I was Invincible for a Billion Years

As the capital of the world, Yanjing.

This ancient, full of poems, vicissitudes of ancient capital, has stood for seven hundred years in the world.

Warfare.

Humiliation.

Indignation.

Five thousand years of China, no deeds experienced by an ancient capital can be more tragic than Yanjing.

The last true emperor-level character turned into a sky of golden rain and disappeared.

This vast land.

No more powerful people in the era of repression appeared, foreign enemies invaded, and the country broke their families. During that period, the dark clouds shrouded the stars and called it-Dark China!

Did not have a great peerless emperor.

Like tigers and wolves, the coveted overseas countries all year round have no fear.

Overseas eight nations.

Three million soldiers were lifted and the troops walked eastward. On that day, the whole sky was stained with red. The wolf tigers and leopards regarded the eastern boundary as nothing, and acted arbitrarily. They had witnessed the ancient buildings with a history of five thousand years. Ruthlessly burned out, and the jade wares of great value were even snatched away.

Light is shipped abroad.

Spent ten days and ten nights!

Yanjing, the capital of the world, the palace of emperors!

Has become a playground for the barbarians. The golden throne, I do not know how many times it has been trampled.

Sad!

Ran, in those days, even if there were no emperor-level figures, as long as there were Jiangnan royal families sitting in town, it would not be like this at all.

but it is.

Internal and external problems.

Only the supreme royal family came to help and fight against the enemy.

Dark times.

The eight martial arts royal families, also descendants of Yanhuang, not only did not take action, but still acted their own way, self-proclaimed high gods, only for personal fame and fortune, and did not put the life and death of the Chinese kingdom into the heart.

Exploitation of people's fat and cream.

In order to make his younger generations to achieve the reputation of a long-lasting record, desperate and mad, chasing down the three fighters who are struggling to fight against the powerful foreigners of the world!

The truth.

Little is known!

If not.

critical moment.

Longhushan Tianshi Mansion was born angrily.

Thirty-sixth Heavenly Master Zhang Daoqian, forcibly absorbed the strength of Heavenly Master, with one person's power, blocking the hundred peerless supremes of the eight overseas nations, fighting for time for the Jiangnan royal families, and annihilating all the enemies who had come to commit crimes.

Otherwise.

I am afraid to suffer another time. The chaos of the Wuhu three thousand years ago brought a great disaster to China and stained the blood of the Orthodox orthodox, so as to wipe out the unyielding blood of the ancient people that has been imprinted on the bones.

Reach slavery!

boom!

The quiet Yanjing Palace.

"This group of bloodless things, they have forgotten how four hundred years ago, the barbarians of the Eight Clans were indiscriminately acting on our land!"

There was a loud noise that slammed the table, a hatred that made no steel, full of anger and scolding, which led to the other elders in the palace who were sleeping and forgetting food, correcting the political regulations, and raised their heads one after another.

"There are too many good days, I have forgotten the shame!"

"Gentlemen don't learn, they have to be a group of hypocrites, crying for the barbarians!"

boom!

"Go, tell these media, and report these again, all will be blocked, never hired!"

Was another irritating sound of clapping the table, and then there was another rebuke.

"Lao Yang, who is this arguing with?"

"Ah, it is not one of the Barbarians of the Eight Clan States, there is an ancient building of 800 years, which was burnt down."

"Some people in the folk began to mourn for it, saying that this is the loss of all mankind, the momentum is quite loud."

In the quiet halls, weary sighs were heard from time to time.

"Old Yang, don't be sad. It's no better than before. Nowadays, Cathay Pacific is safe. This person, as long as he is idle, he pursues a noble thinking. To put it bluntly, use the word of folk people to sum up-pretend!"

The elderly Yang Qishan, dressed in a black old dress, sat at a dim desk.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, he closed his eyes and squeezed his eyebrow lightly. At this moment, he was slightly disappointed in his heart, waved his hand weakly, and signaled the young defender to go out first.

After the young guard, go out and close the door.

Slightly dignified study.

After a long time.

Only heard another sigh full of sorrow.

"Ugh!"

Hate hatred of the country, once the shame brought to them by the eight nations, has been forgotten by many people with the easy life.

What is the 800-year-old ancient building burned down?

Four hundred years ago.

The barbarians of the eight tribes, in our land, have done so much anger and grievances. Are there few ancient buildings they burned?

to date.

The countless rare national treasures they robbed, tens of thousands of volumes of ancient books bearing a long history of China and vicissitudes of history.

Which one was returned?

The stolen things are treated as their own, and they are sold at auction, which is shameless!

Now.

Their ancient building was burnt down, compared with the former national martyrdom, the rebirth of heaven, the revenge of the heavens-take it by yourself!

"A group of little babies living in swaddling clothes, my Chinese clank and iron bones, unyielding and unlearned, have learned the false compassion and false nobility of overseas barbarians!"

Looking at the study window.

This palace shrouded in darkness.

Yang Qishan, one of the country's elders, really feels physically and mentally exhausted, and is inevitably worried.

If one day in the future.

The eight ethnic nations abroad were barbarous, tore off the mask of hypocrisy, and made a comeback, intending to contaminate this land again, and as many as 400 years ago, there have been many abandonment of personal interests. For the sake of ancient national justice, they are willing to throw their heads and sprinkle blood. Hero?

Yang Qishan's turbid eyes, looking deep into the palace, a trace of confusion flashed on his face, muttering to himself: "Maybe this Chu Lingxiao, may be the true descendant of the emperor like the old man who guarded the emperor's mausoleum."

"Lin Tianhou, Lin Tianhou, why don't you want to leave the emperor's mausoleum and join the group!"

……

boom!

In the depths of the dull palace, at the door of the silent Emperor's Tomb, the two bodies slowly fell to the ground.

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"Another two who don't know how to be high and thick, this year's calculation, this should already be the eighth!"

Lin Tianhou waved his hand.

Two corpses fell to the ground, instantly disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood.

Suddenly changed his face.

Tone is cold, disdainfully said to himself:

"Every two peerless princes, not staying well in the ancient forest of the deep mountain, to escape the encirclement and suppression of the eight rat kings, but to my death!"

He Lin Tianhou.

Has been protecting the emperor's mausoleum for five hundred years.

Don't say it's a peerless supreme, that is, Zhang Daogan from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Tianshi Mansion, if he wants to enter this emperor's mausoleum, he will not give the slightest affection!

"Ok?"

In sight, a figure in white suddenly appeared, Lin Tianhou frowned.

Another one.

Is still a young man, arrogant and ignorant!

Lin Tianhou carried his hands on his back and walked towards him, an invincible master style emerged spontaneously.

Has not shot yet.

The whole person knelt down on the ground instantly, his head fainted for a while, and the deep pupil was full of consternation.

"how can that be……"

Just before he closed his eyes, he only saw the white dress and stepped into the emperor's tomb step by step.