Turning misfortunes into good fortune starts with seizing the direct descendants in Kowloon.

Chapter 259: The Prince regicides, the death of Emperor Yong'an, the Emperor's fate "The python swallows the dragon"

I won’t be able to become an emperor.

Plain and natural.

Easy and freehand.

It seems to be telling an extremely simple thing.

Without losing dominance.

Yuan Xuangang was stunned for a moment, then said sharply: "Just you?"

"Do you know what kind of problems the world of Middle-earth is facing today? You are only a kid in your early twenties, what do you know!"

"Be impudent! Don't be rude to His Highness!"

Lu Mingyuan did not understand the shortcomings and truth of the world in Middle-earth, but he was very clear about the fate of the country and the fate of the country.

Since Dayan's luck reached its peak during the Yong'an period, it has been gradually declining, and the entire dynasty has fallen into a strange cycle of five hundred years of reincarnation.

The Dashuang Dynasty ended a century of division, and the three kingdoms were unified and renamed the Silver Frost Empire.

"This this."

But now, Emperor Yong'an is dead.

Who is the emperor and who do they listen to?

All the dragons are dead, but I am alone forever.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the direction of the meat on the ground and chuckled: "That's it."

The ancestors have the final right of interpretation, that is.

It’s time for Dayan to change.

As soon as these words came out, many experts in the Dragon Protection Pavilion were shaken in their eyes.

The things inside were scattered all over the floor, and Lu Mingyuan happened to see a piece of white jade dragon seal with the words "longevity and longevity" engraved on the bottom.

Dayan has been going downhill.

There is no precedent in the ancestral law.

If Emperor Yong'an, an unparalleled ruthless man, hadn't emerged from nowhere, Lu Mingyuan suspected that the world of Middle-earth would have entered a stage of troubled times where various countries were competing for hegemony.

But other countries are changing with each passing day and getting better.

They all stopped using their magical powers.

The Nanli Dynasty recruited talented people, and it had already become a new place for Confucian disciples to enter the world.

I have good luck, so along the way, I have been able to turn dangers into good fortune, and have encountered many adventures. In just three years, I have reached the eleventh level. On the surface, I have received help and favor from many big bosses. In fact, I have been silently absorbing it. It is related to the luck of winning the heir in Kowloon.

If all the luck of the dragon veins were sacrificed by the emperor and used to pursue the method of immortality, the result can be imagined.

Lu Mingyuan stood in the center of the world, in front of the nine-port stone tripod in front of the Shengming Palace, looking at the many powerful masters with an indifferent expression.

For such an important thing as the Great Flame Jade Seal, my father did not choose to put it in the palace, but put it on himself, in the jade pendant he carried with him.

With Lu Mingyuan's current level of cultivation, he could smash the jade pendant dug out of the flesh with just one hand.

"Chu Youli, you want to betray the Holy Lord!"

As long as this Jiangshan's surname is still Lu, it doesn't matter.

Seeing that the prince had obtained the Great Flame Jade Seal, some masters in the palace questioned the pony-tailed woman and shouted:

Lu Mingyuan looked at the many faces that kept changing, knowing that his goal had been achieved.

The Sui Dynasty accumulated the wealth managed by five generations of emperors, and worked together to get rid of the label of a barbarian land. They established the prince early and trained their successors, which was a huge threat.

"Wow!"

Ever since my father relied on the mysterious method of longevity, the country's fortunes have become increasingly sluggish. In recent years, the country's power has been declining. There were either droughts or floods. It is vaguely visible that during the sixty-seventh year of Yong'an, seven states and fourteen counties were wiped out by the sky. water.

"There's no need to argue with you."

Everything changes.

The demons in the north are watching with eager eyes. The Empress of the Underworld is trying her best to seize the luck of the Middle-earth and become a god. She may come back at any time.

He turned his head and thought: "Father must die. If he lives, I will have trouble sleeping and eating if he doesn't die for a day."

Yuan Xuangang is right, the current situation in Dayan is indeed very bad.

The new king of the Jinwu Kingdom ascended the throne and initiated a palace coup, ending the decades-long regency of the Golden Crow Princess. He appointed Confucianism and Legalism to reform.

If Emperor Yong'an is still there, they really have nothing to hesitate. Being loyal to the royal family and serving the royal family is the duty of the Dragon Protection Pavilion.

So he looked at an Ouchi master with the lowest cultivation level, a pony-tailed woman dressed as a heroine, and asked:
"How to close the palace's protective formation, tell Gu, and Gu will make you the number one master in the Great Yan Empire, and reward you with an innate magic weapon."

