Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 211: He comes, he sees, he destroys the door

Cold Hall.

The Throne of Bones.

The mysterious man in the dark gold mask plays with the token delivered to her.

Zhao Cue knelt down on the stone steps outside the hall, and did not dare to look up.

A voice came from the hall, "Where's the book?"

Zhao Ke hurriedly raised his hands and handed the book into the hall.

There seems to be a strange power in the hall, and a strange shadow holds a book and goes inside.

The mysterious man stretched out his arm, took the book, and casually flipped through the pages.

She didn't care when she turned the first page.

As she turned the second page, she subconsciously straightened up slightly.

When she turned to the third page, she couldn't help but speed up

The fourth page

Page 5

Page Six

She couldn't stop.

She turned to the twentieth page in one breath, but there seemed to be something profound on the twenty pages, and even she couldn't break through it immediately.

The mysterious man closed the book, the original indifference and indifference completely disappeared, and there was a momentary daze in his eyes.

Long time,

She suddenly asked "What do you think of this book?"

Outside the hall, Zhao Que said honestly, "I haven't seen anything I've seen, I've never heard of it, and there is no one in the world that is beyond its own right. It is worthy of the name of the world's energy."

The mysterious man looked at the token again,

She naturally recognized the token,

This is the token of the Su family, but it is not the family member, nor the family member, but just some kind of execution order, and the grade is not high.

Looking back on these years, she suddenly understood whose masterpiece it was.

The image of the man came to her mind.

Ten years of wind and frost, ten years of snow, and read countless books all over the world.

How could there be such a dazzling wizard in the world?

He read books for ten years,

I haven't broken through the eleventh realm yet,

However, it is possible to synthesize the strengths of hundreds of schools and ten thousand schools to create this unprecedented practice?

Unfortunately, such a genius is not from the Wu family, the Lu family, or the Shen family.

The same room can be at war, and disasters can cause Xiao Qiang, even husband and wife, brothers, father and son can quarrel, they will have conflicts, and even become enemies.

What's more, the two sides already have a family with obvious contradictions?

The Su family of the Zhou family and the Lu family of the Wu family of the gods

Although they are from the same family, they are opposites.

She has broken through the eleventh realm, so she will naturally look at all the people and things that are not in the eleventh realm with an attitude of scrutiny and even overlooking.

However, she couldn't pick out any problems with this book. Not only could she not pick it out, but she even gained something from a cursory look at it.

She couldn't help but sigh.

The wind is north and south, and it is really a ghost in the world.

He is the emperor's teacher in the Su family, worthy of the name of the emperor's teacher.

Zhao Que was still kneeling and prostrate, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, the mysterious man in the skeleton seat threw the token out of the temple gate.

Clap.

The token landed beside him with a crisp sound.

At the same time, a voice came from inside the hall, "You haven't come to me, I haven't seen this token, you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Mo was stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to ask, but he always felt that he would not get an answer if he asked.

He is a smart guy, so he silently put away the token and said "yes!"

Obviously, Lord Houtu knows this token.

The reason why she said that,

There is only one possibility,

Although she has a conflict with the owner of this token, she still needs to maintain a level of "not tearing her face".

The Blood Rain Tower may have been accidentally involved in some dispute.

Zhao Cue smiled bitterly in his heart. Sure enough, big business is also a big trouble.

He bowed twice and said respectfully, "This subordinate retire."

When Zhao Que returned to the third floor,

The killer of the Blood Rain Tower has begun to report to him.

"One hundred and ninety-six first-class killers, one hundred and forty-six people died. Three hundred and fifty-two second-class killers, two hundred and ninety-one people died."

When the killer reported this data, he was a little confused.

Zhao Que asked "Is there any more?"

The killer thought for a moment and said, "In the past few days, the small sects in the famous sects have also begun to trouble them, but they have all been killed.

Also, many of the same people have popped up in other cities. "

Zhao Cue supported his forehead, he frowned, his eyes kept rolling.

But he didn't say anything, "You go down. If you take on another task for them in the building in the future, you must tell me first."

The killer said, "Each building received a total of 72 tasks of the same type, only 27 cases were completed, and the others failed. As usual, the rest is to ask the legendary killer to solve the problem, otherwise The reputation of our Blood Rain Building has a great impact."

Zhao Quedao "Pause first."

The killer stunned, "Lord, pause?"

Zhao Que emphasized "pause."

"But, in this way, the reputation of our Blood Rain Building?"

Zhao Que said coldly, "Am I not clear enough?"

The killer felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly lowered his head and said "yes"

Zhao Que looked into the distance. He had to come to a meeting with the people in the Blood Rain Building to discuss this matter, which is obviously not a trivial matter.

Autumn is cold to the end.

Winter is almost here.

A man wrapped in a white crane cloak is walking in this changing season.

It was cold, so he wrapped his clothes tightly.

When it rains, he holds an umbrella.

Crossing the river, he got on the boat,

Sit in the cramped cabin with the people from the ferry,

Listening to the guests crossing the river beside them chatting about the short things of the parents, or telling some secret stories about the rivers and lakes in a mysterious and advantageous sense, there are still a few arrogant children from time to time scrambling and stumbling, not caring about others running, arguing.

