"It's almost done."

Because I had been fighting in this city for a long time, from the beginning, I felt that this city was no longer as exciting as the ten years before Yun Qin's founding. When I had seen too many wonderful practitioners, Ni Henian was extremely tired at this moment, and his voice seemed a little hollow.

However, listening to his words, Wen Xuanshu's heart suddenly became cold. He didn't know what would happen next, but he always felt that what was about to happen was terrible.

The elder of Purgatory Mountain is dead.

Although Ni Henian is an invincible saint in this city, he is not a real god after all and can no longer fight.

The defenders of the city gate rebelled.

Di Choofei betrayed.

Leng Zhennan rebelled.

All those who should be rebelled have rebelled, and all those who should not be rebelled have rebelled.

However, he just took advantage of the power of these people to do such a thing. Everything at this time is still under his control, and he still maintains the victory.

So what else can stop him from destroying Changsun and climbing this Zhenlong Mountain in this city?

He looked up at Zhenlong Mountain.

If there is another terrible thing that can stop him at this time, it must only come from Zhenlong Mountain.

In the deep dark palaces of Zhenlong Mountain that he could not see, heavy curtains suddenly fluttered, and countless light threads flowed down like running water on these thick curtains.

...

The fiercely fighting palace suddenly became quiet.

It is not because of this scene that people cannot see at all, but because a bright yellow figure slowly walked from the foot of Zhenlong Mountain along the central axis of the palace.

All the Thunder Academy practitioners and Zhongzhou Guards who saw this figure unconsciously retreated from each other and began to put down their weapons.

It is not just because of the supreme majesty that this person exudes at this time, but more because this person is the one who can fully understand the unrest and killing.

The only person who can achieve such an effect at this time is naturally the only person who may be Emperor Yunqin.

Wen Xuanshu's frown of Yin Li relaxed his eyebrows.

Looking at Emperor Yun Qin who was slowly walking on the straight central axis of the imperial city, he knew that no matter what happened next, it was the final decisive battle. He liked this feeling of decisive battle.

He turned his head and glanced at the white-shirted scholar.

The white-shirt scholar looked at him, nodded, and took out a purple-red stone pillar from his sleeve. There were no runes on the stone pillar, but there were countless tiny holes.

A trace of soul power penetrated into this one foot-long stone pillar from the hands of the white-shirted scholar.

A purple-red insect that looked like a mosquito but was not a mosquito flew out of the hole in the stone pillar in his hand.

There are so many such purple-red insects that from a distance, the stone pillar seems to be emitting tiny purple-red smoke for a moment.

These little insects were delighted to smell the smell of countless fresh blood.

So they became greedy, fell into the pools of blood, began to suck blood, masturbate, discharge countless smaller white insect eggs, and then died.

The white insect eggs hatch and turn into more purple-red insects, and then more purple-red insects begin to repeat the process.

Eating, mating, laying eggs, and reproduction are the most common ways of reproduction in heaven and earth, but all of this is really too fast.

It's so fast that it makes people feel extremely terrifying and creepy.

This process only takes between two or three breaths to complete a cycle.

It's like before you blink, it's still dawn, but after blink, you find that it's already darkness.

A trace of tiny purple-red smoke quickly turned into columns of smoke and turned into a fluffy purple-red mist.

Although Wen Xuanshu and the white-clothed essay have not made any further moves, this little insect has never appeared in a certain battle, or even in the scriptures of practitioners. Except for Wen Xuanshu and the white-clothed essay, no one knows what the purpose of this little insect is and what its power is. However, all the practitioners of Zhongzhou Army and Thunder Academy felt that it was shocking and terrifying.

They knew that this must be Wen Xuanshu's most powerful means and the strongest means for decisive battles.

Emperor Yunqin was still slowly walking on the central axis of the imperial city, which was enough to rank nine black and gold carriages.

He walked through the broken Golden Palace and stood in front of the Golden Palace.

He also saw these little insects as if they had condensed time to birth, old age, sickness and death. However, in his eyes, there was only domineering, strength, confidence, majesty, fanaticism, and even desire... without a trace of fear.

