Chapter 1145 If You Kneel Down, How Can You Be Called an Emperor?

Huangtianyuan is a place dedicated to training royal family members and sect heirs.

When Hongying and others entered the gate, they could clearly perceive this.

The whole hall was magnificent, with thousands of night pearls hanging high on the dome, illuminating the entire hall.

Hongying and others walked in this huge hall and could feel how small they were.

Looking around.

It was full of neat and uniform gold racks, which were filled with various gemstones and porcelains that looked like jade but were not jade, and the jade was gorgeous.

Hongying approached and walked around the gold racks to see the ancient murals hanging on the wall.

The thousands of troops on the oil painting, the generals of both sides, and the kings wearing golden armor and dragon robes were lifelike. As if they were about to rush out of this oil painting!

Hongying seemed to be pulled into this mural, witnessing this grand war that affected the whole world!

The flashing of swords and the bloody.

It was only when Mu Fusheng and others approached that Hongying came back to his senses.

When she came back to her senses, Hongying's majestic emperor spirit could not help but show out.

Mu Fusheng pulled Hongying and looked straight ahead.

"What's wrong?" Hongying asked.

Mu Fusheng did not speak, but raised his chin slightly, indicating that Hongying should look for herself.

When her eyes fell on the huge throne in front of her, Hongying was also stunned.

The side of the throne was inlaid with various gems, and the light revealed in each gem was different, and so was the aura. It was full of various kinds of Dao power. I am afraid that as long as you hold the gem with the corresponding Dao power, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort in practicing this Dao.

Dense runes circled around the throne, guarding this supreme throne. At the same time, behind the throne was a huge screen, which was painted with mysterious patterns and four great beasts!

I am afraid that the value of this throne alone would cause bloody storms in the high-dimensional realm, and even the Lord-level forces would fight for it with all their strength!

However, what shocked them the most was.

There was an old man sitting on the throne. The old man looked dignified, although he did not reveal any realm of breath.

However, when Hongying and others saw the old man, they felt an extremely strong sense of oppression on them.

"Kneel down!" Suddenly, the old man shouted softly.

This sense of oppression instantly increased countless times!

It was as if a continuous mountain was pressing down on them at the same time.

It was not just a sense of oppression on the surface level, but the extremely strong imperial intention attacked their state of mind and soul!

Even Hongying's pupils suddenly shrank, and her body kept shaking!

This imperial intention was stronger than hers.

Plop.

In less than five breaths, the dull man on the side knelt on the ground with both knees.

Even his body had already fallen down, and he kept humming painful sounds from his mouth.

Ai Xue looked a little ugly, his legs were constantly trembling, his body was slightly bent, he gritted his teeth tightly, and did not want to kneel down.

After all, as a genius, everyone is proud.

Ordinary people say kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, and kneel to parents.

But a genius is unwilling to kneel to heaven and earth, and only thinks that one day he can surpass heaven and earth and kill them...

Mu Fusheng was slightly stunned when he saw the dull man being pressed down and lying on the ground.

Damn?

If this is true, it's fine, but if it's fake... you can pretend better than me!

No...

Thinking of this, Mu Fusheng didn't stop, and he cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

Well... In this way, there is no kneeling process, and it can't be considered kneeling.

Hongying stared at Mu Fusheng with wide eyes, as if asking, what are you doing?

Mu Fusheng blinked at Hongying and transmitted his voice: "I'm not strong enough, and that old man is too strong, so I was overwhelmed. Is it okay?"

Hongying: "..."

She was speechless to Mu Fusheng.

This is too cautious...

But Hongying, on the other hand, is the best situation among them.

Although the pupils trembled slightly, the legs were still upright and the back was still straight!

It was just that the sound of bones rubbing against each other could be heard constantly in the body.

This sense of oppression was constantly squeezing Hongying's body, washing away Hongying's will and soul!

The pain of the body could not change Hongying's face, as for the will and soul...

Since Hongying had embarked on this road to becoming an emperor, how could his will and soul be so easily affected?

At this time, the old man on the throne roared again: "Why don't you kneel down when you see me?!"

This time the voice was louder than before! More deafening!

The roar did not reverberate in this vast palace hall, but was forced into a straight line, rushing straight into Hongying's ears!

This sound that rushed straight into the ear canal kept reverberating in Hongying's mind and sea of ​​consciousness!

Impacting Hongying's soul and state of mind.

And with this roar, Hongying's pupils actually dispersed a little for a moment.

However, under the re-gathering of the emperor's will, he kept his mind.

Let Hongying's knees and spine straighten up again!

However, Ai Xue beside her was not feeling well.

Her knees were almost touching the ground!

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of her mouth.

As for the dull man, his whole body was completely pressed to the ground, his face was pale!

Mu Fusheng took a closer look and thought, even worse than me?

That won't work.

So, Mu Fusheng cried out in pain, letting go of some of the resistance in his body, letting the roar rush into his body.

Suddenly, his face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Isn't it a competition of who is more miserable?

Who is afraid of whom?

Hongying no longer has time to care about this living treasure.

This roar caused the most damage to Hongying.

After all, the old man roared directly at Hongying.

At this time, Hongying's face twitched slightly, but she still maintained her normal expression and looked up at the old man on the throne, barely maintaining a normal voice and said word by word: "I am the empress, how can I kneel to others?"

"Even if you are an emperor, even if your strength is higher than mine, this cannot be a reason for me to kneel to you."

Hongying was born to be an emperor and set foot on the road to the emperor.

Once you kneel, you will lose that spirit.

When this spirit disappears, the road to the emperor will be completely blocked!

"Emperor? Are you worthy of being called an emperor?" The old man's tone was calm, but it seemed like he was mocking Hongying.

Hongying responded without humility: "My strength can still grow, and I don't think I can't surpass your strength."

"What's more, if you only have the talent for strength, but don't have an emperor's heart, and you kneel down when you are oppressed, how can you be called an emperor?"

After saying that.

The oppression on the body and the oppression invading the sea of ​​consciousness were swept away immediately.

As if it had never appeared.

The old man's serious expression disappeared, replaced by a faint smile that looked a little kind.

"What an emperor's heart!"

"You are qualified to inherit the will of the Imperial Court!"