Chapter 162: Eight Elders Qi Chen

November 24 in the Ming calendar.

This is the first court meeting held after the Ming Dynasty was promoted, except for Zheng He, who built ships, all of them were absent, and the breath inadvertently revealed was much stronger than before.

"Lord Wang, this is the list of officials drawn up by the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of War. ”

Guo Jia walked forward quickly, holding two copies of the recital, almost the thickness of a book, which recorded hundreds of thousands of officials.

This is only a general chapter, which specifically evaluates the grade of officials and follows them step by step, and does not involve the appointment and dismissal of officials.

Yu Sheng released his thoughts, quickly investigated, directly took out the jade seal, and stepped on it at the end of the chapter, leaving a red seal, shining with golden light.

A golden dragon phantom flew out of the jade seal.

Rumble!

Boom! Boom!

At the moment when the jade seal fell, the bodies of more than 200,000 officials in the thirty-six counties of the Ming Dynasty trembled, and they felt a powerful aura that melted into their bodies.

Many officials who have cultivated to reach the zero boundary point have directly broken through the realm without the slightest obstacle.

"Long live my king, long live, long live!"

In the vast and boundless territory, all the officials bowed and bowed in the direction of Zhongjing, saluting respectfully, and their hearts were full of gratitude.

After the blessing of luck, their cultivation path will also go further.

Many officials who can only break through the Holy Realm in this life are sure to break through the liehous, or even higher realms.

In the Zhongtian Palace, the courtiers continued to discuss.

Minutes and seconds passed.

But at this moment, in the distant sky, a shocking rainbow swept by, like a bolt of lightning, almost to the extreme.

Yu Sheng looked up and looked coldly.

The Fire Ghost King, Guo Jia, Xiang Yu and the others turned around and looked outside the main hall, and the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

"Where is the monarch of the Ming Dynasty? Where is Qi Qianlong? Come out and see it quickly!"

A burst of shouts resounded through the sky, with a powerful aura, filled with terrifying might, suspended in the void, looking down.

The terrifying momentum, unscrupulously released, shrouded in Zhongjing City, like a mountain, suppressed and down.

The people living in the city looked up, their faces turned pale, and the strong pressure in the air made them feel almost out of breath.

"Haha, the clan powerhouse is here, Daming Kingdom, your death time has arrived!"

In the guest room, Qi Qianlong, who was waiting anxiously, heard someone shouting his name, his face was overjoyed, and he was about to break through the air with ten black-robed people.

But as soon as he opened the door, his excited expression became stiff.

Outside the hall, a puppet of the marquis, twenty secret guards of the Holy Realm, stood quietly, exuding momentum, blocking the surrounding void.

"What does that mean?"

Qi Qianlong's heart raised his throat, but when he thought of the Qi clan powerhouse in the void, he regained his composure and scolded coldly.

Ten Saint Realm black-robed people stood in front of Qi Qianlong with solemn expressions.

"No one shall leave without the king's order!"

One of the guards said coldly, without emotion.

"You...... This prince is a disciple of the Qi family, and you dare to stop it?"

Qi Qianlong's anger was condensed, his fists were clenched, and he was furious, as long as he gathered with the strong men of the Qi clan, he would be able to instigate the strong men of the Qi clan to make a move and snatch the Jiuhua Palace.

But at this critical time, he was blocked in the house and couldn't leave.

"No one shall leave without the king's order!"

The Dark Guard repeated what he had said earlier, his tone getting colder and colder.

As soon as Qi Qianlong was about to speak, he felt a cold gaze, and couldn't help but shiver, he was cold, and when he looked up, he found that the eyes of the Liehou puppet flashed with scarlet light.

He had a hunch that if he continued to entangle, this emotionless puppet would shoot directly.

"Humph!"

Qi Qianlong didn't dare to touch it hard, snorted coldly, retreated to the guest room with a few subordinates, and closed the door heavily, and began to wait anxiously.

"Who are you?"

