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Chapter 260: Heavenly Gate God, Saint Patriarch, the whole world looks at one person

Dead, finally dead.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the fate of "python swallowing dragon" in front of him, his consciousness was out of body, and he was quite lost.

Then he couldn't help but let out a breath. After being highly concentrated and tense, he was extremely tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

The Destiny True Dragon, which controls the destiny of the Great Yan nation, looks majestic, but is actually extremely energy-consuming, extremely harsh on the physical body, very strong, and cannot be used frequently.

Let me ask, if the fate of the whole Great Yan is pressed on one person, no one can bear it.

Fortunately, he has reached the Martial Saint Realm and can avoid such side effects.

But it's all worth it.

Lu Mingyuan stood in the void, overlooking the vast land, staring at the majestic capital city in front of him, like the backbone of a giant dragon, and breathed a sigh of relief again.

Let out all the depression that I have suffered during this period of time.

As Yuan Xuangang said, the death of the old emperor will have an indelible impact on the entire Middle-earth world.

No matter what the outcome is, we must give an explanation to everyone in the world.

For the current capital, what is crucial is that the new emperor ascends the throne.

Then there is the new emperor of Great Yan.

A country cannot live without a king for a day, and the ascension of a new emperor to the throne is the prerequisite for everything. Only when a new emperor ascends the throne can the four directions and other countries be truly stabilized. If Dayan is leaderless and all the major dynasties are eyeing it, then Dayan will definitely be doomed.

What happened today will definitely leave a mark in the history books.

The death of Emperor Yong'an was just the beginning, and the various aftermath issues that followed were the top priority.

The prince committed regicide!

In the more than three hundred years since the founding of Dayan, no emperor in this palace has ever been killed in public, except for Emperor Taizu when he destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty and wiped out the rebellious parties!
Emperor Yong'an was perhaps the first emperor in Dayan's history to be killed in public over the palace.

While she was sighing, she was also a little heavy.

As long as I, Lu Mingyuan, am here for one day.

Don't worry, sir.

If something goes wrong, the hard-won public support will be lost.

This was a strange man, and even she had to admire and admire him sometimes.

It will definitely let you.

Mainly divided into two aspects.

Domestic conflicts may be the least serious, but the more serious one is the second aspect.

Today's Great Yan Dynasty has encountered an unexpected change, and has just had a fight with Sheng Ming. Both sides have invested huge amounts of troops and manpower. It is the best time for the invasion of the Wild Demon Clan.

Yuan Xuangang was also looking at this old man who knew his destiny, his face and eyes were extremely complicated.

After a moment of silence, Lu Mingyuan looked towards the sky in the north, as if there was an elegant old man wearing a blue scholar's shirt, with gray hair and slightly frosted temples, sitting under a tree playing chess, smiling calmly at him.

All the ministers looked at each other in silence, immersed in the moment when the emperor's life was ended.

Dead, the Holy One is dead.
All civil and military officials stood in the Longbi Square in front of Shengming Palace, looking at the sky dreamily.

The wind lifted her hair, brushed the cinnabar between her eyebrows, and touched her beautiful and beautiful face. She finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

From today on, he is the emperor of this country.

After saying this, he bowed towards the north and compiled.

In their minds, scenes of major events that happened during the Yong'an years flashed through their minds. The majestic Emperor Yong'an sat on the dragon throne and reprimanded the ministers in a calm and authoritative voice. Everyone was silent and did not dare to raise their heads. It was such an old emperor who had ruled the court for sixty-nine years, but he died at the hands of his most valued son.

After His Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne, he can consolidate his power to fight against the Manghuang Demon Clan and the Shengming Demon Clan.

Covet and envy come from all directions.

Lu Mingyuan stared blankly in his eyes and said, "Mr. Qi, I have done what you said."

Whether to be honest or to hide something is something that His Highness needs to consider.

At this moment, in the palace, Shishuang Imperial Master and Cihang Fairy Sui Yuqing stood facing the wind, their Taoist robes fluttering.

The first is the internal explanation of the Dayan Dynasty, including the officials of the major states and counties, the armies of various regions, the people of various regions, and the monks of various sects.

Officials in various places need to be reassured and not panicked, so that they can help the court, stabilize the hearts of the people, and prevent demons from various places from causing trouble.

As long as the old emperor reigns for one day, he can intimidate all the people in the world. With Emperor Yong'an's past achievements and achievements, the Yong'an prosperous era he created has allowed China to maintain peace for a long time without the outbreak of war.

Once the tiger in the mountain dies, no matter who it is, they all want to try and see who is the master of the mountain.

Come back to earth!

The Holy Spirit is dead. No matter how angry or opposed he is, it will be of no use.
He looked quietly, staring at the position of the Dragon Throne, unable to let go for a long time. Perhaps he was recalling the scenes he had experienced during his more than thirty years in power.

