Shendu Imperial City, Changqing Palace, and in the study.

The current emperor Liu Shu kept wielding ink with strokes.

The footsteps of the Inner Suit seemed very impatient and came over.

Liu Liu instinctively stopped, put down his brush, and looked at the door of the study.

Before the Inner Assistant entered the study, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the spy will repay you. All the seven major sects have been swept by the Demon Heaven Pavilion and have no power to resist."

Liu Yu originally thought it was a loss-making situation. No matter how strong Ji Laomo was, it was difficult for him to withstand so many masters. With Chang Yan, the ancestor of Duanlin School, taking action, fighting with his life, it was not a problem to seriously injure him.

The remaining disciples of the Demon Heaven Pavilion are not to be afraid.

In this way, the greatest threat to the royal family disappeared.

But, what does this power of resistance mean?

Liu Liu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Say it again."

The voice of the Inner Attendant trembled: "The spies will give you a reward, the seven major sects, oh no, all the eight major sects, including Yun Sect, were swept by the Motian Pavilion and had no power to resist."

After saying that, he almost cried, for fear that Liu Yu would slap a palm print and make his head bloom. This is not the first time such a scene has happened. The previous Inner Suspension seemed to be so dead.

Being with the king is like a tiger, and this has been the case since ancient times.

Liu Shu was calm and as calm as usual on the surface, but once it broke out, it was unimaginable.

"Why is this? Si Wuya and Yu Zhenghai went back?" Liu Xuan speculated that this was the only possibility.

The Inner Sushi swallowed his saliva, and a sentence that had been brewing for a long time was repeated hundreds of times before coming, and said: "Old Demon Ji, he has been promoted to Nine Leaves!"

This time, Liu Shu did not ask him to repeat.

Liu Liu fell into a dull state, as if his soul had been pulled away.

The study room seemed extremely quiet.

It was so depressed that even the air became heavy.

Breathing is also difficult and uncomfortable.

The Inner Officer dared not speak, and his body could not stop trembling.

I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Xu said, “How is the current situation of killing Jinlian?”

"Go back to you, Your Majesty... there are ten people alive. One of them, one, has begun to try to reopen the leaves."

"Okay." Liu Yue returned to the study, restrained his emotions extremely, and said calmly, "How is the battle in Liangzhou?"

"The Rouri people and the Netherworld Sect are in great conflict. Yu Zhenghai has already gone to Liangzhou. In a short period of time, I am afraid that there will be no chance to cause trouble." The words of the Inner Changshi said very smoothly.

When the words fall.

Liu Yu lifted his pen, dipped it ink, and wrote on rice paper: Yitong... The last stroke of the word "通" is raised upwards with a heavy hook.

call out!

The word "彩" seems to be alive, with golden light wrapped in ink, and flew towards the inner attendant at the door with seal script seals.

It passed through his head in the blink of an eye.

Liu Shu didn't look at the Inspector's Inspector, and only heard the sound of crushing fruits in his ears, and continued to make up for the remaining two words "Wanqi".

He put down his pen after he finished writing the four words "Unified All Races".

He said emotionally: "Come on."

"Here."

The inner servant's head was blooming and his eyes were wide open.

He didn't understand until his death why Liu Yu suddenly killed him.

Yu Zhenghai's Netherworld Sect has caused chaos in Jiuzhou. What does it mean to have no chance to cause trouble in a short period of time? Shouldn't this be a shame for Liu Liu?

...

Shendu is the most prosperous city in Dayan.

It is also the most informed place.

It's not surprising that Liu Zhi was the first to know.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, and such a big battle is even more impossible to cover up.

Soon, the news that the Lord of the Demon Heaven Pavilion was promoted to Jiuye spread throughout the Shendu, and then radiated to Jiuzhou with the Shendu as the center.

For a moment, the Magic Heaven Pavilion made a big splash!

Shendu, in a certain post station.

Several practitioners were drinking wine while talking loudly.

"From now on, Mo Tian Pavilion will become the largest force in the world, who dares not accept it?"

"It is worthy of being the place where I worship. If one day I can worship the Demon Heaven Pavilion, I will be happy even if I live ten years less."

"Take it down... You have no need to go to serve tea and sweep the floor with your talent."

Everyone laughed.

The practitioner's voice became very fast, and the people who originally supported the Demon Heaven Pavilion naturally became more supportive and fanatical. Those who originally opposed the Demonic Way were all silent overnight.

At this time, a handsome man asked:

"I dare to ask you, are there really Jiuye?"

"Brother, you are a foreigner, the ancestor of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, Jiuye undoubtedly!"

"Kill the golden lotus?"

"I guess it's not... The method of killing the golden lotus has just come out, and only a few people can survive. Ye Ninglian must be reopened. So... I suspect that he must have another way."

Someone echoed and said, "It's right, killing golden lotus is just one of the methods. I heard that some sects are studying the entry of the soul from the beginning and do not open golden lotus, but directly open leaves... Some people use medicine to bind golden lotus, and there are more and more methods."

The practitioners nodded.

The handsome man smiled and nodded: "Thank you."

He stood up and was about to leave.

The waiter at the post station stepped forward and stopped him and said, "Hello, tea and water total two cents."

The man was stunned, touched his pocket, and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, today is inconvenient, I will pay it back another day."

"Ah? Guest, so many people are watching us, we are also a small business..." The waiter said in embarrassment.

The man touched his body again, but it was still empty... A penny stumped the hero, and it seems that this is true now.

The waiter saw the sword on his body and said, "Why don't you put this sword here?"

When talking about the sword, the practitioners around him looked over.

Anyone with a little bit of eye strength knows that this is a good sword.

They also know what a sword means to a swordsman.

How could a swordsman let the sword leave?

"I'll pay for his money." An elegant woman appeared next to the inn and threw out two cents.

The man glanced at her and said, "Thank you."

It was also shabby to be a monk who was saved by a woman, just when everyone was ashamed of him.

The woman suddenly bowed and said piously: "Please accept me as my disciple, Mr. Second."

"..." Everyone was stunned.

The man looked gentle and said, "Sorry, I won't accept disciples."

The woman hurriedly came to the front, spread her arms, and said excitedly: "Little woman Qin Ruobing, I have longed for the Motian Pavilion since she was a child, and begs Mr. II to accept me as her disciple!"

As she said that, she knelt down in public.

Everyone was surprised.

"I remember that she is the daughter of King Qi Qinjun!"

"Is it her? Then this one..."

Yes, he was Yu Shangrong, the second disciple of the Motian Pavilion who kept flying back from Wuxian Mountain.

When I passed by the temple, I stopped and rested.

Hurry!

All the practitioners immediately lay down to the ground, trembling.

The waiter was even more frightened.

After thinking about it, I still plucked up the courage to take out the two cents I had just collected, and came to the man excitedly and fearfully, and said incoherently:

"The little one... yes, I don't know Mount Tai! Please... please... please..."
To be continued...