They were very familiar with Yu Wenzhi.

His fame quickly rose.

One of them was originally a top master, but inexplicably, he turned into a terrifying martial saint in the water prison and directly broke out of the imperial city, which made them all look sideways.

Because Yu Wenzhi is the eleventh Martial Saint.

For those guys who knew the secrets of the Martial Saint, it was simply unbelievable.

"hehe!"

"The fruits are right here. If you want to rob or destroy them, just go ahead. But if you offend that gentleman, it's not my business..."

"Of course, that gentleman only asked me to give this item to the Seventh Prince. This matter has nothing to do with me now."

Yu Wenzhi spoke softly and with a calm look in his eyes.

This is said.

The martial saints who were ready to join forces to besiege Yu Wenzhi were all silent, not saying a word, with unspeakable terror in their eyes.

This made the Seventh Prince puzzled.

The martial saint of the world!
This is already the most powerful force among the three thousand nations. What else could make them so scared?

He doesn't understand.

But he wanted to live.

He wanted to personally slaughter the martial saints in front of him and avenge his relatives and friends...

Even if it means risking his life.

"I can't die yet."

The Seventh Prince spoke in a hoarse voice. His palm, as withered as a dry branch, moved tremblingly and pressed on the fruit.

moment.

A terrifying vitality surged into the seventh prince's body.

More than just fruit.

Inside, there is also a long life.

"Zhang Gui, Ahan."

"It would have been great if I could have saved you then."

In the tavern, Su Chen was dressed in white, like a fairy from heaven in this troubled world. He looked into the distance with a complicated expression. He was looking in the direction of the battlefield, but in fact, he was looking at his past.

At this moment, his heart was touched.

An indescribable feeling came over him.

When he stepped into the Eighth Transformation of the Heavenly Soul, the Tianjue Dao Hen in his body fused together and turned into an embryo, which began to wriggle at this moment.

It seemed that in the next moment, this embryo composed of Tianjue Daohen would shatter, and something would be born.

"This is……"

A hint of inexplicable divine light flashed across Su Chen's eyes.

He has feelings.

As long as the thing in the Daohen embryo is born, he will step into the realm of the Nine Heavenly Soul Transformations.

"it is good."

Su Chen laughed.

From the period of Emperor Xuan to the present forty-four years of Emperor Ming, more than fifty years have passed. He finally saw the hope of breaking through the Nine Heavenly Soul Revolutions.

If he breaks through this time, he will definitely be able to kill a second-level Heavenly Monarch to perfection, and it will be enough to compete with the so-called Supreme.

even.

Only by entering the Nine Heavenly Soul Transformations could he carve out a share of the benefits of the Three Realms Dao Mark on the day when he killed the Demon Ancestor Ksitigarbha.

If the Dao traces of the three realms are divided up enough, when he leaves the Shenxu Dizang world, he will probably be able to step into the realm of the Ten Turns of the Heavenly Soul.

After ten transformations of the Heavenly Soul, even if he has not reached the strength level of a Third Realm Immortal Lord, he is definitely far superior to a Second Realm Heavenly Lord.

……

The wall of the Daxuan Palace.

This shocking battle continues.

After delivering the fruits, Yu Wenzhi retreated quickly. He had no intention of taking part in this battle.

He also hated the Great Xuan Royal Family.

If it weren't for Su Chen's request, he wouldn't have bothered to get involved.

Simultaneously.

At this moment, without Yu Wenzhi, the six Martial Saints present attacked the Seventh Prince of Daxuan at a rapid speed with flashing eyes, unwilling to give the other party any chance to breathe.

The six of them all knew who the gentleman behind Yu Wenzhi was who was able to produce this magical fruit.

But, so what.

How difficult is it to kill the seventh prince of Daxuan? He is really alive. He even sees through the truth and becomes a martial saint.
"kill!"

The six martial saints encircled and suppressed the enemy together with great momentum.

Also at this time.

boom!
There was a terrifying blood-colored wave bursting out from the body of the seventh prince of Daxuan. At this moment, he also stepped into the realm of the Martial Saint in the world at the final moment.

Previously, the Seventh Prince had not been able to enter the realm of the Human Martial Saint, entirely because the ten Human Martial Saints were already full.

His true realm of realization, after merging with Xu Xueyi, has reached the realm of Martial Saint.

now.

He took this step.

"how come!"

"what!"

The six Martial Saints were once again swept away, looking dusty and miserable.

But this time they were swept away, and the fear in their hearts was beyond words. This time the six of them were like a lion fighting a rabbit, and they used all their strength.

Martial Saint!

He is definitely a martial saint in the world!
But this seventh prince of Daxuan, even if he could become a martial saint in the world, should not be so strong that he should be able to fight six alone.

