Everyone In The World: Obtain Mythical Great Principle Dao Fruit At The Beginning

In the imperial capital of Xianyang, in the Yuji Hall.

Emperor Yi is sitting on a dragon chair, and there are many ministers under his throne.

From the first assistant Li Si down, the second assistant Zhang Shaorong and other political ministers, as well as the imperial censor Chen Diaosi, as well as the Privy Council envoys, the commander-in-chief of the fifth army and other military generals, the nine ministers of the three provinces and six ministries, leading the civil and military officials, Gathered neatly together.

This is a great court meeting and a ceremony for Emperor Yi to demonstrate his authority.

Although it sounds sad to say, it is also very hopeless.

But when someone was not in Xianyang, Di Yi finally felt the supreme authority again.

No! It was a pleasure a hundred times more intense than the authority he once had but had disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the preciousness of being lost and recovered, it is also because he did not have the absolute control over the court like he does now, let alone the supreme authority of life and death.

The constraints from the Prime Minister's power made Di Yi always feel restrained from stretching and being unable to do anything he wanted.

Although he is not the kind of emperor who acts recklessly and abuses his power.

But I can’t use it, but I can’t live without it!

At this moment, Emperor Yi no longer worried about the war in northern Xinjiang, and there was no "suppression" of Mount Tai above his head that made him breathless, and he suddenly felt extremely happy.

"Today, I realize how noble the emperor is!"

Emperor Yi was so satisfied that he even had an evil thought: How great would it be if it went on like this forever?

But in the next second, he used extremely strong perseverance to get rid of this evil thought that he shouldn't have.

Rationally speaking, this is the greatest harm to the Qin State.

Emotionally speaking, emmmm... Di Yi feels that he is a decent person.

If he refuses to show dignity, the civil and military forces of the entire court will help him show respect.

Of course, a "good old boy" whose filial piety touches the heavens shouldn't be able to say "the father says goodbye and the son laughs"...right?

Thinking of this, Emperor Yi couldn't help but shrink his neck and subconsciously looked somewhere behind the throne.

In the past eight years, the other party has never really done this kind of thing of "listening to politics behind the curtain."

But Di Yi always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind the throne, preventing him from making any mistakes.

The "little willfulness" that happened from time to time has never happened again in the past eight years. It can be said that Emperor Yi is the most conscientious, diligent, and even the wisest in the world for decades. When the gods are powerful.

Even if the other party has never shown any similar intentions, he has always been "a loving father and a filial son."

But the premonition from the dark side and the awe of "Saint King" still made Di Yi feel like walking on thin ice.

Otherwise, he would not have been thinking about "giving in" and "abdicating". He would not have the slightest bit of greed for power, and could even be said to be "indifferent to fame and fortune."

But as the emperor, how could Di Yi really be indifferent to fame and fortune?

If he was really indifferent to fame and wealth, and not greedy for power, he should have been an idle member of the clan instead of killing most of his brothers to rise to power.

However, the Emperor's instinct of being greedy for power and distrusting anyone was "perfectly" overcome by Emperor Yi.

From a completely "lonely" political creature, he returned to the role of a wise, mighty, loving and tolerant father and emperor.

Just because he is afraid that if he is not qualified in the slightest, the civil and military officials of the court will surround his "big boy" with the "Stage King's appearance" and let him end up "honorable"!

This was his most hidden little thought, and even Chen Diao Si was not aware of it at all.

Even when someone was not far away from Xianyang, Di Yi himself believed it!

Only at this moment did he relax a little bit, and did he dare to have a trace of undetectable activity in his mind.

"Boom!"

At this moment, when Emperor Yi's mind was wandering, the entire Yuji Hall, the entire Imperial Court, and even the entire Xianyang Imperial Capital suddenly shook violently.

Brilliant rays of light filled the entire Xianyang Imperial Capital, and the vast and monstrous luck gathered from the Four Extremities and the thirty-six counties of Kyushu.

Infinite scenes are reflected in the glorious light, manifesting the Myriad Manifestations of heaven and earth, and the Myriad Manifestations of the mortal world.

There are traders and soldiers, ministers and ministers, princes and dignitaries, common people, mountains and rivers, and Jiuzhou...

Countless scenes changed and became bizarre, eventually intertwining into a huge and unparalleled ancient blue dragon, rising from the ground in the Imperial Capital of Xianyang.

Then he roared in the sky and galloped northward, spanning millions of miles of mountains and rivers, turning into an endless journey.

"Who is it? He actually triggered the national destiny Dragon Qi?"

See this scene.

Emperor Yi couldn't help but his face changed drastically, he rose into the air, crashed through the Yuji Palace, and stood in mid-air, full of shock. Earth Shaker looked at the ancient blue dragon and its magnificent journey.

The national jade seal that was supposed to control Dragon Qi's national destiny was burning hot at this moment, and he was holding it firmly in his hand, but it was like a hot potato.

At the same time, the ministers in the palace also came out of the palace and raised their heads to look at the magnificent scene.

I saw that ancient blue dragon, which seemed to be able to compete with the sun and the moon.

Rays of brilliant light intertwined into a torrent of humanity, rolling over the Imperial Capital in Xianyang.

The thirty-six counties in the nine states of the Great Qin Dynasty, the magnificent and beautiful rivers and mountains, and the countless people seemed to be looming in the torrent of humanity.

Wherever there is well water, you can hear the roar of the dragon!

