When everyone really began to stare at the golden dragon carefully, they would sincerely feel the intimacy, as if this divine golden dragon had the aura of everyone present. Moreover, they also felt a kind of imperial majesty that could not be looked at directly, and came from the soul, and spontaneously produced an impulse to surrender.

"It's Your Majesty, it must be Your Majesty! Your Majesty is really the son of destiny who came down from heaven to save my Han Empire. ”

Your Majesty is the reincarnation of the gods, the chosen one of the Han sent by God to save the Han Dynasty, and my Han Empire will surely be immortal for thousands .....of generations."

"The grass people greet Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live ......"

In the huge city of Chang'an, tens of thousands of people bowed respectfully to the ground, their faces were full of serious and solemn feelings, and the piety in their eyes quickly condensed into substance, worshiping their emperor, the only son of destiny in their hearts.

In addition to Chang'an, everyone in the world also felt depressed because of the imperial majesty of Kyushu this time, especially the people who had the ambition of usurping the Han and plotting rebellion since Dong Zhuo entered Beijing.

This day is destined not to be peaceful, perhaps because of this golden dragon, or because of Dong Zhuo's death, they may be happy, or lamented, or hesitant, tonight is destined to make people unable to sleep peacefully.

How many ambitious people will be ready to move on this day, and how many people will be haunted and worried about it every day? This is destined to be an unpeaceful day. In the dark, the gears of fate began to turn slowly......

"What a big sense of oppression, how do I feel that in the direction of Chang'an, there is suddenly an invisible momentum that erodes my brain and makes me feel an urge to surrender?"

"In the world, only a peerless emperor can have such a grand aura, but even Gaozu and Emperor Wu can't compare to the majesty of the emperor, right? Haha, it seems that the Han Empire has produced a great monarch?"

"It's not good, the Son of Destiny actually appeared in Chang'an, could it be the little emperor?"

"Destiny is different, why is the originally dim crape myrtle star so bright today?

"It's not good, the fortunes of the Han Empire have come back to life, and it seems that the plan can only be changed. ”

Feeling this monstrous imperial suppression, some people rejoiced, and some people were sad. Joy is naturally the Han people who have suffered from the war, but still have their hearts set on the Han people.

Only by having a truly strong monarch can they "quell rebellions internally and resist strong enemies externally", which is a good thing for them, and it is a great good thing.

And the sorrowful ones are the princes who have the heart of usurping the Han because of Dong Zhuo's rebellion, and most of the princes will disappear without a trace after sensing this monstrous imperial power.

Only a small number of careerists who are blinded by ambition and think that they are strong enough to ignore the might of the emperor are not dead in their hearts and secretly plot to win the Han world.

Of course, under this terrible imperial might, although the momentum is immense, it only barely covers the entire Han Empire, but because of the distance, the imperial power in the remote areas is naturally much more indifferent than Chang'an City.

However, even the subjects of the empire in remote areas could feel a palpable pressure. With the greater the rank, the more depressed the inductive Diwei becomes, the more depressed it becomes.

This is the miraculous mystery of the way of the dynasty, the whole world, it is not the king's land, that is, the ministers under the rule, all obey the holy power of His Majesty.

The Imperial City of Chang'an, guarded by countless warriors and warriors.

"The Son of Heaven looks at the qi technique, and the luck is coming. ”

The golden light came with the sound, instantly enveloping Liu Xie's whole body, and the power of the endless emperor was revealed from his body. In an instant, Liu Xie's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of essence shot out from the bottom of his eyes, like two sharp swords piercing the sky, making the ten thousand worlds turbulent.

And at this moment, Liu Xie's golden flames burned all over his body, and the golden dragon soaring above the Imperial City of Chang'an roared into the sky again: "Whew!"

The sound of the shocking dragon resounded through the heavens and the earth, the dragon head swung, and the four claws stepped on the clouds, and slammed towards the palace with ten thousand powers.

"Your Majesty Kamui!"

However, everyone could feel that the golden dragon did not rush down to hurt Liu Xie, but was very gentle and obedient.

"The Son of Heaven looks at the Qi Technique, turns, and the Divine Dragon of Qi enters the body!" Liu Xie shouted again, and the golden flames on his body were even worse.

The golden dragon of luck fell directly from the sky, without losing a single grass or tree in the hall, and went straight to Liu Xie's body.

"Enter!"

Liu Xie suddenly relaxed, did not resist at all, and greeted the arrival of the golden dragon of luck.

In the process of approaching Liu Xie step by step, the huge figure that covered the sky quickly shrank, and when it turned into a pocket dragon. rushed directly into every acupuncture point of Liu Xie's body, and submerged into Liu Xie's body inch by inch, until the final, the moment when he was completely integrated.

At this moment, Liu Xie's long hair flowed, his eyes were blood-red, and his blood veins flowed rapidly at this moment, like a blood-colored angry dragon soaring in his body, and a huge void dragon shadow was blessed behind him, staring at the four directions of the world.

The golden dragon of luck entered the body, and the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" constantly guided the aura into all parts of itself, including every meridian, and under the movement of the aura, Liu Xie's bones and meridians exuded a faint golden light.

When all the spiritual power was transformed, with the help of the golden dragon's luck power, the internal force that was originally the size of a fist expanded again, and the internal force boiled and flooded, rising steadily.

Liu Xie's body was rippling with unparalleled momentum, and it was also vented in the hall.