The woman did not answer the question, and an angry roar came from the direction of the imperial city:

"What's going on out there?"

There are already people who feel that things are not good and want to ask about the situation.

When the woman heard the voice, her body shook, and her eyes withdrew from the many corpses and fell on Leng Qiu.

"You're so terrifying? How can you let the Jade-Faced God run away? It turns out that it's to kill them all? I won't say it! The Eighth-Order Sect can't bear your revenge at all!"

Blood continued to spill from the woman's mouth, and she felt a deep despair.

Twenty-three people, even if they are fourfold and fifth-fold in the Eight Palace Realm, they will not be wiped out in one move.

Cold autumn, too powerful.

Moreover, his divine fire is extremely weird, it is only a mass of gray, and there is no other color.

Never seen before.

"Don't say it, then why are you still alive? Die yourself, or will I send you to die?"

Leng Qiu asked coldly with a thick murderous intent on his face.

"Today, even if your master is here, East Britain can't let a woman be the emperor!"

An angry roar came from the imperial city and reached Leng Qiu's ears.

Instantly, I felt that some people's thoughts were really stubborn.

What happened to the woman?

When you are an emperor, isn't you also a slave?

Wouldn't it be nice to have someone do the work instead?

The gaze falls on the woman and sees how she does it.

"I ......"

The woman never thought that Leng Qiu would be so simple and give her two ways to die!

There are no superfluous questions!

"Forget it, you die!"

Leng Qiu looked at her ink, said a faint word, turned around and left, and the Ancient Devouring Sutra fell on her in an instant.

"I'll kill ......"

When the woman saw Leng Qiu's back to her, she thought she had a chance.

As soon as he raised his weapon, he saw that his hands had turned into dried corpses, and his body lost strength and fell into a thirty-meter pit.

Leng Qiuli ignored her, and with a swoop of his body, he flew into the imperial city in an instant, floating above the Temple of Heaven.

"Fan Saihua, to break the sky, today's throne can't be given to you!"

When Leng Qiu arrived, he saw a prince in a python robe, standing in front of the hundred officials, pointing to Fan Saihua on the Temple of Heaven and scolding him sharply.

It seems that Fan Saihua's crime is extremely heinous and cannot be tolerated in the world.

"Yes, I can't give it to you! You defeated them, but there are so many princes, it is not your turn to sit on the throne!"

"The emperor's throne, how can it be given to a woman, it's ridiculous!"

"No, I want to find my father's theory, the military power of Tiance Mansion needs to be in the hands of men in order to fight the country!"

A prince, more than fifty years old, facing an eighteen-year-old little sister, the exit is not inferior.

Most of the old princes, even uncles and grandfathers, are extremely harsh on her.

There is no family affection at all, so I almost do it.

"Shut up for me! Who would dare to break the rules set by my father? The forbidden land has already recognized my throne, what are you?"

Fan Saihua was covered with frost, wearing a phoenix robe, pointing at everyone, and drinking coldly!

"Today, destroy my enthronement ceremony, do not recognize the new emperor, and be punished for treason, all of them will be dragged out of the noon gate and beheaded!"

"Come on, drag it down!"

She had already seen the cold autumn in the sky and knew it was time to put an end to it, so she ordered coldly.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed around, surrounding the princes who had just shouted.

Leng Qiu sat on the overpass, looking at the entire earth, countless attribute light balls, all absorbed into his body.

Suddenly, a rain of light formed in the sky, gathering from all directions of the capital, extremely dazzling.

At least 10,000 of them were in the Five Gods Realm, an instant increase in strength by two million.

There are only ten people in the Eight Palace Realm, most of them are one heavy, and they are all princes and old people in the forbidden land of the palace who are distributed all over the place.

Relatively weak, but much stronger than ordinary families, it is no wonder that it has become a royal family.

It is even comparable to the Nine-Rank Sect.

The Tianqiao Realm is close to 100,000 people, and it has also increased by one million strength.

The miscellaneous strength of more than three million made Leng Qiu rush to 30 million, and a gray value appeared behind it.

I have to admit that only a grand scene and the gathering of strong people from all over the country can increase so many attribute points.

With too much power added in an instant, Leng Qiu felt that he couldn't control his body again, and he was about to stagger.

His eyes fell on many princes, and when there were strong reinforcements outside, how could he be willing to be bound?

The palm of the palace prince was opened, and a palm wind restrained all the masters of the Tiance Mansion from moving forward, and said loudly:

"Stop, Fan Saihua, it's not because you have Leng Qiu as the master when you sit in the position of the Empress of Eastern England! Today, there are twenty-three powerhouses of the Eight Palace Realm outside. Come for him, you call him out, see if you dare?"

When the voice fell, the panicked civil and military officials and officials at the scene were all shocked.

Yesterday, I thought of today's enthronement ceremony, and I was absolutely uneasy, and sure enough, something went wrong.

They all stood up and hid in a distant corner to avoid being affected by the battle.

"Yes, you told Leng Qiu to stand up, we are going to kill him today!"

"A mere disciple of the Qingyun Sect, what is it, if you dare to stand on the head of Luofeng Ridge, you will definitely die!"

"This day, after all, is the heaven of the Fan family, how can a woman be the emperor. Tell Leng Qiu to come out and see how he dies!"

Forty princes, each preparing for battle, shouted and shouted, just like the people in the vegetable market.

Only the six princes at the border stood silently next to the many ministers, solemnly watching.

"Today, I, Fan Saihua, want to be in charge of East Britain and be the empress!

Fan Saihua, who was standing at the highest point, had a royal bearing blooming on her body, her pretty face was full of anger, and she scolded coldly.

Suddenly, there was silence between heaven and earth, and the entire imperial city was silent.

She, on the first day of her ascension to the throne, is going to take many princes!

Those are all her relatives, is it to carry out the iron-blooded policy?

If it is really killed, there will be no opposition in the entire court!

The troublesome prince, his heart beating wildly, seemed to foresee the scene of his own inability to protect himself and his head rolling.

"Look, who's in the sky!"

In the silence, someone pointed to the sky and yelled.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone around the entire Temple of Heaven instantly focused on Leng Qiu in the sky.

"Cold Autumn!"

Exclamations, with boundless fear, rushed from their throats to the sky.

For a day and night, cold autumn has almost become a taboo in the imperial city of East Britain, and it is carefully mentioned.

He killed the patrol envoy of Luofengling, killed the envoy, killed the town guard, and killed the killer of purgatory, forcing the emperor to abdicate.

All of them are shocking events that scare people's courage.

It is tantamount to overturning the heavens of East Britain and smashing all the old systems.

At this moment, he sat leisurely on the lotus leaf flyover, watching the farce on the scene, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Leng Qiu said calmly:

"Xiao Jiu, you really disappointed me, just garbage, kill it, ink what!"