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Nine hundred and thirtieth eighth, when Ying Zheng was furious, the world was turned upside down!

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    "Zheng'er, how dare you treat Father Zhong like this?"

    Lu Buwei was full of anger. He considered himself the prime minister of Qin, so it can be said that Yingzheng today was given by him, Lu Buwei.

    Otherwise, Ying Zheng at this time is just a proton still in Zhao State.

    "In front of the widow, surrender!"

    The majestic, unpredictable and unparalleled breath came down, even with the cultivation base of the peak of Lubuwe Yasheng, he was shocked.

    There is arrogance and domineering in this aura, and there is a grand ambition to put all the extremes and wastes in the palm of your hand. This is the king.

    "When a man is angry, blood splatters five steps. When the general is angry, his bones are dried up. When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses are turned upside down."

    "And when Ying Zheng got angry, the world was turned upside down."

    The dormant king finally showed his hidden edge.

    There is no divine right above the kingly way, and everyone kneels under the kingly way.

    Lu Buwei's cultivation was exuded, and the entire hall was crumbling under the pressure of his sub-sage, but that kingly aura was even more unshakable.

    It seems to be the center of the world. Even if the sky collapses and the ground collapses, there is still a pillar of the sky that stands proud of all ages.

    "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" is turning, page by page, countless handwritings are flying around, turning into a vast and incomparable torrent of words, rotating around Yingzheng.

    The visions are diverse and all-encompassing, from the refugees in the city to the officials in the court, from the farming women weaving to the bronze and iron casting, from ancient times to the present, all the scenes are opened on the pages of "Lu Shi Chun Qiu".

    At the same time, in a large courtyard of the Lu Mansion, there were three thousand figures sitting cross-legged, digging into ancient and modern knowledge, but they all woke up and opened their eyes as if they were inexplicably inspired here.  .

    One after another extremely powerful aura rose up, and the next moment three thousand figures turned into three thousand streams of light and rushed into the sky, flying towards a certain direction¡ªthere was the Palace of the King of Qin.

    "Worthy of being the top figure in the miscellaneous family"

    Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng confronted each other, and both of them were so tyrannical that they could not be described in words.

    Just at this moment, the hall shook, and three thousand streamers rushed in. Fortunately, Ying Zheng's hall was built big enough, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

    Three thousand streamers appeared behind Lu Buwei, and the light disappeared, revealing three thousand figures.

    It's that - three thousand guests.

    "Lu Xiang!"

    Three thousand people spoke in unison, and the voices overlapped at that moment, forming a unified thunder, which almost set off the entire hall.

    "Didn't you see my situation?"

    Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng oppressed each other.

    "Kill them for me! No one will be left in the bloodbath today!!"

    Lu Buwei ordered in a cold voice.

    "yes!"

    The three thousand guests all spoke together, and then looked at everyone in the hall one by one with serious eyes.

    At the same time, Bu Feifan heard countless noisy footsteps. Following his divine sense, countless black armored soldiers rushed out of the palace, and surrounded the entire hall.

    "Three thousand quasi-sages."

    What an appalling scene, no wonder Ying Zheng has been forbearing.

    At this moment Bu Feifan finally knew why Lu Buwei had such confidence.

    In other words, it is almost hard for anyone to believe that there are three thousand quasi-sages. Even in the peak period of the prehistoric period, it is difficult for a peak university to have so many quasi-sages.

    But Lu Buwei did it, recruiting talents has reached such an amazing level.

    Although the current predicament is erupting, the avenues are feedback, and masters are emerging one after another, but it will not be the point where the quasi-sages are all over the place, and Da Luo Jinxian is not as good as a dog.

    "No, the breath is wrong. Although there is a quasi-sacred breath, but the breath is unstable, is this?"

    Bu Feifan narrowed his eyes, felt carefully, and finally found a clue.

    Although the breath of these three thousand disciples is quite good, there is always something wrong.

    Bu Feifan came to a conclusion after careful observation.

    "The breath of the quasi-sage is good, but it only reaches the level of mana. This is forcibly raising the peak existence of the Da Luo Jinxian to the quasi-sage!"

    Bu Feifan was terrified, even so, these methods were shocking.

    "False quasi-sage"

    Yes, these three thousand disciples are all Daluo Jinxian cultivation base, otherwise why would they obey Lu Buwei.

    Their qualifications are limited, and it is already too late to raise them to the peak of Daluo Jinxian.It took Lu Buwei a lot of resources and energy, and Lu Buwei was even more bold, gathering 3,000 customers and exhausting all his energy to write the book "Lu Shi Chun Qiu", and relying on "Lu Shi Chun Qiu" when 3,000 customers  The link of the spirit, energy and spirit of the three thousand disciples is integrated into one, and with the help of "Lu Shi Chunqiu", a half-day Taoist work, he forcibly breaks through.

    Forcibly broke through the strength of the three thousand disciples to the quasi-sage level, although the price of doing so means that the potential of the three thousand disciples is exhausted, and they will stop at the quasi-sage level for a lifetime.

    But the aptitude of these people is not enough. If there is no Lu Buwei, the bottleneck of these people's life will only be at the level of Daluo Jinxian. That's why they are so grateful to Lu Buwei, and follow Lu Buwei's orders.

    Three thousand false quasi-sages, mana quasi-sages, although the combat power is not as strong as the real quasi-sages, but they also have an advantage that others cannot match.

    That is, the auras of three thousand people are connected together, which is natural. If you want to kill them, unless you also kill three thousand disciples, otherwise, these three thousand quasi-sages will be invincible.

    These people are Lu Buwei's hard work and his confidence.

    The three thousand guests moved, approaching Bu Feifan and the others.

    Wei Zhuang took a step forward and stopped Han Fei behind him.

    He held the shark's teeth horizontally and faced the three thousand guests coldly.

    At the same time, Han Fei moved, not knowing what he did.

    There was a sharp cry from outside the hall, and soon a huge white shadow came from the sky. It was a huge white bird, and then a stream of light appeared from the white bird and came from the sky.  Fall into the hall.

    Countless white feathers scattered in the hall, and a figure in white appeared amidst the flying feathers.

    "Baifeng."

    This is another hissing sound from the roof of the main hall, a roof tile shattered, and a big snake appeared from the gap of the roof tile, followed by countless long snakes that started towards Wei Zhuang and Han from nowhere.  Not waiting for people to gather together.

    A red figure fell into Han Fei's side from the hall. She was dressed in red and held a long red braid in her hand. She was very seductively dressed.

    Boom!

    Another huge figure fell in the hall. His figure was terrifyingly tall, like a giant. The moment he fell, the thick stone slabs of the hall cracked, blasting cracks of spider webs.

    A figure riding a giant wolf came across the sky, jumped a few times, and landed in the hall as well.

    "Quicksand."

    Li Si looked at the four people who appeared suddenly. Of course he was concerned about this well-known organization in the seven countries, but he never expected that this quicksand turned out to be the power of his former classmate Han Fei.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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