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Wei Laojiu blocked the Tianmen with one person's power and shattered the shadow of the ancient god Shengming summoned by Yong'an Emperor.

It would be impossible for any god to break through Wei Laojiu's line of defense and intervene from the sky.

From then on, the heaven was under his control and the earth was under Lu Mingyuan's control.

His majesty in the clouds, his demonic aura, and his impassioned words attracted countless pairs of eyes and neutral bystanders, who had too many questions.

"Who is that? Is he also the helper invited by His Highness?"

"Whose power is this demonic energy? Could it be the Holy One?"

"Did the Holy One really collude with the witch? Otherwise, how can we explain this power? Such a weird and evil power can only be touched by the practice method of the Holy Underworld."

"I'm afraid what His Highness said is true. He was indeed wronged when he was banned from the cold palace. Letting the witch free is actually the Holy One."

It wasn't until this moment that everyone realized that there were many details that they didn't usually discover.

The deaths of the princes are quite strange, but as the father, His Majesty sees them so calmly.

For many years, the position of East Palace has never been established. I am afraid that the Holy One is planning something behind his back.

He doesn't need the crown prince because he has never thought of giving up the throne.

It was not until later, after being boycotted by the three religions, that he learned to be wise and hibernated.

At this moment, many smart people have more or less thought of the key.

However, Lu Mingyuan did not have the time to observe their faces. He only saw him taking one step forward, his body carrying majestic momentum, his long black hair rapidly changing color, and the power of hissing thunder instantly spread all over his body and fluttered in the wind.

Holding the famous sword Yang Su, he killed in the direction of Emperor Yong'an.

Cihang Fairy Sui Yuqing frowned, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows was particularly conspicuous. She shook her fly whisk and murmured softly:

"This person looks familiar."

"Could it be that His Highness the Prince is the white-haired man in the wild cave?"

Until this moment, Sui Yuqing's pupils widened, as if she understood something.

A lot of memories come to mind.

At the beginning, the brilliance of sword energy soaring into the sky in Yingsha Ancient City.

The genius of the human race who has a arrogant sword intent and looks down upon the world.

The terrifying record of beheading eighteen demon kings and slaying all dignified demon kings.

She was finally sure in her heart that Lu Mingyuan was the genius of the human race who killed everyone in the wild cave and saved many monks in the ancient city of Yingsha!

After Sui Yuqing's transformation.

Many monks present reacted.

During the trip to Manghuang Cave, monks from the three academies gathered together. Of course, they had heard of the story of Yingsha Ancient City.

At the beginning, the geniuses and masters of the major dynasties were transported to different places.

A large number of geniuses were driven to the ancient city of Yingsha. The demon clan took great pains to exterminate the younger generation of the human race in the Middle-earth world.

If it hadn't been for the white-haired man holding a long knife, all the human geniuses in Yingsha Ancient City would have been wiped out.

"The one who killed the Demon Lord?"

"Yes, that's him."

[Absorb the luck of the sage's lineage, trigger the trait "True Martial Arts", and temporarily advance your cultivation to the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. 】

With every step Lu Mingyuan took, his momentum increased by one point, relying on the "Martial Saint" destiny.

He began to absorb the warm and nourishing luck from Li Sheng Jade Hosta again, and temporarily entered the twelfth realm.

Then, a seemingly tangible and invisible golden lin luck dragon suddenly appeared. This huge mountain-like thing was seen entrenched in Jubei City and appeared behind Lu Mingyuan.

Its dragon head poked out of the majestic Imperial City, sending out an earth-shattering roar to all directions of the Central Imperial City and the entire world!

--Roar! !

Seeing this scene, Emperor Yong'an suddenly realized and shouted angrily: "You traitor! How dare you steal their luck and use it for yourself!"

He finally understood. No wonder Qi Xingyan was so obedient and willing to go to Tianxuan Continent. It turned out that he had a backup plan and handed over all the inheritance items of the Lisheng lineage to Lu Mingyuan.

If it weren't for the fact that he was Lu Mingyuan's father.

He even suspected that Lu Mingyuan was Qi Xingyan's biological son.

But why is this? !

Compared with him, an emperor who spent more than sixty years of hard work to achieve his current status and achievements, it took the other party only three years to have everything by keeping a low profile and hiding in the cold palace. Even your great sage Qi Xingyan is willing to die and pave the way for him!

In three years, from a mortal body and an ant, he became a warrior in the Twelve Realms.

Without help, he didn't believe that Lu Mingyuan could achieve what he has achieved so quickly.

Facing Emperor Yong'an's wrath, what he responded to was Lu Mingyuan's powerful sword.

The stunning sword light struck out.

Integrating the sword intention, the Thunder Prison Sword Sutra, and the blessing of fate, Yangsu itself has accumulated hundreds of years of killing energy, and it is a perfect sword.

