Ying Xuan didn't know that strange black shadow appeared behind him.

He didn't see the black shadow coming out of a golden tripod at the end of the hall!

The golden tripod was placed there when this hall was built, and this hall was built for the first time when the Blood Qin Empire was founded. Countless protective formations were densely packed inside and outside the hall, and it was a special secret retreat place for the emperors of the Blood Qin Empire.

Outsiders thought that the emperor of the Blood Qin Empire would cultivate in the Red Dragon Hall with the help of the heaven and earth energy collected by the Imperial City Formation, and only the Blood Qin Emperor himself, as well as a very small number of people, knew that the real cultivation place of the Blood Qin Emperor was here—this Blood Qin Dingding Palace!

The Panlong Pillar in this hall was able to transform the heaven and earth energy absorbed by the Imperial City Protection Array, from ordinary natural elemental energy into the iron-blooded killing and conquering qi required by the Immortal Qin Emperor Chapter 722. Cultivating the Iron Blood Emperor Technique here is faster, and it is protected by a special protective array, so it is safer when cultivating.

Therefore, the Blood Qin Emperors of all dynasties, as long as they are cultivating, must come to this Blood Qin Ding Ding Palace, for countless years, this has formed a tradition, a habit - but the Blood Qin Emperors of all dynasties, no one has ever known that in the pure gold Ding Ding at the end of this Blood Qin Ding Ding Palace, there is actually such a mysterious black shadow hidden.

There is no human form at all, it is just a hazy black shadow like smoke, but it exudes the unique iron-blooded aura of the Iron Blood Emperor Jue, which is flawless and flawless with the Iron Blood Emperor Qi emanating from Ying Xi's body. This black shadow twisted his body happily, carefully absorbing the iron-blooded imperial qi emanating from Ying Yan's body, and his figure gradually condensed and gradually became clear.

After more than an hour, the black shadow turned into a man wearing a black and red emperor's crown robe. A middle-aged man with a square and firm face and five willow whiskers fluttering on his chin. The man was staring. The body is tall and majestic, and he has a good skin, which is a little more like an emperor than the emperor Yingxi.

If Ying Xuan saw this man's figure, he would definitely scream in fright—this man Chapter 722 The Immortal Qin Emperor was born exactly like the true image left by the Emperor Yingzheng, the founding king of the Blood Qin Empire!

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, and five hundred years after the establishment of the iron-blooded empire, Ying Zheng broke through the last dead barrier in retreat, but his vitality burned like fire, and he melted into green smoke. Only seventeen fist-sized fist-sized Iron-Blood Emperor relics were left. So far, these seventeen regiments contain powerful energy of the Iron Blood Emperor Relic, and they are still enshrined in the temple of the Blood Qin Empire.

Ying Xi closed his eyes, indulging in the pleasure of growing strength.

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Zheng coldly, with an inexplicable evil meaning on his face.

"I can't think of it, you kid. There is such a creation!" Ying Zheng gently stroked Ying Yan's shoulder: "Count it up, you are the one hundred and eighth generation grandson of my lineage, this number is very auspicious, your bloodline is also very pure, and your physical body is also more in my eyes, so ......"

Stretching out his right index finger, Ying Zheng poked his finger into the back of Ying's neck vertebrae. Instantly severed the nerves of his spinal cord, and froze the vitality of Ying Xi's whole body with a secret method. Immersed in the endless pleasure, Ying Hui's eyes widened in shock, Rao is osmanthus tree condensed juice contained a powerful calming ingredient that made the soul sleep, but in the face of the threat of death, Ying Xuan still woke up.

"Yes...... Who!" Ying Yan's body stiffened and couldn't move, but he could still speak.

Unprecedented fear was rolling in Ying Xi's heart—the Blood Qin Ding Ding Palace. This is the most secret storage of the Blood Qin Empire, except for a small teleportation array, it is impossible for outsiders to enter here. This place is ten miles underground, and near it is the core area of the city defense array of Shuangyang Red Dragon City, if you want to break through this Blood Qin Ding Ding Palace, you must break through the entire Shuangyang Red Dragon City!

But there was no movement in the teleportation circle, and there was no movement in the surrounding protective circle, and the person who attacked him should have been in the main hall originally.

But there is no one else in the main hall, only Haixi, or a dead man!

A cold breath rushed up from the soles of his feet, and Ying Yang said tremblingly: "Who are you, who are you? ”

Ying Zheng floated in front of Ying Hui, smiled and sat cross-legged in front of Ying Xi a foot away. Although he absorbed a little bit of iron-blooded imperial qi and made his figure much clearer, but if he looked closely, Ying Zheng's body was still hazy, obviously a phantom.

Ying Yan gasped in horror, he looked at Ying Zheng sluggishly, and his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets: "You...... You are...... No...... What kind of demon are you, who dare to pretend to be my Blood Qin Ancestor here? If you don't retreat quickly, you will die and die, and bear the boundless suffering of eternal life!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Hui approvingly: "The breath around the body is sealed, the body is stiff like a dead corpse, panic at first, and then calm down, your qi cultivation kung fu is good, you are worthy of being my descendant!"

