This is the Emperor's Road, and it is the only reason why Yebei resists.

There is no country and no home.

But the reverse is also true, without a home, where is the country?

There is no right or wrong in this matter.

A person, who is vigorously doing a lot of work, does not want to waste this life, does not want to travel to the world, such thoughts, there is nothing wrong.

But it's the same trip to the world, family harmony, happiness and health, and a dull life to guard the family, is it wrong? There is nothing wrong with that.

You can't have it both ways.

Is it true to be ordinary, or is it true to do something?

What's right and what's wrong?

This is a question that the saints probably can't answer either.

However, Yebei only knows that he will live up to Gu Moli in this life, let alone lose his heart.

The responsibility on his shoulders is to protect the frontier of thousands of miles, and it is also to protect the hundreds of millions of people in China, which naturally includes Gu Moli and Xinyu, which does not conflict.

However, once the fortune of the country is added to the path of the king of God, and there are no seven emotions and six desires, the result will be completely different.

Rumble!!

A thunderclap shook the valley, Long Yanyan looked up at the sky, the body of the "dragon" had completely submerged in the clouds, and the thunder visible to the naked eye kept rolling in the clouds, flashing across the sky.

A sigh, after all, compromise.

If the stalemate continues, the dragon vein will come, and Yebei will definitely die without national fortune.

However, before he could speak, at this moment, the sky dome seemed to be furious, and a condensed aura like substance suddenly landed and hit the altar.

Boom ——!

With an explosion, Long Yanyan was directly knocked more than ten meters away, and Xuan Rong and several disciples not far away also flew upside down.

"Poof......

Xuan Rong directly gushed out a mouthful of blood, and several disciples were even more seriously injured and fell into a coma.

"This ......"

Xuan Rong's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't hide his shock.

The power of this dragon vein aura is unprecedented.

Long Yanyan has a national fortune body, and he was not seriously injured, but his face was slightly pale at the moment, and he was also frightened.

No one present could understand the power of this dragon vein qi rhyme better than him, and when it was carried before, it was not as strong as it is now.

If it is subdivided, the power of the qi rhyme just now is enough to be twice as strong as before.

At this moment, Yebei knelt on one knee, and blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

I didn't expect that this dragon vein charm was so heavy.

If it weren't for the strength of the Holy Realm, how could it be borne by manpower.

The dragon vein was originally conceived by heaven and earth, and it is not an exaggeration to regard it as the power of God, and if the body of a warrior wants to bear, it must be assisted by the power of national fortune.

Right now, Yebei took this blow with his body.

Just as everyone was amazed, the second rhyme, mixed with the weight of 10,000 catties, fell with a bang.

Rumble!!

Under this blow, the altar was already cracked.

You must know that this altar has existed for thousands of years, and it has endured countless dragon vein aura descends, all of which are intact, and there are signs of cracking at this moment.

"The Northern King is not carrying the national fortune, and the dragon vein seems to be enraged." There were still blood stains on the corners of Xuanrong's mouth that had not dried up, and he looked at the sky and muttered.

From ancient times to the present, where the dragon vein is baptized, the national fortune is the chosen son, and now, Yebei's refusal of the national fortune is like rejecting the dragon vein, the wrath of Tianwei, who can stop it?

"Master Xuanrong, there are six dragon vein qi rhymes, and right now, there are only two of them, and Yebei can't bear them." Long Yanyan no longer has the emperor's steady aura at this moment, it is difficult to hide his anxiety, such power, without waiting for the six qi rhymes to descend, Ye Bei is afraid that his soul has already been annihilated.

Hearing this, Xuan Rong shook his head lightly and sighed heavily.

"No solution, no solution......"

Right now, the dragon vein aura has fallen, just like choosing a candidate, whether it is life or death, the king of the north must also bear it, and he can't hide it.

In the altar, Yebei slowly got up and stood straight, his white-clothed body covered with blood exuded an extremely surging aura, and his tenacious gaze looked directly at the sky, and it was difficult to hide his uninhibited color.

