The little emperor said with a very gloomy anger, and approached the direction of Yan Ling step by step.

"Your Majesty, I, I don't know. I'm just a military general of the Empire, not a Demon Origin Master. Yan Ling hurriedly explained.

If Ye Mingyuan doesn't wake up, you know what the consequences will be! If those old men are really deceiving me, you also know what the consequences are!" The little emperor continued to speak in a voice that was so low that it was almost not for his age, and walked forward step by step with the head of the scepter in his hand against Yan Ling's chest.

On the steps of the altar of the Tomb of the Dark Empire, the little emperor took a step forward, and Yan Ling took a step back.

When the two of them finally walked down the steps of the altar and stood on the flat ground and looked at each other, the anger on the little emperor's face had been completely replaced by a fierceness that Yan Ling had never seen before.

When the sweat continued to drip down, Yan Ling didn't dare and couldn't wipe a bit, the little emperor in front of him didn't look like the monarch of an empire at this time, nor like the dragon clan that had ruled the continent for 10,000 years, nor like the mysterious creator, but like a legendary monster with a broken mind.

This kind of staring lasted for a whole minute, and in the end, Yan Ling's spirit could no longer hold on.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'm going to call those Demon Source Masters over, they maybe, they may already be waiting outside the door. Yan Ling replied incoherently, as if he wanted to get away from the monster, and stumbled towards the door.

This is not a long road that can be seen with the naked eye, and Yan Ling actually fell three times before he could barely touch the surface of the closed gate just now.

"Your Majesty has an order, open the door!" Yan Ling shouted to the door, and he could feel his voice trembling with some fear.

Seeing that there was not the slightest movement outside, Yan Ling had to clear his throat and shouted again: "Your Majesty has an order, open the door, do you want to betray Your Majesty!"

Rumble!

There was a dull sound, and with a few dark shadows rushing in, the door was finally fully opened.

The light inside could barely reach a small area near the door.

"Lord Yan Ling, what is this?" asked one of the four black-clothed soldiers from before, to Yan Ling.

After breathing a long sigh of relief and stabilizing his emotions, Yan Ling opened his mouth to convey the order.

"Are those old Demon Source Masters here, Your Majesty wants to see them. ”

The soldiers did not answer immediately, but looked at each other and asked Yan Ling in a low voice, "My lord, is it because the dragon has not woken up?"

Hearing this, Yan Ling looked around, and also replied in a low voice: "It seems that something happened, and now Your Majesty may be on fire, you had better quickly find those Demon Source Masters." ”

"What's the matter? Do you have to make me wait for a long time to find a demon source master?"

As a few people were talking, there was an empty voice urging from the imperial tomb behind the Yan Ling.

"Ahem, bring them over now, and by the way, let that Deep Blue Yanfa and Ziwu also wait outside, Your Majesty is estimated to be indispensable behind them. Yan Ling pretended to be a formal order.

"Yes, sir. But we don't have to bring them here. Those Demon Sources had said that as long as they activated the teleportation array they had set up at the entrance of the Imperial Tomb, they could come over at any time. The black-clad soldier explained.

"Okay, right now. Your Majesty can't wait. Yan Ling said, stepping aside and watching the upcoming teleportation.

The four soldiers saluted and took a few steps back, and one of them began to grope for something on the ground.

Within a few seconds, the soldier nodded to the other three as if he had found the mechanism of the teleportation array, and began to mobilize the demonic power in his body.

These four soldiers stood straight in four positions, front, back, left and right, with a faint light visible in the center, and at the same time, their hands also emitted four different colors of light.

In the eyes of Yan Ling on the side, these four different colors of light represent four different kinds of demonic source power, red is the universal and unique flame of the imperial royal family, blue is Ye Mingyuan's unique water source, green is like Luo Sijie's grass and trees, and dark yellow is a kind of magic source power that represents the land.

