Chapter Ninety-One: The Son of Heaven

"Everyone, this is the twelfth generation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Son of Youtian, please go to the palace with Xiang to see you!"

Xiang Bo turned to look at the people with uncertain faces, and spoke coldly, although the prisoners with him had different expressions, they still obediently walked to Xiang Bo's side, and the remaining Mu Qing and the four looked at Xiang Bo vigilantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Brother Xiang, I came here to find Youtianzi's car, so as to get out as soon as possible, not to meet ......."

"I said it, please go to the palace with Xiang Mou!"

"Uncle Xiang!"

"Wow!"

Those prisoners dodged between Xiang Bo and Mu Qing, and all their previous expressions disappeared, turning into the same cold face as Xiang Bo.

"It's not good, they're being controlled by the Son of Heaven, flash it!"

Although he shouted for a few people to dodge, but the four of them were surrounded by scattered prisoners, and the only gap was the road leading to the palace, he took the lead in rushing towards one of the prisoners, condensing his mana and slashing towards that person.

"Click!"

The sound of broken bones sounded, why not retreat quickly, and seeing that the rest of the people were going to attack together, Mu Qing hurriedly set up a magic circle to defend.

He Buwei was not injured, but his face was a little ugly, although he forcefully split the prisoner's arm bones, but he was also forced back by the opponent's way of fighting with injuries for injuries, and the eyes that looked at Xiang Bo and the others at this time also became solemn.

Although the prisoners were not afraid of death, they also lost their usual unity, they gave up their respective magic weapons, used up their mana, and only used their fists and feet to "bang" on the magic circle to make ripples, only Xiang Bo still stood in place, looking at Mu Qing and the four of them coldly, and repeated the sentence "Please follow Xiang into the palace to see you".

Seeing Xiang Bo's wooden appearance, Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, if he only attacked at this level, he and Han Liang would be enough to support these prisoners until they were exhausted. Looking at Xiang Bo's confident appearance before, he obviously didn't expect to be controlled by Youtianzi, who was sealed here, judging from Youtianzi's means of breaking the formation and recruiting troops, Youtianzi would not let this situation continue, just look at how the other party made a move.

Youtianzi's movements were obviously beyond the expectations of Mu Qing and the others, and in the midst of a whistling sound, why not pull up Mu Qing Han Liang, who was still supporting the magic circle, for the husky, and quickly entered the wide open palace gate, leaving a neat metal nail tail, which was left after the spear thrown by the demon ghost was left behind after the ground was lost.

Although Bao Xi reminded them, Mu Qing and they were still forced to enter the palace gate, they didn't expect that although the demons and ghosts couldn't enter here, they could still use this to launch a long-range attack. With the cultivation of demons and demons that are almost immortals, Mu Qing and their cultivation of returning to the Void Primal Realm are powerless to defend at all, and they can only enter the only feasible place.

After Mu Qing and the others entered the door, the demons stopped throwing weapons, and Xiang Bo followed with the prisoners, and when they all entered the palace, the huge bronze gate quickly closed with a roar.

"Brother Mu, fight with them!"

Needless to remind, Mu Qing and they also knew that now they could only do so; after entering the door, they looked around, and found that except for the road leading to the central palace, the roads leading to other directions were all closed by the palace gate, and even in the air, there were formation restrictions; although they couldn't see the formation in front of the palace gate, the faint sense of crisis in their divine consciousness made them dare not go easily, judging from the various means of the Great Zhou royal family, if they approached, they were afraid that they would be wiped out immediately.

Without waiting for Mu Qing and them to make a move, Xiang Bo raised his hand and pinched the magic trick, and in the midst of the brilliance, Mu Qing only felt that the sky was spinning, and when he opened his eyes again, they had already appeared in a huge palace.

"Boom!" The wide and exquisite palace gate closed, cutting off Mu Qing's way out.

Xiang Bo withdrew his hand, turned to a huge bed on the high platform in the palace, with a glittering treasure and a dragon and a phoenix, and saluted:

"After Ji Hub, Uncle Xiang, come to see him with sacrifice!"

After Ji Bo finished speaking, the prisoners around him walked silently until they stopped in front of the dragon couch, and then these people knelt and kowtowed in unison.

