The current dynasty environment has undergone earth-shaking changes under the nourishment of the eight dragon veins. With a glance, the mountains and mountains are full of smoke and clouds, the rays of rays are bright, and the auspicious colors are gushing. The Holy Spirit Spring is gurgling between the cracks of the mountains and rocks.
Miqing has never seen such an excellent environment, it is simply the treasure land that practitioners dream of!
"Brother Jun, this is your dynasty territory? Today, after eternity, has the environment of heaven and earth become so conducive to practice?"
Mikong looked at the vast mountains and rivers in shock, and was really shocked and felt incredible!
In such an environment, the Holy Spirit's energy is so thick that it condenses into clouds and mist, floating in the sky and lingering among the mountains and forests.
"You are right, this is a great world, the environment of heaven and earth is changing, and it is becoming more and more conducive to practice. However, the excellent environment that my dynasty has is not because of the changes in the environment of heaven and earth, but because of the few below the earth.
Dragon vein.”
"How many dragon veins?"
Before this, Mikong had already gained some understanding of the Dawn Dynasty.
Does a newly built dynasty actually have two dragon veins? This is amazing. The number of dragon veins does not seem to match the current strength of the dynasty, but no one comes to grab the dragon veins.
"Wow~ I like this place so much. With such an environment, the cultivation speed will definitely be greatly improved. The dynasty will benefit from the environment and will develop rapidly. In the future, we will shock the stars, shock all races, and rule the world.
Dare not to accept it!”
Mi Qing waved his fists, and his beautiful eyes were filled with excitement. Jun Wuxie and Linglong were both speechless. This girl seemed to have a tendency to be violent.
"Brother Jun, I agreed that if there is a fight in the future, Xiaoqing and I will fight against the vanguard. We are not interested in other things and like to fight. If we don't fight for a day, we feel that our bones are itchy all over our body."
Mikong was also full of excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
He was thinking that if the dynasty develops, there will be many wars in the future. Isn’t it necessary to get enough of the fight?
"If you want to fight, you will have opportunities in the future. In this era, are you still afraid that there will be no fight?"
Jun Wuxie couldn't help laughing. He would not refuse. Fighting over the immortals was born to exist for battle. What flowed in his body was the blood of fighting, which was once called the blood of madness.
Of course, he was very happy that the brothers and sisters of Mikong and Miqing were in their dynasty. The two descendants of the immortal clan who fought against each other could not even be found with lanterns.
"Brother Jun, why do I feel that your eyes are a little wrong?" Mikong looked at him with some confusion and said, "Brother Jun is not treating us as free thugs, so he is secretly having fun, right?"
"Do I have to be happy secretly? I rescue you. Shouldn't you be by my side and serve the dynasty?" Jun Wuxie choked back. When Mikong heard this, he wanted to refute but didn't know how to refute.
He was so anxious that he scratched his head.
"Miqing and brother should repay you for your kindness. Besides, the dynasty environment is excellent and you will definitely not be able to find it elsewhere, so even if Brother Jun drives us brothers and sisters away, we will not leave."
"Miqing's words sound nice. Your brother's mouth is poisonous and he is easily beaten if he opens his mouth."
When Mikong heard this, he scratched his head. If it weren't for the defeat, the gap in strength was too big. He wanted to rush up and beat Jun Wuxie to the fullest, so that he could know why the flowers were so red.
"Where do you want to stay? You brothers and sisters can choose your own place, or I have someone arrange a mansion for you? I'm afraid you won't be used to living in the city."
"This matter, hehe, there is no need to bother Brother Jun. We will choose the land ourselves, Golden Armor, Phantom Thunder, Tai Chi Divine Beast, and Weapon Refining Sect, just follow them any one. Let's not talk about it, I'll prepare the materials to build it.
Home.”
Mikong ran away directly when he spoke, and disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Jun, I'm sorry, I'll make you laugh."
Mi Qing expressed her apology. Her brother was just too careless when dealing with others, which easily made people feel unhappy.
"It's okay, you go too, build a residence, and calm down and practice. There shouldn't be any chance for you to fight in the near future."
"Well, then Miqing took his leave."
"This brother and sister..." Linglong looked at Mi Qing's back as he walked away and said, "The blood and energy are long and vigorous, and the essence of life is many times stronger than that of practitioners in the same realm. The strength of talent growth is ridiculous! The junior brother has it around him.
These brothers and sisters really found the treasure…”
"Yes, their bloodline is extremely strong, and the ceiling for future achievements is very high."
"They are physical cultivators. Could this bloodline characteristic of fighting over the immortals be to specialize in physical cultivation?"
...
At the same time, sacrifice to the state and the earth emperor capital.
The palace of the sacrificial dynasty is located in this city.
In the magnificent and majestic hall, the Emperor of the Earth Sacrifice sat on the dragon throne, wearing a golden dragon robe, with his hands on his knees, and was celebrating everyone in the hall.
"My dear friends, what do you think about this?"
The Emperor of Sacrifice to the Earth glanced at everyone, and there was no emotion on his face, but as he spoke, the mighty emperor's power made everyone in the hall tremble.
"I heard from my emperor. I think we should wait for now. It is best to do nothing. See the reaction of the young master who fell from the world and wait for his news to be more secure."
