Chapter 259: The Prince Murdered the Emperor, the Death of Emperor Yong'an, Emperor Cheng's Fate: The Python Swallowed the Dragon

Chapter 259: The Prince regicides, the death of Emperor Yong'an, the Emperor's fate "The python swallows the dragon"

I won’t be able to become an emperor.

Plain and natural.

Easy and freehand.

It seems to be telling an extremely simple thing.

Without losing dominance.

Yuan Xuangang was stunned for a moment, then said sharply: "Just you?"

"Do you know what kind of problems the world of Middle-earth is facing today? You are only a kid in your early twenties, what do you know!"

"Be impudent! Don't be rude to His Highness!"

Lu Mingyuan did not understand the shortcomings and truth of the world in Middle-earth, but he was very clear about the destiny of the country and destiny.

Since Dayan's luck reached its peak during the Yong'an period, it has been gradually declining, and the entire dynasty has fallen into a strange cycle of five hundred years of reincarnation.

If Emperor Yong'an, an unparalleled ruthless man, hadn't emerged from nowhere, Lu Mingyuan suspected that the world of Middle-earth would have entered a stage of troubled times where various countries were competing for hegemony.

Ever since my father relied on the mysterious method of longevity, the country's fortunes have become increasingly sluggish. In recent years, the country's power has been declining. There were either droughts or floods. It is vaguely visible that during the sixty-seventh year of Yong'an, seven states and fourteen counties were wiped out by the sky. water.

He was blessed with good luck, so along the way, he was able to turn bad luck into good fortune, and encountered many adventures. In just three years, he reached the eleventh realm. On the surface, he received help and favor from many big bosses, but in fact, he had been silently absorbing it. It is related to the luck of winning the heir in Kowloon.

All the dragons are dead, but I am alone forever.

If all the luck of the dragon veins were sacrificed by the father and used to pursue the method of immortality, the result can be imagined.

Dayan has been going downhill.

But other countries are changing with each passing day and getting better.

The Dashuang Dynasty ended a century of division, and the three kingdoms were unified and renamed the Silver Frost Empire.

The new king of the Jinwu Kingdom ascended the throne and initiated a palace coup, ending the decades-long regency of the Golden Crow Princess. He appointed Confucianism and Legalism to reform.

The Sui Dynasty accumulated the wealth managed by five generations of emperors, and worked together to get rid of the label of a barbarian land. They established the prince early and trained their successors, which was a huge threat.

The Nanli Dynasty recruited talented people, and it had already become a new place for Confucian disciples to enter the world.

The wild demon clan sharpens their swords and treats humans as two-legged sheep. They don't want to cross the Great Wall and invade the Middle Earth every day.

The monsters in the north are watching with eager eyes. The Empress of the Underworld is trying her best to seize the luck of the Middle-earth and become a god. She may come back at any time.

Yuan Xuangang is right, the current situation in Dayan is indeed very bad.

It’s time for Dayan to change.

"There's no need to argue with you."

Lu Mingyuan stood in the center of the world, in front of the nine-port stone tripod in front of the Shengming Palace, looking at the many powerful masters with an indifferent expression.

"You just need to figure out who is the real master of Dayan now."

As soon as these words came out, many of the experts in the Dragon Protection Pavilion were shaken in their eyes.

They all stopped using their magical powers.

If Emperor Yong'an is still there, they really have nothing to hesitate. Being loyal to the royal family and serving the royal family is the duty of the Dragon Protection Pavilion.

But now, Emperor Yong'an is dead.

Everything changes.

There is no precedent in the ancestral law.

The ancestors have the final right of interpretation, that is.

Who is the emperor and who do they listen to?

As long as this Jiangshan's surname is still Lu, it doesn't matter.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the many faces that kept changing, knowing that his goal had been achieved.

He turned his head and thought: "Father must die. If he lives, I will not be able to sleep or eat well."

So he looked at an Ouchi master with the lowest cultivation level, a pony-tailed woman dressed as a heroine, and asked:

"How to close the palace's protective formation, tell Gu, and Gu will make you the number one master in the Great Yan Empire, and reward you with an innate magic weapon."

"This this."

The pony-tailed woman was stunned when she heard this, and was a little moved. She said in a stumbling tone: "You need to use the Great Flame Dragon Seal."

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the direction of the meat on the ground and chuckled: "That's it."

For such an important thing as the Great Flame Jade Seal, my father did not choose to put it in the palace, but put it on himself, in the jade pendant he carried with him.

With Lu Mingyuan's current level of cultivation, he could smash the jade pendant dug out of the flesh with just one hand.

