Ye Mingyuan, who had just walked out of the Dragon Realm, seemed to have an illusion.

After a fierce roar like a beast, with a loud boom and a flash of flames, time around him seemed to freeze.

It wasn't until those fireballs that looked like bright stars landed that his time was finally pressed and became normal.

"Flames, how could flames be lowered in the imperial capital, did Your Majesty release the dragon clan?" Ye Mingyuan felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly turned his pace and walked towards the top of the altar again.

Rumble!

Just as he was about to take a step, a ray of flame rushed from behind his side, cutting along the bottom of the altar, along the edge of the trapezoid, just in time to cut through the narrow staircase upward.

And the ensuing impact force also blasted him aside.

As a last resort, Ye Mingyuan urgently released his magic source power to protect himself, but even so, he rolled on the ground a few times before finally stopping.

When the power of the flame's rays gradually weakened, Ye Mingyuan patted his clothes stained by the sand and looked around.

Since the imperial palace of the empire was at the highest point of the entire imperial capital, and the ruins of the dragon clan were the highest point of the imperial palace, Ye Mingyuan could just take in the form of the entire imperial capital under his eyes.

Not far away, the central square has become a sea of flames. Since the Empire's soldiers and advanced weapons were on display there, there was nothing but billowing smoke and occasional explosions, as well as new shells fired aimlessly into the air.

The fireball just now was most likely formed by these shells.

Moving the perspective to the right, Ye Mingyuan could also clearly observe that the imperial capital church where the little emperor led a group of imperial officials to pray in the morning also turned into a pile of fragments and a dilapidated product mixed with pitch-black scorched earth due to the attack of flames. Billowing black smoke also billowed up the church, and the flames and black fog together formed the opposite of what was meant to be here.

Purgatory, no, this is hell, hell contrary to the dreams of believing in the Lord.

"Why is this happening? Didn't Your Majesty say that the anger of the dragon clan can be extinguished by my blood? Can the emperor avoid the flames from them? Why is this still like this? Why?" Ye Mingyuan roared angrily, and under the impetus of his emotions, he desperately shot out one flame demon source power after another to the altar in front of him.

However, this kind of emotional catharsis did not bring any practical effect, and even resonated with the flames and the flame rays just now, causing the altar to instantly turn into a twisted monster wrapped in flames.

"Little Emperor, you come out for me! Get out of here! A dishonest liar like you, aren't you afraid that the Dragon Clan will bring you a trial?" Ye Mingyuan roared and scolded, and the flames in his body, like angry elves, rushed out of his body together, desperately releasing an angry aura outward.

And yet all this cries and rebukes, all these angry attacks, were shielded by the flames.

The little emperor in the Dragon Realm couldn't hear Ye Mingyuan's anger from his soul, and similarly, he couldn't respond to Ye Mingyuan, or even explain anything.

Because all this flame and destruction were in his calculations, Ye Mingyuan didn't know this.

The dragon flames that poured out of his body gradually formed a vortex of flames that enveloped him and was spinning at high speed.

There weren't many Imperial soldiers left, otherwise the citizens of the Imperial Capital would see the body of an ancient Imperial God of War, with a raging fire that symbolized anger, descending on them like a god.

But whether it means fear or peace of mind is another matter.

Seeing that the little emperor had not walked out of the remaining frame of the Dragon Gate, and even the center of the altar did not have any fluctuations in the power of the demon source except for the flames, Ye Mingyuan had no choice but to turn back with a face full of anger and walk towards the imperial street behind the dragon ruins step by step.

Although the rear of the Imperial Palace is located in the Dragon Ruins, due to the continuous construction of roads all year round, at most it can be farther away, and the Dragon Ruins can also lead directly to the central square, the center of the game between the flames and the Imperial army.

Knock, knock, knock, knock.....

The sound of Ye Mingyuan's heavy footsteps coincided perfectly with the bell ringing on the hour at the Imperial Bell Tower in the distance.

Covered in fire, he did not incarnate a dragon, but his aura of anger and the power of the dragon's son was no less than that of any of the gods in this world's legends.

Knock, knock, knock......

The sound of violent footsteps, the undulating shaking of the ground, and the scorching breath of burning flames woke up an Imperial soldier who was leaning back under the Imperial warplane.

Just now, the extreme exhaustion and pain made him have to temporarily rely on the fighter plane to rest after his physical strength was exhausted.

Having managed to escape from the infighting of the Lost City, he wanted to take advantage of the seemingly calm edge of the woods around the dragon ruins to rest, ready to report to the little emperor about the brief fierce battle that broke out in the lost city at any time.

