Western Qin, Xianheng City.

An old man wearing a hat and wearing a short beard walked into the gate. The old man looked up at the sky. An invisible golden dragon of luck was entrenched in the clouds. The golden dragon of luck looked and felt depressed, not at all like the prosperous times of the world's heat cooking oil, as if he was sick.

"It's a magical world. A small world that is about to advance has absorbed the two remaining worlds. Now it has evolved into this. The human race, the original protagonist of the world, has been suppressed. It seems that those acquired gods want to seize power."

The old man looked up and crossed the lucky golden dragon, looked at the heavenly world pressing on the human head, his expression moved slightly, and recalled the purpose of this trip, and sighed in his heart:

"Do everything possible to rescue me and bring me to this world, but do you know that even if I have all my strength, I can't compare to you. How can I accomplish what you asked me to do?"

The old man was Luo Ya who was wandering in this world. He was reincarnated when he entered this world, but he was suspected of being plotted against the scene as soon as he came in. The memory and true spirit were trapped for more than twenty years before he broke free.

The price of the true spirit breaking free is that the body aging is more than five times faster than that of a mortal. In other words, if he does not wake up, he will have to be reincarnated again.

Even if you wake up, you will face the decline of the five decays and the weakening of the soul and the strength of the soul cannot be exerted by 30% of the previous strength.

Just when Luo Ya was absent, the sound of bells dinging bells came from behind. He subconsciously glanced slightly, and a barefoot beggar walked into Xianheng City step by step, and a rotating metal turntable in his hand beeped and made a ringing sound.

"Monk? He is the cultivator of the Insight Sect?"

Although the beggar has long hair and beards, his introverted Buddhist true energy cannot hide from his perceptions. This is a monk Wenxin Sect who has the cultivation of the Earth Immortal.

When he found out to him, the other party also found him. The beggar walked over and said, "I am merciful, and I am a monk, who has seen the donor angry."

Luo Ya knew that he was just a ghost immortal cultivator in the eyes of others, so he gave a generous gift and said, "Roya has seen the master."

Wu Nu replied gently and said, "I don't know that the donor is not practicing in the countryside. What happened to come to Xianheng City this time?"

Luo Ya acted like an ordinary ghost immortal and asked unhappily: "Is the master here to represent the government and ask?"

"No."

Wu Nu shook his head and said bitterly: "It's just that the storm is coming, and Xianheng City is about to undergo a major change. It's better to leave if the donor can intervene."

"It seems that the master has obtained something extraordinary. However, Luo Ya, a natural impatient person, knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, he tends to go to Tiger Mountain. Say goodbye!"

Luo Ya clasped her fists and left without looking back.

Every time he took a step, he felt a little heavier. Luo Ya was not a fool. On the contrary, he was very smart and experienced, and had some guesses about some information.

"My Buddha is merciful, so sad, and so bitter!"

Wu sighed and turned his head to leave. From beginning to end, he only wandered around the city gate without stepping into the city. The people who came and went, and the soldiers guarded him ignored him and ignored him.

Luo Ya entered the inner city and headed straight for the palace, walking like flying and walking like a cloud. The invisible air flow pushed open the endless crowd, revealing a path for him to walk freely.

At the Zhuque Gate of the Imperial Palace, Mengguan sat high on the city wall with armor and closed his eyes to practice. He opened his eyes in vain and jumped down. Before the person could land, the voice had already arrived: "The person who came stopped!"

Luo Yahu stopped and several figures merged into one. He looked at the other party with a steady state and thought with interest: "The body is full of qi and blood. What is rare is that the sword energy is so cool. It is also a seed for using swords. I don't know what it has to do with the one from the Tianjian Sword Sect."

"Come, come and sign up?"

A thin layer of ashes was brought into the ground of Mengguan. He stared at Luo Ya with vigilance, his mind was extremely concentrated.

Danger, this is the first influence that Roya has on him.

Luo Ya said without any haste: "I am Luo Ya, I ask Your Majesty for the great affairs of all people in the world."

"Major event? Please wait here."

Meng was worried. If a mortal said this, he would only find it funny, but the one who spoke about a strong man who he could not see through, it would be different.

"I can wait, but Xi Qin cannot. Are you sure you want me to wait?"

“…”

Mengguan was a little embarrassed. The other party came too suddenly and didn't even know the details. If he really brought it in at will, it would be a dereliction of duty.

However, when Meng Guan looked at the other party's appearance, he vaguely felt that the other party might have something urgent.

What should I do?

"Please follow me into the palace."

Meng Guan said expressionlessly, holding the sword hanging from his waist from beginning to end, turning around and taking Luo Ya into it.

Luo Ya smiled slightly, and he could feel that the other party's spiritual sense was always paying attention to him, and he didn't care.

If this general believed anyone and took everyone in, he would not be able to guard the safety of the palace gate.

I can only say that the other party has made a decision and is a decisive and responsible person.

The two walked through the alley one by one and came to a palace somewhere. Luo Ya looked up at Xiaoxiang Palace.

Xiaoxiang Palace is the palace where Asano was deposed. Although she is no longer the queen, Yingfeng's love for her seems to have not been reduced in half. He spent most of his time in this cold palace during rest.

Mengguan turned to Luo Ya and said, "You are here to wait, I will report to His Majesty."

When Mengguan entered the hall, Luo Ya suddenly raised her head and saw a twist on the blue sky above her head, dense black dots coming from the heavens.

The golden dragon of luck in Xianheng City shook its body, roared to the sky like a flash of light, and stretched out majestic and huge body that lasted thousands of meters long.

"I came so fast, I'm really not good at deducing."

Luo Ya smiled bitterly in his heart. His deduction skills were not good at first, but he didn't expect that he would be one step late when he was not good at this point. It really made him smile bitterly.

Zhao Tianyu flew down the clouds until he arrived over Xianheng City and stopped. Then Zhao Tianyu pulled out a golden scroll and said, "I am Zhao Tianyu under the command of the Emperor of Heaven. Today, he is under the order of the Emperor of Heaven and enthrone the gods, immortals, and sentient beings to receive the orders."

The sound spread throughout Xianheng City, and there were burning everywhere in the city. Some escaped, some scolded, some felt as if they were ashamed, and some were gritting their teeth.

Zhao Tianyu immediately felt several powerful people rising in the city.

"Zhao Tianyu, this is the imperial capital of the Western Qin Dynasty. How can you, a little monster, be treacherous, retreat now. I will give you a chance to survive."

Damn, a ghost immortal now has human immortal cultivation.
Chapter completed!