"I'm going to discuss it! This time, our dynasty lost the first elder of the Holy Temple because he underestimated the strength of the strong man guarding the Dawn Dynasty and thought she would not dare to challenge the half-step supreme. Now it seems that we are obviously wrong.
Leave. The death of the Elder of the Holy Temple must be related to that strong man. If she dares to kill our Elder, she will definitely anger the half-step supreme who falls into the world. So we are still waiting for news now.
"I also think so. I think I will soon receive the news from our people lurking in the Dawn Dynasty, and then make a decision after understanding the specific situation. Perhaps, the strong man from the Dawn Dynasty has been half a step into the supreme world.
Even if you kill it, you can't say it's right!"
...
In the hall, the ministers almost unified their opinions, and all their advice revolved around waiting and watching.
Among these people, only one middle-aged man in a python robe had a blue face, his eyes were dull, his face was bulging, and his body was filled with evil spirits!
"Report—"
At this moment, a loud sound came from outside the palace hall, and the tail sound was dragged very long, from far to near at an extremely fast speed.
In a moment, the man came to the entrance of the palace hall, knelt down on his knees, and said loudly: "Report to my emperor, news is coming from Qingzhou!"
Suddenly, the ministers in the hall almost turned around together, focusing on the person who brought the news.
“Come on quickly!”
The Emperor of Sacrifice for the Earth had a look of anticipation on his calm face. He wanted to know the specific news about Qingzhou too much.
The man with the news hurried into the hall, knelt in the center of the hall, trying to open his palms, the talisman in his palm flew up and fell into the hands of the Emperor of Sacrifice.
When his eyes fell on the content of Fu Xin's book, the initial expectation expression on his face disappeared, replaced by solemnity, and then became gloomy again, and finally his hands trembled slightly.
A bang!
The Emperor of the Earth Sacrifices Fu Xin re-slapped the dragon table in front of him, and a stream of true energy swept away in an instant. Most of the ministers in the palace were standing unsteadily, and they took a few steps back!
"My emperor calmed down, I wonder what was written on the Fuxin?"
The ministers had a bad premonition, otherwise how could the emperor be so angry? The emperor, who has always been unrecognizable, lost his composure at this time!
"You guys see it for yourself!"
The Emperor of the Sacrifice to the Earth took a deep breath to regulate his emotions. His chest was slightly calmer. With a big sleeve, Fu Xin flew up from the dragon table and floated over the center of the hall. The light shone on it, and the content was projected in the void.
Everyone can see clearly.
The content of the Fuxin shocked the ministers of the Tushitu Dynasty, which was simply unbelievable.
Among these people, the middle-aged man in the python robe with a gloomy face was now red, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling violently. His whole body exuded an extremely cold aura, full of violent murderous intent!
He was the father of one of the many kings and princes of the Tu Dynasty, Wuhou Zhao Hui and Zhao Ce.
He is one of the few kings and princes among the thirty-six kings of the Tu Dynasty who hold real power!
At this moment, his heart was bleeding, and the pain was as if someone stabbed his heart with a knife and twisted the handle of the knife hard.
When the soul card that his son stayed at home was broken, he knew that his son had died, but he did not expect his son to die so miserably!
The highest ruler of the Qingzhou Liming Dynasty actually sucked his son's true energy and blood in public, and twisted his son's head off and hung it on the stone pillars in the square!
"Ah!! The surname of Jun, I swear to you! If you don't kill your life, you will destroy your country. I will be very angry with you!"
Wuhou Zhao Hui could no longer control his emotions. Even if he was in the court and had the emperor here, he would still be in a state of rampage! That was his only descendant, the only seedling!
Over the past few decades, he has put in his efforts and feelings in his son Zhao Ce!
Now that Ce'er has died, she died so miserably. Her head has been twisted off and hung on the stone pillar. As a father, how can she bear it!
In the hall, everyone sighed secretly and looked at Wuhou Zhao Hui with sympathy.
It's really miserable. He was still hung on his head after he died. The news said that Zhao Ce was sucked into a mummy, with his head shaped like a skeleton, which was quite miserable and terrifying.
The Emperor of the Earth Sacrifice did not blame Zhao Hui for being unreasonable in front of him, but instead comforted him: "Zhao Aiqing, I know that you have lost your beloved son and are sad and angry. I am deeply saddened by the death of the prince Zhao Ce.
I lost my only son, and I lost the pillar of the future of the dynasty! But, I hope my dear will not be too sad, and this revenge will be avenged. His Dawn Dynasty is just a newly built dynasty with no foundation, and only relying on a strong man
If you support yourself, you dare to go against me in the dynasty of sacrifice to the land. This is overestimating your ability and not knowing how to live or die!"
"My Emperor..."
Zhao Hui's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was filled with sadness and hatred.
"Zhao Aiqing, you have to be calm. According to the current situation, the young master who fell into the world should have news soon. It is not too late for us to deal with the Dawn Dynasty! That arrogant Jun Wuxie will definitely make
His behavior paid a heavy price!"
"Thank you for your compassion for your grief in losing your beloved son, I am a loss of compassion!"
Zhao Hui is the Marquis after all, and such a person has a strong control over his own emotions. Even though he has murderous intentions in his heart, he still forcibly prevents himself from losing his composure at this moment.