"Wow!"

The things inside were scattered all over the floor, and Lu Mingyuan happened to see a piece of white jade dragon seal with the words "longevity and longevity" engraved on the bottom.

Seeing that the prince had obtained the Great Flame Jade Seal, some masters in the palace questioned the pony-tailed woman and shouted:

"Chu Youli, you want to betray the Holy Lord!"

The pony-tailed woman looked confused and said with a guilty conscience: "But the Holy One is already dead! Are we going to die too?"

Lu Mingyuan ignored their conversation.

Instead, he used the jade seal to arrive at the entrance of Shengming Palace. Under a gentle curtain of light, the formation was lifted.

Lu Mingyuan turned into a stream of light and escaped into the depths of the palace.

"What are you doing, Your Highness?"

The Celestial Master in white, Xu Changqing, holding the Bagua compass in his hand, asked doubtfully.

Under his aura and divination.

I discovered something indescribable, there was no ominous divination, but the future was uncertain, as if something powerful was about to be born.

Seeing this scene, Sui Yuqing said softly: "I must have his intention."

"Fairy, can you see the outcome of this battle?" Xu Changqing said in a serious voice.

Sui Yuqing shook his head: "Now the prince's secret has been blocked by Patriarch Yuqing. If it is not a powerful person above the fourteenth realm, there is no way to explore it."

"But the trend of the hexagram of the emperor is very strange. It doesn't look like he is dead. There are still hexagrams. I guess His Highness is cleaning up the mess."

"Should we go and take a look to avoid any accidents?"

Faced with Xu Changqing's inquiry, Sui Yuqing thought for a while, looked at the golden armored giant who had gradually stopped moving, and Bai Yujing also stopped operating the flying sword.

She made a decision quickly.

"Let's go!"

"Okay."

The two of them also turned into streams of light and escaped into the depths of the palace.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

In the secret room of the deep palace, Emperor Yong'an's soul was protected by the divine pearl and was suspended between heaven and earth. He was extremely weak, and the malice in his eyes was like substance.

"Lu Mingyuan, the thing I regret most is that I let you live until now. I should have killed you at all costs before you stayed in the cold palace."

This iron-blooded emperor whose body was destroyed couldn't help but get angry at this moment. He lost his ability to manage his emotions and could still remain absolutely calm in front of the civil and military officials.

When he killed the powerful ministers and wiped out the seven kings, he was calm even though the situation was like a mountain collapsing in front of him.

He had never failed so badly before, and had never been forced to this extent!

If it weren't for the protection of the magic pearl, he would have been killed by Lu Mingyuan.

Fortunately, the protection mechanism of the magic pearl was triggered.

As long as someone wanted to kill the soul, they could awaken the magic pearl and take their souls.

After roaring for a while, Emperor Yong'an also regained some calmness. He knew that if he wanted to turn the tables now, he had to kill Lu Mingyuan.

This kid has a big trend.

During the years of forbearance in the cold palace, he was planning and painting. On the surface, he was a waste who coveted beauty, but in fact, he was guarding against himself?

He had guessed that Lu Mingyuan's abilities could not be limited to those shown in the cold palace. Since he spoke for the country, this kid had begun to show his extraordinary qualities.

But he still underestimated him.

Still underestimated.

Finally, he was out of his control.

This boy deliberately showed his vulnerable side, crying bitterly for Qi Xingyan's death. On the other hand, this old corrupt scholar dared to plot against him, violated the foundation of the Confucian Temple, and opposed the king.

In the deep palace, a stream of light quickly passed through the sky.

Lu Mingyuan held the Jade Purity Peach Talisman in his hand, his face calm. This peach talisman was one of his trump cards and part of the plan to kill the king.

The most urgent task was to eliminate the great enemy Emperor Yong'an.

Fortunately, the whole world was blocked by Wei Laojiu.

Today, my father had to die.

At the beginning, he was thinking, what if his strength was not enough.

The Three Religions' tokens are not only proof of identity, but also proof of luck.

If something changes, he will break into the Martial Saint realm!

Holding the Great Yan Jade Seal in his hand, he felt a familiar aura from the direction of the bedroom.

His body quickly passed by, landed on the eaves, and locked onto the soul shadow in the hall.

At this moment.

Emperor Yong'an seemed to have expected that Lu Mingyuan would catch up.

He saw the jade seal in Lu Mingyuan's hand and snorted coldly: "These guys in the Dragon Guarding Pavilion turned their backs really quickly."

"Without a physical body and all kinds of means, what can you use to fight me?"

