Lord of the Low Version System

It has been a month since the battle in Huacheng. Huacheng was razed to the ground, but it seemed to be reborn, and a larger, more majestic, and more sacred city of God was drawn on the ruins.

A month later, the Emperor Manqing just got the news of the battle of Huacheng.

The news was reported by the Xuedizi. If it was a minister underneath, it is estimated that the emperor would still be in the drum a month later.

"Abominable!"

The old emperor Qing Qing slaps his hands on the table, his pale cheeks flush instantly, and then he bends down and coughs violently.

For a long time, the Emperor Qing leaned weakly on the back of his chair and stared blindly at the roof.

"My time is running out ..."

"I really want to live another 500 years!"

The old **** lowered his eyebrows, "Emperor, no matter where you go, the old slave will follow you."

His white beard trembled, "Your beauty."

Xu waved his screen to retire the eunuch, and Blood Drop immediately stepped forward to support Qing Emperor.

"Let's go and take me to see my ancestors."

He entered the underground emperor's tomb through a secret passage, and the swaying light of the corpse oil pulled the two's shadows thin and long.

The stairway is like the dividing line of another world. The shadow is reluctant to care for the world and lingers and refuses to enter.

But the Emperor Qing went down step by step, because this is his destination, and sooner or later he will sleep here.

"Father!"

Emperor Qi Qing knelt on the ground respectfully, saluting the golden coffin in front of him.

Golden coffin 椁 did not move, but there was a thick blood glow at the sealed edge, and blood flowed outward like blood.

"Your birthday is running out, and you can arrange a funeral."

Emperor Wu Qing bowed his head, "Excuse me, my ancestor, to which prince?"

The old ancestor did not immediately answer, but said with emotion: "In the past, the princes were all of modest qualifications, flat luck, and forced the generals to readjust the generals. Your princes are all talents and are difficult to choose."

After a pause, the ancestor said, "Let them fight, without any restrictions, the winner is the king."

Emperor Wu Qing nodded again and immediately reported what happened in Huacheng. The leader of the Blood Droplet was killed, and the other Blood Droplets were in a low status. They were not qualified to see their ancestors, and could only be conveyed by the Emperor Qing.

Golden coffin was calm for a long time.

"We are here to steal the power of the dragon, to take the power of heaven and earth, and to make a good fortune with yin and yang. It took hundreds of years to get here, and there are zombies born and powerful."

Several other coffins also trembled, one voice after another came from the coffin.

Hearing these familiar or unfamiliar voices, Qing Emperor, like an ostrich, put his head on the ground fiercely and did not dare to lift it.

Twenty-eight years ago, the Jurchen had established the Golden Kingdom. The reason why it was called "golden" was because the Wan Yan family at that time had a powerful method of practice, which allowed them to become a golden person.

The Maomao School Corps Cultivation is the power of the fusion of incense and starlight and moonlight, achieving the balance of yin and yang, and gradually training into the golden armored corpse.

Yan Wan Yan's blood is mixed with luck by living human blood. It is more powerful and overbearing than Maoshan School's secret technique. Not only can he become a golden armor corpse, but he can also break through this limit.

But the power of incense is easy to obtain, but it cannot be achieved by luck. Anyone who possesses this power is the emperor of men.

Although Wan Wan's Yan became a corpse of golden armor, they failed to break through this maggot, because they met someone who was more bloodthirsty than them.

Twenty-eight years later, the Jurchen prince once again appeared as a king, and by chance, he obtained this "golden man" practice.

The practice of this practice is progressing rapidly. All it takes is continuous killing and watering with living human blood.

However, the disadvantages of this method are also very serious. Once you meet other people who are lucky, the force of lucky is dissipated, and the repair will be lost instantly.

As a result, he took a different approach and merged Maoshan's autopsy and other secret methods to change the golden man's cultivation method to blood and dragon vein luck.

The blood is easy to get, and there are as many people in the world as there are grasses and mustards. They can never be killed or cut. They can easily weave a hundred thousand blood sacrifice if they can weave a name such as the Ming History Case, the Jiangnan Case, and the Word Prison.

Qi Longmai Qiyun is even more at your fingertips. Just crown him as emperor, it is the real dragon incarnation, bringing Qixia to the world.

The golden coffins in the Emperor's Tomb were buried in the Manchu dynasties, while the other silver coffins were buried in the royal family.

These people are all gathered together with the power of blood and the vitality of the dragon veins, quietly training, blending yin and yang, and reshaping.

It is for this reason that Man Qing's fortune has continued to decline, and he can brag about the prosperous (self-proclaimed) time when he founded the country, and he was even embarrassed to brag about it later.

I was later taught by foreigners to be like my second grandson, and the Easterners were able to daring to kill dragons.

Why?

The full-bodied Dragon Vessel's Qiyun decline has even been noticed by the Dongyang people. They are just holding on to the mentality of trying, and they have succeeded.

Of course, these are the last words. The Emperor Qing devoted himself to his spiritual practice. He only hated that the captured dragon veins had insufficient luck. Where would the life and death of the people in the world be controlled.

I said again, the place of Longxing outside the customs is their hometown. As for the Shanhaiguan, it is easy to get it.

When the old guys discussed, a silver coffin next to it slowly opened, and a majestic body wearing a Prince costume stood upright.

I glanced at the location of the silver coffin, and the Qing emperor immediately understood the identity of the other prince.

It's just Prince Li, who is an emperor, and it's not appropriate to kneel in front of the Prince.

He wanted to stand up and put on the music, but the other man groaned, and the emperor Qing suddenly shook his head, Qiqiao bleeding, and he knelt down steadily.

"In this emperor's mausoleum, who except the father emperor, who can make my king bow his head?"

When I was talking, Yu Guang glanced at several golden coffins in the corner of his eyes, but strangely, all the golden coffins were silent.

的 Those who are qualified to speak do not want to speak, and those who want to speak are not eligible to speak.

As a result, the blood in the gap of the golden coffin slowly dimmed.

The first prince stretched his stiff body ~ www.readwn.com ~ The dry cheeks seemed to be inflated and slowly bulged, and the wrinkled skin also stretched out, and the original blisters became white What a living person looks like.

Seeing this scene, the Emperor Qing knew that he had eaten it in vain.

Although the other party is only a prince, he reversed the yin and yang one step before several emperors, winning the heavens and earth and breaking through the armor of gold armor.

If he ever became king, how could he be powerful ...

The first prince did not look at the emperor again, but walked out in a leisurely pace.

He can't wait to take a look at the rivers and mountains that he knocked down.

Xun and Qing emperor were easy to abandon, and the first prince could clearly tell the origin of each piece of land inside and outside the customs and the process of conquest.

On this land, he alone is qualified to say that! I see!俺 Conquer!