In the Imperial City, outside the Red Dragon Palace, the two important ministers of the Blood Qin Empire, Taifu and Taiwei, who controlled the military and political power, as well as the eight ministers of the Taiwan Pavilion who entered the pavilion, knelt in front of the door of the main hall in a row, straightened their bodies, and stared at the two doors of the Red Dragon Hall in a daze.
The Red Dragon Hall is just below the blood-colored stone platform at the core of the imperial city, and it is the place where the Blood Qin Emperor cultivates his mind and cultivates his iron and blood power on weekdays.
With the help of the vast formation of the imperial city and the mobilization of the power of nature within a radius of hundreds of miles to infuse the human body, the cultivation of the successive emperors of the Blood Qin Dynasty in the iron-blooded emperor technique was a thousand miles a day, far better than any so-called genius in the world.
The Blood Qin Empire was the Taifu Baoyun Pavilion of the Three Dynasties, and the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu Tai was half from his hands, and he was loyal to the royal family.
When the imperial captain Lingzhen Army, he was a newly promoted member of the Heavy Minister after Win Xuan ascended the throne Chapter 721 in the silent place, shocked, the Lingzhen Army, who was born in the army, accumulated military merits and won the title of Duke of the country, and in the Blood Qin Emperor, thirty percent of the leading generals of the Blood Qin Empire were all from the Lingzhen Army.
Bao Yunge was born with a face as black as ink, majestic and solemn, with a tall and burly body, looking like a military general.
On the contrary, it was the spirit of the army who was born in the army, and although he was older, he still looked like a handsome white-faced student, only occasionally his eyebrows opened and closed, and a flash of light in his eyes revealed the fierce killing intent that a militaristic minister should have.
The eight ministers kneeling beside them were the important ministers of the Lingyan Pavilion and the Lingyun Pavilion of the Blood Qin Empire.
Lingyan Pavilion is in charge of military affairs, Lingyuntai is in charge of government affairs, and the eight ministers are exactly four civil ministers and four military generals.
These twelve top ministers of the Blood Qin Empire knelt neatly in front of the Red Dragon Palace, and the many guards and eunuchs guarding the Red Dragon Hall were so nervous that their bodies stiffened, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.
Especially the eight second-grade eunuchs who were in front of the door of the Red Dragon Palace, wearing the blood-colored Jiaolong Chapter 721 in a silent place, they laughed with the frightened sea robes, and persuaded the twelve important ministers of the country to get up quickly.
Hurry up and deal with the government, what should you do, don't kneel here.
These twelve have been kneeling here for two days and two nights, and the worst thing is that on weekdays, they are also henchmen and favorite ministers who have seats in front of Ying Hui, if they kneel in front of Ying Xi for national affairs, it will be fine, and now they are kneeling in front of the Red Dragon Palace, facing them are these eunuchs and guards, these unlucky eunuchs and guards only feel that their necks are cold, as if their heads have left them.
Finally.
A chief eunuch took two steps forward tremblingly, and said cautiously with a sad face: "Everyone.
Ladies and gentlemen, please do well.
Don't be embarrassed, slaves and maids.
The emperor is really not in the Red Dragon Palace, and neither is the ancestor of the sea."
Lingjun glanced at the chief eunuch with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Then, to find the Black Dragon Mountain, almost all the mountains have been destroyed, the second prince has left the Jingxin Nunnery and gone to the Xidi rebel camp, and the Xiqiang Protectorate has fallen.
Now the rebels are working on the four methods, and in a maximum of half a month, the seven surrounding provinces will all fall."
Stretched out his hand and grabbed the eunuch's collar, the Lingjun dragged the eunuch in front of him, looked down at his miserable white face and said in a cruel voice: "The coalition army composed of hundreds of tribes of the Snow Plains Federation is only two days away from the northern frontier of Blood Qin, and if Your Majesty does not come out to preside over the government, the northern Xinjiang and the northwest will rot your gang of dead eunuchs, and you don't look for it."
Mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress the rebels in Dragon City, and the Lingyun army can issue this military order.
But without the jade seal of victory, no general who led the army dared to obey this military order indiscriminately.
The scale of the rebels in Dragon City was huge, and coupled with the orc army of the Snow Plains Federation who took advantage of the fire to loot, all the armies of the Blood Qin Empire in the entire northern frontier had to be mobilized, and even countless soldiers and horses had to be mobilized from the interior to reinforce them.
Tens of millions of troop movements are involved, and the military orders of the Lingyun Army alone are of a fart use The last word was searched, and Lingjun couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart, and slammed a fist into the eunuch's chest, sending him flying out in the air.
The chief eunuch spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily on the gate of the Red Dragon Palace.
The unlucky eunuch smiled bitterly, got up obediently, shook his head and walked up slowly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it is true that Your Majesty is not in the palace.
You might as well tell your lords that Your Majesty has that top-secret teleportation array that goes directly to the outside of the imperial city, and may even go directly to some secret halls and palaces tens of thousands of miles away, and those of us who are slaves and maids are not qualified to know at all. ” Taking a deep breath, the chief eunuch smiled bitterly and said, "If you want to find Your Majesty, you elders should simply go to Lord Hu Xinzhu Hu and the young man, the secret merchant from the West called Lin Qi."
They are the last people to see His Majesty, looking for them, I guess there is still some faith."
Bao Yunge raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Zhenjun: "Tai Lieutenant, you go to Hu Tu Hu and wait, Hu Xinzhu's kid is very cunning, I want him to give him a clear explanation of the things of the past few days, where is Your Majesty, let him explain clearly."
