Emperor Xia was poisoned and in danger, and the news finally spread. In the palace, there were too many eyewitnesses from all parties, and such a big noise was impossible to block it.

All forces were shocked. Even Zong Qianqiu of the Eternal Night Divine Sect was obviously stunned when he received the reward, obviously not knowing why such a change occurred.

Everyone speculated that this was done by the Eternal Night God Cult, because if Emperor Xia died, in terms of performance, the biggest beneficiary was the Eternal Night God Cult.

In less than four years, the Great Xia throne reappeared, and Xia Mingri's life and death were only in a while, but the only prince was just three years old and could not ascend the throne and rule.

Daxia was in panic. At this moment, Guangluqing stood up in front of the ministers and two dukes, and suggested asking King Haowu to come out for the time being to manage the government.

As soon as the proposal was made, the Confucian ministers in the court immediately agreed, saying that this was the best way.

In Zhengguang Palace, Xia Mingri, who had been in a coma for a day, suddenly woke up, his eyes were unprecedentedly bright, and his will was restored to clearness.

The image of returning to the light was so clear that the several imperial physicians who had been waiting suddenly stumbled in their hearts.

"Printing an imperial edict" Xia Mingri spoke.

"Yes" several imperial physicians knelt on the ground and buried their heads deeply.

When he heard that His Majesty woke up, all the ministers immediately gathered in Zhengguang Hall and waited for the summoning.

However, the emperor's summons did not wait, but all he had was an edict to pass the throne.

Deep in the palace, the country's heavy weapons were rising and falling, and the vast purple aura was beyond the vast purple air. Xia Mingri walked step by step, with black blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, dyeing the ink dragon robe.

The emperor ended up crying and sobbing, as if he was saying goodbye to the person in front of him.

In the purple air, the stone gate is still closed. Those who enter experience the suffering of life and death and do not know the outside world.

"My ancestors, I've tried my best tomorrow, and I've really done my best."

In front of the country's important weapon, Xia Mingri knelt down, his eyes slowly closed, and tears fell silently, feeling weak and unwilling.

Changsun, Taishigong, and Jingwugong walked over quickly, looking at the figure kneeling in the purple air, my heart was filled with pain.

"Mother, do you think I am a wise monarch?" Xia Mingri said with a hint of fatigue.

"Your Majesty is of course a wise monarch, just like the ancestors of all generations, a well-deserved wise monarch." Changsun replied with tears in his eyes.

"That day, the Marquis of Zhimeng asked me to be a good emperor. I worked hard to do it, but I did not break my promise."

As the words came to an end, Xia Mingri covered his mouth and coughed violently, and black blood continued to overflow and drip onto the earth.

"Brother, this throne is yours, now, I have returned it to you."

The last words echoed between heaven and earth. After the stone gate, the bloodline was implicated by Xia Ziyi, who was still suffering from life and death, suddenly opened her eyes, and her mind was shaken, and her body retaliated against herself, and her long black and white hair danced, showing signs of being possessed by the devil again.

A loud vibration sounded, Taishigong, Jingwugong's expression changed at the same time, and he spoke out and stopped him, "No."

However, it was too late. The huge stone door slowly opened. Xia Ziyi, wearing a black royal suit, forced out of the gate. The endless dark aura surged. Just as she was about to expose, she was forced back by the majestic Daxia fortune.

The next moment, a shocking scene appeared, and the blocked dark aura was pulled by the magic signs displayed on Xia Ziyi's body, and it suddenly seemed as if it had found a vent and rushed into his body frantically.

Half of her dancing long hair was immediately dyed white, but Xia Ziyi seemed to be unaware of it. Looking at the figure kneeling in front of her, her heart was as painful as a knife.

"tomorrow"

The heart-wrenching call, but the person who kneeled on the ground could no longer hear it. The emperor's life, when he reached the end, he had no regrets in this life.

"Uh" Xia Ziyi felt a lot in her heart, and she stepped forward to pick up Xia Mingri, and then walked out step by step.

In the Abyss of Darkness, a sarcophagus was shaken. Soon after, Zong Qianqiu, Xuanzhi and others flew out and rushed directly towards Yuhua Valley.

At the same time, Wu Jun also set out. The Marquis of Triumph a hundred miles away immediately felt and stepped forward to stop him.

"Queen Hou, your opponent is me"

A powerful figure appeared and stood in front of the Marquis of Triumph and said lightly.

"The First God General of Eternal Night"

Seeing the armor on the person in front of him, the expression of the Triumph Marquis immediately sank. Unexpectedly, he was still alive.

"Marquis of Triumph, don't lose to others"

Wu Jun laughed loudly, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Yuhua Valley.

The president of Tiancang Academy walked out in one step, and in a short while, he was already hundreds of miles away.

