Chapter 865: The Sky is Dead, the Yellow Sky Should Stand!
cleaned up the Jinling Zhen family, and what are the remnants of the local wealthy families such as the Eight Great Families.
The furnace, which symbolizes death, flew all the way to the Great Qianhuang City.
The thunder continues, but the bird poop is gone, and occasionally a little bit is hidden in the thunder and is not discovered.
Thunder instead baptized the filth on the surface of the gossip furnace, making Yang Jian's broken thoughts a lot less.
Tang Luo felt that this guy was a bit inclined to become an aunt.
took out a small notebook and wrote: Yang Jian, who has a considerable degree of cleanliness, when he is not satisfied with the cleanliness of the environment, he will continue to break his thoughts and become Aunt Yang.
This is something that Tang Luo didn't know before, and now write it down and use it later.
In the future, I will write a book "My Yang Jian is not weaker than others in my life", and it is estimated that it will also sell well - well, I hope that not many fans of Yang Jian in the mountain and sea world will die.
In addition, when Yang Jian's injury heals and is freshly baked, it is estimated that he will be able to gain a large number of fans.
People, or look at the face.
The gossip furnace flew into the imperial city, and did not go to the palace for the first time, but descended on the Jia family.
directly killed Jia Baoyu.
This guy is considered to be the one who is greatly affected by the will of the Fortune Reaper, and he will change into the shape of the Luck Reaper at any time, Tang Luo will definitely not be merciful.
After killing Jia Baoyu, Tang Luo and the others didn't care about Jia Mu and the others, who had a passive seizure, and went to the palace.
In the Jinluan Palace, Emperor Kaiyuan wore a gorgeous and solemn imperial robe that he usually wears during the ceremony, and the supreme grandmaster Mei Qingsheng stood beside him, and about half of the hundreds of civil and military officials were standing, willing to live and die with the royal family.
At this point, it is far beyond Da Ding and Da Yin.
The scene was solemn as if it were a farewell ceremony, no, it should be holding his own funeral.
After a while, there was a thunderclap, and the furnace, which symbolized death, descended, and there was still thunder surging on the surface, which gradually dissipated.
Apparently just hit a thunderbolt.
It's a pity that the current thunder has no effect on Jia Rong in the stove.
It's like the last symbolic rebellion of God.
On the contrary, it seems quite bleak, as if some lonely Sehoon family is trying to even sell it to keep the lintel from falling.
Well, the previous Jia family actually had such a little taste, and then with the birth of Jia Rong, it entered a completely unpredictable road.
"It's all here, well, a little less, a few more, but that's okay."
The gossip furnace fell in the center of the Jinluan Palace, and Tang Luo's voice passed through the furnace, and some echoes overlapped.
"I have reigned for twenty years...... Emperor Kaiyuan slowly stood up and spoke loudly.
At the same time, Mei Qingsheng walked in front of the gossip furnace: "Xuanzun, dare to fight?" ”
"Huh." Tang Luo just chuckled, and the glazed flame emerged from the gossip furnace and spread out, igniting everyone in the Jinluan Palace, including Mei Qingsheng and Emperor Kaiyuan.
Since he came, Tang Luo would not deliberately let it go.
Without the impetus from the court, how could the powerful families in Daqian's local areas gather a large army to attack so easily?
The silence of the Great Qian's court is just a fig leaf.
If the strength of the two sides is equal, they can naturally play a role, everyone looks at each other and smiles, and after some transactions, it is as if nothing happened.
But now the strength is unequal, and the fig leaf is used to tear off.
The Golden Luang Hall was also lit up, and a moment later, the raging flames that would not be extinguished began to sweep through the palace.
Mei Qingsheng's clenched fist was put down again, and he sighed, in the end, Jia Rong was injured, so she could only stay in the furnace and survive, who came out with the news of the final revenge?
Are other people's methods still as good as bottomless ancient wells?
Mei Qingsheng could feel that as his life passed, he became very powerful, and even when he went further from the Great Grandmaster, he was not as powerful as he is now.
In that moment, Mei Qingsheng felt invincible.
But he soon came to his senses, invincible fart! This illusion was given to him by Jia Rong at all.
Although he stayed in the stove and was most likely injured, the other party was definitely not struggling.
The Heavenly Demon is going against the sky, and it is beyond the power of man to stop it.
But will it come again? Even if it comes again, will it be the same as last time, and will it be broken up by several people.
Thinking wildly, Mei Qingsheng closed his eyes, and at the moment when he was about to close, he saw a figure landing, rushing into the burning Jinluan Palace, and taking the initiative to attack the Bagua Furnace.
"Dang!"
With a loud bang, the violent energy generated by the impact of the Bagua Furnace and the palm of his hand surged in all directions, not letting the flames go out, but completely collapsing and falling the already crumbling Jinluan Palace.
sent Mei Qingsheng and others on their last journey.
"Mother-of-the-, it's the scourge of Xianyun!" Before dying, Mei Qingsheng scolded the comer in his heart.
The Great Cadres will send troops to the first city in the world, and the people of Xianyun Dao will contribute the most.
This original grandmaster, under the favor of the Heavenly Dao, has greatly increased his strength at the same time, and at the same time, he has also become special.
Anyway, Mei Qingsheng has met him, and he doesn't dare to guarantee that he will be able to defeat this person.
After hundreds of thousands of troops destroyed the first city in the world, the people of Xianyun Dao, as the only survivors, passed on the news.
By the way, it was said that Jia Rong was seriously injured and hid in the furnace to survive, this is the guy!
If Mei Qingsheng hadn't died, he would definitely get up and spit on the people of Xianyun Dao.
The Xianyun Dao people appeared inexplicably, and the flowing cloud palm bombarded the gossip furnace.
The Bagua Furnace did not move at all, and the force of the shock caused him to fly upside down, but he was not injured.
Not only that, but the injuries left in the eyes left in the attack on the first city in the world have also healed, and the strength has gone further.
You can beat Mei Qingsheng and shatter his wish before he died.
Needless to say, the Xianyun Dao people are still Xianyun Dao people on the surface, but they are actually completely in the shape of a luck reaper.
He suddenly appeared here, and even the Xianyun Dao people themselves didn't realize that it was driven by another will in his body.
If one blow fails, the people of Xianyun Dao immediately fled thousands of miles away.
The speed is extremely fast, just like the arrows shot by a sharpshooter of Huang Zhong's level.
"Where is this taking us?"
"Would you like to enter the urn? The Luck Reaper really didn't simply hide, what else could he see. ”
Tang Luo and the others caught up with the Xianyun Dao people, and the gossip furnace fell directly on Ao Yulie.
With Ao Yulie's speed, let the Xianyun Dao people fly three hundred years first, and they can easily catch up.
Soon, Tang Luo and the others fell to the vicinity of a high mountain.
This mountain is actually not particularly high, there are many mountains higher than it in Daqian, but this area, it is the highest, and it is also the closest to the imperial city.
Therefore, it is the place where the festival is enshrined, not called Mount Tai, but called Tianwang Mountain.
I don't know who gave it the name.
At this time, on the top of Tianwang Mountain, in the bitter wind, there was an old man's wide robe fluttering in the wind.
Holding a flag high with a "yellow" character on it.
"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"
Yellow Turban remnants, Digong General Zhang Bao!