Chaoge, where the current capital of the Shang Dynasty is located, in the last years of Emperor Yi's reign, he moved the capital from Yin to Mo, and changed his life to Chaoge, and this is what happened not long after Di Xin was born, said Di Xin, he really lived up to the vision when he was born, born intelligent, like the emperor of the ancients, three days to climb, five days to walk, seven days to be able to speak.

When Di Xin was three years old, he was already knowledgeable, and began to be able to help Di Yi deal with government affairs, in an orderly manner, his wisdom was widely spread among the human race, and some dissenting princes also died down, Di Yi was deeply gratified by this, at least he didn't have to worry about no successor after his death, so he was more relieved to let Di Xin start to take over government affairs and military.

More than ten years later, Di Yi died, Di Xin was just an adult, he directly succeeded to the throne, he began to drastically rectify the government, and develop the military, the eight hundred princes of grace and power, rewards and punishments, with the pro to lead the army, defeat the long-standing chaos of the Yi people's departments, show the ferociousness, since then, the Shang Dynasty is becoming stronger and stronger, and there is a tendency to climb the peak again.

And all this also fell in the eyes of those who have a heart, the Shang Dynasty is like this, how can the world be chaotic, so where will the war of the gods start?

And most of the three generations of disciples in today's sect interception are already officials in Chaoge, so it can be said that today's sect interception has been tied to the big business.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

And Dixin

Chaoge is the capital of the human race today, the residence of the Son of Heaven, immeasurable luck gathers from all directions, there is a domineering and majestic momentum exuded by Chaoge, sweeping the Quartet, this is the momentum of the human emperor, the power of the Son of Heaven.

At this time, in the hall of Chao Ge Longde, the great court meeting is being held, all parties are civil and military, many ministers, one by one, with solemn faces, looking solemnly at the top of the Son of Heaven, Di Xin, also known as the king.

"Ministers and merchants, knock to see Your Majesty!" Suddenly, an old man stepped out of the ranks, faced the king, bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "The minister is the prime minister, the commander of the hundred officials, I dare not play something today!"

Shang Rong is the prime minister, and he is the elder of the three dynasties, with the highest prestige among the ministers, and has always been virtuous, seeing his admonition, the ministers immediately closed their mouths, their expressions were extremely serious, and they listened carefully, wondering what Shang Rong was going to say?

"Hmm!" Di Xin's face remained unchanged, his expression was slightly surprised, and he asked with some curiosity: "The old prime minister doesn't have to be polite, what is the matter with the widow, but it doesn't hurt for you to talk about it!"

"Your Majesty, half a month later is Nuwa Niangniang's Christmas Day, please ask Your Majesty to personally lead a hundred officials to Nuwa Temple to send incense and pray for blessings, bless me with a great business for thousands of generations, and the country will last for thousands of years!" Shang Rong still looked extremely respectful and said loudly.

As he spoke, he looked at Di Xin, who was high above.

"Buzz!"

Di Xin nodded, smiling, and about to agree. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden gust of wind in the Longde Palace, and this breeze with a beautiful sound blew by the King of Xuan without anyone noticing.

"Hmm!" "Lightning flint, the crisis is steep, just when Di Xin's hair stands on end, and he is about to transport Ziwei's true qi to resist, the breeze has already blown by, although the king is extraordinary, but as a human emperor, and the luck of the human race, his cultivation has reached the realm of Xuan Xian, but in the face of this strange force, he has no power to resist, and he was suddenly suppressed.

"Aang!"

Chao Song was in the middle of the sky, in the sea of clouds, a divine dragon broke through the sea of clouds, poked out a huge dragon head and looked towards the west of the wilderness, with a great anger in his eyes, the dragon's mouth let out a silent dragon groan, turning into a surging sound wave and rushing in all directions.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a golden light came to the west of the desolate wilderness, turning this sound wave into nothing

shape, the face of the luck dragon was hideous, and his expression was unwilling to be suppressed.

Although the Luck Divine Dragon is powerful, it is not yet the opponent of this force!

After all, although the Shang Dynasty was strong, it was not the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the body of the human emperor could not gather almost half of the human luck as at that time, and the Shang Dynasty at this time was not strong enough!

In the Longde Palace, as the Prime Minister Shang Rong's voice fell, the ministers hurriedly raised their heads and looked at the king.

"Hmm!" I saw Di Xin, who was originally smiling, suddenly his face sank, and he asked in a low voice: "What merit does this Nuwa have, that she wants to worship with a widow and send incense in person!"

"What, this ......" the ministers looked shocked and shocked.

They looked at each other and couldn't speak for a while, so they had to look at Shang Rong.

"Your Majesty!" Shang Rong shouted, his face was pale, his body trembled, as if he had aged countless in an instant, and shouted in a frightened tone: "Nuwa Niangniang is an ancient god, not to mention that she is the mother of mankind, it is said that in ancient times, there was a water god who worked together to touch the Zhou Mountain, causing the sky to fall to the northwest, the earth to the southeast, and the Tianhe River to flow backwards. ”

Shang Rong hurriedly said these words, and then stared at Di Xin with a pair of old eyes, as if he was afraid that he would say something disrespectful again. I couldn't help but be suspicious in my heart, to say that this Di Xin was originally a virtuous monarch in his impression, and under the leadership of Di Xin, Shang Rong seemed to vaguely see the image of the revival of the dynasty.

It stands to reason that not to mention that the king is a wise king, even if he is a waste, he will not say such unethical and disrespectful words.

Could it be that the king is sick and confused, or stupid?

"Hmm!" Under the nervous gaze of the ministers, Di Xin's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "In this case, after half a month, the widow should go to drop incense and pray for blessings." The widow suddenly became unwell, this matter is decided, and the secretaries will retreat first!"

