Chapter 1118 The Power of Yanhuang Blood [1]

"That's right, how did you get in here?"

"The young master of the majestic temple came here uninvited and broke into the Yanhuang Palace, it's really ridiculous!"

"Yeah, what's the difference between that and a thief?"

"I didn't expect the young master of the temple to do such a shameless thing!"

Everyone raised their voices one after another, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"You are not allowed to say that about Young Master Jing! He must have a reason. As the young master of the temple and the future Holy Master, how could he do such a thing? Someone must have instigated Young Master Jing to do this, Jing The young master is amazingly talented, has outstanding talent, and has a cold and aloof personality, so there must be no one to instigate Young Master Jing, maybe I guessed wrong." Yan Qingya had a forgiving smile on her face, she looked kind, gentle, generous and decent .

What she said later naturally alluded to Mu Qianyue instigating Nalan Jing to trespass into Yanhuang Palace.

This not only belittles Mu Qianyue, but also imperceptibly elevates Yan Qingya, making her appear more gentle, kind, tolerant and virtuous.

The ministers of the Yanhuang Palace, the prince's grandchildren, or the guards and maidservants all cast disdainful glances at Mu Qianyue, "This woman is really scheming!"

"Yes! I heard that she is very jealous. She is the only one by Young Master Jing's side. She is the only one who loves and tyrannizes her, so she doesn't allow Young Master Jing to take concubines!"

"I really don't understand how Young Master Jing would marry such a woman?"

"Don't you know? I heard that Mu Qianyue is a great high-level alchemist! Her status is extremely noble! The blood pill was refined by her!"

"Oh, no wonder you dare to favor the autocracy so much, it turns out that you are relying on your identity as an alchemist! How shameless!"

Hearing everyone's scolding and insulting, the eyes of Yan Xia, Yan Xin, Yan Yang and Yan Huihuang were filled with anger, but they couldn't say anything now, they couldn't stand up to defend the reputation of the mistress, and the mistress would never make fun of her. They revealed their identities at this time, otherwise everything would be in vain!

Mu Qianyue seemed unaware of everyone's discussions, her beautiful face was still indifferent and peaceful, but Nalan Jing was so angry that his face turned blue, and endless killing intent surged in his purple eyes. Kill all my sons!

"Yan Qingya, your ability to turn black and white and fan the crowd is really amazing! This time we are here, not to participate in the Hundred Flowers Festival, but to take back everything that belongs to him for my husband!" Mu Qianyue's lips raised a touch of indifference The radian, the clear and sweet voice just fell into the ears of everyone in the martial arts arena.

Emperor Yan and Empress Yan's expressions changed when they heard the words, and their eyes sank slightly.

The ministers in the martial arts arena showed doubts one by one, and came to get back the things that belonged to Nalan Jing?

"What a joke, there is nothing here that belongs to the temple!" A minister snorted disdainfully.

"That's right, is it possible that you are still robbing here?" Another minister laughed with the same disdain.

"As we all know, Emperor Yan was the real descendant of the Yanhuang clan ten thousand years ago, the former god of war! However, he unfortunately fell ten thousand years ago, leaving behind the current Yanhuang clan, which multiplied into the current Yanhuang Empire. And the so-called Yanhuang Empire The Yan and Huang clan are not the real descendants of Yan and Huang! They are just descendants of a loyal servant of Emperor Yan for thousands of years!"

"This is why the blood of the Yanhuang Empire has been very low for thousands of years. No one has ever reached the perfect level, and the highest is only the eighth rank! Because they don't have pure Yanhuang blood in their bodies, how can they reach the level of perfection? Perfect level?"

Mu Qianyue's voice was sonorous and resounding, every word and every word was clearly heard by everyone.

Suddenly everyone was stunned, what? Isn't the Yanhuang Empire pure Yanhuang blood? Are they just the descendants of a loyal servant of Emperor Yan?

"That's impossible! You're just talking nonsense!"

"That's right! The Yanhuang Empire has been passed down for thousands of years, and there have been countless geniuses since ancient times. How could they not be the descendants of Emperor Yan?"

"Nothing is impossible. Thousands of years ago, Emperor Yan bestowed the bloodline of Yanhuang, the most loyal servant by his side, which made him have the power of bloodline of Yanhuang. Because it is the blood urea bestowed by Emperor Yan, it is not pure, but It’s also very powerful! That loyal servant swore to protect the Yanhuang clan for life, and wait for Emperor Yan’s return!”

"It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, and the time has passed. The servant was also waiting to be turned into loess, but he passed on this oath to future generations. But in this generation, everyone has obviously forgotten who is the real Yanhuang clan. Master!" Mu Qianyue's voice was passionate, and there was a trace of sharpness and chill in her cold and beautiful eyes.

"Nonsense!" Yan Huang trembled with anger, stood up from his seat, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty coldness in his eagle-like eyes, "Mu Qianyue, I, the Yanhuang Empire, have no grievances or enmities with you!" , you openly provoke the majesty of my Yanhuang Empire, this is an unforgivable crime!"

"Come on, take her down for me!"

With an angry shout, countless guards rushed out and surrounded Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing.

"With me here, who dares to touch her?"

Murderous aura surged all over Nalan Jing's body, and the pure aura of Yanhuang blood emanated from his slender and relaxed figure, like the power of the ancient prehistoric, and like a majestic and majestic mountain, rushing towards everyone, it was extremely terrifying.

Everyone turned pale, their foreheads were instantly covered with sweat, and their faces were pale. In the end, they couldn't help but their legs softened and knelt down.

"Plop, plop..." sounded, and everyone in the martial arts arena was forced to kneel down, even Emperor Yan and Empress Yan, who were on Majesty Dan, were also forced to kneel under this strong coercion After that, Yan Qingya is no exception.

The man is dressed in white clothes, spotless, his jade-like face is stained with a layer of frost, cold and bloodthirsty, his robe is windless and automatic, and three thousand ink hairs are dancing wildly, like the ancient god of war reigning in the world, unstoppable, unparalleled in coldness and arrogance!

Only the woman next to him stood proudly in a light purple dress, her beautiful face was indifferent, she was not compared to his aura at all, instead she had an aura of looking down at the world's bustling side by side...

The two stood in the center of the martial arts field like this, accepting the 'worship of thousands of people'.

Yan Huang's face was full of horror, and his forehead was already covered with sweat. This is the real power of Yan Huang's blood! !

It turns out that the Yanhuang bloodline is so powerful!

This seems to be beyond the perfect level!

Only now did he really understand that those who used to think that their Yanhuang blood was very strong, now compared with Nalan Jing's, they know what the difference is!

If he can get this pure Yanhuang blood...