One person rose into the air, once again blocking Mingzhe's footsteps.

Stepping on the void, the killing aura is terrifying and abnormal.

Pei Qi looked at the visitor and shouted, "Yang Wudi, why are you here?" ”

Yang Wushu glanced at Pei Qi coldly, turned his gaze to Mingzhe and said, "It's incredible that he has reached the peak of the Origin Realm at such a young age?" ”

Mingzhe didn't say a word, his eyes were level at Yang Invincible, and he didn't speak.

"It's just that this is not your reason to break into the palace, and those who offend the majesty of the royal family will be killed." Yang Wushu saw that Mingzhe didn't speak, and said in a cold tone.

At the same time, the aura on his body exploded, and a terrifying pressure fell on Mingzhe.

Realm?

Mingzhe felt the power of the domain, and the corner of his mouth sneered, just this kind of domain power, it is also worthy of being called the domain.

With a wave of his hand, the sword flashed.

Piercing the sky, a sword light appeared in Yang Wudi's eyes.

One sword, just one sword, Mingzhe no longer looked at his person, and continued to move forward.

At this time, inside the palace, in the Chaotian Palace, six people walked out again.

The six Shangshu are also the six pillars of the Jin Kingdom, all of them are strong in the field, and they are also great Confucians who write books and pass on their books.

Mingzhe's footsteps did not stop, and five poetic spirits appeared on his body, all of which were powerful, forming a strange battle array, surrounding the six people.

Mingzhe didn't stop and continued to move forward.

As the imperial capital of a country, although it is at the bottom of the ten countries, there will not be too few masters.

The five people stepped out again, their breath was stronger than the six Shangshu, and they looked at Mingzhe coldly.

However, Mingzhe's eyes were still the same, his gaze passed behind the five people, and he looked at Chaotian Hall.

The three-foot green edge in his hand flashed with two-color light.

The sword came out and didn't go back, and the three-foot Qingfeng directly dragged his hand out, and appeared in the middle of the five people in the blink of an eye.

The air was filled with the aura of destruction, and the Qingfeng Sword directly exploded, forming a terrifying wave of qi.

Mingzhe spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about it and continued to move forward.

At this time, a figure wearing a five-clawed dragon robe and a flat crown on his head led a crowd to appear in front of Mingzhe.

The existence of the greatest power in the Jin Kingdom, the Jin Emperor is looking at Mingzhe at the moment.

Mingzhe ignored Emperor Jin's gaze and looked straight at the crown prince Sima Tianfeng.

At this time, Sima Tianfeng looked surprised and looked surprised.

Mingzhe's body was full of monstrous killing intent, and the tattered Shanhai Pavilion battle flag behind him moved in the wind.

Although Emperor Jin is old, he is surrounded by a domineering aura and is extremely majestic.

Looking at Mingzhe, who stepped into the air step by step, his body was also surrounded by dragon qi, and a golden dragon of luck emerged.

The two sides did not have any words and directly began to fight.

At the same time, a yellow light shield rose from the Imperial Capital City.

Countless dragon groans sounded, quickly converging towards the imperial capital and burrowing into the body of Emperor Jin.

At the same time, the Jin Emperor's aura began to skyrocket, and a terrifying coercion no less than the half-saint level appeared on the Jin Emperor.

Mingzhe finally set his eyes on Emperor Jin, and the two really looked at each other for the first time.

Emperor Jin looked at Mingzhe and said with terrifying coercion: "Xiao'er is presumptuous, is it really that I have no one in the Jin Kingdom?" ”

"Jin Kingdom, a good Jin Kingdom, then where should the souls of my 100,000 unjust souls in the Shanhai Pavilion go?" Mingzhe asked coldly.

"All the territory of my Jin Kingdom is determined by me, and all the people of my Jin Kingdom are born and died by me. Ant, suffer death! Emperor Jin's tone was full of domineering eyes on the world and said.

"Haha, what a hegemon, the prince will have a kind of Xiangning? Today I will let you see the anger of the ants. Mingzhe's long sword pointed at the sky, his body was filled with purple qi, and crazy flames erupted in his eyes.

The army is gathering, the family is gathering, and at this moment, the entire imperial city is running wildly, and countless people have already exhausted the water around Mingzhe.

In the South Mountain of the Jin Kingdom, a paper crane fell in the courtyard.

An old man casually ushered in the paper crane, and when he saw the information, he frowned and disappeared into the courtyard.

As soon as the old man came out of Nanshan, he was stopped by a man in a black robe.

Without waiting for the old man to speak, he heard the black-robed man say: "Nanshan Confucian, I shouldn't call you Nansheng now, I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that you are doing well." ”

Hearing this, Nan Sheng looked at the black robe and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" That is, the body of a half-saint, why hide it so much. ”

When the black-robed man heard this, he didn't say much, but turned around, took off the coat and hat on his head, and looked at Nan Sheng calmly.

Nan Sheng's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Wei Yubo, you didn't even die, and you also achieved the body of a half-saint, how did you do it?" ”

"Hehe, Nansheng, you broke through at the beginning, but with the help of my disciple's credit, why do you want to take revenge?" Wei Yubo was light-hearted, and even said with a little ridicule.

"Confucianism and Taoism intervene, both are half-saint bodies, you won't be unaware!" Nan Sheng asked with some doubts.

"I see, the eroded Confucianism and Taoism are still worthy of being called Confucianism? I see that your breath of anger has come to an end. ”

"What do you mean?" Nan Sheng's eyes were uncertain.

"Since you have chosen to compromise, you have lost the qualification to know, stay here in peace, and the affairs of Yangcheng will not bother Your Excellency." Wei Yubo looked at Nan Sheng with a hint of disdain in the corner of his eyes and said.

Nan Sheng said with a little annoyance in his tone: "You ······"

At this moment, the battle in the palace has reached a white-hot stage.

At this moment, Mingzhe was injured, and the five poetic spirits had already been blown up by him to resist Emperor Jin's attack.

The sea of books in his body has dried up, and if it weren't for Mingzhe's transformation, I'm afraid he would have died at this moment.

However, even like this, Mingzhe can't last long now.

When Mingzhe saw that Emperor Jin had the combat power of the half-saint level, he knew that he was going to be defeated.

But so what?

Even if he dies, he wants to let the world understand that there is not only imperial power but also human rights in this world.

When Mingzhe came, he actually had a certain degree of certainty, although he was now in the Origin Realm, he was invincible under his combat power and half-saint.

If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Jin's half-saint power was not his own, I'm afraid Mingzhe wouldn't be able to survive a move at this moment.

But even if Mingzhe is so talented, he will eventually run out.

Looking at Emperor Jin's fierce attack on himself, Mingzhe knew that it was difficult to resist, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

A picture appeared in his eyes.

It was an old face, making a final request to Mingzhe.

"Remember to live, protect yourself, protect the human race."

Then I saw the old man rush into the crowd and brazenly launch a self-explosion.

This is where the picture ends.

Just because a figure appeared in front of Mingzhe's eyes, an unexpected figure of Mingzhe.

Mingzhe only felt that the figure was familiar, very familiar.

Boom······

The figure used his body to help Mingzhe block the terrifying attack.

The violent impact knocked the figure into the air.

Until the figure crashed into Mingzhe's arms and flew backwards with Mingzhe.

collided all the way, and I don't know how many ruins and broken walls were broken.

It's just that at this moment, Mingzhe didn't care about the pain in his body, and looked at the figure in front of him, as if time stood still.