Chapter 365 Legend: The Inheritance of Ying Zheng
Qin Lang guessed that this was the dojo of Emperor Qin Shi Huang. These people were former subordinates of the Qin Emperor, who now referred to himself as His Majesty. Fear, excitement, mania, excitement, and various emotions were rising and falling in his heart, showing a heroic ambition to rule the world.
Fortunately, he had a firm will, his heart was constantly stirred, and his face remained calm. He waved his hand and said, "You guys step down first
Meng Yue waved his hand, and the gathered soldiers "brushed" back to their original positions like lightning. Their posture was exactly the same as before, as if nothing had happened. The air that was as heavy as gold was swept away, replaced by an inexplicable desire.
Qin Lang walked up the steps and found that they were carved from a whole piece of gold, perfectly matching the dragon throne on top.
A San Jian was like a treasure in the mountains, spinning and dropping above his head like a pair of stern gazes hovering between him and Ozawa. He was certain that there was no danger, so he waved the Thunder Dragon to make contact. As a result, he felt like he had been struck by an electric shock, spinning from earth to sky. Before falling, he still held Ozawa tightly in his arms.
Seeing him faint, Ozawa was extremely nervous, but seeing that he was breathing steadily and his heart rate was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He had heard many stories about the cultivation world from Xiaota, and often saw his mother practicing, so he didn't make a fuss.
Sitting next to his father like a young adult, he sighed and said, "Is this just the inheritance of my father's family? If only it were like the Lin family, then my father wouldn't lose too much to my mother." The child also knows that yin prosperity and yang decline are not good.
Qin Lang's sea of knowledge has not yet been developed, and it is barren. Tai A San Jian is very violent and has opened up the world with great force. He lives and dies, and it is unknown how long it took before he woke up slowly. He opened his eyes and saw a vast sea of bright blue clouds, which startled him. He thought he had returned to the East China Sea, but this idea was quickly denied because he had some kind of wonderful connection with these thunderstorms. No, it cannot be called a thundersea, it should be called a thunder domain, because this thousands of miles of waves seemed to have become his own heaven and earth.
At this moment, Tai Asan's sword flew up to him, with a length of about six feet and a golden dragon shape on its surface. Its momentum was like a rainbow, and the heat was like a scorching sun. On the left is the Flying Moon Sword, about three feet long, red in color, with a moonlight like luster that shines brightly, quiet and beautiful. The Star Chasing Sword is blue and three feet long, with a sword body engraved with stars like a mirror, and shooting stars flying by.
Three swords form a huge "mountain" character, representing heaven and earth.