The dragon veins were injured, the gods were shaken, the whole world was shocked, and countless powerful existences existed, no matter what they were doing, they all let go of their own perception and saw what was going on.

Thundered!

When the power of wanton catharsis poured into the heavens and the earth, although it was suppressed by the mountain giant spirit mountain pan in an instant, forcibly devoured and absorbed, there was still a leak of qi.

When the Divine Prefecture was shaking, ordinary beings, and even half-saints, did not know what was going on, and only the existence of the holy realm that was in harmony with heaven and earth and comprehended the origin could know the reason.

"Someone's attacking the dragon vein!"

"Who dares to do such a disagreeable act?"

"Presumptuous, destroying the dragon vein, Shenzhou Bandang, this is to mess with the luck of my human race, and its heart can be punished!"

For a time, the anger was like thunder, and the sound spread throughout the heavens, and a terrifying aura stirred the clouds, stirring the sky and surging.

But all those who can escape leave their shelter and use all kinds of means to go to the source of the shock.

At the same time, the territory of the Eastern Song Dynasty, hundreds of millions of miles, seemed to fall into the end of the world in an instant.

The Nine Heavens Gang Wind roared, wantonly swept the earth, the boundless mountains and rivers collapsed, the earth cracked like a fierce beast's blood basin mouth, devouring everything around, and the water veins of the great river collapsed, and the water spread over hundreds of millions of miles on both sides.

What is even more terrifying is that the mountains that existed on the coast of the East China Sea for thousands of years collapsed in an instant, causing seawater to pour in, and the vicissitudes of life turned in an instant.

Under such great power, even if the East China Sea Dragon Clan wants to stop it, it is too late, let alone powerless!

This is no longer a natural disaster that human beings can prevent!

Unless it is a powerful move from the Holy Realm, it can barely stop the loss, but if you want to sort out the leylines and expel the great power of heaven and earth in the riot, it will inevitably take time and energy.

"Bastard!"

A roar of anger pierced the sky, and the figure containing endless power originally rushed to the source, but at this time, they all made choices in an instant, and all rushed to the place where the great power of heaven and earth wantonly destroyed.

In normal times, these self-proclaimed Saint Realm powers will at most be sympathetic to the heavens and sigh the fragility of life, but they will never interfere easily.

Even, they will sit and watch the turmoil happen, it's just a big deal to change the dynasty, and even take this opportunity to absorb a group of talents and enrich their own heritage.

But at this time, it was the chaos of the Demon Tribulation, if the dragon vein was allowed to be damaged, causing the great power of heaven and earth to wantonly destroy, making the entire Shenzhou spatial barrier unstable, it would inevitably give the demon clan an opportunity.

Once this happens, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it will never be in the interests of these top powerhouses.

Because of this, even the strong people of the alien race did not take advantage of the fire to rob, but helped within the scope of their ability, and even took action in person.

All of this is based on the premise of Shenzhou's total control of the Demon Tribulation at this time, and it cannot affect the overall situation in the slightest.

As for the damage to the dragon vein, the source of such turmoil requires the local powerhouse where the source is located to be able to free up manpower to eliminate the catastrophe!

At the same time, Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Song Dynasty, is being lit up, the whole country is celebrating, and the holy prince Zhao Shuhang is canonized!

Emperor Zhao Yukun feasted on his ministers, and his body, which was crippled by the bloodline secret spell a few years ago, and the collapsed martial arts showed signs of recovery.

Although his hair is still half white, like an old man in his sixties and seventies, his face is full of red light at this time, pushing glasses and changing lamps with his ministers, enjoying the singing and dancing, and the pride that can't be concealed between his eyebrows and eyes.

Once upon a time, the Zhao Song royal family became a laughing stock, Zhao Yukun almost wanted to go crazy, every time he thought of the events of the year, he felt that there were whispers coming into his ears everywhere, and everyone was pointing behind his back and mocking him wantonly.

For this reason, the eunuchs in the palace killed batch after batch of canes, and the bodies of the palace maids who were executed were pulled out by cart and thrown into the mass grave.

The courtiers who used to be quite respectful to themselves, although they were as always saying long live on the surface, but he was a generation of emperors, and he was the best at power and strategy, how could he not see the dirty thoughts hidden under the hypocritical surface of these people?

But now, everyone still has a fake smile on their faces, but there is a deep humility and even fear in it!

What are the eight kings with different surnames, famous families, and wealthy families, all of which are prostrate at their feet.

All this is due to the fact that he gave birth to a good son!

Although he had a great beginning with his early years, Zhao Yukun is now very satisfied and has no longer long Wangshu.

"A miscellaneous fish, dare to try to touch the way of heaven, it's really a dream!"

Zhao Yukun's eyes were full of bloodshots, and he poured a sip of wine excitedly, and his heart was very excited, "When my son becomes a celestial, he can lead the Great Song Dynasty to unify the five kingdoms...... Lord of One Realm, One ......"

Thinking of the excitement, Zhao Yukun's face flushed abnormally, but when he thought that he was going to be below his son, or even abdicate to become the emperor, he felt sick and uncomfortable.

All this should have been his!

For this reason, he did not hesitate to conspire with the golden scales, and even sold the dragon vein, which damaged the luck of the human race, and bore endless infamy and even humiliation.

Thinking of the culprit who brought him to his current situation, Zhao Yukun felt uneasy in his heart, his eyes were terrifyingly bloody, and he smashed the jade light cup in his hand with a snap.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Hooray!"

