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Zheng Ming wore a dragon robe and held the emperor's crown in his hand. His whole body exuded majestic power, his face was calm and solemn, and he volleyed towards the center of the battlefield step by step.

At this moment, he is the biggest protagonist on the battlefield, even the strong in the Xiantai realm cannot take away his light.

On the battlefield, Qi Lan's complexion became even uglier than ever before.

This battle has far exceeded their expectations.

From the very beginning, they only thought that Dali had a fairyland realm, but now Dali broke their perception time and time again.

From Yang Li, to Lu Li, and now to Zheng Ming, there have been three strong men in the Immortal Realm.

The point is that the great monk who has always been counted in their hearts has not appeared until now.

"Do you want the Palace Master to take action?"

His mind was deep.

In his memory, Zhu Qingling hadn't made a move for 500 years, and the last time he made a move seemed to be against the Longdao Yaozun of the Longhua Dynasty, an ancient and powerful venerable of the sea monster clan.

In the past, the relationship between Yaosheng Palace and Longhua Dynasty was not good. In order to compete for the territory of the seabed, the two sides often fought fiercely. In the most intense battle, both sides almost went all out.

It was that time that Zhu Qingling made a move, suppressing the Dragon Dao Yaozun with tyrannical strength, forcing the Longhua Dynasty to retreat.

Since then, the Yaosheng Palace has obtained the current sphere of influence, and at the same time, the Longhua Dynasty has re-evaluated the strength of the Yaosheng Palace, and the two sides have never attacked each other again.

It has been 500 years, and Zhu Qingling has never made a move, but today, a Dali dynasty that they originally despised, actually wants their powerful palace master to make a move!

Compared with Shen Ning in Qi Lan's heart, Sheng Tianze and other members of Tianyuzong felt an unprecedented shock.

"The emperor with the strength of the Xiantai realm!"

Sheng Tianze couldn't believe it.

If they had left the capital one step later and saw the scene where Zheng Ming took action against the mission of the Celestial Dynasty, they might not have been so shocked.

But they didn't see it, they didn't know that Zheng Ming possessed such a powerful strength.

Compared with the monster race, Sheng Tianze is more aware of the meaning of the existence of the emperor, and understands the horror of a powerful emperor.

Although emperors are not exclusive to the human race, they have the largest number in the human race, because the dynasty of the human race far exceeds that of the monster race.

There is a dynasty behind every emperor. Under normal circumstances, the emperor does not need strong personal strength, but if the emperor has strong personal strength, it means that the dynasty behind him is stronger.

Because the source of the emperor's power is the luck of the people, if there is not a strong enough dynasty, how can there be enough luck of the people.

"Didn't Dali come from the Land of Desolation? Why is there such a rich luck for all people?"

Sheng Tianze was both shocked and puzzled.

No matter how shocked everyone was, Zheng Ming didn't care.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill a strong person in the Immortal Stage to test his own strength.

Speaking of which, Zheng Ming has always seldom made a move. Even if he occasionally uses the imperial power, it is only for the purpose of intimidation. He has almost never experienced a really fierce battle.

It was precisely because of this that he really wanted a hearty battle in his heart.

If you can't fight, why do you need such a powerful body?

The blood boiled in Zheng Ming's heart, and the majestic Tianwei seemed to feel his mood and became more intense.

"My sword can kill the strong in the Immortal Realm!"

Holding the sword in both hands, he gathered the terrifying power of the sky, his eyes were shining with golden brilliance, staring at Qi Lan in front of him.

A sword swing!

The world trembled.

All spirits trembled.

Huanghuang Jianwei spewed out with mighty Tianwei.

Seeing this, Qi Lan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a panic rose in his heart.

He is afraid!

Scared like never before!

It comes from psychology, but also from the fear of the majestic sword.

That feeling is like the coercion brought by the difference in rank and class.

It's like an ordinary person facing a powerful cultivator, powerless, frightened, fearful, and at a loss.

Chapter 449 When the emperor's sword is unsheathed, millions of corpses will surely fall!

"I~~"

Qi Lan clearly felt that he could fight, but his heart was full of despair.

God, high above.

The emperor, stand tall.

The emperor, the artifact in charge of the country, the law of the world, the goods of billions of people, the command of the land, and the protection of the sovereignty of the dynasty. The person who takes this position is chosen by the heart of heaven and the people's favor.

What Qi Lan faced was not a person, but an emperor, an emperor chosen by Tianxin and favored by the people.

The might of the sky is mighty, and the might of the sword is brilliant.

Qi Lan struggled, wanting to break free from the oppression of the upper class.

But no matter how he struggled, the despair that came from the bottom of his heart made him feel powerless.

suddenly.

He closed his eyes, and actually put on a look of willingness to die.

He seemed to have given up struggling altogether.

This is Tianwei!

Not only has physical damage and magic damage, but also has spiritual attack.

Suppress from the most important state of mind of the practitioner.

