The crystal clear petals shimmer with a faint fluorescence, which looks very weird.

Cold, Ye Chen put away the petals without a trace, and raised his eyes to look at the illusory door in the sky.

The huge illusory gate seems to have existed in ancient times, filled with the atmosphere of vicissitudes.

On the towering chariot, countless Qin courtiers and soldiers were ready to move.

The sword tomb of the princes, in which the remains of the sons are buried, as well as the inheritance of the sons.

If you inherit the inheritance of your sons, you are fortunate enough to be proud of Tiangang.

The crown prince sighed suddenly, he knew that after today's news spread, countless Tiangang martial artists would definitely gather here.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the expressionless Ye Chen, the prince said softly, "You don't go in?"

"What about you?" Ye Chen asked rhetorically, whether it was the inheritance of the sons or the opportunity for detachment, this was undoubtedly fatal to a martial artist.

"Someone has to stay and take care of the mess!" said the prince, shaking his head.

"Yingzheng has promised the Emperors, and the Iron Cavalry of the Qin State will no longer send troops to attack the countries!" Ye Chen said with deep meaning.

Hearing this, the prince asked rhetorically: "In Tiangang, apart from the Qin State Iron Cavalry, is there no other force?"

Speaking of this, the prince also chuckled: "In such a short period of time, the Blood Prison Army has occupied the entire Great Qian Empire, tsk, the strength of the Blood Prison Iron Cavalry is no less than that of the Qin State Iron Cavalry, and even the Moon God Battalion in it is already comparable to the Terracotta Army of the Qin State!"

Ye Chen knew that the movements of the Blood Prison Army in Tiangang might be able to hide from the countries, but it couldn't hide it from the prince, "The countless baptisms of war have made the Blood Prison Army complete the most gorgeous transformation!"

The prince looked at Hu Hai and Zhao Gao in the sky without a trace, and a look of inexplicability flashed in his dark eyes: "Five generations, Tiangang is no longer the Tiangang of the past, and Daqin is not the Daqin of the past!"

"Honors, the time when Guiguzi and the others are not in Tiangang is the only opportunity for the Martial God!"

Eyes sparkling. Ye Chen looked at each other for a few breaths and nodded slightly, he knew that the prince's words were in his words, in the past, when Yingzheng did not appear, although the Qin Emperor was Hu Hai, the army of the Qin State was in the hands of the prince.

And now, Yingzheng has appeared, and the Qin State is no longer under the control of the crown prince.

Maybe one day. The State of Qin, like the current kingdoms, stood on the opposite side of the Martial God.

And now, the period when Zhuzun and Yingzheng went to the Sword Tomb was the best time for the Martial God to sweep the kingdoms.

"Maybe in the future, you and I still have a game of chess to play?" Ye Chen turned around, looked at the chessboard around him, and sighed suddenly.

"Heaven gives me a pair of black eyes, and I will use these eyes to find the dawn of the Martial God in this dark world!" The fair-skinned woman's right hand gently covered her right eye. The prince said in a firm tone.

With a faint glow in his dark eyes, the prince turned around, grabbed the wine jug in his hand, and walked straight towards the sky.

"I will secretly incite the rest of Tiangang's forces to launch an offensive against the Three Kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, and Chu. As for Han, Qi, and Wei, the Three Kingdoms will be handed over to the Blood Prison Army!"

Ripples rippled in the space, and the prince's figure disappeared between heaven and earth, but the rest of the sound echoed in Ye Chen's ears.

The chessboard in the courtyard clicked and shattered, and the sun put down the flask. Suddenly sighed: "I've never seen him like this!"

"What?" Ye Chen said with a stunned expression, he also found that today's prince was a little different from usual.

"Heaven and earth are chess. In the past, he laid out heaven and earth, whether it was Tiangang or the martial god, but today, he found that he was just a chess piece in other people's chess games!"

"And the person who played this chess game was his own father!"

The voice of the three generations came slowly, and his figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard, snatching the wine jug in Ye Chen's hand.

"Ying Zheng!" Ye Chen suddenly sighed: "His appearance has completely disrupted the previous layout!"

