"I heard that you want to destroy our Yun clan?"

When Zhiying appeared, Wulan ignored Si Zhi.

The remaining soul clone did not know what happened in Buzhou Mountain, but she saw Zhiying and Little Golden Crow together with her own eyes, and the burning sensation brought by the sun's true fire made her forehead still sweat.

So seeing her alone, Wulan was a little surprised: "You came back alone?"

Zhiying straightened his sleeves, raised his eyes, and said seriously: "You seem to be very concerned about my personal affairs, which is not good. It is especially bad to care about the things between me and him."

"Are you guilty?" Wu Lan did not hide her disdain.

Zhiying asked back: "I have never betrayed my friends, why should I feel guilty?"

Being criticized again, especially by someone she hated, Wulan's face became very ugly.

Appreciating the change of face, Zhi Ying raised the corners of her lips slightly and returned to the topic.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

At this time, Wulan felt a little relieved, which even diluted the shame and anger caused by the unraveling of those terrible pasts.

She raised her chin and said: "You and Chi Xiao colluded with each other to put the heaven in danger. You are so unfaithful and unjust, and everyone will punish you!"

Listening to this tone, he really sounds like a loyal minister who punishes evil for the king.

Zhiying couldn't help but smile, but the smile didn't have much warmth, which made Wulan feel cold.

She lowered her thick eyelashes, pinched her knuckles lightly, and said, "So it was your idea to lead people to surround Siyun Palace?"

"So what?"

Zhiying nodded: "Very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cluster of ice edges burst out from the cloud bricks in front of Wu Lan, and sharp ice teeth flew out.

Under the sudden change, Wulan couldn't help but change her look. She pointed her toes and swept back quickly.

On the opposite side, Shadow Weaver controlled the ice edge with one hand and pursued him.

The colorful dome light reflected on the ice tip was so dazzling that Wulan couldn't see her expression clearly.

But the rime forest formed by clouds floating on the terrace, the dense ice spines hanging under the eaves, and the ice spikes growing wildly under her feet all told her that the person in front of her was in a very unhappy mood.

Little Golden Crow also felt it. Even though the ice edges did not reach his feet, there was still a chill that shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Yes, Zhiying felt very unhappy.

She was accused of a black case, the people she admired were threatened, and her people were bullied. Everything made her very unhappy.

She wants to vent.

The person who complained is the best person to vent to.

So as soon as she said goodbye to the Emperor of Heaven, she immediately returned to Siyun Palace.

She just came back to check on official business as usual, and accidentally saw someone bullying her subordinates, so she just went back to bully her.

Nothing could be more reasonable than this!

Zhi Ying, who was aware of his reasonableness, pushed Wu Lan directly to the gate and outside the palace.

Snow is falling all over the sky and ice thorns are everywhere, making it difficult to tell whether this is the Siyun Palace of the Yun Clan or the depths of the ice fields in the far north.

Wulan knew that Zhiying was good at cultivation, but she didn't expect that her ice-condensing technique was so powerful.

In this realm of ice and snow, she couldn't even gather any of her divine power. She was like an autumn leaf separated from the branches, escaping with only the meager help of the wind.

And Zhiying was always a foot behind her, no more, no less. This made Wulan, who had just chased Si Zhi in the same way, feel extremely frustrated and humiliated.

More importantly, the gap between her and Zhiying is far greater than the gap between Si Zhi and her.

This is entirely a one-sided game.

In a short while, the terrace was covered with ice thorns, and no delicate peonies could bloom in the ice and snow. If Wulan took one step back, she would cross the railing and fall into an unknown place under the sea of ​​clouds.

Now, will she be defeated by another Yun tribe member?

Those eyes that are elegant and restrained without the need for detailed painting are filled with overwhelming resentment, as if they want to suck people in and burn away nothing.

The hem of her crimson skirt brushed against the white jade railing, and Wulan stopped.

It was not because of the restoration of her divine power, but because the vest touched a barrier, preventing her from wandering.

In her field of vision, the dome of light became increasingly intense, as if it was about to penetrate her body and plunge into the deepest part of the Nine Nether Purgatory.

Before the cold breath filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness, only boundless fear remained in his consciousness.

Wulan shouted in despair: "You dare to slaughter the gods!?"

Zhi Ying's eyes were cold: "Have I not been doing this all the time? Killing Kunpeng is killing, killing the leader is killing, so killing you is still killing? What's more, you are not better than them, so why can't I kill you?"

Although he was full of killing intent, Shadow Weaver did not take action immediately.

"How did you insult my people just now?" Zhiying raised a white cloud with his hand and cut it into several balls, "Is that so?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his palm gently, and small clouds formed an orderly row and floated around Wu Lan.

Wu Lan was surprised to find that the distribution of those fine clouds was exactly the same as the position where she had dealt with Si Zhi just now. Immediately, the divine power in her body was frozen into a ball, and even her hands and feet could not move at all. The cold feeling was like a mountain.

"You know formations!"

Zhi Ying seemed to have not heard her words. He grabbed another small piece from the edge of the cloud like dough, shaped it into the shape of a leaf in his hand, and then asked her humbly as if asking for advice: "Is this still the case?"

Then with a flick of his finger, the ice leaf plunged into Wu Lan's heart.

The frozen divine power was punctured and spurted out from the blood hole in his chest.

What kind of god is a god if he doesn’t have divine power?

"presumptuous!"

Wu Lan raised his voice, but his voice was as low as a mosquito, and it sounded unintimidating.

As Zhiying's arm pressed down, the confinement disappeared, and the person floating in the air suddenly fell down, leaving a low hole in the ground. Wulan lay in the hole in a state of embarrassment, like a red fox that accidentally fell into a trap while running.

Zhi Ying walked up to her and looked down as condescendingly as she did to Si Zhi: "Wu Lan, please see clearly, this is Si Yun Palace."

Yes, this is Siyun Palace. There are those weird formations that Luo Xia has created. It is very likely that the people in front of you can do them too.

However, she must not bow in front of this person!

Wulan raised her chin and gritted her teeth: "The crime of killing gods is unforgivable!"

Zhiying looked at her indifferently: "If I don't kill you, you won't be willing to die, so you won't get what you want." Then he threw the bottle to her without any hesitation, "I have got what I want, you

I will return my soul to you. The soldiers of the Flower God Tribe who are surrounding Siyun Palace outside, their life and death depend on you."

Wulan shouted: "I am following the will of the Emperor of Heaven——"

"Where is the decree?"

Zhi Ying interrupted her coldly.

Wulan was stunned.

"Ha!" Zhi Ying sneered and stopped looking at her. With a palm strike, the door immediately opened.

Outside Siyun Palace, many armored men looked at each other, pointing their swords and spears at the people inside the door. Among them, a fair-faced female fairy was not carrying a weapon, so she looked a little out of place.

Zhiying's eyes paused on her for a moment, and then he announced to everyone outside.
Chapter completed!