The images in the depths of consciousness do not stop.

The dispute between Xiang Yu and Liu Bang...... Hongmen Banquet...... Wujiang self-slaughtering ...... The Han Dynasty was established...... A hundred years have passed in a flash...... Three Kingdoms Rebellion...... Tang Dynasty...... Surname...... Yuan...... Bright...... Clear...... Fanbang barbarians rebelled in China...... Xu Fu then coveted Shenzhou...... The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, and it will finally be clear......

The desolation of thousands of years passed in front of Ying Zheng in a short period of time, and Ying Zheng could barely control himself and almost fell from the top of the ladder in the clouds.

A cold wind came to his face, and Yingzheng suddenly woke up.

"Nothing has happened yet, my Great Qin is still there, as long as I live, no one can subvert Great Qin!"

Ying Zheng said sharply.

As soon as these words came out, the wind and clouds in the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, and even the picture fantasy around him was instantly shattered.

A huge portal appeared in front of Ying Zheng's eyes.

Looking up at the towering temples through the huge portal, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, how could he see this scene in the world.

"It's worthy of the Wonderland Divine Mansion."

Looking back again, there were still several figures on the aura ladder slowly climbing.

"Taixu Heavenly Gate!"

Four vigorous ancient characters came into view, engraved on the huge portal.

Ying Zheng stepped into it, the door was empty, and the vast shrine was so quiet that it could be heard that a needle had dropped.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Everywhere you look, there is a large area of the fairy palace temple that is unprecedentedly brilliant, with strange flowers and fruits dotted between the buildings, and a few rays of colorful divine light floating in the air from time to time.

At that moment, a man came again from outside the huge door to the north.

The black robe shrouded his body, Yan Dan, the giant of the Mo family, stepped into the ladder, he experienced countless illusions on the ladder, and finally strengthened his heart to step out of the illusion and see the gate of heaven.

However, before he could marvel at the magic of the Immortal Mountain, a figure came into his eyes.

"Ying Zheng!"

Yan Dan's gaze suddenly became sharp, the man who single-handedly subverted the world, the man who trampled the Yan Kingdom into ruins with his own hands.

The man he thinks about revenge all the time!

Without the protection of the net, without the encirclement of the Qin army, and without the shadow guard, standing in front of him alone, even if he is the master of this empire, even if he is the first emperor, he is still just an ordinary person.

Yan Dan could hardly suppress his murderous aura, as long as he killed him, as long as he killed Yingzheng, the Qin State would inevitably fall apart, and he would lead the Mo family to re-establish the Yan Kingdom!

Suddenly, a surging momentum surged, Yan Dan's eyes as deep as ink stared at Ying Zheng tightly, and the powerful martial arts true qi seemed to form a substance, oscillating out like a wall of qi.

Ying Zheng stood with his hands in his hands, the majesty of the emperor is still the same, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, he can still not change color, and the witness is the desolation of thousands of years, as if nothing can leave traces in his heart.

"Yan Dan, the giant of the Mo family!" Ying Zheng's eyes looked at Yan Dan like a sword for a moment.

"Sure enough, a complete loser!"

He said in a cold tone, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Ying Zheng!" Yan Dan let out a low roar, and in an instant, the ink eyebrows came out of the sheath, and the powerful true qi tore the black robe apart, revealing Yan Dan's cold gaze.

The ink eyebrows slashed across the space, bringing up a thick ink-colored sword qi and instantly killing Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng's eyes froze, and he subconsciously pressed his hand on the Tianwen sword, but he didn't draw the sword, his face didn't move, as if he was waiting for something.

Mo Mei Wufeng killed in an instant, but in Yan Dan's hands, this moment was enough to pierce the golden cracking stone.

Yan Dan's eyes were cold, as if he saw Ying Zheng's death and his sword.

However, suddenly, a terrifying force descended from the sky.

"Dare to use force in the Taixu Dao Palace! Get lost! ”

It was a young man's shout, and Ying Zheng looked at the palace on the top of the mountain, and could only see a vague figure, and suddenly a dazzling light lit up.

A beam of light shone down in an instant, crushing Yan Dan with one blow and falling towards the outside of the Taixu Heavenly Gate.

"No!"

Yan Dan roared unwillingly, and his voice echoed for a long time.

Ying Zheng tightened the Tianwen Sword in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although he had learned swordsmanship, how could he be able to defeat a true martial arts master in a head-to-head confrontation.

Yan Dan was not without apprehension in his heart when he took out the sword, but now that he was in the Dao Palace, it was expected that life and death were under the thoughts of the immortals, since the immortals let him enter here, and he had revealed the heavenly machine to him on the ladder before, so naturally there was no reason for him to die.

Sure enough!

Ying Zheng let go of the hand holding the Tianwen Sword and looked at the figure on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the figure moved, and landed in an instant.

Under the bright light, a young man descended in the void and hung in front of Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng's pupils reflected the figure of the young man like an immortal, but he didn't dare to look at it more, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"You're Yingzheng?"

Ye Shengge's eyes looked at Yingzheng a few times with a strange look, for this Qin Shihuang Yingzheng, who was valued by the Holy Son and was even more known as the First Emperor of the Ages, Ye Shengge was very curious about his ability, what ability could make the Holy Son attach so much importance to him.

Ying Zheng didn't know what Ye Shengge was thinking, so he bowed his head and bowed slightly.

"Ying Zheng has seen the immortals!"

The scene he saw on the ladder has always been engraved in Yingzheng's heart, not a fairy god, even if he is the supreme emperor in the world, he is only a handful of loess after death.

Life is only a few decades, let alone a few decades.

"In the twelfth year of the emperor's reign, he died of illness at the age of forty-nine and was buried in Liyi."

This sentence was like a sharp knife stabbed into Ying Zheng's heart.

If the prophecies seen on the ladder are true, it means that he has no more years to live, and once he dies, the world will be in chaos, and the Great Qin Empire he established will also fall apart.

Pressing matter! Phoenix!

There is no reason why Yingzheng does not bow his head, not to mention, in front of the majesty of such immortals, how ridiculous is the majesty of the emperors in the world.

There is no need for anyone to even do it, just the fall of this heavenly palace is enough to crush Xianyang.

After thinking about all this, Ying Zheng completely let go of the pride in his heart.

"I'm not an immortal!"

Ye Shengge waved his hand: "Since you have come up, then come with me!" Someone has arrived! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a divine light enveloped Ying Zheng, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared here together and entered the main hall of the Dao Palace.

Ying Zheng was carried up by Ye Shengge with divine light, and for the first time he felt this wonderful feeling, taking in everything in the Dao Palace in the sky.

Qionglou Yuyu, the pavilions and pavilions are not carved by ordinary things, and there are even palaces made of gold, bridges carved from white jade, and even the bricks paved are extremely exquisite jade.

Even Yingzheng, who is sitting on the treasures of the world, can't help but smack his tongue, and it is really difficult to imagine the luxury in this.

Turning his head and throwing away the distractions in his heart, these things may be extremely luxurious for mortals, but for immortals, they are just ordinary things.