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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth you may bear its weight?(2/2)

Wu You, who was following the emperor Ji Yan, was stunned and looked at the emperor in front of him with some disbelief, looking shocked, completely unable to understand what the emperor wanted to say?

Except for Qin Heng, everyone else didn't understand, and they all looked at Ji Yan with great confusion.

"Then I should bear the weight of the country and the country, the nine tripods." Qin Heng nodded slightly, and had a strange tacit understanding with the emperor, which shocked others.

What's going on??

"Then I will take a look."

Ji Yan suddenly pulled out Wu You's sword beside him and put it on his neck. His eyes were cold and he sneered: "The fortune of Jiuzhou, the emperor's honor, the country for eight hundred years, the will of the thirty-seven generations of kings, you

Can you bear the weight!!!”

Just finished speaking

The sword light flashed, Ji Yan's head flew up, and blood gushed, as if he was practicing, dyeing the sky red, the Great Sage fell, the world was sad, and the laws seemed to be crying!!

Boom!

The sky and the earth are dark, like night, and then thunder sounds and heavy rain is pouring!

But Ji Yan's soul was not not in his body. Just as his head flew up, the ancestral temple in the royal city of Zongzhou suddenly shone brightly, and thirty rays of light rose into the sky!!

The king's aura exploded, and it was like the thirty-seven generations of kings of the Zhou Dynasty arrived at the same time in eight hundred years, causing everything in the world to stagnate!!

As early as when Ji Yan was in the ancestral temple, he had already placed his soul and sacrificed his blood to himself, awakening the power of 800 years of sacrifice, and gathering one of the thirty-seven generations of kings, including himself!
Chapter completed!
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