But what he didn't expect was that he had escaped the dark tentacles of the Dragon Lord and the evil faces of his own people with desires, and he still couldn't escape the flames' arrangements for this empire after all. Ground floor

"Say, where is Karl!Will the little emperor come out!Is that flame the plan of the Flame Empire, tell me!" Ye Mingyuan said angrily, stretched out his right hand wrapped in flames, and grabbed it straight at the soldier's neck.

Naturally, due to the brief blur after the dream returned to reality, he was firmly grasped by this hand without any resistance.

When he finally stretched out his hands and held Ye Mingyuan's right hand and pulled it away, he suddenly found that the right hand, which didn't seem to be strong, and its owner's body, had burst out with a power that was even more powerful than the Imperial Machinery.

He couldn't shake it.

"Lord Mingyuan, you, you can't do this to the Imperial soldiers, in the Empire, insulting and threatening the Imperial soldiers is against the law, and you will be judged. The soldier admonished.

"Law?" Ye Mingyuan snorted coldly, the strength in his hand did not weaken, "If this empire still has laws, what is the matter with the sea of fire in the imperial capital now? Now that I think about it, since I entered the imperial capital three years ago, I am afraid that this is a game he has set up, just to use my identity as the son of the dragon to satisfy his desires. Ye Mingyuan analyzed.

Anger gave him the power of fire, but it didn't confuse his mind.

At least his analysis is reasonable.

"Long Qinghe releases the dragon clan, you ...... You know that, and you're not objecting, are you?" the soldier defended.

But he was not able to prevent the catastrophe, and even everything that is now is still the catastrophe he caused, isn't it? An empire can attack its own kingdom, and he is not far from destruction. Ye Mingyuan said, the strength in his hand suddenly strengthened, and he lifted the soldier up and looked up at him.

That soldier may also belong to the demonic source power of the flame, in the contact of the flame in Ye Mingyuan's right hand, he was not burned for the time being, and he could still look at him with a flickering gaze of fear.

"No, the flame was not released by His Majesty, it must not be. He freed the dragons for the sake of the empire, and woke them up in order to avoid a catastrophe in the world. I followed him for three years, and he definitely won't come this far. The soldier explained.

But to Ye Mingyuan's ears, it seemed like a quibble, and it was like a human being's panicked gibberish in the face of fear.

In short, this information did not dampen the anger in his heart, but poured a heavy layer of oil on top of his already burning flame.

Rumble!

Ye Mingyuan's flames were released violently, instantly enveloping the soldiers in front of him.

At the same time, his angry eyes, although still dark, still showed only the horror and majesty of hell.

The soldier felt a sudden increase in temperature, and suddenly found that with the passing of the flames just now, the flame demon source power in his body seemed to be drained, which made his body also have a burning feeling.

This terrifying burning sensation became a sting in less than two seconds, and then it turned into a strong painful sensation like a thousand stabbing and stirring the delicate dagger of the Empire.

Fortunately, Ye Mingyuan did not let him suffer more pain, and the moment his right hand was clenched hard, the soldier's neck fell to the ground with a "bang" like a big metal ball.

Even, bounced twice in place.

Then, the surrounding flames fused with the soldier's blood, turning into several rays of light and shadow, merging into the flame vortex beside Ye Mingyuan.

And the delicate pitch-black dagger on his waist flashed brightly and darkly at this moment.

Under the impetus of anger, Ye Mingyuan only had one goal in front of him, the Imperial Tomb, and everything belonged to the beginning of the Dragon Realm.

......

After a long wait of four hours, Luo Heng and Lin Gu, who had already conspired with him, finally found an opportunity to withdraw from the boiling imperial military parade and rushed to the vicinity of the Lin family's base, which was not far from the center of the imperial capital, by carriage.

In addition to the few dead soldiers who were temporarily secretly transferred to the imperial capital by the Luo family, there are also some soldiers who are still loyal to the Lin family after operating in the imperial capital for many years.

However, just as Luo Heng and Lin Gu stepped out of the carriage and quickly entered the iron gate of the base, the flame light that symbolized death happened to fall from the sky.

Fortunately, the first target of the flame ray was the central square of the imperial capital, and under the advance arrangement, except for Zhou Xing, the palace manager who was loyal to the emperor, there were no officials related to the Luo family and the Lin family present.

Even, the path that the flames crossed twice was not selected for the Lin family's base.

Although briefly startled by the sudden vibration and the roar of flames, the doubt on Luo Heng's face was quickly replaced by an extreme excitement:

"This is the gods helping us, this is the god of fire proclaiming. Ringu, you see, these raging flames are the perfect opportunity for us to save the empire and execute the little emperor. ”