"Daqin is afraid that no other city is so prosperous."

Zhang Wei looked at the prosperous scene of the Van King City and sighed slightly, he pointed to the giant building in the center of the Van King City.

"You look at that Brahma Palace, covering an area of more than 300,000 mu, and the Xianyang Palace is far less prosperous than this Brahma Palace."

In the middle of the Van King's City, a huge palace rises.

The high milky white enclosure is covered with delicate frescoes and various poems. There are also sage aphorisms. It revealed a strong smell of books, showing the dignity of the saint's door and the master of all ages.

In the wall, there are halls everywhere, as well as Tallinn, buildings, there are "Observation Tower", "Star Picking Tower", "Moon Viewing Xuan", "Astronomy Tower", "Mountain and River Tower", "Bafang Tower", etc., towering into the clouds, looking up will drop your hat.

Outside this "Brahma Palace", all of them are all Fanjia families, coming and going, thousands of them.

It is rumored that every autumn harvest, the "Fanjia" go out to the provinces, and there are 100,000 housekeepers and housekeepers who urge renters everywhere, and they can be organized into a large army, and the Great Zen Temple cannot be compared even at its peak.

This is the family of saints for thousands of years, and the palace often changes dynasties and masters, or surnamed Zhou, or surnamed Yang, or surnamed Fan, but this sitting in the Fangong, in the thousands of years of storms, is always surnamed Fan.

A shadow secret guard beside Zhang Wei was full of disdain, and then his eyes showed reverence and fanaticism: "What kind of person Your Majesty is, the Ancient Emperor is far from enough to describe Your Majesty, Your Majesty's holy wisdom and honor, and you don't need such mortal things to prove it at all." "

"Moreover, Your Majesty just doesn't want to work the people and lose money, if Your Majesty wants to build a palace that is more gorgeous and ten times more magnificent than this Brahma Palace."

"Moreover, even if this palace is prosperous, his master must submit to His Majesty!"

Zhang Wei smiled slightly: "Go, let's go in." "

............

"Old ancestor, Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji have led tens of millions of troops to Tianyang River, what should we do?"

The Great Elder of the Fan Family asked.

"Yuntao has fallen in the Dragon's Necropolis." The ancestor of the Fan family, Fan Shou said with a solemn expression: "Our Fan family has lost a master, at this time, we must not act rashly. "

"The Qin army is strong, Qian Emperor Yang Pan is not easy to mess with, this is the most powerful emperor since the Ancient Saint Emperor, too deep, no one knows what he has to hide, this time the movement is ten thousand times greater than the movement of destroying the Great Zen Temple decades ago, the Taishang Taoist Lord Dream God Machine has not yet come forward... I don't know what his actions were, but this man became the Creator more than three hundred years ago..."

"Well, we, the Brahman, will wait and see." The Great Elder of the Fan Family nodded.

Fan Shou looked into the depths of the Fan Palace, and a large white wheel appeared in his eyes, which seemed to be hanging from the sun and the moon.

This large white wheel slowly rotated, countless spaces were opened, and countless vitality was gathered.

Six Brahma wheels!

This magic weapon is the treasure of the Fanjia Zhenjia, the first saint of Confucianism, the "Six Paths of Brahma Wheel" personally created by Fanzi, second only to the Ship of Creation and the artifact of the Eternal Kingdom, and it is not worse than the artifacts such as the Panhuang Life Sword.

"Our Fan family has stood for nine thousand years, after more than thirty dynasties, and has never decayed, and this time, there is a high probability that there is no danger."

Fan Shou muttered, a smile appeared on his face: "If Emperor Qian loses, Fanzhou will resume the rules of worshiping the Fan family, and if Emperor Qian fails, maybe it won't be long before Emperor Qin will come to visit us Fan Shou." "

The Great Elder of the Fan Family nodded slightly, this was the nine thousand years of their Fan Family's heritage.

"Shadow Secret Guard Dudu, Zhang Wei is visiting!"

"Visit!"

"Visit!"

"Visit, visit, visit!"

Suddenly, a sound rumbled throughout the Fanwang Palace, the sound was like a thunderous explosion, and even resounded throughout the entire Thousand Miles Fanwang City, the momentum was so huge, the Fangong seemed to be shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Who is it!"

Fan Shou suddenly turned around, looked in the direction where the sound wave came, and was shocked for a while.

"Ancestor!"

Fanmei was shocked, his heart was alarmed, and he sensed great danger.

"The comer is not good, summon the Fan family master!"

Zhang Wei stood outside the Brahma Palace with his hands in his hands, behind him, there were ten shadow secret guards and hundreds of shadow secret guards, and behind him, there were one hundred and seven family masters and other people in power.

"When Zhang Dudu came to visit, Fan Shou was far from welcome, and I asked for forgiveness."

Dozens of powerful divine thoughts rose one after another, and Zhang Wei saw a landscape and river, and the ancestor of the Fan family, Fan Shou, led dozens of family elders wearing high crowns, wide clothing, and dressed as if they were medieval sons, and appeared on a welcome square.

Six Vatican wheels!

The scenery is picturesque, the sun is shining brightly in the sky, but this bright sun is not the sun, but the "six Brahma wheels", this supreme magic weapon, constantly rotating, endless bright light shines down, every inch of light, seems to give people a fresh, bright bright feeling.

In the sky, the six Brahma wheels replaced the sun and shone on the mountains and the earth.

The Fanjia was like a great enemy, and dispatched six Brahma wheels.

The Fan family is also worthy of being the first family in the world, except for the master of the six tribulations, Fan Yuntao, who is already in the Dragon Cemetery, and Fan Shou, the ancestor of the Fan family who has lived for thousands of years, a master of the seven tribulations.

Thirteen elders, each of them is a master of the Four Tribulations and Five Tribulations, as well as a human immortal and ten Martial Saints, such a strength is much stronger than that of the Great Zen Temple.

Fan Shou's gaze first went to Zhang Han, in his eyes, this person was tall, his back was straight like a gun, his face was cold, like a knife and an axe, his eyes were deep, and he was also looking at everyone in the Fan family.

That kind of gaze made Fan Shou very uncomfortable, and from Zhang Handan, he felt a sense of non-existent threat, and his deep gaze also revealed a feeling of interest, as if he was his prey.

Zhang Handan... Shadow Guard... What is this force?

"How... One hundred and seven family masters and those in power..."

The faces of all the people who came out of the Fan family changed wildly, and one after another panic flashed in their minds.

"What are the one hundred and seven families gathered together?"

"What's the plan?"

"Why is it that my Fan family, as the first family, actually doesn't know at all!"

Fan Shou spoke, "Please." "

The group walked into the palace and entered the Welcome Square, and rows of chairs fell.

All of them are crystal white jade, beautiful, and chairs are arranged in the square, as if it is the legendary Yaochi grand event of the immortal family.

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