The next day, before dawn, Yang Xin grabbed Wang Zhen, put on a nano steel suit, and in Wang Zhen's astonishment and shouting, he rose to the sky and went straight to the Ming Jingshi.

The speed of the steel suit was very fast, and it could have been faster, but Yang Xin was afraid that Wang Zhen in his hand would die or be seriously injured if he couldn't stand the unprotected high school flight, so he reduced his flight speed, and it took him less than an hour to fly from Huashan to the capital division of Daming.

Yang Xin did not fall from the sky, but used ninjutsu to gather sand into clouds and stand on top of the immortal clouds. Yang Xin could have flown but Wang Xin in his hand couldn't fly, so he simply used ninjutsu to condense into a fairy cloud, and the two stood on top of the cloud.

The two of them stood straight on top of the fairy clouds, Yang Xin took a step forward, all kinds of ninjutsu moved as he wished, and the clouds and mist in the sky began to move with his own thoughts, and all the thousands of miles of floating clouds were shaped into immortal palace cloud halls, true dragons and phoenixes.....

Yang Xin's huge figure appeared in the air, covering the sky and the sun. At the same time, he also completely let go of his momentum, Yang Xin's strength is extremely strong at this time, if according to Marvel's strength setting, Yang Xin's strength at this time is Heavenly Father level, to put it simply, Yang Xin is a copy of the Supreme Mage Gu Yi, the Supreme Mage Gu Yi will be, and the Supreme Mage Gu Yi will not be able to ......

Yang Xin no longer restrained his momentum, and completely showed his strength to everyone, and the coercion of the strong man overwhelmed everyone below.

The real dragon soaring, the phoenix flying, the cloud top of the fairy palace, the huge law phase, and the vast momentum all show that this person is not human, since it is not human, then there is no doubt that it is the flow of immortals!

Therefore, all the people of Jingshi knelt on the ground and prayed loudly.

Such a huge vision naturally did not hide from the Ming Emperor and the ministers in the Forbidden City, because Yang Xin was going to them, and Yang Xin's coercion was mainly against them, in the Forbidden City, the eyes of the Ming Emperor and the ministers were full of horror, and they trembled and almost wanted to escape.

If it weren't for the hidden in the Forbidden City, those old eunuchs who had cultivated the "Sunflower Treasure Book" to the deepest level secretly told the emperor that there was one person in the clouds who was Wang Zhen, the master of ceremonies, and the Ming Emperor might have knelt down long ago. As for the desperate, non-existent, this is the world of martial arts, not the world of Xianxia, I have heard of the innate masters, but I have not seen the real immortals and Buddhas......

Yang Xin's battle frightened everyone a lot.

"The son is silent, and the strange power is confused!" One of the officials in the crowd shouted hysterically.

Yang Xin glanced over, only to see the man "wow~", spit out a mouthful of blood, convulsed twice, and fell to the ground panting......

Yang Xin just looked over with a glance and used the power of his mind, but only a trace of it, otherwise the official would not have fallen to the ground and been severely injured, but fell to the ground and died.

"Where is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" The majestic sound of heaven was heard......

Before taking a breath, Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty saw that the immortal in the clouds killed an official with one look, and he was already frightened into a cold sweat, and deeply understood a sentence: "Divine grace is like the sea, and divine power is like prison!" "Shen's grace didn't see it, but Shenwei did, but Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen didn't dare to make the slightest noise.

At this time, when he heard the sound of the immortals, he was almost frightened and fell to the ground, and he could only barely walk out of the palace tremblingly with the support of the attendants.

"The Son of Heaven on Earth, meet the heavenly immortals." Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty is the emperor of a country, the supreme of the Ninety-Five, and the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, has a trace of unruly blood and blood, and he has stabilized his identity as the Son of Heaven.

"Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh~" Four figures flew out of the palace, firmly protecting the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen in the middle, and these four people were the only few old eunuchs who had cultivated the "Sunflower Treasure Book" to the depth.

The Heavenly Immortal Palace Cloud Hall had layers of cloud ladders, which spread one after another, and finally spread to the three-foot void in front of the Great Song Dynasty's official family. Yang Xin was dressed in white, his clothes were fluttering, and he deliberately used the cold appearance of Nick Fury, which he obtained from the Marvel world, and his ethereal and indifferent temperament made people dare not despise it.

