Chapter 688 He is the true dragon emperor

Seeing this, the people in Beishan didn't know whether they brought out the madness and heroism in their blood, or whether they really received Xiahou Yongli's grace. They also shouted angrily with the secret guards: "No! No! No! No! Swear to protect the lord to the death! Swear to kill the enemy!"

The roar shook the sky, but it never shattered the dark sky, nor did it shatter the galloping horse hooves. In the face of this determination to die, many light spots suddenly emerged from the darkness, like a strong and poisonous snake, winding towards this side.

In just a moment, the originally starry light spots in the dark night suddenly became staring, and the shouts of killing and horse hooves suddenly became shocking as the light increased. The fire in the dark night rushed up like dazzling flowing water, surrounding Xiahou Yongli and others.

Everyone's eyes were heavy and their faces were slightly pale, but they were still calmly looking at the soldiers around them with fierce murderous intent and heavy armor. It is harder to break through such protection than climbing to the sky. Unless they have peerless light skills, they can only explain it here today!

Even if he was determined, the moment he saw the opponent's soldiers, a sway flashed in the eyes of the people in Beishan. It was a panic without confidence.

After all the generals surrounded them, the soldiers from the direction of the way automatically gave up a path. Then, a tall horse with snow-white body stepped on the ground leisurely and walked forward step by step.

Deyang stared at the fiery red cherry hanging on the horse's head, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. With the help of Xiahou Yongli, she walked off the carriage and stood beside Xiahou Yongli.

At the same time, the horse also appeared in front of everyone at the same time.

The snow-white Shenjun stopped and screamed twice. Then, a pair of big chestnut eyes looked at Deyang in a steady manner, as if they knew her, and raised their heads and shook their beautiful long mane.

The man on its back was wearing dark armor, and the long fiery red cherry blossoms on the armor on his head were flying in the wind, complementing the cherry blossoms on his head.

The man on the horse's back was like a god, handsome and extraordinary. His pair of moon eyes were as bright as lightning. He looked at the crowd in the audience with deep and coldness. The black armored red heroes set off his handsome face, noble temperament, and indescribable majesty, as if the sun in the dark night was dazzling. He was holding a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sharp murderous aura slowly escaped from the slight tremor and filled the entire audience.

Emperor Shang!

Many people in Beishan have never seen him. His deeds only existed by word of mouth. He was a man like Yama. Today, when they saw his true face, everyone was extremely surprised. In their opinion, the emperor should be the kind of middle-aged man with big intestines and ears. How could he think that he would be so young, handsome and intimidating!

He is the true dragon emperor, right?

When Deyang saw that he appeared, he shocked the people on the North Mountain and couldn't help but sigh secretly. He didn't know how long the people on the North Mountain had been surrendered and why the mind was so floating. Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked back at her people, but Xue Ling didn't care at all. Even if she was used to seeing Qin Ziyue, she rarely saw him wearing armor and the heroic spirit, but she was still the same as usual. It was obvious that her heart was completely towards her master. Looking at Zirong again, she was staring at Qin Ziyue with a little stunned, but she didn't have any obsession. She was obviously just shocked by Qin Ziyue's aura and the emperor's unique majesty.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!