Chapter 1019 The Disaster of the Imperial Capital

More than one thousand and six hundred years of energy on Monday, once scattered!

At this moment, the land of Jiuzhou is silent. The darkness is far away, covering the whole earth. Countless pairs of eyes, looking at the void of fate, looking up to the direction of the capital, shining brightly.

"Finally, the prosperity of the sect!"

In the distant mountain forest, a thin figure sat under the ancient wood on the top of the mountain, sighed and suddenly stood up. Then he left the mountain forest that had been hidden for a long time.

For this day, I don't know how long the strong in the sectarian world have waited. Everything has a number of qi, and before the number of qi is exhausted, there are all kinds of means, and it is difficult to get what you want. After more than a thousand years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the hearts of the people have accumulated a lot of luck. As long as the number of gas is not exhausted, the luck of the dynasty can make the emperor stand in an invincible place.

Emperor Liu Qian, although the monastic time is only a few decades. But he has long been a strong man at the level of Xuan Ming. In addition, he sat in the capital, where the world's luck gathered, and he had the blessing of dynastic luck. In such a place, even a few alien emperors who perished in the Middle Ages did not dare to take risks lightly and were not sure to deal with it.

Only when the emperor leaves the capital can several alien emperors defeat him. But after so many years, the emperor's real body never left the capital, so even if everyone has the heart to overturn the great Zhou, there is no way to start.

It is no exaggeration to say that the human emperor Liu Qian is the fate of the whole dynasty. Although he did not take action, he just sat in the deep palace and never showed up. But his existence is a huge deterrent in itself. No matter how unruly the evil monks are, they dare not be too outrageous and too much. In order to avoid bowing his attention.

And now, the fortune of the week has dissipated. The most prominent and horrible emperor in ancient times finally cut off the invincible aura on his body. And this is the opportunity of Yunyun's sect.

"The gas is exhausted..." The gas is exhausted..." How can it be like this?"

The turbulence of the void of fate continues, the thick dark clouds are dense in the void, the mountains and rivers shake, and the stars fall like rain. Fang Yun waved his hand and smashed a star dragging endless light. He thought about something in his eyes, and his heart sank straight down. He felt that a trace of purple luck was escaping from his body. Fang Yun knew that it was the part of the dynasty's luck on him, and it was dispersing.

Fang Yun is the champion of the Zhou Dynasty, the urn of the prince, and the general of the emperor's personal title and summoning the world. It is part of Dazhou Sheji. Invisibly, it is naturally supported by the luck of the dynasty, and part of the luck of the dynasty is divided.

Now that the fortune of the Zhou Dynasty has dissipated, Fang Yun's share of the "official lord's luck" has naturally dissipated: the dynasty is no longer there, and Fang Yun's official title is naturally meaningless.

"I have read history books and are familiar with classics. The change of dynasties in history is often the weakness of the dynasty, the dimness of the court, and the people of the world are not chatting. At this time, countless strong people will conform to God's will, respond to the situation, and return to the mountains and rivers. However, since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the world has been peaceful and the country is prosperous. Under the governance of Confucianism, it has reached an unprecedented prosperity. How can it be dissipated when it is in its heyday? ..."

Fang Yun's heart is heavy. Lantai Secret Garden observed the chaos of "tigers and dragons" very early, and the ancient strong inferred the number of the Great Zhou Dynasty very early, only for more than a thousand years. I've heard of the death of weakness, but I haven't heard of the death of prosperity.

Fang Yun is not a loyalist of the imperial court, but he also has to admit that the fall of the imperial court at this time is absolutely bad news for the tens of thousands of people in the world. When the sect took over the imperial power, no one could expect this peaceful and prosperous era to appear again.

The world of sectarianism is the world of killing: such a world can never take advantage of the peace of the world! The Middle Ages is enough to explain everything.

"Rumble!"

Another strong wave of earth shaking, passing from the direction of the upper capital. I trembled in this vibration all day today. Fang Yun's heart sank, and he was even more anxious. The real spirit was so bulging that he crossed countless voids in an instant and went up to the capital.

This is already the seventh wave of shock...

In the capital, this is already the end of the day. The rolling dark clouds rolled up and almost pressed on the ground. In the sea of clouds, facing the palace, a thick, huge vortex of clouds is formed. A series of huge purple electric thunderbolts fell from the sky and landed in the center of the imperial city one after another.

Between heaven and earth, the wind is blowing, and the sand is flying and the stone is flying. The whole earth is shaking violently.

"Oh, my God! It's terrible! What happened?. Is the end of the world coming?

"The capital is the imperial capital. I have lived here since I was my grandfather. It has always been peaceful, and there has never been a major earthquake. What's going on this time?"

"God's punishment! Is this God's punishment? God bless you!" ..."

In the capital, people are panicked. Countless vendors, travelers, tea makers, scholars and civilians saw this amazing scene. They are just ordinary people, and the unprecedented scene in front of them is completely beyond their psychological acceptance.

"Everyone, go home quickly. Hide in the house, don't go out!"

