The dragon's veins were injured, China was shaken, and the whole world was shocked. Countless tyrannical beings, no matter what they were doing, all let go of their own perception to see what happened.
Rumble!
When the power that was wantonly released poured into the world, even though it was instantly suppressed by the mountain giant spirit and was forcibly swallowed and absorbed, there was still energy leaking out.
When the state of China was shaken, ordinary creatures and even semi-saints did not know what was happening. Only those beings in the holy realm who were in harmony with heaven and earth and understood the origin knew the reason.
"Someone is attacking the dragon vein!"
"Who dares to do such an outrageous act?"
"You want to destroy the dragon veins and destabilize China. This is to disrupt the destiny of our human race. His intentions are to be punished!"
For a moment, the anger was like thunder, and the sound spread throughout the heavens. A wave of terrifying aura stirred up the sky, stirring the sky and making wind and clouds surge.
Anyone who could escape would leave their place of residence and use various means to move towards the source of the shock.
At the same time, the Eastern Song Dynasty's territory, hundreds of millions of miles away, seemed to fall into doom in an instant.
The Nine Heavens Gang Wind roared furiously, sweeping across the earth wantonly, boundless mountains and rivers collapsed, the ground cracked like a vicious creature's bloody mouth, devouring everything around it, and the water veins of the great river collapsed, flooding both sides of the river for hundreds of millions of miles.
What's even more terrifying is that the ancient mountains along the East China Sea collapsed thousands of miles away in an instant, causing seawater to pour in. In an instant, the sea was transformed and the world was spinning.
Under such great power, even if the East China Sea Dragon Clan wanted to stop it, it would be too late and even more powerless!
This is no longer a natural disaster that human power can prevent!
Unless a great power from the Holy Realm takes action, the loss can be stopped reluctantly, but trying to sort out the earth's veins and ward off the violent mighty forces of heaven and earth will definitely take time and effort.
"Asshole!"
Angry shouts pierced the sky, and the figures containing endless power were originally rushing towards the source. At this moment, they all made a choice in an instant and rushed towards the place where the mighty power of heaven and earth was wreaking havoc.
In normal times, these powerful men from the Holy Realm, who claim to be equal to the heavens, would at most feel pity for heaven and humanity, sighing at the fragility of life, but they would never interfere easily.
In fact, he would just sit back and watch the turmoil happen, and at most it would just be a change of dynasty. He could even take this opportunity to absorb a group of talents and enrich his own heritage.
But this is the time of the Demonic Tribulation. If the Dragon Vein is allowed to be damaged, causing the mighty forces of heaven and earth to destroy it wantonly, making the entire Chinese space barrier unstable, it will definitely give the Demons an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Once this happens, the consequences will be disastrous and will never be in the interests of these top powerhouses.
Because of this, even the powerful foreigners did not take advantage of the situation, but provided help within their ability, and even took action personally.
All of this is based on the premise that China and China jointly control the evil calamity at this time, and cannot affect this overall situation in the slightest.
As for the damage to the dragon's veins and the source of such turmoil, it is necessary for the local strong men at the source to be able to free up manpower to eliminate the disaster!
At the same time, Bianliang, the capital city of the Eastern Song Dynasty, was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the whole country was celebrating, and the Holy Prince Zhao Shuhang was canonized!
Emperor Zhao Yukun held a banquet for his ministers. His body, which had become rickety due to the secret blood curse a few years ago, and his martial arts, which had collapsed, showed signs of recovery.
Although his hair is still mostly white, and he looks like an old man in his sixties or seventies, his face is now glowing red. He is exchanging cups and cups with the ministers, enjoying the singing and dancing, and cannot hide the pride in his eyebrows.
Once upon a time, the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties became the laughingstock. Zhao Yukun almost went crazy. Every time he thought about what happened back then, he felt that there were whispers coming into his ears from everywhere, and everyone was pointing fingers behind his back and mocking him wantonly.
For this reason, the eunuchs in the palace killed batch after batch with rods. The corpses of the executed ladies were pulled out in carts and thrown into mass graves.
In the past, the ministers who were relatively respectful to him, although on the surface they were shouting "Long Live Long Live" as always, but he was an emperor of a generation, the best at power and strategy, how could he not see the dirty thoughts hidden under the hypocritical surface of these people?
But now, everyone still has false smiles on their faces, but there is deep humility and even fear in them!
The eight kings with different surnames, famous families, and wealthy families all prostrate themselves at his feet.
All this is due to giving birth to a good son!
Although it is very different from what he had imagined in his early years, Zhao Yukun is now very satisfied and no longer has to look forward to Shu.
"It's really a dream for a miscellaneous fish to dare to try to get involved in the way of heaven!"
Zhao Yukun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He drank a sip of wine with great excitement, and his heart was extremely excited. "When my son becomes a heavenly man, he can lead the Song Dynasty to unify the five countries. At that time, the human race will ascend to the throne of China and rule the world. I will
He is...the lord of one realm, one..."
Thinking about the excitement, Zhao Yukun's face flushed abnormally, but when he thought about being inferior to his son, or even abdicating to become the Supreme Emperor, he felt sick and uncomfortable.
All of this should have been his!
For this reason, he did not hesitate to conspire with Jin Lin, and even sold out the dragon's veins, which harmed the fate of the human race and suffered endless infamy and even humiliation.
When Zhao Yukun thought of the culprit who had put him in his current situation, Zhao Yukun felt a murderous intent in his heart, his eyes revealed a horrifying bloody light, and he crushed the Jade Light Cup in his hand with a snap.