The four kinds of magic source power were actually not set up on purpose, but happened to appear on the four of them.

But even so, it brought a visual surprise experience to Ye Gu who was standing on the side, and finally calmed some of the fear in his heart with fantasy.

The light emitted by the four demonic sources flew towards the top of the four people's heads almost instantly, and formed an oval-shaped enchantment at the faint point in the center.

As the four-man demonic power unleashed to his heart's content, all the light in the center of the enchantment began to spin.

When the light swirled to the point that it was almost impossible to see the inside of the enchantment, the white light formed by the combination of these four magical sources instantly diverged away from the outside.

"What is this, so dazzling?" Yan Ling said, hurriedly closing his eyes and turning his head to the side, and using his hands to block the damage to his eyes.

Four or five seconds later, the light dissipated and returned to a dark place, and the four soldiers, as if their demonic power had been instantly exhausted, stood aside and gasped.

But the barrier centered on them was still dark, and there was no human figure.

"What about the people, what about those Demon Origin Masters?" Yan Ling asked angrily.

After a few seconds of silence, a voice finally answered Yan Ling, but it didn't come from the soldier in front of him, but from the Imperial Tomb where Yan Ling was shining a little behind it.

"Here, Yan Ling, you can come in too. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Yan Ling replied, and hurriedly ran inside, not forgetting to give a thumbs up to a few people behind him halfway.

When Yan Ling closed the iron gate with difficulty, he ran towards the altar quickly, and at some point, the little emperor had already re-walked to the center of the altar, next to Ye Mingyuan's pure body.

Standing below is the old demon source master of the empire in the mouth of the little emperor before.

To be honest, Yan Ling, who has worked in the Imperial Capital Military Pavilion and the army for a long time, in addition to not liking the study of magic source power, one thing that distinguishes him from other nobles is that he is not interested in any magic source master related to magic source power at all.

So much so that the three old men in front of him were also met by him for the first time.

At this time, he was like a frog sitting in the situation for a long time, and he could only observe the corner of the military in the past. When these three Demon Source Masters appeared in front of his eyes like this, his world seemed to have opened a new door after seeing the power of the dragon clan.

Of the three Demon Source Masters in front of him, one of them was a Westerner, while the other two were Demon Source Masters from the Flame Empire. Unlike the Westerner Demon Source Master who wore a purple robe, held a crystal ball, wore round sticky hair, and spoke the broken Imperial Chinese language, the two Imperial Demon Source Masters had the feeling of immortal wind Dao bones left over from the Empire's earlier religion.

The long white beard, the pure white long-distance running, and the characteristics of the cape, although the crutches in his hand are still about the same color as the little emperor's hand, but in general, it still brings Yan Ling a feeling that is not disobedient.

Sure enough, I am used to seeing the imperial style, and it is always difficult to accept some things from the West.

"Your Majesty, you just said that Ye Mingyuan was still unconscious after injecting the dragon clan's demonic source power, right, can you let me go up and take a look first to help you solve your doubts. The Naxi Demon Source Master said in broken imperial Chinese.

"Well, that's fine, but you, and both of you, have to answer my question first. You must know that there have been many traitors in the Empire recently, and even if you are the old Demon Source Master left by your father, I can't fully believe it now. ”

"Your Majesty, are you doubting our loyalty?I've been serving the Empire for over thirty years, if we're not loyal, what's the need for us to ......," the Naxi Demon Source Master tried to explain, but was immediately interrupted by the Imperial Demon Source Master next to him.

"Mr. Zhiwa, don't worry, let's see what His Majesty has to ask, and we'll just answer. Your Majesty may simply have some doubts about some issues, and he may not have doubts about our loyalty entirely. ”

"Mr. Ke Zhou Shen,"

"Okay, if you continue to quarrel, will my Longqing still be able to handle it?" will my plan to release the dragon clan still be implemented?" The little emperor suddenly interrupted the argument between the two with some anger, turned his back and bent down to stroke Ye Mingyuan's still sleeping forehead.

