Mu Chen gently pulled out the anti-scale sword, and Han Yu's corpse also fell limply on the throne that many people dreamed of like a puddle of mud.

"It's a good sword!" Mu Chen looked at the tip of the sword that was not stained with the slightest blood, and couldn't help but praise loudly.

From this, the key to open the Seven Nights of Canglong and the box of one of them are in hand.

At the moment when Mu Chen held the hilt of the sword, what he didn't know was that the world around him had been eclipsed, and everything around him seemed to be like the black and white TV.

"Heaven and earth are discolored, Taoist sect? Xiaomeng?! Mu Chen looked around vigilantly, and couldn't help blurting out, but immediately shook his head again, Xiaomeng is estimated not to have been born yet, how could it be him.

It is estimated that it can only be the old immortal of the Taoists, but the Taoists have always had no quarrel with the world, so why are they in this Han Palace?

"Click..."

The subtle sound came from behind itself, and a sense of danger surged into his heart, and he instinctively dodged sideways, and a blood-stained blade swept past Mu Chen with a strong wind-breaking sound, and finally stabbed into the wall on the side.

"Who!" Mu Chen snorted, his sharp eyes looked at the place where the long sword flew from, but found a figure, standing there at some point.

"Put the sword down, it doesn't belong to you." The figure spoke, and gradually walked towards Mu Chen, ethereal, and slightly deep voice, with a different sense of disobedience.

"The sword spirit of the Reverse Scale Sword? No, the sword spirit in the original book can't speak at all, who are you?! Mu Chen held the long sword and suddenly pointed at the figure, quite a bit of the momentum of a sword master.

Although he doesn't know swordsmanship, he definitely can't lose in momentum.

Ding Dong to detect fluctuations in the will of the bit.

Searching.

Waiting for Ing.....

After testing, this person is the embodiment of the will of the original plane, to prevent the host from destroying the plot, and to try to get the plot back on track.

Plane Conquest: 40%.

Dimensional Consciousness Resistance: 70%.

Danger level: S.

The subtitles swept through Mu Chen's mind, and Mu Chen couldn't help but secretly speak, this is the rhythm that allowed him to conquer the entire plane?

Abuses!

"What the hell is the Conquest Plane?! Didn't you say that you just need to complete the task? Mu Chen asked suspiciously.

"Ding Dong, after the host successfully conquers the plane, he can shuttle through the plane at any time, without any detection by the Heavenly Dao, and when the degree of plane conquest reaches 100%, he will be provided with a chance to draw a plane lottery, and he can get one of the treasures of the protagonist in the random plane." The sound of the system sounded.

"How can there be such a good thing?" Mu Chen's eyes were cold in an instant, if he got Thanos's gloves, then he would be an invincible existence in the heavens and all worlds!

The plane lottery,Plus the random lottery to complete the task,Add up to a total of two chances.,Get two random plane protagonist treasures.,It's tempting to think about it.。

"Ahem, I'm sorry, for my own sake, you're a face consciousness, let's go while cooling!" Mu Chen couldn't help but sneer.

When the figure saw Mu Chen say this, he no longer hesitated, and swept towards Mu Chen, with a strong wind-breaking sound and murderous aura, which made people's hearts tremble.

This powerful attack momentum, I'm afraid even the first swordsman of Great Qin, Gai Nie, can't compare to it! A strong sense of crisis rose in Mu Chen's mind.

The feeling in his mind told Mu Chen that if he didn't run again, he would most likely be stabbed to death with a sword, which was a fear of death, a desire for survival, and a feeling that instinctively generated.

But now that he has unlocked 10% of Rena's ability, he is not afraid of these bells and whistles at all.

"No matter how fast your sword is, is it fast with my solar flare!" Mu Chen sneered, and a ball of light quickly condensed in his hand, "Solar flare!" ”

With a cold drink, a deafening explosion resounded throughout the Han Palace.

The soldiers of the Qin State stationed outside rushed one after another, and found that the palace was in a mess, and there was a big pit emitting black smoke, and everyone looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to do.

Finally, there was a Qin soldier who looked like a captain, and he stepped forward bravely, looked at Mu Chen, who was staring at the giant pit with a pensive face, and asked, "Lord Sun God, what are you .....?"

"It's nothing, I just saw a mouse and killed it." Mu Chen smiled and replied.

"Fight the old... Mouse?! "Everyone's foreheads couldn't help but have a black line, big brother, you hit a mouse, as for blowing up half of the Han Palace, like this.....

...........

The night fire is blazing, and the sky is full of smoke and dust.

Due to the unique design of the Han Palace, the fire raging in the city did not spread to the Han Palace.

Walking out of the gloomy palace, Mu Chen stood on the white jade platform, and a group of Qin troops gathered here.

In the midst of the war, the palace of the Han Dynasty, which was strictly disciplined on weekdays, also became a mess, and those high-value silk satins and marigold bronze statues were scattered all over the place, and no one cared about them.

The palace maids and concubines, like frightened birds, wanted to fly out of the narrow cage, but all the roads in and out of the palace of the king of Han were controlled by the Qin soldiers, and they could not advance or retreat, and finally they were all driven to the square in front of the palace.

The sound of crying faintly came from the women who were waiting to complain below, Mu Chen took a cursory look, the temples were tilted, the makeup was blurry, and the clothes were messy, among which there were many stunning women.

After Han Wang'an was killed by his son, the harem almost changed a group of people, and Han Wang'an's daughter, Princess Honglian, was also brought into the quicksand organization by Wei Zhuang, so she was not seen.

Those concubines are also aggrieved, some of them have only been in the palace for less than a month, not only Han Yu is dead, but even Han Yu is dead, where can I reason?

Those women felt Mu Chen's gaze, and the concubines and palace maids who were still crying a moment ago held back the grief in their hearts and didn't dare to make a sound.

At this moment, Mu Chen's heart had 10,000 grass and mud horses running by, Nima! Is my brother so scary!

At this time, Zhang Han stepped forward, glanced at the crying women with pear blossoms and rain, and whispered in Mu Chen's ear: "These women, how do you want to place them?" ”

"Bring it back to Xianyang, Korea is gone, they are also one of the royal families no matter what, and staying in Korea will only breed rebellion." Mu Chen tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhang Han.

"Subordinates obey." Zhang Han nodded, and at the same time secretly admired Mu Chen in his heart, he could still maintain the demeanor of a big man in this situation, and he was really a god.

But how did he know that Mu Chen, who was calm on the surface, was now remorseful to death, and he wished that he would get the Six-Flavor Dihuang Pill of the Creation God immediately, and then fight him for three hundred rounds....