"From today on, Great Qian, I don't have you."
After Fang Mo finished speaking, Prison Suppressor Patterns had already passed Heavenly Prison Gate, and was heading towards Imperial City along the blood mud, mountains of corpses, and broken armor.
Zhao Heng was dragged to the ground by Old Yan, with blood in his mouth, few teeth left, and his words were leaking.
"Fang Mo, it is easy for you to depose me, but it is impossible for you to depose the country name Great Qian."
Old Yan put Boning Knife on the back of his neck.
"His Majesty, please stop saying a few words. Your voice sounds like a duck being pinched."
Zhao Heng turned to look at Imperial Guards on the gate, his face buried in the blood and mud, and his voice still sounded like an emperor.
"Are you all deaf? I am still alive, and I order you to protect me!"
Imperial Guards Someone in the queue raised his knife, and saw the fleshy flesh of the golden-armored general at Iron Bull's feet, and his wrist slowly dropped.
Someone whispered, "His Majesty, I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for you, I can't beat you."
Zhao Heng was stunned, and then cursed in a hissing voice, "Trash, why am I raising you?"
Snap!
Old Yan slapped him in the face with the back of the knife, swallowing the rest of his words back into his throat.
"You used to raise them by feeding them bones from the common people. Now that the young master has taken over, the food needs to be replaced with clean ones."
Li Mingyue walked to Fang Mo's side. The blood on Spring Embroidered Saber had not yet dried.
"You want to establish Zhao Yan, but just change the emperor?"
Fang Mo raised his hand, and a small dark gold seal floated in the palm of his hand. Zhao Heng The extracted National Fortune Dragon Qi was flipping inside, and the dragon scales were covered with Prison Suppressor Patterns.
"It's too troublesome to change the emperor."
Li Mingyue looked at him.
"Then what do you want?"
Fang Mo raised his eyes and looked at Imperial City, and his voice fell into the light of Blood Fiend Array.
"Destroy the country."
Old Yan dragged Zhao Heng's hand and stopped, and Zhao Heng forgot to struggle.
Nian Nu'er was holding Netherblue Blood Lotus Lamp, smiling so much that the lines at the end of his eyes flowed.
"These two words, Lord, are pleasing to the ears of poor people."
Li Mingyue The fingers holding the knife moved, and the Demon Suppression Division old lines on the scabbard were covered by her palm.
"Great Qian has been a country for hundreds of years. National Fortune is connected to Divine Capital's ley lines, the roster of hundreds of officials, Ancestral Temple ancestral spirits, and the household registration of the people in the city. Once you abolish the country, the backlash will hit Divine Capital first."
Fang Mo said, "So I practice Divine Capital."
Li Mingyue asked, "What is it made into?"
Fang Mo turned around and looked at the dark building deep in Heavenly Prison that he changed to Prison Suppression Division.
"Prison Suppressor."
The blood in Zhao Heng's mouth flowed down his chin to Dragon Robe, and he suddenly laughed.
"You are crazy, Divine Capital is a living city, there are millions of people in the city, there are Ancestral Temple, there are ancestral veins, there are Great Qian memorial tablets of Emperor of all dynasties, if you forge Divine Capital into a prison, the world will scold you for eternity."
Fang Mo looked at him.
"Everyone in the world scolds me, but I have to live first."
Zhao Heng's smile got stuck in his throat.
Nian Nu'er raised his hand, Nine Nether Black Water spread out from the door of Heavenly Prison, bypassed people's residences, and drilled into the underground ditch in the direction of Imperial City.
"My lord, there is a Dragon Vein Underground River underneath Imperial City, connected by the jade seal of Zhao Heng, and inside there is a self-destruction formation made by the old royal family."
Zhao Heng's face changed.
"How do you know?"
Nian Nu'er raised his eyes to look at him.
"His Majesty, when your dragon energy was taken out by the master just now, you cried louder than you."
Old Yan grins.
"Then you can't refine it directly. You have to dismantle the gunpowder barrel first."
Fang Mo raised his hand and pressed the small dark gold seal into the ground in front of Heavenly Prison Gate.
Buzz!
Prison Suppressor Patterns expanded under the small seal, Blood Fiend Array the light was swallowed by the dark gold, and the sound of chains dragging the floor was heard from the cells, execution hall, Blood Pool, A, B, C, Geng, Xingui, etc. that were originally scattered everywhere.
Li Mingyue said, "You want to borrow Heavenly Prison Ten Blocks to suppress Divine Capital?"
Fang Mo said, "Not enough."
He looked at Demon Embryo.
"Spit it out Penglai Alliance Leader Dharma Aspect."
Demon Embryo The light core in the chest rotates, and the lapis lazuli fragments flow out from the light core, forming a withered sacred tree in its palm.
