Imperial Dao Mountain Top.
The sky was filled with red clouds, and a beam of light reached straight into the sky.
The isolation formation covering the top of the mountain instantly fell apart.
The clouds on the dome were torn apart by invisible forces.
At this moment, Northern Border everywhere, nine red gold light pillars that penetrated the heaven and earth rose from the depths of the Northern Border dragon veins.
Like the hanging scale claws of a giant dragon, they all fall towards the center of Northern Border and the top of Imperial Dao Mountain!
In the center of the altar, the Mystic Phoenix Nirvana Furnace lid flew off with a bang.
At the heart of the furnace, a long sword came out of the void. The sword was seven feet and three inches long. The sword grid was engraved with Nine Dragons, and the sword head was inlaid with Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Pearl. What was flowing around the sword was not the sharp cold light, but the imperial dragon energy surging like a thousand stars.
The moment the Imperial Sword was born.
Northern Border On the earth, all the Prince's Mansion flags trembled in unison, King Zhenbei The aura of the emperor circulating around him, the aura of the people in the countryside, the aura of bravery in the beacon smoke at the border...
Even the spirit of loyal soul sleeping underground.
They are all like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, rushing along the nine dragon veins of light.
The luck condensed into a torrent of red gold, coiling around the sword body of the Imperial Sword.
Between heaven and earth, it seems like the whispers of the living people are echoing, like a hymn, like the returning heart pushing the dragon energy on the sword to its peak.
At this time, King Zhenbei took a step forward and stretched out his hand to gently brush the sword body.
Imperial Dao Sword's body is trembling slightly, as if it is spiritual, cheering and celebrating its own birth.
A big hand grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the sound of the sword resounded through the sky. It was not the sound of killing, but the majesty of an emperor approaching the court!
Let all the souls in the world bow their heads, and let the land of Kyushu return to silence!
The surging luck no longer poured into Imperial Dao Sword, but rushed into King Zhenbei's body.
A dragon roar resounded, and the dragon's luck turned into a layer of golden light, condensing into a spiraling golden dragon of luck behind King Zhenbei!
Even though the Luck Golden Dragon is still very weak at this time.
But in the end, the last step was taken.
At this time, King Zhenbei has achieved great success, and the emperor's appearance is fully displayed!
There was solemnity in all directions, looking up, with a sense of surrender in my heart.
Primordial Sword Abyss, Li Haotian held a long sword and stood on the top of a mountain, followed by a protector.
He spoke.
"Gu, did he succeed?"
The guardian's eyes were profound, "Half the battle is done!"
After saying that, both of them raised their heads and looked at the sky.
The other side.
Kunpeng The chariot parked quietly above the colorful clouds, and a delicate hand slightly opened a corner of the curtain.
Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens of the North Sea's beautiful eyes of the goddess looked at the sword of the emperor, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her eyes.
"This is an imperial weapon, the sword of the emperor's way. King Zhenbei uses this sword to condense the dragon's luck and suppress the luck. Now the trend has been achieved."
"From now on, I, Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens of the North Sea, will give my full support!"
"I will obey the order of the goddess!"
Imperial Dao Mountain Top.
Above the sky, ink-colored thunder clouds pressed down like ten thousand layers of dark iron, and nine purple-gold tribulation thunders hovered in the clouds like dragons and pythons.
The arc of lightning tore open the sky and illuminated all directions.
Under the thundercloud, King Zhenbei held up Imperial Dao Sword, his eyes surprisingly calm.
The artifact in the hand that carried Northern Border's luck was thrown away, hanging under the thunder and calamity.
The first thunderstorm fell suddenly, and the purple divine thunder, as thick as a sky pillar, rushed all the way.
But the moment it touched the Imperial Dao Sword body,
It was entangled and refined by the royal luck surging on the sword, and the thunder arc turned into a purple-gold rain of light.
Falling to the earth.
Clouds of calamity surged, and thunder calamities followed one after another.
The second way, the third way...
Every thunder catastrophe carries the world-destroying black divine fire, and the divine weapon is once again calcined and tempered.
