The sound of Sikong Neon spread to every corner of the Sikong Empire and reached everyone's ears through luck.

Everyone who heard the news was stunned.

Sikong Empire, actually wants to vassalize other forces, Feixian Mountain, what kind of force?

It is isolated from the outside world, and most people don't know what is going on in the outside world, and they don't know what Feixian Mountain is.

But the wealth of the empire was not common, even at the height of its heyday.

The imperial dynasty is already very strong, and the strength of the empire can be increased dozens of times, even in the heyday, an empire is an absolute hegemon.

"What!" Sikong Ye was also shocked, and looked at Sikong Neon sharply, "You want to surrender to Feixian Mountain?"

Others don't know Feixian Mountain, can he still be unclear about the night?

Feixian Mountain is just a dynasty, the empire is a vassal of the dynasty, and it has never appeared in history.

How can there be a high level of surrender to a low level?" Sikong Neon glanced at Jiangling and said casually.

"Think twice, once the vassal relationship is formally established, no matter the level of power, you must supply three percent of your luck. ”

When Sikong Neon was not there, he was in charge of Sikong Ye, and he knew too much about the preciousness of luck.

"It doesn't matter, it's just 3 percent on the offering, and you can destroy other forces to snatch luck in the future. Sikong Neon's tone was still calm.

Seeing that Sikong Neon's attitude was so resolute, Sikong Ye was speechless, after all, the master of the empire was Sikong Neon, not him.

Not only was Sikong Ye shocked, but the kings and sect masters of the other major forces were all stunned.

This is simply the behavior of a loser, but why do you want to do this? Even if Sikong Neon has taken a fancy to Gangneung, he can directly merge forces and arrange a position for Gangneung?

Even Gangneung was stunned, and he sat on the ground for a while without reacting.

This is a force for nothing!

If there is 3 percent of luck from the Sikong Empire, and then destroy other forces in the later stage, Jiangling can try to make Feixian Mountain develop into an empire.

But why did Sikong Neon do this, hasn't she always been cold to me?

Jiang Ling frowned and couldn't figure it out, and when he looked up at Sikong Neon, it happened that Sikong Neon was also looking at him.

At this moment, the two suddenly looked at each other.

Sikong Neon blushed for the first time, his eyes flickered, and he was embarrassed to look at Gangneung.

In fact, the Red Luan Heavenly Mist of the Ink Ocean worked, and it did not lose its effect as it seemed on the surface, but the medicinal effect was strong.

The soul fusion of Gangneung and Sikong Neon is the deepest communication, which is more exaggerated than the physical union.

When the souls of the two resonate, there is no secret between each other.

They don't have the name of husband and wife now, but they do have the reality of husband and wife.

Not to mention that Sikong Neon is embarrassed, even Jiang Ling is too, and he doesn't know how to face her when he thinks of the soul resonance before.

What's more complicated is that when the soul resonated at that time, Sikong Neon's two bodies were in a state of fusion, so Jiangling resonated with the souls of the two!

It's over.

The more Jiang Ling thought about it, the more entangled he became, scratching his head and feeling a little flustered.

Mo Sanlang was still immersed in the grief of being sold to a rich family, lying on the ground and crying bitterly, unable to help himself for a long time.

"Hum. ”

The black clouds floating high in the sky suddenly changed and shook slowly.

These changes have attracted the attention of countless people, and everyone has looked up.

I saw that when the black clouds were spinning, Sikong Xuan, who was killed by Sikong Neon, his body actually rose on its own, gradually collapsing into scattered energy.

The shattered soul was like a broken crystalline stone, and it slowly melted into the black clouds.

In an instant, a mysterious and strange aura emanated.

"What's wrong?" Sikong Ye looked up at the sky in surprise.

Could it be that my father has a fallout? Is this resurrection?

It's impossible, the soul is broken, how can it be resurrected?

In the midst of all the attention, a powerful coercion emanated from the black clouds that covered the sky.

Faintly, an illusory figure emerged.

The ethereal voice of the old man was heard from afar: "Neon, father is proud of you. One mistake, one mistake another, the father is a sinner. ”

"Father?" Sikong Neon glared, looking up at the sky in disbelief.

Sikong Xuan's soul is indeed broken, and even now it has not been recondensed, but what is the matter with that voice?

