With the help of the guidance of the osmanthus tree, when Lin Qi killed the Venerable Duowen with the help of the divine power of the day and the dark sky, Ying Zheng was walking slowly in a spotless underground tunnel.

Wearing a blood-colored robe, Ying Zheng squinted, and his expression was very strange.

Just now, in order to deter the many clergy in the upper courtyard of the Heavenly Temple, Ying Zheng directly set off a large hall in the imperial city and smashed out of Shuangyang Red Dragon City. But what I didn't expect was that Miaowen actually had such a means, and he went into the hall with one sleeve, and there was a faint tendency to take action in person.

Helplessly, Ying Zheng could only let Zhao Lu take those loyal old eunuchs out of the city to face the battle, at least for the time being, he could not let the people of the Heavenly Temple directly intervene in the war in the city. As for the rebels in the city, Ying Zheng didn't worry much about him devouring Ying Zhi's soul, and from his memory, he knew the means of winning the victory, but that's all.

And the current Taiwei Lingding Army of the Blood Thai Empire is a capable general who wins wrestling and pulls it out, whether it is strength, combat experience or even prestige in the army, it has overwhelmed Yingsheng by a large margin, with the Lingding Army in charge, it is not so easy to win the victory and want to turn the sky upside down.

As long as the group of bald people in the Heavenly Temple don't get involved, the Lingding Army will definitely make winning and losing ugly.

"Hmph, Heavenly Temple!" Ying Zheng walked slowly in this downward spiral road with his hands behind his back. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but each step swept forward dozens of feet away, so the speed of descent was extremely fast. He muttered in a low voice: "Heavenly Temple, sooner or later, one day, I will be the army of the country and kill you all!"

Squinting his eyes, Ying Zheng cursed in a low voice: "My sons, all of them are stupid! Tianmiao, Tianmiao, just like this, the ancestor is on the head? Hey, hehe, he actually sent troops to help defend the people of the Miluo Divine Sect! It's really stupid to the extreme, we should open the country and let the Miluo Divine Sect enter the Blood Thai Empire! The two groups of gods fight to the death, and my Blood Tai can be left and right, and I can make a profit!" Taking a deep breath, Ying Zheng laughed coldly: " However, although my son is a little stupid, but I have returned, and the good days of the Heavenly Temple should come to an end! ”

For an emperor, having such a high-ranking and dominant religious force in his territory, and only such a huge religious force, is undoubtedly extremely detrimental to the imperial power. Introducing the Miluo Divine Cult and letting them fight to the death with the Heavenly Temple is in line with the intention of winning the government. If the Miluo Divine Sect was not the opponent of the Heavenly Temple, then Ying Zheng wouldn't mind hooking up with the group of undead god sticks on the Necromantic Continent as well.

If after the undead god stick joined, he was not the opponent of the bald people of the Heavenly Temple, then the elf continent and the goblin continent, especially those fanatical elven priests in the elf continent, Ying Zheng didn't mind fighting with them secretly and a religious force, and beating a corpse all over the field, the imperial power of the Blood Thai Empire could truly be a thousand generations, and it was an iron bucket.

After walking along this spiraling downward road for a full hour, at least dozens of miles deep into the ground, the road suddenly came to an end, and in front of it was a huge metal gate. There are two huge ghost heads carved on the left and right on the pure gold gate with a height of 100 meters, and twelve statues of pure gold warriors stand in front of the door.

Ying Zheng strode to the door, and then with all his strength, he slowly pushed open the two heavy, white ice-wrapped doors.

Behind the door, there is a vast space. This is an underground palace with a length and width of nearly 100 miles, and I really don't know how much national strength it cost the Bloody Thai Empire to build such an incredibly large underground palace.

The dungeon is high, and the star map of Zhou Tian is inlaid with countless night pearls above, which is not the star map seen at night on the ground now, but the real ancient star map inherited from ancient times. In the night sky now, countless large and small meteorites are hanging high, although these large and small meteorites are magnificent and dazzling at night, but people nowadays can no longer see the stars in the real sense.

So this ancient star map is very rare, I really don't know where Yingzheng got this star map.

What's even more surprising is that in the middle of this star map, there is a bright moon hanging high!

'The moon, this word, in the world nowadays, not many people know it, but the people who can know the word 'moon, are all those old scholars who are buried in the pile of old papers and delve into the classics, and what they have researched, no one is really interested in in the world today.

But in the sky above this dungeon, a bright moon hangs high, and the blue and white moonlight illuminates the huge dungeon as bright as day, and the moonlight is extremely cold, and the naked eye can see a trace of cold air constantly seeping out of that round of bright moon. The biting cold air is overflowing, but this cold air contains an extremely large amount of pure energy, which can be directly absorbed by the **.

The ground of the underground palace is a map of the rivers and mountains piled up with pearls and jade, various magic gems and magic crystals, and the underground palace with a length and width of nearly 100 miles is a huge catalogue of the rivers and mountains when the blood Thai Empire was founded.

