Chapter 840
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Under the ground of liulicheng, Jinluan palace symbolizes the supreme majesty of the emperor. At this time, it has been completely covered by the scarlet light of Xueyuan thunder prison. Wang Jiangyu of old Bei'an, with his supreme divine power and his strong cultivation above all others, made this hall, once the most respected of the Ying Dynasty, tremble at its feet.
Not only the Jinluan hall, including the entire glass underground, and even the glass city above, are shaking violently.
After the old prince released his country prototype, it indicated that his life form at this time had exceeded the two great masters of the previous dynasty who had been fighting against each other. The power of the vast country everywhere in the void was like a big hand. It was hard to move the two great masters. At the same time, there was a soft force, which made the snow fall in the air Half of the city, the whole body, slowly landing.
Different from the former dynasty criminals who were held in place, the actions of the snow half city were not greatly affected after landing. Therefore, the sweating young snowman, who was on the verge of collapse, directly sat on the ground with no image and gasped heavily. Then he held his right hand on the ground and looked around for a week.
In the huge Jinluan hall, there is a mess, full of broken arm debris, and even the body of a snowstorm bear can be seen. The hundreds of snow people who jumped out of the hall from the snow half city were almost dead by this time.
"Why is it hard to hit a stone with an egg?"
The faint voice comes from the mouth of xuebancheng. I don't know whether it is the soldiers of the snow people who have died, or the criminal people of the former dynasty who are being imprisoned by the prototype of the state at this time, or the snow city itself?
After the faint voice of the snow half city fell, the old king of Bei'an, who was stepping forward to the high platform of the Jinluan palace, gently turned his head and glanced at the person in front of him. Then the old prince grasped the halberd in his hand and looked at the two men not far away. The old and dignified voice continued to ring:
"under the road, the process of history They are all the result of the choice of the times. You Ying's previous dynasty has lasted for nearly ten thousand years, and once flourished to the utmost. Why do some people just want to do that dirty thing because they are not satisfied?
"There is a saying in the world of practice since ancient times that we are inferior in skills and willing to be inferior. If we lose, we should accept it more than hide in the ground and dream of restoring our country in the spring and Autumn period."
As the words fell, the old king of Bei'an just stepped on the ninety-nine step platform. Then he stopped and looked at the Panlong pillar that held up the whole space in the hall. In his eyes of thunder and lightning, with scorn and disdain, his voice continued to roll out:
"do you think that relying on the Jiulong pillar can support the past glory which has completely fallen Yao, that's naive, because these pillars are too fragile
After that, the old king of Bei'an waved his thunder and blood halberd to the front, and the bloody thunder reappeared in the void, just like a blade cut out, directly across the four giant dragon pillars in front of him. After the piercing roar of thunder, the four golden pillars were directly cut off by the waist and slid down.
After losing the support of the Panlong pillar, the ground above the whole half of Jinluan hall suddenly began to tilt and fall, and the shaking inside the hall became more violent. Then, one huge rock fell down, harvesting the lives of those former criminals below.
After cutting off the four dragon pillars, the old king of Bei'an continued to lift his legs and walk down the steps toward the Golden Dragon chair on the high platform. Looking at the chair carved with a flying dragon, the old man's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. Then he lifted his halberd again. Not far away, two more dragon pillars were cut off. The whole Jinluan palace collapsed in a wider area, only the high platform was left The scope still has support.
A large number of monks from shanwenbai secretly went to the hinterland of the snow plain were smashed into meat by stones, which made the eyes of the two great masters in the void filled with blood, and the whole eyebrow angle burst open because of extreme anger. They tried to open their mouths and tried to roar, but they seemed to be choked by their throats. They could only struggle wildly in the void and make a whine.
"Noisy!"
The old king of Bei'an went on walking to the Dragon chair without looking back. He just stretched out his right hand and patted it down gently. Then, within the rudimentary state, a red heaven and earth hand composed of the thunder of Xueyuan appeared, and directly slapped xuanlao and others on the ground, and the place where they fell was not far from the snow half city.
Snow half city quickly shrinks the whole person into a group, in order to resist the strong aftershock. After the deafening roar, it slowly climbs up, and sees two dying old figures lying on the ground like a spider web.
When the head is still buzzing in the snow half city that is climbing up from the ground, the old king Bei'an's old voice is ringing in his ear:
"if you kill them, it will be recorded in the history books. This is also the reward of the king for guiding you."
The voice of the old king of Bei'an dropped, and his expression changed slightly in the snow half of the city. Then he looked up at the old king of Bei'an above, and his expression returned to solemnity. He picked up the dagger from the ground. The whole man slowly stood up and limped to the two people who were hit on the ground.He walked slowly in xuebancheng. Although he was staggering, he was extremely steady. Then he went to the first old figure and looked down. His face gradually became clear under his black robe. It turned out that he was an old woman who had spent too long in the snow plain in the far north. His skin was pale and bloodless, and because he was seriously injured, his mouth was bubbling with blood foam.
