Chapter 358: Continue the pursuit

"What do you think, layman?"

Shen Jian asked in a life, and behind him, stood a literati wearing a gray robe and a jade crown on his head, like most literati in the world, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, holding a feather fan in his hand.

He is known as a bamboo monk, and he is the peak of the emperor's cultivation, but he has one skill that makes all beings look up, that is, the way of the formation, and he is a rare seven-rank array mage.

Plans can be determined!

Array can protect the world!

He is in Wangdu City, which can be said to be like a fish in water, to be windy, to rain and rain, and his status is only under Shen Jian's life.

For ordinary strategists, they will be very satisfied, but he is different, he wants higher power, he wants to be famous on the mainland, and he wants to be passed down through the ages.

However, because he took refuge in Shen Jian's life in the early days, he has been labeled as a faction, and he can't enter the abyss court, so he can only instigate Shen Jian's rebellion.

But all along, there has been no good opportunity!

Now that luck has passed, for him it is undoubtedly a long-awaited desert with a heavy rain.

"Lord Wang, aren't you running Wangdu City just for that position? What are you waiting for?"

Zhumou lay man shook the feather fan and said softly, his gentle and elegant voice was like a bewitching flower on the other side, blurring people's minds.

"But Brother Wang's strength, this king is not an opponent!"

Although Shen Jian's life was moved, when he thought of that great figure, he was full of fear.

"Lord Wang, the golden dragon of luck flows into Wangdu City, and the court will soon move over, as long as you find out what you have done over the years, do you think you still have a life?"

Zhumou said with a smile, his expression relaxed, and he looked like he was holding the chance to win.

"But you did it. ”

Shen Jian's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but retort.

"The five million army in the city can be equipped with tens of millions of elite armor, and the masters in the palace, if you don't have your permission, can I be a literati alone?"

Zhumou lay man pointed to the city and said loudly, making Shen Jianming's face change and change, the peak momentum of the Holy Peak exploded, his fists clenched, and he wanted to make a move several times, hesitated for a moment, and put his fist down again.

"Alas, as long as this king does not break through the Great Emperor Realm, it is impossible to succeed. ”

Shen Jian said in a deep voice, a Great Emperor Warrior is comparable to a country, not to mention that he only has an army of five million, even if he has tens of millions of elite troops, he is not as good as the Great Emperor Warrior with one hand.

"Congratulations to the prince!"

In Shen Jian's surprised gaze, the Zhumou monk bent down and shouted loudly: "Luck passes, Xiangrui general, as long as the prince ascends the throne and becomes the emperor, he can use the power of luck to break through the realm of the emperor!"

"No, in this way, if the Abyss Emperor's luck is exhausted, it will fall to the ancient dynasty and produce immeasurable disasters!"

Shen Jian shook his head and did not agree.

He is the bloodline of the royal family and can absorb the power of luck, but the price is that the people of the country are not able to make a living, natural disasters have befallen them, and corpses are everywhere.

"Lord Wang, is your life important? or is it the life of some untouchables that is important? Not to mention absorbing luck, you can break through the Great Emperor Realm, isn't that the realm you dream of?"

The Zhumou monk was a little anxious, and said in a deep voice.

"This ......"

Shen Jianming is still a little hesitant.

"Stupid!"

Zhu Mouju's morale was half dead, and he cursed secretly, then gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground on both knees, and bowed three times and nine times: "See my emperor!"

This sound made Shen Jian's life stunned, and the Zhumou layman, who had never knelt down, actually bowed to him.

Is this the temptation of the emperor?

"See my emperor!"

"See my emperor!"

"See the ...... of my emperor"

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers and doormen knelt on their knees and bowed loudly, the sound was like rolling thunder, echoing over the capital, making many people's faces change dramatically.

Shen Jian's face has also changed dramatically!

He knew that if this title was spread, there would be no way to turn back, and if he didn't rebel, he would die!

"Father, listen to the master!"

A childish voice echoed in the hall, and Shen Jianming turned his head to look, and found that his favorite heir also fell to his knees.

"You guys, this is persecution of this king!"

Shen Jian sat back in his chair, closed his eyes and recuperate, his hands were trembling, and after calming down for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Let's go and prepare for the ceremony!"

"Minister, obey!"

The Zhumou layman was slightly happy, and began to use the courtier's etiquette to respectfully retreat.

......

Heavenly Sword Palace!

Emperor Wei Guangze, all over the radius, several Heavenly Alliance Emperor warriors, constantly attacking the Tiangang Earth Army.

"Ancient Lord, why don't you order the Great Emperor Warrior of the Heavenly Alliance to be killed and end this battle as soon as possible?"

Bai Qi said murderously.

He knew the strength of the Tiangang Earth Evil Army, the ability to defeat the Earth Immortal Warriors, kill the Great Emperor like an ant, if he used all his strength, the battle would have ended long ago.

"No, there are many Great Emperor Martial Artists of the Evil Spirit Clan, and the Great Emperor Martial Artists of the Heavenly Alliance can't die in large numbers. ”

Yu Sheng shook his head and said, he wanted to kill the Heavenly Alliance.

However, for the sake of the safety of the mainland, this plan was abandoned.

The Evil Spirit Clan invaded, he could only ensure the safety of the Ming Dynasty, and the other vast regions, the endless creatures that lived, still needed the protection of the Heavenly Alliance.

Bai raised his head and looked at the battlefield listlessly, wondering when this battle would end.

"Father, the capital of the country is in danger, ask for help!"

A hurried voice entered the battlefield, and it was the Abyss Prince who rushed from the Abyss Emperor Dynasty.

"What?"

The Abyss Emperor was startled, hurriedly got out of the battlefield, sensing the change in luck, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, and he quickly tore the void and left, leaving behind many dazed Great Emperor warriors.

"Something should happen to the Abyss Emperor!"

The Great Yan Emperor said secretly, feeling ominous for a while.

"Shouldn't Xiang Yu break into the capital of the Abyss Emperor Dynasty!"

Yu Sheng also secretly thought to himself, his eyes were full of weirdness, the king of a country was fighting outside, and the enemy stole his lair, and it was exciting to think about it.

......

"Who did it?"

Outside the abyss capital, the Abyss Emperor looked up to the sky and roared, and the emperor rushed into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky, and a heavy rain fell.

In front of him, the bustling city of the ancient capital had dissipated, leaving only a hole in ruins, buried with thousands of living beings, and spewing magma.

"Father, Xiang Yu led the Overlord Army, all the way from the Heavenly Sword Hall to the capital, and the Prime Minister secretly ordered the five major legions to assist, but now it seems that it has also failed. ”

The Abyss Prince whispered, also shocked by the scene in front of him.

Desolation, desolation, death......

"Xiang Yu ......"

The Abyss Emperor roared, suddenly looked to the west, his face changed suddenly, and a touch of extremely rich killing flashed, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged, a dragon shadow appeared above his head, exuding the power of luck.

Wangdu City!

In the palace school field, there is a nine-story altar, the honor guard of the Son of Heaven, the cultural relics of hundreds of officials, and the Praetorian Guard......

All these things that shouldn't have appeared, all appeared.

"The auspicious time has been said, welcome my emperor to the throne!"

Dressed in official uniforms, the Zhumou monk shouted loudly.

At the entrance of the main hall of the palace, Shen Jian was dressed in a royal robe, followed the red carpet, and walked to the altar.

But he didn't know that hundreds of miles away, a blood-colored army was galloping towards him......