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Great Zhao Kingdom, Imperial Capital.

An underground Great Hall in the palace.

Right now the place is brightly lit.

On the vast ground, the lines of Tian Cai interweave to form a huge circular formation.

And above these lines.

It is covered with Spirit Stones, and is constantly instilling Spirit Power into the formation.

And in the five directions of formation.

Zhao Ming, Zhao Yantian, Zhao Zhe

The top Tianxuan Venerables of the five imperial families sit in different positions.

in the air in front of them.

Both have an Eight Trigrams mirror floating.

Suddenly, Zhao Ming shouted loudly.

"The hour has come, Guan!"

Hearing this command, the five people stretched out their palms at the same time and aimed at the Eight Trigrams mirror.

Zizizi

The rich true essence poured crazily from their palms towards the Eight Trigrams mirror.

And these Eight Trigrams environment after absorbing energy.

It was transformed into streaks of green energy, refracted to the crystal coffin in the center of the circle.

Along with the crystal coffin, red orange yellow green blue blue purple, seven colors change.

Zhao Changlin, who was lying in it, seemed to have a lot of rosy complexion.

That's right.

This is the formation that the royal family of the Great Zhao Kingdom built to revive Zhao Changlin.

For this reason, they have been pouring in a lot of energy every other hour for five days and five nights.

It's a trivial matter that I didn't close my eyes and rest.

For practitioners of the Venerable level.

I've been awake for a month, and I'm completely fine.

However, instilling a large amount of energy every hour to empty out the true energy in the body is something no one can bear.

That is to say, there is a continuous supply of this sky-replenishing array.

Five people can persist until now.

But even so.

It's almost reached the limit.

"Nephew, I can hardly bear it anymore."

Zhao Yantian was sweating coldly on his forehead.

For those present, he practiced the unparalleled way of fire, the only flame Venerable.

But also because of this.

Zhao Yantian's continuous combat ability and recovery ability are very poor. After all, the way of fire is about domineering and indomitable.

It is far less long than the way of blood and the way of wood.

Of course, there are also flames Venerable is relatively different, and the flames in the body are endless.

This kind of Venerable, once it breaks through to the Dao Xuan Realm, usually takes the path of Nirvana of Fire.

But obviously Zhao Yantian is not going this way.

Such a continuous input of energy is almost draining him dry.

The key is.

This secret technique cannot be changed in the middle, otherwise the spirit and energy will be different.

Straight away.

"Damn it...`||."

Zhao Ming gritted his teeth.

In his perception, as early as two days ago, the hidden wounds in his father's body should have been almost healed.

And the gas machine is also very stable.

However, still did not wake up

He is not reconciled.

Once you give up like this, all the previous preparations will be in vain.

But keep going.

Say nothing else.

Zhao Yantian will definitely wear out his foundation.

Tangled, Zhao Ming was extremely tangled.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

Finally he sighed.

Alas, maybe, this is God's will.

The emperor's secret injury was not as simple as imagined.

The main reason is that it is not easy for him to ask Zhao Yantian to persevere and make a sacrifice.

Who can guarantee that if the infusion continues for a period of time, the father will definitely be able to wake up.

At that time, don't make everyone alienated because of this matter.

"If that's the case, then..." Zhao Ming finished speaking halfway.

His eyes suddenly widened.

In his divine thoughts.

Father's eyelids moved.

Have fun!

And the other four Venerables of the Zhao family naturally also noticed this slight movement.

The expressions are a little excited.

Zhao Changlin has been in a coma for more than sixty years.

Even for Tianxuan Venerables like them, it is not a short period of time.

For so many years.

The world has changed a lot.

The internal power of the imperial court was once divided into several factions, and the Sect power rose rapidly.

The Great Zhao Kingdom is in danger of falling apart.

Fortunately, Zhao Ming grew up with amazing talent and even more intelligent mind.

Quickly integrated the power of the court.

And recruiting talented people, this temporarily suppressed the Sect forces.

then.

It has also experienced the calamity of demons for six years.

The lives of the people are devastated, and the people are in dire straits.

It has largely subsided until recently.

In this turmoil, Chen Sen, Xia Xinlin, Lu Xin and other talented people have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Of course.

Life and death fights are the most capable of stimulating people's potential.

There are also many new Venerables born under the crisis.

It is also newly created some top-level Venerables.

Among them, the most terrifying and mysterious one is naturally Qin Feng, who is at the helm of Qin Ji.

In short.

According to the current situation, Zhao Changlin will wake up in another Hundred Year.

No one can say what the state of Zhao will become.

Times are always changing.

"." Ladies and gentlemen, work harder. "

"Let's go all out and pour in again!"

Zhao Ming shouted excitedly, his voice trembling a little.

The reason why it was necessary to infuse energy at a specific time before was mainly to use the power of the Eight Trigrams mirror to strengthen it a little.

can now.

Zhao Changlin has moved.

So what are you waiting for?

"good!"

"Brother Huang looks like he will definitely wake up today!"

"Fight!"

Several people were excited, and the surging force of the Democratic Party exploded.

All poured into the Eight Trigrams mirror.

Zizizi

Dazzling brilliance enveloped the crystal coffin.

Sudden.

boom!

The crystal coffin exploded (is it?) and burst open.

Debris splattered.

Zhao Changlin, on the other hand, was floating in mid-air, and his vitality became stronger and stronger.

when a certain critical point is reached.

The orthodox emperor of the Great Zhao Kingdom stood upright and slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Huang!"

"Father!"

The five were very excited.

Especially Zhao Ming's eyes were red.

God knows, Zhao Changlin fell into a coma sixty years ago, and Zhao Ming, who was only a weak crown at that time, felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of the disintegrating imperial court.

Over the years.

Really dare not relax for a moment.

now.

Dashan, who was once reliable in my heart, finally woke up, and the pressure was released in an instant.

This made him, who had always been extremely calm, almost lose control of his emotions.

Zhao Changlin scanned the surrounding environment.

sighed.

Make a sound slowly.

"What year is this eve?".