Chapter 418

"Murong Jian, the criminal minister, paid homage to the great emperor."

Thanks to Zhao Fang's mercy, the crafty Murong Jian almost instantly determined Zhao Fang's idea. With a shy smile, he came to Zhao Fang, quickly knelt down and shouted respectfully in a posture of falling to the ground.

Zhao Fang was stunned by murongjian's appearance.

As for the others, they were slightly stunned and looked strange.

Gao Bo's eyes flashed a touch of complexity. Finally, like Murong Jian, he bowed respectfully and called the great emperor.

The great?

Zhao Fang never wanted to be an emperor.

however.

After the two said so, the idea quickly climbed in their mind.

"The emperor? Wake up the power of the world and lie drunk on the beautiful knee? Ouch, this is good!"

Zhao's eyes flashed, but he didn't accept it on the spot.

Cough!

"Get up and settle here first."

"The great emperor is powerful, wise and wise, like a shining sun, illuminating the dirty darkness in the snow area and bringing light to the endless people. It is a blessing in the snow area that God gives benevolence to the Lord. If the great emperor doesn't ascend the throne, I will die!"

That's shameless.

Even Zhao Fang, the party concerned, was ashamed.

What kind of benevolent Lord do you see who kills hundreds of thousands at every turn?

But Murong Jian also fought hard.

He knew that he had the mark of the old minister of the previous dynasty and wanted to be favored and favored again under the new dynasty. He could think of nothing else for the time being except this support.

Gao Bo on one side, who was forced to surrender just now, was also forced by the situation and wanted to show an attitude.

As for the brazen and unkind praise of Zhao Fang like Murong Jian, he obviously can't do it.

Just shouted, "please ascend the throne, Gao Bo will follow to the death!"

"Please ascend the throne!"

But the Dragon army roared together.

Zhao Yun and Dian Wei stood around Zhao Fang and looked around calmly, but there was also a bright light in their eyes.

Zhao Fang glanced at the dazed snow army and said faintly, "this matter will be mentioned later!"

Murong Jian heard the meaning of Zhao's words, didn't insist, stood up and respectfully stood aside.

"Ask you something!"

"Your Majesty, if you ask, the sinner must know everything and say everything."

Zhao Fang doesn't dislike this title.

On the contrary, as an otaku, one of his countless dreams is to be an emperor.

The feeling of being in charge of the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures is simply not too cool!

Fortunately, Zhao Fang's determination is firm enough and he knows that his strength is still too weak. Otherwise, he is estimated to have been dazed by Murong Jian's words.

"The great emperor of the snow region, that is, xuecanglan, how do you know that the flame country is related to the destruction of the divided country?"

Zhao Fang thought about this problem for a long time, but he still couldn't understand it.

"This......" Murong Jian hesitated.

"Say it!"

Zhao Fang's voice was calm, but there was no need to refuse his authority.

Hearing this sound, Murong Jian's head inexplicably echoed the scene of the snow emperor being killed. There was a cold sweat on his back. He quickly respectfully said, "Your Majesty, it was calculated by the 'mysterious man on the earth' of Tianji Pavilion."

"Tianji pavilion?"

Zhao Fang frowned slightly.

"It is one of the five quasi sixth class forces in the wasteland." Murong Jian said quickly.

"What?" Zhao Fang stared.

Zhao Fang thought that the strongest force in the wasteland was the seventh class force.

Seventh class forces are also strong or weak.

For example, in the snow empire, there are only three martial gods, and the primary strong ones can only be counted as the seventh class inferior forces among the seventh class forces.

The wasteland has five boundaries.

They are East spiritual realm, West spiritual realm, South spiritual realm, North spiritual realm and middle spiritual realm.

Among them, beilingjing is recognized as the weakest of the five.

The middle spirit realm is recognized as the strongest in the North spirit realm.

The other three realms belong to the same level, which can be regarded as the seventh class middle-class forces. There are strong people at the level of six-star martial god.

As for the middle spirit realm, it has eight star martial gods, or even nine star martial gods, which belongs to the seventh class forces.

The five quasi sixth forces are all better than the middle spirit realm. It is said that there is a strong warrior God.

"Which six quasi sixth class forces?"

"Tianji Pavilion, West Heaven Temple, Dongling cemetery, nangu evil sect, and killing tavern!"

After a pause, Murong Jian was a little worried and added: "these six quasi seventh forces all have the great perfection of the martial god, and the strong take the seat."

"Kill. Kill the tavern! The martial god is perfect!"

Zhao Fang's eyes narrowed slightly.

He couldn't hear the meaning of Murong Jian's words, but he didn't care much.

Wu Shen is a great and powerful man. He also has his own, and there are still two. If you really want to do it, who is afraid of who!

"Take me to meet the wonderful master."

"This..."

"Huh?"

"Calm down, your majesty, and the sinner will lead the way. But the earthly master is the master of the Tianji Pavilion and the disciple of the Tianji old man. It is said that the Tianji old man has broken through the martial god and entered the divine realm above the martial god thousands of years ago. In addition, the earthly master also has a martial god's full senior sister, who is called the Tianmiao man."

"Finished?"

"That's it."

"What are you doing? Lead the way."

Murong Jian smiled bitterly. He said his words so clearly. How could the other party recognize the reason for death?

But he didn't dare to refuse. Xiaoming was held in Zhao Fang's hand. If he dared to refuse, blood splashed on the spot every minute.

That's right.

After a bitter smile, Murong Jian hurried along the way without saying a word.

After telling Gao Bo and Zhao Yun to clean the battlefield, Zhao Fang took Dianwei and followed murongjian into the imperial city.

The vastness of the imperial city is far beyond the comparison of piaoyue county city. In terms of size alone, ten piaoyue County cities can't compare with the imperial city.

"It's really an ancient country that has been inherited for 3000 years. The details are amazing."

Zhao Fang swept slightly and exclaimed.

"Boom!"

Just as Zhao Fang stepped into the Imperial City, there was a sudden roar in the northwest of the Imperial City, near the Imperial Palace, and then there was a flame rising into the sky.

"This, this is!"

Murong Jian glanced at the location of the fire, and his eyes suddenly coagulated.

"What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, the place where the fire soars to the sky is the residence of the people of the earth in the snow covered imperial city."

"What!"

Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows and rushed to the place where the fire was all over the sky.

When I came near, I saw that an attic with a subtle smell on the outside had been distorted and deformed under the fire. The fire was so strong that some martial artists had to change their faces when they approached.

"It's not an ordinary flame."

Zhao Fang has seen the "inner earth fire" of the fire clan and has some experience in identifying different fires.

Although the fire in front of us is not a different fire, it is not an ordinary flame. Strictly speaking, it should be a fire between an ordinary flame and a different fire.

"Are you Lord Zhao Fang?"

When Zhao Fang arrived, a maid respectfully came forward and asked.

Zhao Fang glanced slightly and was surprised that the woman who looked like a handmaid also had the cultivation level of Emperor Wu.

"Who are you?"

The maid didn't answer, but offered a note, "this was left to adults by the master before his death."