Why didn't Han Liang change his complexion, especially Han Liang, and directly pulled up Mu Qing's array to defend.

"Brother Han, why is this so?"

"Brother Mu, I'm afraid that we will be going to cultivate here today!"

"Sacrifice, Uncle Xiang, or should he be called the Son of Heaven, this is to take us as a sacrifice and sacrifice to himself!"

"Then let's do it now and kill Ji Bo!" Hearing this, Erha rushed directly towards Xiang Bo, but was directly knocked back by the invisible barrier.

"It's useless, since the Son of Heaven can bring us here, there is a way to deal with us, and now the formation and defense are only a death struggle, and we are fighting for the last fight. ā€

While a few people were talking, Mu Qing set up a Xuanwu array, he didn't master much of the formation, this was already his strongest defensive formation, Han Liang cooperated with Mu Qing, took out the spirit stone, and laid down several magic arrays.

The prisoners kowtowed nine times in a row, and with Xiang Bo's cold "sacrifice!" , the prisoners of the Nine Lives made knives with their hands, condensed their mana and slashed across their necks.

"Poof!"

The sound of blood spurting sounded, and the nine blood streams did not fall to the ground, but converged towards the dragon couch in front of the prisoners, condensing into a blood ball in the air, when the blood of the nine prisoners ran out and fell to the ground, the blood mass on the dragon couch continued to roll, and in a place where Han Liang and the others could not see, Mu Qing saw that nine faint phantoms emerged from the prisoners who fell to the ground and converged into the blood mass in the air.

The blood surged for a while, and finally subsided, and then spread into a mysterious pattern in the air, and in a piece of golden light, the pattern slowly fell, merging into a place on the dragon couch.

"Bang!" The heartbeat of "bang" was accompanied by the sound of heavy breathing suddenly sounded, which made Mu Qing and the others feel heartbeat, thinking that the resurrection of the Son of Youtian, judging from the conditions of the Golden Immortal King, how could this Son of Heaven have to have a Heavenly Immortal cultivation after waking up, and Mu Qing and the others were not enough to see at all.

Fortunately, this was just a false alarm, and after a few sounds, the heartbeat and breathing disappeared, and the majestic male voice that sounded earlier sighed:

"After dying for thousands of years, you really can't forcibly return to the yang. Hehe, the way of heaven is difficult to disobey after all!"

A phantom figure got up from the dragon couch, and gradually condensed into a majestic imperial image, the Son of Heaven swept across the hall, and with a wave of his hand, Xiang Bo recovered from his stiff posture, but Mu Qing and Han Liang spat blood, and the magic circle in front of the four of them dissipated directly.

Xiang Bo regained his senses, he saw nine people who had fallen to the ground and died, pointed to Youtianzi and asked:

"Youtianzi, this is different from what you said before, I brought people here, why did you forcibly control us?"

"After Ji Hub, your name is Uncle Xiang, I never promised you anything, but you were procrastinating from the beginning. It's just a few pariahs, and if it's not for the urgency now, or for me to be a funeral, they are not qualified. Also, is this the attitude of your subordinates when they see the Son of Heaven and the side branches when they see the Lord's family?"

In Xiang Bo's frightened and annoyed expression, he suddenly knelt on the ground, condensed mana with both hands, and fanned himself several times, until the Youtianzi on the dragon couch said, "Okay, you get up!" Xiang Bo got up, and then bowed to him in horror and apologized:

"Uncle Xiang doesn't know the number of etiquette, he offended the Son of Heaven of the Great Zhou, and he also asked the Son of Heaven to punish him!"

"Now that you have done it yourself, the punishment will be spared, go and kill me. ā€

"Whoa!"

Although Xiang Bo agreed, he didn't move, he quietly raised his head and looked at the Youtianzi on the high dragon couch.

"Youtianzi, I don't know how we should get out?"

Youtianzi on the dragon couch raised his head and looked at Xiang Bo with interest:

"If you want to get out, it's easy. ā€

The Youtianzi on the dragon couch suddenly disappeared, and the next sentence came out from the mouth of Uncle Xiang, whose expression was constantly struggling.

"Just sacrifice your body and soul to me!"

Xiang Bo's hands and feet were constantly twisting and twitching like his expression, only his eyes became cold, and he turned his head to look at the vigilant and defensive Mu Qing and the four.

