Master of the Heavens

Chapter 47 Entering Taixu Dao Palace
The picture in the depths of consciousness did not stop.

Xiang Yu's Controversy between Liu Bang...Hongmen Banquet...Wu Jiang's Self-Cutting...The Establishment of the Han Dynasty...A Hundred Years Disappeared...Three Kingdoms Chaos...Tang...Song...Yuan...Ming...Qing...Fangbang Barbarians Disrupted Huaxia...Xu Fu Afterwards, she coveted Shenzhou... The smoke was everywhere, and it was finally clear...

The desolation of thousands of years passed before Yingzheng in a short period of time, and Yingzheng could hardly control himself and almost fell from the ladder in the clouds.

A gust of cold wind hit his face, and Ying Zheng suddenly came to his senses.

"Everything hasn't happened yet, my Daqin is still there, as long as I live, no one can overthrow Daqin!"

Ying Zheng said sharply.

As soon as these words came out, the situation in the world stopped suddenly, and even the illusion of the picture around him was instantly shattered.

A huge portal appeared in front of Ying Zheng's eyes.

Looking up at the majestic temples through the huge portal, I couldn't help but let out admiration, how could this scene be seen in the world.

"As expected of a fairyland shrine."

Looking back, there were still a few figures climbing slowly on the spiritual ladder.

"Tianxu Tianmen!"

Four vigorous ancient characters came into view, engraved on the huge portal.

Ying Zheng raised his foot and stepped into it. There was no one in the door, and the vast shrine was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

A strange color flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

At the entrance of the eye, there is an unprecedentedly brilliant large fairy palace and shrine. Exotic flowers and fruits are dotted between the buildings, and a few strands of colorful divine light float in the air from time to time.

At this time, another person came again from the huge door in the north.

Covered in black robes, Yan Dan, a giant of the Mohist family, stepped into the ladder. He experienced countless illusions on the ladder, and finally stepped out of the illusion with a firm heart and saw the gate of heaven.

However, before he could marvel at the magic of the fairy mountain, a figure came into his eyes.

"Ying Zheng!"

Yan Dan's eyes suddenly became fierce, the man who subverted the world with one hand, the man who trampled the country of Yan into ruins with his own hands.

The man he thought about revenge all the time!
Without the protection of the net, without the surrounding of the Qin army, and without the secret shadow guards, standing in front of him alone, even if he is the master of this empire, even if he is the first emperor, he is still just an ordinary person.

Yan Dan could hardly restrain his murderous aura, as long as he was killed, as long as Ying Zheng was killed, the Qin State would fall apart, and he would lead the Mo family to re-establish the Yan State!
Suddenly, a surging momentum surged out, Yan Dan's eyes, as deep as ink, were fixed on Ying Zheng, and the powerful martial arts zhenqi seemed to form a substance, vibrating out like a wall of qi.

Yingzheng stands with his hands behind his back, the majesty of the emperor is still the same, even if Mount Tai collapses before him, he still can't change his face, witnessing the desolation of thousands of years, it seems that nothing can leave traces in his heart.

"Yan Dan, the giant of the Mo family!" Ying Zheng sized up Yan Dan for a moment with his gaze like a sword.

"It really is a complete loser!"

His tone was cold and authentic, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yingzheng!" Yan Dan roared, and in an instant, Mo Mei came out of her sheath, and the powerful true energy tore the black robe to pieces, revealing Yan Dan's cold and stern eyes.

Mo Mei, across the space, brought a thick ink-colored sword energy and instantly killed Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's eyes were fixed, and he subconsciously pressed his hand on the Tianwen Sword, but he didn't draw the sword, his face remained motionless, as if he was waiting for something.

Mo Mei Wufeng came to kill in an instant, but in Yan Dan's hands, this moment was enough to pierce gold and crack stone.

Yan Dan's eyes were cold, as if he saw Ying Zheng's death and his sword.

However, suddenly, a terrifying force descended from the sky.

"Dare to use force in Taixu Dao Palace! Get lost!"

It was the voice of a young man. Ying Zheng looked at the palace on the top of the mountain, and could only see a vague figure, and suddenly a dazzling light lit up.

A beam of light shone down in an instant, crushing Yandan with a single blow, and fell to the outside of Taixu Tianmen.

"No!"

Yandan roared unwillingly, and the voice echoed for a long time.

Ying Zheng tightened his grip on the Tianwen Sword in his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he has learned swordsmanship, how could he be able to defeat a real martial arts master in a head-to-head confrontation.

When Yan Dan drew his sword, he was not without apprehension, but now that he is in the Dao Palace, he is sure that life and death are all under the thoughts of the immortal. Since the immortal let him enter here, and revealed the secret to him on the ladder before, naturally he did not Reason to let him die.

as predicted!

Ying Zheng let go of Tian Wenjian's hand and looked at the figure on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the figure moved and landed in an instant.

Under the cover of the bright light, a young man floated down in the air, hanging in front of Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's pupils reflected the figure of a young man who looked like a fairy, but he didn't dare to look too much, so he quickly looked away.

"You are Ying Zheng?"

Ye Shengge looked at Yingzheng a little strangely. For this Qin Shihuang Yingzheng who was valued by the Holy Son, and even known as the emperor of the ages, Ye Shengge was very curious about his ability, what ability could make the Holy Son Take him so seriously.

Ying Zheng didn't know what Ye Shengge was thinking, so he bowed his head slightly.

"Ying Zheng has met the Immortal!"

The scenes seen on the ladder are always engraved in Ying Zheng's heart. He is not a fairy god, even if he is the supreme emperor in the world, he is nothing more than a handful of loess after death.

Life is only a few decades, let alone.

"In the 12th year of the throne, he died of illness at the age of 49 and was buried in Liyi."

These words pierced Ying Zheng's heart like a sharp knife.

If the prophecies seen on the ladder are true, it means that he has few years left to live. Once he dies, the world will be in chaos, and the Great Qin Empire he built will also fall apart.

Urgent!longevity!

It is impossible for Yingzheng not to bow his head, not to mention, in the face of the majesty of such gods, the majesty of the emperor in the world is ridiculous.

It doesn't even need to be done by others, just the fall of this heavenly palace is enough to crush Xianyang.

After thinking through all this, Ying Zheng completely let go of his pride.

"I'm not an immortal!"

Ye Shengge waved his hand: "Since you have come up, follow me! Someone has already arrived!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and waved, a divine light enveloped Ying Zheng, and the two disappeared here together in the blink of an eye, entering the main hall of the Dao Palace.

It was the first time that Yingzheng felt this wonderful feeling when Ye Shengge flew up into the sky with his divine light. He had a panoramic view of everything in the Dao Palace from high above.

Qionglou Yuyu, the pavilions and pavilions are not carved from ordinary things, there are even palaces made of gold, bridges carved from white jade, and even the bricks on the floor are extremely exquisite jade.

Even Ying Zheng, who is sitting on the world's wealth, can't help but click his tongue. It's hard to imagine the luxury involved.

Turn your head and throw away the distracting thoughts in your heart, maybe these things are extremely luxurious for mortals, but for immortals, they are just ordinary things.

(End of this chapter)