Standing at the highest position in the entire continent, Dugu Pocheng has countless followers behind him.

Some people are simply loyal to the imperial power, some people are for the glory of their own families, some people fight for lofty ideals, and many people simply feel that they need to be remembered by those who are alive after death.

Of course, there are many people who put themselves in the first class in order to worship him, and are willing to serve in front of the chariot and horse.

On a monument of merit, the names of many people are densely written.

The living and the dead are all those who have contributed to the erasure of imperial power and the establishment of a new world.

Being in a high position, Dugu Pocheng knows very well that these people who trust each other have their own goals.

There was only one person who had no purpose, and that was a woman who had disappeared for a long, long time.

She won't be because of whose son Dugu Pocheng is, not because he is a general of the First Army. It's just very simple to keep the promise and fight together.

In the tunnels of the swamp, he was still a cultivator in the Soul Refining Period, fighting fiercely against a person in the Soul Refining Period. Zhong Zhen has many opportunities to escape.

On the battlefield where the swamp was fighting with Ning Guo, Cheng Congbi's sword flew in, and she could dodge, but she didn't move her body at all, firmly guarding his back.

Putting aside humanity, life and death, is not to be a great hero, but to - a promise to guard!

When a person has more time, he thinks a lot.

If you think about it a lot, you will turn over the old things and think about them little by little.

Regarding Zhong Zhen, he tried his best not to think too much, but at this time, his heart kept flooding, full of some unspeakable melancholy. He regretted that he didn't stop her in the first place, and that they could fight side by side together for a long time.

Dugu Pocheng is the most lazy person to think about things, even if he sits in the position of the emperor, many important tasks are lost to Zhu Ziling and Wei Qian.

He only did two things, the first thing was to look at the notebook handed over and take a jade seal stamp. The second thing is to go into battle and kill the enemy. Throughout the ages, the only emperor who would go to the battlefield and stand at the forefront to kill the enemy.

In Zhu Ziling's words, this is to build momentum and convince people all over the world.

It's a pity that the kid died a little early! Dugu Pocheng sat in the void space, meditating silently after meditating, and the follow-up major events, because without the help of Zhu Gongzi, he did not complete it very well.

Leave it to others to do it, he has done everything he can. A devastated continent full of intrigues and sinister intrigues and people killing each other, the rules are customized and strictly enforced.

Maybe it will slowly get better in the future, or one day there will be a mad person who will once again form an army of cultivators and take the position of emperor.

However, because of today's system, everyone has tasted the sweetness, even if someone wants to be the emperor, no one may buy it.

In any case, no one dared to use this brain one day before he disappeared.

As a descendant of the Bai family, being pushed to the position of heir, Dugu Pocheng thought to himself, Lao Tzu is really worthy of people and very responsible!

Fortunately, he is not a person who likes to think about things, Dugu Pocheng thought to himself, squatting in this void space for another person, just because of the space in his brain, thinking about it can turn people into a big madman.

The dawn and hope become less and less faint as the cultivation increases. If nothing else, the fish soup dripping from above means that there is a world outside that he doesn't know.

As long as one day he is strong enough, he will definitely be able to stab the top of his head.

At this time, Zhong Zhen was sleeping in the cave of Diexiu Peak. The Qiankun Mirror was placed in the fish tank by her, and the little disciples of the Tianxuan Sect would come to feed the fish and add water.

It's all high-quality mountain spring water and crushed spiritual rice. The little disciples who took over the task worked very seriously and responsibly for a few spirit stones a month. Although they did not understand why these small water beasts were so able to drink and eat, they kept feeding them without interruption.

Mixed with the fishy smell of some small water beasts and the water of Lingmi, it entered the void from the cracks that Wang Cong had broken, allowing Dugu Pocheng's body to survive during the Qi refining period.

Monks who have not yet built the foundation will not be able to clear the valley. Even if the Qi Refining Cultivators eat less than mortals, they must eat some food, otherwise they will definitely starve to death.

If Zhong Zhen knew this, maybe he would make a bigger hole, crush some high-quality dishes every day, and boil a few pots of tonic soup into it.

The small hole punched by the dead ghost Wang Cong turned out to be a glimmer of life for Dugu Pocheng to survive. Not only did they get food from the cracks, but they also had the aura that penetrated from the outside world.

When Zhong Zhen woke up after sleeping for more than forty years, and put the Qiankun Mirror and Qiankun Mirror into the dantian, Dugu Pocheng lost his fish soup and rice.

Fortunately, at this time, he had already built a foundation and did not need to eat anymore. Although he couldn't absorb the aura of the outside world, he was able to get a piece of Zhong Zhen's dantian.

A big cup of soup.

Poor Zhong Zhen, no matter how hard she tries to absorb the aura, is making a wedding dress for others. The dantian has completely become a funnel where the aura can hardly be stored, and it has been divided by the Dugu Pocheng inside at least seven or eight out of ten.

It is also a shame that the people inside are black and white day and night, in addition to meditation and cultivation, it is meditation and cultivation, and long-term closure has made Zhong Zhen a blessing in disguise. Even when she was flying, walking, sleeping, almost any time, the aura outside her body was desperately burrowing into her body.

It's like two people cultivating with the same body. The time inside is ten times longer than the outside, and the speed of absorption is extremely amazing. Especially in the Firmament Sword Sect's use of the Spirit Gathering Array, one day is equivalent to several years.

Zhong Zhen herself also reaped a lot of benefits, her body that had been washed by aura for a long time was extremely strong, and she was chopped down by the three moves of the Yuanwu Ancestor, but she was not chopped to death.

If you change to someone else, you don't know what will happen!

However, fighting against Yuan Wu is not trivial, where can Zhong Zhen take care of so much, like eating rice, swallowing almost ordinary people may not take the pill for dozens or hundreds of years, so as to replenish the consumed aura.

It's just that she was too seriously injured and couldn't absorb it at all, and she was all absorbed by Dugu Pocheng, who was impacting the Yuan Infant Stage.

Under the impact of the huge aura, Dugu Pocheng finally broke through the barrier, and the infant body gradually formed.

The thunder tribulation came, the Qiankun Mirror was in turmoil, and from that gap, Dugu Pocheng felt a glimmer of opportunity, and the surging aura continued to enter, almost breaking his body.

The ethereal thread, though still a threat to him, became less terrifying.

In one fell swoop, he used all his strength, closed his eyes, raised one foot, and kicked towards the gap despite the sharp piercing of the dotted lines around him

A small gap, which didn't get bigger, allowed him to burst out of his body and rush into the wide sky outside.

Unexpectedly, a rumbling thunder came to him, splitting him into a black firewood.

Next, Zuo Mowei and Zhao Jinglong suddenly appeared, and then Changkong also ran to join in the fun.

A few people Kuaishou accountant quickly divided up his thunder robbery. (To be continued.) )