A large number of forbidden troops and city guards rode horses, and their horseshoe arrays sounded like thunder, passing through the street like the wind. The current trend is getting better and better, and it is absolutely unfavorable for so many people to stay on the street. Although the city guard did not experience such a scene, the command of the city guard was undoubtedly very talented and soon reacted.

More than one thousand and six hundred years of energy on Monday, once scattered!

At this moment, the land of Jiuzhou is silent. The darkness is far away, covering the whole earth. Countless pairs of eyes, looking at the void of fate, looking up to the direction of the capital, shining brightly.

"Finally, the prosperity of the sect!"

In the distant mountain forest, a thin figure sat under the ancient wood on the top of the mountain, sighed and suddenly stood up. Then he left the mountain forest that had been hidden for a long time.

For this day, I don't know how long the strong in the sectarian world have waited. Everything has a number of qi, and before the number of qi is exhausted, there are all kinds of means, and it is difficult to get what you want. After more than a thousand years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the hearts of the people have accumulated a lot of luck. As long as the number of gas is not exhausted, the luck of the dynasty can make the emperor stand in an invincible place.

Emperor Liu Qian, although the monastic time is only a few decades. But he has long been a strong man at the level of Xuan Ming. In addition, he sat in the capital, where the world's luck gathered, and he had the blessing of dynastic luck. In such a place, even a few alien emperors who perished in the Middle Ages did not dare to take risks lightly and were not sure to deal with it.

Only when the emperor leaves the capital can several alien emperors defeat him. But after so many years, the emperor's real body never left the capital, so even if everyone has the heart to overturn the great Zhou, there is no way to start.

It is no exaggeration to say that the human emperor Liu Qian is the fate of the whole dynasty. Although he did not take action, he just sat in the deep palace and never showed up. But his existence is a huge deterrent in itself. No matter how unruly the evil monks are, they dare not be too outrageous and too much. In order to avoid bowing his attention.

And now, the fortune of the week has dissipated. The most prominent and horrible emperor in ancient times finally cut off the invincible aura on his body. And this is the opportunity of Yunyun's sect.

"The gas is exhausted..." The gas is exhausted..." How can it be like this?"

The turbulence of the void of fate continues, the thick dark clouds are dense in the void, the mountains and rivers shake, and the stars fall like rain. Fang Yun waved his hand and smashed a star dragging endless light. He thought about something in his eyes, and his heart sank straight down. He felt that a trace of purple luck was escaping from his body. Fang Yun knew that it was the part of the dynasty's luck on him, and it was dispersing.

Fang Yun is the champion of the Zhou Dynasty, the urn of the prince, and the general of the emperor's personal title and summoning the world. It is part of Dazhou Sheji. Invisibly, it is naturally supported by the luck of the dynasty, and part of the luck of the dynasty is divided.

Now that the fortune of the Zhou Dynasty has dissipated, Fang Yun's share of the "official lord's luck" has naturally dissipated: the dynasty is no longer there, and Fang Yun's official title is naturally meaningless.

"I have read history books and are familiar with classics. The change of dynasties in history is often the weakness of the dynasty, the dimness of the court, and the people of the world are not chatting. At this time, countless strong people will conform to God's will, respond to the situation, and return to the mountains and rivers. However, since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the world has been peaceful and the country is prosperous. Under the governance of Confucianism, it has reached an unprecedented prosperity. How can it be dissipated when it is in its heyday? ..."

Fang Yun's heart is heavy. Lantai Secret Garden observed the chaos of "tigers and dragons" very early, and the ancient strong inferred the number of the Great Zhou Dynasty very early, only for more than a thousand years. I've heard of the death of weakness, but I haven't heard of the death of prosperity.

Fang Yun is not a loyalist of the imperial court, but he has to admit that the imperial court fell at this time, which is absolutely bad news for the tens of thousands of people in the world. When the sect took over the imperial power, no one could expect this peaceful and prosperous era to appear again.

The world of sectarianism is the world of killing: such a world can never take advantage of the peace of the world! The Middle Ages is enough to explain everything.

"Rumble!"

Another strong wave of earth shaking, passing from the direction of the upper capital. I trembled in this vibration all day today. Fang Yun's heart sank, and he was even more anxious. The real spirit was so bulging that he crossed countless voids in an instant and went up to the capital.

This is already the seventh wave of shock...

In the capital, this is already the end of the day. The rolling dark clouds rolled up and almost pressed on the ground. In the sea of clouds, facing the palace, a thick, huge vortex of clouds is formed. A series of huge purple electric thunderbolts fell from the sky and landed in the center of the imperial city one after another.

Between heaven and earth, the wind is blowing, and the sand is flying and the stone is flying. The whole earth is shaking violently.

"Oh, my God! It's terrible! What happened?. Is the end of the world coming?

"The capital is the imperial capital. I have lived here since I was my grandfather. It has always been peaceful, and there has never been a major earthquake. What's going on this time?"

"God's punishment! Is this God's punishment? God bless you!" ..."

In the capital, people are panicked. Countless vendors, travelers, tea makers, scholars and civilians saw this amazing scene. They are just ordinary people, and the unprecedented scene in front of them is completely beyond their psychological acceptance.

