The stone gate of the emperor's tomb was sealed, and the stone gate was covered by thick soil. Everything about Yingzheng www.biquge.info seems to have nothing to do with this huge empire anymore.

"Step! Trample! Trample! ”

In the imperial mausoleum, the footsteps of more than 20,000 days of exhaustion reverberated back and forth in the corridor. The light of the torches and the light of the night pearl echoed each other, illuminating the entire imperial tomb.

In the very center of the imperial mausoleum, a palace that is exactly the same as the main hall of Xianyang Palace, is presented in front of everyone's eyes. And above the main hall, there is a huge crystal.

The sunlight, through the crystal, can directly envelop the entire palace. On the walls of the palace, the faintly revealed water patterns can be seen that directly above the palace, there should be a lake.

On the left side of the palace, the ancient Fusang tree with red branches and gold leaves in Shushan is almost "standing on the top of the sky", and it grows directly to the edge of the crystal.

No matter where it is placed, the huge Fuso ancient tree will attract the covetousness of unscrupulous people. Therefore, after a hundred thoughts, Ying Zheng fortunately transplanted an ancient tree of Fusang to the emperor's tomb.

And in the square in front of the palace, the dark red glowing stone is quietly placed there. Under the sun, it shines brightly.

"Step!"

A neat crisp sound sounded in the square in front of the palace. There are more than 20,000 heavenly end troops, and there is a hint of fanaticism in everyone's eyes.

"Phew!"

Song Fan, who was in charge of driving, stopped the carriage, then immediately got out of the carriage and respectfully saluted the coffin on top of the carriage.

"Your Majesty, here we are."

"Click!"

On top of the carriage, the heavy coffin, which had been nailed to the ground, trembled slightly.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the coffin was blown to pieces.

"Wow!"

"Last General, meet Your Majesty!" The 20,000 Heavenly Army was exhausted, and he didn't even wait for the instructions of Jun Jiuyou Song Fan, who was the leader, and knelt down directly on one knee.

Although they had more or less obtained some information in advance, the excitement was still difficult to calm down when they saw Ying Zheng, who had already died, standing in front of them alive again.

"Ahem." Ying Zheng coughed lightly twice, waved his hand, and said, "Let's be flat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng quietly gave Jun Jiuyou a look. Jun Jiu nodded knowingly, then turned around and began to assign the task of exhausting the army in 20,000 days.

It didn't take long for the square, which was originally like a crowd, to be left with only more than 200 soldiers guarding the palace.

"Ahem!" Watching the soldiers of the Heavenly End Army leave, Ying Zheng coughed again.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Song Fan took two steps forward slightly and asked with some concern.

"It's okay!" Ying Zheng waved his hand to stop Song Fan, who wanted to step forward, and said, "I used a trace of Yuanying's power before, but now it's just a little backlash."

Time is running out, and once the news of my death spreads, the empire will surely cause some turmoil. If it affects the progress by then, it will be too late to regret it. ”

"Your Majesty, rest assured, in the main hall, the last general has prepared everything!" Song Fan said with confidence.

Ying Zheng nodded, wiped the blush from the corners of his mouth, straightened his back, and walked towards the palace.

The empty palace, although it looks the same as the main hall of Xianyang Palace, is completely different in the palace. Except for a few pillars, there was nothing else.

Silently closed his eyes, Ying Zheng's consciousness dived into the sea of knowledge.

In the sky of Zhihai, the golden sun has been dimmed, leaving only a shell that can still see the outline.

Above the sea, nine black bronze tripods are constantly circling. And the black light emanating from the Jiuding is the main reason why the golden day lost its original color.

"Give it to me!"

In mid-air, with a wave of his hand, a huge black hole appeared in the center of the endless black sea of knowledge. A statue of Jiuding fell into the huge hole.

"Boom!"

In the palace, the Jiuding that emerged from the center of Yingzheng's eyebrows changed from small to large, and smashed into the main hall fiercely, making a burst of buzzing. The entire hall even shook slightly.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

One Jiuding just fell, and then another Jiuding fell. The palace, which had not yet calmed down, shook even more.

As soon as Jiuding came out, the black light in the sea of knowledge gradually dimmed. The golden sun seems to be about to reappear its original color.

It's just that it's different from the gang at the beginning. Above the golden sun, which appeared again, there were jet-black cracks. It's like a mirror that has been hit hard.

Looking up at the golden day, Yingzheng once again urged his Yuan Ying.

In the dantian, the original pink and tender Yuanying is a broken ceramic at this time, missing a piece in the east and a piece in the west. Even, the human form is almost unrecognizable.

"It's so serious, can it be repaired well?" Ying Zheng, whose consciousness returned to reality, looked at the Yuan Ying in front of him and thought silently.

"No matter what, I'm going to fight!" Ying Zheng's eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness. Driving Yuanying, he flew directly to the center of Jiuding.

"Buzz!"

Untied the Tianwen sword at his waist, Yingzheng inserted it into the stone bricks of the main hall.

A faint black, from the Tianwen Sword, slowly poured out. gradually turned into a dragon shape and wrapped around Yingzheng's Yuan Baby.

"Come on!" Ying Zheng snorted lightly and held the hilt of the Tianwen Sword with both hands.

As the core of Qin's national fortunes, Tianwen Sword is like a key. The surrounding Jiuding is like a reservoir that gathers streams from all directions.

What Yingzheng has to do is to use this key to open the reservoir. Use the water in the reservoir to nourish his primordial baby. And completely eliminated the Heavenly Dao from the Yuan Infant.

Nine black lights poured out from the nine tripods, and they shone on Yingzheng's Yuan Ying together.

"Wow! Multiply! Multiply! ”

Streams of golden smoke rose from Yingzheng's shattered primordial infant. Although each wisp of gold smoke is extremely small, it is extremely difficult to detect even if you look closely.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood poured out of Ying Zheng's mouth.

Hurt! A soul-penetrating pain instantly spread all over Ying Zheng's body.

Yuan Ying is the second life of the monk, and the two share the same soul.

Mortals are not affected by the Heavenly Dao, or in other words, the Heavenly Dao cannot be directly put to death. It can only be by influencing the things around him, or by directly sending down the damnation. Monks, on the other hand, are completely different.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as dogs, mortals are too weak, and heaven disdains. The monk, on the other hand, is a slightly more powerful eagle dog, and always needs a rope to tie it in.

Whenever the monks absorb the essence of heaven and earth, it is when the Heavenly Dao ties the rope to them.

But Ying Zheng is different. He was chosen by the Heavenly Dao, and the path of promotion is called a miracle. Except for a part of the national fortune of the Qin State, most of them are through the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, the shackles on Ying Zheng's body are heavier than others.

The sudden pain made Yingzheng even unsteady. However, as an emperor, how could he kneel down so easily?

Barely relying on the Tianwen Sword, between Ying Zheng's quarrels, the smell of blood was even stronger.

He wants to take the Heavenly Dao out of his body completely. Not only that, but he also wants to destroy the Heavenly Dao and replace it himself!