NOVEL NEXT Chapter 68 This Dynasty Is Under My Control
After the woman in black realized that she had made a particularly strange sound, she immediately covered her mouth with her jade hands, her face covered with blush.
‘What just entered my body? '
'Why do I make that weird noise...'
She felt annoyed and ashamed, but the warm energy that just entered her body felt really comfortable.
"Okay, I'm done touching you, go away, you ugly man."
Lang Zimiu curled his lips and chuckled, letting go of her waist.
Seeing him stop his hand, the woman in black immediately stood up and escaped from his arms.
Then he ran away in shame.
Looking at her retreating back, Lang Zimiu played with the taste:
"You can't escape my grasp. One day I will penetrate your tight and elastic belly."
After saying this, he licked his lips slightly evilly.
Then he stood up slowly, turned his head and glanced inside the room, showing a look of disgust.
Then he flew up and flew elsewhere. The man killed inside was not the emperor of this dynasty. He was probably a prince at most.
As for who the woman in black was and why she wanted to kill him, Lang Zimiu didn't care.
After another circle over the imperial city, Lang Zimiu finally found the most luxurious palace.
He fell quickly and walked towards the palace after landing on the ground.
"boom!"
He kicked the door open and looked into the hall.
There were about dozens of people in the luxurious hall, and they all turned around in shock at the sound of him kicking the door.
The air seemed to be frozen, and no one spoke.
After two breaths, someone finally came to his senses and shouted angrily at Lang Zimiu:
"Bold! Who are you? How dare you break into Shuihe Temple!"
Lang Zimiu's expression did not change at all after hearing this, and he still looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the seat calmly.
This person must be the emperor of this dynasty.
Then he was seen directly activating the God Emperor's technique under the glare of all the courtiers.
An extremely powerful and terrifying violent spiritual energy spread out and swept out in all directions.
What followed was a pressure so powerful that it was suffocating.
When everyone present saw this, their pupils suddenly shrank, and then they all knelt down on the ground under the pressure of this powerful aura, staring at him in astonishment.
The majestic middle-aged man sitting on the front seat was no exception. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Lang Zimiu in astonishment, somewhat unbelievable.
Lang Zimiu took steps towards the man sitting in front of him.
As he walked, he said softly:
"From now on, this dynasty is under my control."
His words were very plain, as if he were talking about a very small thing, but when they fell into the ears of the man sitting on the seat, they were like thunder, as if he had been struck by lightning.
His body trembled violently, and the look of shock on his face became even worse. If he wanted to speak, he couldn't open his mouth because of his terrifying aura.
Lang Zimiu saw that he was speechless under the pressure of his powerful aura, so he restrained his aura slightly.
The emperor, who was sitting on the dragon chair, felt his body relaxed a lot and immediately said in panic:
"who are you?"
Lang Zimiu walked up to him and looked down at him, feeling oppressive. The imperial aura emanating from him was much stronger than that of the man sitting on the dragon throne in front of him.
"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that from now on, I will dominate this dynasty."
"And in a few days, the entire south of Huaiyuan will respect me and Qiankun Dynasty Spirit Dao Sect."
"do you understand?"
The middle-aged man felt the imperial aura emanating from his body and couldn't help but swallowed, trembling all over.
Then he immediately digested what Lang Zimiu said, and the look of shock on his face became even worse.
The man in front of me actually threatened that the entire south of Huaiyuan would respect him in a few days?
The people in the back who were suppressed by Lang Zimiu's aura and fell to their knees were also extremely shocked.
But the strength unleashed by the man in front of him was so powerful, maybe he could really do it.
"Qiankun Dynasty? Spirit Dao Sect?"
"Are you from Spirit Dao Sect?"
The middle-aged man said with disbelief.
Their Shuihe Dynasty was stronger than the Qiankun Dynasty. When did the Qiankun Dynasty have such a powerful person?
The strength is at least the fifth level of Venerable Realm, right?
"I have very little patience. All you have to do now is get down on your knees and offer me your loyalty."
"The reason why I keep you is because I don't want to waste any more time looking for someone who can rule this dynasty."
"understand."
Lang Zimiu said in a deep voice, and it was obvious that he was already a little impatient.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow again. He tensed up every nerve in his body and became extremely nervous.
He also looked outside the hall from time to time, as if waiting for someone to save him.
Seeing his appearance, Lang Zimiu completely lost his patience.
Just when he was about to kill the middle-aged man in front of him, a spiritual breath of a strong man from the Venerable Realm came from the distance,
Lang Zimiu frowned slightly, turned around and looked outside the hall.
"Who are you? Our Shuihe Dynasty has not offended you, right?"
I saw an old man standing outside the main hall, gazing at Lang Zimiu with a frown, and said slightly politely.
He was practicing in seclusion, but he suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from here, so he rushed over immediately.
He was sure that he was no match for Lang Zimiu, so he spoke politely.
But the next second, he was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air.
His old eyes suddenly shrank, his expression revealing endless astonishment.
He knew that Lang Zimiu must be very strong and that he was no match for him, but he never expected that he would be so strong.
The courtiers and Shuihe Dynasty who were kneeling on the ground were completely dumbfounded when they saw that the strongest man in their family was easily subdued by Lang Zimiu.
Lang Zimiu stared at the old man in his hand and said coldly:
"I give you two choices, one is to surrender, the other is to die."
The old man looked at his lethal eyes and his lips trembled slightly.
Nerves were stretched to the extreme.
"Stop! Please stop!"
The panicked shouts of Emperor Shui He Dynasty came from behind. At this moment, he finally understood what the true law of the jungle means.
Since his birth, he has never encountered such a situation. The major forces south of Huaiyuan have always maintained a delicate balance, and the same is true for the most powerful Taihui Dynasty.
Therefore, he had never experienced such a desperate feeling as now, and felt particularly powerless.
The opponent seemed to be able to destroy their water and dynasty with just a finger, and all their moves and tricks turned into a thin veil that could be penetrated with just one finger.
Lang Zimiu turned his head when he heard this, and saw that the emperor of the Shuihe Dynasty had lowered his status, knelt on the ground, and stared at Lang Zimiu with panic and horror.