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On a street in District 7.

A woman's face was full of horror, and her right hand kept grabbing the blood mist floating upward.

: "Son, my son..."

Just now, the child in her arms turned into blood mist out of thin air.

This situation occurs in various places in Beijing.

Screams, wails, echoes...

It broke the peace in Shangjing.

Blood mist kept rising, dyeing the entire sky red.

The entire city of Shangjing was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

The flower of death is blooming.

: "No, I don't want to die..."

Mortal people were like headless flies, running wildly on the streets, fleeing... trying to hide in the house.

As everyone knows, as long as you are still within the scope of Shangjing City, no matter where you hide, you will not be able to escape the devouring and devouring force of the Bagua Blood Sacrifice Formation.

The monk is also on the run.

In the Ming Dynasty Palace.

Qianqing Hall.

Zhu Yong, his queen, seven concubines, eight princesses, and five sons gathered together.

The space above was distorted, and a trace of power spilled out, affecting the palace, and buildings were being crushed into powder one after another.

The battle between the great saints and the strong ones is so terrifying.

Zhu Yong holds the jade seal passed down to the country.

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: "Father..."

The third prince looked pale and his body couldn't help but tremble, "Someone is going to the capital for a blood sacrifice..."

"I don't know how many people are dying."

"What should we do?"

Zhu Yong injected his true energy into the Jade Seal of the Kingdom.

The jade seal emits a stream of precious light, filling the entire hall.

: "The ninety-nine star formation is mainly used for defense. For this kind of blood sacrifice, it can only delay time. It cannot stop it."

His hair became paler and his face looked tired.

A few more wrinkles appeared.

: "I hope that other powerful people from Taisu Holy Land can come as soon as possible."

Zhu Ziyu turned his head and asked:

: "Father, His Royal Highness the Son said that the current King of Zhenbei is a fake. Is it true?"

Zhu Yong nodded.

: "I saw with my own eyes before that King Zhenbei turned into a white-haired fox demon..."

"Fortunately, Master Yunxia Peak arrived in time, otherwise, I might have fallen, and even the imperial seal would have been snatched away."

He stood in front of the Qianqing Hall and looked at the rising blood mist over the capital city.

Finally I couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm too weak, so weak that I can't even protect my people."

: "Father..."

: "Your Majesty."

The king is crying.

Weep for his people.

Crying for my own incompetence.

The queens, concubines, princesses, and princes all had red eyes.

: "Sister, you are right. No matter how powerful you are, no matter how rich you are, when faced with absolute strength, you can only be crushed, unable to bow, and kneel down to pray to the strong."

"Did you hear it? The people in the capital are wailing."

"They are accusing me of being incompetent and unable to protect them."

: "Father, I can't blame you..."

The children really didn't know how to comfort him.

Zhu Ziyue swallowed harder and secretly vowed to practice hard and become a strong person.

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Zhenbei Palace.

Chu Xiu was accompanied by Princess Zhenbei and her second daughter to an underground secret room.

One thing to say.

The princess of Zhenbei King is indeed very beautiful, with fair skin and a plump figure. Her every frown and smile can capture people's hearts.

No wonder, the Thousand Faces True Monarch is obsessed with it.

But at this time.

She looked a little panicked.

Just now, Chu Xiu came to the door and said that the real King of Zhenbei had been transferred, and the current King of Zhenbei was someone else.

At first she didn't believe it, thinking that the Holy Son was joking.

Until, follow him to this secret room.

Saw a man hanging upside down by chains.

She covered her mouth, tears welling up like a tide. She called out to the prince and rushed to save him.

Chu Xiu stretched out his hand to hold him.

: "Don't go there. There are Tao patterns on the chain to seal it. If your cultivation is too low, if you touch it rashly, you will be turned into ashes."

: "Your Highness the Holy Son, please save my father..."

Zhou Xinya, Zhou Long's second daughter, begged, crying so hard that I feel pity for her.

: "I am here to save him."

After Chu Xiu finished speaking, he walked forward and asked, "King Zhenbei, are you okay?"

: "You...you are!"

Hear his voice.

Zhenbei Wang Youyou woke up.

: "I am Chu Xiu, the Holy Son of Taisu. I am going to unblock you now, but it will be a little painful. Please bear with it."

King Zhenbei thanked him, looked at his wife and daughter not far away, and asked Chu Xiu, "Your Highness, how is the outside world?"

Chu Xiu made a secret gesture with his hands, and from time to time he would throw out a formation flag from the storage ring and plant it around the ground.

: "The person who pretended to be you and his accomplices set up the Zhoutian Bagua Blood Sacrifice Formation, and the whole city came to the capital during the blood sacrifice."

Zhou Long heard this, his body trembled and he became hoarse, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been captured, it wouldn't have developed like this."

Chu Xiu's face was expressionless, and he kept making various mysterious seals with his hands.

The formation flags were dropped one by one.

The chain that locked Zhou Long shone with blue light, and the Dao lines were slowly disappearing.

Zhou Long was secretly shocked.

As expected of the Holy Son Taisu, I am afraid he will soon become a master of formation.

The formation is stronger than the Thousand-faced Lord...

Time passes little by little.

There are fewer and fewer Dao patterns on the chains.

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To be continued...