Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Jianwen Emperor put his hands on one another and hugged it on his chest. A golden gas was produced in the palm of his hand, like a smoke.

"Let you see, the real emperor's heart!"

Ye Shaoyang held the sword in both hands and placed it flat on the chest, spraying a sharp blood on the blade.

"There is no end to the three clears on the stage, the wind and the thunder and the fire are in the same phase, the golden scales lie in the pool, and the seven stars cross the dragon!"

Fingers flicked on the blade, throwing the sword hard, a dragon, purple light.

Qixing Longquan Jianhua gave birth to a purple dragon, and his teeth danced to the Jianwen Emperor.

"You are the true son of the gods, and the dragon will also bow down! You have lost this trick!"

Jianwen Emperor shakes his hands, and the golden light of the palm of his hand flies out, and a golden light is formed to hold the head of the purple dragon.

"Hey..." A dragon screamed, and the purple dragon hovered from the beginning and the end, and the head went down a little bit, timid.

Looking at this scene, Yan Lengyu was shocked and looked at Ye Shaoyang again.

In order to control the Longquan sword, he made a desperate attempt. He trembled and looked like a piece of paper, but a pair of blood-red scorpions were getting brighter and brighter.

The hands are constantly printed, and they will be suffocated, and they will be introduced into the Longquan sword through the introduction method. They will shout: "Broken!"

The sound was sprayed together with the blood of the mouth.

The purple dragon suddenly looked up, and a long beep, the body shook, stretched out, shattered the golden light, and slammed into Jianwen Emperor with a slap in the face.

"How could this be!" Jianwen Emperor was shocked and stunned, and he was entrusted with the Emperor's heart. He was entangled in an enchantment, and he was stunned by the dragon's head. His eyes were full of sorrow.

"Boom!" The enchantment was broken, the purple dragon swept, and the smash hit the chest of Jianwen Emperor.

The dragon shape is broken, and the Qixing Longquan sword flashes and is inserted into the gap of the slate floor.

Jianwen Emperor flew high and slammed into the dome of the tomb, carrying a pile of rock tiles and falling on the floor.

"Emperor, the emperor!" Guo Shaoyi, who was tied to the ground, screamed in surprise. He didn't believe that he couldn't be a husband. He actually lost...

Jianwen Emperor struggled to sit up, the crown fell, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with dust, a mouth, spit out a large mouth of black blood, looking gray-faced, where there is a little momentum of the ninety-five.

"Impossible. You are a real dragon. Even if you are a ghost corpse, there is still a dragon in your body. If you see a dragon, you can kill the dragon and destroy it. It is impossible..."

Ye Shaoyang pulled up the seven-star Longquan sword from the ground and walked over.

The only round of confrontation, the suffocating, the blood in Ye Shaoyang's eyes faded, standing in front of Jianwen.

"My seven-star Longquan sword can be a fairy god, you are just a personal son, or a ghost."

Ye Shaoyang overlooks the wretched Jianwen Emperor, his eyes full of ridicule. "You are like this now. But I will say, I will kill you!"

Jianwen Emperor knew that the general trend had gone, and he sighed heavily. He said: "The emperor has the death of the emperor, can you to sit down and wear a crown."

"Okay." Ye Shaoyang smiled. "Last life."

Raise the seven-star Longquan sword and stab it against the chest of Jianwendi.

Jian Wendi’s ghost was broken and he could not resist. He could only close his eyes and wait to die.

The seven-star Longquan sword stabbed a place that was less than three inches from his throat and was suddenly held by a ghost.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked and turned to look at it, but it was a guy wearing a robes and a crown. He was dressed exactly the same as Jianwendi. He was only 50 years old, he was in need of air, and he was a hero, awesome, not like ordinary people. .

How come out an emperor?

"The thief!" Guo Shaoyi, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately became excited and yelled.

Ye Shaoyang’s whole body trembled and muttered: “General Yu Ling’s Zhu Xi?”

Zhu Xi smiled faintly. "Ye Tianshi smiled. Because the official has been arrogant for many years, he has made some merits. The Emperor's chartered official maintains the human dress, and he has no habits."

Ye Shaoyang looked at Zhu Yunwen and looked at Zhu Xi. This pair of friends finally met.

Zhu Xi said very politely: "Ye Tianshi, don't do it, because Zhu Yunwen is a ghost, the official has come to take it."

Ye Shaoyang stunned. "How do you know that he is living?"

"The official and his grievances are unresolved, and the heart and the pulse are connected. The officer immediately noticed, and immediately reported to the sinister, and the king of the sect of the king sent the official to come and take it."

Ye Shaoyang turned to think about it. In the past, it must have been the separation of the soul of Jianwen Emperor, and his soul was broken, so Zhu Xi could not detect his existence.

Only then did he save him, and Zhu Xi immediately felt it, so he came up to him...

Guo Shaoyi was still noisy there, screaming at Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi walked over and took out a jade seal from her sleeve. She buckled at her head and took her into the ink. She immediately took it and threw it back to Ye Shaoyang.

Seeing Ye Shaoyang staring at the jade prints in his hands, he did not need to smile: "This is a sly... The sect of the country used by the official before the death of the official, buried with the burial, after entering the Hades, carry it with him and refine it into a Horcrux."

"The real national jade, in my hands." Jianwen Emperor opened, said faintly.

The enemy met, but he was not as excited as Guo Shaoyi, but he was very calm.

“The product, like yours, is a fake.”

Zhu Xi walked up to him and leaned over and said: "Hey, hundreds of years have passed, and the Lord is changing, everything is over."

Jianwen Emperor looked up at him. "The soul is still there, and you have not gone to the reincarnation. The grudge between you and me has not ended."

Zhu Xi nodded. "So I will come to take you, that is, I have to go to the palace to testify before the palace. I will make a grievance between you and me. I will make a knot in front of the palace. Although it is a god, the king is also You won't be partial, you can rest assured."

Jianwendi stood up, picked up the crown from the ground, put it on his head, finished the whole clothes, dried the blood on his face, and stood face to face with Zhu Xi.

Two big tomorrows wearing robes, looking at each other, their eyes are calm and complicated.

No one knows what this family is talking about when they are living with their eyes.

Qi Lengyu got up and came to Ye Shaoyang, and he looked at this scene.

"Yun Wen, let's go, the quick report owner has been waiting outside the door, because of his identity, it is inconvenient to come in, you can't make it difficult for juniors to do."

Jianwen’s brow wrinkled.

Zhu Xi understands why he is puzzled and explains: "The chief of the fast newspaper is the late Ming Dynasty emperor Zhu Youzhen, who is your descendant and is ordered to go with me. You can see that the king of Jurassic attaches importance to you. Why bother?"

When Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu heard Zhu Youjian standing outside the door, they immediately turned their heads and saw that a person wearing a robes stood in the dark outside the door and could not see the face.

Chongzhen Emperor...

Among the emperors of Daming Yi, the Emperor Chongzhen, like the Emperor Jianwen, was also the most tragic emperor. He was hard-pressed after his death and was quickly reported to the master after his death.