Chapter 1020 The hope of the human race, the regret of the foreign race
What kind of person is Ji Yaoyue, the first emperor of the Holy Dynasty of Donghua Mingyu?
An iron-clad historian commented: "The beauty of the world is overwhelming, the beauty of the fairy is outstanding, overwhelming all the women in the world; she is a king with great talents and strategies, wise and powerful, knows people well, and works hard to govern; she is taciturn in discussing nature, She is ruthless and unkind, and does everything to the best of her ability; she has a mind for all things and plans the world...
To put it simply, the empress is more beautiful than anyone else in the world. No woman in the world is as beautiful as her. She is a majestic and talented woman. She is a wise and strategic king, but she is ruthless, uses all possible means, and never treats others with pretense...
In the past few years since the founding of the Qian Dynasty, she has confiscated and exterminated the families of countless ministers, empires, and sects, including adults and children. They were all killed, and the methods were very cruel.
However, everyone is talking about the story of the empress falling in love with her lord Xin Zhuo and spending a night with a hundred thousand sycamore trees.
At this moment on the Kowloon Platform, if anyone dared to blaspheme her like this, even if the aliens were about to attack her and her life was not long, they would definitely kill this person first. That was just the way she was.
But at this moment, she looked at the man holding her crazily, with the little daughter's attitude on her originally majestic and solemn face undisguised.
This person can only be Xin Zhuo!
This impossible person suddenly appeared at this coincidental moment. Without any courtesy, he jumped to the Kowloon Terrace, hugged Her Majesty the Empress into his arms, and protected her heart with a moon-white robe. Drifting in the wind.
"Xin Zhuo..."
Su Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Jiang Wuwei, Xiong Zhao and Ji Pizong below were all focused, their faces blank, and they even subconsciously glanced at the direction he came from.
For a person like Xin Zhuo, it is difficult to forget anyone who has ever dealt with him, let alone everyone who is deeply involved with him, but...why is he here now?
Isn’t he in southern Xinjiang?
Isn’t he already dead?
"Great Saint Realm..."
The next moment, Jiang Wuwei's face was horrified. He naturally saw the magnificent momentum when Xin Zhuo appeared just now.
To be honest, he still hates Xin Zhuo a little now. Being trapped in the empty sea and destroying a person's cultivation is more uncomfortable than killing him. When Xin Zhuo "dies", he has no trouble in his heart. Even some relief.
But now that Xin Zhuo has returned and is already a great sage, this is the last straw in his heart. The two of them are completely different.
Xin Zhuo's rise is unstoppable. In the future, no, he will already be an ancestor-level big shot!
The key is that everything is just right, in the moment of crisis, come back!
There was even a hint of excitement and dependence in his heart, which was a strange feeling.
Maybe I can survive, maybe there is hope...
"The Great Sage..."
Su Miaojin also murmured, her mood was extremely complicated, she was originally with Xin Zhuo was the most involved. The beauty in the mirror almost got married and helped each other a lot. However, after the romance was broken, they were imprisoned by the elders and never had the chance to meet again.
In fact, it is impossible for a descendant of the ancient emperor, the eldest lady of the main line of the Ye family, to have anything to do with a helpless young cultivator of the Jiang family who is of mixed blood in the mortal world at the foot of the mountain. The descendants of the emperor have been passed down for tens of thousands of years or even longer. , the rules are strict, they are dedicated to martial arts, and their identities are very different.
There are few people in the world who are as amazing as Ji Yaoyue, who dare to take risks, and even her family cannot control her thoughts. When she was young, no one on the mountain could match her competitiveness and competitiveness. Cruel and ruthless, everyone said that this girl was someone who could do great things!
It wasn’t until Su Miaojin came into the world that she realized Xin Zhuo’s hardships in those years. After all the tribes went to war, she still wanted to help him. She knew that Xin Zhuo had a close relationship with the demon tribe in The Mirror, Flowers, Water and Moon, so she took the opportunity to wake him up. The affairs of the Ten Thousand Clan and the Medical Emperor are deeply entangled. If things don't work out, you can escape into the demon clan.
However, now, Xin Zhuo has entered the Hunyuan Sage Realm first and guarded southern Xinjiang for twenty years, becoming famous all over the world. In the past twenty years, he has quickly broken through to the Great Sage Realm. He finally got out of the quagmire. No one will dare to do it again in the future. Look down on him, and the mountain is no exception.
The Great Sage has reached a new level. As long as he doesn't think about rescuing the Medical Emperor, everything is possible.
Seeing him trapped in the quagmire, seeing him turning danger into good fortune, seeing him riding the wind and waves, seeing him reaching the top.
Maybe... only a woman as amazing as the Empress is his perfect match!
The faces of Xiong Zhang and Li Chunyuan behind him are also complicated. They have been unparalleled in the world for only a few decades. Who can be the right person of Young Master/Xin Zhuo?
"The Great Sage..."
Around the Kowloon Terrace, Ye Feiying, Jiang Wen, Chen Wentian and Xin Aotian, a group of great sage ancestors, naturally saw Xin Zhuo. They were slightly startled at first, and then their emotions Also incredibly complex.
This boy has stumbled all the way to the present, and he is actually in the same realm as them. No, at such a young age, for a Hunyuan Saint, the road ahead will probably be longer.
No matter how arrogant they are, they have to admit that this son will eventually step them under his feet.
Xin Zhuo, the great sage who has guarded southern Xinjiang for twenty years and entered the country without any resources, is not even the empress who was forcibly indoctrinated and forcibly indoctrinated by the ancestors of the forbidden land who were cut off by ninety-nine longevity. The entry of the great saint is comparable.
“Alas!” Jiang Wen’s face was full of sighs and a hint of humiliation. All thoughts disappeared. He understood that if this disaster was over, the family in Sandao Mountain would definitely try their best to save the family. If this son please come back and recognize his ancestors, no gods can stop him, and his status is definitely higher than that of his biological father.
How should we face it then...
No matter what the people below thought, Ji Yaoyue's eyes flashed with tears and she said softly: "I thought I would never see you again, Holy King Valley" I thought you were dead, and Southern Xinjiang thought you were dead. I thought I could only see you if I died on Jiulong Terrace..."
"I know you are in danger, even though you are hundreds of thousands or millions of miles away, Mountains and seas are unstoppable, and neither is the sun or the moon. Are you moved when I return to you for the first time?" Ji Yaoyue's back was filled with zhenqi, soothing her newly burned blood and zhenqi.
Actually, there is no such coincidence in the world. He has been here for three days, but he failed to enter the city defense formation. In the end, he finally managed to force a break from the corner and arrived just in time.
"Hmph!"
Ji Yaoyue, regardless of the current enemy and the power of the Nine-Five Lord, wrinkled her nose, her face was slightly red, and she was filled with an extremely happy smile, pretending to pinch his nose, and then suddenly Thinking that something was wrong here, he quickly suppressed his smile.
However, Xin Zhuo's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "How come the foundation is damaged?"
The foundation of Ji Yaoyue's martial arts has been broken, and the meridians, five internal organs, and Danhai are all shaking. It's not something that can be cured by medical skills. Martial arts cultivators in the world are most afraid of damaging their foundation.
Ji Yaoyue sighed softly: "Forcibly entered the Great Saint Realm, accepted the indoctrination of ninety-nine seniors, and now I have fought seventeen games in a row... But it doesn't matter, I am the first emperor in this world, as long as all races The great calamity has passed. If we recast the Great Qian, we can still recover it within a hundred years.”
"A hundred years..." Xin Zhuo sighed a little, how long a hundred years is.
"Boom boom boom——"
The Nine Dragons, Mountain Maps, Land Books, and heroic souls of past dynasties in front are already weak. The rolling army of foreign warriors is approaching like a tide, rolling up the dark clouds in the sky. The momentum is like a rainbow.
"Your Majesty! My Lord!"
Ye Feiying below was respectful, but his tone was anxious.
Ji Yaoyue tried her best to perform the Earth Emperor Technique again, but Xin Zhuo stopped her and scolded: "What do you do? I'll do it. You'd better rest your body!"
Ji Yaoyue said warmly: "You and I As one body, the Tao roots are formed early, and we can cast spells together. I say you Listen..."
Xin Zhuo listened silently. He had integrated nearly a hundred years of martial arts and magical powers, and could draw inferences from analogies. This earthly magic was not difficult. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Hold me!"< br>
Ji Yaoyue hugged his neck.
He held Ji Yaoyue's slender waist with one hand. She was already high in the sky, and her body shook slightly. The nine-colored rays of light came out majesticly. The Kowloon Platform shook with it, which actually caused the power of the emperors of heaven and earth, and even more Majestic.
Ye Feiying, Jiang Wen, Su Miaojin and Li Chunyuan looked down below with horrified faces. Jiulongtai attracts the breath of the emperor of the world, and it has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. Is this all right for Xin Zhuo?
Xin Zhuo looked straight ahead.
Led by hundreds of great saints and thousands of human saints, the alien race roaring in the mountains and tsunami has arrived three miles away. They are so frightened and powerful that the heaven and earth are shaken.
"Xin Zhuo!!"
Among the group of foreign great saints, Sun Kongkong, Jue Tiansi, Feng Luo Hongyun, Niu Miaoyi and others were among them.
Several people were extremely angry. They were defeated by Xin Zhuo before and were seriously injured. Now Xin Zhuo's strange and domineering Great Sage Dao is still wreaking havoc in their bodies. However, the prince and princess, one of the top three alien races, is naturally strong and can still fight. , as long as we capture the last nine thousand miles of the human race, everything will be worth it.
However, I really didn’t expect that this bastard would come back and be the husband of the human empress!
They know very well how domineering and energy-consuming Xin Zhuo is. He had spent the last nineteen years of his life in full swing. If he took over the Empress’s Earthly Emperor magic...
They would be heartbroken. Liang, if you spend another nineteen years here, all the sons of ten thousand tribes will die!
Thousands of races counterattacked, could it be that they fell into the hands of this person in the end?
"Is this person Xin Zhuo?"
The great sages of the Monster Clan, Shenwu Clan, Spirit Clan, Ancient Clan, Wu Clan and other clans looked at Xin Zhuo, and the same thoughts as Sun Kongkong and others were born in their hearts. idea.
That monster who spent nineteen years in Southern Xinjiang among various tribes has now come to Qiongxiao Emperor to spend his time?
They suddenly regretted to the extreme. They should have killed this person long ago, and their hearts felt cold...
(End of this chapter)