The torrent of humanity overwhelms the Eight Wastelands and Liuhe, with Xianyang Imperial Capital as the center, covering the thirty-six counties of Kyushu.

Where Huaguang rises, dragons sing in the sky, and the long river is like a dragon!

"Has it actually reached this point?"

Emperor Yi clutched the imperial seal tightly, feeling deeply helpless in his heart.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel deeply worried, and his brows furrowed.

"Is it General Tiance who is mobilizing the national movement Dragon Qi to fend off the enemy?"

"Isn't it said that the successor emperor must pay tribute to the emperors of Longting, and only then can he control the national destiny through the national jade seal, Dragon Qi?"

"Mobei is nearly a million miles away from Xianyang. His Majesty the Emperor can actually control the destiny of the country Dragon Qi?"

"The reincarnation of Saint King is truly extraordinary and comparable to an ordinary emperor!"

The shocking screams deeply hurt Di Yi's heart.

But the words of the ministers gave him some comfort.

"My son Yingjun has the appearance of a Heavenly Emperor. He is the current Saint King. Who can hurt him in the slightest?"

Di Yi was in a complicated mood, with inexplicable pride and sadness swirling in his heart.

But the officials and ministers all had the same thought flashing through their minds at this moment.

"No wonder I talk about abdication every day today."

"If I were the emperor, I would feel like sitting on pins and needles in front of the current Saint King, and I wouldn't want to be in front of him for a moment, right?"

The emperor's authority comes from the blessing of the system, so there is a saying that "the emperor lives on the Ninth Layer and governs from the top down."

But the Saint King's power comes from the support of the entire Human Race.

No matter whether he is high up in the Ninth Layer or far away from the world, as long as the Saint King is born, he will be the master of the country and control the nine states.

Even the real emperor had to lower his "noble" head in front of the "Contemporary Saint King" and call himself: Wei Chen acting as Shanhe so-and-so.

Especially when the "contemporary Saint King" and the "contemporary emperor" still have a biological father-son relationship.

Someone is so embarrassed that there are ants crawling on his body, but we pretend not to know who it is?

At the same time, the Quanrong Royal Court.

In despair, Murong Longcheng raised his wolf grass high and led his troops to charge.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden.

The horse's hooves leap like the wind, and the horse's hooves fall like thunder.

The rumbling sound is like thunder coming out of the mountains, and the rolling torrent is like a rushing river.

In this desperate charge, the one hundred thousand golden tent palace guards completely forgot about fear, life and death.

They were at the end of their rope and had nothing more to lose.

At this moment, they are breathing the same breath, living and dying together, united as one, and mourning fiercely.

It's like chasing the wind and the moon. In the forward charge, it seems that I have returned to my youth.

The military formation is like an arrow, and the soldiers are like the tide of heaven!

The energy and blood soaring into the sky, mixed with the fierce Heavenly Soldier evil spirit that means to fight for death.

It was as if the tide from the sky was rolling eastward and flowing into the sea, constantly converging on Murong Longcheng's body.

A decisive fighting spirit that is life-or-death made his spirit infinitely transcendent.

The ambition to be trapped in the battle is unparalleled!

At this moment, Murong Longcheng had suddenly forgotten everything and could only charge! charge! charge!

"kill!"

There was a long roar, and the wolf spear was like lightning.

The dragon horse under Murong Longcheng's crotch soared into the air, as if he wanted to Ascension Heavenly World.

Soldiers and demons surged into the sky, and torrential Qi and blood flowed across the sky.

The murderous intention, spirit and power of the hundred thousand golden tent palace guards were all blessed on him.

Behind him, the Quanrong Royal Court, known as the "Mobei Divine Courtyard", also burst out its final secret, like a huge wolf head, roaring at the moon behind Murong Longcheng.

Angry horses raise their hooves, evil spirits surge into the sky, and running wolves step on the moon.

At this moment, the wolf spear held in Murong Longcheng's hand was like a thundering rainbow, shooting across the sky.

The killing power of the landslide and tsunami made the whole world tremble.

Diamond Body refers to Xuanqi Sea, Celestial Phenomenon and divine will.

The secrets of the Third Layer swirled in Murong Longcheng's body, as if there were signs of ultimate sublimation.

The three realms of First Grade, overlapping and sublimating, are: Heaven and Human, Fourth Layer, Heaven and Immortal Dao Fruit.

If Murong Longcheng can survive this battle, he will definitely be able to fight against the remaining warriors of the Hundred Barbarians. Driven by the belief of fighting to the death, he will swallow up the luck of the entire Hundred Barbarian tribes and bless the will of the wolf lords of the past generations. With this stretch of tens of thousands of miles The Qilian Mountains resonate, step into the realm of the Fourth Layer of Heaven, and pick the legendary Immortal Dao Fruit.

Even now, Murong Longcheng has already taken half a step forward and grasped the illusory opportunity.

He was like a Godfiend coming into the world, and the wolf spear in his hand burst out with unmatched vast power.

"Breakthrough on the battlefield, half-step Celestial Immortal?"

"Isn't this too coincidental? Or...is this His will?"

Jiang Chengqian didn't even look at Murong Longcheng, but looked thoughtfully at the empty sky.

Behind him, the purple Taihuang flag at the North Pole in the middle of the sky was waving.

A Grotto-Heaven that encompasses eight wastelands and six places is slowly shining from illusion into reality!

Murong Longcheng must die, and all the barbarian tribes must be destroyed.

This is what Jiang Dashan said, even if the Immortal Heaven comes, he will not be able to keep him!