It was a crimson line, drawn in the air with his fist, and at the same time as the silver dust punched, the sea of fire on the ground set off huge waves of red dust, the red sky flashed with bloody thunder, the wind had turned into a scorching shock wave, and the time and space itself collapsed into a ghost prison of the scorching sun in the karmic flames.

It was a Red Lotus desperate situation that couldn't be compared to the Burning Sun Ghost Prison.

Flames wrapped around the silver fist, colliding with the fireball. The secret method of sacrificing the ghosts and gods has finally ushered in the counterattack of the inheritance of the ghosts and gods. When the silver knuckles collided with the crimson sacrificial fire, the flame with endless evil power shattered like a bubble, completely turning into a red and brilliant aura, spreading and disappearing without even the slightest incineration and explosion, as if God knew that the blow of his life was just an innocuous little joke.

The silver-colored pupils shrank sharply, and Silver Dust realized that he had made a mistake in judgment, he originally thought that all the secret methods of sacrifice of the ghosts and gods could not pose a threat to the final mastery of the ghosts and gods themselves, because the sacrifice was just borrowing the power of the ghosts and gods, and the Demon Crying Slash Fist was directly equal to the ghosts and gods themselves, and it was not comparable in terms of the degree of use of the power of the ghosts and gods. Therefore, using the ghost god's punch to bombard the ghost god's sacrificial secret method, the final result is that even if both explode at the same time, the silver dust can gain an advantage, at least it will not be sent too far away by the shock wave.

He was right, the Demon Crying Slash Fist could indeed suppress all the sacrificial secret methods, just like the power origin suppression branch, but his trajectory was wrong, that is, the ghosts and gods left something like a back door in all the sacrificial secret methods.

When the sacrificial secret method encounters the true inheritance of the ghosts and gods, all the power automatically dissipates, that is, the moment Silver Dust unleashes the Demon Cry Slash Fist, he is in a state of immunity to all the sacrificial secret methods.

His fist directly smashed the sacrificial fire into a circle of flashes, and that earth-shattering punch could not be taken back at all!

It was the Demon Crying Slash Fist, not any swordsmanship in the Qingfeng Duel, not Feng Lieshan's marksmanship, not Wei Wuliang's claw technique, not Yun Wuyue's dart, once that kind of mystery was issued, Yinchen himself could not undo it at all.

It was a groundbreaking punch.

It was the punch that ended everything.

It was on the basis of the supreme inheritance of ghosts and gods, combined with the will of Chi You and Yinchen, and the final battle of the secret mysteries, the power of that punch had surpassed the former Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, and it had completely and completely surpassed the limits of the functions of all fist gods in this world.

In that punch, there was divine will, and there were also heavenly rules, and the terrifying coercion as if heaven and earth collided was the best proof.

What killing, what Liulan, at this moment completely disappeared, in the sky and on the ground, among the eight desolations and six combinations, there is only this punch.

And the speed of this punch is far faster than the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, after all, this is the Demon Cry Slash Fist that pursues strength and speed.

The power of this punch is completely equal to that of the Immovable Body, and unless there are special circumstances, this force is enough to kill anyone.

Yinchen shattered the fireball with a punch, but he couldn't stop it at all, and he didn't even react at all, his whole body was driven by instinct, and he was pulled by his right hand, completely knocking out this punch.

The silver-colored fist wrapped around the flames, and in the extremely short moment that neither Silver Dust nor Tianzhi reacted, it hit Tianzhi's forehead.

At that moment, there was a dull sound of a hammer hitting a steel plate, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The next second exploded in a vacuum, the boundless Hellfire.

......

Silver dust landed lightly, and the squat mitigated the impact.

His right hand had hammered a shallow pit in the ground that had long since turned into dry sand, and a cloud of smoke came out, and it was clear that the heat on his right hand had not yet dissipated.

He stood up and walked forward in the storm blowing from behind, thanks to the Chiyou inheritance guarding him, otherwise he would have been blown down the hill.

"Can't turn back!" said to Silverdust, walking forward alone, all the trees in his vision were broken into stakes by the invisible lateral thrust in the air, including the tree he was tethering to the red horse, his horse was blown away, and the animals of the Nian didn't know if they could survive the strange disaster that was breaking out behind them.

There is no turning back.

Silver Dust knew what was behind him, except for flames or flames, except for explosions that were continuous explosions. The reflection of the stars on the golden chain mail just illuminated the fire that soared into the sky behind him, and the fire would never be extinguished, and it would never spread out of a radius of 100 meters, becoming an eternal hell.