Lu Mingyuan said indifferently.

"Father, your era should be over."

"But why are you so determined to be an enemy of the three religions?"

At this moment, Lu Mingyuan still wanted to know more inside information.

Emperor Yong'an calmed down, kept his mind focused, and stared at Lu Mingyuan with resentment:

"After entering the twelfth realm by relying on luck, I, like Wu Gongyu, was looking for a way to break into the upper third rank. She wanted to rely on the luck of the Middle Earth Dynasty to surpass the ten clans and become a god. I wanted to use the luck of the Holy Darkness to get the method of immortality."

"Three years ago, I had the same idea as her, but the three religions were too bullying, targeting Da Yan in every way, secretly tripping and manipulating. I could only find another way. Whether it was the martial arts, the Taoists, the Confucian temples and the Buddhists, they were just pawns of the saints and ancestors.

It has come to this Therefore, I must use them as nutrients for the method of longevity. The luck of the three religions converges on the nine sons. In the end, only one person can be valued by the three religions.

Originally, everything went very smoothly. I only need the last step to succeed! "

"Rebellious son, why can't you die as my wedding dress!"

"There are almost no shortcomings in the practice of martial artists. My body was reluctant to merge with the divine pearl, so I can only fill it with luck. Today you destroyed my body, which undoubtedly made a decision for me!"

After listening to the roar of Emperor Yong'an, Lu Mingyuan roughly understood the truth.

The truth at the beginning.

The father defeated the Demon Kingdom and thought it was a great victory. In the end, it was a great victory deliberately manipulated by the Lord of the Great Nether Kingdom. Wu Gongyu was just an abandoned child, but he was about to face the deadline. In order to obtain the method of longevity, he had no choice but to reach an agreement with Wu Gongyu.

I don't know what method of longevity I got. As long as I swallow the luck, I can get eternal life.

This method of longevity sounds quite weird and requires a huge amount of luck to fill it.

So my father set his sights on the three religions.

He embarked on this road of no return.

Emperor Yong'an looked at the dark light beside him and said sinisterly: "It's almost time to chat with you. Do you think it's over?"

"No, everything has just begun!"

"Today, you have to seek justice for Qi Xingyan, clear your name, and become the true dragon emperor of the entire Great Yan. I will kill your thoughts!"

The reason why he was willing to tell Lu Mingyuan so much was to delay time.

At this moment, the seal of the divine bead was lifted, and the power from the ancient god turned into black and pure energy, lingering on the surface of his soul.

The breath gradually began to surge.

The entire hall began to shake.

The Great Yan Palace, the civil and military officials, the noble royal family, the monks of the three academies, and all the masters in the palace heard the miserable dragon roar of the underground dragon veins, coming from the depths of the palace.

Many people felt as if something terrible had happened.

It's like the end of the world is coming.

Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, a ferocious golden dragon broke through the dome of the palace, clearly visible to everyone.

"Great Yan's national destiny?"

Suddenly, there were calls.

The Great Yan Kingdom's transport tools gathered with dragon veins appeared, dormant on the Great Yan Capital.

This golden dragon of national luck is glowing with blazing fire, symbolizing the fire attribute.

Emperor Yong'an's new body was covered with extremely evil black lines, and the whole body was indescribably weird, just like those demon cultivators from the Demon Kingdom, rising into the sky, standing in the void, overlooking Lu Mingyuan from a high place.

Today, he has all the fortunes of the Great Yan Nation, is blessed by luck, and is blessed by the power of the Great Divine Pearl, and he feels more confident than ever before.

Even if there is a Confucian saint in front of him, he is not afraid.

"If the Great Flame is not destroyed for a day, I will be the king of a country, and I will be blessed with good fortune. What do you want to fight with me, Nizi? You have the tokens of the three religions, and this divine bead on my body is the source of the most ancient gods. "

People looked up at the god-like Golden Dragon Emperor in the sky in the distance. They couldn't see clearly the figures on it, but they could feel the familiar energy.

"Could this person be the Holy One? He's not dead yet?"

"Impossible. Isn't the Holy One dead? Why are you confronting the Crown Prince now?"

"This power is so evil. It doesn't seem to come from the Middle Earth. Is it possible that the Holy One has really colluded with the enchantress from the Demon Kingdom?"

Many people have already begun to speculate on the outcome of the incident.

Witnessed with my own eyes the confrontation between Emperor Yong'an and the Crown Prince.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were calm and he wrote lightly: "There are some things that I have to tell you. What you want is now very close to me."

"It's not just the luck of the three religions, the real method of immortality, or the truth about the gods, the underworld, and the gods."

