A group of fierce warriors, with their feet on magic clouds and holding cold weapons, gathered in the sky outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Above the Prime Minister's Mansion, a curtain of light was as gentle as mist, but it shrouded the entire mansion tightly.
A big man in iron armor stood on the cloud head and shouted loudly: "Prime Minister Ye Fei colluded with the Heavenly Prison Dynasty to assassinate Her Royal Highness the Princess. He deserves death. Why don't you quickly let go of the formation and make meritorious deeds?"
There was no sound inside the mansion.
The dead soldiers in black clothes each guarded the formation, looking at the sky expressionlessly.
An old voice was heard coming from deep inside the mansion.
"Yun Su and Yun Tao only sent a few of you to the original phase? They are looking down on people."
The armored man shouted in a deep voice: "Ye Fei, do you dare to come out and fight?"
A faint smile came from the depths of the mansion: "I don't want to go on a killing spree today. If the Yunsu siblings really want to question Ye, it would be better to come in person."
There was anger on the face of the armored man.
The large formation below seems vulnerable, but is actually the most difficult to break.
Even a Demon King-level expert can't even think of breaking through it easily.
No wonder Ye Fei is so confident that he is still in the house.
The big man in iron armor turned to look behind him and said to the tall, slender silver-armored figure: "Please take action, master of the pavilion."
The master of Jingyue Pavilion, Mo Yun, looked cold, nodded lightly, and raised his hand to make a gesture.
moment.
Eighty-one figures flew out quietly and stood at the nodes of the formation above the Prime Minister's Mansion.
A formation flag appeared on Mo Yun's hand, and with a slight wave, a flash of fire appeared.
boom!
The flames were like swords, and they suddenly fell on the formation of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The large array of light rippled and only swayed slightly a few times.
The eighty-one Jingyue Pavilion masters in the sky also took out their formation flags at this moment, and used their magic power. Fires rose up one after another, gathered in the sky, and then split into flames and swords all over the sky, falling towards the formation below!
Mo Yun said nothing and commanded the operation of the flaming knife formation from a distance. The flaming knife light kept cutting, slashing at the prime minister's formation and consuming its power.
Deep in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The old voice sounded again: "Since Her Royal Highness is here, why don't you show up and say something?"
In the distant sky, a golden tent slowly emerged.
Yun Su sat in the tent and said calmly: "To this day, what else can Ye Xiang say?"
The old voice chuckled: "Your Highness, please don't be too confident. Just one Jingyue Pavilion cannot break my formation."
"My methods are not limited to Jingyue Pavilion?"
Yun Su said calmly.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, a white-haired old man appeared leisurely.
He sat alone on a large high-backed chair and sighed softly: "I calculated against all odds, but in the end, I missed a chance and the sacrifice was completed by Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"I wonder if Your Highness would be willing to help me clear up my doubts?"
The golden tent on the horizon has an extraordinary majesty, surrounded by a group of soldiers and palace maids, standing high above and making people intimidating.
I heard Yun Su calmly say: "Although I have been vain and treacherous with you and others in the past six months, I have not wasted my time. The background of my Hanyue royal family is beyond your ability to guess."
The white-haired old man smiled and said: "The princess sacrificed this time. Ye Mou guessed it over and over again, but he only guessed that it was the work of the late king and queen. Is this batch of sacrifices prepared for the queen to give to the uncle?"
After a pause, he shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not enough. Her Majesty the Princess may have found sacrifices from elsewhere and gathered them together to offer sacrifices, so that we can achieve today's great situation."
Yun Su stopped talking.
I saw a faint blue cold light flying out of the golden tent, circled in the air, and suddenly transformed into a hundred-foot-long hexagonal dragon!
It is the Nine Netherworld Dragon.
This giant dragon bared its teeth and claws, wandered in the air, spit out blue dragon breath from its mouth, and cooperated with the flaming knife array of Jingyue Pavilion to attack the Prime Minister's Formation.
One ice and one fire, under the combined attack, the prime minister's palace formation suddenly began to shake.
Prime Minister Ye Fei shook his head and chuckled. He looked towards the ground and saw the spiritual patterns on the ground of the Prime Minister's Mansion shining brightly, and the bright light penetrated into the sky.
In an instant.
The prime minister's formation suddenly changed, and the light curtain became extremely solid. Whether it was the flaming blade or the breath of the dark dragon, it could only stir up ripples in circles.
"Your Highness, I will not be able to break through this great formation without ten days of effort."
Ye Fei smiled leisurely, and then said: "At this moment, the army of the Heavenly Prison Dynasty has come knocking at the gate. I am afraid it will be difficult for my uncle to resist it."
The person stationed at the border at this time was none other than the second demon commander of the Hanyue Dynasty, his uncle Zi Mingqian.
Ye Fei looked at the golden tent, stroked his beard and said, "I would like to see whether His Highness breaks through the formation of our Prime Minister's Mansion first, or whether the Heavenly Prison Dynasty breaks through Hanyue King's capital first."
In the golden tent.
Yun Su's face was gloomy, an ice blue talisman flashed in his hand, and his eyes were cold.
Ye Fei continued: "The leader of the Heavenly Prison Dynasty this time is a master of the royal family, and his strength has reached the level of a demon king. Although my uncle is strong, he is still unable to stand alone."
"If Your Highness has a backup plan, it would be best to use it as soon as possible."
Yun Su was about to activate the talisman, when suddenly her heart moved and she woke up.
No, he is irritating me...
She looked carefully at the Prime Minister's Mansion, feeling something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell what the problem was.
