Chapter 796 Lightness 5

"Who!! Don't you want to live? How dare you talk to the Holy Lord like this in the Jinluan Hall!!! Hurry up and show up, otherwise, you won't let go!"

The two bodyguards guarding the gate suddenly looked solemn and shouted in a low voice. Although the two guards were dressed in ordinary clothes, the breath on their bodies was enough to prove that their means were not low at all.

The ministers in the hall are also stunned. In this world, there are still people who dare to talk to the emperor like this?? Do they think they are immortals? After all, after opening the existence of spiritual roots, they dare not use such a verbal tone to say this sentence, otherwise, it will be difficult to live.

At this time, at the door of the hall, I don't know when a person came in.

This is a very light person. His pace makes people think that he is stepping on the wind. He wears a moderate dark assassin costume, with a ribbon hanging down his neck and back. His body is very slender and looks very even. At the same time, his face is full of vicissitudes, like a knife carved face. It is full of elusive depth, and the most eye-catching thing is the gray hair...

He is not born with a white head. People don't know this for some reason, but why is he white??? There must be a story.

"Who are you?? What a bold man!! Come on, put it down!"

The emperor was furious and shouted loudly.

Immediately, the two bodyguards protecting the door immediately flashed and rushed to the white-haired man. At the same time, the two bodyguards stretched out their palms and clasped the man's shoulders. Their fingers bent and were active on their fingertips. Obviously, they were going to break the man's flesh and blood with their fingers, lock the man's trachea, and subdue him!

"With such a little strength, do you want to catch me?"

The man suddenly turned around, and a pair of cold eyes stared fiercely at the two bodyguards rushing towards him. The cold eyes were shrouded in the moment when the two bodyguards, the two bodyguards felt as if they had fallen into an extremely cold death row, extremely dark, without any sense of security, and painful.

The two bodyguards stagnated, and then they suddenly fell to the ground without any sign, and all the movements were stopped.

The ministers in the hall saw that the two bodyguards were pale and condensed with a little frost all over their bodies, as if... It was frozen to death...

The ministers were all shocked, is it... This man killed the two bodyguards with his eyes???

How strong should it be to be able to do this?

The emperor obviously knew the strength of this man. He took a deep breath, stared at the white-haired man standing among all the ministers below, and asked in a condensed voice, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

This person is not easy to deal with, so he can only wait for the master to come!

The Holy King thinks in secret.

The man stared at the emperor, but there were countless reverent intentions in his eyes. He did not say anything, but continued to walk upwards.

"Bold!! Do you dare to be presumptuous?

When the saint saw him, he immediately shouted angrily.

None of the other ministers dares to speak. After all, this person's strength is probably shocking. These people who are not strong and only rely on some wisdom and magic to survive, how dare they fight against this person?

"This has become the lord of China! What conditions do you need?"

At this moment, the white-haired man suddenly opened his mouth.

When the saint heard this, his face suddenly turned pale: "Do you want to replace me?"

When these words fell, even the ministers below couldn't help trembling.

"Why can't weak and strong people replace weak people? What's more, Shenzhou is too chaotic. I need to integrate it well, firmly fix it, firmly grasp it in the palm of my hand, for my backup force!"

The white-haired man said lightly.

"Reserve power? What do you want to do?" A little shock began to appear in the saint's eyes, as if he could feel something.

At this time, a large group of masters of the imperial city were already rushing towards this side.

At the sight of the saint, a little strong joy appeared. He looked at Yi Han, stood up from the chair and said, "Your strength is amazing! It is no longer above China, but I want to tell you that anyone who wants to plot my position must die!"

"This sentence is not appropriate for you to say it now!"

The white-haired man said, and his hand leaned forward and directly pinched the neck of the saint. The saint didn't have time to react at all. His speed was too fast. When he looked at it again, the white-haired man had completely subdued the emperor.

" Stop!!! Let go of the Holy God!! Don't you want to live?"

"Hurry up and let go of the Holy God, or we will definitely throw you to the ashes!!"

The masters of the imperial city who rushed over rushed into the Jinluan Hall and saw this scene. They were all shocked and roared one after another.

And the white-haired man looked cold. He looked at the masters, and his eyes were waveless...

"You... How dare you kill me... So.. You must not be able to get out of the imperial city!!"

The emperor stared at the white-haired man and said fiercely.

"Is that right?"

The white-haired man is not afraid at all, and his face is full of calmness, and he can't see any waves.

He grabbed the neck of the emperor, and then threw it casually, and threw the emperor to the masters.

As soon as many masters in the imperial city saw it, they were in a hurry and rushed forward to catch the emperor. However, with great force, they retreated one after another, one after another, and the person at the end spit out blood directly.

"Today, it is a change of dynasty. What I want to do is to sit as the lord of China! If any of you don't accept it, you can kill me!"

The white-haired man turned around and looked at everything on his head indifferently. Then, he sat directly on the dragon chair.

When the saint saw him, he was furious: "Kill!! Kill this person for me!! If someone kills this person! Reward tens of millions of elixir!! Countless magic weapons!"

"Is it so sweet?"

The white-haired man looked at the saint indifferently, but some people were curious about this sweetness. Immediately, someone rushed to the white-haired man, and the vast killing force began to sweep him.

The white-haired man just took a look and suddenly raised his hand. The domineering power was like a dyke dam, pouring down in an instant. After the whole hall, the body of the person who rushed towards it immediately split...

Everyone was shocked!

"That's the existence of the level capped, what... Just one move?"

The masters of the imperial city are all stunned, but they have not opened the spiritual root, so how can they fight with such a strong man?

The saint's face is like dead ashes, with both anger and fear in his eyes.

"The yellow-mouthed child is wild in the palace! You should know, under the whole world, whose world is it!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came out, and then a dark yellow figure rushed in from outside the hall.