The formation in the palace suddenly gave birth to an induction, and countless lines fell with starlight, like a virtual palace, pressing towards Xin Haichen.Xin Haichen was the most important big man in the imperial court and military, of course he knew the power of this formation, and with a muffled snort, the soft armor hidden in his clothes suddenly swelled and turned into a huge puppet, blocking the virtual palace.Only countless dense sounds were heard, and the puppet collapsed instantly, but it bought Xin Haichen some time.The sword intent that came out of his arm saw that he was about to cut Jing Yao into two pieces.Hu Guifei stood in the side hall, looking at the picture over there, her face was pale, and she was about to show her tail when she didn't care so much, but she was stopped by a hand.I could only hear a soft sound.Xin Haichen's long-awaited knife finally fell, but it did not fall on Jing Yao's body, but on top of a white robe.The white dress was cut by this knife.Jing Jiu didn't know when he came to the field.He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xin Haichen's throat and lifted it into the air.Xin Haichen let out a depressed and angry howl, his breath was loud, and his hands were like fans, and he was about to smash the other party's head - he had been tempered in the northern frontier of the Snow Country for many years, with an unimaginably strong body and a strength as a mountain, how could he allow himself to be lifted up like a chicken!
Jing Jiu didn't dodge and let the opponent's hand fall.I only heard a loud bang, which echoed in the main hall.Xin Haichen's hand landed on Jing Jiu's face, leaving no trace.A spark erupted between Jing Jiu's right hand and this person's neck.There was a click.Xin Haichen's hands hung down weakly.Immediately afterward, his head also fell, bounced twice on the ground, and then rolled out a long way.Jing Jiu withdrew his right hand, caught the falling hair rope in the air, tied the black hair behind him again, walked between the ministers, and came to the outside of the hall.The first rays of morning light appeared in the east, and it fell on his face, and it was very clear.Countless suppressed exclamations rang out.The ministers have guessed his identity, and many people have already knelt down, or called the head of the house, or Jingyang Zhenren.Many others did not move, frozen in place, looking at him with wariness or horror.Bai Zhenren's voice floated over from Yingtianmen, more than ten miles away."
According to the rules of the Mei Society, the Qingshan Sect is not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the imperial family, even if you are really a real person in Jingyang, not to mention that you may just be a sword demon."
The ministers thought to themselves, even if Jing Jiu was the head of Qingshan or even Jingyang Zhenren, how could he interfere with the inheritance of the throne?
Of course, according to the laws and regulations of the world, there is no reason for the Zhongzhou faction to interfere, but it is still the rules of the Mei Association that are ultimately implemented by the cultivation world and the Chaotian Continent.Jing Jiu ignored Bai Zhenren and these ministers, and said directly: "Read the edict." ”When the words fell, Lu Guogong walked out of the ministers, looking much older than usual.Seeing that it was him, the ministers were a little surprised, and they felt that it was reasonable that His Majesty the God Emperor's most trusted courtier was him, and it was natural for the edict to be in his hands.Lu Guogong took out the edict and began to read it, and a slightly hoarse voice echoed in the quiet palace.The content of the first half of the edict is normal.As expected, His Majesty the Emperor of God passed on the crown prince Jingyao, and Lu Guogong and Prime Minister Cen were the ministers who took care of their lives.Gu Qing was entrusted with an important task in the edict, and finally became a real emperor, which is also expected.But when the edict was read to the end, people knew that the most important thing was here.Jingyang real people supervise the country!
What is even more shocking to people is that the edict of His Majesty the God Emperor is not written in Jingyang Zhenren, but ......
Uncle Jingyang!
………… Countless shocked glances fell on Jing Jiu's body.If he is a real person in Jingyang, then he is actually the uncle of His Majesty the God Emperor?
Jingyang Zhenren actually has such a close relationship with the royal family?
Why did no one know about Chaotian Continent for hundreds of years?
Yes, everybody knows it's a jingzi.The scenery of the scenery, the scenery of the scenery, the scenery of the shadow, the scenery of the emperor, the scenery of the sun.However......
There are so many people with the surname Jing in the world, why is it that Jing character?
The temple was silent, and no one spoke.People looked at the white-clothed man in front of the hall in shock, and only then did they vaguely understand why His Majesty the God Emperor had been so close to the Qingshan Sect all these years.Some ministers even thought about it even longer, at the Plum Meeting six hundred years ago, the Qingshan Sect completely gave up its influence in the Chaoge City to win the support of the Zhongzhou faction, is it also related to this?
Jingyang Zhenren was originally an elder of the imperial family, so how could the Zhongzhou faction fundamentally control the imperial court?
Jing Yao stood not far from the throne, listening to his father's edict, he was stunned for a long time before he woke up, subconsciously glanced at the side hall, saw his mother nodded, and suddenly became more sober, and bowed to Jing Jiu: "Grandson to meet the emperor's uncle!"
”Jing Jiu didn't look back and said, "Sit down in your place." ”The position that belongs to His Majesty the God Emperor is naturally the throne.Jing Yao took a deep breath, held the sword at his waist, and walked towards the throne, his face was no longer pale, and his expression was more resolute.After many years, there are still many ministers and generals in the court who support the Zhongzhou faction and Jing Xin, even if the voice of Lu Guogong reading the edict seems to be still lingering on the beam, there are still many people who stand up and are ready to stop this.There were even two generals and several guards who were ready to follow Xin Haichen's command, even if they risked being suppressed by the Imperial City Array, they would kill Jing Yao here.Prime Minister Cen and the courtiers who were ready to carry out the edict of the previous emperor were so angry that they were ready to take action.Jing Jiu stood in front of the hall, looking at Yingtianmen in the distance, and did not move.Choked.Jing Yao's right hand on the hilt of the sword was bounced away, and the sword broke out of its sheath!
An extremely cold sword light illuminated the dim palace!
With a slight but terrifying cutting sound, the sword light traveled through the hall at an unimaginable speed, and it could not be seen by the naked eye at all, only one arc after another!
Rubbing, rubbing, those generals and guards stopped in place, and then traces like spider webs appeared on their bodies, and finally turned into blood clots all over the ground!
The cold sword light suddenly disappeared.I only heard another choking.The sword had returned to the scabbard at Jing Yao's waist.………… In just an instant, those ill-intentioned generals and guards with amazing combat power turned into pieces of meat on the ground.Looking at the blood that was gradually soaking, some ministers retreated in horror, some ministers were thoughtful, and more people looked directly at Jing Jiu.Everyone knows that the sword came from the scabbard on the waist of Prince Jingyao, but the real sword maker was him!
What kind of sword is that, it is so terrifying, killing people invisibly, and it has no killing intent, as if it were an inhuman thing.And even if the level of that sword is high, what kind of realm does the sword maker need to kill so many strong people in an instant?
The entire cultivation world and even the upper class of the Chaotian Continent knew that Jing Jiu was the youngest Sea-Breaking Realm powerhouse in the history of cultivation, the question was whether there was such a powerful Sea-Breaking Primordial Realm?
Even if you are really a real person in Jingyang......
When Jingyang Zhenren broke through the initial realm of the sea, it was impossible to be so powerful!"
This is Nanchao's first son sword?"
Bai Zhenren's voice floated over from Yingtianmen, which was more than ten miles away.Jing Jiu corrected: "This is my first son sword. ”Countless years ago, when Dao Yuan Zhenren was dying, he used the Qingshan Sword Array to slash the Dao Tree of Nan Chao, snatched the first son's sword, and gave it to his favorite apprentice Sun Jingyang.Since then, the first son sword has been in Jingyang's hands.More than 600 years ago, he used this sword when he and Taiping, Liu Ci, Yuan Qi Whale, Corpse Dog, and Demon Chicken slaughtered in the green mountains.When he and Taiping went to destroy the ancestral altar of the Xuanyin Sect, they still used this sword.Until more than 300 years ago, the former god emperor faked his death and escaped to Guocheng Temple as a monk, and the god emperor reluctantly succeeded to the throne, and in order to appease his nephew, he gave him the first son sword as a gift.Three hundred years later, the Divine Emperor lent the first son sword to Zhao Layue, killed Luo Huainan, and was buried under a tree by Liu Shiying, which indirectly led to the death of the Western Wangsun and the destruction of Yuntai.Later, the first son sword was transferred to the Xihai Sword Sect by the winter, which led to the destruction of the Xihai Sword Sect.In the end, the sword returned to Aoyama and returned to Jing Jiu's hands.A few years ago, the God Emperor made Jingyao the crown prince, and he took the first son sword as a gift and sent it to the palace again.The experience of the first son sword is extremely bizarre, I don't know how many hands have changed hands in the past thousand years, and those people and sects who have owned him have no good end in the end, and it looks quite ominous.Jing Jiu didn't think so, because those who were unlucky were his enemies, and just like he said to Bai Zhenren.This was meant to be his sword.Even the sword he'd used for the longest time.So today, in the battle for the throne of Chaoge City, the first sword he came out of was the first son sword.If you come out of the sword, you will see blood.Rejoice, too.………… Jing Yao walked to the throne, and no one could stop him from sitting down at this time.He didn't sit down, but looked at Jing Jiu at the entrance of the hall.Jing Jiu took two steps out of the hall and sat down on the steps, resting his right hand on his knee, in a very casual posture, as if he was fishing at the water's edge.A few days ago, he sat and chatted with the Divine Emperor's nephew here, using this posture.Jing Yao looked at the scene, his eyes were slightly wet, he sniffed, and sat on the throne.It was just such a simple sitting, and his whole person's aura suddenly became different from before, not more sacred and more majestic, but more calm and firm.Led by Lu Guogong, many ministers and generals knelt on the ground and shouted long live.Other ministers stood silently, not moving or speaking.The sound of the mountain shouting long live reached the outside of the temple, alarming the early birds, whose wings broke through the morning breeze and made a simple sound, and gradually flew higher.The square in front of the main hall was already extremely wide, and after the opening of the imperial city array, there was a sense of immensity, and the line of sight could not see the edge, as if it was dozens of miles wide.There was no one in such a wide square, only a small sedan chair with a blue curtain placed there.Outside the imperial city, the morning clouds are getting thicker, the morning glow is gradually appearing, and more than ten cloud ships are becoming clearer, which is quite sacred and beautiful.The bitter boat of a Mao Zhai is a little farther away.There was silence in the castle.In the sky outside the city, I don't know how many cultivation sects and powerhouses are coming.Jing Jiu sat on the stone steps and watched it all quietly.Then, the talk of real people arrived.This time, he didn't get up to greet him.()