I'll wait here, and if I don't see Your Majesty, and if I don't ask for Your Majesty's holy decree, we'll kneel and die here."
Lingjun took a deep breath, flicked himself up, and then shouted: "Mobilize people, search all over the city, and arrest Hu Xinzhu's little boy for me."
When the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty of the Blood Qin Empire were worried about the treacherous state affairs of the past few days, somewhere ten miles underground, that is, in the palace where Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu had been that night, next to the corpse of Hai Xihai's old husband, Ying Xi was sitting cross-legged with a drunken face, and a blue light that exuded a strong breath of life wrapped his whole body, and a black and red energy flew up from above his head, carrying waves and floating above his head, like a big flag flying in the air.
The secret of the Iron-blooded Emperor Secret of the Blood-Qin Empire Imperial Family, the iron-blooded imperial qi cultivated is fierce and domineering, and it is a first-class domineering technique in the Eastern Continent, especially good at fighting on the battlefield, the more prosperous the killing, the higher the cultivation.
But the so-called iron-blooded eighteen levels, one heavy and one hell, one step and one death.
The iron-blooded imperial qi cultivated by the iron-blooded emperor is completely beyond the limit that the human body can bear, and it is cultivated by absorbing the killing blood, and the iron-blooded imperial qi is extremely burdensome on the cultivator's body, and the damage is extremely great, it is an evil sect technique that kills oneself before killing oneself.
The so-called Eighteen Levels of Iron and Blood means that if this exercise is cultivated properly, it can make people cultivate from a mortal to a god.
But along the way, there are eighteen iron-blooded entrances, and each pass is a death calamity, a hell.
According to the different personal qualifications, according to the individual's understanding of the Iron Blood Emperor Formula, the time for the arrival of the Iron-Blood Eighteen Levels is also different.
Some people ushered in the first death calamity in their status, and they exploded and died at a young age.
Some people only ushered in the first level in the realm of saint masters, and they easily survived the death tribulation by relying on their strong cultivation.
Of course, in the royal family of the Blood Qin Empire, there is no one in ten thousand lucky people in the latter, but there are a lot of unlucky people in the front, basically one or two thousand people in ten thousand people ushered in the death catastrophe in their positions, and they were successfully blown up into a ball of plasma and died, so that the people of the Blood Qin Empire had a lot of less princes who sat and waited for death to do evil.
And Yingxi, his luck is not bad, his father died early, he took over the throne when he cultivated to the peak of the heavenly throne, and then ushered in the first catastrophe.
With the help of the power of the whole country, Ying Xi successfully survived the easiest first death level, and then he successfully cultivated upward, and he has not ushered in the second death tribulation for more than 100 years.
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But just six years ago, when Ying Xi intended to break through the peak realm of the Holy Master with the help of the vast heaven and earth aura attracted by the formation in the palace, and stepped into the realm of the demigod of the Enlightener, the second death calamity came silently, and his blood and qi rolled like thunder, and his qi was shattered inch by inch on the spot, and his air pockets were shattered, and his internal organs were almost as if they were dumpling filling.
With the help of powerful cultivation, Ying Qin worked hard for half a year to hold on to immortality, and when he was about to lose his support, the seventh prince Ying Qin presented him with a potted immortal osmanthus tree with new sprouts of dead wood and so happened to be in Ying Hui's hands.
The last bit of fighting energy in Ying Hui's body was absorbed by the osmanthus tree, and he exuded vitality and vitality, which saved Ying Hui's life Although the cultivator fell to the lower level of the saint, Ying Xi was the only lucky person in the records of the blood Qin Empire's royal family who asked for the Iron and Blood Eighteen Heavy Deaths And now, Ying Xi has obtained eighteen drops of the sap of the Tree of Life, and the powerful vitality envelops his whole body, and the meridians, air pockets, and internal organs in his body have been completely repaired as before, and this only consumes less than one drop of juice.
The huge vitality and vitality were tumbling in the body, and the dragon heads on the dragon pillars inside the main hall were constantly spitting out a rich energy breath, which was the heaven and earth energy drawn from the imperial city through the formation, and these energies were constantly being swallowed by Win Yang.
The first level of death is easy to break through, the second, third, fourth...
As Ying Xi expected, the huge vitality protected his body, his physical functions became extremely strong, his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, he had successfully broken through the realm of the Enlightener, and in just a few days, he had completed the achievements of the past hundred years, and those iron-blooded eighteen heavy death tribulations were not worth mentioning at all in the face of almost infinite vitality.
The qi and blood all over his body tumbled and rushed like a volcanic eruption, but Ying Xi's soul was extremely silent like a dead man.
The eighteen drops of osmanthus sap were infused with a ridiculously strong calming ingredient, which kept Ying Hui's soul as quiet as death, and this dead silence would last for a month.
At the same time, that juice is also infused with a strong element of excitement, which will stimulate Ying Yan's qi and blood, stimulate his physical strength, and force him to only continue to cultivate and cultivate wildly.
The heart is like ice and snow, the body is like a volcano, and with the continuous consumption of eighteen drops of liquid juice, Yingyang's cultivation continues to advance by leaps and bounds.
Waiting for a low roar to come from Ying Hui's body, the deadliest eighteen levels of the Iron Blood Emperor Technique were all broken through by Ying Hui.
The mid-level of the Enlightener, the high-level winner who is infinitely close to the Enlightener, has obtained a power that ordinary people may not have for thousands of years in just a few days.
Boundless joy was born in Ying Hui's heart, all the eighteen levels were broken, and his future cultivation would no longer be hindered.
At this moment, a distorted shadow appeared behind Ying Yang out of thin air.
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