His figure was under the reflection of the hundred-meter-high monstrous fire, slowly walking in the direction of the rising sun, his long silver hair in the dry and hot storm, and compared with the red flames behind him, he was as cold as a god of ice and snow. He walked down a steep slope filled with muddy water towards the Soul Refining Pass, with only fire behind him and not a single pursuer.

No matter how brave the pursuers are, they will break their courage in the face of the terrifying flames of extinction in heaven and earth.

At this time, the sun really rose, emitting a red glow, but it could only illuminate the sky that had been cold and rainy overnight into a miserable leaden gray. Half of the Silver Mage's face was illuminated, and the other half was still hidden in the shadows, and the golden chain mail reflected orange and yellow dots of light, like unbounded stars. The magician turned his head to look at the innocent sun, which revealed a small half, and sighed imperceptibly, he knew that the whole farce of Uncle Zhao Guang and his team had come to an abrupt end when the sun rose.

"A person who colluded with the mountain bandits and wanted to be the emperor and wanted to go crazy only does not know how huge the power of the entire empire is, and how can the forces that can survive the attack of the northern kingdom for five years be shaken by his small team of tens of thousands of people? The empire only has hundreds of thousands of troops, and most of them are on the front line, which is true, but no matter how unbearable the empire is, it also has the potential to mobilize millions of reserve troops at a time, and how can he, a person who started by relying on mountain bandits and sects, deal with millions of people! Uncle Zhao Guang is not a magician. ”

Yinchen thought so, and planned to go back and tell Zhao Lingyun about the whole thing, and by the way, he gave him some lessons.

【Pershing Forbidden City, Pivotal Palace】

Early in the morning of the twenty-fifth day of the seventh month of the ninth year of the Showa era

When the Linghuang finished bathing and changing, changed into a black base, a golden dragon pattern "regular clothes", walked into the main hall from the Beihua Gate behind the main hall of the Shuyin Palace, and appeared in front of his younger brother and guard Zhao Guangyi with a gloomy and gray face, when he heard the call, Zhao Guangyi, who threw down the fishing rod and hurried over, had already knelt down below, just waiting for the exit of the sentence "Long live my emperor, long live, long live", but the Spirit Emperor did not give him this opportunity.

"Hurry up! I'll talk to you about serious things today!" the emperor's tone was anxious, but rather eager, as if he was in a hurry to see some star. When Zhao Guangyi heard his tone, he didn't feel the difference between the high monarchs and ministers that he always upheld on weekdays, as if he had gone back in time, returning to the clear and treacherous night of twenty years ago, when the first emperor was suddenly paralyzed, as if he had returned to eleven years ago, when the first emperor died peacefully, and actually ruled the empire for several years, and the prime minister of the dynasty, who had been the uncrowned emperor for several years, knelt in front of the two of them and drank the poisoned wine willingly. At that time, Zhao Guangyi and his brother Zhao Guangling were still a pair of real brothers.

Zhao Guangyi hadn't heard such a sincere and eager voice from the imperial brother for almost seven years.

"Yes. Zhao Guangyi swallowed back the "Long live my emperor, long live" that had been rehearsed many times in his mouth, and replaced it with a clean monosyllabic word. Then he stood up quickly, not seeing an irretrievable remembrance of ashes flash in the emperor's dark green eyes.

Zhao Guangyi stood up and looked directly at the emperor who was sitting high at the top, his dark blue eyes were full of real confusion, because he didn't understand why the emperor had gone out for a day to play in a good manner, why did he suddenly come back with a gloomy face and diarrhea?

What's more, Zhao Guangyi is no longer a prince now, he is the last prince who should live for a long time, and the emperor should discuss everything with his son, he basically doesn't care about it, and he is looking for himself......

Zhao Guangyi's eyes changed. Quickly lowered his eyes.

"You should know what this place is, right?" the Spirit Emperor didn't go straight to the point, but raised his hand and gestured to his surroundings.

"You know, where we conspire to do great things. Zhao Guangyi said, his palms were full of sweat, he remembered, this is the place where the talented prime minister fell, it is the place of great murder, today the emperor came to himself, did he want to kill himself?

