Emperor Qianheng closed his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart. After a long time, he looked at Liu Jing, who was trembling, and his body trembled and raised the silk book high.

"The Book of Life and Death, and the Book of Life and Death..."

After glanced over, the silk book burned itself without fire, and instantly turned into white smoke and dissipated in the sky.

silence!

Liu Jing was breathing hard. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, a fall is a major change that has not been seen in four hundred years. I think..."

"When should I ask Zhang Xuanba?"

Emperor Qianheng interrupted his words, his eyes became sharp, and he was indifferent, and ordered:

"Transfer my order to order King An to "list the states" and to order Chen Tong, Han Wu and Mo Qilin to lead the east and west factories, and the elite Jinyiwei to cooperate!"

"His Majesty?!"

Liu Jing's heart trembled and he said in a lost voice:

"Chen Tong, Han Wu, Mo Qilin and others are chasing the nine elders of Liansheng Sect, don't act without any action!"

"The three of them should not be moved by themselves. Can Zhang Xuanba be moved by themselves?"

Emperor Qianheng's face was as heavy as iron, and his voice became sharp:

"Get down!"

With a angrily scolding, Liu Jing fell to cough up blood. Even if there were thousands of words, he had to swallow it together and retreated with a gray face.

In the strong wind, Emperor Qianheng looked cold:

"I want to see how long you live, and how much life you have, can you repay your life!"

...

...

The invisible aura, which takes the city as the node and echoes the rest of the life and death book, spreads towards the entire Northwest Road at an extremely fast speed.

But this process does not happen overnight.

Northwest Dao has few cities and many mountains. According to Yang Yu’s estimates, this process will last at least more than a year or even longer.

However, fortunately, there are few cities and many mountains. Otherwise, even if the chaotic army attacked first and the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain would be able to win the entire northwest territory in just two years.

"call!"

A breath of turbid air was emitted, and Yang Yu calmed down. In front of him, this batch of "blood exchange pills" had been blessed.

Destiny is more or less backfire when it comes to individuals, but the pills are different. Even if there are hundreds or thousands, they are just a little tired and have no backfire.

He ordered people to take away this batch of elixirs and distribute them to the Xinjun.

Yang Yu got up and went out. The purple gold swallowing treasure gourd could not produce any fate out of nothing. He would go stroll on the street every few days.

With the life and death book in hand, understanding the people's sentiment is naturally an excuse, and absorbing fate is the goal.

"The gray life is no longer low..."

Feeling the trembling of the purple gold gourd, Yang Yu shook his head slightly in his heart.

Those with golden and red destiny will lose color once the destiny is absorbed, even if it will be regenerated.

Gray and white will not fall off the color, and even when it is regenerated, there is a very small possibility that it will produce a higher fate.

Because of the grayish whiteness, it is already low.

Without bringing a white dog, he also restrained his breath. Yang Yu's travel did not attract anyone's attention. When he walked by the streets and alleys, the purple gold gourd was already heavy and he didn't want to move.

"Fate..."

With a thought, the gray and white energy has vibrated in the purple gold gourd, and it is synthesized in two directions. The gray turns black, the white turns green, and the two directions are synthesized.

In the past few months, Yang Yu has not known how many fates he has synthesized, but in addition to the "blood-transforming pill", he has also left a large number of them.

However, above gray and white, whether green or black, it is not synthesized in two or two, but four or four.

When you get the green color, it is already a number of eight or eight. In this way, a golden fate and the low fate required are huge.

Light green, dark green, light green, dark green, light blue, light red, dark red...

Soon, the fate in the purple gold gourd was consumed, leaving only a faint purple color.
Chapter completed!