Chapter 915: Wasteland
Taihua Pavilion is the political hub of the Purple Cloud Empire, and Song Bai and Lu Yuan are the rulers of the Taihua Pavilion, and they are extremely influential in the Purple Cloud Empire.
At this moment, the conversation between the two scholars in the Taihua Pavilion is unknown to outsiders.
"Now that the Emperor has left the capital, those Xiaoxiao hidden in the dark will definitely come out to make trouble, although what the Ming Emperor has done over the years is an extremely virtuous move for the Purple Cloud Empire, but in the end it still allowed those Xiaoxiao to survive, now if we can take advantage of this opportunity to wipe them all out, this is a necessary move for our human race to dominate the world in the future!"
Lu Yuan took a sip of the cup of tea on the table, his slightly frowning brows became tighter and tighter.
"At such a critical juncture, Emperor Ming actually accepted a person from the demon clan into the palace, this, this is really hard to understand what Emperor Ming thinks!"
A few days ago, Emperor Luo Qiu of the Ming Dynasty sent ten phantom Daoists to the palace for the national teacher.
When the human emperor Luo Tianshen was in retreat in the Taiji Palace, Emperor Luo Ming had not acted so unscrupulously, but Luo Tianshen was not there, but Emperor Luo Ming no longer had the enlightened nature of the past.
With a sigh, Song Bai stood up from his seat and walked back and forth a few steps before turning his head to look at Lu Yuan: "There is something wrong with Emperor Ming's side of Ji Ji!"
"Ji Ji?" Lu Yuan looked at Song Bai with some confusion.
"Although there is nothing abnormal about Ji Ji's performance over the years, I always feel that she is very problematic! In the past, when the emperor was in the palace, it was nothing, but now that the emperor is not here, the Ming emperor will have such a big change, and she is indispensable for instigating behind her back!"
Lu Yuan did not doubt the words of the purple-haired prince Song Bai, and did not immediately express his opinion, and only after a long time did he speak: "But what does this have to do with that phantom Daoist entering the palace?"
Shaking his head, Song Bai sighed again: "This is just my intuition, it is still inconclusive, if you want to deal with this matter, you must look at the opinions of Di Gong and Bloody Yihou!"
Just when the two powerful ministers in the imperial capital of the Purple Cloud Empire were discussing some major matters related to the imperial situation, in the palace of the Purple Cloud Empire, in the bedroom of the Ming Emperor, the petals were fluttering, and a woman dressed in revealing clothes was twisting and dancing a dance, and the Ming Emperor, who was dressed in the clothes of the Ming Emperor, sometimes watched from a distance and sometimes played closely.
The singing and dancing are leveled, and the aroma of meat is overflowing.
A sound of laughter continued to sound in the dormitory, and this is the gentle township.
Just between the Ming Emperor and the woman playing, a young Taoist in a Taoist robe walked in from outside, and after the Taoist walked into the dormitory, he bowed his head and saluted.
"Phantoms don't have to be polite, they are all their own people here, why did I invite you to the palace, I think Ji Ji has already made it clear to you, the bloody clothes will return to Beijing in a few days, you must get his Blood Emperor Eight Methods for me before he comes back!"
Between Emperor Ming's words, blood and light flowed in the depths of his eyes, as if there were leeches in his eyes, which would rush out from the depths of his pupils at any time, choosing people to be bloodthirsty.
Under the Yan Mountain in Longling County, thousands of miles outside the imperial capital, a group of troops dressed in the standard armor of the Purple Cloud Empire were moving forward on the official road.
Blood clouds rolled overhead, and they were like divine soldiers patrolling the heavens and the earth.
Wherever they passed, the creatures retreated.
At the forefront of the army, the bloody clothes were dressed in bloody clothes, riding on the back of a strong black unicorn, and the bloody clothes hunted and hunted, making him look extremely powerful.
"Emperor Ming wants my Blood Emperor Eight Laws?" The corners of the bloody clothes waiting on the back of the black unicorn were slightly hooked, thinking about the news he got earlier, and his heart was full of sarcasm: "Ji Ji, can't you hold it back?"
"If you want to get my Blood Emperor Eight Methods, how can it be so easy and cheap?"
The human emperor left the Terran Imperial Palace, which caused a huge turmoil for the palace of the Purple Cloud Empire, although these turmoil seems to have an impact on the entire world has not yet appeared, but under the giant wheel of history, sometimes a butterfly can change the direction of history with a flap of its wings, not to mention what happened to the Purple Cloud Empire Palace, one of the protagonists in history.
Just when a series of things were happening in the palace of the Purple Cloud Empire, Youxuan, who was leading millions of demon people in the endless wasteland, was fighting against the wasteland.
The wasteland was originally the same origin as the human race, but because of the demon war in ancient times, it finally stayed in the wasteland, and since then it has taken root in the wasteland.
In recent years, I don't know why it has always appeared at the junction of the demon race and the wasteland.,Often attack the demon race.。
More than half a year ago, a large-scale war was fought, and at that time, Yuxuan appeared in the Huishan Pass near Changhui Mountain near the wasteland.
