Emperor Xin!

Palace of immortality!

At this moment, the Primitive Heavenly Lord, who was sitting upright in the Yuxu Palace, had a breath moving, his eyes were a little blood-red, and even a faint black air was constantly lingering in his heart.

A terrifying aura continued to emanate from the Yuxu Palace. Many disciples of the Ancestral Sect who were constantly practicing woke up at this moment, looking at the Yuxu Palace in front of them with some uncertain face!

The eyes were full of horror, but they did not dare to make any noise. After all, the breath of their master at this moment made them completely confused and dared not have any comments.

This terrifying aura was constantly fluctuating around, and many disciples even began to change in this twisted aura.

Many disciples even became demons directly, but Yuxu Gong itself used the supreme power to restore these disciples to their original state in an instant.

But at this moment, the eyes of many disciples were filled with horror. After all, this was the supreme power of a saint, and he could directly twist his body.

All kinds of forces are turning themselves in a more bizarre direction.

"How is it possible? Why has the Master's state of mind changed so much?"

"What exactly happened can make the master burst into such a terrible twist, and he is furious!!!"

"Dear brothers, gather quickly. We must know what happened, and it turned out to be like this."

At this moment, countless ancient existences turned their attention to the Yuxu Palace. They also felt the anger of the saint who flashed by just now.

"Strange, what changes have happened to Yuanshi Tianzun, it seems that it is no longer as pure as the original saint's aura."

"Is it possible that Guangchengzi, the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, was killed by Ying Zheng and Changsheng Palace, which caused problems in his mood?"

"It's impossible. The saint is an immortal being. How could such a change occur? Could it be that the enhancement of the prehistoric heavenly path has led to some changes that we don't know at all?"

At this moment, countless discussions kept ringing in the entire prehistoric world, and many strong people began to talk about it at this moment.

But the existence that happened in the Yuxu Palace at this moment was beyond imagination.

I saw a figure covered in black air, staring at the Primitive Heavenly Lord in front of me with fierce eyes.

"Hahaha, that's it. Only when Yuanshi Tianzun becomes deeply entangled with the demon, the greater the chance of taking over his body!"

The black figure showed fierce light and stared at him tightly. The eyes of the Primitive Heavenly Lord in front of him were full of greed.

"I didn't expect that Pangu's bloodline would exist here. It's really God helping me!"

At this moment, the black figure had not yet turned around, it was the original primitive demon.

...

At this moment, Ying Zheng was slowly returning the twelve golden villains in his body to the land of the Qin Dynasty.

The endless evil spirit and murderous spirit were once again suppressed by these twelve golden villains, and returned to the bright and bright colors of the past.

At this moment, Ying Zheng returned to Qin with a pale face, not afraid of a strong man killing him at this moment.

The most powerful force in the world is the Palace of Changsheng. Now Ying Zheng's identity has been completely exposed and is known to the world.

If you don’t want to be slapped to death by the Saint of Eternal Life, basically no one dares to break free at this moment.

As Ying Zheng went into seclusion and practiced, he began to restore his original power and many powers.

Many royal families and royal families from other major countries chose to surrender and submitted their own surrender letters to the Qin Empire.

"Father, are we really going to do this?"

The prince of Chu looked at his father in front of him, his eyes full of bitterness and begged bitterly.

"Do we have any other way out? Then Ying Zheng is a disciple of the Palace of Changsheng, and the previous Human Emperor is his senior brother.

What's more, with the Palace of Eternal Life, and he acts as the background of the master behind him. What opportunities do we have?"

Speaking of this, the King of Chu looked at the stars in the sky with a bitter taste. At this moment, he also wanted to continue to become a generation of human emperors.

But he knew that he had no ability at all, nor any force to rely on to keep him going.

...

The same is true for several other major countries.

After all, there is no way to continue this battle between the Human Emperor.

On cultivation.

Ying Zheng directly summoned Pangu's true body and could fight against the saints. He still didn't know what kind of backup plan there would be in the entire Qin Empire.

Just by strength alone, this has completely crushed the existence of several other major countries.

In terms of luck, Ying Zheng is a disciple of the Changsheng Palace, and his luck is vast. There are no people in this prehistoric world that can be compared with Ying Zheng.

In terms of talent and strategy, I'm afraid that few people in the world can compare with Ying Zheng.

What's more, how many people dare to continue to compete with Ying Zheng for the position of the Human Emperor?

This is a disciple of the Palace of Eternal Life and the Saint of Eternal Life, and is even more famous for protecting one's shortcomings.

The King of Chu looked at the surrender book in his hand, his eyes full of bitterness. Seeing that he was still begging behind him, his prince couldn't help but shake his head.

"This war, this battle for the position of the human emperor, has no meaning at all!

Child, the entire human race has long belonged to others, we are just runners!"

...

Ying Zheng, who was in seclusion and restoring his original power, felt that a force of human luck that came from the sky once again blessed him. The speed of his original cultivation recovery increased again, and even a few minutes faster, he actually directly replenished his many original powers.

Even his cultivation level was slightly touched, as if he wanted to break through directly to reach the quasi-saint realm.

The next day.

Standing on the high platform, Ying Zheng was wearing a black robe with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it. At this moment, vaguely, with the blessing of luck, the golden dragon seemed to rise into the sky and was auspicious above the nine heavens.

Ying Zheng quietly looked at the world far away with his sword in his hand, and his eyes firmly announced.

"Several empires surrendered one after another, and since then the human race will be unified, and I, Ying Zheng, ascended the throne to the emperor in one month."

Boom boom boom boom!

Accompanied by Ying Zheng's voice, it fell on the original nine heavens. There were vaguely colorful auspicious clouds flowing, and various kinds of brilliant colors were constantly flowing.

It seems that even Ying Zheng, who is known to the world, is sending his own congratulations.

And no one in this human race had different opinions on Ying Zheng's ascension to the throne and become an emperor.

Palace of immortality!

This name alone can already suppress the entire human race, so that no trace of resistance will appear in the hearts of anyone who knows this name.
Chapter completed!