The strongest violent emperor system

Chapter 230 [Nineteen layers of hell? 】

The head of the Mu Family, that is the real peak of the Nine Heavens of the Great Emperor Realm, just a thin line away from the third realm of Martial Dao!

This level of realm, on the boundless mainland of China, is also the existence of the top of the pyramid. Just like that, the body was destroyed by a mysterious and blazing light, and the invisible force diffused, leaving only a candle in the wind. A dim, crumbling soul?
"Buzz!"

In the light that is brighter and brighter than the ten thousand zhang fire sun above the nine heavens, a graceful, ethereal, domineering woman is looming, she is like a goddess who rules all directions and rules the world.

"Master!" Di Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief, saluted, and said, "Master...Jun Lingtian..."

"No need to say much." The illusory and tall empress, with her narrow and emotionless phoenix eyes, looked down at the trembling and shivering soul of the head of the Mu family, and said, "hurting my apprentice and blaspheming the reputation of the empress's palace, what should be done?" What crime?"

"I... my patriarch knew I was wrong, my lord empress calm down... yes... it's my patriarch's fault, my patriarch's fault!" The head of the Mu family dared not have second thoughts, begging for mercy.

"Today, if your shepherd's ancestor is still alive, I don't mind killing him! But if you are such an ant, I am too lazy to bully the little." The empress's voice was full of domineering arrogance.

To be honest, the head of the Mu family is several hundred years old, much older than the empress, but when she comes to the empress, she will be bullied by the big.

In other words, in the eyes of the empress, the humbleness of the head of the Mu family made him uninterested.

This is the strong!High above, the only strong man in eternity!
"Yes, my patriarch's fault is all my patriarch's fault... As long as the empress calms down, my patriarch is willing to calm down and return to the Mu family immediately." The soul of the Mu family head trembled violently.

"Do you think that the emperor traveled thousands of miles and came here because you admitted his mistake?" The empress glanced at Di Fuyao, and said, "You hurt my apprentice, do you want to give me something as compensation?"

"Me." The head of the Mu Family hesitated for a moment, and said, "What does the Empress want?"

"1000 yuan low-grade spirit crystal." The empress replied without thinking.

The transaction currency in the northern region of the Chinese mainland is silver coins.

But above silver coins, there is another thing called spirit crystals!

Spirit crystals contain endless aura essence, and after absorbing it, martial arts monks will practice extremely quickly.

Let's put it this way, the price of a low-grade spirit crystal is no less than that of a rank eight magic weapon.

The 1000 yuan low-grade spirit crystal, even if the Mu family is an ancient family with a strong background, it is still stretched.

"My lord empress...you...you are." The head of the Mu family wanted to say "blackmail", but he didn't dare.

"Oh? That's 500 yuan!" The empress said: "Within one month, have someone send 500 yuan of low-grade spirit crystals to my empress palace. I will flatten your shepherd's house!"

The head of the Mu family was speechless.

Immediately afterwards, the empress looked at Zhao Gongming, the head of the Zhao family, and said, "You seem to have taken action against my disciple too, don't you?"

"No... the head of the family is obsessed with ghosts, my lord empress, please forgive me." The head of the Zhao family, who was not so powerful before, fell to his knees on the ground at this moment.

"Within one month, send someone to deliver 1000 yuan of low-grade spirit crystals to the Empress Palace!" After finishing speaking, the Empress walked away with a flick of her sleeves, followed by Di Fuyao.

"1000 yuan low-grade spirit crystal! Mu Yun, you have brought misery to the patriarch!" The head of the Zhao family stared at the soul body of the head of the Mu family, wishing to eat Mu Yun alive.

No one expected that the situation would turn out like this.

When the heads of the Mu family and the Zhao family left, Duanmu Qingcheng said: "Elder, father is dead or alive, we should search this area immediately."

"Well, the life and death of the patriarch is very important to the Duanmu family. If you die, you need to see the dead and alive." The elder of the Duanmu family nodded.

……

After half an hour.

In the magnificent sacred palace of the Queen's Palace, two beautiful women ushered in.

Di Fuyao said with his white teeth in his mouth; "Master, if you had come a moment earlier, Jun Lingtian would not have died."

"Huh?" The empress frowned slightly, a little surprised, and said; "Fuyao, it seems that you haven't spoken to this emperor in this tone since you were a child, right? What's the matter? You and Jun Lingtian are already familiar?"

"Anyway, everyone is dead. Master can say whatever he wants." Di Fuyao sighed.

"Who told you he was dead?" The empress pointed out, and a black crack opened in the void.

A figure fell from the black crack and landed on the ground.

"Jun Lingtian?" Di Fuyao blinked in disbelief.

"What the hell is it from, Heibu Longdong?" Jun Lingtian rubbed his brows and stood up.

Looking at the light gold long dress, the blue silk shawl reaching to the waist, the perfect face, and the magnificent and domineering, peerless majestic empress surrounding her whole body, Jun Lingtian couldn't say anything after that.With a dry smile:

"Empress... my lord, I thought it was the eighteenth floor of hell."

"Why the eighteenth level of hell? A brat like you who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth should go to the nineteenth level of hell." The empress said calmly.

"Does it need to be so ruthless?" Jun Lingtian thought to himself: "No matter what you say, this woman has arrived at the last moment. It seems that I am not so insignificant or worth mentioning in her eyes. So a little bit of it gets its weight."

"Master, you have worked hard this time, this guy is the one who caused the trouble... Let's leave first." Di Fuyao winked, as if to say: What are you still standing there for, hurry up?
But if she knew that Jun Lingtian and the empress had a dream, she wouldn't be like this.

Di Fuyao had already reached the gate of the hall, but he didn't notice the young man following him, he was stunned, and said via voice transmission, "Jun Lingtian! You are courting death!"

"My lord empress saved me, I am grateful, I have to express it no matter what, Senior Sister Fuyao, let's go first." Jun Lingtian pinched the tip of his nose and said flickeringly.

"What?" Di Fuyao thought he had misheard, and said, "Will you go or not? If you don't go, I don't care about you!"

Jun Lingtian smiled and remained silent.

Di Fuyao glanced at the Empress, always feeling something weird, but couldn't say it out, so she left the hall with a cloud of doubts.

In an instant.

There was only one man and one woman left in the hall.

The empress sits on the golden throne, with blazing radiance jumping up and down all over her body.

Looking at that perfect and suffocating face, Jun Lingtian said, "...Thank you."

(End of this chapter)