Wang Zhen, the master of ceremonies behind Yang Xin, was extremely embarrassed, it was not appropriate to stand, and it was not appropriate to kneel, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to faint on the clouds.

"The Son of Heaven here, the Son of Bullshit!" Yang Xin suddenly shouted.

Yang Xin's shouting was like a thunderbolt from the sky, exploding in everyone's ears. Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty was crumbling, only to see that he was holding back the fear in his heart, biting his teeth alive, biting his mouth full of blood, and roaring wildly: "Shangxian An dares to deceive!" ”

Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty regretted it after roaring, the previous thing of the people in the clouds "staring at whoever died" was still vivid, and now if the other party glared at him...... Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

Yang Xin's eyes did come, but it was not the kind of "staring at who is dead", but with a little appreciative look, "Yes, there is still some arrogance, Da Ming, it is worthy of being the most righteous country in the founding of the country, don't call yourself the Son of Heaven in the future, change your name to the Emperor of People!" ”

"Why?!" Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty asked subconsciously, and at the same time thought to himself, what is the difference between the Son of Heaven and the Emperor of People, aren't they both the Ninth Five-Year Supreme?

"Since Pangu opened the world, after Nuwa created people, the three emperors ruled the world, the five emperors Dinglun, Yao Shun Chanrang, Dayu ruled the water, Xia Qi opened the country, Shang Tang Dynasty Xia, King Wu cut down, Yin Shang destroyed the country, since then, no one has an emperor after Di Xin, I am the protagonist of heaven and earth for the human race, how can I bow to the flow of immortals and Buddhas? Why did we Pangu Orthodox bow down to the left side of the door?! Yang Xin's voice was like thunder again, exploding in everyone's ears.

"There is no emperor after Di Xin? ......" Emperor Zhu Qizhen muttered, and the ministers present also shook their bodies, if it was someone else, they would definitely be sprayed to the ground, your emperor calls himself the emperor of the people, where is the sage of Kong? But now, the ministers are just thinking about it.

"Look at me!" Yang Xin came to the three-foot void in front of Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty, stretched out his hand, and pointed directly at the eyebrows of Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty.

The four old eunuchs guarding the side of Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty just wanted to make a move, but they were blown away by Yang Xin's eyes condensing the vitality of heaven and earth, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

After blasting away the four sunflower ancestors, Yang Xin's finger was castrated, and he lightly touched the forehead of Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty.

Under one finger, the big dream is thousands of autumns, what year is tonight.

This is the illusion technique of Yang Xinxin's Supreme Mage line, the illusion technique created by it. A dream for a thousand years, red dust washes the heart, as long as the state of mind cultivation or spiritual power does not exceed Yang Xin's, he will be forcibly dragged into this dream technique.

And if you fall into this dream technique, you will either be determined, reincarnate for a hundred lifetimes without breaking, and finally forcibly break through; Either they have a big understanding, see through the red dust, and finally detach themselves; Or Yang Xin tossed enough, and then took the initiative to release it.

However, Emperor Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty obviously failed to meet the first two indicators, and then he began to reincarnate over and over again in the dream reincarnation made by Yang Xin.

Yang Xin first dragged the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen into the illusion of the god list, of course, the dream of this god list is to take the human race as the protagonist, and there is no need to scandalize Western religion, that is, Buddhism, so the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen is angry......

Then Yang Xin created an illusion according to the history of the Ming Dynasty, and evolved all the things in the Ming Dynasty since Xuande ten years later, especially the biggest mistake of the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen in his life, the change of the civil fort, let him reincarnate over and over again, tossing enough, and then the next Ming history, the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen was reincarnated into various strange emperors of the Ming Dynasty in turn......

The reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty is over, and in the end, Yang Xin created a dream of the evolution of Chinese history from the end of the Qing Dynasty to modern China.

This is the way that Yang Xin came up with to transform the Ming Dynasty. Let him dream for five hundred years, through continuous reincarnation, first change his thinking, and then teach him modern scientific knowledge, the current Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen is no longer a native of this world, but a person with modern knowledge and thought, not so much that he is an indigenous emperor, it is better to say that he is a pseudo-traverser who crossed into the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen

Time passed little by little, from mid-day to dusk, Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen finally opened his eyes and raised his head to meet Yang Xin's gaze.

"Do you know?"