"If the middle-earth people want to break into the upper third level, why do they need to rely on the method of the Holy Ghost? The method of relying on the gods that our ancestors spent thousands of years to give up has been picked up again by you."

"Why there are no gods in the Middle Earth, but there are gods in the Holy Underworld. This is the result of the hard work of countless sages and great men. Now you have undoubtedly given up on the people of Great Yan and the monks of Middle Earth who live in this land."

The experience of the Great Thousand Canglan Tu made Lu Mingyuan understand.

If you want to truly stand at the top of this world, you can only know yourself, improve yourself, and rely on yourself.

"It's useless to talk more. You'll know after you fight!"

Emperor Yong'an, however, was unwilling to talk nonsense with him anymore, and held a towering dragon shadow in his palm.

"If you want to come, just come."

After Lu Mingyuan responded calmly, he quickly absorbed the luck in the Yuqing Peach Talisman, a backhand left by Patriarch Yuqing.

Officially gather the power of the three religions to attack the Martial Saint Realm!

"Emperor Orange Fate - Martial Saint, the refining rate increases by 20%"

"Absorb the luck of the Ritual Saint, trigger the trait "True Martial Arts", and temporarily promote your cultivation to the Martial Saint realm. "

"Red Gold Fate (True Dragon Emperor): The way of heaven is revitalized, the true dragon is born, strong and strong, five-star obsidian spirit. Powering the world, ruling the eight wastelands, the king of heaven is the master of mankind, competing in the world, I have the destiny! "

"Red Gold Fate - True Dragon Emperor, the refining rate increases by 15%"

"The refining degree is 15%, unlock the destiny trait-Great Emperor (Elementary)"

"Great Emperor (Elementary): Ziwei, the Great Emperor's Chamber, the essence of Taiyi. The higher the cultivation level and luck, the higher the prestige and coercive aura. Ignoring the many negative effects of the practice method, what you say is easier to convince people."

Martial Saint Realm!

Breaking through the Martial Saint allowed Lu Mingyuan to absorb enough luck, so that the fate of the "True Dragon Emperor" was sufficiently refined, and he obtained the characteristics of the "Great Emperor".

A shocking aura and coercion swept over Lu Mingyuan's body in an instant.

"Yangsu."

Lu Mingyuan stretched out his hand and shook it, and Yang Su turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand.

This stream of light streaked across the sky, crossing the eyes of everyone who looked up at the sky.

What is a Martial Saint?

A punch that shakes the sky!

Qi and blood are flowing to the sky!

Can conquer a country!

Above the human world, beyond the gate of heaven.

Wei Laojiu blocked the medieval era with one person. In the direction of the Heavenly Gate towards which the ascension platform was facing, a long and towering giant shadow flashed past. The thirty-third heaven of the Heavenly Palace wanted to break through his defense line and interfere with the human world, but he was defeated by him. Blocked within the gate of heaven.

At this time, when he saw that Lu Mingyuan's realm had reached that of the Martial Saint, he couldn't help but chuckle, nodded, and said:

"very good."

At the door of the palace, Sui Yuqing and Xu Changqing, who had arrived late, stared at the sky.

Sui Yuqing looked at the horizon, but still couldn't see the battle scene. He could only hear the sound of explosions that sounded like God's excitement.

His Royal Highness, who is good at forbearing and caring for the overall situation, has actually reached a state that is extremely difficult for martial artists in the world to reach.

She couldn't help but whisper: "Your Highness, we must succeed."

At the gate of the imperial city, a white-haired Taoist nun with a cold and elegant temperament wiped off the blood on the blade of the ancient Heavenly Burial Immortal Sword, and looked at the sky. Indescribable complexity appeared in her eyes.

Has the handsome young man who used to curse for freezing in the snowy cold palace in the past grown to this point?

Yun Qinghe's mind was filled with sweet memories. The corners of her mouth curled up inexplicably, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the bizarre direction of the clouds.

If this world.

Without you.

It would be a bit boring.

On the top of the palace.

In the Dayanlongbi Square, the battle was over. Zhao Xuanwu took off his bamboo hat, revealing his gray hair underneath. Although he was only middle-aged, his hair was full of white hair.

He held the bamboo stick tightly, and his eyes looked at the erratic light in the sky. This master of the sword who had dominated an era seemed a little nervous.

He was afraid that what happened a hundred years ago would happen again.

He didn't want to see his former disciples die in front of him again.

Almost everyone's eyes were chasing the two streams of light in the sky. In this top duel, the victory or defeat was extremely critical.