She looked at Mo Yun, the master of Jingyue Pavilion, who was still commanding the blazing sword and light formation, frowned and said, "Junior sister, please accept your formation."
When Mo Yun heard this, her expression moved slightly and she stopped.
Yun Su walked out of the golden tent, wearing a gorgeous black dress that fluttered in the wind, looking extremely gorgeous.
She stood in the void, overlooking Ye Fei in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and said with a slight smile: "Is the Prime Minister Ye trying to extract the treasures obtained from my sacrifice?"
Her mind raced, and with a flash of inspiration, she suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "Ye Xiang, the Sixth Demon Commander Painting Saint, is in the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time?"
In the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Ye Fei was slightly startled, then looked complicated and sighed: "If Your Highness had not been a daughter, how could the Hanyue Dynasty be in chaos today!"
In the sky.
Mo Yun's mind was shaken. From the conversation between Yun Su and Ye Fei, she thought of something!
The sixth demon commander of the Hanyue Dynasty, known as the Painting Saint, is actually a figure who never sees the end of a dragon.
The world doesn't even know whether this person is a man or a woman.
I only know that this painting saint has extraordinary strength and mysterious painting skills, and he is an expert who has entered the Tao through painting.
Mo Yun formed a seal with her hands, and suddenly opened a horizontal eye between her eyebrows, looking down at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In the power of her bloodline, there is an innate magical power that can break through thousands of illusions!
It's just that every time you activate this magical power, it consumes a lot of money and you won't be able to use it easily.
And when she came here today, she didn't notice anything strange.
The Prime Minister's Mansion, the Grand Formation, and Ye Fei himself are all extremely real.
If Yun Su hadn't mentioned the Sixth Demon Commander, she wouldn't have thought about the illusion at all.
At this time.
A divine light shot out from the third eye between her eyebrows and landed in the Prime Minister's Mansion below.
I saw inside... it was empty!
The huge Prime Minister's Mansion was empty, with only a scroll floating in the air.
"this……"
Mo Yun was secretly ashamed. She thought her strength was not inferior to that of the Seven Demon Commanders.
Unexpectedly, someone used a scroll to hide it!
The attack just now was just a fight against the illusion in the scroll.
Everything you see before your eyes at this moment is the object in the painting.
It was just given "life" by the painter's mysterious power.
I heard Ye Fei sigh with emotion: "Your Highness guessed who the Painting Saint was based on just a few words from me. It's really shocking. To be honest with Your Highness, the Painting Saint is actually this old man who is a Taoist..."
The sixth devil is actually a woman.
Everyone present had such an idea in their minds, as if decrypting it.
Yun Su turned to look at Mo Yun and said calmly: "Junior sister, can you tell?"
Mo Yun nodded and said: "There is only one painting left here."
Yun Su chuckled and said sarcastically: "At this moment, Ye Xiang is probably on his way to the Heavenly Prison Dynasty."
Mo Yun made a secret with both hands, and countless densely packed runes flashed in front of her, changing in combination one by one, manifesting countless messages.
After a while, she said: "They haven't gone far yet. They are now three thousand miles to the southwest."
Yun Su looked surprised and asked, "Junior sister, you don't hate me anymore? I thought you were just going through the motions when you came here today."
Mo Yun said calmly: "Now, Jingyue Pavilion and the palace are both prosperous and destructive. Your Highness, it is better to pursue Ye Fei first."
Yun Su looked at her deeply and ordered the palace guards: "Pursue Ye Fei with all your strength."
"Here!"
Everyone agreed in unison.
A large group of people chased towards the sky at high speed.
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Southwest wilderness.
Skyrim.
A gorgeous ship flew across the sky.
Prime Minister Ye Fei was wearing a blue robe and stood on the deck with his hands behind his back.
Beside him, there was a charming and graceful figure of Snow Sari.
"Yunsu is coming after me."
Ye Fei looked far into the distance and his voice was calm.
The beautiful woman said: "This princess is really extraordinary. She was able to see through my painting skills in such a short period of time."
Ye Fei shook his head and sighed: "The reason why I saw through your paintings was not because of her strength, but because of the flaws in my words, which she keenly caught."
"It's a pity that I still don't know what she got in the Demon God's Palace."
The beautiful woman said: "My painting technique can only be used within three thousand miles. Now that she has seen through it, there is no need to stay here and take risks. It is better to leave as soon as possible!"
Ye Fei smiled coldly: "It's too late. The palace battleship's escape skills are far superior to this treasure ship... We will wait for her here."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed toward the void.
I saw countless streams of light swirling around, forming a teleportation array in an instant.
The aura in the formation flourished, and in a blink of an eye, a tall and majestic figure appeared!
The person who came was two feet tall, covered in armor, holding a giant ax in one hand and a bloody human head in the other.
The figure swayed, and with a threatening evil aura, he walked onto the building boat.
"Ye Fei!"
The person who came reached out and threw the head in his hand at Ye Fei's feet.
Ye Fei looked at it and smiled: "The dignified uncle of the Hanyue Dynasty has just fallen."
On the deck is the head of Zi Minggan, the second demon commander of the Hanyue Dynasty!
The tall man said in a deep voice: "I have broken through the barrier. In less than five days, the army will be able to sweep across Hanyue and reach the royal capital."
Ye Fei said: "Don't worry, now Han Yue is supported by Yun Su alone. If she falls, this huge dynasty will just be trying to get something."
"Your Excellency will see her soon!"
The tall man said coldly: "It's so good. Since she can escape You Mo's assassination, I want to see what this princess is capable of."
