The night is very deep, the sky is full of stars, the stars are bright, illuminating the whole night sky, in the starry sky, the purple micro star blooms purple brilliance, bright, can compete with the bright moon.

The palace of King Zhao is huge, like a behemoth towering in the center of the royal capital, the high wall is erected, the palace is magnificent, countless, heavily guarded, a pair of elite soldiers patrol the palace wall, there are many of them, and the garrison force of the entire palace reaches thousands of people.

In the shadows, there are even martial arts masters, wary of assassins who may appear in the palace at any time.

If Ying Zheng forcibly breaks into the palace of King Zhao, it is no less than a sheep entering the tiger herd, even if he reaches the bone refining level, he will be besieged and killed.

Although he had only been cultivating Star Dou Incarnation Dafa for two days, with the visualization of the "Emperor Pole Nine Dragons", he was born with the First Emperor's destiny and Ziwei Emperor Star, and Ying Zheng had learned to roughly use Ziwei Star Power in just two days.

He hid in the shadows in the alley outside the palace, and then the purple starlight that swayed from the sky, concealing himself, his breath disappearing, as if he had merged into it.

But he saw Ying Zheng sitting on the ground, a divine soul surrounded by noble purple qi slowly emerged from his body, the divine soul came out of the shell, the purple qi was swirling, and the starlight manifested, Just like a young Ziwei Emperor, extremely noble, The slightest imperial dragon qi shrouded Ying Zheng's body, turning into a black dragon, roaring at the Zhao Palace not far away, the dragon's eyes were full of hostility.

Looking at his body, Ying Zheng controlled the Creation Gourd and included it in the Inner Heaven and Earth, and then flew to King Zhao's Palace.

Before entering the palace, Ying Zheng felt a strange force enveloping the entire palace, he looked up, but saw a little golden air flow floating above the palace, floating up and down, not necessarily up and down, Zhao people's hearts have strict thoughts about the king's authority.

And in the golden air current, an old dragon was looking up at Ying Zheng, the old dragon's scales and dragon teeth were about to fall off, and the dim dragon eyes revealed sadness, as if he saw his own end.

This is the manifestation of Zhao's national fortunes, many times with the Qin State, Zhao State is a fiasco every time, the national fortune is consumed again and again, or how many years, the dragon of the national fortune will fall, unless Zhao can produce another overlord like Zhao Wuling King.

However, there is no chance, because there will be an even more terrifying existence to rise, and even the reincarnation of King Zhao Wuling will not be able to compete with it.

Ying Zheng's divine soul was full of purple energy, and the dragon qi of the Emperor Dao condensed into a black dragon roaring in the sky, except for the old dragon in the palace of King Zhao, no one heard this passionate dragon roar.

In the face of the black dragon's provocation, the old dragon of Zhao State cowered and avoided his head, not daring to compete with it, just as Zhao State did not dare to compete with Qin State.

With the gourd of creation, Ying Zheng flew into the palace of King Zhao, as if entering a no-man's land, those soldiers who were strictly patrolling could not see him at all, only felt a yin wind blowing, and there was no other movement.

If it was before, even if the Yingzheng Divine Soul that had reached the level of Exorcism would have to stay away from these soldiers, the Divine Soul would not be able to withstand the killing aura emitted by them gathered together.

But now it's different, tonight the sky is full of stars, the starlight is strong, and the purple microstar can compete with the bright moon.

The entire palace is huge, and there are many palaces, even Yingzheng can't find the location of Zhao Wangyan for a while.

However, when he visualized the Nine Dragons of the Emperor's Pole, he was most sensitive to the existence of the royal luck.

"In the slim world, only I am the emperor, such as the self-appointed king, are all rebellious~~"

Ying Zheng chanted a dark and incomprehensible incantation from his mouth, and the black dragon eyes around him shimmered, as if he was looking for something, and after a while, it sensed where Zhao Wangyan was.

Under the instructions of the black dragon, Ying Zheng flew to the palace where Zhao Wangyan was.

In the palace of the queen of advocacy, the obese Zhao Wangyan was holding his beautiful and moving queen happily, not knowing that this was his last time.

Ying Zheng walked directly through the closed door, looking at Zhao Wangyan and the queen who were doing things of male and female love, his eyes revealed disgust.

Zhao Wangyan once also beat Zhao Ji's idea, but because of the advocacy and Qin State, he never started.

Ying Zheng did not hesitate at all, and dealt with Zhao Wangyan, who had no cultivation and had been hollowed out by the wine, and his spirit was weak, Ying Zheng took out the only trick he had learned, the Starlight Soul Breaking Sword.

Raise your hand and pinch out the mystical magic trick, connect the starlight and condense into a short sword, but three inches long, like a dream, extremely gorgeous.

At the moment when the starlight short sword was condensed, Ying Zheng suddenly felt that most of the power of the divine soul had passed, and the first Dao method was still not well controlled.

After all, Gu Shengge's time for Ying Zheng was too urgent, and it was only two days, and it was not easy to control a Dao method.

It's a pity that Zhao Wangyan, who was silent in joy, didn't notice the crisis coming, and the queen who was pressed by his fat body didn't notice the flickering starlight.

The starlight short sword hovered in Ying Zheng's palm, and the slightest hint of starlight overflowed, like a spirit snake spitting letters, ready to go.

Break the soul and break the soul, this sword should break the soul of King Zhao!

Ying Zheng drove the Starlight Soul Breaking Short Sword, shot out, and killed Zhao Wangyan, just when the short sword hit Zhao Wangyan, but was unexpectedly blocked by a layer of national fortune.

For a while, the two were at a stalemate, and Zhao Wangyan sensed that something was wrong, but he pestered him after advocating, and Zhao Wangyan couldn't get out and sank into the gentle township of the advocacy again.

The old dragon surrounding the palace tried his best to resist Ying Zheng's Starlight Soul Breaking Sword, but after all, it was the sunset and the West Mountain, heading for decline, the black dragon surrounding Ying Zheng's body roared angrily, rushed towards the Starlight Soul Breaking Sword, wished him a hand, and stabbed the short sword into Zhao Wangyan's body.

In an instant, Zhao Wangyan, who was happily on the body of the advocacy, felt an unprecedented pain, his face was distorted and hideous, his soul was stirred and turned into pieces, and the fat body trembled violently on the poster's body, his eyes lost their brilliance, and he fell on the belly of the advocacy.

And the old dragon of national fortune above the palace became even more dim, as if it could die at any time.

Feeling the shattering of Zhao Wangyan's soul, Ying Zheng didn't stay long and quickly left the palace.

Seeing that Zhao Wangyan suddenly looked painful, and then remained motionless on herself, her complexion changed suddenly, thinking that something was wrong, she raised her hand and hurriedly tested his snort, shocked.

Zhao Wangyan died!!

And died in his own belly! Die of overindulgence!

This made the queen panic in her heart, she wanted to scream, but she didn't dare, once she called the guards, the trouble would be even greater!

The advocate looked at Zhao Wangyan's corpse, she tried to keep herself calm, she could become a queen from a prostitute, she was much stronger than Zhao Ji.

Zhao Wangyan is dead, only she knows, which makes her heart flood with some bold thoughts, she pushes Zhao Wangyan's body away, she must hurry up and take control of the palace before tomorrow morning!

And Ying Zheng has returned to his mansion without any danger and completed the task perfectly.

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(Zhao Wangyan: I died without even saying a word, who did I provoke!) ）