It was only in recent years that the balance was tipped.

Lu Mingyuan.

Although there were twists and turns in this battle, victory was achieved in the end.

Now that Emperor Yong'an is dead, all the major dynasties must be ready to take action.

"Anyway, this matter has been settled, and the cold palace prince has finally come out on top."

Sui Yuqing walked out of the palace, looked at the man above the square, and showed a faint smile.

"This dog emperor is finally dead."

On the other side, everyone in the Infernal Affairs Party, every leader, showed a happy smile. They were excited and excited, and they wanted to scream a few times to express their inner joy.

Once Emperor Yong'an dies, their Infernal Affairs Party can get rid of the skin of the underground organization.

From now on, the Infernal Affairs Party is the official organization.

With His Highness the Crown Prince here, no matter what the Infernal Affairs Party does, there will be no obstacles and their power will be further expanded.

No longer have to worry about being arrested by the court.

Change your body, change your clothes.

Directly from a mouse surviving in the darkness, it became a python in the sun.

Luo Ying didn't say anything. She stared at Lu Mingyuan's back, lost in thought. She didn't expect that a simple cooperation in the past would produce such a huge reward.

After all, at the beginning, she just wanted to use the East Palace Palace to escape the pursuit of the White Lotus Ancient Sect.

Who would have thought that they would directly become a regular army later on.

True Buddha Zen Master, monk Jiang Shan in white, clasped his hands, bowed his head slightly, and remained silent, seeming to be thinking about how to spread Buddhist classics to every corner of Dayan.

Of course, not everyone is in a happy mood.

"Waste! What a waste!"

In a small courtyard somewhere in the imperial city, Xun Yu, the Imperial Master of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, who was in the body of the Ninth Prince Lu Yunhuang, was shouting at the top of his lungs, hating iron but not steel, and said:

"Emperor Yong'an is a waste. He has been planning for so many years and left so many back-ups, but they all ended up being left to the dogs. He was killed so easily by a cold palace boy who had practiced martial arts for less than three years, and his soul was killed together. , the body dies and the Tao disappears.”

obviously.

Seeing that Lu Mingyuan was in trouble, he ousted Emperor Yong'an from the throne. Not only did he become notorious, he also took the throne of Dayan.

Xun Yu was very reluctant and even a little jealous.

He has longed for Great Yan's national destiny for many years, but has never had the opportunity to get into it because Emperor Yong'an has been guarding him.

Otherwise, he would not have invested in the second prince, Lu Guangjing.

He just wants to use Lu Yunqing to win the position of prince and covet the throne, so that he can hinder him, steal the fate of the country of Dayan, and rival the ancient saints. He was severely injured by the Soldier Saint. This ray of soul was incomplete and could only reside in Lu Yunhuang's body. He had no way to take action himself.

If Emperor Yong'an could be more stable and use that forbidden power, he could kill Lu Mingyuan.

He has the confidence to last until the day this country falls.

It's a pity that Emperor Yong'an failed to do it and was knocked down by Lu Mingyuan.

His first plan came to nothing.

If two dragons fight, one of them will die.

Lu Mingyuan defeated Lu Yunqing in the question game, which was what he expected.

Sitting on a mountain and watching tigers fight, the fisherman will benefit.

But Emperor Yong'an failed to defeat Lu Mingyuan, allowing the boy to successfully monopolize Great Yan's national destiny.

Emperor Yong'an thought that he and Empress Da Ming were the only two people in the world who knew about the divine beads.

In fact, there was one other person who knew.

It was him Xun Yu.

If it weren't for him, how would Empress Da Ming give this thing to Emperor Yong'an for safekeeping as a mortgage.

If it weren't for this mortgage, how could Emperor Yong'an discover the secret of immortality in the divine bead.

Everything is just the fluctuation of people's hearts.

After all, even an emperor could not refuse the temptation of immortality.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

The honest and mediocre Lu Yunhuang's first reaction was one of shock when he saw that his imperial brother really won this battle.

But then I remembered the changes in my husband's evaluation of Lu Mingyuan.

He just knew.

In fact, my husband also misjudged it at first.

Lu Mingyuan is not only his Sixth Emperor brother.

He is also a respectable opponent.

"Don't panic, wait and see what happens."

Xun Yu's plain voice sounded, and he looked at the position of the palace with his soul, and said in a deep tone: "When Emperor Yong'an was there, the prestige was still there, and the world could still maintain stability. Now that the emperor is dead, the world is in chaos. He, Lu Mingyuan, is a dragon or an insect. , it is still unclear whether Dayan can continue to go on. "

"After a year of warming up, it's time for me to take action myself."