The old woman's eyes were a little dim, staring at the face of the snow half city, her eyes twinkled, but then she narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched the dagger, mobilized the whole body's strength, directly pierced into the old woman's neck, and then twisted it violently.
The whole action was quick and accurate. No matter how high the old woman's previous accomplishments were, when her neck was pierced, only her whole body trembled violently, accompanied by squeaking blood spurts.
Scalding blood splashed half of the city's face, but it was still unmoved. He got up and went to xuanlao, who was lying on his back, and squatted down again.
But this time, xuebancheng looks at xuanlao's face with extremely complicated expression, because if you look closely, you will find that the face of xuebancheng is seven points similar to xuanlao.
"I know you, and according to seniority, I should call you grandfather."
The voice of snow half city was very light, but after ringing in xuanlao's ear, the body of the latter lying on the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the whole eyes began to emit intense survival brilliance.
"The old prince once asked me why I should take him down since he knew that there was a close relative at the bottom?"
Xuebancheng will lie down and speak softly in xuanlao's ear. After he pauses for a few minutes, the voice comes out again:
"I told him that blood vessels can't be protected in the snow plain, only hurt. Since you have never recognized me, then each other, in my opinion, the so-called blood and kinship are never equal.
"Grandfather, this is our first and last meeting. It's OK to leave."
Voice dropped, a steady hand, the dagger into xuanlao's heart.
"You boy, how dare you
In the roaring praise of the old prince, the snow half city killed two great masters in the underground Jinluan hall!
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Under the ground of liulicheng, Jinluan palace symbolizes the supreme majesty of the emperor. At this time, it has been completely covered by the scarlet light of Xueyuan thunder prison. Wang Jiangyu of old Bei'an, with his supreme divine power and his strong cultivation above all others, made this hall, once the most respected of the Ying Dynasty, tremble at its feet.
Not only the Jinluan hall, including the entire glass underground, and even the glass city above, are shaking violently.
After the old prince released his country prototype, it indicated that his life form at this time had exceeded the two great masters of the previous dynasty who had been fighting against each other. The power of the vast country everywhere in the void was like a big hand. It was hard to move the two great masters. At the same time, there was a soft force, which made the snow fall in the air Half of the city, the whole body, slowly landing.
Different from the former dynasty criminals who were held in place, the actions of the snow half city were not greatly affected after landing. Therefore, the sweating young snowman, who was on the verge of collapse, directly sat on the ground with no image and gasped heavily. Then he held his right hand on the ground and looked around for a week.
In the huge Jinluan hall, there is a mess, full of broken arm debris, and even the body of a snowstorm bear can be seen. The hundreds of snow people who jumped out of the hall from the snow half city were almost dead by this time.
"Why is it hard to hit a stone with an egg?"
The faint voice comes from the mouth of xuebancheng. I don't know whether it is the soldiers of the snow people who have died, or the criminal people of the former dynasty who are being imprisoned by the prototype of the state at this time, or the snow city itself?
After the faint voice of the snow half city fell, the old king of Bei'an, who was stepping forward to the high platform of the Jinluan palace, gently turned his head and glanced at the person in front of him. Then the old prince grasped the halberd in his hand and looked at the two men not far away. The old and dignified voice continued to ring:
"under the road, the process of history They are all the result of the choice of the times. You Ying's previous dynasty has lasted for nearly ten thousand years, and once flourished to the utmost. Why do some people just want to do that dirty thing because they are not satisfied?
"There is a saying in the world of practice since ancient times that we are inferior in skills and willing to be inferior. If we lose, we should accept it more than hide in the ground and dream of restoring our country in the spring and Autumn period."
As the words fell, the old king of Bei'an just stepped on the ninety-nine step platform. Then he stopped and looked at the Panlong pillar that held up the whole space in the hall. In his eyes of thunder and lightning, with scorn and disdain, his voice continued to roll out:
"do you think that relying on the Jiulong pillar can support the past glory which has completely fallen Yao, that's naive, because these pillars are too fragile
After that, the old king of Bei'an waved his thunder and blood halberd to the front, and the bloody thunder reappeared in the void, just like a blade cut out, directly across the four giant dragon pillars in front of him. After the piercing roar of thunder, the four golden pillars were directly cut off by the waist and slid down.
After losing the support of the Panlong pillar, the ground above the whole half of Jinluan hall suddenly began to tilt and fall, and the shaking inside the hall became more violent. Then, one huge rock fell down, harvesting the lives of those former criminals below.
After cutting off the four dragon pillars, the old king of Bei'an continued to lift his legs and walk down the steps toward the Golden Dragon chair on the high platform. Looking at the chair carved with a flying dragon, the old man's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. Then he lifted his halberd again. Not far away, two more dragon pillars were cut off. The whole Jinluan palace collapsed in a wider area, only the high platform was left The scope still has support.
