The heart of King Lingxiao was full of anger. Tonight, the court and the royal family suffered heavy losses. Dozens of saints fell, and even the ancestor of the royal family's saint king was killed.

If he did not kill all the Shengming traitors, what face would he have to continue to be the master of Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion?

Now, you can only use the Supreme Holy Artifact to flatten this world.

"It's a pity that the Zhang family's supreme holy weapon, Hundred Dragons Minghuang Armor, also disappeared together when the emperor's brother disappeared, otherwise he would definitely be able to fight against the Qingtian Futu Tower."

King Mingjiang looked at King Lingxiao who walked into the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, and felt extremely bitter. The scene in front of him was so similar to the scene when the palace was broken eight hundred years ago.

I could only watch the enemy army pouring into the palace, burning, killing, looting, but I was unable to turn the world back.

At this moment, King Mingjiang heard Zhang Ruochen's voice, turned around, looked towards the holy mountain, and saw Zhang Ruochen sitting on the golden chariot and rushing out of the sacred emperors' temple, widened his tiger's eyes and shouted: "Don't come out, hide in the sacred emperors' temple. King Lingxiao holds the supreme holy weapon, and has no power to stop him."

"Rumbling."

The golden step dragon chariot did not stop and continued to run forward, and in an instant, rushed into the saints who had entered the wise and wise.

Zhang Ruochen jumped off the dragon chariot, took out the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron from the space ring, and stood it in the sea of ​​blood with a loud bang, saying, "I originally planned to go to Wuding Mountain and use this ancestral artifact to worship the world. Since the King Lingxiao has mastered the supreme holy weapon, today, I will sacrifice it to the soldiers who died in battle today, and also to the subjects who died in battle eight hundred years ago."

After Zhang Ruochen used the Jingmiao Divine Fire to melt the copper skin outside the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, the body of the cauldron changed tremendously. King Mingjiang recognized it after careful identification.

"Kaiyuan...deer tripod...is this really the ancestral artifact that was used to be the capital of the country?"

King Mingjiang's expression was a bit complicated. He stroked the cauldron with his palm and could feel the powerful power fluctuations coming from the cauldron. It was definitely not a mortal weapon.

Eight hundred years ago, the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron was just a fragrant cauldron used for sacrifice, and was no different from an ordinary bronze cauldron.

The changes are too big!

"This is the ancestral weapon left to us by our ancestors. Using the blood of the direct descendants of the royal family and the exercises of the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" may allow it to exert extraordinary power." Zhang Ruochen said.

King Mingjiang understood what Zhang Ruochen meant, his eyes froze, and he said, "I will never let the tragedy of eight hundred years ago happen again."

He cut a blood mark on his wrist, and the holy blood in his body continued to flow into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen pressed his palms on the cauldron, mobilizing the remaining holy energy, and continuously penetrated into the cauldron, roaring: "The wise subjects, together with this prince, sacrifice to the deceased undead, and sacrifice to the soldiers who had died in battle."

The army of Shengming surrounded Zhang Ruochen and all knelt on the ground.

Even the saints kneeled on one knee, pressed one hand on the ground, and clenched the other hand into a fist on his chest. His eyes were extremely serious, full of mourning, remembrance, and respect for the dead.

The King of Lingxiao snorted coldly: "It's useless, everything will be destroyed in front of the Supreme Holy Artifact... That's..."

"Wow—"

On the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, golden ancient Chinese texts flashed for a moment, and the golden light spread throughout the Shengming City, making Lingxiao Tianwang unable to open his eyes.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron flew off the ground and sank into the air a hundred feet high.

The next moment, the blood on the battlefield became boiling.

Widths of blood rushed from the ground to the air, turning into a crimson cloud of blood, wrapping the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron. There were sorrow and joy sounds from the world, as if hundreds of millions of undead were crying.

On the ground, all the old subordinates of Shengming showed a look of joy, and they all shot out the holy energy beams and injected them into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

The King of Lingxiao realized something was wrong and quickly shot out the Qingtian Futu Tower, mobilized the holy energy in his body, and rushed in frantically.

A huge supreme power burst out again.

"What kind of artifact is used to conquer the country? When facing the Qingtian Futu Tower, it will immediately turn into a pile of scrap iron to suppress me."

The huge Qingtian Futu Tower, which was as huge as the mountain, rotated rapidly and bombarded the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

At the same time, the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron also shook violently, pressed down, colliding with the Qingtian Futu Tower, which actually suppressed the supreme power and made the Qingtian Futu Tower fly backwards.

"How is it possible..."

The King of Lingxiao looked at the Qingtian Futu Tower flying backwards, showing an incredible look, standing stiffly in place, unable to move his body.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Qingtian Futu Tower bombarded the Lingxiao Heavenly King at the same time, directly hitting him to sink into the ground.

There were dense cracks on the earth, and the formation patterns and the inscription patterns of the ancient palace guarding formations were shattered in large areas, and a small half of the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion sank into the ground.

At this moment, the whole world became extremely quiet, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the world that was smashed by the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Qingtian Futu Tower.

The deputy head of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion was covered with holy blood, but he still stood straight and said, "The life breath of the King Lingxiao has completely disappeared. A thousand-year-old overlord has finally returned to dust and soil."

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and persisted hard, suppressing his injuries and weakness, and allowing himself to stand up straight.

In front of the old subordinates of Shengming, only the standing prince can conquer their hearts better.

The body of the King Lingxiao was beaten to pieces.

