I Don’t Want To Go Against The Sky

King Wutong leaned weakly on the dragon chair. From the beginning until now, he knew that the dragon chair was not easy to sit on.

When he was still a prince of Xiaoyao, he never thought of becoming an emperor.

When he was a child, his father told him, do you want to sit on the throne?

Although he is young, he understands that the throne is not suitable for him, and his ability to resist pressure is too poor.

It's easy to have a nervous breakdown.

Therefore, he agreed with the emperor's brother becoming the emperor with both hands, because he has a good relationship with the emperor's brother, and he, the happy prince, can do it more comfortably.

now.

Brother Huang put such a heavy burden on him.

He just felt tired, really tired.

Facing the threat of the alliance, he really didn't know what to do.

I always feel that I can collapse at any time. Those angers are real and cannot be hidden. Maybe only anger can vent my inner dissatisfaction.

He became the new emperor of the imperial court, so the alliance will not do anything to the imperial court.

Bullying is bullying.

But the imperial court will not be destroyed for the time being. After all, he is a rebel. Whether he is true or not, to the outside world, you are a real rebel.

But if the nephew was allowed to inherit the throne, he should have died tragically at the hands of the alliance long ago.

night.

King Wutong came to the stone room, stepped into it, and he knew that there was no turning back.

He needs strength, the power to solve everything in front of him.

Standing at the entrance of the stone chamber, looking into the dark distance, there seems to be a devil's face smiling.

"This king knows that you can speak. This king needs strength, absolute power."

"There will be no pies in the sky, just ask for anything you want."

King Wutong roared, the voice echoed in the stone room, he hesitated, but quickly threw the hesitation away, since he came, he knew that he could not turn back.

Turning back is losing, and there is no room for resistance in the face of the alliance.

"You're back?"

Not long after, a voice came from the sarcophagus.

King Wutong frowned, as if being slapped in the face, and the slap was a little heavy, just like being slapped, being slapped left and right.

He was really hit by the other party, and he came back again.

"Don't feel confused and confused, the evil god-Masaki-Xinfeng, knows you better than yourself. Your heart tells me what you need, but you don't want to believe it."

"Come here, take me out, let me feel your heart well."

The evil god's voice seemed to be full of temptation, slowly inducing King Wutong.

King Wutong was expressionless, he knew what he needed, and now this evil god in front of him was his only hope.

He knew that this was a deal with the evil god, and it would be irreversible, but he would do it no matter how high the price was.

Open the sarcophagus and take out the statue of the evil god with only arms.

"Hmm! I feel it. There is evil hidden in your heart. Sure enough, only evil people come here. The justice you think is just your disguise." The voice of the evil god seemed to come from the netherworld.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, you just need to tell this king, what do you want?" Wutong King said coldly, he didn't want to have too much communication with the evil god.

The evil god laughed: "Didn't I say it last time? The blood of ten young children, now you can do it. As long as you fulfill my request, I will give you what you want."

King Wutong struggled, hesitated, and then left without looking back: "Wait for me."

Not long after.

King Wutong came with ten young children.

"Father, where is this place?"

"Father, I'm so tired, I want to go to bed."

Wutong King struggled, his eyes were bloodshot, and said softly: "As children of the royal family, you have an inherent responsibility. The royal family needs you, and you should learn to give."

Children like him don't understand what he said, so they feel that the father is weird, how to say these things.

"The speed is really fast. It seems that when power is needed, anyone will become decisive and efficient, and you are such a person." The evil spirit smiled. Although the evil spirit is just a statue today, the feeling to King Wutong is that , In this dark stone room, there are eyes of evil gods.

King Wutong looked at the statue of the evil god: "I hope you can keep your promise."

The evil god said: "Don't worry, this evil god has always kept its promise."

King Wutong gritted his teeth, the hand holding the long sword trembled, hesitated, and finally closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw determination and coldness shining in King Wutong's eyes.

He raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed fiercely.

"My children, my father is sorry for you, if you want to blame you, you can blame my father."

Pooh!

A sword pierced his chest and fell to the ground, blood streaming down.

"Father, don't kill me."

"Father..."

Pooh!

Pooh!

The stone room was very quiet, only the panting of King Wutong, and the blood falling from the long sword.

King Wutong's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down his face, he raised his head suddenly: "Cthulhu, it's up to you to fulfill your promise."

The evil god didn't speak. After a long time, the evil god's voice came faintly.

"Ruthless, really ruthless. This evil god only needs blood, not life. You are really powerful. Hahaha, I like it. This evil god likes your cruelty."

The evil god laughed, but to be honest, he was dumbfounded, okay?

