80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

Lin Jiufeng said that the world is in chaos.

Sure enough, it was the third day after Emperor Yuan said that the nine kings would come to Beijing to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday.

The vassal kings from all over the country issued official letters invariably, the content is very simple, if the body is ill, they can send their heirs to the imperial capital to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday.

But want them to go by themselves, there is no door.

When this happened, the whole country was in an uproar.

The nine kings united to resist the imperial power.

Of course, they used to be so embarrassed.

But that was in private, and on the surface, he still had a little respect for the imperial power.

But this time, the fig leaf on the bright side was completely torn down, and the nine great vassal kings gave no face to the imperial power at all.

He almost pointed at Emperor Yuan's nose and said that you, a hairy boy, wanted to deal with them after being emperor for ten years?

Your father, your grandfather, and the founding emperor of your family didn't have this ability, why would you?

For a time, the conflict intensified, and everyone in the world became nervous.

Rumors are flying all over the sky, and some people say that Emperor Yuan mobilized his army to launch a campaign against the nine great vassal kings.

It was also said that the nine great vassal kings also assembled heavy troops and prepared to counterattack.

All kinds of rumors are very real, as if the Yuhua Divine Dynasty will be divided into two in the next second.

Shaky!

The building will fall!

...

In the territory of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, the Zhao family, one of the nine great vassal kings, their ancestors followed the founding emperor of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty to conquer the world, made great military exploits, and were named Zhao Guogong.

They govern the land of a state.

In Zhao Guogong's mansion, a lot of people gathered this night, and there were nine people sitting on a round table.

These nine people are the contemporary nine kings.

Behind them, standing are their henchmen.

"This time, Emperor Yuan lost his mind and went crazy, and he actually attacked us together. It was a self-destruction." Zhao Guogong snorted coldly.

The hereditary is irreplaceable, and they are used to being the overlord of the land, so they don't want to go to the imperial capital, and hand over their life to the Yuan emperor.

"Who is going to teach the new emperor a lesson and let him know how powerful we vassal kings are." An aquiline-nosed man sneered.

"This Emperor Yuan is very ambitious and ambitious. He wants to rebuild the universe and rebuild the sun and the moon, but he doesn't ask us if we agree." said a big belly prince.

"The time for our nine vassal kings to rebel has not yet come. Now the general trend of the world is changing, the spiritual energy is recovering, and the major forces are dormant, and we also need dormant ones," said a scholar.

"Of course I know this, that is, the time has not yet come, and the recovery of spiritual energy has not yet reached the top. It is just the beginning. Otherwise, I will lead the army now, rush into the imperial capital, and unscrew the head of this whimsical emperor." A muscular Wufu Leng drink.

"Then...how should I teach Emperor Yuan a lesson?" an old prince asked.

"Poison, let him poison him, and save those troubles." Zhao Guogong said directly.

"Zhao Guogong, you go to poison, then I have to assassinate." The hook-nosed man smiled and said.

"What are you two doing, competing with each other?" The potbellied prince laughed.

"Since the King of Eagles wants to bet with me, that's ok. It depends on who of us wins first. Whether Emperor Yuan died under my poison or under your assassination." Zhao Guogong also laughed and didn't mind at all. .

Instead, the death of Emperor Yuan was regarded as a bet.

"King Tianying, Emperor Yuan has a Martial Saint next to him. The Martial Saint who once killed the ancestors of Huajian is supporting Emperor Yuan, otherwise he would not dare to cut the clan." The elegant scholar said.

"Of course I know that Emperor Yuan has a Martial Saint, but is he the only one in this world who has a Martial Saint?" King Tianying sneered.

The other eight vassal kings all laughed.

The ancestors of their family have all broken through the martial arts, which is why they are not afraid of Emperor Yuan's cutting off the vassal.

You are a Martial Saint, and you have no chance of winning against our nine great Martial Saints!

"Since that's the case, let the people of the world see what we are capable of. The stake is a little higher. Whoever kills Emperor Yuan first of our nine vassal lords will win." Zhao Guogong stood up and said.

"I have no problem, but what's the stake?" The Eagle King agreed without hesitation.

"Just betting on the token of the Holy Master of the Demon Sect. This token is divided into many parts. If you collect it, you can get the remains of the Holy Master. I know that everyone has one in their hands. This time, who will kill Emperor Yuan first, and the rest The token must be handed over to the winner unconditionally." Zhao Guogong's eyes flashed strangely as he laughed.

He has his own mind.

Take the death of Emperor Yuan as a bet, compete, and then get the Holy Master token.

As for whether he can win, he is very sure.

The others pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement one by one.

The nine great vassal kings went to the imperial capital to kill the Yuan emperor.

With the death of Emperor Yuan, the gambling started officially.

This group of people did not take the imperial power, the Yuan Emperor, and the Yuhua Divine Dynasty in their eyes at all.

...

Forbidden City, the central hall.

Emperor Yuan sat with a tired face at the moment.

In front of him, stood an old man, looking at Emperor Yuan with a complicated expression.

"Too urgent." The old man said the same words as Lin Jiufeng, thinking that Emperor Yuan's operation was too urgent.

Emperor Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa Huang, the vassal king is already too big to fall, and he can't restrain it. He must take the opportunity to cut it off."

"But it's not wise for you to offend the nine kings at one time." The old man sighed. He was the grandfather of the previous emperor, the Yuan emperor.

After he abdicated, he began to retreat and practice, until now, with the help of the revived spiritual energy, he has become the realm of Martial Saint.

He is the foundation of the Yuan Emperor.

The royal family's own martial artist.

In addition to Wuming, Emperor Yuan held two Martial Saints in his hands, plus an army of one million, and countless experts in the royal family, Emperor Yuan dared to take risks and declare war on the nine kings.

"Grandpa Huang, I'm running out of time." Emperor Yuan said with a tired face.

The old emperor's complexion changed, he reached out and grabbed Emperor Yuan's wrist, and his zhenqi penetrated to check on Emperor Yuan's body.

"You practiced that evil sect practice?" The old emperor looked at Emperor Yuan angrily.

Emperor Yuan smiled helplessly: "Grandpa Huang, I need strength."

"You are confused, you forgot that your father died in Huangquan when he was only fifty years old. Isn't it because you practiced this evil practice method, how could you also follow in the footsteps?" The old emperor said sadly.

His son, the last emperor, died because of a problem with his practice, and he was too tired to recover.

But the inside story is that the previous emperor forced to practice the most evil exercises in the royal family in order to set things right, causing physical problems.

Originally, the old emperor of this practice had been sealed, and no one was allowed to read it, but Emperor Yuan secretly read it.

"Grandpa Huang, although I have made mistakes in my cultivation, it is not for nothing. This time I must sweep away the centuries-old ills of the Ascension God Dynasty." Emperor Yuan stood up firmly and said solemnly.

"Child, is it worth it?" The old prince looked at his grandson, who was also the heir to his throne, lovingly.

"For the dignity of the royal family, for the continuation of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, for my great cause of reform, and for the people of the world to live and work in peace and contentment, even though I die nine times, I have no regrets." Emperor Yuan said firmly.

"Besides, I also have a last resort." Emperor Yuan's gaze fell far away, in the cold palace where Lin Jiufeng was.

He won't bother Big Brother unless he has to.

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