This map of rivers and mountains contains mysteries, and together with the stars and moons in the sky, they form a huge and mysterious magic circle. This magic circle in the dungeon is the core of the city defense in the true sense of the entire Shuangyang Red Dragon City, and all the city defense circles are finally connected here.

On weekdays, when the city defense circle was not opened, those huge magic circles covering a radius of hundreds of miles were still running silently, constantly extracting all kinds of natural energy between heaven and earth. All the energy was transmitted to this underground palace through the energy nodes between the guò magic arrays, and the "Sheji Diagram and the Star and Moon Diagram" of the Guò Mountain, and finally all converged in that round of bright moon.

The complex and changeable elemental energy of heaven and earth was transformed into blue-white moonlight by that round of bright moonlight, and gradually emitted with a biting cold air, covering the entire underground palace with a thick layer of white ice, just like the ironclad warriors in this underground palace, who were standing like statues!

In the huge underground palace, a neat phalanx of one million people stood there with an almost solidified iron-blooded aura. One million ironclad warriors with thick iron armor around their bodies, two transparent dark crystals around their eyes, thick iron gloves on their fingers, and no skin and flesh exposed on their bodies, just stood there neatly.

White ice covered their bodies, and the cold breath went in and out of their bodies, refining the bodies of these warriors over and over again. They don't think about it, they don't move, they stand quietly like statues, their bodies have become incomparably powerful under the tempering of the cold air of the moonlight.

Since the founding of the Blood Thai Empire, among the hundreds of millions of soldiers who followed the victory to conquer the Quartet, one million people were carefully selected, put on the magic armor specially tailored for them, and one million soldiers quietly left the army and entered this underground palace located in the underground of Shuangyang Red Dragon City.

They were all the most elite soldiers of the Blood Thai Empire when it was founded, and when they entered the underground palace, their weakest ones had high-level strength. After at least 10,000 years of tempering by moonlight and cold air, their strength has soared to an astonishing level. The weakest and most ordinary soldiers all possessed the strength of the peak of the Heavenly Rank, and those officers and generals in the army, there were even a large number of Saint Realm powerhouses among them.

In the middle of this 100,000-person phalanx, a coffin made of 3,000 mouths of ice was quietly suspended in the air.

Directly above these 3,000 coffins was the bright moon! Half of the cold air and moonlight of the entire underground palace were poured on these 3,000 Xuanbing coffins. Pang Tian's breath continued to spread from those coffins, condensing into a faint blood-colored cloud, which floated in the air.

In the past, Yingzheng opened up the foundation of the huge blood Thai empire, and he had hundreds of millions of soldiers under his command, and tens of thousands of the top talents at that time were gathered around him. Top strategists, invincible generals, these top romantic figures assisted in winning the government, and finally opened up the Eastern Continent, a dynasty that has been unified for 10,000 years.

And among the tens of thousands of top strategists and fierce generals, the three thousand hardcore henchmen who were desperate for themselves were finally singled out! These 3,000 people were either extremely intelligent and proficient in all kinds of occult techniques, or they were powerful and entered the realm of enlightened people as early as that year.

These 3,000 loyal courtiers, within a hundred years after winning the throne, either pretended to die of illness, or resigned from their official positions and lived in seclusion, or abandoned their wives and children to travel the world, in short, they used various excuses to escape the sight of the world, and gradually gathered in this underground palace.

This underground palace is transformed from an ancient ruin that Ying Zheng found back then, and this round of bright moon is the secret treasure that Ying Zheng found from it.

With the help of this bright moon, with the help of this incredible formation arrangement, three thousand heavy ministers, and millions of male soldiers, they have not aged half a cent in these ten thousand years, but because of the tempering of the cold qi of the moon, they have become stronger and stronger, and they have become countless stronger than when they were in their heyday.

"I promised you!"

"I said I would be back!"

"I don't grow old and don't die, I don't die the emperor of Thailand!"

"I, win the government, I should lead you to conquer this world, and trample all the so-called gods under your feet!"

"I will lead you to the highest throne in this world, I should be the emperor of the world, and you should share the world with me!"

Raising his hands high, Ying Zheng looked up to the sky with great fanaticism and shouted: "My most loyal courtiers, my most heroic and invincible warriors, all of you, wake up to me!"

'Wake up...... ，

'Wake up...... ，

'Wake up...... ，

In the huge underground palace, the cries of winning the government kept echoing.

An iron-blooded breath erupted from the top of Ying Zheng's head, condensing into a seal base entwined with nine dragons, and slammed heavily on the bright moon.

Click, in the middle of the sound, the white ice on the body of the million male soldiers suddenly burst into countless cracks, and the coffin made of three thousand mouths of Xuan Ice also collapsed.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a cold, hoarse, but incomparably fanatical cheer from the dungeon, with monstrous murderous intent.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"My emperor should be the unification of the eight wildernesses, and he is the co-master of all races in the world!"