Dayan Dynasty.

Imperial City, Town Imperial City.

At that time, the Great Yan Dynasty conquered the Khan and seized the land of the Khan, and now it is used as the capital of the Great Yan to get the capital, which shows that this Great Yan wants to completely suppress the Khan so that it cannot turn over, and this city is also known as the city of Zhen Khan

The Great Yan Palace, the magnificent halls that rise and fall, spread to the end of the line of sight, towers stand one after another, and on each tower, there are strong aura fluctuations, and the perception spreads, enveloping every corner of the palace.

The golden light is flashing, the dragon is soaring and the phoenix is soaring, and there are thousands of visions.

It is completely an incomparable existence in the country, and this Dayan Palace is undoubtedly more solemn and majestic, which shows the strong strength of Dayan.

In one of the inner halls of the palace, above the desk, sat a young man in a yellow robe, his skin was as white as jade, his face was extremely handsome, and his eyes were as sharp as the edge of a sword.

Just sitting there, he had a noble aura emanating from it, high above, like the pride of the sky.

Behind him, there was a faint aura rising, like a dragon and a tiger roaring.

At the center of his eyebrows, there is a blue dot like frost, which flashes with a shimmering light and is mysterious.

This young man is the crown prince of the Dayan Dynasty today, Wang Yang.

He looked at the scroll with an indifferent face, although he was only a teenager, but because of his special status in Dayan, the Yanwu King of Dayan let him learn the art of governing the country early.

At this time, a figure walked in respectfully, knelt down at the table, and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness the Prince, there is a secret letter coming in. ”

Wang Yang raised his eyes, reached out to take the bamboo tube, took out the paper roll inside, slowly unfolded it, and swept his eyes.

"Huh?" Wang Yang's expression suddenly flashed, and a strange look appeared on his handsome face, and he said lightly: "It's really interesting, it turns out to be the little prince of the Khanate." ”

"This person is fateful, my father didn't choose to kill him back then, but ordered someone to erase all his memories and become a person who doesn't understand anything, suppressed in the small military camp in Longtian, I didn't expect him to survive?"

"Your Highness, do you want to get rid of him?" asked the figure below.

Wang Yang smiled faintly and said, "Now that our Dayan is competing with the Gun Dynasty and the Liang Dynasty, how can we bother with the son of a deposed Khan." ”

The black shadow said in a low voice: "But that Ling Haochu, after all, was once the breath of ten thousand beasts, known as the next grassland overlord, the Khan Heavenly Son. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he saw Wang Yang's faint eyes sweep over, and immediately swallowed the words in his mouth.

Wang Yang's face was indifferent, the aura of the dragon and tiger behind him rose, looking extremely noble, and he said in a calm tone: "You are wrong, that Ling Haochu is not the real Son of Heaven, if he is really the Son of Heaven, then how can we Dayan conquer the grassland?"

"That ten thousand beast luck, originally belonged to me, he just made a small mistake in the middle, and now this mistake has been reversed to the right track, so ....."

"That Ling Haochu was just a fake genius, and he was burdened with luck that didn't belong to him, so in the end he and the Khan paid the price. ”

"And this prince is the real Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven of Zuxu, so in the end, the luck of the Son of Heaven doubled on me. “

He stared at the black shadow and said slowly: "So, don't make a mistake, you don't have to be mistaken, the order of the Son of Heaven is not a seal from heaven, but he took my things, and I took them back." ”

"This is called the return of things to their rightful owners. ”

"Got it?"

Looking at Wang Yang's smiling face, the black shadow trembled, and hurriedly responded respectfully.

Wang Yang dropped the bamboo tube in his hand and said indifferently: "Look at what this fake genius is doing now, in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm... You know? He really doesn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me. ”

The black shadow said respectfully: "Your Highness is the Son of Heaven, this Ling Haochu is indeed like an ant compared to you, and it is not worth mentioning." ”

Wang Yang picked up the other scrolls and said, "I will start to concentrate on cultivation next to deal with the dispute of the "Void Son" on this Ancestral Void Continent in the future, that is the real Atmospheric Luck and Great Creation, this fake Son of Heaven, don't report it to me in the future." ”

"Yes!" the Shadow replied.

Wang Yang stared at the scroll, paused, and said: "But since this matter has entered my eyes, I can't treat it as if nothing happened, I ordered to go down and strengthen Hu Jinchen's support, if he can overturn the Yanlong Academy, then our Dayan will save some effort, so as not to get in the way because of the oath made by my father at the beginning." ”

He smiled and said, "This, even if it is a lesson for the Son of Heaven, let him be an honest slave in the future." ”

His faint words seemed to have decided Ling Haochu's fate.

So, he smiled at the black shadow and said, "See? This is the real Son of Heaven." ”

Wang Yang stood up and walked to the lofty and profound lookout, the vast land of Dayan, nine giant dragons were lying in ambush under the surface, like the stars holding the moon in the Zhenlong City, and the true dragon's qi rose into flames, which was extremely majestic.

Under this piece of land, what is buried is the once vast grassland, the grassland of the Khan's Heavenly Kingdom, and the land where the dragon and tiger are located was suppressed by Dayan into his own luck.

In the eyes of this prince of Dayan, there seemed to be endless flames burning, his momentum was boiling, and he actually formed the shape of a dragon and tiger behind him, the green dragon coiled around his body, mighty and domineering, and the python tiger formed a pale golden aura shrouded in his body, Wang Yang was like a master who controlled life and death, his eyes were indifferent to everything in the world.

The black shadow had already fallen to the ground behind him, unable to stand up, his whole body was already soaked with sweat, he gritted his teeth, and did not dare to look at Wang Yang, for fear of being affected.

"I want him to die, who dares to disobey?"

Wang Yang smiled faintly, his momentum dissipated, and walked back.

Only then did the black figure breathe a sigh of relief, as if it was loose, and lay on the ground.

Words determine life and death, and the momentum is shocking.