Chapter 920: There's Something, Its Name is Emperor's Message!
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The movement of the seven stars attracted the side eyes of countless old antiques in the world, and they were shocked!
Because of some old antiques, I noticed that someone was borrowing the power of the stars in the sky.
This kind of domineering method.
There are no more than three born in the world!
If the first martial arts technique that people think of is the trick of summoning the spirit emperor.
The method that the emperor cultivated!
On this night, all the big people realized that the heir of the emperor was born.
There are also old antiques of gate valves, and a little joy emerges in my heart.
Because the old guy of the gate valve power thought that he could match the genius of Ningbei, His Royal Highness of the current Zhenguo, was born.
Throughout the ages, all those who are proud of the heavens will have a battle!
Discuss the level of war to confirm each other's martial arts!
After all, there is no second in martial arts, and there is no first in literature!
As everyone knows, the heir of the emperor who has been speculated by the outside world is the king of Ningbei in their mouths.
In the sky above the Ning Family Manor, seven huge pillars of light appeared!
This is the terrifying power of the stars.
The power of the seven stars, the power of the stars is so terrifying, and the majestic power makes everyone present feel their own insignificance.
Each pillar of light was as long as 100 meters in diameter, enveloping the entire Ning Family Manor in an instant.
The pillar of light leads to the night dome and becomes a spectacle.
When Geng Jian saw this scene, he was shocked and said: "How can this be, with a low-level peak of cultivation, he casts a spirit summoning technique, which is comparable to the scale of the emperor's ability to summon the spirit and summon the power of the stars, quickly stop the little master, this majestic power, elegant and elegant, will make him himself a flying ash!" ”
Geng Jian knows the horror of the Spirit Emperor Jue best.
But it was too late for him to speak.
The stars hung down with great power, and it was brought by Ning Xiaobei.
Geng Jian obviously sensed that something was wrong with Ning Bei's eyebrows, and there were fluctuations in mental power.
This is the opening of the mind!
At this time, Geng Jian suddenly woke up and understood that Ning Bei was desperate to use the Spirit Emperor Trick to successfully attract the great power of the stars.
It's all because he opened his spiritual aura!
Chong Lingjiao, exclusive to Ninety-Five!
Ning Bei was in a white pillar of light, and the bones and blood vessels all over his body were transparent, as if they were about to feather.
Ye Laoxi, a man in Tsing Yi, sighed slowly: "Zhao Xue has you to protect you like this today, it is not in vain that he loved you so much when he was a child, and Zhao Xue died today, and he has no regrets!" ”
"Haha, tonight I have red sleeves and snow, and if I can protect the young master with my life like this, I really have no regrets in the world!"
The red-sleeved Zhaoxue dodged and moved sideways, came to Ning Bei's side, lifted a heavy ten-ton bronze throne with one arm, and hung it above Ning Bei's head.
The Bronze Throne is truly extraordinary!
It is worthy of being the sword of the Son of Heaven and the jade seal of the Nine Dragons!
It is the treasure inherited from my Chinese civilization!
The great power of the seven stars cannot be carried without the body of the ninety-five.
The bronze throne hung above Ningbei's head, and the seven stars were all absorbed by the throne, and Ningbei was safe and sound.
The red-sleeved Zhaoxue held the bronze sword, pointed at the Geng sword, and said indifferently: "Geng Jian, don't hesitate, the young master is locked by the power of the stars, and the battle between you and me should begin!" ”
"Hmph, the ten-year-long feud is completely over tonight!"
Geng Jian stepped out and untied the wooden box wrapped in black cloth on his back.
Inside the wooden box was a yellow scarf like an ancient holy decree, tied with a red rope.
When this thing is taken out!
Ye Laoxie stood with his hands in his hands and looked at it gently.
Red-sleeved Zhaoxue chuckled: "No wonder there is no fear, this is the emperor's oracle!" ”
"Emperor's Message?"
Zhang Fengxin and Zhang Qingwu in the distance stood together, their faces showing shock and jealousy.
