Chapter Twenty-Three: The Phantom of Death

"Your Majesty, Zhou Tong, the head of the Senate, requests an audience ......"

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In the splendid ancestral dragon hall, Yingzhen stands on the throne of the nine dragons, wearing a golden dragon gauze crown, and the golden rolling dragon robe on his body has nine golden dragons coiled, the pure golden robe, like the golden sea, the nine golden dragons are undulating and coiled, noble and majestic.

The Nine Dragons Golden Robe, which is also the imperial robe of the Emperor, is a ninth-order magic weapon. With the recognition of Afang Palace, the emperor who succeeds to the throne will automatically get the Nine Dragons Golden Robe and exert all the power of the ninth-order magic weapon.

Wearing a golden dragon robe, Ying Zhen is graceful and luxurious, and has the supreme majesty of the emperor.

Zhou Tong slowly walked into the main hall, and when he saw Ying Zhen on the throne, he was also slightly stunned. At this time, Ying Zhen was completely different from the girl in his impression. Before she knew it, the girl already had the bearing and majesty of a true emperor.

"See Your Majesty......" Zhou Tong bowed slightly. The empire is now simplified with all sorts of etiquette. And Zhou Tong, as a veteran, is also qualified to be so big.

From this position, Zhou Tong's baldness is extraordinarily shiny. A tall and burly body, wearing a purple robe, and his demeanor is extraordinary. Although the purple face has a lot of wrinkles, the heroic style of the past is still faintly visible.

Ying Zhen said indifferently: "Dean Zhou is here, I don't know what is going on?" As the oldest Yuan Infant in the empire, Zhou Tong is almost a hundred years older than Ying Ming. At the beginning, Zhou Tong was also one of the important supporters of Yingming. Ying Zhen's age and Zhou Tong's granddaughter are the same generation, so they are still a little polite to Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong played with a pair of yù balls in his hand, and said: "Your Majesty, you have done too much to judge Lao Zhu, and the people below are unconvinced." At the last moment, Zhou Tong still wanted to ask what Ying Zhen was going to do. The old Zhu he said was none other than Prime Minister Zhu Guozhong.

Ying Zhen's sword-like eyebrows were raised, and his starry eyes showed a bit of playfulness, "If I don't judge him, will the hearts of the people below be convinced?"

Zhou Tong was speechless. Ying Zhen has no qualifications, and he has not cultivated enough cronies, how can he subdue many old and cunning ministers when he first ascends the throne. Although Gao Ge's sword is sharp, can it help her deal with government affairs? In the long run, it is easy for the ministers to be hollowed out.

Winning Zhen's trial of the ministers is not to stabilize the throne. However, her methods were too fierce to be accepted by the great nobles.

Zhou Tong said with a heavy face: "Your Majesty is bent on going his own way, against the will of the people, for the sake of the great cause of the empire, for the sake of hundreds of millions of people, the old minister said that he must risk death to hinder him!"

"Oh," Ying Zhen said with a smile, "Then what are you going to do?"

Ying Zhen's calmness made Zhou Tong feel a little bad. After six hundred years of wind and rain, Zhou Tong has a deep understanding of people. Ying Zhen's expression was too abnormal.

To put it bluntly, Ying Zhen is just a little girl in her twenties, who has just ascended the throne, and there are only some guards and female officials around her, and if you want to say that you can really rely on the strength, there is only Gao Ge alone. Hearing the shock, Yingzhen should never be so calm,

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Zhou Tong pressed a bad premonition, pinched the yù ball in his hand, and two clouds of five-colored essence light suddenly burst out. In the dazzling light, the space suddenly fluctuated. The water-colored ripples rippled in front of Zhou Tong.

The entire hall was shrouded in drastic changes in spatial mana. Ying Zhen sat on the throne of the Nine Dragons, looking at everything in front of him with great interest. Through Afang Palace, Ying Zhen knew that someone was breaking through the space and coming here in the distance. The yù ball in Zhou Tong's hand played the role of a spatial transmission coordinate.

The process of teleportation was very short, and the five-colored essence light was still shining, and the three of them had already broken through the space and arrived in the main hall. Among them, the tall old man in a white leather robe, as soon as he appeared, the bronze spear in his hand pointed diagonally at Yingzhen.

The quaint bronze body of the gun is carved with bizarre characters. With the old man's movements, the characters on the gun's body shone with a little snow-white light, like flying snow flying all over the sky. The space shook suddenly, and everyone felt heavy, as if a mountain had suddenly pressed down on everyone's heads.

The flying snowflakes emitted by the spear, the cold air was terrifying, and the strange mana also closed the space of the entire hall.

Yingzhen, who is on the throne, also obviously feels the pressure. If you want to cast a space spell, the first thing you have to do is to break the mana blockade on the spear.

The old man in the white leather robe has a high nose and deep eyes, his face is as white as ice, his blue eyes are as deep as the sea, and the breath on his body is like a 10,000-year-old iceberg, cold and calm, holding a five-foot spear in one hand, and his divine will is tightly locked on Yingzhen.

Without words, Ying Zhen clearly knew that as long as he made a slight move, he would incur a thunderous blow from the old man.

Another old man bowed elegantly and said: "Your Majesty, hello ......" The old man who bowed and saluted was wearing a white sacrificial robe, the robe was embroidered with lightning, the sun, the moon and the stars, the old man's forehead was broad, the circle of long beards on his chin was white and neat, and his far-reaching eyes were full of wisdom. What attracted Ying Zhen the most was the scepter he was holding in his hand.

