Chapter 689 Tit-for-tat

Prince Minghuang was stunned. These things are also a secret in the royal family. It is impossible to touch too much before ascending the throne.

"Dihuang, Yihuang, Barbarian and Manhuang each have an existence comparable to that of the ancestors. The ancient Qingtian Emperor, the ancestor of the demon clan, is known as the strongest of the five emperors.

After a pause, the noble old man continued, "The age of the existence of the Eternal Qingtian Emperor is extremely long. Legend has it that at the beginning of ancient times, this emperor already existed. There is even a legend that the body of this eternal blue emperor was brewed at the end of ancient times. And I know many ancient secrets. Even the ancestors didn't want to offend easily!" Prince Minghuang was shocked. He realized something: "Uncle's meaning is that although he was the ancestor and several other emperors, he jointly destroyed the Middle Ages. But in fact, it's not an iron plate between the ancestors?" "Of course not. It is impossible to cultivate to the level of several emperors, and there is no need to form an alliance with anyone.

The luxurious old man shook his head.

"Then Middle-earth, Middle-earth has never heard of any emperor. We live in a corner, but the Middle-earth people occupy the richest place. Why can't we attack Zhongtu Shenzhou? Occupy Middle-earth?!"

Prince Minghuang's hands tightened, and a ray of light burst out of his eyes. The snow sneer in his hand also made a fierce sound.

"If it is a medieval era, it is still possible. Unfortunately, the ancestors and several emperors were not interested in ruling Middle-earth at all. But now it's almost impossible.

The noble old man said.

Prince Minghuang frowned and was a little anxious: "Why is this? Because of those sects? Humph! The background of our wilderness is not necessarily worse than that of these sects. If these sects don't know the current affairs, they can only be wiped out one by one." "You're wrong." The noble old man's face was solemn: "Middle-earth Shenzhou is now solid, not because of those sects. Think about whether "now in Middle-earth" is the strong sect or the great Zhou Dynasty?" What did Prince Minghuang think of, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"You're right. What we fear is not those secret sects. And the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. At the same time, the three emperors and the five emperors have never happened in all dynasties since the five emperors. As for the sacred artifacts of the three emperors, they did not even appear in ancient times. But they actually appeared in the hands of the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

After taking a deep breath, the luxurious old man looked afraid: "The last wilderness war. On the body of Shenwuhou, the deputy armor of the five emperors appeared. On the Marquis of Shengwu, the Earth Emperor's Sword appeared. Even the emperor and demon emperor were afraid. We don't know now.

In the hands of the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty, did they get anything else in addition to the sacred artifacts of the three emperors? If he even won the ancient martial arts of the three emperors. Then it's not our turn to attack Middle-earth..."

The noble old man didn't finish his words. But everyone knows what he means. Prince Minghuang's heart was cold, and a chill penetrated from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

That ambition has not yet burned completely. Most of it has been poured.

"... There have long been rumors in Middle-earth that the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty began to retreat decades ago. Impact the final state of perfection of the three souls. That is also the realm that the ancestors and several other emperors are attacking. Now, it depends on who will reach this step first!"

The noble old man sighed.

The prince of the wilderness was silent and his heart was solemn. For Zhongtu Shenzhou, Minghuang has always paid attention to it. The Zhou Dynasty was divided into civil and military affairs, and the Military Aircraft Department and the Taihe Hall were in charge of military and political power. On the contrary, the royal family rarely appears.

Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, is he so powerful?"

Prince Minghuang muttered in his heart, a little confused and frightened.

Ancestor and several other emperors are extremely ancient. It's not even human. And the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty did not have a lifespan of more than 100, but his cultivation was simply shocking.

However, Prince Minghuang also knew it. Martial arts cultivation has nothing to do with age. The martial artist can fully use the time magic weapon to accelerate the flow of time, so as to win more practice time.

However, despite this, the cultivation of the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty still seems to shock life! Let the prince of the future feel a feeling like a light on his back.

"Wow!" A sound of breaking the air came." Prince Minghuang suddenly raised his head and raised his eyes. With a shrinking eye, there was a trace of cold light in his eyes: "Come on!"

Behind, the noble old man also looked cold and looked forward indifferently.

Fang Yun came through the air under the hostage of four barren warriors, with a calm and calm expression, just like walking leisurely.

"The eyes are restrained, but the scheming is hidden. Although it is like dormant, it has a high meaning. I'm afraid that this Minghuang Prince will be a major disaster in Middle-earth Shenzhou in the future. I have to beat him well to let him know that the land of Tibetan dragons and crouching tigers in Middle-earth is not something he can contaminated with. Fortunately, it's his coveted mind.

Fang Yun walked calmly, and the prince of Minghuang was beating him. And he is also giffining at Prince Minghuang. It's just a few steps." Fang Yun had a judgment on this PS.

