"Hey, come back."

Chu Rui turned around, not the body of a particularly stalwart but it was a terrible momentum that was unimaginable. With a wave of hands, just like wearing a robes, the sleeves were flying, and the momentum was utterly unparalleled.

"Welcome to the return of the Emperor."

In the forefront of the Wenchen, left-wing Li Si and right-hand Lu Buwei, military commander, the general and marshal Wang Hao and Bai Qi, first of all, excited to fall to the ground.

"Welcome to the return of the Emperor."

In the second row of the literary ministers, the princes of the princes and the princes of the princes, the martial arts, the generals, the monks and the monks, and then the worship, the excitement of the mouth shouted.

"Welcome to the return of the Emperor."

"Welcome to the return of the Emperor."

"Welcome to the return of the Emperor."

"........."

Rows and rows, these rates belong to the courtiers of Daqin, the most central and the most powerful courtiers. After the death of the first emperor, they still do not leave, the spirits enter the underground palace, waiting for 100,000 years, a hundred thousand years, and finally Waiting for today.

"All Qing, flat."

Chu Rui spread his hands flat and screamed.

"All the Qing, it's hard."

Chu Rui looked down at the row of casually a group of ministers who could be described as the pride of the sky. Now they are kneeling in front of themselves with the most surrender attitude. They can’t help but think of their life and death, waiting for 100,000 years, soft and low in heart. Sounds.

"..."

No one is up, they still maintain the most humble gesture of the five-body cast, kneeling on the ground, surrendering to him, surrendering to the only emperor in their hearts, and obeying the heavenly ministers in their hearts.

Chu Rui no longer insisted, turned, lifted his feet, stepped on the sky, suddenly turned, overbearing, his body slowly and low, sitting on the nine-day dragon chair.

"expensive……"

A screaming dragon screamed suddenly, and then a golden brilliance descended from the sky. Through the top of the pilgrimage hall, it directly fell to Chu Rui, who was sitting on the dragon chair at the front.

A golden dragon was lingering on Chu Rui's body, and the dragon swam away and wrapped Chu Rui.

Really angry.

"Hey..."

Space tremors, the entire temple, no, the entire underground palace is shaking.

Around the foothills, countless floating islands stopped turning, all of them paused, slowly turning, pointing the front to the Xianyang Palace, aiming at the Chaotian Temple, and then all the terracotta warriors, whether they were terracotta warriors or horses, The organs are all squatting down, kneeling on the ground, and in the lower, pits, countless soldiers and terracotta warriors who are guarding the outermost parts of the underground palace are also turning themselves to the center of the mountain, aiming at the mountains. The Xianyang Palace on the Shang Dynasty was aimed at the Chaotian Temple in the Xianyang Palace.

Waiting for 100,000 years, I finally waited for the result.

Heavenly Emperor, returning.

"The Emperor of Heaven is long lived."

"The Emperor of Heaven is long lived."

"The Emperor of Heaven is long lived."

"The Emperor of Heaven is long lived."

"The Emperor of Heaven is long lived."

"........."

In all directions, there was a sound of a tsunami in the mountains, and the earth was moving and the momentum was absolutely great.

On this day, they waited too long.

At this moment, the most powerful soldiers of Daqin, the most loyal soldiers, who entered the terracotta warriors with their own spirits sealed their self, waiting for the return of their own king, and fell through the erosion of endless years. The sense of sleep is finally restored.

How about the body of Tao Xun, how can I block that burning heart.

Countless tears, rolling down.

The spirit of the true dragon lingers around the whole body, and the endless gas transport is instilled. It is the Daqin air transport that belongs to the beliefs of the Daqin people. It is the Daqin air transport that belongs to the belief of every living being in every inch of the land of Daqin.

The black Kowloon robe was formed and worn on Chu Rui's body; the glazed flat crown was formed and fell on Chu Rui's head; jade fingers, Chaotian boots...

The dress of the emperor, the dress of the first emperor that I saw before, exactly the same dress, now all fall to Chu Rui.

Today, he is the first emperor, their king, their heaven.

Chu Rui closed his eyes and felt that it was from the upper part of the Xianyang Palace. It was located in the Chaotian Temple. The golden dragon brought by the dragon chair directly above him was infused with the gas, and the golden dragon was the whole world. The beliefs of all the people's creatures in the world, the beliefs of Daqin, and the products of the power of the airship condensed by the beliefs of the First Emperor, can be said that it is the air transport of Daqin, which is the embodiment of the First Emperor.

Constantly scouring, constant baptism, broadening the roots, opening up the sea, igniting energy, washing the ribs, and changing the bones, Chu Rui enjoys all this, which should belong to him.

The order of the heavens, the nine heavens, one heaven and one heaven.

In the eyes of others, Chu Rui only took a nine-step ladder, but in that short period of time, he experienced a spiritual baptism.

He, Qin Shihuang, the first emperor, is him.

In other words, the first emperor was his past life.

In the order of the heavens, when confronted with the illusory shadows left by the emperor, that is, his own past life, it covers the universe of heaven and earth, and the scorpion of the sun, the moon and the stars are synchronized with their present nephews. The legacy of the memory phantom is to wait for his arrival, to instill the memory, the eyes are synchronized, that is, the synchronization of the spirit, one step at a time, every step, his mind has a huge memory, swarming Come.

After the order of the Scorpio was finished, the illusion of the previous life disappeared.

From this moment on, he is Chu Rui, also Qin Shihuang, or they are originally one.

That belongs to Daqin's air transport. Only the first emperor and a talented person can mobilize the air transport. In his own incarnation, the air transport Jinlong, with his help, instilled into his own body and began to evolve himself.

The self of the past life, squatting and smashing, smashed the six countries with the power of sweeping the army, unified the world, became the absolute master of the human world, and then clashed with the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, and fought against the gods of the heavens, confront each other, and could not help each other. However, the heavens and the earth are not arrogant, the sages are indiscriminate and the people are the dogs. The shameless so-called gods want to use the human spirit as a threat, forcing him to promise the king to confront, but he is about to take the scorpio When Yu Jian was down, Sanqing actually inspired the ancient blood of the Pan Gu, the three bodies were combined, summoned the Pan Gu real body, and the sneak attack would hit him hard.

Angry?

Maybe there is such a small point, but this is only secondary, because, for the king, there is no meanness and nobility, only victory and defeat, no matter the method, only the result, he is defeated, it is so simple,