Chapter 3241 Go Back

The ancient temple was lonely and silent, but it still exuded a terrifying brilliance, and the sound of chanting sutras could be faintly heard.

"Jing Zhen asked the ancestors to take back the dragon spirit." Emperor Jing Zhen bowed again.

"Your Majesty, go back." The chanting in the ancient temple stopped, and an old voice came out.

Jing Zhen's face changed slightly, he stared at the ancient temple with burning eyes, and said persistently: "My ancestor, I am the current Lord of Qin, and I beg you to take back the dragon spirit."

The old voice sighed slightly: "Your Majesty, your time is running out. Qin will still need the care of the Dark King's Court in the future. You should go back."

Jing Zhen's face suddenly turned pale as snow, his body swayed involuntarily, his eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, and resentment.

"Royal Father." Qin Bai hurriedly supported Jing Zhen, and shouted worriedly.

Although he didn't know what it meant, nor did he know what Jing Zhen was doing, but he could tell that Jing Zhen's plan seemed to have failed.

Jing Zhen waved his hand slightly, motioning Qin Bai not to speak, staring at the ancient temple, gnashed his teeth and asked, "I just want to ask, am I, Jing Zhen, the emperor of Qin now?"

"Yes, but your life is not long. You have to let go of some things, otherwise you will suffer. If you go back now, I will pretend that you have never been here before." The old voice said.

Jing Zhen didn't speak, but just stared at the ancient temple exuding sacred brilliance, the complex emotions contained in his eyes could no longer be described.

"Bai'er, help me go." Emperor Jing Zhen gritted his teeth and said to Qin Bai.

Although Qin Bai was ignorant, he didn't dare to play with his temper at this time, and helped Emperor Jing Zhen to leave the ancient temple.

"Pfft!" Not far from the ancient temple, Emperor Jing Zhen finally couldn't bear the depression in his heart, coupled with his serious injury, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and landed on the dusty stone street above.

"Father!" Qin Bai turned pale with shock.

"I'm fine, let's go, I'm not dead yet, I'm still the emperor of Qin." Emperor Jing Zhen raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked persistently at a monastery in front of him.

Jing Zhen brought Qin Bai to the front, bowed three times as before, and then said: "Emperor Qin Jing Zhen and his youngest son Qin Bai paid homage to the ancestors, and asked the ancestors to take back the dragon spirit."

A sacred and solemn female voice came from the splendid monastery: "Jing Zhen, why are you so persistent? You are the king of Qin, and your son must also be the king of Qin, so why bother?"

"Jing Zhen begs you to withdraw your dragon spirit." Jing Zhen gritted his teeth and bowed again.

"Go." There were only two words faintly heard in the monastery, and then there was no sound.

Jing Zhen's eyes were burning, and he left without saying a word, letting Qin Bai help him to one ancient building after another exuding divine splendor, worshiping everywhere he went, but getting a negative answer every time.

Those ancient buildings are all guarded by the strongest members of the Qin family in the past, which is the most fundamental part of the Qin family.

The Qin family didn't look at their aptitude or cultivation level when choosing an emperor, but only at their ability to be an emperor, but the people who chose to protect those ancient buildings were all the strongest in every generation.

No matter how famous the Qin family's strong men were before, once they swear a blood oath to enter the ancient building, they will abandon their status and status, and become the guardian of the ancient building, guarding the last line of defense for the Qin family.

Because they no longer have names or seniority, they only know that they are the seniors of the Qin family, so Jing Zhen can only call them ancestors.

And this last line of defense needs to be initiated by the Lord of the Dark King's Court and the contemporary emperor together, so that the Lilong Covenant can be activated, so that the Lord of the Dark King's Court, who controls the great dark demon dragon king, can be blessed by the power of the Lilong Formation and become the strongest in Qin. A big existence that can defeat all enemies.

But now that Qin Yuan initiated the Lilong Covenant alone, those seniors of the Qin family who guarded the ancient buildings still activated the Lilong Covenant. Even if Jing Zhen, the contemporary Qin Emperor, personally came forward to ask, he was still rejected. He wanted to protect Qin Yuan from beheading Han Sen.

Jing Zhen and Qin Bai worshiped one place after another, but Jing Zhen's face became paler and paler. There is no doubt that because his life is numbered, the seniors of the Qin family have given up on him as emperor.

"Jing Zhen, stop messing around. You are the king of Qin and the emperor chosen by my Qin family. You should face death with courage and grace, and you shouldn't ruin the fate of Qin for your own selfishness." An ancient temple Inside, a solemn voice came out.

"Jing Zhen, may I ask my ancestors, how did I ruin Qin's national destiny?" Jing Zhen said with a pale face but surprisingly calm, staring at the ancient temple.

"Jingyue is a rare treasure in the world. It has the ability to bring the dead back to life. As the emperor of Qin, you have proved your cowardice by handing over such a treasure to others for your own selfish desire." The voice in the ancient temple said.

Jing Zhen smiled: "May I ask my ancestors, Jingyue has been in Mingzhuyuan for such a long time, how many people have used it to revive the dead? Who in my Qin family has benefited from it?"

"The opportunity hasn't arrived yet," said the voice from within the ancient temple.

"Since no one has benefited from it, a useless thing, I will exchange it for a few years of life, and lay a bit of foundation for our Qin Kingdom and our Qin family. What is my fault?" Jing Zhen held tightly Fist, staring at Gu Sha and asked.

"No matter how you say it, Mirror Moon is such a precious treasure that it must not fall into the hands of outsiders." The voice in the ancient temple was cold and heartless.

"So, my life, Jing Zhen, is not as good as that mere genetic species?" Jing Zhen said angrily.

"Your time is running out, you have to let go of what you should let go." The voice in the ancient temple sighed softly: "Jing Zhen, go back, deal with the things that need to be dealt with, and leave the rest to Qin Bai .”

Jing Zhen trembled, but there was no disappointment in his eyes, because he had nothing to be disappointed about.

"As long as I don't die for a day, I will still be the emperor of Qin." Jing Zhen said coldly, pulled Qin Bai up and strode towards the palace.

"Father, is Han Sen going to die?" Qin Bai asked while wiping away his tears.

Emperor Jing Zhen was silent and speechless. He was the emperor of Qin, the greatest king in the universe, and now he couldn't even save a person's life. He was still in his own country, in his own capital. What a shame.

Above the sky, Qin Yuan looked down at Han Sen like a god. The power given to him by the Lilong Covenant could almost allow him to break the starry universe. Han Sen no longer had any threats in his eyes.

"Han Sen, what else do you have to say?" Qin Yuan stepped forward, as if the whole world was pressing towards Han Sen.

Now what Qin Yuan represents is not him alone, but the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years of the Qin royal family, which is the capital of the Qin family daring to proclaim themselves emperor. Because the state of Qin has already been deeply branded by the Qin family. () "Super God Gene" only represents the author's opinion of the twelve-winged dark seraphim. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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