Just when the last divine thunder fell.
King Zhenbei took one step forward, stood under the calamity cloud, stretched out his hand to hold Imperial Dao Sword, and activated the Northern Border dragon vein.
The luck flowed upstream, between heaven and earth, under the thunder clouds, and condensed into a phantom of the Human Emperor, ten thousand feet high.
The phantom of the Human Emperor raised his hand, and Imperial Dao Sword rose against the storm and fell into his palm.
The ninth world-destroying divine thunder followed closely, and the thunder column was completely black, carrying the power of world-destroying power.
Imperial Dao Sword slashed out a sword, turning into a torrent of luck, a red gold beam of light, and crashed into the world-destroying thunder pillar.
The moment the two came into contact with each other, the world fell into deathly silence, and then exploded.
The air waves overturned thousands of miles of clouds, and the thunderclouds turned into nothingness.
The human emperor's shadow gradually dissipated, Imperial Dao Sword turned into normal size, and the luck flowing through the sword was like a rushing river.
A beam of golden light falls from the sky, reflecting the majestic figure of King Zhenbei.
"From now on, I shall be Emperor Wu!"
"The enthronement ceremony will be held on a different date!"
All directions are silent.
Urgent.
All sentient beings congratulate and shout in unison!
"See Emperor Wu!"
Even the descendants of Primordial Sword Abyss and Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens of the North Sea are no exception.
When the goddess stepped out of the chariot, the heaven and earth were eclipsed.
She has a beautiful face, the bridge of her nose is as straight as carved from ice jade, and her skin is better than snow, but it is not warm and soft white, but has a cold light like ice muscles and jade bones.
The goddess bowed slightly and saluted Emperor Wu.
[Leng Mengying(Dharma Form Realm):98/1400.]
Luo Chen This is the first time I have seen something so... stunning, cold and noble, making people resist looking at her, but not daring to come forward.
Also named Leng?
Luo Chen thought of King Zhenbei's Consort Leng Ruoxue, who had a close relationship with him.
There are some similarities between the eyebrows of these two people.
Also, how can King Zhenbei's Consort be an ordinary woman? It is normal to have power behind her.
Imperial Dao Sword When it was cast
Far in the center of Kyushu, above Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Stargazing Platform.
The towering Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, supported by white jade pillars reaching the sky, stands on the top of Kyushu.
The former Dagan Imperial Preceptor and now the current Heavenly Mystery Pavilion master opened his eyes slightly.
Sigh lightly.
In front of him, a Map of Mountains and Rivers slowly unfolded.
The golden dragon of luck that was once trapped in it has long since collapsed, leaving only the mountains and rivers of Kyushu.
Today, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers above Map of Mountains and Rivers, that is, in the Northern Border area, are like smudged ink, gradually rippling, turning into dreamy bubbles.
"You show your royal qualities so quickly!"
"Not bad!"
Plain words, no emotion can be heard.
Stargazing Platform fell into silence again.
Southern Border Hundred Thousand Mountains.
King Zhenyue put his hands behind his back, looked towards the far north with his calm eyes, and asked.
"How do you think we should respond?"
Behind him, a thin middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, a quick step does not mean a quick step."
"Now that the balance of the three parties has been broken, King Zhenbei has to face the hostility of the world's forces."
"We just need to work steadily and make the matter of becoming emperor proceed steadily."
King Zhenyue nodded and looked towards the center of Kyushu.
"I don't know what the old man was thinking! He broke up Dagan National Destiny but did nothing."
The staff behind him also had doubts in their eyes.
The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master put an end to the Great Gan Dynasty, but he had no ambition to become an emperor and allowed various forces in Kyushu to carve up their territory.
Although those people openly respect Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
However, the various forces are entangled with each other and the relationship is complicated. Heavenly Mystery Pavilion orders, but how many forces can seriously obey it?
On the other hand, the two kings at Northern Border and Southern Border surrounded Kyushu one after another and were encroaching and annexing it step by step.
In this way, before long, the world will probably turn into a battle between two emperors for hegemony.