Saying this, Ye Chen's eyes stared, staring at Hu Hai and Zhao Gao who were dancing wildly in the wind in the sky, maybe one day, the Martial God would meet with the blade of the Qin State.

Standing on the dragon chariot, Hu Hai only felt an inexplicable coercion coming to him, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing on his heart, and he was extremely depressed.

In the rear, the nine majestic Heavenly Dragon Phantoms set off a high-pitched dragon groan, lingering around Hu Hai, only in this way did the pressure around Hu Hai be somewhat relieved.

"It's the fifth generation!" Zhao Guo murmured, staring uncertainly at the white-clothed figure below.

"I know, go back to Xianyang!" Hu Hai turned around, the huge dragon chariot turned around, and the heavenly dragon roared, pulling the dragon chariot, mighty and galloping out.

After the appearance of Yingzheng, Hu Hai no longer called himself the emperor.

Boom! The towering chariot swept through the sky and the earth with a fierce wind, retreating towards Xianyang like a tide.

"Zhao Gao had a murderous intent on you before?" the third generation shook the wine jug in his hand and gently sniffed the mellow aroma of wine.

"I know, now is not the time to tear up your face with the Qin State!" Ye Chen glanced at the Illusory Gate and said lightly: "At least wait for Yingzheng to come out!"

"With Yingzheng here, the prince can't control the Qin State!"

"Whether it is Li Si or Qin Guotieqi, they are only loyal to Yingzheng!" said in a condensed voice.

"So I'm making some preparations!" Watching the departure of the Qin State Iron Horse, Ye Chen retracted his gaze, "Before Yingzheng came out of the sword tomb, Tiangang's three thousand hells were going to be broken, and the Martial God Xuan clan inside was rescued, and the power on his side also increased. At the same time, the Blood Prison Army will conquer more counties and plunder more resources!"

The killing machine flashed, and Ye Chen's gaze was cold to the bone: "The existence of the Zhuzi Sword Tomb, the martial arts powerhouses in Tiangang will definitely go here and enter the Zhuzi Sword Tomb!"

"With the strength of the three of us, no one will be able to stop us!"

"I'll wait for three people, and the soldiers will be divided into three ways to break through the locks and hells of the countries respectively!"

The hell of the kingdoms, in which countless martial god electors are imprisoned, if they are overcome, these martial god electors will inevitably become a big arm of the martial gods, especially these martial god electors, who can support in the martial arts hell for more than 100 years, more than a thousand years, the will and strength of these martial gods are not comparable to the warriors of the Martial God Continent.

"What about this sword tomb of the princes, if there is an opportunity for detachment hidden in it, you and I will not go in?" asked Hitsubi.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head, "Entering is going to enter, but it is definitely not at this moment!"

"Zhuzi Sword Tomb, I'm afraid that there is only Guiguzi alone in this world who knows what secrets are hidden in it!" said the three generations.

"According to the words of the seniors, is there an opportunity or unknown for detachment in this sword tomb of the princes?" Hi Tsu Fox wondered.

"Who is right!" The third generation grabbed the hand of the wine jug and pointed to the west: "The hell of the countries west of the Qin State." I'll break it!"

"Then the hell of the countries north of the Qin Kingdom, leave it to me!" Ri Gong played with the delicate blade in his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Enslaving the Martial God Elective Clan, it's time to make these people pay the price!"

"Zhao State and Chu State's Locked Martial Hell, I'll be in charge!" Ye Chen whispered: "All the Martial God Elective Clans in the Hell, once they get out of trouble, let them go to the Great Qian Empire, where we have already established a Void Sword Formation!"

"Five generations, let's play a game! How?" Hitsuki's pale face was rarely a little ruddy, and he proposed.

"If anyone loses, who will run naked for three laps in the Luoxia Imperial Capital?" Ye Chen chuckled and raised his steps, his figure swept straight towards the end of heaven and earth.

Hearing this, Ri Yan gasped, and his face became more and more pale: "So ruthless!"

