It was a bloodline secret technique launched with the skulls of thirty-three fresh girls, and even a so-called invincible power combined with some ancient human body transformation techniques, which was also the most powerful and mysterious ability among the slave tribes of Jianzhou.

Those poor girls are all noble princesses of the Yellow Flag.

The skin of the skull was slowly simmering in a small iron pot, and a white flame slowly floated on the miserable white skin, and a blue mist floated above the flame, and the entire underground cell was full of cold ice crystals. Nano Xuantian looked at his sister Nano Wushuang, his face full of anxious anticipation.

The identity of his sister has never been disclosed, of course, in fact, Nano Wushuang was not called Nano Wushuang before, but Tian Wushuang.

She is actually Tian Wanzai's youngest sister, but the Tian family has already been destroyed for the second time.

"Do you see anything, do we have a chance?" he said, eagerly.

"Long Aotian, if we find this person, we can turn the tables, otherwise, it would be better for my brother and I to go to the West and join the invading army of the Anglo Empire......" Nano Wushuang's voice was hoarse, as if her vocal cords were damaged by poison when she was a child, she was short and fat, and her black hair showed the suppleness and brightness of a girl, and her face, it is said that after being ridiculed by the maidservant for being ugly, she has been hiding under a ghost mask.

"Didn't you say—the autumn queen is no more than the autumn grasshopper?"

"Before the arrival of the [Prince], they were grasshoppers in the spring, and if we can't escape before the anniversary of our accession to the throne, we will be a pair of fried grasshoppers. Nano's tone was full of self-deprecation and anger at Nano's future.

"Wang Jue ......" Nano Xuantian chewed these two words, and a layer of milky white cold sweat slowly escaped from his back.

"Will the Lord return, isn't the world ruled by evil gods?"

"We can't measure the king, impossible, never will. I can calculate the evil god because I know that it will be defeated at the hands of the king, so the last great king in this world can only be the king. Nano Wushuang's voice became even more hoarse: "I don't have a second piece of my father's scalp to measure these big people......"

"Where is the prince?!" Nano Xuantian raised his voice, but soon, his voice weakened: "I'm sorry, little sister, I, I said the wrong thing. ”

"Since you know that you said the wrong thing, then you can't get better by pretending to be sick these days. On the Anglo side, I'll get in touch with you. "Nano's unrivaled rope skills are about to crack.

Suddenly, the flame in the cauldron rose high, shook for a moment, and was completely extinguished. At this time, a layer of frost formed in the hut.

The frost turned from white to blue, and the slaughter was like the winter of extinction. Nano Wushuang screamed, the little fingers of both hands exploded, the blood mist filled, and the finger bones burned with antique ghost fire.

"Oh no! The prince has acted! The sword of judgment is about to fall! Brother! Find a way to get out of the city!"

"Out of the city?" Nano Xuantian didn't come back to his senses for a while: "The layout in the city is at a critical time......

If you really want to live, contact the generals stationed in the camp outside the city...... For your sake of keeping the Tian family's bloodline, I'll help you!" "Nano Xuantian kicked away the pot that had long been frozen into a whole piece, and packed his luggage like a top.

"Oh, hey, yes! I see!" Nanno finally reacted, shuttling through the hut in an even more hectic figure.

At the same time, Long Aotian had easily blended into the palace.

【Jinling Imperial City】

Silver Dust didn't know that the Holy Artifact Divine Authority was destroyed, and he didn't even know that this Divine Authority of the Monarchy was fake.

When he came out of the Peacock Terrace, he used the token to deceive the car driver left by the eldest princess. Strangely, the effect of the Dark Nightmare seemed to be too good, and everyone, including the hidden butler in the Peacock Terrace, didn't seem to be surprised by his new name.

It was as if he really was a prince who had been around for a long time.

Yinchen was skeptical about this result, but he couldn't think about it, after all, his original plan was to attack with arms, and get that "spare thing" to break the divine authority of the monarch head-on. By now, Silver Dust has lost patience.

He didn't do any preparations, not even a strategy. I came to Peacock Terrace just to be full and have the spirit to go to the battlefield.

Now, at some point close to three o'clock in the afternoon, his motorcade passed through the side gate of the palace. Except for Nano Future, the main palace gate of the Southern Dynasty was never opened because of someone, and Emperor Yue himself did not go through the main gate.

"The emperor, who doesn't even dare to leave the main gate of his house, really doesn't know what kind of courage he can have in the formulation of national policies. Silver Dust spat out these words as the car passed through the thick red wooden door.