I vow to cut off everything in front of me!

As the light of the sword flashed by, the deafening sound of the sword reached the ears of every monk present, which was breathtaking.

Emperor Yong'an noticed the power of this sword. The power of the ancient god broke through the blockade of the Great Flame Dragon Wall. It would take a lot of time to restore the formation.

For now, he can only rely on himself.

Emperor Yong'an disappeared from the spot at an extremely fast speed, trying to avoid the knife.

Without the blessing of the Ancient God Demon Pearl, he would definitely not be Lu Mingyuan's opponent based on his martial arts cultivation alone.

Even the Empress of the Underworld couldn't defeat him, so she certainly couldn't either.

But he can outwit him.

I saw Emperor Yong'an taking out a jade pendant-like stone from his dragon sleeves. Golden light and black light suddenly filled his palm, covering the sword's light.

"Bah!"

Emperor Yong'an faced Lu Mingyuan who came with a sword and once again sacrificed a mysterious magic weapon.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes wrinkled, recognizing this object.

It is the number one magic weapon in the Ten Thousand Treasures Divine Weapon Record.

Xiandu Yuhuang.

Jade Huang is a kind of wearing ornament, and together with jade congs, jade bis and other jade articles, it is also known as the "Six Weapons of Gifts to Heaven and Earth".

Immortal Capital Jade Huang is just a defective immortal weapon.

It is a jade huang made from the fragments of an immortal weapon. It has the remaining power of the immortal weapon, but its power depends on the user.

Therefore, it cannot compare with innate magic weapons and real immortal weapons.

If this thing is in the hands of an emperor, it can explode with great power.

The Immortal Capital Jade Huang is a ritual instrument, and driving it requires a large amount of luck and incense as a blessing. If it is not the leader of a country and a sect, it will not be able to exert its extremely powerful power.

With the blessing of Xiandu Yuhuang, Emperor Yong'an's body seemed to possess an immortal body. In a short period of time, he was even able to compete with Lu Mingyuan.

But the real power is inferior.

As Lu Mingyuan gradually exerted pressure, Emperor Yong'an gradually gave out. He planned to cut off the opponent's head with one knife and end the battle.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yong'an sacrificed a magic weapon again.

A red cassock with golden Sanskrit inscriptions was overflowing with light, as if thousands of stars were shining.

The Supreme Tathagata cassock ranked sixth in the Wanbao Divine Weapon Record.

The former Buddha had not yet become an ancestor and did not have the cassock he wore when he reached the fourteenth realm.

The cassock seemed to have spirituality, turning into a blanket and wrapping it around Emperor Yong'an.

In an instant.

Lu Mingyuan felt a huge resistance and he was thrown away. His soul was shaken and his consciousness was a little confused.

This Tathagata Supreme cassock can not only protect the human body, but also impact the soul, causing a lot of damage to the soul and the soul of the Qi practitioner.

Although Emperor Yong'an's cultivation level is not high, he has mastered enough magic weapons, and each magic weapon exudes considerable power.

This made Lu Mingyuan a little troublesome.

While Emperor Yong'an was attacking with the Immortal Capital Yuhuang, he summoned a Qingfeng sword. He held out the sword, and the bright sword light covered the sky and the earth.

Emperor Yong'an frantically activated his sword energy, desperately absorbing the national destiny of the Great Flame Dragon Vein. His eyes flashed with evil energy like a demon, and he said with a ferocious smile:

"You were lucky enough to reach the twelfth realm just by relying on the luck of Mr. Qi's jade hairpin. And I have the resources of the whole country to practice and countless magic weapons. How can I, a traitor who has been in the cold palace for three years, compare to you?"

"Really?"

Lu Mingyuan showed a playful smile, and soon he roared in the direction of the palace gate:

"Jiang Shan!"

the other side.

The handsome monk in white seemed to feel something. He held a golden Zen staff and flicked away the hidden weapon fired by Zhong Yuli's Qianji Umbrella in front of him. A golden round bead immediately floated out of his palm.

The relics of the Seventh Patriarch of the Buddha.

The existence of this thing.

Let all the surrounding darkness be illuminated, as if it were the sun in the sky and the hope of all living things.

"Amitabha!"

Jiang made good use of this object and easily withstood the blockade of the innate magic weapon Thousand Chance Umbrella, Zhong Yuli, the chief master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion.

boom!

One of the twelve ribs of the Thousand Chance Umbrella was broken.

"Your Highness, put it away."

Jiang Shan had no nostalgia and threw the Buddha relic to Lu Mingyuan.

The relic turned into a rainbow light and quickly integrated into Lu Mingyuan's body.

A deep, vast, solemn aura revived in his body.

The golden light turned into the most mysterious words, suspended on the surface of his body, forming a shield to isolate all means.