Although it is inhumane to be an evil god, even an evil god has to think about killing a group of his own sons if they disagree with each other.

bang!

The long sword slipped from Wutong King's hand, his eyes were about to split open: "You're playing tricks on me."

The evil god said: "I didn't trick you. You made a mistake. This evil god never said that he wanted life from the beginning to the end, but he kept talking about blood."

"You..." King Wutong clenched his fists, his palms turned livid, "Okay, but now is the time for you to fulfill your promise."

The blood on the ground flowed onto the statue of the evil god as if being drawn.

Suddenly, a strange red light emanated from the statue of the evil god.

"You want strength, this book of evil gods can't help you, but it can help you improve your strength as quickly as possible, feel it, and your future will begin to change."

in an instant.

A red light erupted from the statue of the evil god, like a galaxy, covering Wutong King in an instant.

ah!

King Wutong screamed heart-piercingly, as if his body was about to be torn apart.

Painful, really painful.

The heart buzzed, as if it had stopped beating suddenly.

The brain is in chaos.

There was a bang.

King Wutong fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

"Hehehe..."

The evil god smiled, his smile was gloomy and penetrating.

...

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

King Wutong only felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to be torn apart.

"Emperor..."

King Wutong sat up abruptly, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he gasped heavily.

The people serving at the side saw His Majesty like this, and immediately stepped forward: "Your Majesty..."

King Wutong stretched out his hand to signal the other party not to come, but suddenly, to his horror, his five fingers instantly turned into five black tentacles, stabbing into the other party's body fiercely.

grunt!

grunt!

In a blink of an eye, the eunuch disappeared from Wutong King's eyes, as if he had never appeared before.

"this……"

King Wutong lowered his head, looked at his palms, his pupils constricted, as if he had seen a ghost, how could this happen, what happened, and why did it become like this.

He remembered the statue of the evil god.

How could he appear here after fainting in the stone chamber.

Immediately afterwards.

He felt that there was an extra force in his body, which seemed to come from outside, but now it merged with him to strengthen himself.

now.

He thought of the words that the evil god said to him, they can't give you absolute power, but they can give you power quickly.

"Could it be that this method is to plunder other people's power?" King Wutong fell into deep thought, feeling that he had fallen into some kind of abyss.

But he needs strength now.

Only when you are strong can you compete with the alliance and get rid of the control of the alliance.

But he thought that his ten princes died in his hands.

He felt deeply guilty in his heart.

"My sons, my father will not let you die in vain."

There was a fierce look in Wutong King's eyes, as if he had already decided on something, if so, then go on, use this ability to restore the imperial court, drive out the alliance, and suppress those top sects.

After everything is successful, the imperial court will be handed over to the eldest nephew, and he is not prepared to live.

Martial Dao Mountain is a hundred miles away.

A group of forces gathered together.

They were all fooled here and called themselves the Fighting Martial Arts Alliance.

In fact, to put it bluntly, everyone wants to get the treasure of Martial Dao Mountain.

At this time, a middle-aged man with eight-legged beard said: "What kind of shit is this Martial Dao Mountain? Don't rob me, or I will turn against you."

"Why are you so arrogant? It's just that you want to hack someone to death with your broken sword, but forget it, I won't argue with you. My request is very simple. If there are any women in Wudao Mountain, they will belong to me, and none of you are allowed to snatch them." .”

"I want that place."

"I want silver taels, nothing else."

"If there is a real treasure, let's sell him and divide the money equally. If anyone plays tricks, don't blame us for being cruel."

The Martial Arts Alliance has a large number of people, and there are dozens of masters. They have already divided things up before they even went to Martial Dao Mountain or fought against Martial Dao Mountain.

As for the people who advertised that there are great treasures in Martial Dao Mountain, it doesn't matter whether they came or not. In their view, those are all bereaved dogs, and it would be a shame to come.

night.

A group of people finally came to the foot of Martial Dao Mountain.

Everyone looked at it and found that this Martial Dao Mountain is not very good, there is not even a disciple who guards the gate.

Everyone looked at each other and saw the smile in their eyes.

Just such a sect, what kind of sect can it be.

"Hey, look, there's a pig over there. Are you all a little hungry? Why don't you eat a pig first, gain some strength, and go up to kill people later."

"Well, it makes sense, who is going to catch this pig?"

"Here, I am very familiar with this. I can tell at a glance that the pig is a boar. As long as I imitate the emotional cry of a sow, I will definitely attract him. Look at me."

A burly man came out, and then put his hands to his mouth.

"hehe……"

PS; Tomorrow I will go to Shanghai and travel abroad with Yuewen. For me, it means changing the location of the codeword to a foreign country and getting used to using a computer. At that time, I will go abroad to find an Internet cafe.