He originally wanted to go back to the palace as the eldest princess's attendant on an errand, so that he could pass through the corner gate alone in a very low-key manner, and then sneak in secretly in the palace, but now, he can only bite the bullet and ask to see Emperor Yue as a prince, otherwise he doesn't know what excuse he can use to sneak into the palace.

The southern kingdom is decaying, and the guards of the palace are still very guarded, and if you don't enter with a fake identity and use the tactics of climbing over the wall, there is actually not much hidden hope.

The Imperial Palace's inner part has been infiltrated over the wall, which is an old problem for thousands of years, and a thousand years have passed, and it is impossible that there are no targeted measures at all.

"Compared with sneaking through the wall, this kind of grandiose way of going to the front door is not bad. ”

Yinchen comforted himself like this, sitting motionless in the soft sedan chair of sixteen lifts, thinking with great sorrow in his heart what excuse to meet the emperor who was also young. Yinchen didn't have a high evaluation of Emperor Yue, but he didn't treat him as a stupid child, and still measured him by the standards of an emperor. Silver Dust knew that most of these creatures called the Emperor were worried day and night that their palace and inheritance would be robbed by the people on the side, so they had never really trusted anyone, and their guards against their subordinates were as strict as this newly established palace.

The soft sedan stopped, and it didn't shake much from beginning to end. When Yinchen saw the curtain being lifted, he knew that he had arrived at the Heart Cultivation Palace.

After the White Dragon List, Emperor Yue seemed to have a premonition of something, and he was not as attentive to the government as before. The world didn't know that Emperor Yue's transformation began when the Demon Pavilion was declared dead.

This 17-year-old boy has lost his ambition to revive his ancestral business.

"King Beijing has come to meet you!" A voice like a freshly hatched chick sounded, almost causing goosebumps all over Yinchen's body. The voice may have come from a young eunuch who had just been castrated.

The eldest princess's attendants opened the way, and several people in the Heart Cultivation Hall promised to come out to greet them, and after the general cumbersome and almost devastating etiquette, Yinchen prostrated at the feet of Emperor Yue with a kneeling attitude.

He didn't need to look at it, he could find that Emperor Yue had an overindulgent and sick face, this young and powerful emperor, his skin was as pale as a blood clan, he was as demure as a delicate flower shining on water, his actions were like a weak willow supporting the wind, and his text was as weak as a little girl. Silver Dust has no doubt that entrusting the burden of the entire nation to that pair of soft shoulders can definitely crush this soft bone.

Silver Dust crawled, his posture the same as that of the Dark Mage when he unleashed the plague magic, kneeling in the posture of the guilty. In the dimly lit Heart Cultivation Palace, a circle of dark shadows fluctuated like ripples centered on Silver Dust's hands. Killing intent filled the main hall, but it could not be felt by those who cultivated Gangfeng, as if the energy fluctuations between the different elements were isolated.

There was silence in the Heart Cultivation Palace, Emperor Yue didn't let the silver dust rise, and the silver dust didn't get up. As if this strange prince suddenly appeared,. For this young emperor who inexplicably won the throne, he upholds irreplaceable loyalty.

Emperor Yue looked down at him, and in his dark green eyes, the murderous intent flashed, and then rolled up to give up the decadence of the whole world. The emperor wanted to scold for a moment, and the wind on his body rolled up because of anger, but after a moment, only a sigh came from his mouth.

As an emperor, he had already seen the perfunctory attitude of the kneeling people to him, and the kind of superficial respectful and inwardly dismissive gestures had made him tired and even disgusted. "Alright, get up. He said irritably.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live. The silver-haired boy said this very quickly, as if he wanted to finish it in 1/1000th of a second. Immediately after that, the black-robed and silver-haired teenager stood up, and a pair of ice blue eyes locked on the target.

"Is that time?" asked Emperor Yue, this question had no beginning or end, which made Yinchen suddenly stunned.

"What......" Before Yinchen could come back to his senses, he felt a storm just rise in all directions, and more than a dozen voices of old or young people rushed towards him, and everyone seemed to be using staggered defenses.

From entering the body to Jindan, all kinds of gangfeng with different frequencies and different intensities suddenly vibrated up. The first to approach Silver Dust was a decaying figure with dry bones and fragments, and he went straight into Silver Dust's back door, a crimson slender stabbing sword, deep into the back of the heart.

