Chapter 1145 If You Kneel Down, How Can You Be Called an Emperor?

Huangtianyuan is a place dedicated to training royal family members and sect heirs.

When Hongying and others entered the gate, they could clearly perceive this.

The whole hall was magnificent, with thousands of night pearls hanging high on the dome, illuminating the entire hall.

Hongying and others walked in this huge hall and could feel how small they were.

Looking around.

It was full of neat and uniform gold racks, which were filled with various gemstones and porcelains that looked like jade but were not jade, and the jade was gorgeous.

Hongying approached and walked around the gold racks to see the ancient murals hanging on the wall.

The thousands of troops on the oil painting, the generals of both sides, and the kings wearing golden armor and dragon robes were lifelike. As if they were about to rush out of this oil painting!

Hongying seemed to be pulled into this mural, witnessing this grand war that affected the whole world!

Swords and shadows, bloody.

It was only when Mu Fusheng and others came close that Hongying came back to her senses.

When she came back to her senses, the majestic emperor's intention on Hongying's body could not help but show out.

Mu Fusheng pulled Hongying and looked straight ahead.

"What's wrong?" Hongying asked.

Mu Fusheng did not speak, but raised his chin slightly, indicating that Hongying should look for herself.

When her eyes fell on the huge throne in front of her, Hongying was also stunned.

The side of the throne was inlaid with various gems, and the light revealed in each gem was different, and so was the aura. It was full of various kinds of Dao power. I am afraid that as long as you hold the gem with the corresponding Dao power, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort in practicing this Dao.

Dense runes circled around the throne, guarding this supreme throne. At the same time, behind the throne was a huge screen, which was painted with mysterious patterns and four sacred beasts!

I'm afraid that the value of this throne alone will cause bloodshed in the high-dimensional realm, and even the God Lord-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 realm aura.

However, when Hongying and others saw the old man, they felt an extremely strong sense of oppression on them.

"Kneel down!" Suddenly, the old man shouted softly.

This sense of oppression instantly increased countless times!

It was like a continuous mountain suppressing them at the same time.

It was not just a sense of oppression on the surface level, but the extremely strong emperor's intention attacked their state of mind and soul!

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

This emperor's intention was stronger than hers.

Plop.

In less than five breaths, the dull man on the side knelt on the ground with both knees.

Even his body had already fallen down, and he kept groaning in pain.

Ai Xue looked a little ugly, his legs were constantly trembling, his body was slightly bent, he clenched his teeth tightly, and didn't want to kneel down.

After all, as a genius, he is arrogant.

Ordinary people say kneel to heaven, earth, and parents.

But the genius is unwilling to kneel even to heaven and earth, and only thinks that one day he can surpass heaven and earth and kill them...

Mu Fusheng was slightly stunned when he saw the dull man being pressed down and lying on the ground.

Damn?

If this is true, it's fine, but if it's fake... You can pretend better than me!

No...

Thinking of this, Mu Fusheng didn't stop, he cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

Well... In this way, there is no kneeling process, and it can't be considered kneeling.

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

Mu Fusheng blinked at Hongying and said in a voice transmission: "I was not strong enough, and the old man was too strong, so I was overwhelmed. Is it okay?"

Hongying: "..."

She was speechless to Mu Fusheng.

This is too cautious...

But Hongying was the best among them.

Although her pupils trembled slightly, her legs were still upright and her back was still straight!

It was just that the sound of bones rubbing against each other could be heard constantly in her body.

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

The pain of the flesh could not change Hongying's face, as for will and soul...

Since Hongying has embarked on this road to becoming an emperor, how could her will and soul be so easily affected?

At this time, the old man on the throne roared again: "Why don't you kneel down when you see me?!"

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

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

This sound that rushed straight into the ear canal continued to echo in Hongying's mind and sea of ​​consciousness!

It impacted Hongying's soul and state of mind.

And this roar, Hongying's pupils actually scattered for a moment.

However, under the re-focusing of the emperor's will, he kept his mind.

Let Hongying's knees and spine, which wanted to bend, straighten again!

However, Ai Xue on the side was not feeling well.

His knees were almost close to the ground!

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

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

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

That won't work.

So, Mu Fusheng cried out in pain, letting go of some of the resistance in his body, letting the roar rush into his body.

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

Isn't it a competition of who is more miserable?

Who is afraid of whom?

Hongying no longer has time to care about this living treasure.

This roar caused the most damage to Hongying.

After all, the old man roared directly at Hongying.

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

"Even if you are an emperor, even if your strength is higher than mine, this cannot be a reason for me to kneel to you."

Hongying was born to be an emperor and set foot on the road to the emperor.

Once you kneel, you will lose that spirit.

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

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

Hongying responded without humility: "My strength can still grow, and I don't think I can't surpass your strength."

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

After saying that.

The oppression on the body and the oppression invading the sea of ​​consciousness were swept away immediately.

As if it had never appeared.

The old man's serious expression disappeared, replaced by a faint smile that looked a little kind.

"What an emperor's heart!"

"You are qualified to inherit the will of the Imperial Court!"