What are you kidding! Even if he Zhao Guangyi is loyal to the royal family, the country, and the people, he will have a temper! The emperor wants to tear up the secret agreement between them back then, and play the trick of the rabbit and the dead dog, and he Zhao Guangyi is not a soft persimmon, so he really wants to be a thief who steals the country. Anyway, he was born in the royal family, and these years have not been in vain, how can he be killed by the palace change so easily?

"Yes, back then, you and I worked together to continue the peace of the world for twenty years!" Emperor Linghuang seemed to remember something and sighed with emotion: "The last eleven years of Jingren, and now the ninth year of Showa, in a blink of an eye, you and I are white-headed." ”

"You're the only one with a white head, big brother who is a house raider. Zhao Guangyi vomited frantically in her heart, but her thin lips were closed tightly, and she didn't make a sound at all.

"And now, it's time for you and me to work together to turn the tide. The Spirit Emperor's next words made Zhao Guangyi raise his eyes suddenly. At this time, he understood that the emperor had really encountered something terrible when he came to him, not that he was plotting with that Queen Linghua to kill him.

"Brother Huang, how do you say this?" Zhao Guangyi almost instantly changed back to the young man who was plotting with his brother to do something earth-shattering twenty years ago, and at that time, he didn't even know Ling Yue.

The Spirit Emperor, who was about to continue speaking, suddenly stopped talking, and glanced at Zhao Guangyi with great enjoyment, even a little reminiscence, there was no jealousy or hatred in his eyes, and even vigilance and suspicion were reduced to a minimum, only a thick envy, and a trace of lightning-like guilt: "You are still you, but I am no longer the same person I used to be, I have become a monster named [I]!" Zhao Guangling thought so, there was no way to say it, he knew that such a thought was actually his last edict before he died - "Zhao Guangyi of the country" 。

He didn't intend to really put this person in prison from the beginning, and this secret, he had to keep it until his deathbed, just to prevent Zhao Guangyi from being spoiled and doing things that would damage his overall situation.

Zhao Guangling, the spiritual emperor of the Southern Kingdom, is not willing to be a mediocre person at any time, his ability is limited, he is self-aware, but it does not mean that he will not do his best to plan a terrible "overall situation". This man, who was oppressed by the throne and the desire for power, was almost deformed, and he had long been determined to save all the courage, courage and determination in this life until the moment of death. He is arrogant, he is selfish, he loves to raid his family, loves money like a demon, covets beauty, has no responsibility, allows the queen to control the government, and lives like a face, but he is so stubborn that he can't pull back ninety cows on principled issues such as the inheritance of national honor and treating his family!

Therefore, when Uncle Zhao Guang jumped out and stepped on his bottom line, this old boy who often shirked his responsibilities like a child was really angry, and the way he got angry was to bring out Zhao Guangyi, a big killer who was even afraid of Nie Wan.

The Spirit Emperor took a light breath, and then said very soothingly: "Uncle Zhao Guang is the opposite!"

The first second he heard these five words, Zhao Guangyi's mind was blank, the second second, he wanted to laugh a few times, and in the third second, he quickly knelt down, like a real general meeting the king, and said: "Please lead the troops and calm the trouble." ”

"Sure enough," the Spirit Emperor looked at him fixedly, and sighed softly: "I, the most relieved is you, and the least relieved is still you!" Zhao Guangyi bowed deeply and said that he would abide by the emperor's teachings, act cautiously and carefully, and dare not think about wrongdoing.

“...... Then you go down and prepare! 300,000 forbidden troops, 200,000 left behind Pershing to consolidate the defense, and the remaining 100,000 are for you, the defenders of Soul Refining Mountain, Fengdu, and several adjacent county towns are all under your command, and the people can be requisitioned and transferred at will, and before September, the traitor Zhao Guangshu will be pacified. It's like there is a Han Shuang by his side, it's best to come back alive, the affairs of the Han family, although they are generally correct, but the means are inevitably a little too radical, if I can prevent the Han family from being extinct, I can be regarded as worthy of my father. ”

"Obey the order!" Zhao Guangyi bowed deeply.

"Go down and prepare!" "Emperor Ling suddenly lost the interest in speaking, waved his hand, and let Zhao Guangyi go down, at that moment, Emperor Ling knew that the idea of originally planning to discuss a countermeasure with Zhao Guangyi was really ridiculous, with Zhao Guangyi out of the horse, Prince Su of the Northern Kingdom would have to die honestly in the secret realm, and how many waves could an Uncle Zhao Guang turn over?

It was only after half a ring that Empress Linghua came out from behind a red curtain behind the throne.