God Emperor

The anger in the heart of King Lingxiao was overwhelming. Tonight, the court and the royal family suffered heavy losses. Dozens of saints fell, and even the ancestors of the royal family were killed.

If he didn't kill all the rebels of Shengming, how could he have the dignity to continue to be the master of the Lingxiao Palace?

Now, we can only use the Supreme Sacred Artifact to level this world.

"It's a pity that the Zhang family's supreme sacred weapon, the Hundred Dragon Emperor's Armor, also disappeared when the emperor's brother disappeared. Otherwise, it would definitely be able to fight against the Qingtian Pagoda."

King Mingjiang looked at King Lingxiao who entered the palace of King Lingxiao, and felt extremely bitter in his heart. The scene in front of him was so similar to the scene when the palace was breached eight hundred years ago.

I could only watch helplessly as the enemy troops poured into the palace, burning, killing and looting, but they were unable to save the day.

At this moment, King Mingjiang heard Zhang Ruochen's voice, turned around, looked towards the direction of the Holy Mountain, and saw Zhang Ruochen sitting on the golden dragon chariot rushing out of the ancestral hall of the emperors, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Don't come out, Hiding in the ancestral hall of the emperors, King Lingxiao holds the supreme holy weapon, and there is no power to stop him. "

"Boom."

The golden-buoyed dragon chariot did not stop and continued to run forward. In an instant, it rushed into the saints who entered the Holy Ming.

Zhang Ruochen jumped off the dragon chariot and took out the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron from the space ring. With a bang, he stood it in the sea of ​​​​blood on Corpse Mountain and said: "Originally, I planned to go to Wuding Mountain and use this ancestral artifact to worship the heaven and earth. . Since King Lingxiao has the supreme holy weapon, he will sacrifice it once today, to honor the soldiers who died in the battle today, and also to pay homage to the subjects who died in the battle eight hundred years ago."

After Zhang Ruochen used the Divine Fire of Purification to melt the copper skin on the outside of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, the cauldron underwent a huge change, and King Mingjiang recognized it only after careful identification.

"Kaiyuan... Deer Cauldron... Is this really the ancestral weapon that conquered the country back then?"

King Mingjiang's expression was a little complicated. He stroked the cauldron with his palm and could feel the powerful power fluctuations coming from the cauldron. It was definitely not an ordinary weapon.

Eight hundred years ago, the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron was just an incense cauldron used for sacrifices, no different from an ordinary bronze cauldron.

What a change!

"This is an ancestral weapon left to us by our ancestors. Using the blood of direct descendants of the royal family and the techniques of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra, perhaps we can make it exert extraordinary power." Zhang Ruochen said.

King Mingjiang understood what Zhang Ruochen meant, his eyes narrowed, and he said: "I will never let the tragedy of eight hundred years ago happen again."

He cut a blood mark on his wrist, and the holy blood in his body continued to flow into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen pressed his palms on the cauldron, mobilized the few remaining holy energy, and continuously poured it into the cauldron, shouting: "Subjects of the Holy Ming, join this prince to worship the deceased souls, Pay homage to those soldiers who died in battle.”

The army of Shengming surrounded Zhang Ruochen, and they all knelt on the ground.

Even the saint knelt down on one knee, with one hand on the ground and one hand clenched into a fist on his chest. His eyes were extremely serious, full of mourning, remembrance, and respect for the deceased.

King Lingxiao snorted coldly: "It's useless. In front of the Supreme Saint Artifact, everything will turn into ashes... That's..."

"Wow——"

On the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, the golden ancient inscriptions flickered for a moment, and the golden light spread throughout Shengming City, piercing the King of Lingxiao so hard that he could not open his eyes.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron flew off the ground and floated hundreds of feet into the air.

The next moment, the blood on the battlefield became boiling.

Wisps of blood rushed from the ground into the air, turning into a crimson blood cloud and wrapping the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron. Between the heaven and the earth, there was a sound of sorrow and joy, as if hundreds of millions of dead souls were crying.

On the ground, Sheng Ming's old troops all looked overjoyed, and they shot out beams of holy energy and poured them into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

King Lingxiao sensed something was wrong, and quickly broke out of the Qingtian Pagoda, mobilized the holy energy in his body, and penetrated crazily.

A mighty supreme power burst out again.

"What kind of ancestral weapon of the country will immediately turn into a pile of scrap metal when facing the blue sky pagoda, which will be suppressed by my king."

The Qingtian Pagoda, which was as huge as a mountain peak, rotated rapidly and bombarded the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

At the same time, the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron also shook violently, pressed down, and collided with the Qingtian Pagoda. It actually suppressed the power of the Supreme and sent the Qingtian Pagoda flying back.

"How can it be……"

King Lingxiao looked at the Qingtian Pagoda flying back with an expression of disbelief. He stood stiffly on the spot, unable to move his body.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Qingtian Buddha Tower simultaneously bombarded King Lingxiao, causing him to sink into the ground.

Dense cracks appeared on the ground, and a large piece of the ancient palace-protecting formation and the Great Sage's inscriptions were shattered, and a small part of the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace sank into the ground.

At this moment, the whole world became extremely quiet, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the world that was smashed by the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Qingtian Pagoda.

The deputy pavilion master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion, whose body was covered with holy blood, still stood upright and said: "The life breath of King Lingxiao has completely disappeared. The overlord of a generation and a thousand years will eventually return to dust and return to dust."

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and persisted, suppressing his injuries and weakness, and allowing himself to stand upright.

In front of the old Shengming people, only the standing prince can conquer their hearts.

