Great Qin Dynasty: All immortal sects are illegal organizations

Morning.

Surrounded by guards, Qin Jun walked into the hall.

At this moment, he was dressed in a magnificent imperial robe, on which the nine-clawed golden dragon was carved to life, and the jewels inlaid in it flashed brightly, and an invisible coercive pressure rushed to his face, making the courtiers unconsciously nervous.

"Long live the king!"

The courtiers bowed and saluted.

"Excuse me."

Qin Jun, who was sitting on the dragon chair, glanced at the gloomy words.

"King Xie."

The courtiers slowly got up.

"Yesterday, there were frequent assassins in the royal city, presumably Er and others also heard about it, and the lonely is not nonsense, the participants stand up on their own, and the lonely past is not blamed."

Qin Jun's words echoed in the hall, causing the bodies of the ministers below to be stunned, many officials were pale, cold sweat slipped from their sideburns, their legs couldn't help but swing, and even a faint smell of urine appeared.

The hall was silent and the atmosphere was depressed, but no one took the initiative to stand up.

"Li Shangshu, you're on fire."

Li Sledgehammer's voice suddenly sounded, adding a touch of color in the already tense hall, countless courtiers laughed, even Qin Jun on the throne did not know what to say...

Qin Jun suppressed the smile in his heart, clinging to the dragon chair as if thinking, but it gave great coercion to the people in the field.

"No one came forward, that lonely... Kill! "

What seems like a joke sounds like a thunderbolt on a sunny day in the ears of the courtiers.

"The king spares his life! I'm waiting to know it's wrong! In

an instant, four or five ministers "poofed", knelt on the ground, their bodies couldn't help trembling, and even their official uniforms were soaked in cold sweat.

Among them was the official who was on fire.

"Jun Wu joked, since he took the initiative to stand up, loneliness should have never happened."

Looking at the few people trembling below, Qin Jun smiled and did not continue to say more.

Yesterday, the iron-blooded means of the three tribes were just to deter hundreds of officials.

Envy and grace are the way of kings.

Several people admitted that at the moment, they had the will to die, and now when they heard the words of the great king, they were stunned for two seconds, quickly kowtowed, and shouted in their mouths: "King Xie is not to kill!" I will wait to die to assist the king. "

I didn't care about a few people, in Qin Jun's eyes, they were just ants that were pinched to death casually.

"If there is something to report, nothing to retreat!"

Just as the courtiers were replying, a powerful momentum was rising outside the royal city, and it was rapidly approaching the palace.

Qin Jun's eyes on the dragon chair changed slightly, looking outside the hall, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The prey is coming!"

In three breaths, a cyan figure suddenly descended into the hall, causing the ministers below to be horrified.

Especially noticing the word burning mountain on the chest of the blue-shirted man, he did not dare to speak, and his eyes looked at Lin Ran on the dragon chair.

You know, during this time, two people related to the sect died in the Great Qin Dynasty.

The blue-shirted man did not care about the gazes of the people around him, glanced at Yang Tian and did not find Yang Tian, but he was not in a hurry, indifferently overlooking the eyes of all living beings, and looked at Qin Jun above the hall.

"The sect has an order, the Great Qin Dynasty, immediately gather a hundred thousand people to go to the mountain backing sect to assist in the construction of the sect, there must be no mistake."

He came, it was to rip off the bamboo, the thief did not go empty, how much he could squeeze, he had also heard a little about Daqin, and with his current cultivation, he didn't care at all.

One hundred thousand people, and he can make a blood sacrifice to refine the blood pill he needs.

"Zongmen!?" The ministers in the palace exclaimed, especially when they heard that 100,000 people were going to be sacrificed, and all the officials felt a little bitter in their hearts.

Now everyone is riding on the head of Daqin, thinking back to when the ancestor king was alive, who in the surrounding sects dared to be presumptuous here! Dare to be so rude!

While their thoughts were floating, a cold word exploded in the temple, echoing in their hearts.

"Daqin Temple, don't you want to be presumptuous!"

Qin Jun was contemptuous, and a faint qi luck surrounded him, and there was a five-clawed golden dragon in his protective path.

The blue-shirted young man glanced at Qin Jun in front of the throne, and he couldn't see his strength with the blessing of luck, but he didn't pay attention to it, and his face was indifferent: "Boy, you are not qualified to talk to me, and ask you to come out." "

Hearing the words of the man in the blue shirt, everyone looked at each other, and he was the prime minister... Just been razed by the three tribes....

But no one dared to say it.

"Presumptuous!"

In the court, Zhang Liao stepped out in one step, his body was majestic, the killing intent in his eyes was great, the blood light soared, and a sticky and bloody murderous aura suddenly poured out, instantly covering everything.

Brush!

A halberd is swung, and the halberd light is horizontal.

As if beyond the concept of time, in just a flash, the halberd light was already approaching the blue-shirted friar.

"Find death!"

When the blue-shirted friar saw that someone made a move, he was instantly furious, what kind of person was he.

Elder of the Burning Mountain Sect.