The wild demon clan sharpens their swords and treats humans as two-legged sheep. They don't want to cross the Great Wall and invade the Middle Earth every day.

"You just need to figure out who is the real master of Dayan now."

The pony-tailed woman was stunned when she heard this, and was a little moved. She said in a stumbling tone: "You need to use the Great Flame Dragon Seal."

The pony-tailed woman looked confused and said with a guilty conscience: "But the Holy One is already dead! Are we going to die too?"

Lu Mingyuan ignored their conversation.

Instead, he used the jade seal to arrive at the entrance of Shengming Palace. Under a gentle curtain of light, the formation was lifted.

Lu Mingyuan turned into a stream of light and escaped into the depths of the palace.

"What are you doing, Your Highness?"

The Celestial Master in white, Xu Changqing, held the Bagua compass in his hand and asked doubtfully.

Under his aura and divination.

I discovered something indescribable, there was no ominous divination, but the future was uncertain, as if something powerful was about to be born.

Seeing this scene, Sui Yuqing said softly: "I must have his intention."

"Fairy, can you see the outcome of this battle?" Xu Changqing said in a serious voice.

Sui Yuqing shook his head: "Now the prince's secret has been blocked by Patriarch Yuqing. If it is not a powerful person above the fourteenth realm, there is no way to explore it."

"But the trend of His Majesty's hexagrams is very strange. It doesn't look like he is dead, but there are still hexagrams. His Highness must be cleaning up the mess."

"Should we go and take a look, in case something unexpected happens?"

Facing Xu Changqing's inquiry, Sui Yuqing thought for a while and looked at the golden-armored giant who had gradually stopped moving. Bai Yujing also stopped controlling the flying sword.

She made a quick decision.

"go!"

"it is good."

The two of them also turned into streams of light and escaped into the depths of the palace.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

In the secret room of the deep palace, Emperor Yong'an's soul was protected by the divine bead and was already suspended between heaven and earth. It was extremely weak, and the malice in his eyes seemed to be real.

"Lu Mingyuan, the thing I regret most is letting you live until now. I should have killed you at all costs before you stayed in the cold palace."

The iron-blooded emperor, whose body was destroyed, couldn't help but become furious at this moment. He lost his ability to manage his emotions, but he could still maintain absolute calmness in front of all the civil and military officials.

When the powerful ministers were killed and the seven kings were defeated, Mount Tai collapsed in front of them without losing sight of their appearance.

He has never failed like this before, and has never been forced to do this!

If it hadn't been for the protection of the Divine Pearl just now, he might really have been killed by Lu Mingyuan.

Fortunately, the protective mechanism of the divine bead was triggered.

As long as someone wants to kill his soul, he can awaken the divine pearl and take his soul away.

After roaring for a moment, Emperor Yong'an also regained some composure. He knew that if he wanted to make a comeback, he could only kill Lu Mingyuan.

This time, the trend has been achieved.

During these years of forbearance in the cold palace, planning and planning, on the surface he appeared to be a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing, but in fact, was he wary of himself?

He had already guessed that Lu Mingyuan's abilities could not be limited to what Leng Gong had shown. Starting from Li Yan's speech for the country, he had begun to show his outstanding achievements.

But I still underestimated him.

Still underestimated.

Finally out of his control.

This son deliberately showed his fragile side, crying bitterly for Qi Xingyan's death. On the other hand, this old rotten Confucian dared to plot against himself, violate the foundation of the Confucian temple, and go against the king.

In the deep palace, a stream of light quickly passed through the sky.

Lu Mingyuan held the Yuqing Peach Talisman in his hand with a calm expression. This Peach Talisman was one of his trump cards and part of the regicide plan.

The most urgent task is to get rid of the great enemy Yong'an Emperor.

Fortunately, the entire world was blocked by Wei Laojiu.

Today, my father must die.

At the beginning, he was thinking about what to do if he was not strong enough.

The tokens of the three religions are not only proof of identity, but also proof of luck.

If something unexpected happens, he will break into the Martial Saint Realm!
Holding the Great Flame Jade Seal in his hand, he felt a familiar energy from the direction of the palace.

The body flew past quickly, landed on the eaves, and locked onto the soul figure in the hall.

At this moment.

Emperor Yong'an seemed to have expected that Lu Mingyuan could catch up.

When he saw the jade seal in Lu Mingyuan's hand, he snorted coldly: "These guys in the Dragon Protection Pavilion are so quick to change sides."

"Without the physical body and all the means, what are you going to use to fight me?"

Lu Mingyuan said calmly.

"Father, your era has come to an end."

