The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

woohoo hoo...

The wind was howling violently, and throughout the territory of the Great Qin Dynasty, the people raised their heads and looked towards the sky above the Great Qin Dynasty, and saw a dragon shadow gradually condensing.

Qin Zheng stood on the Immortal Execution Platform, his black and gold robe with dragon patterns swaying in the wind, the black sword in his hand raised high.

Silver-white lightning continued to condense, and the spiritual power and luck of the entire Qin Dynasty were continuously swallowed and absorbed by the dark night sky like a huge palm.

"Too deceiving!"

Bai Yuan from the General's Mansion had a ferocious face, holding a spear, and spiritual power emanating from his body. Feeling the loss of the fortune and spiritual power of the Qin Dynasty, he gritted his teeth tightly.

As a great general of the Qin Dynasty, he knew very well that luck was the foundation of a dynasty. Once the luck was completely devoured, it would be like cutting off the fuel from under the cauldron.

What's more, that pitch-black giant hand not only devoured the luck, but also madly absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth of the Great Qin Dynasty.

"One day, if I can lead a large army to the Immortal Buddha Realm, I will massacre all of you so-called Buddhas and immortals."

A terrifying murderous intent emanated from Bai Yuan's body, and his eyes suddenly stared at the Immortal Execution Platform in the direction of the imperial palace. The silver lightning and the dragon shadow actually merged into one.

The next moment, he felt that all the spiritual power in his body was gathering towards the sky above Xianyang City. Feeling this terrifying aura, he did not resist, but was excited. He knew what the emperor wanted to do? He must let the high and mighty gods in the immortal world know that Jiuzhou is not easy to bully.

woohoo hoo...

Qin Zheng's eyes were determined, he held the pitch-black sword tightly, letting the lightning bombard the sword. He stood on the Immortal Execution Platform and slowly stood in the air.

……

A white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back. He disappeared from the valley and appeared in the sky. He had wrinkles on his brows and was wearing a gray-white robe. His eyes flickered as he looked towards the east of Jiuzhou. He frowned slightly and murmured, "Although I didn't like that kid very much over the years, I have to sigh that he is very courageous!"

"I admire Qin Zheng very much."

Confucius appeared in the sky of Jiuzhou, and there were two figures. One was wearing a black robe, with short hair, a fat head and big ears. The other was thin, but wearing a pure white robe, with very long hair that was draped all the way to the waist.

The person who spoke was a man in a black robe, his name was Arnold, and the man in a white robe next to him was called A Yao, and the two of them were almost inseparable.

Normally, they are in various secret places in Kyushu, traveling and sightseeing, or it would be more appropriate to say that they are sleeping and keeping healthy. They will only appear when Confucius appears.

They were both Confucius' earliest students, and the only two of his students who were still alive in Kyushu. Confucius couldn't remember how many students he had taught, but he only knew that the two of them lived for a long time.

"Master, the Great Free Buddha is going a bit too far. He seems to want to destroy the Qin Dynasty. Why don't you teach him a lesson?" A Yao, who was wearing a white robe, spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Do you think your teacher is a hands-on person?"

Confucius' white beard fluttered in the wind. He had white hair, a white beard, and a gray-white robe. He looked like a god standing there.

"Don't make a fuss if you can take action. That bald donkey Da Zi used to carry my shoes, but I thought he was dirty." Arnold's black robe fluttered, and spiritual energy flowed throughout his body, unfathomable, and the entire void was slightly distorted.

"What Arnold said makes some sense."

Confucius nodded thoughtfully, thinking that what Arnold said made sense.

"Great Buddha, you have crossed the line!"

Immediately afterwards, an old and desolate voice resounded through the dark night sky, but only the powerful immortals on land could hear this voice.

"Master...it's Master..."

"The Master is still alive..."

"The Master has taken action..."

Throughout Kyushu, there are many land gods in many places. They do not care about worldly affairs, but they must respect the Master, just because he is the umbrella of protection for Kyushu.

Inside the Buddhist temple of the world of immortals and Buddhas, Mahadeva Buddha sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his whole body bathed in golden Buddha light. He was performing a Buddhist salute with one hand, and a phantom shadow was emanating from the other hand.

The voice of Confucius came to my ears, with a calm expression.

Before he could react, a loud shout came like a bolt from the blue.

"roll!"

"I am invincible in Kyushu!"

A terrifying aura burst out from Confucius' body, and the moment the word "get out" came out of his mouth, the void trembled, and rays of Buddha's light were dispersed.

"Ok?"

The originally calm face of the Great Freedom Buddha suddenly turned pale. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with surprise and astonishment, and he felt the blood surging throughout his body.

"Has this old man's cultivation become stronger again?"

He never expected that Confucius was so old. Under normal circumstances, he should have ascended to heaven long ago and had been dead for many years.

But his life in Jiuzhou is getting better and better, and his cultivation is improving day by day.

"Zhantian!"

Above the city of Xianyang, Qin Zheng, who was standing on the Immortal Execution Platform, roared loudly, holding a pitch-black sword in his hand. A giant dragon spanning tens of thousands of miles condensed in the sky above the entire Qin Dynasty.

Qin Zheng raised his sword, and the giant dragon, with powerful momentum, tore through the void, like a giant sword, and really slashed towards the sky.

Above the Great Qin Dynasty, those auras that were originally madly devouring spiritual power and luck felt that terrifying aura and were attacked.

Everyone's face changed drastically. They never expected that an emperor who was just a grandmaster could actually burst out with such terrifying fighting power.

"Humph! If it weren't for that old Confucius, I would have made you suffer."

The Great Freedom Buddha did not expect that Qin Zheng would waste so much luck just to kill the sky.

But he did not dare to continue attacking. He was very clear about Confucius' strength. If he dared to attack, he was not sure he could defeat Confucius within the scope of Jiuzhou.

Ahhh...

Long live Your Majesty!

The people of the entire Qin Dynasty, feeling the aura that was originally absorbing luck and spiritual power, all disappeared as the shadow of the giant dragon and giant sword slashed out.

Everyone began to cheer and shout "Long live the city!", and shouts of "Long live the city!" resounded throughout the sky above Xianyang City. Golden dragons of luck continued to condense, becoming even more powerful than before.

puff!

On the Immortal Execution Platform, Qin Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he fell backwards. The Clay Buddha hurried forward, supported Qin Zheng, and sent spiritual power to Qin Zheng's body.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Qin Zheng put down the giant sword, took a deep breath, and shook his head: "One day, I will lead the people of the Great Qin Dynasty to break through the world of immortals and Buddhas!"