"Yes!" With a hint of confusion, the ministers respectfully stepped out of the main hall and returned to their respective homes.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Under the careful waiting of many maids, the king still returned to the dormitory in a bit of a daze, and as soon as he entered the dormitory, he commanded loudly: "You all retreat, the widow wants to rest for a while, you all stay away from the widow's dormitory, and everyone is not allowed to disturb!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the maids suddenly withdrew from the main hall.

"Roar!"

When the maids left with a strange touch, only Di Xin was left in the palace. Di Xin suddenly let out a low roar, sat on the bed, his face was hideous, and he held his head in his hands and roared in pain.

"Buzz!"

In the west of the flood wilderness, Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, a kind eyebrow and kind eyes, holding a double bun, a yellow face and a thin body, wearing two flowers on the bun, holding a branch in his hand, is the quasi-Taoist person.

"Hmph, the human race also dares to compete with my saint, if it is the three of the Huoyun Cave, the poor road still needs to be weighed, see if it is a mere Xuan Immortal, and the poor road depends on how you struggle. ”

Countless Sanskrit sounds sounded in the mouth of the quasi-Ti Taoist, which seemed to be able to purify sentient beings and influence the world, and it seemed to be able to ask for life and kill people, which was really mysterious.

The Terran capital is singing, in the dormitory. The king's face was hideous, and a 'ho-ho' trilling sound came out of his throat, and he roared again and again, as if he was suffering a great pain.

"Buzz!"

At this time, within the sea of knowledge, the divine soul was shining, emitting a faint light and Sanskrit sound, as if the entire divine soul had been eroded by this power of refuge.

However, if anyone is here, they will surely find a bright dot in the heart of the soul of the King of Heaven

Son, exuding a trace of golden mang, this golden mang, with an imperial breath, guards the last piece of pure land of the soul of the king.

However, although the emperor's qi is powerful, how can it be the opponent of the quasi-Daoist Sanskrit, under the elimination of one and the other, the emperor and crape myrtle qi of Dixin dissipate faster!

If nothing else, in an instant, this big merchant emperor, Di Xin, will be completely controlled.

But at this moment, there was a seal in the deepest part of the Emperor Xin Zhihai, which had the changes of the five elements of yin and yang, the mystery of Zhou Tian and the stars, and when Sanskrit Yin sang all the way and came to the seal, the two forces began to collide fiercely.

"Strange! What kind of power is this?"

Seeing this, the quasi-Daoist was very suspicious in his heart, he never thought that a small human emperor would have such a terrifying power in the sea of knowledge.

At this time, the human race to protect the country and the golden dragon saw that there were other forces to help him resist the interference of the Zhun Ti Sanskrit sound, but it was a majestic earthquake, and the dragon was in a burst.

The corners of Zhun Ti's mouth were raised, and he sneered in his heart, "Even the seal and the golden dragon dare to compete with the saint!" The Dharma in his hand changed, and he said in his mouth: "Prajnaparamita, there is nothing to worry about." and even unconscious......"

But the next situation was beyond Zhun Ti's expectations, what Zhun Ti didn't expect was that the seal actually had the power of the Mixed Yuan, and said in horror: "Which Mixed Yuan powerhouse is it? Could it be the Tongtian Sect Master?"

It is no wonder that Zhun Ti guessed that the Interception Sect is now linked to the fortune of the Great Shang, and the Tongtian Sect Master will naturally protect the Great Shang.

Under the double attack of the luck of the human race and the power of the seal, the Sanskrit sound of Zhun Ti was instantly broken.

In the Great Leiyin Temple of Lingshan in the West, Zhun Ti spurted out a mouthful of blood directly, his face became a little pale, and his aura around him was disordered, as if some attack suddenly and silently fell on him, and the most important thing was that Zhun Ti was suddenly riddled with karma, and his cultivation was unstable, as if he could fall to the early stage of the saint at any time.

Seeing that Zhun Ti suddenly had such a huge change, he couldn't help but change his expression greatly, and asked anxiously: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that there was something wrong with that incident, shouldn't it, if the machine is chaotic today, you and I are planning it, all the saints can't know, could it be that the Tongtian Sect Master made a move, but how could he be in Chaoge?"

"I don't know!" Zhun Ti Zhun Ti took a deep breath, adjusted the chaotic aura and mana around him, and then said with a hint of weakness.

The bitterness on the face of the guide was obviously even stronger, but he could only sigh helplessly: "Hey, junior brother, don't be too sad, you better heal your wounds first, the matter has come to this, we can only wait and see what happens, it's a big deal to give up everything and return to the West, there will be a day of resurgence in the future, and before the catastrophe starts, no one can predict what will happen later." ”

"Haha, senior brother doesn't have to, Di Xin has been stimulated by me with Sanskrit sound, as long as you add fuel to the fire, you can succeed!" Although the corners of Zhun Ti's mouth were bleeding and weak, his expression was extremely hideous.

......

Di Jun held the Hetu Luo Book, the mana around him was surging, and he kept pouring into the Hetu Luo Book, only to see that the River Tu Luo Book emitted a dazzling white light, and in that white light, the shape and shadow changed, as if he was deducing something, as time passed, the look on Di Jun's face gradually became solemn, and his brows also wrinkled.

Immediately, Di Jun tore apart the void with a stride and disappeared into the demon clan.

At this time, Di Jun came to the sky above the dormitory of Emperor Xin, and Di Jun also had a big look of surprise on his face, and at this time, Di Jun's heart only echoed with three words.

"I'm Nima!"

"This is a joke that Heaven played on me. ”