"But why do you insist on being an enemy of the three religions?"

At this time, Lu Mingyuan still wanted to know more about the inside story.

Emperor Yong'an calmed down and remained focused, staring at Lu Mingyuan full of resentment:
"After reaching the twelfth level with luck, I, like Wu Gongyu, are looking for ways to break through to the upper third level. She wants to use the luck of the Middle-earth dynasty to surpass the ten tribes and become a god. I want to use Shengming Luck is the way to live forever."

"Three years ago, I had the same idea as her, but the three religions deceived people too much. They targeted Great Yan in every possible way, stumbling upon and tampering in secret. I could only find another way, whether it was martial arts, Taoism, Confucianism, temples, and Buddhism, but They are just chess pieces of the sage patriarch.

The matter has come to this, I must use them as nutrients for the method of immortality. The luck of the three religions converges on the nine sons. In the end, only one person can gain the respect of the three religions.

Everything was going very smoothly. I was just one step away from success! "

"Sir, why can't you die and be my wedding dress!"

"There are almost no shortcomings in martial arts practice. My physical body was originally reluctant to be fused with the divine pearl, so I could only use luck to make up for it. Today you destroyed my physical body, which undoubtedly made the decision for me!"

After listening to Emperor Yong'an's roar, Lu Mingyuan roughly understood the truth.

The original truth.

His father defeated the Demon Kingdom. He thought it was a great victory, but it turned out to be a great victory deliberately manipulated by the Lord of the Ming Kingdom. Wu Gongyu only abandoned his son, but he was about to face his end. In order to find the way to immortality, he had no choice but to , reached an agreement with Wu Gongyu.

I don’t know what kind of immortality method I have obtained. As long as I swallow my luck, I can obtain eternal life.

This method of immortality sounds quite strange and requires a large amount of Qi movement to fill it.

So my father took up the idea of ​​three religions.

We have embarked on the current path of no return.

Emperor Yong'an looked at Heiyao Shenguang on the side and said sadly: "It's almost time to chat with you. Do you think it's over here?"

"No, everything has just begun!"

"Today, you want to seek justice for Qi Xingyan, clear your name, and become the True Dragon Emperor of the entire Great Yan. It's up to me to cut off your thoughts!"

The reason why he was willing to tell Lu Mingyuan so much was to delay time.

At this moment, the seal of the divine bead was lifted, and the power from the ancient god turned into black and pure energy, lingering on the surface of his soul.

The breath gradually began to surge. The entire hall began to shake.

The Great Yan Palace, the civil and military officials, the noble royal family, the monks of the three academies, and all the masters in the palace heard the miserable dragon roar of the underground dragon veins, coming from the depths of the palace.

Many people felt as if something terrible had happened.

It's like the end of the world is coming.

Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, a ferocious golden dragon broke through the dome of the palace, clearly visible to everyone.

"Great Yan's national destiny?"

Suddenly, there were calls.

The Great Yan Kingdom's transport tools gathered with dragon veins appeared, dormant on the Great Yan Capital.

This golden dragon of national luck is glowing with blazing fire, symbolizing the fire attribute.

Emperor Yong'an's new body was covered with extremely evil black lines, and the whole body was indescribably weird, just like those demon cultivators from the Demon Kingdom, rising into the sky, standing in the void, overlooking Lu Mingyuan from a high place.

Today, he has all the fortunes of the Great Yan Nation, is blessed by luck, and is blessed by the power of the Great Divine Pearl, and he feels more confident than ever before.

Even if there is a Confucian saint in front of him, he is not afraid.

"If the Great Flame is not destroyed for a day, I will be the king of a country, and I will be blessed with good fortune. What do you want to fight with me, Nizi? You have the tokens of the three religions, and this divine bead on my body is the source of the most ancient gods. "

People looked up at the god-like Golden Dragon Emperor in the sky in the distance. They couldn't see clearly the figures on it, but they could feel the familiar energy.

"Could this person be the Holy One? He's not dead yet?"

"Impossible. Isn't the Holy One dead? Why are you confronting the Crown Prince now?"

"This power is so evil. It doesn't seem to come from Middle Earth. Is it possible that the Holy One has really colluded with the demon girl?"

Many people have already speculated on the outcome of the incident.

Witnessed with my own eyes the confrontation between Emperor Yong'an and the Crown Prince.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were calm and he wrote lightly: "There are some things that I have to tell you. What you want is now very close to me."

"It's not just the luck of the three religions, the real method of immortality, or the truth about the gods, the underworld, and the gods."