Wu Jun and Dean Tiancang had their first confrontation, and the terrifying battle began. The peerless powerful man from the previous three disaster realms was a terrifying scene of land collapse.

The dean is very strong, but Wu Jun is even stronger. He is in his hand and will be invincible in the world.

The dean once said that no one in the world can stop Wu Jun, and he can't do it either. Therefore, the dean does not seek victory, but only wants to leave a chance to win for those who come later.

The aftermath of the war destroyed everything around, neither of them retained it, and their moves were revealed.

The increasingly fierce battle made both of them dye red, and the blood shines brightly when the moves are touching each other.

"Director Tiancang, you made Wu Jun look at him with admiration."

Seeing that time passed little by little, Wu Jun was unwilling to drag it down again. He raised his halberd to the sky, and the true energy was at its peak. The boundless evil power spread, and the ten-mile radius was completely transformed into the boundary of death.

"Three Styles of the Heavenly Emperor, Destroying God in Heaven"

The supreme skill that reappears is even more powerful than the past. The dean's expression condenses, flipping his palms to lift his energy, and his great energy around him rolls, rushing straight into the sky.

The aura of good and evil touched each other, and the corners of their mouths were red, and the dust filled the sky. A terrifying wound appeared on the dean's right chest. The evil energy penetrated through his body, bringing out a large waterfall of blood.

The ultimate move was that evil was overwhelming the right way. After one move, Dean Tiancang was seriously injured and defeated.

"it's over"

Wu Jun waved his halberd and slashed it down, and the battle was about to end.

At a critical moment, two dazzling lights swept across the sky, and swords and swords roared together, turning into a desperate front and rushing towards Wu Jun.

"kindness?"

Wu Jun's halberd moved his halberd to meet the flying sword, and with a loud bang, he took a step back half a step.

"It's you?"

The simple white figure that caught my eyes was so familiar that Wu Jun looked cold, but he didn't expect to meet again so soon.

"You are late. If you join forces with him, you might have a chance. Now, there is no last chance." Wu Jun said coldly.

"Maybe, but if there is a chance, I will know if I have to fight."

Ning Chen stepped forward and helped the dean up, took one step forward, and moved out of the battlefield.

"Dean, let us leave the rest."

After saying that, Ning Chen's figure flashed and returned to the battlefield again. Seeing the Wu Jun in front of him, he started with the sword and said, "Please"

"Then let me see where your confidence comes from." Wu Jun waved his halberd to fight, his ferocity surged, and he broke the sky and broke the mountain.

Ning Chen retreated, his figure instantly transformed, the water flashed, and his body looked like a illusion.

Behind Wu Jun, the Dayin Qing Bird sword trembled, lifted lightly and heavyly, and the sword was shattering the sky and suddenly slashed down.

As we met in the sky, a loud bang opened and wild sand flew.

"The foundation is good, but you are still too young."

In Wu Jun's hand, the battle halberd swirled, and his mighty power surged out, immediately shocking the person in front of him.

Ning Chen stabilized his body, suppressed the rushing blood in his body, and narrowed his eyes. Wu Jun was indeed still Wu Jun. Even after a big battle, his strength was still unquestionably strong.

"Scroll of the Earth"

Ning Chen waved his sword into the ground, and suddenly the earth trembled, and the surging sword intent surged out, endlessly turning into a sword light that soared into the sky, with a stunning power.

"Is the Heavenly Book?"

Wu Jun snorted coldly, and his halberd raised his might in all directions, and with a loud bang, thousands of swords shattered and disappeared invisible.

Seeing that his opponent was so strong that he could not be shaken, Ning Chen stepped on the water and shadow again, and his left hand had a love knife rising up with the wind, as light as the leaves in the wind, as fast as the flash of flying geese.

The sound of swords and halberds confrontation is endless. The sword turns like a willow, and it leaves when touched, without stopping at all.

The confrontation between fast and strong is so brilliant, the light of halberds and swords continue to blew out, sharp and beautiful, making people intoxicated.

"Scroll of Heaven"

As fast as a quick knife riding on the wind, the sword suddenly turned, and the blue light was extremely bright, and it was as if the sky and the earth were broken, and it suddenly fell.

"boom"

With a shocking sound, Wu Jun's feet sank three inches, cracks appeared, spreading and spreading.

"happy"

Wu Jun laughed loudly, flipped his palms and slapped it out with a loud bang.

Ning Chen retreated, and at the same time, Ningshuang slashed out with one sword, and frost was surging wildly.

With a bang, the palm force shook the sword intent of Shuanghua. When the sword light was blocked, it was blocked by the sword light for a short moment and stagnated. The plain clothes were removed and avoided this powerful palm.

"I didn't expect that you could do this, but it's a pity." A hint of regret flashed across Wu Jun's face and said.

"It's not a pity that as long as Wu Jun is willing to continue to give in, even if it's dark, I will accompany you." Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.

"Oh"
To be continued...