"At the moment of death, I reversed the exercises and realized the true meaning of the True Dragon Heavenly Sutra, but my soul was shattered and I was powerless to return to heaven. ”

"I will appoint myself to protect the people of the Sikong Empire to atone for my sins. ”

When the words fell, the luck of the Sikong Empire rolled back into the black clouds like a river and sea, and was absorbed a lot.

Immediately afterward, the black clouds swirled violently, as if something wanted to rush out.

The terrible movement brewed for a moment, and then the scene that made everyone's scalp tingle happened!

The thunder roared, the wind and rain roared, and a huge dragon with the same body as inky black hovered out of the black clouds, with humanoid emotions in its two eyes.

"Ang~"

The dragon hovered above the Sikong Empire, screaming majestically, triggering the fortune of the sky and connecting with every citizen of the Sikong Empire.

"Hum. ”

At the same time, a dragon-shaped mark faintly appeared on Sikong Neon's eyebrows.

"Dragon, dragon vein?" Sikong Neon looked at the black dragon high in surprise.

Father actually incarnated into a dragon vein, how did he do this, could it be because of that true dragon scripture? The kings and sect leaders of the major forces present also saw the identity of the black dragon one after another, and all of them changed their faces.

That's actually a dragon vein!

After Sikong Xuan's soul was shattered, he reversed the exercise and incarnated into a dragon vein.

And this dragon vein is different, the whole body is black, and with the blessing of black clouds, it is a mutated dragon vein, and the grade is far beyond the ordinary main vein dragon vein.

"Aang!"

The black dragon roared for nine days, looking down on the entire empire, overwhelming the world.

Sikong Ye's eyes were a little moist: "Father." ”

Gangneung felt a little emotional, Sikong Xuan, who had harmed his country for thousands of years, finally became the patron saint of the empire in another form and found his home.

What about me, and where do I belong?

There was a muffled "boom", which pulled Gangneung's mind back to reality.

A few strong men with strong backs and bears joined forces to bring a golden dragon chair carved with a real dragon, and placed the dragon chair in front of Sikong Neon.

"Welcome to the new Emperor of the Sikong Empire!"

The ceremonial officer had already arrived, shouting solemnly.

This is the replacement of the old and new generations, the unveiling of a new era, and the coronation ceremony of Sikong Neon! From this moment on, Sikong Neon is no longer a temporary emperor, and will officially take charge of the Sikong Empire.

"Aang!"

The black dragon veins roared in the air, setting off the power of the neon sky like the Nine Heavens God Emperor.

"Boom. ”

The people of the Sikong Empire knelt down one after another, kneeling on the ground in patches.

Sikong Ye's eyes flickered for a while, and finally he sighed and lowered his noble head at Sikong Neon.

"Boom. ”

Heaven and earth surrendered, all the people followed, the weather changed greatly, and the neon ruled the empire, and the momentum was monstrous.

But she didn't sit on the dragon chair, knelt down in front of everyone, and turned to look at Gangneung.

"Gangneung, come up. ”

No one dared to speak, and they all looked at Gangneung in a daze.

Mo Sanlang also frowned, thinking to himself who is Jiangling?

"Whoa. ”

A breeze blew, and a figure slowly walked out.

"Hey, buddy, what are you doing, don't mess around. Mo Sanlang shouted nervously at Jiang Ling, he still didn't know Jiang Ling's identity.

But Gangneung didn't make a sound, and walked in front of Sikong Neon step by step.

Sikong Neon nodded at him: "Sit down." ”

"Let me sit?" Jiang Ling frowned slightly.

"No!" Sikong Ye and some other high-ranking officials of the empire all stood up and exclaimed.

"He is not qualified to sit," Sikong Ye said in a deep voice, "Even if our Sikong Empire is a vassal of Feixian Mountain, he is not qualified to sit on this dragon chair." ”

"Yes, Emperor, think twice, the rules can't be broken. A group of high-level officials all seconded it.

"Not qualified, come here, help me prepare for the wedding immediately, I want to marry Jiangling, he will be my husband." ”

Everyone was stunned, and Mo Sanlang was even more stunned.

"Now, who else dares to say that he is not qualified?"

Sikong Neon's domineering voice resounded throughout the audience, calming everyone, leaving Sikong Ye and other high-level officials speechless, and the domineering aura was fully revealed.

"In terms of qualifications, my husband is enough!"