Ying Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't speak.

Pointing to the golden tripod at the end of the main hall, Ying Zheng said lightly: "I, the founding emperor of the Blood Qin Empire, Ying Zheng!

With a faint smile, Ying Zheng sighed lightly: "I am in that golden tripod, occasionally waking up, watching your descendants for generations, going in and out here, watching you cultivate hard here, watching you explode and die one by one! Hey, one hundred and eight generations of descendants, the strongest one, survived the fifteenth level, but unfortunately still exploded and died!"

Pointing at Yingxi, Ying Zheng said indifferently: "You are very lucky, you actually only encountered the first level before the peak of the Holy Master." It's a pity, in the second level, you can't control the surging vitality and almost explode. It's not that you have this great creation, you will be the worst emperor of the Blood Qin Empire in the past dynasties, and you will explode and die at the second level, which is really embarrassing. ”

"You, what do you want to do!" Ying Zheng stared at Ying Zheng deadly, even though he had firmly believed that this ghostly existence was his ancestor, but his words were not polite at all. He vaguely guessed Yingzheng's intentions, and he was now quickly thinking about how to deal with it.

Ying Zheng smiled very happily, and he smiled brightly: "This, haven't you just come out? You can actually get such a divine object, contain such a powerful innate biochemical qi, and actually help you survive the eighteen levels in just two days! From now on, you will no longer have the slightest hindrance in cultivating the Iron Blood Emperor Technique, even if you become a god in one step, it is not impossible!"

Leaning forward slightly, Ying Zheng said coldly with that hint of evil smile: "I, I just want to try the taste of becoming a god! Today, the fall of the gods, the fall of the deep sleep, if I can be a god, when I am immortal, when I can conquer the Quartet, when I dominate the world, when I should be the co-lord of the world! This meritorious work for thousands of generations is enough to make my name pass on forever!"

A cold sweat slowly dripped down Ying Yan's forehead, and he looked at Ying Zheng and said coldly: "Let the Blood Qin Empire sweep across the eight directions and dominate the world, I will not let this matter go!"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "If you let it or not, you have to let it." Because, I want to be the first person to unify the Eight Desolations since ancient times! When I was a citizen of the wilderness in the past, I once learned from a stranger that in the ancient era before the primeval times, there was a great emperor named Yingzheng, who once established a great Qin Dynasty, once unified all countries, and came from all directions!"

Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng stared at the colorless Ying Hui and sneered: "I, I want to try that taste." I want to be stronger than the ancient emperor, greater than him, he just wants all the countries to come to the court, but I want to let the eight directions **, only my blood Qin one country!"

Ying Yan said with difficulty: "You, you're dead, so ......"

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed madly, he leaned forward and leaned back with laughter and pointed at Ying Hui and said: "Die? How can I die? I die and my soul remains, I am immortal, I am immortal and immortal, I am the immortal Qin Emperor Yingzheng! I have the inheritance of the Penglai alien, I am the real immortal and immortal!"

Ying Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Zheng, he roared: "Is there an immortal in the world?"

Ying Zheng stood up proudly, he put his hands behind his back, and said with a cold smile: "Is there an immortal and immortal person in the world? I, isn't it right in front of you? In the primeval times, the emperor of the name Ying Zheng once wanted to visit Penglai and find the mystery of immortality, but unfortunately, he failed, and I succeeded! So I am the real Ying Zheng, I am the real immortal Qin Emperor, I am the master of the heavens and the earth, and this red dust and all beings!"

When Ying Zheng roared, a crazy thunderbolt suddenly flashed over Shuangyang Red Dragon City on the ground, and the thunder that stretched for thousands of miles tore through the clouds, and the heavy rain poured down wildly. In the entire Shuangyang Red Dragon City, only a small courtyard was silent, and even the raindrops falling on it were stagnant.

"Win Hui, my one hundred and eighth grandson, I will make good use of your body!"

"I'm going to use your body well and carefully. Of course, there are many, many things that I haven't tasted in years, and I want to enjoy them...... Alcoholic beauties, those peerless bewitching panting and moaning...... I can't wait!"

With a maniacal laugh, Ying Zheng turned behind Ying Chen, turning into an extremely thin black streamer and spilling into the pierced wound on the back of his neck.

Ying Yan let out an earth-shattering howl, and after just a cup of tea, his complexion suddenly moved, and then showed a strange evil smile: "Nice body...... Well, the queen is too old, and the concubines are too stupid...... Let's change it. None of these princes are obedient, what is the use of coming? But this Lin Qi is a bit interesting? Good at discerning different treasures, this is a very useful talent!"

A quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng, who was wearing a black dragon robe, walked out of the imperial city slowly, and walked slowly to the Heavenly Temple step by step. Eighteen drops of sap were absorbed by him cleanly, and his cultivation had already stabilized at the level of the Enlightener's high level.

The pouring rain was whistling, and Ying Zheng walked in the rainy night with his hands behind his back, as if he had returned to a long, long time ago. (To be continued)!!