Great Yinxian Dynasty

Can you have an opinion? .

Who can have an opinion, and if you have an opinion, you have to hold back. Didn’t you see that half of the Manchu dynasty's civil and military personnel are your old people? .

Half of the forces in this dynasty have been managed by the Queen for so many years, and a small part are the Emperor's Party, and some remain neutral.

The queen controls half of the troops, which is equivalent to mastering the general trend of North Korea. Under the general trend, who can resist? .

"Follow the decree of the empress." Half of the ministers huffed to their knees, and the rest had no choice but to kneel down.

The prince's face was pale, and he secretly scolded the first emperor for being confused and messing up the Chaos. The big Zhou who had gotten him was now in a misty atmosphere. A woman sat on the top of his head, and there was an extra prince. It was strange that the prince could feel better.

In the emptiness of the North Sea, the turbulent flow of space impacted Chen Jiu's cracked body, his eyes were closed, and the sky was constantly revolving to immortality. The turbulent flow of the surrounding void space was constantly refined by the sky patterns, nourishing Chen Jiu's body.

Suddenly, Chen Jiu opened his eyes, and there was a disturbance of Qi and luck in the great Zhou, and there seemed to be a feeling of escape.

Such an event awakened Chen Jiu, with a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, as if he was the supreme supreme ruler, surveying the heavens, looking through time and space, and descending outside Shangjing.

Seeing the dragon aura spreading in Beijing, Chen Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Chen Ganbin is dead, I didn't expect it to be earlier than I expected. He commits sins, cannot live, and eats bad results."

Speaking of this, Chen Jiu slowly stood up in the air: "This evil obstacle will bring trouble to the dynasty, and I have to ask this king whether he can agree or not, but this evil evil has become a climate, with a queen's fate, and I am greatly affected by the dragon. Bless you, this king has made two shots before, and everything can be done again and again. Don't do it again and again, now it's not easy to do it yourself, so as not to cause turmoil. The chaos of heaven is changing. Unexpectedly, it will be troublesome."

After speaking, Chen Jiu's complexion flashed with a pale color, all the cracks in his body were healed by birth, and he stepped out in one step and walked towards the Leyang Realm.

Not long after returning to the Leyang Realm, there were angels from the imperial court who came here with the imperial decree: "Following the heavens, the emperor's edict said. The Pingtian King is named the Pingtian Saint, and this is the honor."

Looking at the **** who announced the decree, Chen Jiu nodded indifferently: "This king already knows."

The **** respectfully handed the imperial decree to the little yellow door beside him, and the little yellow door handed it to Marui, who put the imperial decree away and put it away.

The **** who came to declare the decree said to Chen Jiuyi: "The prince, the day of the prince's accession to the throne has been selected. It is July 4th of this year, and Tian Gang is lucky. Please also the prince can go."

As he said, the **** took out a palm the size of his sleeve. The post is covered with dragon patterns and ruddy in color.

Chen Qian motioned to Marui to accept the post and opened it gently. A smile appeared: "Is this asking this king to take action?".

"Go and report to the prince, the fourth king of July will definitely go there in person."

"Holy Lord, that little resignation" This **** has even changed his name. Chen Jiu is now dubbed the Ping Tian Sheng. It is not appropriate to call him Wang Ye. He can be called "Holy Lord".

Watching the **** of the imperial court leave, Chen Jiu gently weighed the post in his hand: "Interesting, interesting".

Ma Rui whispered: "Master, let's stand on our own in Le Central Realm. If we don't interact with the court, the court is now a big whirlpool. If we get involved, we can't get out. We are at ease in Le Central Realm now. Why go to this muddy water."

Chen Gan shook his head: "You don't understand, this is the inheritance of our ancestors. As a descendant, naturally, I should protect my ancestors with all my heart and not shame our ancestors."

He said so, but in his heart he slandered: "You think that the king is willing, that is the king's son, and the future will belong to my son. I won't plan for him, do you look at yourself with eagerness? My son was bullied by others".

"Quickly prepare the frame. This king hasn't gone to Beijing for many years, and now I don't know how many old people are left in the palace." After speaking, he turned and walked into the hall.

Ma Rui went and ordered his servants to prepare the frame, saying that Chen Jiu's own flying speed can definitely throw the frame out of eight streets, but as a prince, how can he travel without ostentation and lose face.