Because he went deep into the wasteland under the inspiration, he discovered something, and a hidden power in the whole world is awakening, which is also the biggest reason why the desolate people and the Rakshasa Bitter Sea continue to want to attack the barren beast city recently.
On the Silver Moon Grassland near Changhui Mountain in the wasteland, Yu Xuan turned into a huge flame phoenix like a mountain, flapping its wings and turning into a fiery cloud, and the entire Silver Moon Grassland was red.
The grass is burning, and so are the people of the earth.
The huge flame god phoenix flapped its wings, and the flames continued to fall towards the world like terrifying waves, falling on those desolate people who were fighting against the demon army.
Although the magic of these desolate people is not very powerful, they are too powerful in the martial arts, and their bodies are not directly burned under the flames, but they are becoming more and more brave.
Just as the body of the mysterious incarnation of the god phoenix was slaughtering all directions, a man wearing a black cloak carrying a white bone staff rushed out among the desolate people.
With a swipe of the white bone staff in his hand in the void, he directly cut off the flames that Yu Xuan was pouring out, and then his body was like an eagle and pounced towards Yu Xuan.
In the face of the arrival of this desolate man, Yu Xuan continued to drum flames with his wings, grabbing at the other party with his sharp claws.
The desolate man in the black cloak is very comfortable to deal with, although the battle power of the mysterious has obtained a demon bone again in the beast city and has been greatly increased, but at the moment, it is still unable to deal with the desolate man in front of him with overwhelming momentum.
"If you were in your heyday, you would be fine, but now you, it's completely wishful thinking to resist my attack!"
As he spoke, the bone staff in the hand of the person wearing the pitch-black cloak was thrown out by him, and the five fingers jumped and formed a handprint, and the essence of heaven and earth was mobilized by it, and then a palm slapped out, directly slapping the white bone staff towards Youxuan.
"Kill!"
The word killing sounded, and the wind and clouds changed.
Seeing this, Yu Xuan directly turned from a demon body into a human body, and then his body swept out of the rear at a rapid speed, and at this moment he was using the Heavenly Extreme Technique with the fastest speed in the world.
His body dragged out a series of afterimages in the air, and he withdrew fifty miles after just one breath, but even with such extreme speed, he couldn't avoid the pursuit of the White Bone Staff.
Before he could stop, the White Bone Staff appeared in front of his chest.
Looking at the white bone staff like a maggot on the tarsal bone, Youxuan's eyes were cold, and a pair of dry palms pinched the white bone staff.
At the moment when he pinched the white bone staff with both hands, a group of pitch-black flames burned on the white bone staff, and in this flame, Yuxuan's hands continued to make a sneering sound, and wisps of green smoke came out from his palms, and the originally dry palms actually revealed the white bones at this moment.
"You old monster should have died, and now you are up again, what do you want to do?" He didn't know the desolate man in front of him wearing a black cloak, but he had a feeling that he must have had a deep relationship with the other party before.
It's just that his demon bones are incomplete now, and some of his memories have been lost, and if he wants to restore his heyday and find the memories of the past, he must retrieve all the demon bones.
"Haha, I'm not the only damn old monster, I might as well tell you, the old immortal of the Demon Emperor has already crawled out, I think it won't be long before the one in hell will come out, and the future will really be more and more exciting!"
Seeing the other party pounce on him, Youxuan gritted his teeth and raised his fist and smashed it towards the other party.
Although his memory is not complete now, and he is not in his heyday, but after these years of recultivation, his mastery of some techniques and martial arts has already entered an unprecedented realm.
Even if he is the Demon Emperor in his current realm back then, he can't compare with him.
A punch blasted out the fist mark like a ** sun falling into the world, and smashed out towards the desolate man wearing a cloak, and in the face of this blow to the desolate man who was in the face of Youxuan, he had no intention of forcing back at all, but just raised his palm and intercepted the opponent's fist print.
It is very simple to cut out the palm of the desolate man's hand, but it seems to condense all the laws of this world, integrating all the ways of the world.
The fist mark like the sun of the gods collapsed directly under his palm, and he pressed down towards Youxuan's chest in a devastating posture.
Facing the desolate man's palm, Yu Xuan had no way to avoid it, and could only watch the other party's palm fall on his chest, and the next moment his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"How is it possible? You are not an emperor, why can you exert such power?" Youxuan was like a kite with a broken string falling into the distance, his eyes full of incredulity.
"Ignorance!"
The desolate man took a sip lightly, stepped forward, and stepped on Youxuan's chest, and under his foot, Youxuan, who was already falling, rushed directly to the earth, smashing the earth into a big hole.
In front of the desolate man, Yu Xuan didn't have the slightest ability to resist, which was a huge gap compared to the strength he showed in the beast city.
"Go with peace of mind! In the future, this land will be our world!" Looking at the black and steep hole in the ground, as well as those who were fighting, the desolate man said lightly, raised his palm like a five-fingered mountain, and pressed down towards the big hole below.
A palm pressed down, and before it could be put into practice, the cold wind had already cut off a layer of ground.