"I have three questions. First, have you studied the "Dark Book" thoroughly, and will the revival of the dragon clan cause the revival of other mysterious forces as well. Second, I have already injected all the demonic power of the dragon clan into Ye Mingyuan according to your requirements, why hasn't he woken up yet. Third, I checked it again just now, it seems that if I remember correctly, there should be an Imperial Holy Weapon on Ye Mingyuan's body, you can help me see if it escaped into his body like the Dragon Realm Stone, or was stolen by others. ”

"Your Majesty, we can answer these three questions, but the second and third questions, can you give us ten minutes to check Ye Mingyuan's body first, and then give Your Majesty an accurate answer. Riva replied with a bowed head.

"Yes, I'll give you ten minutes. But you have to hurry, the dawn of the empire is estimated to be two or three hours away, and if things are delayed until the next day, before Longqing begins, these traitors to the empire will kill me and follow their wishes. The little emperor said, stepped aside, and made way for the three of them.

In just ten minutes, the three of them held crutches and a special magic source power magnifying glass and kept tapping and observing Ye Mingyuan.

Fortunately, before the allotted time arrived, the three of them had an answer, and with crutches, they retreated to the bottom of the altar steps.

After arguing for a short time, the other two still elected Riwa, the old Demon Source Master of the Western Foreign Countries, as the representative of the three of them to speak.

"Your Majesty, then I will answer these three questions in turn. Zhiwa said.

The little emperor did not answer, but dragged his body, which was already feeling a little tired, nodded, and motioned for him to continue.

"First of all, if Long Qing succeeds and the power of the dragon clan reappears, it is very likely to resonate with other forces. But as long as we take precautions and carefully set up personnel in the empire to check for changes in the demonic power, there will be no big deal. The second point is that the demonic source power in Ye Mingyuan's body is already very full, and there is no need to use the demonic source power to inject it. The reason why he hasn't woken up yet may just be that his body has been asleep for too long and needs a buffer time. It is estimated that it will only take a day for him to wake up completely. As for the third point, the Imperial Sacred Weapon that Your Majesty said should be the Dragon Bracelet, and we have detected the fluctuation of its magic source power. When Ye Mingyuan wakes up, we should be able to retrieve it and return it to His Majesty. ”

"Well, that's good. The little emperor listened and nodded incessantly. After all, the old Demon Source Master of the empire also gave him a relatively satisfactory answer to these three questions.

"Then I'll give you a day, remember, from this day on, well, it should be half past three in the morning, until this time tomorrow, I won't set foot here, and of course, you can't go out. I ask you to only do this one thing to revive Ye Mingyuan. As he spoke, the little emperor stepped down from the altar.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The three of them bowed their heads in unison and replied.

"There's still a lot going on, it's time to meet the Deep Blue that I released two months ago. Yan Ling, you go and tell those people of Deep Blue that they don't have to wait here, my palace and military hall are the places where they should appear. ”

The little emperor said, under the slightly uneasy gaze of several people, he raised the purple scepter in his hand and injected a subtle magic source power into the iron door in front of him.

Rumble!

After a dull sound, the door of the Imperial Tomb opened again, and the four black-clothed soldiers, as if arranged in advance, escorted the little emperor in front of and behind, followed Yan Ling, and left the Imperial Tomb.

The Imperial Tomb was not far from the Imperial Palace, and in just a few minutes, several people disappeared into the dark night.

At the same moment, there were subtle and imperceptible fluctuations in the power of the Imperial Palace and the Imperial Tomb.

What even the three Demon Source Masters who stayed in the tomb didn't notice was that Ye Mingyuan's eyes actually opened for a second under the fluctuation of Demon Source Power, emitting a subtle green light, and then closed again.

Sure enough, the dragon in the Imperial Capital Dragon Realm couldn't wait so much?