With the power of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Qingtian Futu Tower, even the cultivation of the Lingxiao Heavenly King could not bear it and died at Zhang Ruochen's feet.

"Wow—"

The Qingtian Buddha Tower had no owner, but it also had a spirit of weapon, which automatically flew from the ground and flew out of the Shengming City.

The deputy pavilion master led the members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion to intercept it and used layers of holy power to barely seal it.

The spirit of the Qingtian Buddha Tower is quite powerful, and it has long been loyal to the Chi family, so outsiders cannot use it at all. Unless they have the cultivation level of the Great Saint, they can tame the spirit step by step and control this supreme holy weapon.

"The sky has eyes, and finally killed the King Lingxiao. Grandpa, you can rest in peace under the fountain!"

"In recent years, Lingxiao Tianwang Mansion has killed innocent people in the name of cleaning up the old subordinates of Shengming and committed all kinds of evil. Today, it has finally been retribution."

"We are back in the palace of the wise!"

"Dad, your lifelong wish has finally come true. We have captured the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion and destroyed the Lingxiao Heavenly King. The banner of the Central Empire of the Holy Ming will once again fill this mountain and river."

...

All the old subordinates of Shengming were so excited that they burst into tears, and they shouted loudly, releasing the repressed emotions they had over the years.

They have been enduring, keeping their low profile, and being passively under the oppression of the court. Today, they feel that they have truly stood up and become passionate men.

Even if you die here tomorrow, it's worth it!

The ancestor of the Cai family blushed and was ecstatic. He snatched the Shengming battle flag from the demon ape, stepped onto the broken city wall step by step, inserted it into the wall, and shouted: "Shengming is back!"

The sound spread throughout the city of Shengming.

The saints under the throne of Mingjiang had a great opinion of Zhang Ruochen. At this moment, the few people looked at each other, then walked to Zhang Ruochen, knelt down on one knee, and shouted: "Greetings to the Crown Prince."

The other former members of the Holy Ming also knelt down and shouted loudly: "Gourmet to His Highness the Crown Prince, the Central Empire of the Holy Ming will last forever and will never be destroyed."

"Welcome to His Highness the Crown Prince, the Central Empire of the Holy Ming will last forever and will never be destroyed."

...

More than one million monks knelt down at the same time, with a crowd of people, and the scene was extremely spectacular, with sound waves coming out, shaking the world.

"Get up all of them. Let's first restrain the corpses of relatives and friends who died in battle. Later, I will have more important things to arrange for." Zhang Ruochen said.

King Mingjiang laughed loudly, walked to the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, stroked the cauldron again, and said, "It is worthy of being the Zhang family's national ancestral artifact. It can actually suppress the supreme holy artifact. Is it also a supreme holy artifact?"

After careful investigation, King Mingjiang shook his head again and said, "The Supreme Holy Artifact is burned with the Supreme Inscription. The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron has no way to detect the interior. It is really strange."

"Is it a magical artifact?"

Guoguo's eyes were extremely hot, and he was very interested in the Kaiyuan Deer Ding, so he rushed forward and stretched out his claws to touch them.

Yan Kaixuan, who was standing behind Mingjiang King, was extremely angry and shouted: "Where did the rabbit come from? It's a little far away from the Zhenguo ancestral weapon, that's not something you can touch."

Yan Kaixuan has regarded the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron as a sacred thing to protect the empire, and feels that a rabbit touching the cauldron body is a defilement of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

So he rushed up immediately, grabbed the rabbit ears of the pot, lifted it up, and threw it out.

The other saints were also quite surprised, all of them were looking at the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, and they were extremely curious.

"It is absolutely extraordinary to be able to suppress the supreme holy weapon. Is it really a magical weapon? According to legend, the Jade Emperor Cauldron, one of the top ten magical weapons, is a tripod."

"Arts are all things in myths and legends. Who has seen them with his own eyes? Not necessarily. Some artifacts are actually supreme holy tools. They are just spreading rumors. In the end, they are too exaggerated and deviate from reality, so they are regarded as artifacts."

"The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron should be an ancient divine relics left by the Dazun of the Ming King, which is enough to confront the Supreme Holy Artifact. After mastering it, on the seventh day of next month, why do we go to Wuding Mountain with His Royal Highness to steal the saint of the Demon Cult as the Crown Prince's concubine? Let's see who dares to block the way? Haha!"

...

Everyone was very happy and enjoyed the joy after the victory, but Zhang Ruochen looked at the countless corpses in front of him, but his heart was a little depressed.

Walking to the bodies of the three members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion, Zhang Ruochen was in a heavy mood and bowed deeply to them.

The three powerful men have always been silently guarding the Zhang family. Even if they die, no one except a few people knows who they are, nor do they know what they have done to the Zhang family.

Such a person is worth Zhang Ruochen's bow to them.

The deputy pavilion master came behind Zhang Ruochen and said, "On the battlefield, there is no way to only kill but not die. No matter how powerful the cultivation level is, it may fall. However, only by endless battles can the will of the strong be sharpened. Only after the baptism of blood can a true strong be born."

"I will properly place and protect their descendants of the three people who died in battle. However, there is one thing that His Highness must do in person."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The deputy pavilion master said: "Tiangang Pavilion has always been composed of thirty-six people. Although each member will select a disciple. After he dies of old age, the disciples will inherit his identity and mission. However, the three of them died in battle and have not had time to select and train disciples. Therefore, Your Highness has to find three people to make up for these three vacancy. Does Your Highness have a suitable candidate?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes glanced around, and finally, his eyes stopped on Ale.
Chapter completed!