The three-foot-long scepter, the whole body is ice blue, the head of the scepter is two concentric golden rings, the scepter is like two twisted jiāo entangled, the ice blue scepter body is translucent, and there seems to be an electric light wandering in it.

"Artifact! And two. The two old men were holding artifacts in their hands, and Ying Zhen immediately made a judgment. The other party used such a powerful force, although it was expected, but it really appeared in front of him, and Ying Zhen was a little surprised.

After all, they were two artifacts, two artifacts that could almost be as famous as Afang Palace. Speaking of origins, the spear of judgment and the scepter of Zeus were passed down from the hands of the gods. The background is deeper than that of Afang Palace.

However, the peerless overlord of the Emperor Yingzheng has never met an opponent in his life. The inheritance of the gods on the Heavenly Spirit Star can only obediently bow to the feet of Yingzheng. The artifact in their hands has never formally competed with Afang Palace.

Although the artifact is strong, it depends on the master's cultivation. Because of the strength of Yingzheng, Afang Palace has been known as invincible in the world for thousands of years, and no one can shake its position.

But after Shenxiu colluded with five Mahayana to shoot together, the myth of invincibility was shattered. Ying Ming fled in embarrassment. After this, the 10,000-year-old empire fell into chaos.

After that, Gao Ge was born, and the sword swept all directions, but it was difficult to suppress everyone's stupid hearts. Under the tandem of Zhou Tong, the people who were unwilling to be broken by each began to take the initiative to jointly attack to kill Gao Ge and Yingzhen.

Ying Zhen said in a deep voice: "The Grand Priest of the Temple of the Gods, Krotto?"

The white-haired old man holding Zeus's scepter smiled slightly, "Exactly, take the liberty to come, and please don't be strange to your ......" Hundreds of years of precipitation have made Croto's edge fully converged, and between words and deeds, he is elegant and wise, and has an extraordinary charm.

There are two artifacts suppressing Ying Zhen, Croto is not in a hurry to make a move, Ying Zhen should be in a hurry. Croto introduced to Ying Zhen very casually: "This is the iceberg old gentleman of the Arctic ice field," and the middle-aged man who had been standing silently on the side: "Mr. Annie, the god of transformation, may not be familiar with the name, you must have heard of his nickname, the Grim Reaper Phantom ......"

The Phantom of Death is the leader of the reincarnation organization. The reincarnation organization, however, is an alliance of the dark world, with a total of seven sub-organizations. The Nether Temple, which once assassinated Gao Ge, is one of them.

Phantom of Death, the king of the dark world. Although his identity is not as good as that of Iceberg and High Priest Croto, he is a mysterious figure of the first rank in the world. No one ever knew his details, and he had only one name, the Phantom of Death.

A middle-aged man in a black Western-style dress is handsome, with a pale complexion and a faint hint of blood in his turquoise eyes. Holding a black cane, standing there politely, like a gentleman in the Western tradition, respectful, polite but a little rigid.

Annie, the Phantom of Death, stood there, but there was no sense of existence, like an illusory shadow, which made people feel ethereal and eerie.

Ying Zhen nodded: "You are all famous and strong, and you are really surprised to come uninvited...... Ying Zhen said to Zhou Daodao: "Dean Zhou, are you going to commit treason?"

Zhou Tong said confidently: "Your Majesty, we feel that you are too young to govern the country and inevitably lose your impulsiveness, so we invited a few strong people to come, just to make you calm and calm......"

Ying Zhenxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "Build a foreign thief, intent on rebellion, Zhou Tong, you should be damned!" Although it has only been a few days since she was the empress, the emperor of Ying Zhen has already been full of momentum, and the murderous words of these words are like a sharp sword stabbing straight ahead, making Zhou Tong feel cold from his bones.

Zhou Tong was frightened, and couldn't help but take a step back, and defended: "The empire's 10,000-year-old inheritance has condensed the efforts of countless people, although you are the empress, you can't go your own way and go against the grain!"

"The Great Qin Empire has been inherited for 10,000 years, but its national strength is declining day by day, not all because of moths like you. Nobles, it's time to withdraw from the stage of history......" Ying Zhen said indifferently.

Zhou Tong was struck by lightning and was stunned, such a rebellious and terrible thought surprised him, so that he didn't even know how to answer. Before this, Zhou Tong just thought that Ying Zhen wanted to eradicate the obstacles to governance, and then he was angry and revenge for Ying Ming.

It's just that Yingzhen's actions are too big, which is unacceptable to the top nobles. This is the powerful counterattack of everyone. Of course, everyone did this not to compete for power and completely isolate the empress Yingzhen.

Who knew that Yingzhen's original purpose was to overthrow the entire aristocracy and re-establish order. This is simply ridiculous.

From ancient times to the present, no matter what political form or what kind of statement, a huge group will inevitably be divided into various classes. Bringing down the current aristocracy is just replacing it with someone else. Or, just change the name.

Classes, as long as there is a difference in interests, will not disappear. Zhou Tong originally thought that Ying Zhen was a scheming and ruthless careerist, but now he seems to be a naïve idealist.

Zhou Tong, who came back to his senses, pointed at Ying Zhen and said angrily: "Your idea is too ridiculous and ignorant......!

Croto and the others were also surprised, they didn't expect Yingzhen's political concept to be so naïve and simple. It was at this time that a mutation suddenly occurred.

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