King Wutong leaned weakly on the dragon chair, from the beginning to the present, he knew that the dragon chair was not easy to sit on.

When he was still a free prince, he never thought of becoming an emperor.

When he was a child, his father told him that he wanted to sit on the throne.

Although he is small, he understands that the throne is not suitable for him, and his ability to resist pressure is too poor.

It's easy to have a nervous breakdown.

Therefore, when the imperial brother became the emperor, he raised his hands in agreement, because he had a good relationship with the imperial brother, and he could also be more comfortable as a free prince.

Now.

The royal brother put such a burden on him.

He just felt so tired, really tired.

In the face of the coercion of the alliance, he really didn't know what to do.

I always feel that I can collapse at any time, those anger is real, I can't hide it, maybe I can only use anger to vent my inner dissatisfaction.

He became the new emperor of the imperial court, and the alliance would not do anything to the imperial court.

Oppression is oppression.

But for the time being, it will not destroy the imperial court, after all, he is a rebel, whether he is true or not, externally, you are really a rebel.

But if his nephew had been allowed to inherit the throne, he would have died tragically at the hands of the Alliance.

Night.

King Wutong came to the stone chamber, and when he stepped into it, he knew that there was no turning back.

He needs strength, he needs strength to solve everything in front of him.

Standing at the entrance to the stone chamber, looking into the dark distance, there seemed to be a demon's face smiling.

"This king knows that you can speak, and this king needs strength, absolute power. ”

"There will be no pie in the sky, just ask for anything. ”

King Wutong roared, the voice reverberated in the stone room, he hesitated, but quickly threw the hesitation away, since he came, he knew that he could not turn back.

To turn back is to lose, and there is no room for resistance in the face of the alliance.

"You're back?"

It wasn't long before a voice came from inside the sarcophagus.

King Wutong frowned, as if he had been slapped in the face, and the blow was a little heavy, just like a snap, and he was slapped left and right.

was really said by the other party, and he came back again.

"Don't be confused and confused, the evil god - Masaki Xinfeng, knows you better than yourself, your heart tells me what you need, but you don't want to believe it. ”

"Come here, take me out, and let me feel your heart. ”

The voice of the evil god seemed to be full of temptation, slowly inducing the King of Sycamore.

King Wutong's face was expressionless, he knew what he needed, and now the evil god in front of him was his only hope.

He knew that this was a deal with the evil gods, and that it would never be recovered, but even if it cost him a lot, he would do it.

Open the sarcophagus and remove the statue of the evil god, which is only arm-length.

"I feel it, there is evil hidden in your heart, and sure enough, only evil people will come here, and what you think is justice is just your disguise. "The voice of the evil god seemed to come from the netherworld.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, you just need to tell this king, what do you want?" said the King of Sycamore coldly, he didn't want to have too much communication with the evil god.

The evil god laughed: "Didn't you already say it last time?The blood of ten young children, now you can do it, as long as you complete my request, I will give you what you want." ”

King Wutong struggled, hesitated, and then left without looking back: "Wait for me." ”

It didn't take long.

The King of Sycamore came with ten young children.

"Father, where is this place?"

"Father, I'm so tired, I want to go to sleep. ”

King Wutong looked struggling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said softly: "As children of the royal family, you have an innate responsibility, the royal family needs you, and you should also learn to give." ”

He didn't understand what he said, so he felt that his father was so weird, how could he say this.

"It's so fast, it seems that when you need strength, anyone can be decisive and efficient, and you are such a person. The evil god smiled, although the evil god is just a statue now, but the feeling to King Wutong is that in this dark stone room, the eyes of the evil god are full.

King Wutong looked at the Evil God Statue: "I hope you can keep your promise." ”

The evil god said: "Don't worry, this evil god has always kept his promises. ”

The King of Sycamore gritted his teeth, the hand holding the long sword trembled, hesitated, and finally closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that King Sycamore's eyes flashed with determination and coldness.

Raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed it violently.

"Children, my father can't help you, if you want to blame it, blame your father. ”

Poof!

A sword pierced his chest and he fell to the ground, blood running down his face.

"Father, don't kill me. ”

"Father's ......"

Poof!

Poof!

The stone chamber was quiet, except for the wheezing of King Sycamore and the blood that had slipped from his sword.

King Wutong's eyes were bloodshot, tears flowed down his face, and he raised his head violently: "Evil God, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." ”

The evil god did not speak, and after a long time, the voice of the evil god came faintly.

"Ruthless, it's really ruthless, this evil god just needs blood, and he doesn't need life, you're really powerful, hahaha, I like it, this evil god likes your ruthlessness. ”

The evil god laughed, but to be honest, he was confused.

Although being an evil god is inhumane, if you don't agree with a word, you will directly hack your own group of sons to death, even if you are an evil god, you have to think about it.