These fanatical emotions related to power made his entire face and eyes radiate with fiery brilliance.

At this time, facing the emperor in charge of Yun Qin, Wen Xuanshu wanted to say something.

When facing Wen Xuanshu who dared to challenge himself, or to other enemies who did not appear in this imperial city, Emperor Yun Qin also wanted to say something.

The result was that Emperor Yun Qin waved at Ni Henian first and signaled Ni Henian to leave.

The tired Ni Henian floated away and disappeared between the broken palaces.

"If it weren't for Dean Zhang who entered Zhongzhou City back then, you would be just an ordinary person." So Wen Xuanshu spoke first, and he sneered and said, "This throne was given to you by Tian and Yun Qin, but you thought it was yours."

"You're wrong."

Emperor Yun Qin was not angry, but looked at Wen Xuanshu with many intense emotions related to power, "I have never been an ordinary person, I just an ant like you, I don't know."

Wen Xuanshu's eyes narrowed slightly.

But before he could speak, Emperor Yun Qin said proudly: "Qingluan Academy has been teaching people awe. Today... I will lend you to sacrifice to heaven and let the world know what true awe is."

"This is the real Yun Qinqiu Festival." He said slowly and enthusiastically and majesticly.

His body began to shine.

Start to shine real light.

Countless golden rays surged out of his body and skin.

Everyone's breathing has paused.

Wen Xuanshu and Baishan's scribe's breathing had also paused.

Even Ni Henian, who narrowed his eyes and walked quietly in the imperial city, thinking about the previous battles, had a clear understanding, and his breathing completely stopped.

Ni Henian's eyes were getting worse and worse, and he could only see things like five feet in front of him.

However, at this moment, he still raised his head vigorously and looked towards Zhenlong Mountain.

Lightning was emitting from the emperor's body.

The Zhenlong Mountain also began to shine.

In those dark halls, the curtains were already illuminated by the light inside, and the curtains seemed to have become flowing light curtains.

The mysterious runes on the metal ground in the Zhenlong Mountain temples also began to shine, like a golden solution flowing inside.

The huge metal plates in the curtains began to rise.

It turned out that these were not giant plates embedded in the ground, but giant metal pillars.

....

There is only a golden color left in the sky on the top of Zhenlong Mountain.

It was as if the sky opened a huge passage, and countless golden lights fell, covering the entire Zhenlong Mountain.

Everyone in Zhongzhou City saw this scene.

All the people who had only dared to close the door at home began to open the door and walked to the street. All the city gate guards, Zhongzhou troops and patrol troops in Zhongzhou City, had forgotten the orders they had in their hands, stopped, and looked at the scene in shock.

The entire Zhenlong Mountain is shining, bathing in golden light.

The light on Zhenlong Mountain formed a huge pillar of light soaring into the sky, and it looked like the sky opened a passage, and a real god was about to come in such a divine light.

Endless fear occupies the hearts of the betrayed army.

Could it be that there is really a dragon on this True Dragon Mountain, just like the legendary one?

Wen Xuanshu was also shocked to watch Zhenlong Mountain turn into an unimaginable golden light column.

The calmest scholar in white clothes felt fear, and he blew a bamboo flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute sobbed, and the purple-red mist formed hurricanes. Following his heart, he rushed to the clouds of Emperor Qin who were shining with lightning.

There was a loud bang!

A thunder sounded from the sky!

The hearts of all the people in Zhongzhou City were shocked!

No one saw the arrival of the gods, no one saw the legendary true dragon.

Only a golden lightning fell from the sky and fell in front of the emperor, blowing dozens of corpses up, shaking all the mud and blood in the gaps on the avenue, turning into a blooming blood mist.

Emperor Yunqin looked up at the sky.

Millions of people in Zhongzhou City looked up at the sky.

In the sky above the palace, countless white clouds became brighter and turned into golden thunderclouds.

Golden lightning began to flow from the edge of the thunder clouds, and even the center of the white clouds began to spew out golden lightning.

Ni Henian couldn't see all this clearly.

He just felt a terrifying fluctuation of energy.
To be continued...