Liang Qingwei If he were here, he would probably faint on the spot.
Nian Nu'er looked at the sacred tree and whispered, "Use Immortal Alliance Leader's Dharma Aspect as a town beam. Three Seas Those old guys know it, and I'm afraid they won't be able to sleep."
Fang Mo raised his hand and grabbed it, Divine Tree Dharma Aspect was torn into twelve lapis lazuli pillars by Prison Suppressor Chains, and shot towards the twelve squares of Divine Capital with a clatter.
In the direction of Dongshi City, Mo Qianshan walked out of the street carrying a bloody knife. He looked up and watched the lapis lazuli pillar fall to the ground, and laughed through Long Street.
"My lord, are you going to nail Divine Capital into the ground?"
Fang Mo said, "You guard Dongshi, whoever grabs the pillar will have his hand chopped off."
Mo Qianshan said, "Where to chop?"
Fang Mo said, "Chop until no one reaches out."
Mo Qianshan laughed louder.
"Understood."
Iron Bull walked to the other side carrying the hammer.
"What about me?"
Fang Mo looked at Imperial City.
"Go to Ancestral Temple. If you don't kneel down at the memorial tablet, you'll smash it."
Li Mingyue frowned.
"Ancestral Temple has ancestral spirits."
Iron Bull asked, "Can it be smashed?"
Fang Mo said, "Yes."
Iron Bull nodded.
"Oh."
Zhao Heng's face turned blue when he heard this. He crawled forward, trying to grab the hem of Fang Mo's clothes, but his wrist was stepped on by Old Yan.
"No, Fang Mo, Ancestral Temple cannot be smashed. Once the ancestor spirit is destroyed, Great Qian National Fortune will be broken."
Fang Mo looked down at him.
"What I want is to stop."
Zhao Heng's voice is shaking.
"If you want to change the dynasty, I can write an edict. If you want power, I will give you power. If you want to kill the royal family, I will kill it for you. Don't touch the title of the country."
Fang Mo squatted down and placed his palms on the top of Zhao Heng's head.
"You still think this is your thing?"
Zhao Heng looked at the dark gold lines on the palm of Fang Mo and finally understood this sentence, with an unpleasant sound coming from his throat.
"You need to erase Great Qian."
Fang Mo said, "Yeah."
Zhao Heng shrank back and chanted repeatedly.
"Crazy, crazy."
Nian Nu'er looked in the direction of Imperial City, Black Water had already detected the entrance of the Dragon Vein Underground River.
"My lord, Cold Palace has been found. The little prince is still alive. The palace maid hid him behind the rice vat."
Fang Mo said, "Old Yan."
Old Yan dragged Zhao Heng forward.
"Don't worry, young master. The old man is familiar with the job of picking up babies."
Zhao Heng Hearing the little prince, resentment appeared in his eyes again.
"Zhao Yan cannot ascend the throne. His mother's family is low and he is not worthy of touching National Fortune."
Old Yan turned around and kicked Zhao Heng over.
"Are you worthy? Are you worthy to pee at the door of Heavenly Prison?"
There were guards on the gate who couldn't help but laugh. As soon as they started laughing, they saw Fang Mo raising his hand again, and they all shut up and stood upright.
Fang Mo walked to the camp gate, raised his hand and pressed Heavenly Prison on the door beam.
"From today on, Great Qian will be abolished."
The small dark gold seal flew up and turned into a Prison Suppressor Golden Edict, hanging in the sky above Divine Capital.
The people in the city were originally hiding behind the crack of the door, but when they saw the gold medal rising, some old people knelt down while holding on to the wall, while others huddled behind the stove with their children in their arms.
There is no Imperial Decree moire pattern, no dragon seal or phoenix seal on the gold list, only a line of large characters intertwined with chains.
Prison Suppressor Divine Dynasty.
Li Mingyue looked at those four words and moved his fingertips away from Demon Suppression Division's old lines.
"You've really made a comeback."
Fang Mo said, "If you don't establish a dynasty, how can you collect the world's accounts?"
Nian Nu'er stood behind him, her black skirt spread out with Nine Netherworlds water patterns.
"My lord, what should I do with the officials?"
Fang Mo looked at Imperial City.
"Investigation."
Li Mingyue asked, "Where are the honest officials?"
Fang Mo said, "Stay."
The voice of Old Yan came from far away.
"Master, the baby has been received."
Everyone looked and saw Old Yan dragging Zhao Heng with one hand and holding a child wrapped in an old quilt with the other.
The child was so thin that his face was only as big as a palm, but his eyes were bright, and he was holding half a piece of cold hard rice cake in his hand.
The palace maid followed behind, with tears on her face, and knelt down when she saw Fang Mo.