A large number of monks from shanwenbai secretly went to the hinterland of the snow plain were smashed into meat by stones, which made the eyes of the two great masters in the void filled with blood, and the whole eyebrow angle burst open because of extreme anger. They tried to open their mouths and tried to roar, but they seemed to be choked by their throats. They could only struggle wildly in the void and make a whine.
"Noisy!"
The old king of Bei'an went on walking to the Dragon chair without looking back. He just stretched out his right hand and patted it down gently. Then, within the rudimentary state, a red heaven and earth hand composed of the thunder of Xueyuan appeared, and directly slapped xuanlao and others on the ground, and the place where they fell was not far from the snow half city.
Snow half city quickly shrinks the whole person into a group, in order to resist the strong aftershock. After the deafening roar, it slowly climbs up, and sees two dying old figures lying on the ground like a spider web.
When the head is still buzzing in the snow half city that is climbing up from the ground, the old king Bei'an's old voice is ringing in his ear:
"if you kill them, it will be recorded in the history books. This is also the reward of the king for guiding you."
The voice of the old king of Bei'an dropped, and his expression changed slightly in the snow half of the city. Then he looked up at the old king of Bei'an above, and his expression returned to solemnity. He picked up the dagger from the ground. The whole man slowly stood up and limped to the two people who were hit on the ground.He walked slowly in xuebancheng. Although he was staggering, he was extremely steady. Then he went to the first old figure and looked down. His face gradually became clear under his black robe. It turned out that he was an old woman who had spent too long in the snow plain in the far north. His skin was pale and bloodless, and because he was seriously injured, his mouth was bubbling with blood foam.
The old woman's eyes were a little dim, staring at the face of the snow half city, her eyes twinkled, but then she narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched the dagger, mobilized the whole body's strength, directly pierced into the old woman's neck, and then twisted it violently.
The whole action was quick and accurate. No matter how high the old woman's previous accomplishments were, when her neck was pierced, only her whole body trembled violently, accompanied by squeaking blood spurts.
Scalding blood splashed half of the city's face, but it was still unmoved. He got up and went to xuanlao, who was lying on his back, and squatted down again.
But this time, xuebancheng looks at xuanlao's face with extremely complicated expression, because if you look closely, you will find that the face of xuebancheng is seven points similar to xuanlao.
"I know you, and according to seniority, I should call you grandfather."
The voice of snow half city was very light, but after ringing in xuanlao's ear, the body of the latter lying on the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the whole eyes began to emit intense survival brilliance.
"The old prince once asked me why I should take him down since he knew that there was a close relative at the bottom?"
Xuebancheng will lie down and speak softly in xuanlao's ear. After he pauses for a few minutes, the voice comes out again:
"I told him that blood vessels can't be protected in the snow plain, only hurt. Since you have never recognized me, then each other, in my opinion, the so-called blood and kinship are never equal.
"Grandfather, this is our first and last meeting. It's OK to leave."
Voice dropped, a steady hand, the dagger into xuanlao's heart.
"You boy, how dare you
In the roaring praise of the old prince, the snow half city killed two great masters in the underground Jinluan hall!
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Under the ground of liulicheng, Jinluan palace symbolizes the supreme majesty of the emperor. At this time, it has been completely covered by the scarlet light of Xueyuan thunder prison. Wang Jiangyu of old Bei'an, with his supreme divine power and his strong cultivation above all others, made this hall, once the most respected of the Ying Dynasty, tremble at its feet. Not only the Jinluan hall, including the entire glass underground, and even the glass city above, are shaking violently. After the old prince released his country prototype, it indicated that his life form at this time had exceeded the two great masters of the previous dynasty who had been fighting against each other. The power of the vast country everywhere in the void was like a big hand. It was hard to move the two great masters. At the same time, there was a soft force, which made the snow fall in the air Half of the city, the whole body, slowly landing. Different from the former dynasty criminals who were held in place, the actions of the snow half city were not greatly affected after landing. Therefore, the sweating young snowman, who was on the verge of collapse, directly sat on the ground with no image and gasped heavily. Then he held his right hand on the ground and looked around for a week. In the huge Jinluan hall, there is a mess, full of broken arm debris, and even the body of a snowstorm bear can be seen. The hundreds of snow people who jumped out of the hall from the snow half city were almost dead by this time. "Why is it hard to hit a stone with an egg?" The faint voice comes from the mouth of xuebancheng. I don't know whether it is the soldiers of the snow people who have died, or the criminal people of the former dynasty who are being imprisoned by the prototype of the state at this time, or the snow city itself? After the faint voice of the snow half city fell, the old king of Bei'an, who was stepping forward to the high platform of the Jinluan palace, gently turned his head and glanced at the person in front of him. Then the old prince grasped the halberd in his hand and looked at the two men not