All Heavens: The Lord God exploded

Fairy Lake.

Covering an area of ​​56.25 square kilometers.

This is consistent with the area of ​​the original Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Nine hundred thousand Xiongnu heads were thrown into it one after another by the Qin army's black cavalry. Soon, the lake water was dyed red, and the excess lake water overflowed one after another, flowing over the entire Shenlong Plain.
Oh.

Right.

Shenlong Great Plains.

Forgot to introduce it, it was actually the previous Lishan Mountains.

After Lishan Mountain disappeared out of thin air, a flat open space was left behind. The Dragon of Luck came from Xianyang and was used by the First Emperor to ride here to kill the remnants of the old nobles of the six countries. So far, a great plain of dragons has been left here.

The legend.

After the Red Dragon Army threw down the heads of the Huns, they were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they detoured to the Immortal Lake and walked out of the Shenlong Plain, and finally stationed themselves under the main altar among the twelve altars.

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They will wait here for the departure of His Majesty the First Emperor.

The main altar is a hundred feet high, with a total of 9,999 steps. When the First Emperor offered sacrifices, various schools of thought and the old nobles of the Six Kingdoms rioted. Basically, everyone who had climbed onto the main altar had been conquered by the First Emperor.

Kill.

If you want to survive, you can only get the approval of the First Emperor.

At that time, Wei Zhuang was very ambitious and had climbed there before, but he almost died at the claws of the Dragon of Fate. Fortunately, he surrendered quickly.

Even now, there are still shadows.

But this time, he can go up to the main altar with confidence and boldness, because the First Emperor has already ordered that all the soldiers who came from Xianyang in this Western Expedition will start from the first step to the second step according to their merits.

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. The higher the merit, the higher the step you are allowed to climb. The person with the highest merit may even be allowed to climb directly to the main altar and participate in the communication between the First Emperor and the gods.

This is also the greatest honor for soldiers.

As soon as the news spread, all the soldiers were excited, shouting long live His Majesty the First Emperor and the immortal gods.

Generalissimo Wang Jian, Sword Master Gai Nie, and Liusha Organization leader Wei Zhuang were directly allowed to go to the main altar in advance to clean the altar for His Majesty the First Emperor and prepare all sacrifice matters.

This is also an affirmation that the three of them achieved such a great victory in this western expedition.

There are still bloodstains on the altar, but they do not belong to humans, but to the jade-horned spiritual snakes that were dismembered here. The blood of the spiritual snakes has penetrated into the cracks of these stones. Even after several years, it is still there.

The spirituality has not completely disappeared. If you take a deep breath, you can even smell a spiritual energy full of blood.

Although some are disgusting.

But it can also be very nourishing.

The three of them glanced around and saw that there was nothing to clean, so they found a place on the altar, sat down cross-legged, and took the time to practice.

This place is closest to the sky and farthest from the earth. Gods once came to communicate with the contemporary emperor and bestowed the art of immortality. There is a golden dragon of great Qin's luck hovering here.

What the hell, it should be a Feng Shui treasure place!?

Maybe if you practice here, you may be lucky and also suddenly realize the method of communicating with the gods.

No matter how bad it is, it will definitely be better than practicing in other places.

"Eh!?"

It really works wonders.

It seems that while practicing here, the blood and energy in the body are much more active than usual, and the energy particles that can be absorbed in the air are also particularly active, at least dozens of times more active than what has been seen before.

Open your eyes.

Sword Master Gai Nie looked shocked.

He should have been the most disbelieving. Even when his junior brother Wei Zhuang came to recall him on the order of the First Emperor, it was because he had informants who had already known the result of the Battle of Guanzhong. Hundreds of schools of thought were defeated, and the Six Kingdoms were defeated.

The old nobles have all been wiped out. There is no longer any force on this continent that can be an enemy of His Majesty the First Emperor. Unless they flee overseas, there is only one way out if they want to save Jing Tianming, the son of their friend.<

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Admit your mistake to the First Emperor.

Return to Da Qin.

After all, before he fled, Jing Tianming was also the adopted son of the First Emperor.

But now, His Majesty the First Emperor has been ordered by Heaven to control the world at home and abroad, and has truly established his identity as the co-lord of the world. After wiping out the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, the Great Qin Empire no longer has any worries. Presumably, it should not continue to hold on to it.

The grudges of the previous generation will not be let go.

Sword Master Genie made the right bet.

His junior brother Wei Zhuang really brought people with him to recruit him on the order of the First Emperor.

But...

If you want to convince him that His Majesty the First Emperor can communicate with the gods, His Majesty the First Emperor is immortal.

But he remained skeptical.

Because hearing with the ears is false, seeing with the eyes is true.

As a sword master, one can imagine his high level of cultivation, but even he can't extend his life. Immortality, even if he wants to live for several hundred more years, is a bit unrealistic.

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When I first thought about Holy Sword Genie, this must be some kind of charlatan sorcerer who deceived His Majesty the First Emperor. The golden dragon of luck and immortality should all be fake. At most, they were just some outsiders who knew some dirty tricks.

People.

But during this Western Expedition, he had already been taught a lesson.

The changes in the Black Cavalry cannot be faked.

Red Dragon Armor.

Red Dragon Bow.

Red Dragon Spear.

None of this can be faked.

But it's not enough.

So, today at the main altar, he was brought to another lesson.

Just a little light.

During cultivation, the growth of skill in the body will bring benefits dozens to hundreds of times that of other places. What is the concept of this!?

One day can be regarded as one month or two months; one year can be regarded as thirty years or one hundred years; even if it is a pig, as long as you are willing to work hard and teach it how to practice, in ten years, you will be like this.

If you have an altar, you will be invincible.

Sword Master Gai Nie couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a pity! That boy is not here at dawn. With that boy's talent and my teachings, he only needs to be able to sit on this altar for a few years and he can succeed me.

The mantle is gone."

Jing Tianming was currently in Xianyang City, enjoying the same treatment as the First Emperor's sons.

Jing Tianming, he may also become the most inconspicuous protagonist of Tianming.

Because the destiny of this world has already changed.

The wind is blowing.

Suddenly it took off.

The storm clouds came again, and from the direction of Xianyang City, there was a golden light, and then it gradually enlarged. It was a golden dragon. Every dragon beard was so clear, and every dragon scale was so golden.<

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It has five claws protruding from its abdomen.

It is a hundred feet long.

The clouds are only under its claws, seeming to be holding it up to prevent it from falling into the dragon. It also seems to be cheering collectively and sending off this hundred-foot golden dragon.

Even the clouds along the way were dyed golden.

"The Golden Dragon of Luck, this is the Golden Dragon of Luck, and His Majesty the First Emperor is right above its head. Do you see it? Everyone cheer up, and will join me, Marshal, in cheering His Majesty the First Emperor's arrival later.

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It’s the loud voice of the old marshal Wang Jian.

"Here--"

From the altar down, every step was almost full of people. The soldiers all raised their weapons and responded loudly and excitedly.

In the clouds, on top of the golden dragon, that is...their emperor!

"The First Emperor!! The First Emperor!! The First Emperor!!!"

"Long live!! Long live!! Long live!!!"

"Wind!! Wind!! Wind!! Strong wind!!!"

The roar of the mountains was like a tsunami that could not stop at all, and the soldiers were almost hoarse from shouting.