"Okay, the future Emperor! Haha, old ghost, what benefits can you do after you become that Emperor!"

Hu Daji congratulated Zhu Lingwu. Of course, what she paid more attention to is naturally the benefit she could get. The ice-type magic weapon flying sword that Zhu Lingwu sent to the Demon Prisoner Tower has now come to her hands.

Anyway, this kind of ice-type magic weapon is only suitable for her to drive it.

Of course, it would take Hu Daji some time to refine this flying sword, but she already regarded this flying sword as her own thing.

"I don't know, that's it, I just control a secret realm! Only when I sit firmly on that throne can I know it! Anyway, there are benefits, and you are indispensable!"

Zhu Lingwu could almost see the fox Daji, whose eyes narrowed into a thin line in the Demon Prison Tower, and used her pair of fluffy fox claws to touch the flying sword's greedy expression.

Fortunately, this fox Daji had not forgotten what she needed to do, so she quickly released the spiritual and magic patterns and swept into the Sunrise Hall.

After more than ten days of appointment, Hu Daji had already discovered the situation in the Xu Sun Real Hall. She also fired a light of inspiration at several places to detect whether there were hidden restrictions in this palace.

Unfortunately, there was a powerful spiritual suppression of the imperial power on this high platform. Hu Daji himself dared not come out to bear the pressure of the imperial power, let alone release his demon spirit slave to help her enter the palace to explore.

"Well, there is no restriction inside! The throne looks very ordinary. Old ghost, it depends on you!"

"Okay, then I'll try it. How difficult is this throne to sit!"

Zhu Lingwu felt more at ease after hearing Hu Daji's words, and then walked into the palace and walked towards the throne.

After walking into the Rising Sun Hall in one step, Zhu Lingwu suddenly felt a tranquility around him, as if his heart became very calm under the influence of this atmosphere.

Walking into this Sunrise Palace, Zhu Lingwu felt like an emperor who looked down on the other side, and he couldn't help but add a bit of solemn and solemn attitude.

At the same time, Zhu Lingwu also instinctively felt a little safe. So as his thoughts moved, the arcs around his body were condensed into his left and right hands.

There is an innate electric spirit bead in the Thunder ring in his left hand, which can absorb and transform this arc into innate electric spirit power, and the witch god hand in his right hand can also convert these arcs into the power of the witch god.

In the end, Zhu Lingwu held the Demon Prisoner Tower, which was still covered with a black cloud outside with his right hand, and stood in the Rising Sun Hall.

After looking at the throne in front of him, Zhu Lingwu really didn't see any specialness. He just felt that there seemed to be a special aura on this throne.

The imperial power, which had great mental pressure on Zhu Lingwu, was released from this throne.

Zhu Lingwu hesitated for a moment, but in the end he was unceremonious and sat on the throne. He couldn't take a thousand steps, but he was afraid of this last step.

Although he seemed to sit on it easily, Zhu Lingwu also took a hundred times more caution, and his butt was closer to the throne little by little.

However, Zhu Lingwu seemed to be overly worried. Even if he sat on this throne, there seemed to be no change. The jade fat that formed the throne was a little warm, so Zhu Lingwu would not feel cold when sitting on it.

But even so, Zhu Lingwu still felt that the throne was not very comfortable. He could only sit upright and cross his legs. Otherwise, he would not be able to sit firmly, and his hands could not be placed on both sides of the throne.

Looking down from this throne, you can see everything on the Chaojian Square. Through the spiritual light curtain below the high platform, Zhu Lingwu also seemed to be through a magnifying glass, and could see everything on the Chaojian Square very clearly.

I think that when the Emperor sat here, he could clearly see the changes in the faces and eyes of each servant in the Qing Dynasty Temple Square.

Looking out, Zhu Lingwu seemed to be able to see clearly the courtyards, halls, pavilions, pavilions, tiles and tiles in the Sunrise Palace ahead.

And the edge of the palace wall of the Sunrise Imperial Palace, but outside this palace wall is hazy, vaguely like the universe outside the sky, you can still see twinkling stars. This inevitably makes people feel that this Sunrise Imperial Palace is no longer in the Great Jin realm.

Zhu Lingwu's eyes swept around. Zhu Lingwu really suspected that this Emperor's Palace of Rising Sun was like a huge spacecraft, staying at a certain place in the universe outside the sky.

But Zhu Lingwu entered the underground waterway of the Sunrise Imperial Palace through the wilderness mountain, and then came to the Sunrise Imperial Palace. He didn't know whether this was a foreign space or the starry sky around him was just an illusion.

But when he thought that the wilderness he entered could not tolerate this huge Rising Sun Palace, Zhu Lingwu really couldn't tell where he was.

After seeing the scene around, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but use his soul to investigate the throne below him.

After all, sitting on this throne is just a superficial matter. The real successor to the position of Emperor is to control the control hub of the entire Sunrise Palace. Zhu Lingwu must find the General of the Real Spirit Flame Sun to hand over the control and let it truly surrender itself.

Soon Zhu Lingwu discovered the key point on this throne, which was the sun logo that guarded the True Spiritual Flame Sun.

So Zhu Lingwu's soul thought penetrated into the sun logo, and indeed Zhu Lingwu's soul thought seemed to have entered a white world.

At the same time, Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts also felt a burning smell, as if his soul thoughts had really entered a scorching sun.

This feeling made Zhu Lingwu very strange. Soul thoughts would not have this kind of heat, but now Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts felt burning in the restriction center of the throne.

At the same time, this burning feeling was transmitted along the soul thoughts released by Zhu Lingwu to the natal soul hidden in the golden elixir of Zhu Lingwu, which made Zhu Lingwu feel like he was hit.

"What's the situation? How could this be possible? Could it be that I was really cheated! Oh, it's getting hotter and hotter!"

Zhu Lingwu felt a little panicked. This was something he had never encountered before. He hurriedly disconnected the soul thought he had sent from his own natal soul.

"Hey, no, it doesn't seem to be hit. It seems that it's the special nature of this restriction. It's not hot anymore! This is really a troublesome thing. If you want to refine this throne, you have to withstand this burning sensation that directly affects the soul! But, what's going on?"

Zhu Lingwu finally understood that there was a special ban in this throne, which could directly affect the soul.

"Why don't you dare to continue! Since you want to succeed to the position of Emperor, you naturally need to endure the refining of the flames of the rising sun. As long as you can through refining, you can naturally find my existence. Then I will officially recognize you as the lord of the rising sun palace!"

Perhaps seeing Zhu Lingwu retreating, the guardian General of the True Spirit Flame Sun who returned to the throne spoke again... (To be continued)

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