"If the middle-earth people want to break into the upper third level, why do they need to rely on the method of the Holy Ghost? The method of relying on the gods that our ancestors spent thousands of years to give up has been picked up again by you."

"Why there are no gods in the Middle Earth, but there are gods in the Holy Underworld. This is the result of the hard work of countless sages and great men. Now you have undoubtedly given up on the people of Great Yan and the monks of Middle Earth who live in this land."

The experience of the Great Thousand Canglan Tu made Lu Mingyuan understand.

If you want to truly stand at the top of this world, you can only know yourself, improve yourself, and rely on yourself.

"It's useless to talk more. You'll know after you fight!"

Emperor Yong'an, however, was unwilling to talk nonsense with him any more, and carried a towering dragon shadow in his palm.

"If you want to come, just come."

After Lu Mingyuan responded calmly, he quickly absorbed the luck in the Yuqing Peach Talisman, a backhand left by Patriarch Yuqing.

Officially gather the power of the three religions to attack the Martial Saint Realm!

"Emperor Orange Fate - Martial Saint, the refining rate increases by 20%"

"Absorbing the luck of the Ritual Saint, triggering the trait "True Martial Arts", and temporarily promoting your cultivation to the Martial Saint realm. "

"Red Gold Fate (True Dragon Emperor): The way of heaven is revitalized, the true dragon is born, strong and strong, five-star obsidian spirit. Powering the world, ruling the eight wastelands, the king of heaven is the master of mankind, competing in the world, I have the destiny! "

"Red Gold Fate - True Dragon Emperor, the refining rate increases by 15%"

"The refining degree is 15%, unlock the destiny trait-Great Emperor (Elementary)"

"Great Emperor (Elementary): Ziwei, the Great Emperor's Chamber, the essence of Taiyi. The higher the cultivation level and luck, the higher the prestige and coercive aura. Ignoring the many negative effects of the practice method, what you say is easier to convince people."

Martial Saint Realm!
Breaking through the Martial Saint allowed Lu Mingyuan to absorb enough luck, so that the fate of the "True Dragon Emperor" was sufficiently refined, and he obtained the characteristics of the "Great Emperor".

A shocking aura and coercion swept over Lu Mingyuan's body in an instant.

"Yangsu."

Lu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and shook it, and Yang Su turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand.

This stream of light streaked across the sky, crossing the eyes of everyone who looked up at the sky.

What is a Martial Saint?

A punch that shakes the sky!
Qi and blood are flowing to the sky!

Can conquer a country!
Above the human world, beyond the gate of heaven.

Wei Laojiu blocked the medieval era with one person. In the direction of the Heavenly Gate facing the ascension platform, a long and towering giant shadow flashed past. The thirty-third heaven of the Heavenly Palace wanted to break through his defense line and interfere with the human world, but he was Blocked within the gate of heaven.

At this time, when he saw that Lu Mingyuan's realm had reached that of the Martial Saint, he couldn't help but chuckle, nodded, and said:

"very good."

At the door of the palace, Sui Yuqing and Xu Changqing, who had arrived late, stared at the sky.

Sui Yuqing looked at the horizon, but still couldn't see the battle scene. He could only hear the sound of explosions that sounded like God's excitement.

His Royal Highness, who is good at forbearing and keeping the overall situation in mind, has actually reached a state that is extremely difficult for martial artists in the world to reach.

She couldn't help but whisper: "Your Highness, we must succeed."

At the gate of the imperial city, a white-haired Taoist nun with a cold and elegant temperament wiped off the blood on the blade of the ancient Heavenly Burial Immortal Sword, and looked at the sky. Indescribable complexity appeared in her eyes.

In the past, when encountering wind and snow in Daxueping, Lenggong, the handsome young man who would scold someone for being cold to death has grown to this point?

Many sweet memories emerged in Yun Qinghe's mind. The corners of his mouth turned up inexplicably, and he narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked in the strange direction of the clouds.

If this world.

Without you.

It's a bit boring.

The top of the palace city.

In Dayan Longbi Square, the battle was over. Zhao Xuanwu took off his hat, revealing the gray hair underneath. He was only middle-aged, but his head was covered with white hair.

He held the bamboo stick tightly and looked at the flickering light in the sky. This Lord Sword Master, who had dominated an era, seemed a little nervous.

Fear of what happened a hundred years ago happening again.

He didn't want to see his former disciples die in front of him again.

Almost everyone's eyes are chasing the two streams of light in the sky. In this top-notch duel, the outcome is extremely crucial.

decided the outcome of this incident.

Under the public gaze, Lu Mingyuan seemed to have something to say.

A brilliant text appeared in front of my eyes.

