The sky was getting brighter, and a ray of sunlight finally rose in the night, illuminating the devastated Imperial City of Great Xia.

Roosters crow in the fields, and morning comes.

The morning light shone into the capital, countless yellow paper thunder talismans burned into ashes, and the breeze blew and scattered in all corners, without a trace, everything returned to calm, everyone hoped that everything that happened last night was just a nightmare, but seeing the shattered palace walls, and the forbidden army with heavy casualties, the shadow in people's minds still lingered.

"Oh my God! This king's palace is all over! ”

"How much does it cost!"

Early in the morning, a crying father and mother's voice sounded.

People can't imagine that in such a dignified and solemn place, there will be people who will cry out miserably.

After dawn, Yan Wang Yu Yunping looked at the Golden Dragon Hall in front of him, which had become a ruin, and only the ruins of the pavilion garden remained, feeling that he had suffered 10,000 blows, and his heart couldn't stop trembling, silver! It's all silver! Silver with white flowers!

The Golden Dragon Hall, which represents the political center of Great Xia, has completely collapsed, and only a broken dragon chair can be vaguely seen in the ruins, and there is a shoe print on it, people will not know who stepped on it, anyway, this dragon chair must not be able to sit on, and must be made again.

Yan Wang Yu Yunping stared blankly around, how to look at how distressed, if you can't see what the palace has been destroyed in the middle of the night, you can only hear the sound of a piece of collapse, after dawn, see it clearly!

He was half-kneeling, clutching the rubble fragments on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

The Golden Dragon Palace, gone.

The Palace of Nourishing Hearts is gone.

The important halls are gone!

That raven protector, even the Jindan powerhouse of the Immortal Gate can't help him!

"Your Highness, fortunately, the coffin of the former emperor is still there."

The Tsing Yi strategist led the remaining forbidden troops to investigate one by one, and finally came to the result, reporting.

Yan Wang Yu Yunping waved his hand, thinking, where can the coffin compare to these glazed crystal tiles, the jade pillar of the Qiongdian Palace.

But on second thought.

My father is dead, haven't I cried yet?

"O my father! What a miserable death you had! ”

"Damn the Raven Sect, this king and you don't share the sky!"

Yu Yunping, the king of Yan, immediately ran to the coffin carried by the forbidden army, howling and crying, grief-stricken, miserable, hated the Raven Sect in his mouth, and clamored to avenge his father.

In fact, what he was even more distressed in his heart was how much it cost to hold a funeral!

Yu Yunping was still crying here, but a team of forbidden soldiers came to the side, and a handsome young man was dragged over, with his eyes closed and his face pale.

"Report! A corpse was found, and it was confirmed that it was King Qin! ”

After listening to the report, Yu Yunping was stunned for a moment, and then pounced on the other party, snot, and tears began to cry.

"My dear brother! Why are you like this, damn Raven Protector! ”

King Yan was crying here, and the forbidden troops around him, the palace maids and eunuchs who served, and the strategists in Tsing Yi lowered their heads and showed no other performance, just watching him cry.

I don't know, I really think these two brothers are in harmony.

Poor Qin King Yu Shihuang, on the surface of the horse all his life, wanted to prove himself, but in turn was calculated, last night in the chaos, was sealed and cultivated, and no one to protect, wanted to escape, but was affected by the battle in the sky, crushed to death by the collapsed palace wall, the eldest son of the dignified grandson, but such an end.

"Your Highness, the enthronement ceremony will begin soon."

Seeing that His Royal Highness King Yan was still crying, the Tsing Yi strategist glanced at the sun and reminded in a low voice.

Only then did Yu Yunping stand up, choked up and explained: "So that the bodies of my father and brother can be placed, and they will be buried after ascending the throne." ”

Then he took a step and ascended the throne.

Yu Yunping walked out of the imperial city and came to the city, his crying suddenly stopped, and he pinched his eyes and rubbed his face tiredly.

At this time, the Tsing Yi strategist on the side couldn't help but wonder: "Your Highness, this matter may not have been done by the Raven Sect, right?" ”

Yu Yunping stared at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Does this matter?" ”

"This matter must find a culprit and give an explanation to all the people in the world!"

Above the Tianwu Gate of the Imperial City.

Yu Yunping looked at the ministers of civil and military affairs who were coerced by the forbidden army below, as well as the people of the capital who were gradually showing their heads, and the whole person was in a much better mood.

Under the witness of the Zongren Mansion, as well as the emperor's relatives and relatives, civil and military officials, the enthronement ceremony was held normally, but the material conditions were a little shabby, but there should still be a number of etiquette.

A full hour passed before the enthronement ceremony ended.

And at the moment of the end.

A huge dragon shadow appeared above the imperial capital of Great Xia, roaring in the sky, between the clouds and mist, the antlers and dragon whiskers, but compared to the majestic red-eyed golden dragon on Yu Daocheng's body before, the volume was much smaller, and it was a skinny appearance.

The shadow of the Dome Dragon is hidden above the palace, guarding the fortunes of the country.

Of course, ordinary people can't hear the sound of this dragon, but Yin Nanyu in the dead tree compound in the capital seems to feel something.

The statue of the Raven Fairy in front of her shone slightly, and her eyes narrowed towards the sky.

"Short-lived dragons, but Err."

Far away in an inn thousands of miles away from the capital.

Zhao Huai sat on the bed and recuperated.

When he was fighting with Xu Muchen, he filled up a sword, but found that he couldn't kill the young man in the robe, and the true yuan spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted.

If you don't win, you can't stack up on a single ride, and Zhenyuan can't recover.

If he continued to fight, he would definitely lose, so he simply retreated, anyway, the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and there was no need to stay for a long time.

After leaving the capital, Zhao Huai's spiritual power accumulated by thousands of enemies was gone, and the spiritual light and mana were quietly dispersed.

At the end of the battle, the momentum dissipated, and the momentum on his body could not be retained after all.

The cultivation of the superposition of the killing sword life grid is always not one's own, it can only be temporarily improved, and only the power of one's own cultivation can be down-to-earth.

Even so, this trip to the capital has also made him gain a lot.

There are many insights brought by cultivation and climbing, including cultivation and spirituality, among which the kendo one touched him the most.

Last night, there were two swords that attracted the attention of the world, one sword was named Guanri, and the other sword, he named it Pressing Dragon.

The vision of the scorching sun in the sky faintly touched the path of Jindan.

The dragon pressure is derived from the destiny of the dragon's destiny, a sword celestial, a dragon press, containing thousands of momentum, quite powerful sword.

Among them, the [Swordsman] has also been significantly improved.

Originally, the sword cultivation essence in the body was only the thickness of chopsticks, but now after swinging these two swords, it actually rose to the width of a fist.

Don't look at the appearance that hasn't changed much, the actual power is all inside.

Only after using it did I know, to use an analogy, Zhao Huai originally felt that the power of his sword move was only as high as his chest, and after using the sword cultivation essence, it rose a full step and reached the roof.

[Swordsman] can increase the power of each sword, allowing him to face enemies with ease, and raising the upper limit of kendo.

ps: No accident there is another chapter.,Report the results.,The first order is eight hundred.,These days it should be able to reach a thousand.,It's about the same as I expected.,Keep writing hard.,The only thing that's strange is that the first order of the first chapter is not as high as the fifth chapter.,It's more than a hundred miles away.,Anyway, I didn't figure it out.。