Bang dang!

The long sword slipped from the Sycamore King's hand, and his eyes were about to split: "You play me." ”

The evil god said: "I didn't fool you, you made a mistake, this evil god never said that he wanted life from beginning to end, but he kept talking about blood." ”

"You ......" King Wutong clenched his fists, and the palm of his hand was pinched: "Okay, but now is the time for you to fulfill your promise." ”

The blood on the ground flowed onto the statue as if it had been pulled onto it.

Suddenly, the statue of the evil god emitted a strange red light.

"You want power, this evil god can't help you, but it can make you improve your strength as quickly as possible, feel it, and your future will begin to change. ”

In a flash.

A red light burst out from the statue of the evil god, like a galaxy, and instantly covered the King of Sycamore.

Yes!

King Wutong screamed heartbreakingly, as if his body was about to be torn apart.

Painful, really painful.

There was a buzzing of the heart, as if it had suddenly stopped beating.

The brain is in chaos.

Boom.

The King of Sycamore fell to the ground and lost consciousness completely.

"Hehehe......"

The evil god smiled, his smile gloomy and penetrating.

......

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty. ”

King Wutong only felt a headache, and his head seemed to be torn apart.

"The Emperor's ......"

King Wutong sat up violently, sweating and raining, soaking his clothes, and gasping for breath.

The people serving on the side, seeing His Majesty like this, immediately stepped forward: "Your Majesty......"

King Wutong stretched out his hand and motioned to the other party not to come, but suddenly, what frightened him was that his five fingers instantly turned into five black tentacles, stabbing into the other party's body.

Grunt!

Grunt!

In the blink of an eye, the eunuch disappeared from the eyes of King Wutong in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

"This ......"

King Wutong lowered his head and looked at his palm, his pupils constricted, as if he had seen a ghost, how could this be, what the hell happened, why did it become like this.

He remembered the Evil God Statue.

Fainted in the stone chamber, how could he be here.

Followed by.

He felt that there was an extra force in his body, which seemed to be a force from outside, but now it was fused with him and strengthened himself.

Now.

He thought of the words that the evil god told him, which could not give you absolute power, but could make you gain power quickly.

"Could it be that this method is to plunder the power of others?" the King of Sycamore fell into deep thought, feeling like he was sinking into some kind of abyss.

But he needs strength now.

Only when you are strong can you compete with the alliance and get rid of the control of the alliance.

But he thought that his ten emperors died at his hands.

He felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.

"Emperors, my father will not let you die in vain. ”

King Wutong's eyes flashed with ferocity, as if he had already decided something, since this was the case, then go on, use this ability to restore the imperial court, drive the alliance out, and suppress those top sects.

When everything was successful, he handed over the imperial court to his eldest nephew, and he was not ready to live.

Martial Arts Mountain is a hundred miles away.

A group of forces came together.

They were all fooled and called themselves the Martial Arts Alliance.

In fact, to put it bluntly, everyone wants to get the treasure of Wudao Mountain.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard said: "What kind of bullshit martial arts mountain, when the young master arrives there, use the method of slashing and slashing the horse, brush and brush, and cut him into several sections, don't rob me, otherwise I will turn my face with you." ”

"What are you arrogant about? Whoever you want to kill with this broken knife technique, but forget it, I won't argue with you, my request is very simple, if there is a woman in that martial arts mountain, it will belong to me, and none of you are allowed to rob it." ”

"I want that land. ”

"I want silver taels, nothing else. ”

"If there is really a heavy treasure, let's sell him, and divide the money equally, if anyone plays tricks, don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

There are a large number of people in the Martial Arts Alliance, and there are dozens of masters, and they have already divided things before they have reached Martial Dao Mountain, nor have they fought with Martial Dao Mountain.

As for the people who advertise that there are heavy treasures in Wudao Mountain, it doesn't matter whether they come or not, in their opinion, those are all lost dogs, and it is a shame to come.

Night.

A group of people finally came to the foot of Martial Arts Mountain.

Everyone looked at it and found that this martial arts mountain was not very good, and there was not even a disciple to watch the door.

Everyone looked at each other and saw the smile in their eyes.

With such a sect, what kind of sect can it be.

"Hey, you see, there's a pig there, and everyone is a little hungry, so it's better to eat a pig first, replenish some strength, and then go up to cut people." ”

"Well, that makes sense, who's going to get this pig?"

"I'm here, I'm very familiar with it, I can see at a glance that the pig is a boar, as long as I learn the sow's emotional cry, it will definitely attract him to me. ”

A rugged man walked out, then put his hands to his lips.

"Hehe......"

PS: Tomorrow I will go to Shanghai, travel abroad with Yuewen, for me, that is, change the location of the code word to a foreign country, get used to using a computer, and when the time comes, I will go abroad to find an Internet café.

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