"Whew!"

With a terrible scream, the head transformed by the last emperor, its whole body was covered with red phosphorus, and its head was hideous, like the dragon corpse of the ancient Tyrannosaurus rex, which fell heavily to the ground, and there was no longer life.

Dressed in a python robe, he was still young, but his face was sallow, as if the terminally ill Nine Princes looked at the dragon corpse that fell to the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of excitement that could not be concealed.

Ignoring the danger, the air was cloudy, and he resisted the urge to cough and stepped forward quickly, only to see his nostrils dilated and make a sucking motion.

It was also strange to say that the dragon corpse, which had been stiff like dead wood, actually decomposed and cracked in an instant with his movements, and finally turned into a red air flow and poured into the nose of the Nine Princes.

As the air flow entered the nostrils of the Nine Princes, his pale face turned a little ruddy very strangely, and even his withered and thin body seemed to have become a lot plumper.

There was an indescribable feeling in his eyes, more like an addict exuding intoxication.

"Swallow dragon qi!"

"It turned out that Emperor Qianpan planned to use the body of the royal family as a carrier to transfer the remaining dragon qi from the previous dynasty to the Great Qianguo Zuo. ”

"I see... ”

Hidden in the shadows, the Oneiroi machine incarnated as Ma Liang has a gloomy look in his eyes. As if muttering to himself.

"What a ploy!"

"It's worthy of the Emperor Qianpan!"

"What a good move!"

However, he suddenly seemed to think of something again, and there was a little more playfulness in his gaze when he looked at the Nine Princes.

"The Qiandi Pan uses the people of the world as chess pieces!"

"What about the others? Although this Nine Princes is physically weak and has always been outside the core of the Great Qian Imperial Court, after all, he is the son of a dragon and a grandson, how can he be willing to be married by others?"

Thinking of this, his eyes kept flickering, as if he was planning something. As the plan progressed, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In the end, there was a faint hint of indescribable excitement.

It was as if just now, he had figured out something.

Just when everyone was excited, there was a sudden roar from behind the portal.

Several dragon corpses wearing red scale armor and dragon heads, like giant beasts of the wilderness, fell to the ground, empty dragon robes, and their eyes showed anger.

Their mouths were wide open, revealing their sharp teeth, and they let out angry roars at Hong Xuanji and the others.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Hearing the angry roar of the dragon corpse, the remaining dragon corpses seemed to know the fall of the last emperor.

One by one, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and even Taizu, who was a little confused and hesitant, couldn't care about the existence of Si Tu. Surrounded by more than a dozen dragon corpses, large and small, they hurried towards the bronze gate with huge steps.

Feel that the dragon corpses have all left.

Situ Xing's body, which was originally a little tense, suddenly became a lot more relaxed.

After waiting for a while, and carefully observing the surroundings for a long time, Situ Xing came out of his hiding place. Some looked at the direction in which the dragon corpse had left.

Just a little bit!

If you give Taizu the dragon corpse a little time, you can't say that his whereabouts will be exposed.

After all, although he has the legacy of the Legalist, the gap between his realm and the Taizu Dragon Corpse is too big. However, he still had some doubts in his heart about what had happened.

Why, the Taizu Dragon Corpse, who had never left the central throne, was so angry.

Thinking of this, Situ Xing's eyes subconsciously fell on the Nine Dragons Throne.

The entire throne is cast with gold and silver, inlaid with countless gemstones, and nine dragons are outlined with gold and silver threads, each of which is scaly and armory, and has divine eyes.

Looking into their eyes, Situ Xing actually had an illusion for a while.

As if, these nine dragons are not dead things...

Vivid and ingenious.

It can also be seen from here that the prosperity of the country in the early years of Dayu is not comparable to later generations.

Situ forgot which miscellaneous book he was in, and once read an anecdote.

He had long forgotten the specifics, but the main meaning was still vivid.

According to the miscellaneous records, if you want to see whether a dynasty is at its peak or declining, you don't need to compare population, economy, military power, land size, etc.

Just take a closer look at their dragon chairs, or the dragon patterns on the porcelain and bronze ware.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the dragon spirit was strong, so the dragon pattern was more powerful and domineering.

At the end of the era, the dragon was sluggish, and even the dragon patterns made by craftsmen would be more feminine and less masculine.

These nine golden dragons are magnificent, their eyes are domineering, and they have a kind of fierceness that has been difficult to achieve in previous generations. Obviously, the forging time of this dragon chair will definitely not exceed the three generations of the founding of the country.

It may even be that Taizu personally supervised it when he was alive.

The emperors of later generations were born in a peaceful and prosperous era, and they had not experienced blood and rain, and their dragon qi would definitely not be so fierce.

"This Taizu is also a generation of male masters!"

I just didn't expect that his obsession with rights would be so heavy. ”

However, Situ Xing immediately shook his head slightly, and his face showed a look of self-deprecation. I'm really confused.

And this kind of thinking, how can Dayu Taizu be alone?

The emperor of the yang world does not want to lose power after death, so when building the mausoleum, he will build a huge palace complex underground, and let the courtiers, concubines, and soldiers be martyred, and all the specifications and treatment are no different from those in the yang world.

He was the Son of Heaven in his lifetime, and he was the emperor after his death!

This is the wish of all kings, throughout the ages, no generation of emperors can be exempt from vulgarity...

It is precisely for this reason that the emperor's mausoleum is getting bigger and bigger, and as soon as he ascends the throne, he mobilizes the people to start building the mausoleum.

And a repair is decades.

