqiu is said to be rough. He doesn't feel so much. He waited a little bit, and raised his head: "The country cannot say that there is no master! Also ask the Shizi to move to the throne of Chongzheng Hall, succeed in the demon king!"
Zong Shou woke up suddenly, looked at the top of the Tiantian Mountain, and then laughed at it. This matter has become a foregone conclusion. No matter how tangled it is, it is useless. At most, find a way.
I only feel that the last step is to complete, and I can be regarded as a mystery of the Zong Shou — the heartbroken elimination, and it is cultivated by myself.