The Burning Blood and Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art continued to be activated.

Even if Su Chen gave the Seventh Prince the possibility to survive and allow him to live as a martial saint for at least ten years, he did not want it.

Instead, he chose to shine the brightest light as a martial saint on earth.

"Mother concubine."

"Sister, brother."

"I can avenge you now..."

At this moment, the Seventh Prince, who looked as haggard as an old man, had eyes that were clearer than ever before. The surging blood wave on his body swept away six human martial saints.

Then, they went to the underworld together.

"Bastard!"

"are you crazy!"

"A dignified Martial Saint, the most powerful being in the Three Thousand Nations, is engaging in such a quarrel of arrogance..."

Even Yu Wenzhi, who was leaving, suddenly turned his head at this moment, with surprise in his eyes, and couldn't help but say so.

"what!"

"court death!"

"Kill you lunatic!"

The six Martial Saints were extremely angry and wanted to rush out of the blood wave, but they were unable to do so. After being imprisoned in the holy land for so many years, they had lost their sharp spirit as Martial Saints.

And this spirit that is unrivaled in an era is the true source of the Martial Saint's power.

boom!
Six dry bones fell down.

Including the Red Robe Martial Saint who had fallen earlier, the seven Martial Saints who had invaded the Great Xuan Imperial Family were all wiped out. After the Seventh Prince of Great Xuan plundered all the Martial Saint essences of the seven Martial Saints, his aura became incomparably powerful, like a boiling and swollen monster.

But this fire could not be extinguished, and the Seventh Prince's water would be burned dry sooner or later. However, he chose to do nothing and chose to die calmly.

However, before his death, he moved all the bodies of the royal family members down from the palace walls, dug graves under the walls, and buried them hastily.

He didn't want his mother, concubine, brothers and sisters to be humiliated like this after their death.

at this time.

The Seventh Prince, sitting on these tombs, suddenly felt that the so-called struggle for imperial power and change of political power were nothing but killing each other, meaningless and nothing more than that.

The throne of emperor that he had been pursuing for the first half of his life was nothing more than this. "Next life."

"I just want to be an ordinary person. I don't want to be born in this imperial family where there is always killing and no peace."

that's it.

As snowflakes fell from the sky, the traces of the battlefield on the walls of the Daxuan Palace were covered, and the seventh prince of Daxuan was no longer alive.

he died.

This Great Xuan Imperial City has completely become a dead city, and there is no longer any bloodline of the Great Xuan Imperial Family.

If Emperor Ming doesn't appear again.

The Great Xuan Dynasty, which has been glorious for forty-four years, is about to come to an end.

"Do you think Emperor Ming will show up?"

In the tavern.

Su Chen is asking.

Yu Wenzhi was beside him and did not answer.

Da da da.

A heavy sound of horse hooves came slowly from far away.

In the imperial mausoleum outside the Great Xuan Imperial City, the retreating Emperor Ming finally sent people over. This was a team of Canglong Guards wearing heavy Xuanshui armor, with more than a thousand people, who could encircle and suppress the grandmaster.

But obviously.

With their strength, they could barely encircle and suppress a grandmaster, let alone face seven Martial Saints. It was obvious that they knew that all seven Martial Saints were killed, so they dared to come and clean up the mess.

however.

After this war, Emperor Ming's bloodline was cut off.

Even the concubines in the harem were defiled and most of them died.

I'm afraid that Emperor Ming of Daxuan will not be able to continue his retreat. I don't know whether he can still produce offspring at his age.

The further you go in martial arts practice, the more inhuman you become.

Emperor Ming was already a grandmaster, and if he left behind any descendants by blood, they would naturally inherit his grandmaster's talents. It would be extremely difficult for him to have any more descendants.

If a martial saint in the world practices martial arts all his life, then there is a high probability that by the time he achieves the status of a martial saint, he will have no descendants.

The thousands of Canglong Guards who came out of the imperial city said nothing, but just silently cleaned up the corpses in the Daxuan Palace and repaired the Daxuan Palace.

Outside the Great Xuan Palace were spies from various states and major martial arts forces. They did not dare to come in to gather information until after this shocking war was over.

then.

The entire territory of the Daxuan Dynasty was shaken.

The Great Xuan Palace became a death trap, the royal family was almost wiped out, and even the concubines were mostly killed. It can be said that except for Emperor Queming, there is no more Great Xuan Emperor blood.

A problem arises.

That is, without the emperor's sons and grandsons, there is only Emperor Ming who is in seclusion. Who will be in charge of this huge country?