"Everyone, go home quickly. Hide in the house, don't go out!"

A large number of forbidden troops and city guards rode horses, and their horseshoe arrays sounded like thunder, passing through the street like the wind. The current trend is getting better and better, and it is absolutely unfavorable for so many people to stay on the street. Although the city guard did not experience such a scene, the command of the city guard was undoubtedly very talented and soon reacted. Disperse the people.

At this time, the people gather too much. Living is easy to cause chaos!

"It's not good! The stars are falling again!" ..."

A exclamation came from the crowd, and everyone subconsciously looked up. In the thick black clouds, a little light flashed, getting brighter and clearer and clearer. It was the stars in the world.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a golden brilliance rose from the depths of the palace. The luminance changed and turned into a dome-shaped light film, which quickly enveloped the whole capital and swelled.

"Come on! Lian, no fear!!"

A majestic voice faintly floated out of the depths of the palace in the strong wind. If there is nothing.

"Boom!"

The golden light film blocked all the falling stars but could not stop the thunder that fell from the void of fate.

The huge, eye-catching purple thunder passed through the layers of void and fell violently on the glorious "Central Purple Hall". Between heaven and earth, suddenly, there was a moment of silence, and then in the depths of the Great Zhou Palace, the magnificent purple dynasty's luck all year round, after a shock, the last wisp of light was completely extinguished.

"Cock!"

In the deafening huge magic sound, the thick land of the capital suddenly cracked. Four huge cracks, with the central purple gas hall as the center, extend in all directions. Just through the four gates, the whole capital is divided into four parts.

Where the huge cracks passed, countless houses collapsed one after another. In the screams, the whole capital suddenly fell into chaos.

"Boom!"

Where ordinary people can't see, the northwest imperial temple of the palace suddenly cracks with a "boom": the thrones of the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty were placed in it. In an instant, like a candlestick blown by the wind, they literally fell down one after another.

"Teacher!!"

A burst of exclamation came from the temple, and a famous emperor sacrificed wine and ran out of the temple in a hurry.

"Alas!"

On the rockery stone, the wine sitting cross-legged looked at the long sigh of the collapsed roof of the temple. The Imperial Temple is the place where the emperors of all dynasties worship heaven and earth and their ancestors. After the death of the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty, the card was moved to the imperial temple and enjoyed the incense of the world.

Nowadays, the dynasty has dispersed: the first brunt of the Tai Temple is naturally implicated: the fall of the thrones of the emperors in the Tai Temple is the end of the dynasty, and the royal ancestors can no longer enjoy the incense of the world.

"The painstaking management of the three courts, countless Confucians have followed the world. In exchange, is it the restoration of the sect? ..."

Zhuang Sichen looked at the top of the palace, and his eyes were gloomy. At this moment, his whole body became much older.

After the death of the eldest son, the toast will be the first in the world. Zhuang Sichen knew very well that the fall of the dynasty this time was not the same as before. In the classical records of Confucianism, the change of dynasty is a normal phenomenon. Rise and fall, and fall, until the birth of a new dynasty: the change of dynasties does not have much impact on Confucianism. But not this time. In the historical records of Jixia Xuegong, there has never been a period of prosperity in the dynasty, without any signs of decline, and it began to disperse.

If something goes wrong, there must be evil!

In Zhuang Sichen's memory, such a thing, the last recorded occurrence, was in the Middle Ages!

"Brother, you're up with it!" ..."

Zhuang Sichen sighed and stood up slowly.

"Cu Wen, go, call the third public to see me."

"Yes, teacher."

A Confucian student was quickly ordered to leave.

When Fang Yun rushed to the capital, it was such a dilapidated scene: the once magnificent and happy Shangjing, this moment was just a piece of ruins. Four huge black cracks, deep and bottomless, cut the capital one by one.

Countless houses fell on the road, and black smoke curled up from the ruins. The firelight was faintly visible: in the chaos, mixed with wailing and the figure of the guards fighting the fire.

Glory is not there, magnificence is not there. What is displayed in front of Fang Yun is the capital after a storm. The imperial capital of more than a thousand years is dilapidated like an old man.

Fang Yun stood in the place where it used to be the gate, shocked and speechlessly.

"Is this..." the future of the world!"

Fang Yun muttered to himself, only felt a trembling that spread all over his body from the tail cone: Fang Yun was not shocked for too long, and soon an idea flashed through his mind, making Fang Yun shud.

"Mother!" ..."

Fang Yun's body trembled and immediately flew to the place of Sifang Houfu.

The energy of the big week has been exhausted, and the next doom will only be a thousand times more tragic than the scene that happened in front of us. In China and Jiuzhou, hundreds of millions of people will take their turn to the crushing and killing of this change of power: heaven and earth are chessboards, and all sentient beings are chess pieces. Countless sects in ancient times, medieval and ancient times have entered the game one after another. I'm afraid that what has not come is not the endless darkness of the Middle Ages, but a more tragic era: in this troubled world that has begun, no one or any force can stop it or reverse it.

On the eve of this darkness, what Fang Yun wants to see most at this time is Bai's mother, his family...