In the air, the vast clouds rolled violently, like a monstrous wave, faint thunder splashed in the sky, bursts of roaring and roaring, making people daunting.

Rumble!!

The third aura suddenly dropped, like a bolt of lightning, and hit the altar directly, the speed was faster than before, and the strength was twice as strong.

Yebei stood with his hands in his hands, his whole body flashing with light, and he took the blow with his body.

The invisible fluctuations scattered in an instant, making everyone in the distance feel palpitations, and some civil officials who were not martial artists were even more frightened, blood was already flowing out of their mouths and noses, and they only felt like a bomb exploding around them, their ears rang in unison, their chests were suffocated, and they couldn't help but evacuate farther.

Looking at the altar one by one, it is difficult to hide the awe, such a distance, just under the aftermath, it is like this, not to mention standing on the altar, even if it is closer, under this aura, I am afraid that it will be turned into ashes in an instant.

For a while, the civil and military retreated a hundred meters one after another, if it weren't for the fact that the lord was here, they couldn't wait to hurry down the mountain and leave, this force was far from being something ordinary people could bear.

As a martial artist, military attachés are much better than civilian officials, and many of them have the strength to reach the king level, but even so, it is difficult to hide their horror.

At this moment, he was dressed in black-clothed battle armor, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, standing in front of the military attachés, under the howling wind, the cloak on his shoulders was hunting, and under the seemingly calm face, if you look closely, you will find that the right hand held on the handle of the knife is trembling.

The power contained in this aura is too great, even if it is a king-level, it can't withstand it at all.

The three qi rhymes fell, and the altar was already cracked visibly with the naked eye, which showed how much pressure the people in the altar were under.

The north side of the night was silent as the water stopped, silently bearing the wrath of Tianwei.

Today, no matter what, we have to carry this dragon vein rhyme.

Otherwise, without one to carry it, the dragon vein will collapse, and Huaguo will inevitably decline.

The black-pressed clouds kept rolling, and it was obvious that the fourth aura was brewing, and it was obviously going to be even more powerful.

Xuan Rong clenched the Zen staff in his hand, but suddenly took a step forward.

"Lord Beiwang, you refuse the fortune of the country, lead the dragon vein to anger, at the moment there are only three qi rhymes, you can't bear the six realms, at this moment you can only bow your head to the sky and admit your mistakes, pray for blessings and ask for forgiveness, maybe you can calm the anger of the dragon veins and reduce the strength of the qi rhyme."

The sound of shouting came into the altar, and between the words, it was obvious that he wanted to make Yebei kneel and beg for mercy.

In the middle of the altar, Yebei heard the words, but smiled indifferently.

The next moment, Yebei suddenly pulled out the Beiwang Sword, and the crimson light instantly illuminated this heaven and earth.

Xuanrong was shocked when he saw this scene, and hurriedly spoke: "King of the North, by all means, under the baptism of the dragon vein, no one can use the blade, this is a great disrespect to the heavens, and it will anger Tianwei even more." ”

As soon as the words fell, it was difficult to hide the sense of anxiety, Yebei held the Beiwang knife tightly, and looked directly at the sky with a cold face.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, does not respect ghosts and gods, and only believes in the sword in his hand.

It's not just Yebei, this is a sentence that every soldier in the Zhu God Temple keeps in mind.

Guarding the thousand-mile frontier, the only way to guard is the sword in hand.

Let a generation of northern kings kneel and ask heaven and earth to calm their anger and mercy?

Hehe......

Seeing that Yebei was unmoved, Xuan Rong wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Long Yanyan beside him.

"Master Xuanrong, there is no need to say this again."

Although he didn't see Yebei much, Long Yanyan was the lord of a country after all, and his accuracy in seeing people far exceeded others, so he knew Yebei's character, and it was impossible for Yebei to beg for mercy.

This is also the main reason why Long Yanyan admires Yebei very much and makes him the king of the town and the successor of the future capital.

It's just that right now, Yebei Jiu is dead, and if such a heavenly person falls, it will undoubtedly be a huge loss for the entire Huaguo.