It determined the outcome of this incident.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, Lu Mingyuan seemed to have some feelings.

A brilliant text appeared in front of him.

"I am a true dragon, and I deserve the destiny. I absorb the luck of the East Palace, the Three Religions and others, trigger the trait "Destiny", and get the blessing of the national destiny vision."

"Aoaoao!"

In the imperial palace and the capital of Dayan, countless people heard the dragon's roar. A brand-new Great Yan Tianming True Dragon broke through the clouds and rode the clouds and mist. Mist spewed out of his nostrils, and the dragon scales were surrounded by golden light.

The long beard trembled, the horns were forked, the dragon's mouth was sharp, the neck hair was constantly dancing, and the golden dragon pupils were extremely sharp.

The Tianming True Dragon was extremely fast and couldn't wait to find its new master.

Lu Mingyuan landed lightly on its back, standing proudly on the top of the capital with the posture of a martial saint.

And the golden dragon national destiny on Emperor Yong'an instantly dimmed a lot and basically disappeared.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"You haven't ascended the throne yet, how can you have the vision of destiny!"

Emperor Yong'an's face became extremely ugly, his pupils trembled, and it seemed difficult to accept this fact.

Why did the destiny of Great Yan choose Lu Mingyuan as the master?

He felt that the whole world had betrayed him.

He was not dead yet, and the throne was still his, but why did the destiny of Great Yan give up on him.

My ancestors!

Why is it so!

Have I not made any contribution to Great Yan? !

"Why? Just because you have been abandoned by everyone, it is not that the destiny of Great Yan chose me, but that they chose Great Yan, and you have betrayed Great Yan, betrayed the human race, and thrown yourself into the arms of the Holy Dark God."

As Lu Mingyuan swung his sword, he spoke calmly.

This sword.

It was earth-shaking.

Dazzling, just to kill the dragon!

"Roar!"

Carrying the destiny of Great Yan, the destiny dragon swallowed and exhaled a large amount of national destiny, blessing Lu Mingyuan's body, and combined with the sword intent.

"Ah!!"

Emperor Yong'an lost the blessing of the Great Yan national destiny, and his body and soul were severely damaged!

"Come again!"

One knife was not enough, Lu Mingyuan added another knife.

The Heavenly Fate Dragon danced in the sky, constantly attacking and piercing through Emperor Yong'an's body.

Under the national destiny, the black divine pearl flashed with black light, constantly resisting the national destiny.

However, Emperor Yong'an's soul could not withstand the power of the divine pearl and became fragmented.

Crashed!

Lu Mingyuan stabbed Emperor Yong'an's chest with a knife and said loudly: "Father, you have been in power for 69 years. Have you ever thought about your original intention of ascending the throne? When you watched the border invasion, did you hear the weeping of the people in the millions of miles of land?"

"Father, on behalf of Mr. Qi and the people of the whole world, I will ask you for punishment!"

"You rebellious son!"

Emperor Yong'an was in great pain and humiliated. It was really humiliating to be scolded by his own son in person!

Lu Mingyuan's martial luck soared into the sky, unstoppable. Emperor Yong'an was washed by the pressure of the martial saint at a close distance, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were trembling.

"This time, I will destroy everything about you, including your soul, so that you can't be reborn, and you can't die again!"

Lu Mingyuan stood in the void and turned into a rainbow light.

The knife fell.

The head fell to the ground.

The soul escaped.

In an instant, it was locked by the vision of the Heavenly Fate True Dragon and fixed in place.

It was swallowed directly by the Heavenly Fate True Dragon and kept chewing.

At the moment of death, the True Dragon Heavenly Fate body came with Emperor Yong'an's last words and curses:

"Rebellious son, you will regret it! Do you think the Three Religions are really good things! Without me, Da Yan will only go to destruction!"

"No! I am unwilling!"

"Rebellious son"

After a few breaths, the voice gradually subsided.

This emperor, whose prestige overlooked Da Yan for a century, finally died at the hands of Lu Mingyuan.

At this moment.

A prompt appeared in front of him.

"The master of destiny successfully killed the king and won the destiny of the Great Flame, and the dragon luck is unprecedentedly high!"

"The hexagram is completed, medium auspicious!"

"Emperor Orange's destiny (python bird swallowing dragon): python birds sing together, the clouds are bright, the swallowing power is transformed, the holy dragon cries, the python bird rises, let the heroes of the world wait and listen to the dragon's cry!"

"Swallowing life (primary): You can swallow the destiny and luck of other true dragons, greatly improving your destiny, luck, and qualifications."