The radiant sword light was getting closer and closer, Qi Lan's burly body trembled slightly, and his closed eyelids also trembled.

Just when Huanghuang's sword light was about to pierce his chest, a slender hand protruded from the void, with a white jade-like fluorescence, slowly blocking the sword light.

Clang!

The sound of the sword rang softly.

The sharp sword light stopped abruptly.

A bright and clean figure appeared in front of Qi Lan.

Zheng Ming looked at the figure, squinted his eyes slightly, and said in surprise: "Master of the Yaosheng Palace, Zhu Qingling!"

The person in front of him is completely different from the Zhu Qingling he imagined, he thought Zhu Qingling was an old man with many vicissitudes, but he didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman.

"Lihuang!" Zhu Qingling raised his head, his delicate eyes revealing a cold murderous intent.

Zheng Ming nodded slightly, but shook his head again and laughed.

Practitioners really can't judge by appearance, Zhu Qingling is over 3000 years old, but still has this youthful face.

Is this pretending to be tender?

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Qingling frowned slightly.

"I originally thought that the master of Yaosheng Palace was an old man, but I didn't expect to be a pretty lady." Zheng Ming laughed.

"Pretty beauty! Hehe~~" Zhu Qingling sneered.

She is not a pretty woman, she is a domineering overlord.

"It's an honor for you, Dali, to have Bengong personally take action." She said with a cold face.

Zheng Ming shook his head slightly, and said: "It is an honor for you Yaosheng Palace to let me do it myself."

"But your opponent is not me."

As he spoke, he looked at Qi Lan.

It was like fighting a good fight with his own strength, beheading a strong person in the Immortal Terrace Realm, and enjoying the addiction of being a strong person.

Zhu Qingling looked at him, his cold eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes looked in the direction of Qinglan Island.

Huli is here.

"Hu Li greets His Majesty!"

Although the burly Hu Li is wearing Taoist robes, he can't conceal his sturdy aura. Compared with Lu Li and Yang Li, his monster features are more obvious.

Zheng Ming nodded, and glanced at the battlefield below.

The fighting on the battlefield did not stop, but as more and more masters were invested by both sides, the fighting became more and more intense.

Tian Yuzong, Sea God Temple, and Wanlin Zhize Monster Clan are all in the battle, but they will look at the sky from time to time.

The shock in their hearts is beyond description.

Zhu Qingling looked at Hu Li, his face darkened, and said: "It seems that we have underestimated the Dali Dynasty."

Zheng Ming put the long sword in his hand across his chest, and said: "There is no need to talk too much nonsense, today I will destroy your Demon Saint Palace."

"Why?" Zhu Qingling asked in bewilderment.

Because in her view, the dispute between Yaosheng Palace and Dali Dynasty is just a matter of face, and there is no need to fight to the death.

"There's no reason? It's just that the existence of the Demon Saint Palace blocked Dali's path." Zheng Ming said.

Why else, for the seabed territory, for the hundreds of millions of sea monsters, for Dali to have a vast seabed territory and hundreds of millions of sea monsters.

The Yaozu can also provide him with the luck of all people, if not for this, why would he use all the power in Dali?

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is no longer a question of whether the Yaosheng Palace is willing to fight, but whether Zheng Ming is willing to let go of his desire to annex the Yaosheng Palace.

The emperor is greedy. He has a frightening greed for his people, territory, and power.

And Zheng Ming has a system, and his greed for the luck of the people is even better.

Greed is not necessarily a bad thing, as long as you control your greed and prevent it from corroding your sanity.

"The emperor's sword is out of its sheath, and there will be millions of dead bodies!"

Zheng Ming raised his long sword, and the mighty power of the sword affected the mighty power of the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

With a flash of Hu Li's figure, he came to Zhu Qingling.

"Don't stop His Majesty!"

His tiger eyes stared, releasing a terrifying power.

Compared with Lu Li and Yang Li, he is even more violent.

The thick palm raised and waved towards Zhu Qingling.

Above the sky, dark clouds surged, and the three great immortals condensed the dark clouds at the same time, covering the sky and covering the sun. Coupled with Zheng Ming's majestic might, it seemed as if the entire sky was falling down.

A stern look flashed in Zhu Qingling's eyes, "You want to stop me!"

She waved her sleeves, and a strong breath gushed out, touching Hu Li's palm.

Boom~~~

An explosion exploded, and the aftermath of the thick energy set off a hurricane, sweeping the world.

Below, on the surface of the sea, hundreds of meters of waves were directly set off, and countless sea monsters were swept up by the waves uncontrollably.

Zheng Ming ignored the battle between Zhu Qingling and Hu Li, and the sword in his hand slashed down again!

Again!

Qi Lan looked at the extremely bright sword light with bitterness on his face.

No one seemed to be able to get over him this time.

But then his eyes were filled with fierceness.

"I don't need others to save me, I am the Lord of the Demon Palace!"