"His Majesty!"
"emperor!"
"Long live!"
There was a sudden silence in the hall, followed by a burst of urgent shouts, and all the ministers showed genuine anxiety.
"Hahaha, I'm fine, I just..."
Seeing how the noble ministers in the hall had to pretend, Zhao Yukun felt extremely comfortable, as if he had eaten the legendary ginseng fruit. He raised his hand and was about to say something, with a proud smile that could not be concealed on his face.
of solidification.
"Pfft, it hurts me so much!"
Zhao Yukun looked up to the sky and roared, spurting out blood, and fell violently onto the dragon chair.
"Help, doctor, call the doctor quickly..."
The hall fell silent again, and then bursts of extremely noisy commotion erupted, as if people were on their backs, houses were demolished and walls were torn down, cups, plates and bowls were shattered on the floor, and countless palace maids and eunuchs screamed among them, crocheting into a doomsday.
Chaos.
"This is……"
An old man, about fifty years old, with a slender face and a long beard under his chin, was none other than Lord Gao, the Taiwei of the dynasty. When he was at a loss, he suddenly took out the seal on his waist.
Snap!
Suddenly, there was a sudden crisp sound, and there were a few strange cracks on the carved seal of Pixiu, as if the entire seal would collapse at any time.
Snap, snap, snap!
Not only his seal, but also everyone with official seals in the hall were shocked. Their official seals were all damaged.
For a moment, the palace was full of dignitaries, princes and ministers, looking around at a loss and panic, not knowing why.
"The Great Song Dynasty...the Great Song Dynasty's luck...the luck is gone!"
There were only a few officials wearing Confucian robes, who seemed to be the ceremonial supervisors of the Star Observation Tower and came from Jixia Academy. Their faces were pale, their legs were trembling, and they were trembling, as if they had noticed something.
"Deceitful words!"
"nonsense!"
"Xinkou..."
Several relatively mature and prudent ministers were furious and shouted harshly with red eyes, quite dignified in order to bring order to the chaos.
But just a few veterans, even if they were extremely cautious, were not enough to suppress this panic.
Because, in addition to the emperor Zhao Yukun who vomited blood and fainted, several old princes from the royal family were also in chaos and coughing up blood.
The entire Zhao and Song royal family had regained its vitality due to Zhao Shuhang's canonization, but now it collapsed in an instant.
Not only that, but they suffered a fierce backlash that almost killed them!
Boom!
Thunder broke out on the ground, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and the outside turned dark in the blink of an eye. The dark cloud cover was no longer enough to describe the sky at this time, and it was more appropriate to use the word "out of sight" to describe the sky.
Even though everyone present at the meeting all had superb cultivation skills and could see at night, they were shocked to find that there seemed to be an inexplicable power in the void, suppressing their own energy and spirit, and completely confusing their own perception.
What people fear most is the unknown. The unknown makes people confused and then frightened.
Boundless darkness came, shrouding my heart like a shadow, and as the ground shook, it turned into boundless fear.
Even though there are many people here, even after the thunder, the earthquake calms down, and the sky gradually becomes brighter, it is not enough to dispel the darkness, the coldness and fear in my heart.
Just because the sun outside is gone!
To be precise, the sun that should have illuminated the heaven and earth and illuminated all things was replaced by a dark blue-black light and shadow mixed with unknown dark blood!
All the unknowns and uneasiness, as well as the unfounded fears, seemed to have found their source.
But the noble ministers in the palace who raised this idea did not find the slightest sense of security by getting rid of the unknown. Instead, they deepened their fear and went straight to the boundless hell!
Suddenly, a figure walked out of the shadow. As the figure walked step by step, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were eclipsed by it, and the stars, sun and moon lost all light.
Boom!
One step is like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, which is thought-provoking but shocking to the mind; two steps, the mind is racing; and when the three steps come closer, the liver and gallbladder are trembling, the mouth and nose are bleeding, and the seven orifices are buzzing.
For a time, everyone, regardless of their level of cultivation, men, women, old and young, all involuntarily knelt on the ground as if to welcome the king!
"I...I...I am the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the co-lord of the Divine...Shine State, who...who dares to make me kneel down?"
Zhao Yukun woke up at some point, hoarsely, and held on to the armrest of the dragon chair to prevent him from sliding down the steps. He stared with scarlet and bloodshot eyes at the thin figure who came from the sky and walked majestically into the hall in three steps.
"Oh!"
The cold chuckle, with no intention of ridicule, made everyone tremble with fear, as if they were facing a god who could decide life or death with just one word, and everyone would lower their heads even lower to the ground.
"It's you!"
Zhao Yukun froze suddenly, suddenly gained strength, staggered to his feet, stared at the figure like a ghost, and shouted in a hissing voice, "You traitor!"
Plop!
After roaring, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His rickety body suddenly tilted, and he fell down the steps. His head was bruised and bleeding, and he fell right at the feet of the figure.
"Oh!"
There was still a soft sound, and Wu Ming stepped past, ignoring Zhao Yukun's hand grabbing his trousers, and walked step by step towards the dragon chair, which symbolized supreme authority.
"You...you dare..."
Zhao Yukun's eyes were filled with tears, but he was unable to stop him. He watched helplessly as Wu Ming sat on the dragon throne unscrupulously.
Just like before, he looked down at the extremely weak Beijin Proton outside the hall!!