All My Disciples Are Kings

Chapter 1145 If you kneel down, how can you claim to be emperor?

Hongtianyuan is a place specially designed to train royal family members and sect heirs.

 Hongying and others were able to clearly notice this after entering the gate.

The entire hall is resplendent with thousands of luminous pearls hanging high on the dome, illuminating the entire hall.

Hongying and the others were walking in this huge hall, and they could feel how small they were.

 Look around.

It is covered with neatly arranged gold shelves, and the shelves are filled with various kinds of gemstones and porcelain that look like jade but not jade, and jasper and nectar, which are extremely gorgeous.

Hongying approached and walked around the golden frame to see ancient murals hanging on the wall.

The thousands of troops and horses on the oil painting, the generals of both sides and the kings wearing golden armor and dragon robes are lifelike. It’s as if he’s about to rush out of this oil painting!

Hongying seems to have been pulled into this mural, witnessing this grand war that has affected the entire world!

 The flash of swords and shadows are bloody.

It was the approach of Mu Fusheng and others that brought Hongying back to her senses.

The moment she came back to her senses, Hongying's majestic and imperial aura could not help but reveal itself.

Mu Fusheng pulled the red tassel and looked straight ahead.

 “What’s wrong?” Hongying asked.

Mu Fusheng didn’t say anything, and raised his chin slightly, indicating that Hongying could see for herself.

Hongying was also stunned when her eyes fell on the huge throne directly in front of her.

 The sides of the throne are inlaid with various gems. The light emitted from each gem is also different, and so is the aura. It is filled with all kinds of power of Tao. I am afraid that as long as you hold the gem that corresponds to the power of Tao, it will definitely have a multiplier effect on cultivating this Tao.

 Densely packed runes circle around the throne, guarding this supreme throne. At the same time, behind the throne is a huge screen, which is covered with mysterious patterns and four mythical beasts!

I'm afraid that the value of this throne alone will cause a **** storm in the high latitude realm, and even god-level forces will fight for it with all their strength!

However, what shocked them the most was.

There was an old man sitting on the throne. The old man looked majestic, although he did not reveal any aura of realm.

 However, the moment Hongying and others saw the old man, they felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression pressing on them.

 “Kneel down!” Suddenly, the old man shouted softly.

This feeling of oppression increased countless times in an instant!

It was like a series of mountains pressing down on them at the same time.

　　Not only was there a sense of oppression on the surface level, but the extremely rich imperial intention also launched an attack on their state of mind and soul!

Even Hongying’s pupils shrank suddenly and her body kept shaking!

 This imperial will is more powerful than hers.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification.

Within no more than five breaths, the dull man beside him knelt on the ground.

Even his body fell down, and he kept making painful sounds from his mouth.

Ai Xue looked a little ugly, her legs were shaking constantly, her body was slightly bent, she gritted her teeth and didn't want to kneel down.

 After all, as a genius, you are arrogant.

　　Normally people say that you should kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, and kneel to your parents.

 But Tianjiao is unwilling to kneel even to heaven and earth. He only thinks that one day he can surpass heaven and kill him...

Mu Fusheng was slightly startled when he saw the dull man being directly pressed to the ground.

 Holy shit?

If this is true, that's it. If it's just pretending...you can't pretend it better than me!

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Thinking of this, Mu Fusheng didn't stop doing anything and screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Hmm... In this way, there is no kneeling process, and it is not considered kneeling.

Hongying looked at Mu Fusheng with wide eyes, as if asking, what are you doing?

Mu Fusheng blinked at Hongying and said through a message: "I'm not strong enough. The old man was too strong, so I was overwhelmed. Is that okay?"

Hongying: “…”

 She was speechless to Mu Fusheng. This is so cautious that there is no lower limit...

However, looking back at Hongying, she is in the best condition among them.

Although his pupils are trembling slightly, his legs are still upright and his back is still straight!

It's just that the sound of bone friction will continue to be heard in the body.

This sense of oppression is constantly squeezing Hongying's body and washing away Hongying's will and soul!

Physical pain cannot change Hongying's face, as for the will and soul...

Since Hongying has embarked on this imperial path, how can her will and soul be affected so easily?

At this time, the old man on the throne shouted again: "You won't kneel down when you see me?!"

 This time the voice is louder than before! Even more deafening!

 The roar did not reverberate in the vast palace hall, but was forced into a straight line and went straight into Hongying's ears!

This voice that went straight into the ear canal kept echoing in Hongying’s mind and sea of ​​consciousness!

  Impacting Hongying’s soul and state of mind.

With this roar, Hong Ying's pupils actually dilated for a moment.

　　However, under the renewed concentration of the emperor's will, he kept his mind.

Let Hongying’s knees and spine that wanted to bend straighten again!

 However, Ai Xue on the side felt uncomfortable.

 The knees are basically close to the ground!

 A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.

As for the dull man, his whole body was completely stuck to the ground, and his face was pale!

Mu Fusheng took a closer look and thought to himself, is it worse than me?

That won’t work.

Hence, Mu Fusheng let out a cry of pain, let go of some of the resistance in his body, and let the roar rush into his body.

 Suddenly, his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

 Isn’t it worse than anyone else?

Who is afraid of whom?

Hongying has no time to deal with this living treasure.

 This roar caused the greatest damage to Hongying.

 After all, the old man was roaring directly in front of Hongying.

At this time, Hongying's face twitched slightly, but she still maintained a normal expression and looked up at the old man on the throne. She barely maintained a normal voice and said word by word: "I am the empress, how can I kneel down to others?" ?”

“Even if you are an emperor, even if you are stronger than me, this is not a reason for me to kneel down to you.”

 Hongying was born to be an emperor and walked on the path of a king.

 Once you kneel down, you lose your spirit.

 When this spirit disappears, the road to the emperor will be completely blocked!

"Emperor? Are you worthy of being called an emperor with your strength?" The old man's tone was calm, but it seemed as if he was mocking Hongying.

Hongying responded calmly: "Strength can still grow, and I don't think I can surpass your strength."

"What's more, if you only have strength and talent, but don't have an emperor's heart, and you have to kneel down when you are oppressed, how can you claim to be emperor?"

 Say it.

The oppressive feeling that was oppressing the body and invading the sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly swept away.

 As if it had never appeared.

 The old man's serious expression disappeared, replaced by a kind-looking smile.

 “What an emperor’s heart!”

 “You are qualified to inherit the will of Huangtianyuan!”

 (End of this chapter)