"It's a fun game, Hinata and you have to be prepared to be at the bottom!" said Miyo with a smile. Its body swept the west like a rainbow.

As soon as he thought of the naked scene, he shivered, and no longer hesitated, his body was like a breeze. Disappear into the courtyard.

In the dead courtyard, the cold wind howled angrily, rolling up the remnants of snow and flower petals all over the ground, and drifting up to the illusory gate in the sky.

A moment later. Brilliant sword light swept across the heavens and the earth, setting off bursts of void turbulence, and an incomparably powerful aura permeated out.

These sharp sword lights. They all stopped in front of the Void Gate.

The sword light dispersed, led by Su Qin, Pang Juan, Sun Bin, Gai Nie and others, followed by the warriors who heard the news, there were martial artists from all the sons and hundreds of schools, and there were also some scattered cultivators, and Zhang Liang and Gao Yuanli and others were also among them.

Su Qin's eyes closed slightly, his slender hands formed a mark on his chest, and bursts of time rule fluctuations surged in front of him, and the void with a radius of tens of thousands of zhang was shrouded in this time fluctuation.

The warriors around them all felt their shoulders sink and retreated with interest.

After a few breaths, Su Qin slowly opened his eyes and formed a prohibition, enveloping Sun Bin and the others.

Su Qin whispered: "Teacher, Wen Ran, Yingzheng, Zhuzun, and Senior Brother Zhang Yi have already entered the Zhuzi Sword Tomb, and left here three and five generations ago!"

"Tsk, the two of them were able to resist the temptation of detachment and didn't go to the Sword Tomb!" Pang Juan said in some surprise.

"They're the moon gods!"

"What you are asking for is not detachment!" Su Qin looked around at the martial artists and continued: "According to the teacher's plan, Senior Brother Gai Nie and Senior Brother Pang Juan will enter the Zhuzi Sword Tomb!"

"Hmm!" Gai Nie, who had been silent, nodded, and without any hesitation, took the lead in entering the sword tomb of the princes.

Pang Juan raised his head, looked at the stars in the sky above, and suddenly sighed: "It's going to change the sky!"

After speaking, Pang Juan slightly arched his hand towards Su Qin and Sun Bin, and followed closely behind Gai Nie.

The hundreds of martial artists who heard the news around couldn't bear it anymore and set off for the sword tomb one after another.

Countless sword lights swept under the starry sky, disappearing into the huge illusory gate, after a few breaths, in front of the entire illusory gate, only the four figures did not move, Su Qin, Sun Bin, Zhang Liang, Gao gradually left!

"Won't you two go in?" The long hair on his forehead moved with the wind, and Gao gradually separated from the eyes exposed to the starlight with a faint cold light.

The corners of Zhang Liang's mouth pursed an indifferent smile, and his starry eyes stared at Su Qin and Sun Bin motionlessly.

"We are waiting for our teacher to inherit the Ghost Valley, what is the use of the inheritance of the hundred schools of the sons to us!" Su Qin lifted the ban, turned around, and walked between heaven and earth without looking back, followed by Sun Bin.

Zhang Liang and Gao Yanli watched Su Qin's departure, and after a long time, Gao Yanli spoke: "Su Qin used the time magic power before, and then arranged a ban, obviously there are some things hidden from the world!"

Speaking of this, Gao Yanli raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Liang: "Ovary, what do you think?"

"I only know that the sons are buried in the sword tomb of the princes, and there must be the inheritance of the hundred families of the sons, if we have a fate, we can get it, if we don't, I am afraid we will have to pay a heavy price!" Zhang Liang looked upright, and said with a kind of solemnity.

"Then bet on whether you and I are destined!" Gao gradually flicked his sleeves and walked into the door of illusion.

Zhang Liang raised his head, looked at the deep starry sky, and said faintly: "Perhaps, it's really going to change the sky!"

The aftermath was still echoing under the starry sky, Zhang Liang also stepped into the Illusory Gate, and as time passed, more and more martial artists heard the news, from the original martial arts powerhouse, Spirit Martial Realm martial artists, to the last Soul Martial Realm martial artists, they all stepped into it...... (To be continued......)