At this moment, Xiao Chen finally understood the meaning of what the Broken Intestine Man said to him: Xiao Chen, these souls who escaped from the underworld, maybe you have never met them. But you must have heard of their names. You know, in the era they lived, they were all famous people.

China has a long history and a long history. Every dynasty has its stage of strength, and every dynasty has its time of decline. When a dynasty is at its peak, any wise saint and the hat of an emperor through the ages will be pressed on the emperor's head. But when the dynasty fell, the former emperor of the world also had a new name, the king of the dead country, the king of the dead country who was spit on by thousands of people and abandoned by thousands of people. However, in all dynasties, all the kings of the dead country were either addicted to pleasure and had no way. Either it is rampant and tyrannical, ferocious and brutal. But the man in front of him is not any of the above two kinds of people, he is talented, he is gentle and elegant, and he treats people more as a humble gentleman.

According to historical records, in 1127 AD, the Jurchen people from the north captured Bianjing (now Kaifeng City, Henan Province), the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, and abducted the Northern Song Emperor Song Qinzong and the Taishang Emperor Song Huizong, as well as almost all the royal family, concubines, officials and more than 100,000 civilians in the capital. This is the shame of Jingkang that happened in history during the Northern Song Dynasty.

"You say, you say, what did I do wrong? Why did such a tragic fate befall me?" At this time, Zhao Ji was excited, and his originally handsome face became extremely hideous.

But... But what can Xiao Chen say at this time? The man in front of him really hasn't done anything terrible, and he has nothing to say about his character. Maybe he was wrong that he shouldn't have been born in the emperor's house. The fault is that he has amazing artistic talent, but he lacks the minimum imperial skills.

If he hadn't been born in the imperial family, with his talent, he might have become a famous calligrapher and painter through the ages. But the verdict given by fate is - the king of the dead country. Poor and pathetic man, a hint of pity flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes.

"Boy, what kind of eyes do you have? Are you pitying or are you laughing at me? I tell you, in the past, I was the Son of Heaven who sat on the throne and had infinite wealth and power, and now I am the true God of all knowing, the true God of omnipotence. Who are you to laugh at me?" trampled more violently.

"A man who does not know how to reflect on his own faults, who only knows that he is immersed in memories of the past, who only knows how to put all his faults on others, is destined to be a shameful person, a pathetic person. People like you will only make me look down on you!" Xiao Chen was furious, completely furious.

"Boy, don't you understand, now you are like a grasshopper in the palm of my hand, whether life or death is only in my thoughts? If you want to live, let go of your worthless self-esteem, confess to me, and beg me for mercy!" Zhao Ji's feet crushed heavily on Xiao Chen's back. Being able to arbitrarily decide the fate of others, the life and death of others, this is what the Lord of the World should have.

"Zhao Ji, you bastard, I'm not done with you, my mother. You can kill me, but you must not humiliate me!" Xiao Chen also let go.

When he saw the kid in front of him in this kind of field, he dared to insult himself like this. Zhao Ji's face turned pale with anger, unforgivable, unforgivable. Zhao slowly raised his right hand, and the light of the colorful glass began to gather.

"Boy, I'll give you another chance. Are you convinced?, do you apologize to me?" Zhao Ji roared.

"Dream!" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, but his body trembled. He clearly rushed to the other party's body with a terrifying aura that made people shudder and destroy the world.

"Stubborn boy, you give me death!" Zhao Ji's right hand pressed down heavily,

"It's over!" Xiao Chen's body was cold for a while, and he closed his eyes in despair. But when the other party's hand was about to press his head, he actually stopped hard and deeply.

"Boy, looking at your hard mouth, I thought you were a good man, it turns out that you will be scared too! Hahaha, hahaha!" Zhao Ji laughed loudly.

"What if I'm afraid? Everyone is afraid of death, and so am I. Aren't you going to kill me?Why don't you do it?," Xiao Chen's face turned red, but he breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

"Boy, do you think I'm like that? I'll tell you, I won't kill you because I changed my mind, don't you say that if there is no human activity, my royal city is a dead city, no matter how beautiful it is. Now, I will prove to you that my royal city is not a dead city!"

"And you, it's an honor, to be the first subject of my royal city!" Zhao Ji finally raised his feet. Although he had always been proud to be able to bring the royal city back to life, he always felt that something was missing. And now, Xiao Chen's words finally made his heart suddenly brighten.

Zhao Ji no longer had the psychology to pay attention to Xiao Chen, he was immersed in great joy. I'm going to bring more people here, and I'm going to make my royal city lively and prosperous. I want to revive my lost world here. I want to prove to the world that I am the undisputed Lord of the Generation!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Ji's heart was extremely excited, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, for his dream, he had to race against time. "Ah!" But at this moment, an extremely miserable cry sounded.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Ji turned around nonchalantly. But the scene in front of him made him stunned.