"I don't know, I don't know what you adults are going to do. Your Highness is still young. Please let him live."
Zhao Heng was lying on the ground, staring at the child, and suddenly opened his mouth and cursed, "Little bastard, if you dare to take my dragon energy, I will tear you apart even if you are a ghost."
The child was so frightened that he shrank into Old Yan's arms.
Fang Mo raised his hand, Zhao Heng's mouth was wrapped by Prison Suppressor Chains, and blood dripped down the chain.
"Noisy."
Old Yan puts Zhao Yan in front of Fang Mo.
"Master, the baby is scared. Why don't you give her hot soup first?"
Zhao Yan looked up at Fang Mo, his voice was thin.
"Are you here to kill me?"
Fang Mo looked at him.
"No."
Zhao Yan asked again, "Are you here to make me the emperor?"
Old Yan heyed.
"The little thing's ears are pretty good."
Fang Mo pressed the small dark gold seal in front of Zhao Yan's eyebrows, but it did not fall.
"Not the emperor."
Zhao Yan Hold the rice cake tightly.
"What is that?"
Fang Mo said, "Human Realm Seal of the Prison Suppressor Divine Dynasty."
Li Mingyue looked at Fang Mo.
"You asked him to be the seal, but not the king?"
Fang Mo said, "If you act as a king as a baby, you will be criticized by others. If you act as a seal, it will save trouble."
Nian Nu'er smiled and said, "The Lord is awake and the baby is also awake. It seems that Zhao Heng has grown up all these years in vain."
Zhao Yan looked at the small golden seal and suddenly handed the rice cake to Fang Mo.
"I have nothing but this."
Old Yan's smile slowed down.
Li Mingyue turned his face sideways and said nothing.
Fang Mo looked down at the half piece of hard rice cake and raised his hand to take it.
"Okay, this is Pledge of Allegiance."
Zhao Yan asked, "Will it hurt?"
Fang Mo said, "Yes."
Zhao Yan closed her eyes, her voice was thin, but she didn't cry.
"Then hurry up."
Fang Mo raised his hand and pressed the small dark gold seal into the center of Zhao Yan's eyebrows. The National Fortune Dragon Qi extracted from Zhao Heng's body was washed again by Prison Suppressor Patterns. The golden dragon struggled to circle around Zhao Yan, and was dragged into the Divine Capital leyline by the dark gold chain.
Boom!
There was a loud noise from the direction of Imperial City, and the voice of Iron Bull came from far away.
"Ancestral Temple, smashed."
Immediately afterwards, a cry rose from the direction of the Baiguan Yamen Office.
An old voice shouted, "The national title cannot be abolished, and the ancestral system cannot be violated!"
Mo Qianshan's laughter came from Dongshi.
"Ancestral system? Your Lord's newly established characters are still hot, why are you wiping your butts with old paper?"
Snap!
An official hat rolled into the middle of the street.
Prison Suppressor Golden Edict The light hung down, Divine Capital The old dragon patterns on the city wall peeled off one by one and were replaced with dark gold lock patterns.
Heavenly Prison The sound of thousands of prison doors opening and closing resounded from deep inside.
Click!
Click!
Click!
The entire ground of Divine Capital is penetrated by Prison Suppressor Patterns. Streets, alleys, city gates, wellheads, culverts, squares, and Imperial City are all connected into a huge prison.
Zhao Heng lay on the ground, watching Imperial City dragon flag being swallowed by Prison Suppressor Lock Patterns, with a blocked whimper coming from his throat.
Fang Mo stood in front of Heavenly Prison Gate, with the four characters Prison Suppressor Divine Dynasty hanging above his head.
"Old Yan."
Old Yan picked up Zhao Yan who had fallen asleep.
"Here."
Fang Mo said, "Send an order to abolish the national title of Great Qian. Hundreds of officials will be brought to Heavenly Prison for questioning. Divine Capital will be renamed Prison Suppressor Capital."
Old Yan said, "What about those who are not convinced?"
Fang Mo looked at Blood Mist who was still in the city.
"Hang the city gate."
Nian Nu'er looked up at the sky, and the faint blue lines at the end of his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Lord, there is something watching in the sky."
Fang Mo raised his eyes.
The sky that was originally darkened by the blood evil suddenly cracked, and layers of ancient shadows appeared behind the cracks. There were celestial palaces suspended, Demon Land hanging upside down, giant beasts supporting mountains, and gods and men bowing their heads.
Li Mingyue held the knife and stood next to Fang Mo.
"What is that?"
Fang Mo looked at the cracked sky, and the palm of his hand Prison Suppressor Patterns slowly lit up.
"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
Deep in the crack, a huge eye covering the sea of clouds opened and stared coldly at Prison Suppressor Capital.