Yu Sheng slowly raised his voice and walked out of the Middle Heaven Palace, his eyes were cold, and he scanned the sky.

The civil and military officials followed, looking at the figure suspended in the sky, with a cold face and a hint of murderous intent.

Zhongjing City is the imperial capital, the center of power, and represents the face of the country, and now they are being provoked by an outsider, how can they not be angry?

"I am the Qi clan, the eighth elder Qi Chen!"

Qi Chen said coldly, with his hands behind his back, his body straight, and his strength in the middle of the king spread, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The blood and qi rushed into the sky, forming a pillar of heaven and earth, supporting heaven and earth.

He looked at the boiling sea of qi fortune not far away, and was a little surprised that there was actually a dynasty on the barren and barren island.

This is a strange thing!

However, he didn't pay attention to it, what about the Luck Dynasty?

The desert island has no resources, there are geniuses and no geniuses, how many strong people can there be?

Maybe it's just luck, it's just luck!

Besides, the strength of the Qi clan is far greater than that of a dynasty.

"Lord Wang, he is a powerhouse in the middle of the king!"

The Fire Ghost King said, a little dignified, she had only broken through the early stage of the king not long ago, and it was still difficult to defeat the powerhouse in the middle stage of the king.

The immortal body is powerful, but it is not against the sky, it is just an additional means of life-saving!

"In the middle of the king's reign, the Eighth Elder?"

The rest of his life was slightly shocked, and the eighth-ranked elder had the strength of the mid-stage king of the king, which showed that the Qi clan still had at least seven martial artists who were crowned kings.

If it is targeted by this kind of giant, then the Ming Kingdom will be miserable.

"Don't talk nonsense, Elder Ben is here to pick up Qi Qianlong, he is the Tianjiao of the Qi Clan, Elder Ben wants to take him back to the clan!"

Qi Chen said flatly, his tone improved slightly, but he was still cold.

"Elder Qi, the noble son is out hunting, it is estimated that there will be a few days before he comes back, it is better to come down and talk about it, I treat each other with national courtesy, I am not afraid of the elders' jokes, I am very curious about the outside world. ”

"Today, Sansheng is fortunate to meet Elder Qi, and I also want to ask for advice and understand the situation in the outside world......

For the rest of his life, he clenched his fists, with respect on his face, pretending to be a picture of never seeing the world and enthusiastic about asking for advice.

But secretly, he winked at Yuan Tiangang.

"There's the Lord of Lao!"

Maybe it was confidence in his own strength, maybe it was the respectful attitude of enjoying the rest of his life, Qi Chen was not suspicious, his body shook, and he fell opposite for the rest of his life.

In addition, there is another important reason, as Yu Sheng said, Qi Qianlong went out hunting, he couldn't fly in the sky, just wait!

"Nine Dragons pattern, Nine Dragons Prison Heaven!"

Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang retreated violently, righteous and awe-inspiring, waving the dust lightly, and sprinkling hundreds of millions of gold threads.

Nine pillars of light soared into the sky.

Nine golden dragons roared in the sky.

The wind and clouds surged, and the nine golden pillars that supported the Zhongtian Temple appeared in a formation, forming a prison formation, enveloping Qi Chen's surroundings.

"There's an ambush!"

Qi Chen's complexion changed greatly, and blood-colored evil qi appeared all over his body, and with a punch, the endless fist qi burst out, and the void was dented.

The murderous aura is pervasive, covering the void!

The momentum was shocking.

"After being promoted to the dynasty, the Nine Dragons pattern was baptized by luck, and it was enough to imprison a warrior who was crowned king. ”

Looking at Qi Chen, who was as powerful as a prison, Yuan Tiangang chuckled, his expression was calm, he didn't panic at all, and he won the battle.

Kowloon pattern!

It is a feng shui formation.

The better the Feng Shui, the stronger it will naturally be.

Zhongjing City is the imperial capital, which has undergone national promotion, and the phase of feng shui has already undergone qualitative changes

The power is multiplied.