Closer, closer!

It was as if the sky had fallen, and the terrible pressure made people shudder.

Many of them trembled and fell to their knees.

"Isn't this a god coming to the world!"

Everyone was both frightened and expectant.

It is indescribably complicated, and of course there are people who frantically kneel on the ground and bow down.

I decided that this was the arrival of the gods.

The 'foreign lords' in the Haicheng Concession couldn't help but weaken their legs.

One by one, they looked up in horror and shock at the huge floating warship that hung above their heads, like a mountain.

There are no words to describe what it was like, they opened their mouths, but they couldn't even speak.

After holding back for a long time, he could only say: "God!"

Countless people are either fanatical or frightened, or afraid, or vigilant.

There are many kinds of beings, thousands of people and thousands of faces.

The legend of the fairy gods is not in any country, but it has never been so close.

Even if they already have a scientific concept, in the face of such an existence, all they can imagine is gods!

At this moment, the bottom of the huge battleship slowly opened.

A statue of the terracotta warriors fell from the others, as if the gods of heavenly soldiers would stand in the air, the whole body was bright gold, shining.

Immediately after, the Great Qin soldiers guarded the supreme and noble person, and slowly descended in endless brilliance.

Ying Zheng was wearing a black robe, wearing an imperial crown, and on the robe, the vermilion coat of arms showed a noble and elegant atmosphere.

A black dragon flag slowly fell.

"Boom!"

The hundred-meter-long flag fell into the earth and was planted in the center of Haicheng, and the flag slowly opened, hunting in the wind.

A huge character appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Qin!"

It's an ancient word, but anyone who has read it will recognize it!

On the ground, everyone was once again in shock.

"This ......" stared at the figure standing in the sky.

"Qin! Great Qin?"

All the Chinese people couldn't help but tremble.

On the ground, General Yang was holding a telescope, trembling all over.

The eyes were excited.

"What is this, what is this?"

"Is His Majesty the First Emperor back?" he said in a trembling voice: "No, no, Your Majesty has clearly not woken up yet!"

However, gazing at the figure suspended in the sky, I felt the shocking majesty.

General Yang had no more thoughts in his heart.

"No matter what, there is a ...... for salvation in China"

Ying Zheng stood on the chariot.

Overlooking the city below, you'll see it all.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his face was slightly cold.

The Immortal Qin ministers were all solemn, standing quietly behind Yingzheng.

I just heard him speak.

The majestic voice reverberated between heaven and earth, roaring in everyone's ears.

"There is a great etiquette, so it is called summer, and there is the beauty of uniforms, which is called Hua!"

The deep voice makes you listen involuntarily.

Don't dare to say more.

Many people can't help but lose their minds, and in the drunken dream or nightmare, they suddenly think of the word Huaxia and the Yanhuang bloodline.

Ying Zheng overlooked the huge mountains and rivers, and his voice was slightly cold, "However, Kyushu has overturned, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are full of wolf smoke, and I can't see the beauty of uniforms and regulations, and I don't see the greatness of etiquette!"

The voice fell.

Everyone below fell silent.

Many people lowered their heads, and General Yang only felt that his heart was stuffy.

He gazed at the majestic figure.

Just listen to the sound sound.

"I, the first emperor of the Immortal Qin, I am in this realm, open peace!"

The voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the sky and on the ground.

"The First Emperor?"

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but be shocked and disbelieving.

The First Emperor clearly existed 2,000 years ago.

How could it be...... How could it have appeared in this way.

Yet no matter what they think.

When Ying Zheng's voice fell.

From the battleship, a group of men and horses descended at a rapid pace.

Fall to the Haicheng Concession and various areas, and begin to control this place.

And the other side.

Ying Zheng took a step out and flew towards the museum.

General Yang's eyes trembled slightly.

He was right in front of the museum.

Looking at the Heavenly Emperor who flew in, he only felt that his breath was about to freeze.

Ying Zheng glanced at him and fell directly into the museum.

A bronze chariot sits quietly here, with a coffin dragging on it, and a terracotta warrior in front of it.

Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back.

Gaze at the terracotta.

He could feel the spirit that existed in the terracotta warriors, and the inexplicable attraction.

It's another him, he's not dead yet.

I've seen my own body several times, but this is the first time I've actually met my other self.

Ying Zheng's eyes were deep.

Then he stretched out his hand, and the walls of the museum shattered.

Several hidden figures were dragged out directly.

It was those aliens, and Assassin Lynn.

They looked at Ying Zheng and only thought it was incredible.

Lin was full of resentment and stared at Yingzheng.

"Tyrant, it's impossible!

Ying Zheng's face remained unchanged, "Oh? curse?"

He glanced at the terracotta figurine, and then stretched out his finger, and the light disappeared into Lynn's eyebrows.

Flip through her memories.

From birth to the present, all kinds of things, all memories are presented.

Ying Zheng's face was as pale as an ancient well, but his eyes turned slightly cold.

He immediately looked at the other two foreigners.

A powerful force snatched the Eye of Shangri-La from Evely.

"No!" Evely was furious, clutching the treasure tightly.

It's just that Ying Zheng waved his sleeves lightly and directly knocked her out.

With a pinch, the Eye of Shangri-La was unraveled.

A cloud of pale blue spring water appeared.

"Fountain of Immortality?" the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, there was such a big opportunity in this world, and Daqin had one more product.

He flicked the fountain of immortality towards the figurine.

"Whew!"

The next moment, the terracotta figurines shook suddenly.

Then it shattered.

The Dragon Emperor, who had been sealed by the curse for two thousand years, reappeared.

He glanced at Ying Zheng.

An inexplicable feeling surfaced in the hearts of the two.

Only one of them can exist!

It's a strange feeling, and you don't need to be told the moment you look at each other.

The spirits and powers of the two of them are attracted to each other.

As long as you stay together, sooner or later you will become one.

But such a fusion will inevitably have priorities.

Ying Zheng was silent in his heart, is this his path...... The heavens are the only one, and they are destined to have conquests.

The emperor is the only one, the ancestral dragon is lifed, and the title of Qin Shi Huang is destined to have only one first emperor in the heavens and all worlds who can truly achieve the Dao Fruit.

In this way, he will become the only Emperor of eternity!

Gaze definitely.

The memory in Lin's mind was extracted, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared into the Dragon Emperor's mind.

Then he pointed to a few people on the ground.

"It's your business, I'll leave it to you!"

The Dragon Emperor was silent for a moment, slowly dissecting the memories in his mind.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"That slut!"

The hoarse voice was angry.

The Dragon Emperor stretched out his hand, and a blazing flame swept out, covering several people on the ground.

The terrifying flames even melted the surrounding antiques, nearly setting the museum on fire.

The Dragon Emperor's eyes were filled with fire.

jumped off the chariot and landed in front of Yingzheng.