The deep fog boiled like boiling water, and then faded away, and a second world emerged.

"Hundred schools of thought ...... all the sons"

A name that made Lin Bai a little nostalgic appeared and echoed in his mind.

The vast land of Shenzhou, the era when the seven kingdoms were divided and lasted for thousands of years, those years full of legends, under the ruthless iron hooves, turned into ruins.

Hundreds of schools, swords and swords, how many heroes, but they can't escape the shadow shrouded in the sky.

The first emperor, Ying Zheng, he suppressed an era and created a new world.

Lin Bai pondered for a moment, the force value of this world is not high, but even if it is a mere Resident Evil, under the final resistance of the world consciousness, a pseudo-gold powerhouse has been created, and it is not advisable to have a hard bar on the front.

What's more, unlike Resident Evil, the vast territory and population are the resources that Lin Bai needs.

Whether it is Red Lotus or Luo Yin, they are not the choice of generals, and the wisdom of this era has run through the thousand-year-old civilization of this land.

His fingertips tapped a few times in the void, and he gradually had an idea in his heart.

He set his sights on the nebula that represented the world.

A huge crack suddenly broke in front of him, and a ray of light instantly shone on Lin Bai's body.

The next moment, as if a feather was soaring, Lin Bai's body turned into a ray of brilliance, surging towards the crack in the sky.

……

In the long night sky, the stars are brightly dotted on the sky, and suddenly, there is a bright rise, like the sun of the world, in the middle of the sky, covering the light of the stars and the moon, turning the night into day.

This vision attracted the attention of countless people.

Under this sky, I don't know how many talented people stare at the sky, but they don't know why.

Ying Zheng has been in power for many years, and he must bow down in person, although it is late at night, he is still lying on the case.

But he was also alarmed by the movement of the outside world.

"What happened?" He put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and the majestic voice resounded in the empty hall.

"Your Majesty, there is something different in the sky." A waiter hurriedly knelt down and returned to the court.

There is no need for him to say it, Yingzheng has already found out.

He slowly walked out of the main hall and stood in front of the hall, looking up at the heavens.

The light was dazzling, but it was not dazzling, but soft and holy.

Suddenly.

The light converged to the center, condensed into a little starlight, and the light fell.

Countless eyes followed it.

In an instant, it disappeared from people's eyes.

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and a little starlight enlarged in his pupils, almost instantly, across the distance between heaven and earth.

Swish!

No one has had time to react yet.

Endless light and dust fell with a bang, and for a while, the entire palace was submerged in rich stardust and dust, as beautiful as a dream.

A golden orb the size of a fist hovered above the ground.

In front of Ying Zheng.

"Protect Your Majesty!" The voice was slightly shrill with emotion.

The guards in the dark came in an instant, protecting Yingzheng tightly.

Since ancient times, the legend of the fairy god has been widely spread, attracting countless people to chase after it, but no one has ever seen it.

The king of Qin reigned in the world, unified the eight wildernesses and six combinations, and drove foreign races to the north, what a glorious hegemony.

But in the face of life and death, he is no different from ordinary people.

Regardless of your emperor and nobles, you are a genius in the world, a hundred years later, but a pinch of loess.

Immortality is the instinctive desire of intelligent life, but I have never heard of anyone who can get it, and even it is difficult to find miracles without a trace of immortals in the world.

According to legend, Peng Zu's 800th birthday, just like a legend, has been sung by people for eternity.

Falling from the sky and suspended on the ground without being stained with dust, anyone can guess its extraordinary.

Some people looked eagerly at the artifact, but Yingzheng was present, and no one dared to move it because of his years of accumulation.

The light and dust gradually dissipated, and countless palace people who didn't know the reason wiped their eyes a little dazedly, thinking that they had hallucinated.

"Your Majesty, it's better to let the waiter fetch the treasure first."

I don't know the details yet, as a loyal courtier, I put forward the most pertinent suggestions.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he stared at the mysterious golden bead for a long time, but raised his hand without moving.

In the corner of the darkness, a dark shadow appeared, slowly walking towards the beads.

No one was surprised, as a close minister, everyone knew about the existence of the secret guard, but no one spoke, and in the deep palace, the people who couldn't control their eyes and mouths turned into a pile of dry bones.

A pair of hands slowly grasped the golden orb, but he couldn't move an inch outside the orb.

The internal force condensed in his palm and pressed towards the orb fiercely.

Swish!

A ray of light swept down, hit the dark guard, instantly repelled his body, flew out upside down, and smashed against the palace wall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This scene was shocking, Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and took a deep look at the golden orb.

"I should take a god-given artifact."

The dignity of the emperor and the temptation of the gods overrode the vigilance in his heart.

He didn't hesitate any longer and walked towards the orb.

"Your Majesty!"

The guard shouted worriedly, but was greeted by Yingzheng's majestic gaze.

For the king, why should he act with the instrument of his hand?

Ying Zheng continued to walk, and his ears gradually became silent, and the sound of the world faded away.

My mind was suddenly in a trance, but I saw that the scenery around me suddenly changed.

Turning into clouds and mist, the sky was pure white, without stars and moons, he looked behind him, the waiters and soldiers, the high walls and deep palaces were all gone.

He stood in the clouds and looked ahead, and there was an endless temple of luxury.

The ground is paved with white jade, the bricks are made of gold, surrounded by clouds, and the palace is towering into the clouds.

The scene in front of him made Yingzheng's heart flutter, and he looked up at all these incredible scenes and wanted to move forward.

But no matter what, they can't get out of place.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the void in front of him, and the ethereal clouds and qi converged, slowly condensing into five big characters.

"Qin, the second died."

Ying Zheng's body trembled, and his pupils instantly contracted.

I just wanted to speak, but I saw the world turn into a streamer and fade in an instant.

The golden beads slowly fell into his hands.

His hands tightened, and he came back to his senses, and his gaze instantly became cold to the extreme.

"Do not tell the things of today."

As soon as the words fell, the killing machine suddenly rose, and one after another figures swept out of the darkness.

The palace man who picked up the lamp fell silently, and was quietly replaced by the black-clothed secret guard, and in a few breaths, the sword light and sword shadow had silently stained the air with blood.

Yingzheng was unmoved, as if he had not heard of it, held the orb in his hand, and hung down his sleeves to hide its brilliance.

Slowly approached the deep palace.

The brows were tightly furrowed, and Qin, the second died.

These words echoed in his heart.

High in the sky, Lin Bai retracted his gaze, and a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth.