Chapter 1110: The road is difficult to achieve, kill the emperor's son with a sword
The blood-robed Taoist sat cross-legged in the household hall and practiced with his eyes closed.
People were coming and going in the hall, and from time to time, members of the Horned Demon Emperor clan were coming and going in the palace. These people looked at the blood-robed Taoist with hatred, disgust, and contempt... These relatively young monks could not hide themselves perfectly. emotions.
However, no one dared to actually come forward and say evil words.
Jiang Ding didn't care at all.
He has forgotten both things and me. Even at this moment, he is still cultivating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, strengthening his foundation bit by bit. The favorable cultivation environment in the imperial palace has accelerated his cultivation speed a lot, and he is still making slow progress. .
I don’t know how much time passed.
"The Emperor, I want to see you."
The Mountain King's dull voice echoed in the air.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, slowly drew back his strength, nodded, stood up, and walked towards the center of the palace complex with the Demon Mountain King.
The two walked side by side, as if they were still working together in the past years, scheming with each other, stabbing each other secretly, cheating on each other, laughing and talking on the surface, calling themselves brothers and close friends.
There was silence.
"Why,"
"Why don't you be more respectful?"
The Mountain King couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, not because of sympathy, but simply because of doubts in his heart. He was puzzled: "Weren't you like this before?"
"In terms of flattery, flattery surpasses me by an unknown amount. It makes the emperor very happy. I secretly admire him and study in private."
"Why is it like this now?"
"Be more respectful and humble, and make the emperor happy. Not only can you survive, but your sect and your people can also prosper. Is it good for you and me? Isn't this good?"
"When did something as insignificant as dignity become so important in your heart?"
The Mountain King was puzzled.
"Are you curious?"
Jiang Ding raised his eyes to look at him, but now there was no hatred in the past.
Without him, he was just a high-level slave who gave up everything and attached himself to the Yanshi family. Of course he was guilty and had committed many crimes. He should die, but there should be no hatred towards him.
Hatred should be placed on the Horned Demon Emperor Clan and the Yanshi Family. This is the kind of mind a man should have, instead of focusing on the weak.
"Yes, I'm curious."
Magic Mountain admitted.
"This is not the cautious way you used to be. You actually dare to spy on matters related to the Imperial Realm."
Jiang Ding smiled, not hiding anything, and sighed: "The Imperial Realm has already divided the power of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, even for the Slave Emperor."
"At this level, flattery can no longer make up for it."
"Only value can make up for it a little bit."
"Value?"
Mo Shan was startled.
Jiang Ding ignored him no longer. He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and walked silently, not knowing what to think.
After a while, the two came to the Crown Prince's Palace, but did not enter. They walked past and walked straight towards the tall and majestic Flame Emperor's Palace.
The surrounding temperature is getting hotter and hotter, and as it goes deeper, it is enough to melt the shield of the Nascent Soul monk, as if walking step by step into the depths of the flame hell.
Arrive at the deepest part of the Flame Emperor Palace.
Here Jiang Ding saw the Emperor Yanliu who was sitting high on the throne of the Flame Emperor.
Yes, it's not the smaller Emperor's Throne, but the more majestic Flame Throne of the Great Emperor. He just sat like this, looking down at the two servants who were walking towards him below, with no expression of joy or anger.
"Son of the Emperor, the slave Blood River King has been brought here."
Mo Shan knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times in a row, never missing an opportunity to express his loyalty.
Jiang Ding quietly stared at the Flame Emperor's Son on the Flame Emperor's throne without speaking.
"Asshole!"
"You bitch slave, why don't you kneel down when you see my son?" Emperor Yanliu looked unhappy and scolded: "Do you know that if it weren't for my son's protection, you would have died in the hands of your lonely father?"
"If you still want to have a chance to spy on the Great Emperor Realm, you need to make your position clear!"
"You are a slave!"
"I will be a lowly slave forever, even if I am promoted to the Great Emperor!"
"You will always be the dog of my Yanshi family!"
"In this way, you will get a chance. With my gift and permission, you can be promoted to the imperial realm. Do you understand?"
He used both kindness and power, threatened and intimidated, and once he got it right, he had mastered the essence of how to use people.
As expected, the Blood River King showed hesitation.
"Haha!"
Emperor Yanliu felt a strong sense of joy in his heart.
What about the human race's peerless genius in swordsmanship?
What about the invincible king?
Why don't you bow your head respectfully at the feet of this emperor and be a lowly dog?
But even so, this dog is not qualified!
The Flame Emperor looked forward to it very much. He tortured him in every possible way and completely destroyed his self-esteem. After Kenshin turned him into a real dog, he told him that he had never planned to give him the opportunity of the Imperial Realm from the beginning to the end. What kind of expression would the blood-robed Taoist in front of me show?
At that time, it must be very exciting.
Keng!
At this time, a melodious sword sound resounded throughout the world.
The overwhelming killing intent surged like a wave, instantly flooding the entire palace and all living creatures, causing everyone inside to tremble and feel chilled in their hearts.
Among them, the high-altitude Emperor Hiroliu looked down.
His strength is that of an ordinary king. In front of a truly invincible king, he is like an ant. Under such murderous intent, his body will tremble and he will be unable to control himself.
"You bitch slave..."
The Flame Emperor's body was shaking with anger.
The original expectation and joy in his heart immediately turned into fear, and then into intense embarrassment, and his face turned red with anger.
"After all, it won't work?"
"My imperial realm."
Jiang Ding pulled out the long sword little by little and sighed sadly, with sadness, despair, and sadness in his expression.
The killing intent around him became more and more violent and cold, and all the kings around him seemed to be sitting in a small boat in the strong wind and waves, as if they would be swallowed up by the huge waves in the next moment, leaving no bones left.
"Asshole!"
"If you are so unruly and unruly, you will naturally fail to reach the imperial realm!"
The Emperor Yanliu was furious and said coldly.
"Alas,"
"Flame, you son of a bitch,"
"Has no one ever told you that your acting skills and your city are just like those of a child?"
Jiang Ding sighed slightly and said sadly: "A fool like you can't even pretend. Your eager little thoughts, cruelty, violence and murderous intentions are as clear as if they were written on paper."
"It seems that something happened beyond my control."
"Heaven wants to destroy me, and the great road will not succeed after all..."
Keng!
Boom!
A bloody light bloomed, its blood was like a dragon, violent and bloody, swallowing up the entire sky, and crashed down towards the Emperor of Flame Stream on the Throne of Flame.
A tsunami-like killing intent enveloped him, and he could not even move his body. As for the Demon Mountain King, Chenshan King and others, they were like ants, unable to react.
Under this bloody sword light, the noble man above, the emperor's son on the throne, was weaker than a reptile!
(End of chapter)