Now that Emperor Ming has come out of retreat, he can naturally continue to stabilize the Great Xuan Empire. With his prestige, no matter whether it is the major sects in the martial arts world or the governors of various prefectures, they can only wag their tails and beg for mercy.

But time passed day by day.

There was news that Emperor Ming had not yet come out of seclusion. Even the ministers who had originally escaped from the imperial city had returned to it, waiting to be summoned by Emperor Ming.

Or maybe.

Emperor Ming’s edict.

A country cannot be without a king for a day.

And now, the Martial Saint has been in turmoil for three days and three nights, and the throne has been vacant for three days and three nights. Even the ministers are speculating whether Emperor Ming failed in his attempt to become the Martial Saint and has died.

Not to mention the big martial arts factions and the military governors of various prefectures, they have been gearing up to compete for the imperial palace, but they are afraid of the remaining power of Emperor Ming and dare not move an inch.

Just when the Great Xuan World was about to fall apart, an imperial edict was delivered at full speed to the residence of Prince Rong on the border.

Emperor Ming's bloodline is cut off.

Emperor Qiu Ming had only one son, Emperor Ming, who died soon after.

But Emperor Xuan has many princes and princesses.

only.

During the reign of Emperor Qiu Ming, in order to consolidate the imperial power and before fighting with the aristocratic families, Emperor Qiu Ming used ruthless means and almost massacred all his brothers.

Only a few useless princes and those who were close to him survived.

Now, it has been exactly fifty years since Emperor Qiu Ming's great purge. Many of those useless princes who were granted the title of prince and driven out of the imperial city have died of old age.

Now, only Prince Rong is left alive.

The imperial edict is very simple.

That is to appoint Prince Rong as the Prince Regent, to supervise all state affairs and wait for Emperor Ming to return from seclusion.

Prince Rong, who was over seventy years old and was still tilling the fields in his mansion at the time, was stunned when he heard the contents of the imperial edict.

Emperor Ming has drastically reduced the tributes to the princes and curbed the possibility of the princes' bloodlines to practice martial arts successfully, which is completely forcing these imperial uncles to death.

As a result, the lives of these princes were only slightly better than those of some wealthy families, but not much better.

A prince, yet he is farming.

This shows how difficult it is.

but.

Prince Rong, however, survived. As the only surviving bloodline left by Emperor Xuan and the bloodline closest to Emperor Ming, he was driven directly by the Canglong Guards and went to the imperial city with his family.

Prince Rong is regent.

The state machine of the Daxuan Dynasty began to operate slowly. Even if they were unwilling, the major martial arts sects and the military governors had to hide their minions and continue to be patient.

Emperor Ming’s prestige is too great.

not to mention.

The Three Dragon Guards did not lose any of the truly powerful strength of the Great Xuan Imperial Family, only some grandmasters were lost.

Even without these great masters, with the Three Dragon Guards of Daxuan, the Daxuan Dynasty can still gain a foothold among the ranks of powerful countries.

"Boring."

"It seems that there is indeed something important in the imperial mausoleum, or something that prevents Emperor Ming from being able to split himself."

Su Chen retracted his desperate thought and frowned.

do not know why.

Even with his absolute determination, he was unable to find out anything about the imperial mausoleum.

To know.

He is a second-level celestial being with combat power, the first tenth-level celestial being to break the limit of the way of the primordial spirit, and a great master among the immortals.

It seems.

There are secrets in this imperial tomb.

However, when the idea of ​​going to the imperial mausoleum came to Su Chen's mind, an inexplicably cold feeling enveloped his heart.

It seemed that if he really set foot in it, even his strength would be at risk of being destroyed there.

"what's the situation."

"In this Divine Ruins Ksitigarbha, there are only two people who can pose a threat to me. One is the Demon Ancestor Ksitigarbha, and the other is the Holy Land Lord..."

Su Chen frowned.

According to the information he knew, the Lord of the Holy Land was sleeping under the holy land, and would not wake up until the day when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was reversed.

As for the Demon Ancestor Ksitigarbha, no one knows where he is sleeping. The only one who knows where he is is the Lord of the Holy Land.

"Could it be that I have found the location of the Demon Ancestor Ksitigarbha?"

"wrong!"

"Probably not."

"Could it be that apart from these two, there is a third one in the Shenxu Dizang World that can threaten my existence?"

perhaps.

The dangerous place under the imperial mausoleum is extremely treacherous for immortals with great supernatural powers, but it is not dangerous for mortal martial artists, especially weak immortals.

Otherwise, how could Emperor Ming not get anything done?

Su Chen's eyes flashed, and he looked at Yu Wenzhi, who had been hanging around him recently, and immediately had an idea.

"Yu Wenzhi, do you want another fruit?" (End of this chapter)