"Your Majesty, this old slave has already investigated clearly. There are a total of twenty-five people in Kunlun Immortal Palace this time. Among them, ten young geniuses are all above the late Nascent Soul stage. The other fifteen people are all from Xuankong Peak, except Pan Wuneng.
In the middle stage of Golden Immortal, the rest of the people’s cultivations are all in the stage of transcending tribulation.”
On the city wall, a black shadow cut through the void, fell on one knee in front of Ying Zheng, and made a loud voice that could be heard clearly from dozens of miles away.
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth raised slightly.
This kind of power seems powerful, but in fact, as long as Pan Wu is defeated, the rest of the people are just chickens and dogs.
"Pan is incompetent. You and a mere twenty people dare to show off your power in front of His Majesty. Aren't you afraid that there will be no return?"
Meng Tian rose up in the air, holding a long halberd. Black light flashed all over his body, and the tiger's mouth armor exuded a blood-stricken aura. He stared ahead, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
In mid-air, the corner of Pan Wuneng, the master of Xuankong Peak, twitched.
For a mere Great Qin general to dare to humiliate him like this is tantamount to directly declaring war on Kunlun Immortal Palace.
"Meng Tian, if it weren't for your master's sake, I would kill you today!"
Pan Weneng shouted angrily.
Meng Tian was not afraid at all, his eyes were still cold, and he said in a deep voice:
"As the Great General of the Qin Dynasty, I should share your Majesty's worries! You'd better not make trouble here, otherwise it will definitely lead to death."
"The disaster of death? It depends on him!"
Pan Weneng looked at Ying Zheng coldly and continued:
"Ying Zheng, the Kowloon Terrace will open in one month. Please recruit people to fight as soon as possible!"
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth raised slightly.
In his last life, he died because he challenged the authority of the gods. Now he has re-entered the reincarnation and is in charge of the emperor of the human world. He is ranked among the ninth and fifth highest, gathering the popularity of the world, gathering the destiny of the country, and the destiny of his body.
Moreover, he also received the help of a reincarnated power.
This provocation to Kunlun Celestial Palace is nothing more than throwing stones at others. His ultimate goal is to subvert the orthodoxy of Kunlun Celestial Palace in the human world.
"Ten geniuses... Hahaha, ten ants dare to call themselves geniuses! You know, I just got a holy baby from heaven not long ago!"
Ying Zheng laughed loudly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the auras inside the ten ancient chariots boiled violently, and powerful fighting intent gathered in the air.
Swords, spears, swords and halberds crisscrossed the void, as cold and unparalleled as if they were splitting the heaven and the earth.
"Humph! I hope you can still laugh in a month!"
Pan Weneng suppressed the anger in his heart, and with a hint of gloom in his eyes, he returned to the chariot alone.
The void rumbled, and ten ancient chariots crushed the void. The powerful force caused the void within a radius of dozens of miles to tremble, creating huge waves like the ocean.
They did not enter the Imperial Capital of Xianyang, but headed towards Luo Di Mountain outside the Imperial Capital, where the Kunlun Immortal Palace was based.
Outside Xianyang City, thousands of monks watched the chariots disappear into the mountains before they dared to stagger to their feet.
"snort!"
On the city wall, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel a chill in his eyes when he saw this scene.
"Your Majesty, the Skynet spies sent out reported that all the major sects have unanimously chosen to refuse to send their talented disciples to the Xianyang Imperial Capital! Moreover, all the old capitals of the Six Kingdoms in Shandong are ready to move."
Zhao Gao walked through the air and knelt down in front of Ying Zheng.
"According to my decree, one month later, after the battle for the Kowloon Order, troops will be sent to suppress the major sects."
Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and immediately disappeared without a trace.
Soon, this edict swept across the world, the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou were boiling, people's hearts were floating, the old nobles of the six countries and the monks of various major sects were all trembling with fear.
The world is changing and undercurrents are surging.