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and then there was a rush of shouts, and all the ministers showed sincere anxiety on their faces.

"Hahaha, I'm fine, I'm just ......"

Looking at the appearance that the noble ministers of the palace had to pretend to be, Zhao Yukun's heart was extremely comfortable, as if he had eaten the legendary ginseng fruit, he raised his hand and was about to say something, his face was filled with a smug smile that could not be concealed, and he froze violently.

"Poof, it hurts me!"

Zhao Yukun roared in the sky, spurted blood, and slammed into the dragon chair.

"Rescue, Imperial Doctor, Quickly Transmit Imperial Doctor......"

The hall was quiet again, and there were bursts of noise mixed with extreme turmoil, as if people were turning over on their backs, demolishing houses and walls, cups, plates and bowls were shattered to the ground, and countless palace maids and eunuchs screamed and mixed in, crocheting into a doomsday chaos.

"It's ......"

An old man with a face of about fifty years old, a clear face, and a long beard under his chin was the old man who was the imperial lieutenant, and at a loss, he suddenly felt the seal on his waist.

Smack!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and there were a few more cracks on the Pixiu carving seal on it, and it seemed that the entire seal would collapse at any time.

Bang Bang Bang!

Not only his seal, but also in the hall, all those who have official seals with them are shocked, and their official seals are actually damaged.

For a while, the palace was full of nobles, princes and ministers, looking around at a loss, panicked, and Mu Muran didn't know why.

"Great Song ...... Great Song Luck ...... Luck is gone!"

Only a few officials dressed in Confucian shirts, who seemed to be the master of ceremonies of the stargazing platform, and were born in the Jixia School Palace, their faces were pale, and they trembled, trembling, and seemed to notice something.

"Myths confuse the public!"

"Nonsense!"

"Honest ......"

Several ministers who were still old and dignified, were furious, and scolded sharply with red eyes, quite a bit of the majesty of setting things right.

But just a few old ministers, even if they are extremely cautious, are not enough to suppress this panic.

Because, in addition to Emperor Zhao Yukun vomiting blood and fainting, there were also several old princes of the royal family of the Zongren Mansion, who were also in chaos at this time, coughing up blood again and again.

Originally, because of Zhao Shuhang's canonization, the entire Zhao and Song royal family was revitalized, but at this time, it collapsed in an instant.

Not only that, but they also suffered a menacing backlash, almost directly killing them!

Boom!

The thunder rose flat, the wind and clouds changed color, and the outside was actually dark in the blink of an eye, and the dark clouds were no longer enough to describe the sky at this time, and it was more appropriate to use the five fingers that could not be seen.

Even if the participants all had superb cultivation in their bodies and could see things at night, they were shocked to find that there seemed to be an inexplicable power in the void, suppressing their own essence and spirit, and completely disturbing their own perception.

What people are most afraid of is the unknown, and the unknown makes people confused, and then afraid.

Boundless darkness struck, enveloping the heart like a shadow, and as the mountains shook for a while, it turned into boundless fear.

Even if there are many people here, even if the ground calms down after the thunder and the sky gradually brightens, it is not enough to dispel the darkness, and there is still the cold and fear in the heart.

Just because, the sun outside is gone!

To be precise, the sun, which was supposed to illuminate the heavens and the earth and illuminate all things, was replaced by a dark blue-black light and shadow mixed with ominous dark blood!

All the unknowns and uneasiness, as well as the unexplained fears, seem to have found their source.

However, the noble ministers of the full hall who raised this thought did not find the slightest sense of security because they got rid of the unknown, but deepened their fear and went straight to the boundless hell!

In a trance, a figure walked out of the shadow, and as the figure walked step by step, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the stars and the sun and moon were dull.

Boom!

One step, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, is thought-provoking, but it is shocking, two steps, the mind is galloping, and when three steps come to the front, all the liver and gallbladder tremble, the mouth and nose are bleeding, and the seven orifices are buzzing.

For a while, everyone, regardless of their cultivation, men, women, and children, all of them involuntarily knelt on the ground, as if welcoming the king!

"I ...... I...... I am the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, a god...... The co-owner of Shenzhou, who ...... Who dares to make me kneel?"

Zhao Yukun didn't know when he woke up, hoarse, desperately holding the armrest of the dragon chair, so that he didn't slide down the steps, staring at the scarlet and bloodshot eyes, staring at the thin figure that came from the sky, grandiose, and stepped into the main hall in three steps.

"Huh!"

The indifferent chuckle was not meant to mock, but it made everyone shudder, as if facing a god who could decide life and death with a word, and he couldn't help but lower his head and even bow to the ground.

"It's you!"

Zhao Yukun stiffened violently, suddenly gained strength, and actually staggered to his feet, staring at the figure like a ghost, and roared, "Rebel thief!"

Poof!

After a roar, it seemed that all his strength had been exhausted, and his rickety body was skewed, and he fell down the steps with his bones, and his head was bleeding, and he fell right at the feet of the figure.

"Huh!"

Still with a soft sound, Wu Ming stepped over, ignoring Zhao Yukun's hand grabbing his trouser legs, and walked step by step to the dragon chair that symbolized supreme authority.

"You...... How dare you ......"

Zhao Yukun's eyes were torn, but he was powerless to stop it, and he watched Wu Ming sit on the dragon chair unscrupulously.

Just like back then, he looked down on the extremely weak Beijin proton outside the hall!!