The physical body of King Lingxiao was beaten to pieces.

With the power of Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and Qingtian Pagoda, even the cultivation of King Lingxiao couldn't bear it and died at Zhang Ruochen's feet.

"Wow——"

The Qingtian Pagoda lost its owner, but it still had its weapon spirit, which automatically flew up from the ground and flew towards the outside of Shengming City.

The deputy pavilion master led the members of the Dragon Protection Pavilion to intercept it and used layers of holy power to barely seal it.

The weapon spirit of Qingtian Pagoda is quite powerful, and it has been loyal to the Chi family for a long time, so outsiders cannot use it at all. Only those with a great saint-level cultivation can tame the weapon spirit step by step and control this supreme holy weapon.

"The sky has eyes. I finally killed King Lingxiao. Grandpa, you can rest in peace under the Nine Springs!"

"In the past few years, the Lingxiaotian Palace has killed innocent people indiscriminately and committed all kinds of evil in the name of cleaning up the old Shengming Ministry. Today, it finally received retribution."

"Shengming's Palace, we are back!"

"Dad, your lifelong wish has finally come true. We have captured the Lingxiao King's Mansion and destroyed the Lingxiao King. The banner of the Shengming Central Empire will once again fill these mountains and rivers."

…

All Shengming's old members were so excited that tears filled their eyes and they roared loudly, releasing the suppressed emotions over the years.

They have been holding back, keeping a low profile, and passively enduring the oppression of the court. Today, they feel that they have truly stood up and become passionate men.

Even if I die here tomorrow, it's already worth it!

The ancestor of the Cai family blushed and was ecstatic. He snatched the Shengming battle flag from the hands of the demon ape, climbed up the broken city wall step by step, inserted it on the wall, and shouted: "The Shengming is back! "

The sound spread throughout Shengming City.

Several saints under the throne of Mingjiang originally had great objections to Zhang Ruochen. At this moment, they looked at each other, then walked to Zhang Ruochen, knelt down on one knee, and shouted: "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince." ”

Other members of Shengming's old tribe also knelt down and shouted loudly: "Greetings to His Royal Highness, the Shengming Central Empire will live forever and be immortal."

"Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince, the Holy Ming Central Empire will live forever and be immortal."

…

More than a million monks knelt down at the same time, and the scene was extremely spectacular. Waves of sound spread out, shaking the world.

"Let's all get up. Let's collect the bodies of our relatives and friends who died in the battle first. Later, I have more important things to arrange," Zhang Ruochen said.

King Mingjiang laughed loudly, walked to the side of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, stroked the cauldron again, and said: "It is indeed the ancestral weapon of the Zhang family to suppress the country. It can actually suppress the supreme holy weapon. Is it also a supreme holy weapon?"

After careful inspection, King Mingjiang shook his head and said: "There are supreme inscriptions engraved on the inside of the Supreme Saint Artifact, but there is no way to explore the inside of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron. It's really strange."

"Is it an artifact?"

Guoguo's eyes were extremely fiery, and he was very interested in the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron. He rushed up and stretched out his two paws to touch it.

Yan Kaixuan, who was standing behind King Mingjiang, was extremely angry and yelled: "Where did the rabbit come from? Stay away from the ancestral artifact of the country. It is not something you can touch."

Yan Kaixuan has regarded the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron as a sacred object that protects the empire. He feels that if a rabbit touches the cauldron, it will be a stain on the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

So, he immediately rushed up, grabbed Guoguo's rabbit ears, lifted it up, and threw it away.

The other saints were also quite surprised, and they were all looking at the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, extremely curious in their hearts.

"Being able to suppress the Supreme Sacred Artifact is definitely a big deal. Could it really be an artifact? According to legend, the Jade Emperor Cauldron, one of the top ten artifacts, is just a cauldron."

"Artifacts are all things in myths and legends. Who has seen it with his own eyes? It's not certain. Some artifacts are actually the Supreme Holy Artifacts. It is just that they are passed down through false rumors. In the end, they are too exaggerated and divorced from reality, so they are regarded as artifacts."

"The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron should be an ancient artifact left behind by the Fudo Ming King. It is enough to compete with the Supreme Sacred Artifact. After mastering it, on the seventh day of next month, we will go to Wuding Mountain with His Highness the Prince to steal the Demon Sect's Holy Artifact. As a princess, who dares to stand in the way?"

…

Everyone was very happy, enjoying the joy after victory. However, Zhang Ruochen felt a little depressed when he looked at the countless corpses in front of him.

Walking to the bodies of the three Dragon Protection Pavilion members, Zhang Ruochen felt very heavy and bowed deeply to them.

The three unparalleled men have always been silently guarding the Zhang family. Even after they died, except for a few people, no one knew who they were or what they had done for the Zhang family.

Such people deserve Zhang Ruochen to bow to them.

The deputy pavilion master came behind Zhang Ruochen and said: "On the battlefield, there cannot be only killing without death. No matter how powerful the cultivation level is, it is possible to fall. However, only endless fighting can sharpen the will of the strong. , Only after a series of baptisms of blood can a truly strong person be born.”

"I will properly arrange and protect the descendants of the three people who died in the battle. However, there is one thing that must be done by His Highness himself."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The Deputy Pavilion Master said: "Tiangang Pavilion has always been composed of thirty-six people. Although, each member will select a disciple. After he dies of old age, the disciple will inherit his identity and mission. However, the three of them He died in battle before he could select and train disciples. Therefore, His Highness has to find three people to fill these three vacancies. "

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced around, and finally, his eyes rested on A Le.

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