Just as everyone was sighing, a loud noise was suddenly heard from the sky.

"boom!"

I heard a roar coming from the sky in the nine-day sky, and everyone was shocked and quickly raised their heads.

Many great spiritual masters hidden in the clouds could not help but reveal their figures. They looked at the position of the sky with a solemn look on their faces.

I saw a bright divine bead appearing at the place where Emperor Yong'an died, with a dark glow, like a dark moon.

The divine bead was originally an ownerless thing, but at this moment it was being pulled and headed straight for the Tianmen.

The illusory Heavenly Gate is like the illusory Heavenly Palace in a dream, looming and looming.

In just such a moment, Lu Mingyuan discovered that countless auras appeared in the sky.

They were all bystanders of this war, or neutrals. For various reasons, they did not take action, but waited for the result.

Now that the battle is over and the mutant disciples are born, they can't just sit back and watch, so they reveal their figures one after another.

Figures with unfathomable qi machines flew out and landed on the Great Flame Dragon Wall.

They come from different forces, some are dressed in various colors of Confucian robes, have pure temperaments, and are of different ages. They wear gentleman's swords on their waists. They are high-spirited young Confucian scholars, an old and gray old man holding a qin, with eyes as deep as a thousand-year-old cold pool, and a man holding a bamboo flute. middle-aged man.

The leader is a clear old man, dressed in a purple robe, standing across the sky. He has an elegant and easy-going temperament, meticulous forehead hair, and a long white beard under his chin. He has a sense of elegance and unfathomable energy, as if he has insight into everything in the world.

Some carry radiant halos, some have swaying robes, and some come with swords.
Among these qi practitioners, there is one who is in the middle and has a unique temperament.

There is a sun disk suspended behind him, and six blazing red black blades stand around the disk. His clothes and belt are fluttering, like a god.

This handsome man with fluttering blue robes descended from the sky and stood between heaven and earth. His whole body was filled with a layer of white mist, like the mist of a large lake or the strong wind on the top of a mountain. The pattern of the flame bird on his robe was extremely bright, and his black hair was scattered. She is full of energy, floating in the breeze, and extremely free and unrestrained.

The flames surrounding him were like red dragons, swimming rapidly and fiercely. Once the filthy demonic energy lingering in the sky over the palace met this great Yang energy, it dissipated instantly.

Not only people from the Confucian temple, Taoist sects, but also Buddhists also sent people here.

On a cloud in the west, there are many Arhats with golden bodies and different postures standing on them. The leader is a Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on a golden lotus and holding a jade purification bottle.

She has a five-knot bun on her head, a rosy face, and gentle eyes, just like the warmest sunshine in the world, which can shine into people's hearts and wash away their worries.

Many powers came to confirm one thing.

Outside the gate of heaven, the gods are still there!
Who is guarding Tianmen and preventing the ancient gods from coming?

In the palace square, the sky and the earth are clear and bright.

There is no priority in the standing positions. Everyone stands roughly in a circle, including the Confucian sages, the two chief and deputy leaders of the Confucian temple, including the priests of the three university palaces, the mountain chiefs of the major academies, and the seniors of hundreds of schools of thought.

The major sect masters, the real people and true kings of the Blessed Land Cave Heaven, the heavenly kings and Tao kings of the Tao Alliance, the land immortals who soar in the clouds and the mist, and the sword immortals of the Ascension Realm.

The God of Mountains and Rivers, the Lord of the Five Mountains and the Lord of the Great Lakes, sent his incarnation to find out.

Everyone's vision wandered around and they all looked at it.

He knew the identity of the person at the scene.

All the saints, ancestors, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and master mountain masters from all over the Middle Earth are gathered here.

I am just worried that the gods in the sky will come to the world again.

How can the vast world that humans have spent thousands of years striving for be coveted by the gods?

So, here they come.

The most powerful people in the world are here.

In the center of Longbi Square in Dayan Palace, a man in a golden python suit walked out holding a long black sword. He had an extraordinary appearance, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. He murmured:

"Senior Wei, what you said, I put my luck to use, and now I think it's come true."

"As you once said, when I am lucky enough to reach the twelfth realm that day, I will know that a drop of a mayfly can see the world, that the world will be shaken, and that I will know the peak of martial arts. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the gradually disappearing Tianmen, raised his hands, held the knife down, and said loudly:

"Farewell to Senior Wei!!!"

As soon as he said this, all the eyes on the square looked over.

Above the sky, a clear laughter echoed in response:

"Hahaha!"

"Not bad."

"Sajia, let's go."

I saw the phantom of the Cloud Palace Qiong Tower on the thirty-third heaven above the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

As if nothing happened.

There is only a legend of a legendary warrior guarding Tianmen.

(End of this chapter)