A divine pattern like a flame appeared between his eyebrows, his skin was reborn from the fire, his hair turned scarlet, and a halo of flames appeared behind him.

Lu Mingyuan's aura surged again, from the early stage of the Heavenly Realm to the peak of the Heavenly Realm in an instant.

This is not his power alone, but the power of combining the remaining luck in the sacred hosta and the Buddha's relics into one.

Now at the pinnacle of the Twelve Realms, he holds the most powerful power in the world and stands at the end of the world.

Lu Mingyuan shook his big hand.

Wow!

Immortal Capital Yuhuang suddenly showed signs of being broken.

The three-foot green edge in Emperor Yong'an's hand was the first to break, turning into seven or eight pieces.

The physical strength of a twelve-level warrior is comparable to a magic weapon. It can be said that the process of body refining of a warrior is to refine his body into a magic weapon. Therefore, there is basically no need to rely on any powerful magic weapon. A heavenly warrior can kill many different systems. of monks.

Moving mountains and reclaiming seas, suppressing tens of thousands of demons with a snap of the fingers, crushing large formations with bare hands are not just words.

"Dharmakaya, get up!"

Lu Mingyuan roared.

Between heaven and earth, the breeze and sunlight, the leaves, and the folds of the pool slow down, and time seems to stand still.

The end of martial arts!

In an instant, the ground began to break, and a large amount of lava emerged. A towering, mountain-like red hand penetrated the ground, broke out of the ground, grabbed the tiny body of Emperor Yong'an, and rose slowly.

Emperor Yong'an only felt that there were terrible strange forces coming from all directions, and different pressures were coming from different angles, trying to crush him into a ball of flesh!

This is the heavenly warrior!

puff!

Lu Mingyuan combined his hands, and his dharma body's big hand immediately flattened Emperor Yong'an's chest and flesh, and smashed it hard!

Meat!

The blood of the emperor spilled over the earth.

At this moment, Emperor Yong'an was completely dead, dead in the true sense.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the corpse on the ground in silence, sad scenes of the past flashed through his mind, and the majestic image of Emperor Yong'an flashed across his mind.

This wise and mighty emperor died in his hands like this?

The image of Emperor Yong'an sitting high on the dragon's throne always flashed through his mind.

Starting from today, the history of Yong'an period ends here.

Dayan should start a new era!

When Lu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and thought, he suddenly discovered that the flesh on the ground was intertwined with golden light and magic light, turning into a ray of light and quickly escaping.

"I knew it."

Lu Mingyuan realized coldly that it was not that simple.

He took out the soul-binding talisman that he had prepared long ago and began to provide one-stop service to Emperor Yong'an.

Soul-binding, transcendence, and ashes!

More than a hundred soul-binding talismans were about to catch up with the golden light and the magic light, when a familiar figure appeared at the door of Shengming Palace and scattered all the soul-binding talismans.

An old eunuch with white hair and a red python suit.

Eunuch Yan.

This personal eunuch has served Emperor Yong'an for more than sixty years and has been by his side since his birth.

He accompanied the emperor, absorbed a lot of dragon energy, and was also a martial artist in the twelve realms.

Eunuch Yan stood in front of Lu Mingyuan and could only watch as the golden light escaped into the depths of the palace.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were sharp and his tone was cold:

"roll!"

"Get out of sight, or die!"

Eunuch Yan shook his head and said calmly: "Old slave, this life was given by the Holy Spirit. Now even if I die, I can't leave this place for even half a step."

"Then go die!"

Without saying a word, Lu Mingyuan punched Eunuch Yan in the blazing red martial arts body.

"puff!"

Even though Eunuch Yan had a deep aura and condensed half of his Dharma Body, he was instantly killed by Lu Mingyuan in just a split second.

Instant kungfu.

The battle is over.

But in just a short moment, the golden light had disappeared to nowhere.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were extremely gloomy, but the most important thing at the moment was to resolve this battle, so he dragged Eunuch Yan by his hair, threw it on the Great Flame Dragon Wall, and announced lightly:

"The Holy One is dead, how long will you continue to resist?"

"From now on, the throne of Dayan changes hands, and Yongan ends here."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

"What?! The Holy One is dead!"

"The Holy One is the destined emperor, how could he die!"

"I don't believe it! Your Majesty"

Many ministers wailed as if their parents were dead.

Yuan Xuangang was furious. When he saw a ball of meat on the ground, he asked loudly:

"Lu Mingyuan! You deserve to die!"

"Without the Holy Lord, how can we fight against the Holy Ming world and the wild world? Now that the destiny of the Great Flame is weak, the nine states will be devastated and the four seas will be turbulent. If you commit the crime below, it will be the crime of regicide!"

Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly and said: "It's very simple, it's just Emperor Gu Cheng."