At the same time that the combined forces of Great Xia, Daqian, Chen and Northern Qi attacked Beimang, the tomb of Emperor Daqian.

Emperor Qianhuang sat in front of the imperial mausoleum, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At this point, Lin Yiqiu, an imposter and a fake eunuch, has completely and completely controlled Daqian, and even a Bodhisattva should be angry.

Besides, he is not an immortal yet, in addition to cultivating, he also likes to play intrigue and trickery, that is, power schemes.

But now, his own dignified emperor will be replaced by a character who came out of nowhere, and he is extremely angry!

"Sacrificing your imperial luck to the Imperial Tomb in exchange for the Imperial Tomb's strong people being free to set foot in the outside world is your last hope, are you sure you want to do this?

By doing so, you will have the same shell as before, but you will become a puppet yourself."

At this time, the person in charge of the imperial mausoleum in front of Emperor Qianhuang said in a hoarse voice.

His voice was like it came from hell, it was very harsh and very uncomfortable.

But his words made the Qianhuang's eyes burst with fine light, and he nodded:

"I do!"

In exchange for his imperial luck in exchange for the people in the imperial tomb to invade the world and kill Lin Yiqiu, this is his last chance, and he should grasp it.

As an emperor, he thought that he could easily handle this sharp sword, but he didn't expect the other party to advance too quickly, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Now he no longer has the ability to kill and dispose of the other party, so he can only ask the people of the Imperial Tomb to make a move.

"Okay, that's it, I'll absorb your luck later, so you're running out of time now, can you think of your heir to the throne?"

Hearing this, the breath in the eyes of the person in charge of the Imperial Mausoleum was light and light, without any emotional fluctuations, and he still said calmly.

"Heir to the Throne ......"

Hearing these five words, Emperor Qian's thoughts were complicated, and the forms and appearances of Xia Ruobing, Xia Xueqing and Xia Hanshuang's three daughters appeared in his mind.

The former appearances, glances and smiles of the three daughters all appeared in his mind, making him inexplicably in a trance.

After that, I thought of the queen, Wan Ji'er, and his cousin.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to write three words on the ground.

These three words are the successors of the future Emperor Daqian selected in his heart.

"Okay, since the heir to the throne in your heart has been chosen, when you kill that rebellious minister and thief, our Imperial Tomb should support the person you chose to ascend to the throne, no matter who it is, it will be difficult to shake her position, you can rest assured!"

With his eyes sweeping over the three words on the ground, the person in charge of the Imperial Mausoleum said.

"Hmm!"

The Emperor didn't say anything more, nodded, his eyes closed slightly, and pictures began to appear in his mind.

Storms always come after dawn.

He knew that at this time, not only the frontier and the imperial dynasty of Beimang were facing the brilliance of wind and rain.

And the capital division and the imperial city of Daqian will not be very calm.

After all, it was not only himself and the Imperial Tomb who wanted the imposter to die.

There are also the top forces in the Western Regions, Southern Xinjiang, Northern Wilderness, Treasure Pavilion and other major worlds.

Even if he was a half-step martial saint, it would be difficult for him to withstand the coercion and killing of so many top forces.

The night is pitch black, and the killing machine is like a sad autumn wind, constantly emerging.

Night, Treasure Chamber.

"Pavilion Master, that regent has advanced to the half-step Martial Saint realm, and has the intention of making a move against my Treasure Pavilion, how will my Treasure Pavilion deal with it?"

At this time, a woman said to a man in red sitting on a skull chair.

The man in red looked gloomy, drinking a glass of blood wine, and his whole posture was creepy.

And his handwriting is different from ordinary people's slenderness, and the whole person can be called a red-haired weirdo.

At this time, when he heard the woman's return, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he slowly spit out two words:

"Kill!"

As the word burst out of his mouth, thunder and lightning suddenly sounded above the sky

, like a thunderbolt tearing through the void on a sunny day, making the black night even more bleak!

"Okay, my subordinates will arrange it, but this is really not simple, the last time the Great Xia Ghost Shuai asked him to help, Emperor Xia came to help.

Later, the ancestor of the Wu family's sword mound appeared to protect the Dharma for him, and even slashed the Wentian Sword Pavilion with a sword, shocking the rivers and lakes.

And in the battle of the Holy Domain, there was an immortal dragon to protect the Dharma for him, causing Li Wentian, the pavilion master of the Wentian Sword Pavilion, to disappear.

And now I don't know if he has any other background, in case my Treasure Pavilion attacks him and alarms a certain master next to him, then I am afraid that it will be quite unfavorable to my Treasure Pavilion!" Z.br>

Hearing the man's words, the woman was stunned at first, and then said cautiously.

Although she is the right-hand man of the Pavilion Master, she has always been afraid and awe-inspiring of this extremely mysterious Pavilion Master.

Because she knew that this cultivator was strong and cruel, and he had already reached the point where he was not human.

If you offend this person, your own blood will most likely become the "wine" in his cup.

"You can rest assured that my Treasure Pavilion has been in the Treasure Pavilion for thousands of years, how can its essence be known to those ordinary people?

Not to mention anything else, counting together with this seat, my Treasure Pavilion alone has three half-step martial saints, who still has such a background?

In addition, counting the time, the ancestor is also about to return, and when the ancestor returns, let alone a mere impostor, the whole world can be overturned!"

The killing intent in his eyes slowly converged, and the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion said.

"Ancestor? Pavilion Master, my subordinates have heard the Pavilion Master mention the Ancestor many times, so isn't the Ancestor's cultivation still above the Pavilion Master?"

Hearing the pavilion master's words, the woman hesitated slightly, and then asked cautiously.

And her words and heart are full of shock.

You must know that the pavilion master is already a half-step martial saint, and in the eyes of the outside world, such an identity realm should be an invincible existence.

But when he mentioned the ancestor, he was in awe, which means that the ancestor's martial arts are even higher than him.

And in today's world, apart from the Martial Realm Sage, who has a martial power above the half-step supreme?

The Martial Realm Sage, but an existence that has not appeared for thousands of years, exists entirely in mythology.

Those who were rumored to be sanctified before were only half-step martial saints or pseudo-martial saints in the end!

"That's right, as you expected, the Founding Pavilion Ancestor of our Treasure Pavilion is a true Martial Realm Sage, and the only Martial Realm Sage in this heaven and earth!

Under the Martial Saint, all demons, Xiaoxiao, and imperial power will be scattered, so you can boldly send someone to attack, and you don't need to worry about that person's counter-killing and revenge!"

Nodding, the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion said word by word, and said endlessly.

And when he said this, the thunder and lightning above the heavenly dome rose again, and there was a chaotic state of thunder and lightning that filled the heavenly dome, which was extremely terrifying, and it was obviously caused by the master of the Treasure Pavilion who had violated the heavenly machine.

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Immediately, the woman responded in awe, and then withdrew from the place.

Once such an invincible existence as a Martial Realm Sage descends, it is true that all troubles are not troubles.

Therefore, on the side of the Treasure Pavilion, it is indeed possible to enter the Great Qian Palace and kill that person with the power of the nest.