far away. The old and dignified voice continued to ring: "under the road, the process of history They are all the result of the choice of the times. You Ying's previous dynasty has lasted for nearly ten thousand years, and once flourished to the utmost. Why do some people just want to do that dirty thing because they are not satisfied? "There is a saying in the world of practice since ancient times that we are inferior in skills and willing to be inferior. If we lose, we should accept it more than hide in the ground and dream of restoring our country in the spring and Autumn period." As the words fell, the old king of Bei'an just stepped on the ninety-nine step platform. Then he stopped and looked at the Panlong pillar that held up the whole space in the hall. In his eyes of thunder and lightning, with scorn and disdain, his voice continued to roll out: "do you think that relying on the Jiulong pillar can support the past glory which has completely fallen Yao, that's naive, because these pillars are too fragile After that, the old king of Bei'an waved his thunder and blood halberd to the front, and the bloody thunder reappeared in the void, just like a blade cut out, directly across the four giant dragon pillars in front of him. After the piercing roar of thunder, the four golden pillars were directly cut off by the waist and slid down. After losing the support of the Panlong pillar, the ground above the whole half of Jinluan hall suddenly began to tilt and fall, and the shaking inside the hall became more violent. Then, one huge rock fell down, harvesting the lives of those former criminals below. After cutting off the four dragon pillars, the old king of Bei'an continued to lift his legs and walk down the steps toward the Golden Dragon chair on the high platform. Looking at the chair carved with a flying dragon, the old man's eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. Then he lifted his halberd again. Not far away, two more dragon pillars were cut off. The whole Jinluan palace collapsed in a wider area, only the high platform was left The scope still has support. A large number of monks from shanwenbai secretly went to the hinterland of the snow plain were smashed into meat by stones, which made the eyes of the two great masters in the void filled with blood, and the whole eyebrow angle burst open because of extreme anger. They tried to open their mouths and tried to roar, but they seemed to be choked by their throats. They could only struggle wildly in the void and make a whine. "Noisy!" The old king of Bei'an went on walking to the Dragon chair without looking back. He just stretched out his right hand and patted it down gently. Then, within the rudimentary state, a red heaven and earth hand composed of the thunder of Xueyuan appeared, and directly slapped xuanlao and others on the ground, and the place where they fell was not far from the snow half city. Snow half city quickly shrinks the whole person into a group, in order to resist the strong aftershock. After the deafening roar, it slowly climbs up, and sees two dying old figures lying on the ground like a spider web. When the head is still buzzing in the snow half city that is climbing up from the ground, the old king Bei'an's old voice is ringing in his ear: "if you kill them, it will be recorded in the history books. This is also the reward of the king for guiding you." The voice of the old king of Bei'an dropped, and his expression changed slightly in the snow half of the city. Then he looked up at the old king of Bei'an above, and his expression returned to solemnity. He picked up the dagger from the ground. The whole man slowly stood up and limped to the two people who were hit on the ground.He walked slowly in xuebancheng. Although he was staggering, he was extremely steady. Then he went to the first old figure and looked down. His face gradually became clear under his black robe. It turned out that he was an old woman who had spent too long in the snow plain in the far north. His skin was pale and bloodless, and because he was seriously injured, his mouth was bubbling with blood foam. The old woman's eyes were a little dim, staring at the face of the snow half city, her eyes twinkled, but then she narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched the dagger, mobilized the whole body's strength, directly pierced into the old woman's neck, and then twisted it violently. The whole action was quick and accurate. No matter how high the old woman's previous accomplishments were, when her neck was pierced, only her whole body trembled violently, accompanied by squeaking blood spurts. Scalding blood splashed half of the city's face, but it was still unmoved. He got up and went to xuanlao, who was lying on his back, and squatted down again. But this time, xuebancheng looks at xuanlao's face with extremely complicated expression, because if you look closely, you will find that the face of xuebancheng is seven points similar to xuanlao. "I know you, and according to seniority, I should call you grandfather." The voice of snow half city was very light, but after ringing in xuanlao's ear, the body of the latter lying on the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and the whole eyes began to emit intense survival brilliance. "The old prince once asked me why I should take him down since he knew that there was a close relative at the bottom?" Xuebancheng will lie down and speak softly in xuanlao's ear. After he pauses for a few minutes, the voice comes out again: "I told him that blood vessels can't be protected in the snow plain, only hurt. Since you have never recognized me, then each other, in my opinion, the so-called blood and kinship are never equal. "Grandfather, this is our first and last meeting. It's OK to leave." Voice dropped, a steady hand, the dagger into xuanlao's heart. "You boy, how dare you In the roaring praise of the old prince, the snow half city killed two great masters in the underground Jinluan hall! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
