Dragon God Battle

Chapter 352 Qin Emperor
Along the way, Xiaolong was extremely fast, and it only took a few days to reach the edge of the East.

When passing through the capital of the Qin State, Xiaolong couldn't help but lamented the speed of time, and the scene when the Qin State was first built is also vivid in his memory. He doesn't know how Qin is now, let alone Yang Wei, the founding emperor.

Remembering that he was still revered as a patron saint by the people of this place, a smile appeared on Xiaolong's face.

The capital city below seems to be bigger, and the people coming and going are even more lively.

Suddenly, there was a brilliant explosion sound in the sky, and one after another fireworks exploded under the little dragon, and there was a lot of people below, it seemed to be a memorable day.

Thinking of Heilong being arrested, Xiaolong feels sad. For so long, Xiaolong has always regarded Heilong as his own sister. Although she is naughty, everything that happened in the past seems so beautiful.

Xiaolong was suspended in the sky, and suddenly he was in a daze, which was something he hadn't seen for many years.

"Hey, that's all, come back to see Yang Wei next time when you have time!" Xiaolong was about to teleport, when suddenly a huge roar came from below.

"War God! Please bless our country of Qin with good weather!"

"Valkyrie! Please bless the emperor of our country for a speedy recovery!"

Xiaolong was taken aback for a moment. At this moment, the crowd suddenly let out screams. It turned out that a group of tens of thousands of soldiers was whipping the praying people.

"Tyranny? Is it true that Qin is as unpopular as it is on Earth, so why are these people praying to bless the emperor for a speedy recovery?"

Xiaolong enveloped the whole city below with his mental power, and suddenly, a powerful aura came, and Xiaolong withdrew his thoughts without too much investigation.

"Damn, such a powerful person must not be from the three realms, could it be someone sent by the upper realm?" Thinking of the black dragon being arrested, according to the description of the situation at that time, it is likely to be a fairy.

Thinking of this, Xiaolong turned into a streak of light and landed in the capital.

"My emperor ordered that the Martial God should not be commemorated this year. Anyone who disobeys the order will be imprisoned." A man with the appearance of a general announced the emperor's order majestically.

The people immediately boiled over, dissatisfaction and suspicion quickly spread throughout the city, anything is allowed, but it is not allowed to commemorate the Martial God.

Xiaolong was moved for a moment, no wonder he has always been a little uneasy recently, and even felt that his spiritual power would increase inexplicably, which turned out to be related to the belief of these ordinary people in himself.

These ordinary people naturally have limited spiritual power, but it will be different if there are too many people. If they have firm beliefs, it will naturally affect Xiaolong.

No matter what, Xiaolong decided to go to the palace to meet the master, and naturally he had to take care of things here.

"Stop everything." Xiaolong floated in the air and shouted in a deep voice.

For a moment, the originally noisy crowd was stunned. Both ordinary people and soldiers rubbed their eyes vigorously, lest they might have hallucinations.

When they saw clearly that the person in the air was actually a martial god, everyone knelt down and shouted: "Valkyrie."

Xiaolong waved his hands helplessly, and an invisible force lifted everyone who was kneeling down, and everyone's faces were filled with miraculous joy.

"What's going on, who will explain to me?" Xiaolong said slowly, every word seemed to hit everyone's heart.

The man who looked like a general stood up and said, "God of War, my past emperor was seriously ill. After inviting an unknown national teacher, he gave up the early court, and all rights were left to the ministers of the court. In the past few days, the emperor suddenly An order is issued to prohibit visiting the Valkyrie, your old man."

As soon as Xiaolong heard it, he understood that the reason was naturally at the top.

At this time, word came from the palace: "The emperor welcomes the Martial God, and invites the Martial God to the palace for a speech."

"Show your mother's size, why doesn't he come out by himself, is it really terminally ill?" Xiaolong became angry when he saw the old eunuch with mischievous eyebrows, and he slapped the old eunuch, and the old eunuch was beaten to pieces.

The other people sent by the palace suddenly became terrified, and the eyes of the people around were full of fanaticism, as if no matter what Xiaolong did, it was right.

"What should I do?" After Xiaolong finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

In the palace, a young emperor was sitting on a dragon chair with a sad face, surrounded by an old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who was hugging him from left to right. Several stunning beauties were being molested by him, and one of them was a woman in her teens. Feed fresh fruit.

When Xiaolong saw such a scene, he was instantly furious.

"What's the point, what about Yang Wei?" Xiaolong suddenly appeared and asked.

"Come on!" The young emperor exclaimed.

A group of people rushed out of the house in an instant, including practitioners and soldiers, all staring at Xiaolong, the unexpected guest.

Xiaolong laughed back in anger, pulled a chair, and sat opposite the emperor.

The old man was indifferent, his hands were still groping around the two women beside him, as if he didn't pay attention to Xiaolong at all.

The three women blushed, especially the youngest woman was shocked when she saw Xiaolong, and finally knelt down in front of Xiaolong.

"You are a martial god." The emperor's tone was surprised, and he stuttered a bit.

The people rushing in from outside only saw Xiaolong's back, but when they heard the name of the Martial God, most of them immediately knelt down to pay homage, while the dozen or so practitioners were stunned.

"Old pervert, you are in a good mood! Instead of enjoying yourself in your territory, you actually come here to make trouble. If I don't kill you today, I won't be called Martial God." Xiaolong's eyes were icy cold.

The old man finally raised his head, "You are the cultivator who brewed Moutai, haha, you are finally here, I am already impatient to wait."

"War God, I am Qin Yun, the eighth emperor of the Qin Kingdom, and my ancestors have already gone west." The young emperor said.

Xiaolong was overwhelmed with emotion, he didn't expect that so many years had passed, and the vigorous Yang Wei was dead.

At this time, Xiaolong suddenly discovered that the young emperor's brain was only an empty shell, and his time was numbered.

"You're going to die, do you know that?" Xiaolong asked without any expression.

"Ah! National Teacher, please save me quickly, you said that you would make me immortal." The emperor was beyond frightened.

"This kind of rubbish is also worthy of being the emperor of Qin. Damn it, I'll die early." Xiaolong said, his eyes shot a sharp light, and the young emperor let out a muffled groan, bleeding slowly sprang from his neck, and he died. up.

"Sword Qi kills people, it's amazing. It seems that I still underestimate you. With your ability, you should have a very good future in the fairy world. Why don't you ascend?" The old man was very shocked. The original odds of winning have been reduced a lot, it would be best if you can do it without doing it.

"I didn't expect that the high-ranking silver fairy in the sky would come to this human world to mess around. It's sad, sad! But, if you meet me today, it's your limit. Silver fairy level three, level four, damn, you can at most It won't exceed level 5." Xiaolong's tone seemed relaxed.

Being seen through by someone's cultivation naturally shows how powerful the other party is. The old man can no longer hide his astonishment. He is a Level 4 Silver Immortal. I didn't expect to meet such a master as Xiaolong.

Xiaolong sat on the chair and slowly turned around. At this time, his face was also seen by the practitioners in the room.

"Master Shushan!" one of them shouted.

Xiaolong nodded with a smile, and the group of cultivators bowed down immediately. Today's Shu Mountain is definitely the pillar of the cultivation world, and Xiaolong is naturally No. 1 in this world.

(End of this chapter)