The Son of Heaven was angry, at this moment, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed, and he said to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi on the side: "Go up and give it a try, maybe it will be good for you!"

"Fu Nian, you are also ——!"

In Ying Zheng's eyes, he was able to see things that Donghuang Taiyi and others could not see.

On the sheep intestine path, there is a faint divine aura, which is the remnant of the Holy Religion for thousands of years, and it is silent, Ying Zheng knows in his heart that there is actually another name for this.

That's the foundation.

Over the past thousands of years, little by little, imperceptibly accumulated.

"No. ”

For Ying Zheng's words, Donghuang Taiyi and Fu Nian naturally did not doubt it, and the two of them glanced at each other and walked on the path.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, and the imperial dragon qi shrouded in his body exploded in an instant, and the dragon-shaped air currents continued to rush towards the sheep intestine path, and at this moment, the sheep intestine path completely recovered.

The divine light on it is pervasive, as if an ancient holy road is manifested, and there is an extremely sacred aura in it.

"Buzz ........"

Inexplicable feelings surged in their hearts, and the two fell into an epiphany.

For Donghuang Taiyi and Fu Nian, this perception is more appropriate, the rise of the strong depends on hard work, but it depends more on chance, and sometimes, chance is unattainable.

Ying Zheng looked at the chessboard that suppressed Daxianbei Mountain, and the thoughts in his heart kept flashing, but he knew that the expectations of this heaven and earth were not simple, and they could even be called a treasure.

After all, the Great Qin National Fortune and the Donghu National Fortune converge, the two strongest people are integrated with their spirits, and there is also the belief of a million army, this chessboard can not only evolve, but also suppress the luck.

It's just that the strength of the current chess game is too weak, and the power that is too strong has not yet been shown, and in Ying Zheng's speculation, if this heaven and earth chess game is completely completed, its power may not be weaker than that of the gods.

"Who dares to break into the land of my Holy Sect!"

The revival of the sheep intestine path naturally alarmed the strong people in the Holy Sect, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and one after another figures appeared in mid-air, and they ignored the heaven and earth chessboard.

Because on the chess game of heaven and earth, they felt the breath of the sect leader knowing the evil, and the revival of the holy road shocked everyone, and on the entire Daxianbei Mountain, there was a burst of chickens and dogs.

Glancing at the strong men who kept appearing, Ying Zheng's eyes were cold, his tone was quiet, and he said: "When I walk down the mountain, the Holy Sect will die, and when I walk down the Great Xianbei Mountain, Donghu will become history." ”

"Whew——!"

A lightning-like sword, without anyone noticing, killed the person who was the leader, at this moment, Ying Zheng pointed out, and the blood strangely condensed into a blood-colored chess piece, falling on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng looked at everyone, and his smile was even gentler: "Yan knows the evil, the sixty-first hand, go to the sixty-six!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng's behavior frightened everyone.

Killing people is to play chess, and using people's essence and blood as chess pieces.

"There have been people who use themselves as chess to win the heavens and the half-sons!" Ying Zheng looked at the two people who realized on the holy road, and then his eyes fell on the people of the Holy Sect, and said: "Today, I also want to win the heavens and the half-sons, I wonder if you can fulfill me?"

At this moment, the gentle smile on Ying Zheng's face fell in the eyes of the powerhouses of the Holy Sect, like a demon.

"You are the Great Qin Emperor?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd, a touch of solemnity passed in the depths of his eyes, he knew in his heart that since Yingzheng appeared here, the situation on the battlefield could be imagined.

"What about my Holy Sect Leader and Donghu Danyu?"

Although the middle-aged man already had some speculation in his heart, he was still a little surprised and too much disbelief.

On the top of Da Xianbei Mountain, Yan Zhi evil is said to be the existence of one and the other, and it is the only strongest person in Donghu, which is also their belief.

However, in an instant, their faith was defeated, the enemy came to the Great Xianbei Mountain, and the Holy Sect was in danger of being destroyed at every turn.

Looking at the majestic young man in front of him, Tu Su's eyes were deep, and he felt the ultimate killing intent from the other party's body, which was the killing intent to destroy the entire Holy Sect.

"Dead!"

The smile on Ying Zheng's face converged at this moment: "Today, I will wait to accompany them, and strive to meet again in hell." ”

"Demon knife, one son slays the dragon!"

As soon as Ying Zheng's thought moved, the heaven and earth chess game was full of brilliance, and with a finger, the original glimmer of life on the chessboard disappeared in an instant.

"Puff puff ......"

The Holy Sect masters spat blood from their mouths, and their eyes were full of awe and fear of power, and they could feel the invisible power coming from above the Heaven and Earth chess game, imprisoning them.

At this moment, it was as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, and the terrifying pressure was pressing on them, shattering their bones and blurring their flesh and blood.

"Great Qin Emperor, you are so ruthless——!"

Glancing at the miserable scene, Ying Zheng sneered: "If you want to blame you, you should blame Yan Zhiyi, if it weren't for Yan Zhixi's desire to calculate me, there would not be a chess game in the next heaven and earth." ”

"Don't struggle, this is the Donghu national fortune cast, in the land of Donghu, the people of Donghu are affected by the chess game of heaven and earth, and no one can escape. ”

......

Half an hour later, the screams disappeared, except for the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Fu Nian, who were wrapped in divine radiance, there were no other people on the Great Xianbei Mountain.

Glancing at the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Fu Nian, Ying Zheng headed towards the Holy Sect headquarters.

Regarding the opportunity here, Ying Zheng is not late, and he is not willing to snatch the opportunity with the two, after all, the strength of the Great Qin Empire is the real strength.

Whether it is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi or Fu Nian, they are all important ministers of Great Qin, and their cultivation is improved, so that they can better help the Great Qin Empire and share his worries.

........

Above the middle of the mountain, the palace is splendid, the design is wonderful, and the shape is rough, which can be said to be the essence of the Central Plains architecture, and the atmosphere of Donghu architecture.

Ying Zheng fell to the ground, there was a touch of curiosity on his expression, if you look closely, you can find the hidden excitement in the depths of Ying Zheng's eyes.

Just as he stepped into the palace, the five-colored altar and gold paper in his body rioted, and there was a restlessness of longing, and it was obvious that there must be a page of gold paper in it, or something that made the five-color altar and gold paper desire.

Today, Yingzheng already has a cognition.

That is the reason why the religions and sects that have been inherited for many years have not declined, is because there are things to suppress luck, and there is gold paper in the Five Immortal Sect, and there is also it here.

As for the land of the Central Plains, there must be places such as the Qi Practitioner Alliance, but Ying Zheng has not found out, or they themselves don't know.

"Whew——!"

One step out, Ying Zheng followed the guidance of the golden paper, and his figure disappeared.

Ying Zheng didn't pay attention to the resources in the Holy Sect, he knew in his heart that Fu Nian and Donghuang Taiyi would sort it out, and such a thing didn't need his orders.

This is the tacit understanding that has always been cultivated.

This is yesterday's third watch, and I still owe the previous one, so try to make up for it today

(End of chapter)