"Demon clan, scholar clan, you traitors, sacrifice yourself for my resurrection today!"

Xiang Bo raised his right hand, Mu Qing only felt a huge force enveloping him, and then his body floated uncontrollably, slowly flying towards Xiang Bo not far away, he tried his best to roll his eyes, only to see Erha Han Liang and the others were also like himself, and he could only see their fear and unwillingness from their eyes.

Xiang Bo stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Qing, as soon as he touched it, Mu Qing felt the power in his body surging towards Xiang Bo like a tide, and the fingers that Xiang Bo touched instantly raised blood veins, and then exploded into fragments. "Xiang Bo" frowned, the scattered flesh flew back, and recondensed into intact fingers, and then Mu Qing felt that his body was a little lighter, and the energy that originally roared like a tide turned into a trickle in an instant, and was transmitted into Xiang Bo's body.

At the same time, Mu Qing heard three voices sounding at the same time:

"This body is still too weak......"

"Brother Mu save me!"

"Mu Qing, Ji Gongyan just took away Uncle Xiang, his body and soul are unstable, I will attack first, you break the control and attack Uncle Xiang with all your strength, force out Ji Gongyan, and make it difficult for him to come back to life. ā€

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qing saw that a dragon shadow rushed towards Xiang Bo, who waved his hand to control Mu Qing's four people, who knew that Xiang Bo suddenly turned around, and the other hand behind him condensed a thick golden mana, directly wrapping the attacking dragon shadow in the air.

"Bao Xi, my queen and beauty, you have been with me for so many years, how can I forget you. ā€

Xiang Bo waved his right arm, Mu Qing and the others were thrown away, slammed into the thick beams and pillars of the palace, spit out a large amount of blood, and were bound by the formation on the ground as soon as they landed, and could only watch Xiang Bo wave his hand to the dragon couch on the high platform.

A woman in a fancy costume appeared in the crook of Xiang Bo's right arm, but her face was covered with a veil, and her face could not be seen. Xiang Bo's left hand moved slowly, and his distorted mouth said softly: "Come, my queen, don't struggle, you should be a quiet beauty as usual." ā€

Judging from the surprised expressions of Han Liang and the others, they should not be able to see the divine dragon that Bao Xi had turned into, and from Mu Qing's sight, the originally huge dragon shadow was constantly shrinking in Xiang Bo's hands, and his body was gradually condensed, and the small dragon shadow that was constantly struggling was gradually stuffed into the body of the woman who was holding his right arm by Xiang Bo.

The dragon shadow disappeared, and Xiang Bo moved his left arm, whose muscles and veins were constantly bulging, and gently stroked the woman's hair, and under his gentle movements, the woman slowly opened her eyes.

Mu Qing only felt that the brilliance in the hall was sucked away by those eyes, and his soul seemed to be immersed in it, and he lost consciousness, until those eyes turned, he seemed to be thrown into the cold and bone-chilling place, Mu Qing woke up in an instant, and the cold voice of Bao Xi sounded in the hall:

"Ji Gongyan, you died of this heart, in today's world, the Great Zhou has been dead for thousands of years!"

"Hmph, I already know about trivial matters, but as long as you are here, what can I do to fight against me, the lord of the world!"

"Ji Gongyan, so far, haven't you woken up? The Divine Dragon bloodline is a thing that has died in the country, and if you want to fight against the sky with this, all you will get is destruction!"

"Hehe, although you are the embodiment of dragon blood, you have always been a mortal. Before I could fuse my bloodline, I was betrayed and besieged by those traitors, so that I was here for a thousand years. The surname Ji already has the blood of the dragon clan, once I have this power in my body, I will return to the top of the king, and the surname Ji will rule the world again, and even use this to cut down the sky, it is not impossible to make an order on behalf of the sky, when the time comes, you just need to smile and welcome the worship of ten thousand immortals. ā€

"Okay, beauty, you just woke up, and you're still very tired, rest first, and when I recover my strength and recover my homeland, you will know what the power of the Son of Heaven is. ā€

After speaking, he stroked Bao Xi's eyes and waved his hand to Mu Qing in the distance.

"You wood demon has some meaning, then let you come and contribute the first strength to my great cause!"