He has always been the only one who strikes at others, and when others use the knife at him.

Even Daqin a hundred years ago did not dare to rashly attack him.

A cyan mist rose and surrounded him, forming a cyan gauze robe, which was extremely strange.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand to his waist, and a long sword appeared, buzzing everywhere, his face was fierce, he roared, and stabbed out with a swing of the sword.

Boom!

The sword halberd collided, and the blue shirt friar's face changed instantly, full of shock, and he felt that the long sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it.

With a click, it broke directly.

Zhang Liao's face was cold, and he jumped up the halberd in his hand and swung it out again.

The blood-colored halberd light stretched across the sky, the edge was endless, and the blue-shirted friar's face was full of horror.

Hurriedly made a move to resist, and in his cognition, this blow had already exceeded the power of Jiedan.

Reborn!

This realm echoed in his mind, and a chill rose in his spine.

"When did Daqin have such a strong person!"

The blue-shirted man gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, his body was full of spiritual energy, and in an instant, a blood pill was sacrificed and swallowed.

In an instant, the strength of the Qingshirt friar climbed day by day.

It was his last hole card.

He did not hesitate, under the strong of the Rebirth Realm, he had no chance of victory, only to fight for his life, even if the body exploded, at least there was a glimmer of life, and quickly sacrificed all kinds of precious magic weapons to resist.

In the main hall, when the ministers saw Zhang Liao's strength, they all showed surprised expressions.

Especially the imperial lieutenant and Li Sledgehammer, since the prime minister was killed, he was the strongest in the old dynasty, and his strength was in the late Jiedan period.

At this moment, the two could clearly sense the power of the two at war in the sky.

Battle of rebirth!

Especially Zhang Liao, they faintly felt that even if the first king was alive, it was difficult to match.

The imperial lieutenant's gaze unconsciously looked at the indifferent Qin Jun on the throne, and a trace of jealousy appeared under his eyes.

"Daqin..."

he whispered, his thoughts full of thoughts.

And Li Sledgehammer on the side was shouting loudly, as if it was Zhang Liao's little fan brother, who had been cheering below, and the surrounding ministers quickly avoided it, ashamed to be with him.

Li Sledgehammer didn't have any scheming, when the blue-shirted man appeared savagely, he wanted to go up and beat him up, but when he thought about the gap in strength, he could only hide his resentment in his heart, and he was pouring out in the future.

Now seeing his family violently beating the blue-shirted friar, how could he not be happy.

"Kill!"

Zhang Liao drank heavily, full of fighting intent, his majestic body was heroic, the red halberd was surrounded by blood, and the murderous aura was overflowing, he looked at the blue shirt friar's gaze, but it was as cold as a knife.

"Die!

He burst out again, the halberd in his hand was raised, and suddenly, the Dao Fierce Tiger Shadow appeared, roaring and shaking the sky, fierce light, like a fierce tiger, smashing down.

At this time, the blue-shirted friar's body was stained with blood everywhere, his face was extremely pale, and his body was covered with countless scars, and his bones were deeply visible, which was shocking.

The breath gradually weakened, and he took a deep look at Zhang Liao, who was boiling with a fighting spirit, and he knew that his physical state at this moment had been extremely poor, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely die.

While thinking, Zhang Liao's speed exploded, appeared behind him, and a punch blasted out, exploding in his vest.

Crashed to the ground.

Take up soot several meters high.

At this moment, he no longer had the strength to resist, and was completely at Zhang Liao's disposal.

The smoke and dust cleared, and a broken body came into everyone's eyes, and a blood hole had exploded in its back, penetrating through the chest, but there was still a breath.

"Seal Xiuwei, put into the dungeon!"

Qin Jun ordered.

In his eyes, this person from the Burning Mountain Sect was still of great use, how could he let him die like this.

"Retreat!"

The turmoil stopped, Qin Jun flicked his sleeves, and before everyone could react, he left the hall.

When Chongchen reacted, he was already far away.

【If you have not checked in today, is the host checking in?] "

Sign in."

Qin Jun whispered, he was a little looking forward to signing in something.

Last night, I really overworked on Concubine Yue, and because of the Burning Mountain Sect in the early dynasty, my attention was not on the system, but I forgot it.

[Successful sign-in, congratulations to the host for obtaining the famous general of Southern Liang-Chen

Qingzhi] "White Robe Army Chen Qingzhi?" Qin Jun was very satisfied, and with seven thousand white robes, he defeated the hundreds of thousands of troops of Northern Wei, and his victory was strong.

The famous division general Mo self-imprisoned, thousands of troops avoided white robes.

This sentence has been passed down through the ages, and Qin Jun has not heard it in his previous life.

The white-robed army under his command was even more powerful, and the lone army even lowered thirty-two cities.

"Check the details of Chen Qingzhi."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a layer of light curtain appeared in Qin Jun's field of vision.

[Summoned character: Chen Qingzhi

] [Cultivation: Middle stage of the Escape Realm] [

Achievement: Seven thousand soldiers swept through the Central Plains, and the lone army went down to thirty-two cities...].