"I detected that there was a large amount of soul energy near the host hero's Dao Soul that was about to dissipate, and it was automatically absorbed to obtain the soul energy of the two great grandmasters, 20,000 points for the purple level, 21 points for the Grandmaster realm, and 21,000 points for the blue level. ”

On the top of the mound platform, Zhao Yu, who looked up at the sky, listened to the electronic synthesis sound of the system in his mind, and put down most of his heart, and a large number of souls were absorbed, which meant that the battle of Sitian Tower had basically come to an end.

When the power of the mountain and sea chart blooms again in the sky above the White Emperor Palace, the blade will be hung above his head again.

As soon as the synthesis of the system's senseless fluctuations fell, the peaceful and immature children's voice sounded in Zhao Yu's ears again, with a hint of unfinished business.

"It's really boring, it's really boring, that guy Huang Zhao actually woke up, according to your grandfather Zao Wou-ki, those who use knives have few tendons, and they only have cultivation in their minds except for wielding knives, which is extremely boring. ”

"Huang Zhao, you mean the grandfather inside the bronze coffin?"

Zhao Yu raised his voice, and there was joy in his voice.

"Who else can there be except for the rough guy who will rather have no martial arts than no heroes all day long?"

Although the child's voice is immature, no different from a three- or four-year-old child who has just learned to speak, the tone of his speech is very old-fashioned, and it seems extremely strange, but he faintly feels that it should be taken for granted.

Because his name is Taiping, he is the first artifact of the human race.

"It is better to have no martial arts than to have no chivalry. ”

Zhao Yu repeated this sentence in his mind, and realized that the story of the knife-wielding hero told to him by his mother when he was a child, walking the rivers and lakes was not made up out of thin air, but his grandfather, so although he had never met, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

What is a chivalry, a great man, for the country and the people, just become a Tianwu army, self-styled in the coffin of Suoyuan for fifteen years, you can be a hero.

"Why does an hour pass so long, I thought it was very easy, Pingli I watched the female camel cow bathing in Huwo Mountain, and the snow laid eggs on Kunlun Mountain, and time passed quite quickly. ”

Taiping's immature child's voice chattered endlessly in Zhao Yu's mind, making Zhao Yu show a wry smile, who could have imagined that the first artifact of the human race, the mountain and sea chart, was actually a little doll who had just been born and had not grown up.

Just as the immature voice of Taiping kept sounding in his mind, the sky above the White Emperor Palace suddenly changed, Zhao Yu's face became solemn, and the balance also stopped speaking and became silent.

Across the entire sky, like the sky, constantly rotating in the one-yuan heavy water whirlpool, the cry of the Vermilion Bird, one after another, more and more Nanming fire burst out from the inside of the storm, each burst, in the sea of one-yuan heavy water.

Finally, a different color appeared on the originally dark black heavy water sea, it was gold, with countless golden bubbles emerging from the surface of the sea, and then the sea began to tremble violently, like a behemoth rushing upwards at a very fast speed below the sea level.

In fact, the surface of the one-yuan heavy water sea exploded directly, and a burning Vermilion Bird broke through it, bringing a splash in the sky, and then countless Nanming left the flames, and the sky was like glass shattering.

The crack continued to spread outward, and the sea of heavy water that had been hidden all day disappeared in an instant, revealing a snowy, white sky, and under the bridge of heaven and earth, the nine-fold staircase appeared again, and the shadow of the martial queen was already standing on top of the eighth layer.

The eighth level of the Half-Saint, a real step away!

But Empress Wu's state at this time was not good, when she had just broken through the Eighth Ninth Star Heaven, she had already burst out with almost the last of her origin power, so she hadn't taken that step for a long time, she was almost exhausted.

Sweat dripped from his sideburns, but in the blink of an eye, the flames evaporated from above, and his back was still pulled, and nothing could bend the backbone of the regent of Great Xia, even if the oil was almost exhausted.

Standing on the eighth step, the Empress Wu gently moved forward a small step, the phoenix crown and the phoenix robe fluttered at the same time, and the civil and military officials below moved, and then walked out of the square wall of the mound platform together, and came to the bottom of the nine-fold staircase, just like the early dynasty that has not been embellished for fifteen years, arranged neatly, and then knelt on the ground, and the uniform sound resounded throughout the sky above the White Emperor Palace, spreading to the surroundings and entering the ears of the Empress Wu.

"The ministers implore the regent to postpone stepping on the Nine Heavens today, and wait for him to hit the holy throne in one fell swoop and ascend to the top of the Land God Immortal Realm!"

The shouts of hundreds of civil and military officials did not disperse for a long time, but the military queen did not respond, but continued to take a small step forward, and came to the ninth step, looking straight ahead, silent.

The cultural relics below let out a shout again, the Empress Wu was still unmoved, the eyes under the phoenix eyebrows were still calm, the Zhao clan's unique ebony-like pupils reflected the bridge between heaven and earth that was only one step away, and the colorful Dao fruit and the mysterious lines on the Dao flower were clear.

The martial queen in the sky was silent, and the civil and military officials on the ground knelt on the ground, and everything was silent.

Until a burly figure came from the edge of the mound, burly, with a Chinese face, and an empty left arm, slowly walked past the kneeling cultural relics Baiguan, stepped on the covered snow, leaving a series of footprints, and gradually walked in front of the Baiguan, kneeling on one knee.

Yuan Jiang, the sect leader of the Sea Mistake Sect, raised his lowered head and looked at the martial queen above, with madness in his eyes, and the voice of one person against a hundred people resounded throughout the world and the earth.

"I, Yuan Jiang of the Hai Wrong Sect, implore the regent Empress Wu to take the cinnabar blood of the two avenues in the heart of the emperor's grandson's eyebrows, that is, the saint can be achieved, and from now on the moon is in the sky, and the world is invincible. ”

As soon as the words came out, all the civil and military officials who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads in shock, and even the great masters of the ten major sects all stood up one after another, their eyes were extremely solemn, and Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, snorted coldly, stepped forward, and the dragon-like qi and blood rose again.

The atmosphere in the entire White Emperor Palace became more oppressive than ever, and no one dared to pant loudly.

After ten full breaths, the martial queen who was standing with her hands suddenly turned, and her phoenix eyes pierced Zhao Yu's eyes on the platform, and her momentum soared.

Liang Po's body appeared in front of the Yuanqiu platform, and Xu Shengyi, the Duke of Wei, blocked Zhao Yu from left and right.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, even if the surrounding momentum clashed with each other, it was about to explode, and in his eyes, it was still as plain as water, and the vertical lines of the two avenues under the crown of the sky were bright and colorful, I don't know if it was an illusion, and the confused aura that belonged to the avenue was suddenly enhanced several times, and it was as mellow as a century-old wine in the induction.

In the sound of the great masters swallowing saliva, Zhao Yu gently handed over the old empress dowager on the side to the rouge girl to support, then raised his hand and patted Liang Po's shoulder, and walked towards the edge of the Tianxin Stone.

The black silk robe swayed, the jade pendant on his waist made a pleasant ding sound, and the young man raised his delicate face like a fairy, and his ebony pupils looked at the phoenix shadow in the sky.

The aunt's and nephew's eyes looked at each other again.

To live or to die, saint or mortal?