Xiao Chen clutched his head on the ground in pain, and he felt a splitting headache at this time. "Boy, what kind of nerves do you have? Are you crazy?" Zhao Ji also wondered, what is the strength of his own shot, he naturally knows it in his heart, shouldn't it be like this?

It is like the pain of ten thousand needles piercing the brain, like the pain of ten thousand insects devouring the heart. At this time, Xiao Chen finally understood what it meant to be more uncomfortable than death. "Kill me, kill me!" Xiao Chen let out a groan of pain.

"Nerves!" Zhao Ji shrugged and turned around again. Joke, kill you, won't my royal city become a dead city again?

"Huh, what's going on?" Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt the painful feeling in his body dissipate like a tide, as if it had never happened.

After carefully examining his body, Xiao Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Great, nothing. But at this moment, above Xiao Chen's right arm, the black strange bracelet once again emitted a bewitching cold light.

"Why is it here again?" Xiao Chen was shocked. The Bracelet of Destiny was still shining, and it seemed that this time, it was hundreds of times brighter than before. His heart was beating rapidly, the blood all over his body was dripping wildly, and the unbearable scorching sensation began to torment Xiao Chen again.

Xiao Chen suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and a strange feeling slowly rose in his heart, and that strange feeling became more and more intense, and it became more and more difficult to contain.

"I want to destroy, I want to kill!" Xiao Chen suddenly roared. How could this be? Xiao Chen didn't know why he would say such a thing. But on the opposite side of Xiao Chen, Zhao Ji's face changed, because he suddenly found that the young man in front of him was actually flooded with a murderous aura, a strong murderous intent. What's even more terrifying is that the killing machine is so strong that it actually makes his heart shake inexplicably.

"Oh no, the power of the demon bracelet is starting to kick in!" Zhao Ji said. Wait, why should I be afraid? Isn't it just activating the power of the demon bracelet! I am the true god, one of the most powerful beings in this world. Yes, the activation of the Demon Bracelet can indeed bring you incomparably powerful power, but in front of the great true god, it is still not enough. You can only end up with the same fate as your forerunners. No, it's worse than they are!

"Die, Blue Water!" Xiao Chen roared, he didn't know why he was so eager to kill and destroy in his heart. Countless blue-purple rays of light poured out from Xiao Chen's hands, and finally turned into life-threatening arrows, heading straight for Zhao Ji.

"Ride the wind and waves!" Zhao Ji smiled slightly, he raised the wolf in his hand and lightly touched it in the air. Suddenly, the deadly arrow turned into a stream of Juanjuan, slowly passing away beside him.

"Blue water!" But Xiao Chen's attack came again.

"It's the same how many times you come again!" Zhao Ji once again lightly defused the opponent's offensive.

But Xiao Chen's third attack came again. "Boy, are you finished?" Zhao Ji was furious.

"Ride the waves!" the wolf nodded.

"Blue Water!" Xiao Chen's attack had no tendency to stop at all.

"Ride the wind and waves!" Zhao Ji was already familiar with cracking Xiao Chen's attack. Zhao Ji's hand trembled, and he felt his hand suddenly feel a slight tingling.

"Isn't this kid crazy? After repeating so many attacks, this kid's strength not only did not exhaust in the slightest, but became more and more vigorous, and his strength became more and more fierce!" Zhao Ji suddenly felt that something was wrong, before this kid appeared, there were already three messengers from the underworld who came to this world. They had all fought against the Seven who were the true gods, but none of them were as difficult as this kid.

"Blue Water!" Xiao Chen's attack came again. Destruction, killing. Xiao Chen's whole body was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were cloudy, like bloody rainbows.

"Stop, kid, if you do this again, your body will collapse and die!" Zhao Ji, who saw it clearly, once again defused Xiao Chen's offensive and sneered. In his anger, he didn't notice that Xiao Chen's black hair was slowly turning gray, and his originally smooth skin was wrinkled and shriveled.

"Blue Water!" But Xiao Chen's attack not only did not stop at all, but became more and more violent.

"Ride the wind and waves!" Zhao Ji raised his wolf hair again. 'Boom. There was a loud bang. Zhao Ji never expected that the power of the other party's frenzy this time was so fierce that it had begun to surpass his own strength.

The raging arrows finally penetrated Zhao Ji's defenses. "Bastard!" Zhao Ji straightened up with difficulty, but at this moment, above Xiao Chen's right hand, a strange light rose again. Colorful rays of light crisscrossed each other, and finally converged into a huge net, firmly binding Zhao Ji.

"Peng!" Xiao Chen also fell at this time. And at this moment, something even stranger happened, and countless mottled, star-like objects appeared from Zhao Ji's body.

"No!" With the loss of stars, Zhao Ji let out an extremely painful cry, and his figure shrouded in the giant net became lighter and lighter. However, since absorbing the starlight, Xiao Chen's beard and body have returned to normal color again at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.