The scale of its underground palace is even higher than that of the Yangshi Palace.

But, Rao is so!

It is also rare to be able to build such a large dragon chair.

I don't know if Dayu Taizu expected that after his death, he would absorb the dragon qi and turn into a huge dragon corpse, like a small mountain, so he built his throne so big in advance.

Only the giant-like body of Dayu Taizu can sit still.

Although Situ Xing's figure is not burly, it is also much stronger than ordinary people, but in front of this dragon chair, there is still a feeling of insignificance.

It was as if he was a drop in the ocean, with no weight at all.

"What an imposing throne!"

"But the throne was stained with blood, and was made of dry bones. ”

Situ Xing looked at the throne that symbolized the supreme power in the world, as if there was a voice in his heart that kept calling and tempting him.

Come on!

Come on!

As long as you step on this throne, you are the supreme in the world.

Come on!

Come on!

As long as you step on this throne, you are the Lord of Nine Dragons. No one dares to disobey your commands.

The eyes of the nine divine dragons entrenched on the dragon chair were furious, as if they had suddenly awakened, and their bodies were twisted and twisted like long snakes.

From time to time, they get together to form a snake plate.

With the flying of the nine divine dragons, the voice in Situ Xing's heart became even grander.

It was as if he had been bewitched by some kind of bewitchment. Situ Xing's eyes slowly became hollow, and his body was more like a marionette, moving forward very strangely.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Situ Xing's eyes were in a daze, and his steps were vain.

Walking forward like a puppet, the distance between him and the dragon chair grew closer and closer as his steps fell.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The eyes of the nine divine dragons revealed a trace of undetectable pride and bloodlust.

Ten zhang!

Five!

Sanzhang!

One foot!

Just when Situ used his hands and feet together, ready to climb onto the dragon chair.

The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife in his luck suddenly trembled, emitting transparent but real ripples.

As if affected by the ripples, the eternal legal net in the air also trembled.

Because of this trembling, Si Tu's movements couldn't help but stagnate.

Everything in his eyes has also changed drastically.

The tall red palace walls collapsed inch by inch, the magnificent palace turned into ruins in the flames, and even the delicate and lovely concubines became white skeletons one by one.

"It's!"

Situ Xing's eyes kept contracting, and the muscles of his whole body tensed suddenly.

He seemed to see the boundless killing, the boundless white bones, and the countless sins, brothers fratricidal, father and son against each other...

Woohoo conspiracies, countless sins, countless killings shrouded the palace.

And all of this is because of this dragon chair.

Thinking of this, there was no greed in Situ Xing's eyes, and all that was left was fear, and fear. It seemed that what stood in front of him was no longer the dragon chair that everyone wanted, but a ladder of white bones.

It is also strange to say that just after Situ Xing defeated the desire in his heart, the throne made of gold and silver, which was made of golden light, turned dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gold and silver faded their luster, leaving only a dark red like blood.

The dragons on it were like crazy, biting at each other, their sharp claws tearing open their scales, leaving long scratches on their bodies.

It was like a long snake with scales, and its body was covered with scars, and white bones could be faintly seen in the depths, and a trace of blood was dripping.

Dye the entire throne blood red.

It was as if the entire throne was soaked in blood, unspeakably horrible blood...

As if stimulated by pain, the struggle of the nine divine dragons became more and more intense, and the blood on the throne splashed everywhere, making people suddenly have a chilling feeling.

"Nine Dragons Win the Throne!"

"This chair is not made of ordinary gold and silver!"

"There must be the bones of nine hidden dragons inside, otherwise there will be no vision of the Nine Dragons seizing the heir!"

Looking at the changes on the dragon chair, Situ Xing's face suddenly became solemn, his eyes kept shrinking, and he said in disbelief.

Kowloon is an adjective.

It is mainly used to describe the cruelty of the battle for the throne!

How could Situ Xing not expect that in this imperial tomb, there was really such a dragon chair, which was really made of the bones of nine hidden dragons.

In Daqian, the prince, or the reckless hero and other people who have the life of the dragon, are collectively called the hidden dragon.

After ascending to the Great Treasure, the Hidden Dragon's life will change and become a real dragon.

Of course, not all hidden dragons will become real dragons, and the battle of hidden dragons is the most ferocious, take a step forward, and achieve the supreme.

Take a step back, and there are no bones left.

However, perhaps it is the heroes who cherish the heroes, or the people who buy people's hearts and take the throne, most of them will treat the bones of the hidden dragon kindly.

No one thought of it.

The Taizu of the previous dynasty actually cast all the bones of the hidden dragon that failed that year together to form a Nine Dragons to seize the heir, and the luck is unparalleled, which is used to conceive his own throne.

Dayu Taizu's ability to achieve half-step shattering has an inevitable connection with this throne.

It's crazy!

Even today, hundreds of years have passed, Situ Xing looked at the huge dragon chair, and there was still an indescribable shock in his heart.

You know, in front of these hidden dragons, they are all amazing heroes. There are detailed records in the history of historians.

In the battle with Dayu Taizu, they can even be said to be glorious despite defeat!

Even today, people in the world can often hear poems praising them from the mouths of storytellers and composers.

It is conceivable how popular they were back then. And how many of them are their subordinates?

If it had been known that their bones had not been buried, but had been cast into a throne by Dayu Taizu and placed in the mausoleum, it would have caused turmoil in the world.

Even, Dayu may directly lose the hard-won country because of this.

This Dayu Taizu is really crazy to act...

He likes to be dangerous, and he is a completely different type from Daqian Taizu.