"Are you the prince of Minghuang?" Fang Yun stood in front of the prince of Minghuang, looking down at the prince of Minghuang with a condescending attitude. Indifferently.

"How presumptuous!", "Bold!", surrounded by angry shouting" On the white snow, the knife light flashed, a famous strong man of the royal family, his eyes were cold, the knife body was half exposed, and he glared at Fang Yun.

"Um" Prince Minghuang looked at Fang Yun, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and said, "Get out."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Everyone answered, but still looked at Fang Yun.

"You are not timid." Prince Minghuang sneered, grabbed the snow cricket, and slowly stood up: "In my wilderness, how dare you be so arrogant and attack the martial arts realm without scruples. It's simply to regard our royal family as nothing.

Fang Yun stood with his hands on his head and didn't answer. He just looked at the young prince Minghuang quietly to see what he wanted to say.

"According to the usual practice, treat people like you. There is only one end, that is, to waste your skills and enter the prison. However, we are in a lot of Huairou now. I don't want to kill more. Now, I'll give you two choices. Be my servant first and submit to our royal family. Second, if you don't want to submit, then based on your offense to the royal family, you will waste your skills and drive out the wasteland.

Prince Minghuang lowered his head and played with the snow in his hand without looking at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Hahaha, as the royal champion of the Zhou Dynasty, I didn't expect that the first time I met Prince Minghuang was actually recruited. Hahaha, Your Highness, you are really brave. Have courage. However, even if I am willing to surrender. Do you dare to accept it?"

Laughter rumbled, shaking the sound of snow around.

Prince Minghuang, the noble old man behind his nose, suddenly changed his face.

"Are you the champion of the Zhou Dynasty?"

Prince Minghuang looked at several strong men in front of him, and his face became ugly. He didn't expect that he would be among the princes of the Zhou Dynasty when he casually recruited a strong man, and he was also the kind with extremely high power and high status.

There has always been no friction with the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now, when a big week champion is called, things become tricky. It can't be persuaded to surrender. Fang Yun has surrendered." He doesn't dare to accept it. Because this is equivalent to slapping the Zhou Dynasty and fighting against the Zhou Dynasty.

However, let him go like this. Prince Minghuang is also a little unwilling. The person in front of him is the prince of the Zhou Dynasty, but he is the prince of the future Ming Emperor, and his status is still above Fang Yun.

"Your Highness, you are well-informed. You should know this."

Fang Yun smiled, his five fingers were open, and there was a cyan ancient seal in the palm of his hand. A few words are discarded on it: crown the army. There are also clouds around.

"Your Highness, although this person's identity is special. But there is no need to worry too much. Let's get him out of here as soon as possible. If he doesn't know what's good or bad. I killed him with my own hands. At that time, you just need to deduce and see this person and leave. Middle-earth is a long way from here. And only the navy can access it. We control many fierce beasts on the bottom of the sea in Bei Ming. Without our permission, their steel ship could not pass. But it's too feared."

The rich old man seemed to see through his concerns and suddenly said.

When Prince Minghuang heard the words, he was calm and sneered, and his eyes were like a knife: "Who am I? It turned out to be the champion of the Zhou Dynasty. I have also heard of the name of the champion Hou. Poetry and article "Wen Tao's martial arts strategy. It is said to be proficient in everything. However, is it said that they are all fake? You are so bold. When you see me, you don't kneel down and salute. Is it possible that the etiquette education of Zhongtu Shenzhou is all rumored?

Young people are always full of jealousy and hostility towards young people of the same age, or who are not much different but better than themselves. Prince Minghuang now sees that Fang Yun is quite dazzling.

"Hahaha, the etiquette and enlightenment of the wilderness are all learned from Middle-earth. You are not, but occasionally stained. It's really a trick to talk about etiquette and righteousness in front of this seat. The law of the Zhou Dynasty, the marquis is the first grade. Except for the emperor, everyone else only needs to salute, not to kneel down."

"It's ridiculous that you are not good at learning, but you talk about etiquette and righteousness! Moreover, you are a desolate prince, and you only have a desolate and poor ridge in your jurisdiction. As long as you try to order the princes of the Zhou Dynasty, you are really delusional and daydreaming! The wilderness royal family, but that's all!"

Fang Yun said, but he looked at the prince of Minghuang.

Sure enough, when he heard Fang Yun's last sentence, "Prince Minghuang was furious and his face swelled into purple. With one finger with one finger, he shouted, "Unbridled! You are just a prince in the first district.

How dare you to be rude in front of this palace. About one! Kill him for me! What about the princes of the Zhou Dynasty? In my wilderness, I still want to kill. I'd like to see, "After killing you, what can the Zhou Dynasty do with me!"

"No!", a loud shout from left to right" resounded through the sky. Looking up again, his eyes were cold. For a moment, the shadows flowed in the void, and the killing was overflowing.