In the hundred thousand mountains, the Demon Emperor sat in the main hall, with a big dragon ball up and down in front of him.

The dragon ball radiates immeasurable divine light, illuminating the heavens and all realms, and the light spreads all over the world.

"Chen Gan finally died, and my monster clan's luck has become stronger again. It seems that we must hurry up. The time when the universe changes is not far away. By then, my monster clan will control the heavens and the world. The time of restoration of ancient glory".

After speaking, he saw the Demon Emperor suddenly swallowing the dragon ball into his belly, and then said to the outside: "Go and pass the Fox King".

Not long after, the old fox of the Qingqiu clan walked in and bowed to the ground: "I have seen my emperor."

"Get up, this emperor asks you, have you ever found a trace?" The demon emperor's voice is flat, but the dragon's power around him is constantly gathering momentum. If the demon king is not satisfied with one answer, he is afraid it will be a strong blow. .

"Demon Emperor Rongxin, this well-deserved news has been found, but there are a dozen of them. The subordinates are sending people to find out the truth. Please forgive me for a while," the old fox said unhurriedly.

The Demon King didn't comment: "How much time will it take?"

The "three years" old fox pondered slightly and gave a very positive number.

"Well, three years is three years. This emperor will give you another three years. This is a rare opportunity. Now the world's universe is about to change drastically. It is the opportunity that my monster race has paid countless efforts to calculate. If you miss this time, all your plans will go to no avail, and the emperor will have no face to face his ancestors."

"Thank you, your Majesty. After three years, the minister will definitely give your Majesty a satisfactory answer." The old fox touched his son, patted his chest to make a promise.

The demon emperor waved his hand to signal the old fox to retreat, and his eyes looked at the void, slightly blurred: "My demon tribe's great cause will be realized in the hands of the emperor. The blue sky will not abandon, and all things will reincarnate. ".

With that said, the hall gradually fell into silence.

The Barbarian, the Barbarian Emperor sat cross-legged inside the big tent alone, with a black brilliance ups and downs in front of him, a simple and dark penholder with countless lines shining in the black brilliance, vomiting the vitality of the heavens.

"The judge's pen is worthy of an ancient treasure. If you can thoroughly refine this judge's pen and master the power of order to reward good and punish evil, where can the heavens go?" The emperor said to himself, but then he was taken aback. The vitality of the heavens and the earth is violent, and the luck of the barbarians is slowly increasing.

"That kid Chen Gan actually died." The emperor was stunned, scratching his head in surprise, "This is going to die too fast. There are weird and weird, but the emperor seems to have forgotten something, a very important thing. , Damn, headache, can't remember, what the **** is going on, what on earth have I forgotten".

The Barbarian Emperor sat there and scratched his hair in distress, his eyes were full of annoyance, even the excitement of sacrificing the judge's pen was ignored, no matter who knew that he had forgotten something very important, but he did not think about it. Get up, will be annoyed.

"Forget it, don't want to, for the time being, the human emperor is dead, the demon race is ready to move, and is constantly searching for something. If there is nothing tricky in this, who believes it?" After saying that, the eyes of the emperor flashed: "No, my barbarian also To set it up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This is a cave, or it is more appropriate to call it a small world.

The sky is slightly dark, where the spiritual energy is thin, and the earth's turbid qi is flying in the void. Where are a group of men wearing animal skins dancing with knives and guns, honing and polishing their bodies with the power of turbid evil.

If you are seen by others, you will be shocked. The power of the evil earth is the most poisonous poison for practitioners. Once it is corroded by the power of the evil earth, without the purification of the innate divine water, it must be The power of the turbid evil turned into pus and blood, and even the soul and the soul could not escape.

This is the territory of the Witch tribe. Since the ancient world war, the Witch tribe has been hiding in their own small world to recuperate, recover their strength, and intend to make a comeback.

In a stone house, Wuzi sat on a chair made of white bones. It was said to be a stone house, but the area was definitely not small, covering more than ten kilometers.

In front of Wuzi's body, there was also a cloud of black light ups and downs. In that black light, a book that looked like a book drifted in it, voicing the vitality of the world.

The word life and death in the book is exactly the legendary life and death. (To be continued)