Xianyang Imperial Palace, in a secret room of a certain hall.
Ying Zheng appeared outside the secret room with Meng Tian and a few other close confidants.
"Your Majesty, there are still more than twenty days left in the year. Should we wake up King Yu in advance?"
Wang Lihu's eyes were shining and he asked in a deep voice.
Ying Zheng wears a golden crown, and his majestic look always makes him look extremely solemn and solemn.
"It doesn't matter, this boy is a genius, I believe he will never break his promise!"
"Your Majesty, is it possible that we all have to wait here forever?"
A cold light floated in Meng Tian's eyes.
He was very loyal to Yingzheng and naturally did not want to see the First Emperor waiting for a child.
Ying Zheng glanced at Meng Tian and the other three generals, and said in a deep voice:
"You think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill?"
"Wei Chen doesn't dare!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
…
Meng Tian, Wang Li, and Li Xin, the three generals, bowed down and bowed.
"My dear, there is no need to be so afraid. I know your thoughts, but you must understand that within thousands of years since King Zhou of Shang Tang was destroyed by the gods, the human race has become the slaves of the gods. If we want to succeed, we will complete the eternal
For the great things of heaven and earth that the martyrs have not completed, we must gather the world's talents. And this holy infant can suppress the dark soul demon tiger in the tribulation period as soon as he is born. This alone is enough to prove his power!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand and produced a white light.
The three people stood up and their eyes were shocked.
"Jin, the middle stage of Jinxian! Your Majesty, you succeeded!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty for your great improvement in cultivation!"
…
Li Xin and Wang Li congratulated each other.
Meng Tian also looked shocked.
In the Great Qin Dynasty, only the first emperor, Ying Zheng, ascended to the fairyland and became an immortal. In just a few decades, he soared from the Mahayana stage to the golden immortal stage.
And all of this naturally stems from the national destiny and the destiny of the human race in the world.
Meng Tian and the other generals have all reached the late stage of Tribulation, among them, Meng Tian has even reached the late stage of Mahayana Realm!
There are dozens of monks in the entire Ying family who have transcended the tribulation stage and above. It is rumored that there is an ancestor from the Ying family who has ascended to the immortal world. As for his cultivation level, it is unknown.
"Meng Tian, tell Zhao Gao! Let him pass orders to all officials. Before King Yu comes out of seclusion, all important affairs of the court will be handed over to Prime Minister Li Si!"
Ying Zheng raised his eyes and looked inside the secret room, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of worry in his cold eyes.
"I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Qin Nan gave him a very mysterious feeling, as if his eyes were covered with a veil, so unpredictable that even with his cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, he couldn't fully detect it.
It was precisely for this reason that he overcame all objections and directly allowed Qin Nan to enter the Scripture-Deposited Pavilion and the Treasure-Deposited Pavilion to practice.
"I respectfully comply with His Majesty's edict1"
Meng Tian and other three generals bowed and retreated.
At this moment, outside the main hall, an internal official rushed in in panic, bowed to him, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty! The guard just reported that all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, no matter how big or small, have disappeared!"
"What!"
Ying Zheng raised his sword eyebrows and his eyes turned sharp.
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true!"
The internal officer was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and did not dare to breathe.
"Remember not to spread this matter! Anyone who violates this will be killed without mercy! Stand back!"
A cold glint flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes.
The internal officials bowed and retreated as if they had been granted amnesty.
In the main hall, Ying Zheng was left alone staring at the secret room in front of him.
After struggling with his eyes several times, he finally pushed open the door to the secret room.
However, the secret room was completely empty, not even a single figure was visible, and there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.
"Ying Nan...how dare you...abandon me!"
Ying Zheng's eyes were shocked.
He has dominated the world for decades, and almost no one has ever made him so angry.
The secret room was completely empty, and the Treasure Pavilion was even more deserted...
This made Ying Zheng have to wonder if Qin Nan had played a trick on him!