It would be fine if the person sitting beside him didn't notice him, and all that did notice would be tempted to give him a few more glances.

Because

They have never seen anyone like this.

That is a kind of indescribable, unknown temperament, mixed with the throbbing of all things.

People don't know what to say.

The man put his shirt on his knees, waiting for the boat to reach the shore,

Leaving no more or no less copper, went ashore and walked into the distance.

Twilight is like blood,

The leaves fall into the tide,

The people on the street are like the tide,

Coming and going, bustling.

The man walked past the crowd and came to a dark place.

There are rocks and trees in the boundary, but the most conspicuous is a cold and cold hall far away from the bustling world.

He stood in front of the main hall and said lightly, "Please see Yinjun."

There is no sound, but like a mad dragon tossing away in all directions.

Long time,

Long time,

No response.

The man is Xia Ji.

He waited quietly, with great patience.

If the heart is full of eternity, how can it care about the moment and the moment?

Then, he waited for a woman in a dark gold robe. The woman said, "The master is out."

Xia Ji politely asked "When will you be back?"

The woman said, "The return date is not yet due."

Xia Ji nodded, "Thank you."

With that, he turned around.

The woman looked at the man strangely, and she naturally knew that this man was the emperor of the Su family.

But what makes her wonder is, why is this man's breath so unusual?

Normal enough to give her the feeling that she can crush him.

Of course she doesn't feel it.

Because Xia Ji can send and receive freely now, he has already put away all the power, including the black emperor, all the breath.

Nowadays, even if Su Tian stared at him, he would not have noticed that Feng Nan Bei was the Black Emperor.

He leaves the hall.

Out of the Underworld.

At this time, the high-level members of the Blood Rain Building are gathering and discussing.

"Zhao Fei, you are too careful. Your lord means it doesn't matter. What should we do?"

"That's right, I ate all the food. This task must be completed, and the remaining forty-five people must die! Otherwise, what is the reputation of our Blood Rain Building?"

"The other party may be a big force, but are our blood and rain buildings small? Who have we been afraid of? Besides, which force does not want to touch them in the entire south today? We are just one of them."

"It's because they are too stupid. Not only are good exercises not hidden like treasures, but they are taken out and shown to the world. It's really laughable."

Zhao Que said, "I'm thinking, the catastrophe that those boys said has come, and it is true that the north is in chaos at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted with laughter.

"The north is in chaos, and we don't know how far it is from here. There is a big river, a big river, and there are many roads in the middle. What does it matter to us?"

"I told you, this is a good opportunity. Maybe you can do slave business. After all, there will be many refugees. Haha."

Zhao Que listened to the landlord's words, he frowned and said, "I'm just a little worried."

It was only when he finished speaking that there was a gruff voice laughing out loud.

"The older the rivers and lakes are, the more timid they are. You don't even think about it. Today's underground world is in the hands of adults. No matter how powerful you are, can you find out the five-fingered heaven of adults?"

"Those guys are interesting. I'll see them in person tomorrow. I like to remove the heads of such young geniuses the most."

"Yes, you must go, it will be fun."

"Oh? Fang Hu, how did you know, have you been there?"

The person who spoke did not hide, but smiled and said, "I have been there, and I have tasted it. That girl is not weak, and she is still struggling a lot hahaha"

Everyone immediately understood what he said and laughed.

The atmosphere is very cheerful.

The water is misty.

I don't know when, the sight in the building is rapidly lowering.

A white mist shrouded the world.

The wind is still there, but there is an indescribable silence and tranquility.

"Why the fog?"

Someone raised his hand in "This Fog". Just as he was raising his hand, his palm quickly blurred in his line of sight. It can be seen how fast the fog is generated.

The man immediately said "Not normal."

"What?!"

The people in the Blood Rain Building immediately stood up from their seats. They are all old rivers and lakes, and they are also legendary killers. Naturally, they will not panic. Even if they fall into the Jedi, they can maintain their self-confidence.

But next second

This confidence is shattered.

Boom! !

A brilliance like an explosion of bright stars appeared in the middle of the fog.

Space is like glass, cracked from that point, and in the blink of an eye, an endless tumbling prominence of thunder slurries.

The thunder slurry erupted and spread to all directions, bringing with it a powerful force.

This is manifested in the space, as a series of purple gaps,

And every crack is a lightning bolt.

Cheep! ! !

The thunder and lightning shot wildly, like a substantial thick spear, before all of them reflected, it pierced through their bodies fiercely~IndoMTL.com~ Every penetration was just the right penetration.

It pierces through non-lethal places, but in the process of piercing it shatters all the meridians, bone marrow, and even kills the internal organs.

But precisely because this is thunder and lightning, it gives the human body its final functioning.

They won't die right away, but they won't be saved either,

Can't move, can't shout,

Having consciousness and suffering like rolling on a mountain of knives and crawling on a sea of ​​fire,

Feel slowly, then die.

In an instant, all the landlords of the Blood Rain Building here fell to the ground in fear.

In their horrified eyes, the man wrapped in the white crane cloak returned his sword and sheathed it, and his figure slowly disappeared in the mist.

As from hell, to **** again.