"Idiot, why don't you leave quickly?" Chen Changsheng cursed inwardly. The powerful soul power emerged from him and instantly turned into a phantom of Kunpeng. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the coffin-resistant man.

I didn't notice that Chen Changsheng, a small fish, had already escaped.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The Taoist Shenmu put away the tree soul and did not care about the place at the gate of the imperial palace. The face of the Lord of the Thousand Demon Islands flashed and followed closely behind. In his heart, he greeted Chen Changsheng's ancestors for the eighteen generations.

As the head of Qian Yao Island, how could he have ever been so embarrassed?

If Chen Changsheng hadn't been determined to move and dragged it into this vortex, it wouldn't have had to flee with him. The man and the tree demon had escaped for a long distance. Seeing that the evil spirits in the Imperial Palace did not catch up, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They stood in the darkness of a ruined pavilion and breathed heavily.

How powerful is the imperial palace?

Just a fierce soul almost forced it into a desperate situation. There were at least tens of thousands of such fierce souls beside the imperial palace spirit. The Shenmu Taoist just thought about it and felt chilling. After gasping for a long time, he turned his head and looked at Chen Changsheng with a serious look on his face, and said, "Young master, I have something I want to tell you."

"No need to say..." Chen Changsheng waved his hand, with a righteous look on his face, and said, "I have noticed when you ran away. No one saw your embarrassed look. Besides, there are only a handful of people in the entire imperial city who can recognize you, Shenmu Taoist. Don't be upset, so as not to breed the inner demons."

"What I want to say is not this." Taoist Shenmu clenched his fists and insisted.

"Then what do you want to say?" Chen Changsheng turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Not only Chen Changsheng, but also the turtle soul crawled onto his shoulders, opened its mung bean eyes, looked at the Taoist Shenmu without blinking, and his two small claws were rubbed together.

The Imperial City is very big.

A ruined attic is here, but it can only be regarded as a drop in the ocean. What's more, everyone's attention is at the door of the Imperial Palace, so naturally no one noticed that the initiator of the whole thing was hiding here.

"Young Master, can you stop being so painful in the future?" Taoist Shenmu gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Changsheng with a resentful look on his face, saying, "Even though you know that the monsters in the Imperial Palace are not easy to mess with, you are still eager to get up. Even if the entire battle in the Emperor Realm is a conspiracy, you can't tell Wu Qiandao privately, the coffin fighters and the others?"

In private?

Chen Changsheng shook his head, looked at the sky on the imperial city, and said lightly: "Shenmu, you have never attended a private school, right?"

"Private school?" Taoist Shenmu was slightly stunned, as if he could not keep up with Chen Changsheng's thoughts. The old face full of ravines showed a hint of confusion, and said, "What's that?"

"Read more can make people wise." Chen Changsheng turned his head and looked at the Shenmu Taoist beside him, saying earnestly, "You have never been to a private school or studied. You don't understand the principle of "making a single slogan, and then losing one after another, so I don't blame you. Now it's the best opportunity to destroy this imperial palace. If you miss this time, I don't know how many years you have to wait. Do you think that everyone's life span is like your Wutong Demon Clan, and it's calculated over millions of years?"

Taoist Shenmu: "..."

At the gate of the imperial palace.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The dragon submersion stick in the hands of the coffin resister transformed into thousands of phantoms and kept falling down. It was already the peak of the fifth level of the Emperor Realm. All the means were used, and even comparable to some powerful people in the sixth and seventh level of the Emperor Realm. As long as the dragon submersion stick is still in his hand, the evil souls in the Imperial Palace will not be close to him at all.

Whether it is a bird that covers the sky and the sun, or a beast that runs as fast as the wind and as fast as the lightning, as long as it is seven or eight hundred meters away from him, it will be smashed to the ground with a stick.

The more miserable it looks, the more miserable it is...

Seeing this scene, the face of the imperial palace spirit became ugly. It knew very well in its heart that these evil souls

Although they are all ancient remains, during their heyday, even among the ferocious beasts of the same level, it is difficult to encounter enemies.

Now, they are just some residual souls, and their strength can be exerted at most is at the fourth or fifth level of the Emperor Realm. When they encounter a person like the Taoist Taoist of Shenmu, they can still get entangled. If the opponent is a powerful man of the era like the Anti-Coffin Man, their cultivation and strength will be a bit barely enough.

"What's going on with the coffin resistance?" Wu Qiandao glanced at the old man in a secret alert and said in a voice.

Empress Qiong Yao also looked at him.

Even the hidden powerhouses who had retreated to the distance were now staring at the coffin-resistant man.

Only the spirit of the Imperial Palace, with a verge of blue face, looked at the Anti-Coffin Man with a ferocious look. The calm eyes also became fierce and resentful, and the voice became hoarse, saying, "An Anti-Coffin Man, if you want to go to the Immortal Realm of Heaven, I can help you. If you want to go to the Immortal World of Heaven, you will definitely not be able to bear the consequences."

Inducement?

Swish!

After hearing the words of the Imperial Palace Artifact Spirit, not only the coffin-resistant man, but also Wu Qiandao, Empress Qiong Yao and others were slightly stunned, and the expression on their faces became heavier.

"Why, do you want to open the back door for me?" The coffin-resistant man raised his eyelids and looked at the imperial palace artifact spirit with a mocking look on his face. A cold smile flashed in his eyes, and he said sarcastically: "Hmph, a mere weapon spirit, relying on the breath of the emperor, is it here to be a blessing. The breath on your body is left by the master of the Palace of Eternal Life?"

"Damn little beast..." Hearing the coffin resistance, even the name of the Changsheng Palace was said. The imperial palace weapon spirit had a little more resentment towards Chen Changsheng, and his face became increasingly ugly. He said with a humming voice: "So what? Do you think that with your little cultivation level, you can compete with me?"

"Is that?" The anti-coffin chuckled twice and said lightly, "One me may not be enough. What if everyone in the entire imperial city is added together?"

All added together?

How many warriors are there in this imperial city? Even the spirit of the imperial palace, I am afraid I can't explain clearly for a while.

"You have to think clearly when you resist the coffin." The face of the imperial palace spirit was so gloomy that water dripped out. He opened his mouth but didn't make any sound. The evil spirits who were already rushing over to death also stopped.

Even the coffin-resistant man put away his dragon-subduing stick.

"Is the message sent into secret?" Wu Qiandao glanced at the two of them, and his brows immediately frowned. He looked at the Queen Qiong Yao beside him and said in a voice, "Are he promising the benefits of resisting the coffin?"

"It should be, **史官网..." Empress Qiong Yao nodded, looked at the old man on the back of the Qingluan Saint Ancestor, and a look of playfulness appeared on her pretty face.

In the beautiful eyes, the light flashed constantly.

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Chapter completed!