The Yanling Zhang family also has an imperial edict!
Four months ago, Zhang Fengxin went to visit the major empires to end the border troubles, and he carried an imperial edict with him.
The horror of the emperor's oracle, I'm afraid that only these old things can understand.
Young people nearly a hundred years ago probably haven't even heard of it, let alone seen it!
Geng Jian untied the red rope on the yellow scarf, spread his hands completely, and suddenly the whole person's face turned a little pale, and all the qi and blood all over his body were instilled into the yellow scarf.
If you want to activate the Emperor's Oracle, you need to exhaust the qi and blood power of a supreme Eight Mansions.
This thing is terrifying!
When Geng Jian was infused with qi and blood, a trace of extremely terrifying fluctuations quietly rippled.
The lawn in the Ning family's manor, planted with evergreen, all the green in an instant, almost turned into powder.
An invisible majestic force not only enveloped Bianjing City, but shrouded this piece of heaven.
The sky is mighty, nothing more than that.
Geng Jian held the imperial oracle in both arms, as if it weighed more than a thousand jun, exhausting his strength, and the voice sounded slowly, majestic and solemn.
"Today, there are martial artists, who go against the forbidden law, disrupt the martial arts, and blaspheme the emperor's might, their hearts can be punished, and the evil people know it, and listen to the emperor's words, restrain the horse from the precipice, and say nothing senseless!"
The three-foot yellow scarf in Geng Jian's hand is the emperor's edict.
I don't know who wrote it, let alone who wrote it, but it needs to be urged by the strength of the Eight Mansions.
After Geng Jian's words fell.
A small imperial oracle blooms with terrifying power.
Once this force erupts, it can destroy the entire city of Bianjing.
On the emperor's edict, a yellow-clothed figure slowly appeared, very blurry, unable to see the appearance and age, standing quietly on the emperor's yellow scarf, a sense of imperial power permeated.
Emperor Wei shrouded Bianjing.
No one can stand!
Zhang Qingwu and Zhang Fengxin and others are all kneeling!
Geng Jian was even more bruised in his arms, holding the emperor's oracle high above his head, and kneeling on the ground.
Ye Laoxie stood with his hands in his hands, but he never knelt down.
At the same time, none of the eight will kneel!
It's all terrifying powerhouses!
The yellow-clothed figure stood on top of the emperor's edict, his right hand behind his waist, and his left hand pointed to the red-sleeved Zhaoxue.
With just one finger, Tianwei shrouded down, converging a little on the red-sleeved Zhaoxue.
The red-sleeved Zhaoxue was like being hit hard, spitting blood from her mouth and kneeling on one knee with a bronze sword.
What the hell is this oracle!
Even though the red-sleeved Zhaoxue has injuries in his body and his life is short, he is the top of the Ninety-Five after all!
In the end, he couldn't resist the emperor's figure.
Zhang Fengxin knelt on the ground and said in shock: "Emperor Song's edict! ”
There are less than ten kinds of imperial oracles handed down in the world, and behind each of them is a glorious dynasty!
These dynasties built our Chinese civilization!
The five imperial oracles of the Qin Emperor, the Han Emperor, the Tang Emperor, the Song Emperor, and the Ming Emperor are all imperial oracles stamped with the Nine Dragons Jade Seal, which have extremely terrifying power.
These are all those ancestors back then, who used the gathering of national fortunes as the pen and left the emperor's edict to protect future generations.
It is also to protect my Han family, prosperous and prosperous!
The things left by these ancestors are one less with one.
The corners of the lips of the red-sleeved Zhaoxue were bleeding, she got up slowly, held the bronze sword, and said calmly: "The imperial edicts left by the past dynasties are indeed worthy of their reputations, and the people who wrote the emperor's edicts are all my Chinese ancestors, standing with the human body and the sky, and the human power and the heavenly power are on par, but unfortunately, since the Ming Emperor, there is no martial arts emperor!" ”
"Bei'er can in the future, he is the last martial arts emperor at the end of my Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts!"
Ye Laoxi's eyes burst into light.