"I am a true dragon, and I deserve destiny. I absorb the fortunes of the East Palace, the Three Religions and others, trigger the trait "Destiny", and receive the blessing of the national destiny. "

"Ouch!"

In the Imperial Palace, Imperial City, and Great Yan Capital, countless people heard the roar of the dragon. A brand-new Great Yan Heavenly Fate True Dragon emerged from the clouds, soaring into the clouds and riding the mist. Mist erupted from his nostrils, and the golden light of the dragon scales lingered.

The long beard is trembling, the horns are bifurcated, the dragon's mouth is sharp, the hair on the neck is dancing, and the golden dragon eyes are extremely sharp.

The Dragon of Destiny is extremely fast and can't wait to find its new master.

Lu Mingyuan landed lightly on its back, standing proudly on top of the capital in the posture of a martial saint.

However, the Golden Dragon's fortune in Emperor Yong'an's body dimmed instantly and was basically eliminated.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"You haven't ascended the throne yet, how can you have the vision of destiny!"

Emperor Yong'an's face became extremely ugly, his pupils trembled, and it seemed difficult to accept this fact.

Why did Great Yan Tianming choose Lu Mingyuan as the master?
He felt like the whole world had betrayed him.

He is not dead yet, the throne is still his, but why did Great Yan Tianming give up on him.

Dear ancestors!

Why is this so!

Don't I have any contribution to Dayan? !
"Why? Just because you have betrayed everyone, it was not Great Yan who chose me, but they chose Great Yan, and you have already betrayed Great Yan, betrayed the human race, and thrown yourself into the embrace of the gods of the Holy Underworld."

Lu Mingyuan spoke calmly as he swung his sword.

This knife.

Earth-shattering.

Dazzling and dazzling, just go to kill the dragon!

"Roar!"

Carrying the Great Yan's national destiny, the True Dragon of Destiny swallowed up a large amount of the national destiny's energy, blessed Lu Mingyuan's body, and combined it with the sword's intention.

"what!!"

Emperor Yong'an lost the blessing of Dayan's national destiny, and his body and soul were severely damaged!

"Come again!"

One cut was not enough, so Lu Mingyuan added another cut.

The True Dragon of Destiny entrenched and danced in the sky, constantly impacting and penetrating Emperor Yong'an's body.

Under the national destiny of the whole country, the black divine pearl flashes with dark light, constantly resisting the national destiny of the country.

However, Emperor Yong'an's soul could not withstand the power of the divine bead and became fragmented.

Wow!

Lu Mingyuan pierced Emperor Yong'an's chest with a knife and said loudly: "Father, in your sixty-nine years of reign, have you ever recalled your original intention of ascending the throne? When you sat back and watched the border invasion, did you ever hear the cries of the people across millions of miles of land? "

"Father, I, on behalf of Mr. Qi, and on behalf of the people of the world, I will ask you for your sins!"

"You traitor!"

Emperor Yong'an was in great pain and humiliation. Being scolded by his own son in front of his face was really extremely humiliating!
Lu Mingyuan's martial arts luck soared into the sky and was unstoppable. Emperor Yong'an was at close range and was washed away by the power of the martial saint. His eyes were round and his mouth was trembling.

"This time, I will destroy everything about you, including your soul, so that you cannot be reborn, and you will never die again!"

Lu Mingyuan stood in the void and turned into a rainbow light.

Knife up and down.

Heads fell to the ground.

The soul escapes.

In an instant, he was locked by the vision of the real dragon of destiny and stayed in place.

It was swallowed directly by the Destiny Dragon's mouth and kept chewing.

On the verge of death, Emperor Yong'an's last words and curses came from the body of True Dragon Tianming:

"Guizi, you will regret it! Do you think the Three Religions are really good things? Without me, Dayan will only be destroyed!"

"No! I won't give in!"

"rebellious son"

After a few breaths, the voice gradually died down.

This emperor whose prestige was overlooked by Great Yan for a period of time finally died at the hands of Lu Mingyuan.

at this moment.

Prompts appeared in front of my eyes.

"The life master successfully killed the king and won the destiny of the Great Flame. The dragon's luck is unprecedentedly high!"

"If the hexagram is successful, it will be auspicious!"

"Emperor Orange's horoscope (python swallowing dragon): The pythons sing in unison, the glow is endless, the swallowing power changes, the holy dragon screams, the python rises, I wonder if all the heroes in the world are sad to hear the dragon's cry!"

"Swallowing Life (Elementary): You can swallow the destiny and luck of other true dragons, greatly improving your own destiny, luck, and qualifications."

(End of this chapter)