Xianheng Palace, the five major gates are isolated layer by layer, the four walls are towering and upright, the nine halls are displayed by nine palaces, and the five gates and nine halls symbolize the Nine Five Supreme.

Behind the five gates is a square of 5,900 meters long. The square is paved with gold bricks, and dense formation patterns are carved on the gold bricks.

In the center of the square, a statue is erected in it. The statue is nearly 100 meters high and is dressed as a general. It is one of the Jin people who suppressed the Western Qin Dynasty.

Bypassing the square, the Zhongzheng Hall stands in the center, facing the five gates.

At this moment, the lights in the Zhongzheng Hall were brightly lit, and the size of a fist emitted a bright white light, illuminating the entire hall.

"Wa see Your Majesty."

Ying Hua's figure gathered in the middle of the hall and knelt down.

"rise."

Above the high platform is the supreme ruler of the Western Qin Dynasty, the emperor who is ambitious and wants to unify the world - win me.

I look thirty years old, with a solemn and solemn face, no trace of emotion, and a low, concise and majestic voice.

Ying Hua lowered his head and dared not raise it, and said:

"Your Majesty, Xin Sheng cut off Zhao Tianyu's body with one move, causing his Yin God to be damaged. The sword energy contains a highly corrosive will in it, and the consciousness of constantly attacking Zhao Tianyu. Zhao Tianyu has now gone into seclusion. Judging from the current situation, even if he recovers in this life, there is no hope of a human immortal."

Zhao Tianyu himself didn't know how serious the injury was to him, but Ying Hua, as a human immortal, didn't know what it was after careful consideration.

He continued: "The ghost immortal lives for thousands of years, and Zhao Tianyu has lived for more than three thousand years. Xin Sheng's sword is equivalent to cutting off most of his life. With his Yin God, he is not enough to withstand the thunder tribulation."

The ghost immortal lives for thousands of years, and the human immortal lives for the same life as the sky. The difficulty lies in the purification of the Yin God and turning it into the Yang God. If you are not careful, your soul will be dispersed, and a little true spirit will be reincarnated without any worries.

I was unmoved at all. I sat on the black throne and was silent for a long time, saying, "I will visit myself tomorrow."

Ying Hua was not surprised at all. Shen Huixian's strength was worthy of the wise and respectful wise men. He pillowed on the ground with both hands, knocked on the ground, and bowed to him, "Please accompany Rong Chen."

"allow."

Upon hearing this, Ying Hua felt relieved and said, "I will leave."

Ying Hua came without a trace, disappeared in the hall, and the Emperor Qin Ying I stared at the hall calmly for a long time, and left the Zhongzheng Hall silently.

Ying Hua's figure appeared above the head of the Jin man on the square, looking down at the whole Xianheng with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking down at the whole world.

Crack...!

His right hand was already quietly clasped, his eyes staring at the south, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he said coldly: "In the Western Qin Dynasty, I see who can beat me."

I turned on my figure to appear in the Zuwen Hall, which was the place he had been there since he ascended the throne. Stacks of familiar memorials were piled up like mountains, and a giant sand table was placed on the long table in the center of the hall.

The sand table is a refined magic weapon, the miniature Western Qin world and the demon world, and the Hungry Ghost Hell is presented in three-dimensional form.

He glanced at the sand table, sat in front of the table in a few steps, picked up the memorial and began to review it.

This batch lasted for a whole day.

Since I practiced to become a ghost immortal, the biggest benefit for me is that I can use my inexhaustible energy and work for days without sleep.

On the other hand, after returning to the courtyard, Shen Huixian did not rest, but sat cross-legged on the bed to carry the exercises and practice the Extreme Love Sword.

"I didn't expect that, a guy who likes Sword Qi Storm, will one day be troubled by lack of mental power...!"

"No, it seems that I can't be a one-punch superman if I restore my Yin God's cultivation as soon as possible."

After a long time, Chen Huixian recovered his mind power and opened his eyes and smiled bitterly. He thought that the sword energy on the imperial capital tonight did not consume much sword energy.

However, his mental power was consumed most of it.

Unless, he is affected by his life soul and calls on the mind power of the incarnation of the mind.

Otherwise, if there is another ghost, immortal and demon clan, he will have to choose to retreat strategically.

After Chen Huixian made up his mind, his mind turned to another place, with many forces at the banquet today and Zhao Tianyu's challenge.

In the conversation with Yang Du, Qin Emperor's ambition and the urgency of the demon clan were even more intense than he expected.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the situation had reached a turning point.

This reshuffle may be destroyed by one force, and the Western Qin will reunify the world.

Even if it's just on the surface.

Perhaps if the Western Qin loses and loses, the human race will face a more severe situation.

Chen Huixian didn't want to bet. He was just a spiritual incarnation here, with limited thinking power. It is not difficult to kill Yin gods and ghosts with extreme love sword intentions. It is rare to kill Yang gods and humans and immortals, and even earth immortals.

Similarly, Chen Huixian will not place hope in the hands of others.

After thinking for a while, Chen Huixian thought to himself: "It seems that it is time to plan the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven. The high-end power of the Western Qin tribe is far less than that of the alien race and the ghost tribe. If I use the power of the heavenly way to communicate my true body, then these alien races and ghost tribes will not think about making any waves."

In the Lingxi Realm, the demons were beaten to cry and mom, and Chen Huixian learned this ceremony.

Immediately, Chen Huixian found that he took it for granted. Even if he arranged a super simple ritual of sacrifice to heaven, all aspects and environmental requirements needed to be involved were not something he could do now.

As for the rich version of the sacrificial platform of Lingbao Sect, just think about it and enjoy it.

Chen Huixian smiled bitterly and said intimately:

"Planning this ceremony of sacrifice to heaven requires the right time, place and people. If it weren't for these human races, it would be better to find a place to stay for the rest of your life."

Close your eyes again and start deducing everything needed for the ritual of sacrifice to heaven. This deduction will be one night.

When the day was gray and dawn, Chen Huixian ended the deduction. The ceremony of sacrifice to heaven cannot be completed overnight, and the current practice is more important.

Pushing the door out, he came to the lakeside and stepped on the surface of the lake, practicing sword skills seriously with one move and one move.

Chen Huixian practiced his sword technique from deep to shallow, and used his extremely high sword intent to push the sword moves. He mastered the sword technique condescendingly, and his sword technique had already mastered the magic.

Even so, Chen Huixian practices sword techniques every day without thunder, understands the sword intent brought by one move and one move, and carefully understands the changes in it. If the accumulation of small amounts becomes more, there will always be some progress.

However, today is different.

"Your Excellency comes uninvited. Do you really think my sword is not good?"

A sword energy broke out from the body, tearing the air apart in a blink of an eye, and appeared hundreds of meters away.

"I have met Mr. Ying, and I was attracted by Mr. Wang's sword technique by chance. Thank you Mr. Wan Wang." Ying, my figure appeared on the lake, and did not dodge the face of the coming sword energy.

The next moment, the sword energy hit my face, and the breeze blew on my face, without hurting him at all.

I was extremely surprised. He didn't feel the murderous intent in the sword energy. He thought that Chen Huixian was intimidating him, so he did not retreat.
Chapter completed!