Silver Dust felt his back tighten, and then a sharp pain came, and he didn't know when the Immortal Divine Body would fail.

"What's wrong with the recast body?" the moment Silver Dust thought this, he appeared in another place, and the teleportation was completely instinctive. The pain pierced the heart, but the ability of the immortal divine body began to attack again at this time, and within three seconds, the wound was healed, and the divine blood sprayed out also flowed back into the body. Yinchen's eyes were cold, his pupils were filled with snow, and an ice-blue aura lit up in his hand, and in the aura, there was no wind and snow, only a dead cold.

The ring of ice spreads, and the cold light streaks across the entire Heart Cultivation Temple, and the grayscale world with blue as the base engulfs all other colors.

The wind solidified into statues, the afterimage froze into pig iron, and everyone except Silver Dust and Yue Huang lost their color and the magical dimension of "time". Their bodies froze in the air, and all the postures they maintained to fight and fight turned into ice sculptures.

The Palace of Heart Cultivation slowly turned into a crystal palace, and everything except for Yinchen and Yue Huang, whether alive or dead, turned into transparent blue ice crystals. Yinchen stood proudly ten steps in front of Emperor Yue, his hands were lowered, the left sleeve hung quietly, but the right sleeve was shaking, and it seemed that a strong wind was blowing out from the cuffs.

"What's the time?" Silverdust's voice broke the frosty silence.

"Of course it's murdering the widow's life!" Emperor Yue Yin and Yang said strangely, his voice was high and low, male and female, sounding numb.

"How do you know?" Yinchen didn't feel good, very bad, judging from the voice, the person in front of him didn't look like Emperor Yue, nor did he look like a seventeen-year-old boy, or even like a human.

His pupils shrank sharply, then relaxed, dilating slightly. Maybe that's the normal thing. Silver Dust would never arrogantly think that the defense of the Imperial Palace's Ouchi would be so lax, even if he had a dark nightmare, it was impossible to control the hearts of every eldest princess's attendants, these people might just rely on instinct to realize that something was wrong, and secretly notified the Internal Affairs Office, and the Yue Emperor's Internal Affairs Office was not to be put on the sidelines, and such a big battle could be put on in a short period of time.

Also learn, this stand-in of Emperor Yue has been raised in the palace for many years, and the son of King Xian can raise such a delicate stand-in, not to mention Emperor Yue?

"Since you know you're going to die, there's not much to say. Anyway, it's just a trap, and your last words won't reach the ears of the real Yue Huang. ”

The sleeve on the right side of Silver Dust trembled even more, as if countless snakes had been drilled deep into the wide sleeve.

In the main hall, there was not a trace of wind.

"Really Yue Huang? no, the widow is the real Yue Huang!" Yue Huang shouted as if he had been insulted, and at the same time, he kicked his legs, and countless cracks immediately burst out on the crystal ground, but he himself rushed straight into the silver dust at the speed of a cannonball.

Under the bright yellow wide sleeves, the cold light flickered, the wind rolled like thunder, and a delicately constructed mechanical claw flashed with five light device cold lights, and instantly arrived in front of Yinchen's throat.

With the lesson just learned, Silver Dust dodged and dodged, and at the same time, his right hand finally reached out from the pitch-black wide sleeve.

On the pink little hands, the black light vibrated and turned into a dark red flower.

"Don't let sorrow flow into a river, don't let reincarnation be irretrievable, wait until the palm of your hand blooms a sad flower, only to know that in the depths of the abyss, Manju Sawa blooms. ”

The dark red Manzhu Sawa blooms in the depths of the darkness, the edges of the delicate blood-colored petals light up with a golden halo, and in the depths of the flower heart, the fireball is used, not the Demon Temple Hell Flame, but the Spear of World Destruction, the roar of the forbidden magic eternal calamity.

The sound of the ice shattering was filled with the roar of fire, and the moment the blood-colored fire of eternal calamity flashed, God heard the sound of the world shattering.

The frozen space-time was shattered into ice powder, and everything in the space-time was reduced to ashes. The eternal catastrophe burned by blood, the dark whirlpool of the abyss, devoured countless lives in the world, but it could not wash away the sins of mortal dust.

The original sin of darkness is not the theft of fire, not the fruit of forbiddenness, but the creatures who walk the world, forgetting their promises and original intentions.

Betrayal of responsibility and true feelings, this is the source of the apocalypse that destroys the world, and the original sin of eternal calamity in the world.

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