Chapter Twelve The Last Battle of the Underworld West Continent
"It's him? It's him!" Gu Zheng said with a cold sweat on his forehead
"Who is it?" Jun Tianxia asked in confusion.
Gu Zhengyi's expression changed for a while, and finally he said with a wry smile, "A character from the Small Thousand World era wiped out his entire clan, but it was a pity that he escaped. I thought he was killed by Zhong Shan, but unexpectedly, he went to the Great Thousand World incognito!"
"From Xiaoqianjie?" Jun Tianxia frowned.
"A top strategist as famous as Yi Yan, Shui Jing, and Xiao Wang!" Gu Zhengyi said in a deep voice.
The three saints were silent for a while, and at the same time they were all frightened. Are Yi Yan, Shui Jing, and Xiao Wang the same as this Wang Jingwen? Wang Jingwen is already so terrifying, how many are there in Da'ao?
"Emperor of Heaven, do you want us to assassinate Wang Jingwen?" A saint said with a strange expression.
Saint, being an assassin? In the past, no one believed it, but now Dayong has reached the most critical moment. All the saints have also let go of their pride.
"It's too late!" Jun Tianxia shook his head and sighed.
"oh?"
"At the beginning of the war, it is possible to assassinate Wang Jingwen as a saint, but now, there are dozens or hundreds of ancestors around Wang Jingwen. Can a saint be stronger than a large number of ancestors?
Besides, Deputy Commander Wang Gu and Mr. Shi, do you think they are afraid of saints?" Jun Tianxia said with a bitter smile.
"Moreover, Wang Jingwen is so smart, doesn't he consider his own safety?" Jun Tianxia shook his head.
"What should we do?" Another saint asked anxiously.
Gu Zhengyi felt depressed for a while.
"There is another way, but it requires an opportunity!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.
"Huh?" Everyone looked at Jun Tianxia together.
"City Palace, Feng Shui Formation!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.
"Huh? That Feng Shui array deployed fifty years ago? Was it used to deal with Wang Jingwen?" asked a saint
"No, use it to deal with Zhong Shan!" Jun Tianxia said solemnly.
"Zhongshan?"
"That's why we need opportunities! Our Dayong is a heavenly court, not a holy court, so Zhongshan is likely to come in person and have a 'king versus king' duel with the Emperor of Heaven." Jun Tianxia said.
"Yes, as long as Zhong Shan dies, no matter how powerful the lion is, it will fall apart!" A saint said with bright eyes.
Jun Tianxia shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Da'ao will collapse? Impossible. Even if Zhongshan dies in the underworld, there will still be a world in the world. Da'ao will not collapse!"
"Huh? What's the use of killing Zhong Shan?" the previous saint frowned.
"Let the underworld be in chaos for a while, and what we need now is to delay until Gu Yongheng comes out of seclusion!" Jun Tianxia said with a bitter smile.
The two saints were silent for a while!
The defeat at this moment indeed made Dayong feel a sense of humiliation that he had never experienced before. He was so humiliated that he had to wait for a while just to surrender to the ancient and eternal?
"Emperor of Heaven, this is the only way, shall I inform Gu Xuanji?" Jun Tianxia said.
Gu Zheng looked at Jun Tianxia and nodded dejectedly.
"You guys go down first, I want to be alone for a while!" Gu Zheng sighed.
"yes!"
The three saints exited the study. Gu Zhengyi sat on the dragon chair and looked at the rafters.
My name is "Fan Yipin" and I'm here to take revenge!
My name is "Fan Yipin" and I'm here to take revenge!
Gu Zhengyi's mind seemed to be filled with Wang Jingwen's voice.
In the Yangjian, in the sky.
In Tianyuan Pavilion!
A group of important ministers stood respectfully.
"The Emperor of Heaven and the Qin Dynasty have unified Huangzhou. At this moment, the troops are marching toward Zhongzhou!" Yi Yan said in a deep voice.
"Send troops to Zhongzhou? Hmm! Where is the underworld?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.
"The underworld? The Great Qin has not made any movement yet, but the Great River Holy Court in the underworld has expanded towards the East Continent of the underworld. The Great River Holy Court's behavior is extremely weird!" Yi Yan said respectfully.
"Dahe Holy Court? Lan who leads the Wu clan?" Zhong Shan asked doubtfully.
"Yes! Lan's movements are extremely strange, and it's hard to tell what his plans are! Lan seems to appear out of thin air, and his origin cannot be found!" Yi Yan said respectfully.
"Then keep looking!"
"yes!"
"In the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, Yiwei Que has become the commander-in-chief of the attack on Tianzhou. Under the leadership of Yi Lanque, Tianzhou has conquered half of its territory." Yi Yan said.
"The only remaining forces in the Yang world are Da'ao, Da Qin, and the Yao clan. There is no need to worry about other forces. The three dynasties will divide the Yang world, and it will only happen sooner or later!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"yes!"
Yi Yan returned to the queue, and the water mirror stepped out.
"Emperor of Heaven, the ten palaces of the underworld left by the ancestor of Minghe have been opened one after another. Just before coming to Tianyuan Pavilion, the latest news came that the ninth palace, Bian Cheng Palace, has been opened! And it seems that a strong person has taken over!" Shui
Jing said respectfully.
"The Bian Cheng Palace of the Ten Palaces is open?"
"Yes, now, only the Xizhou City Palace is left unopened. The other nine palaces are all occupied! Moreover, in each major palace, in recent years, there have been palace masters, and they are all extremely powerful palace masters. The Tenth Palace
All around, the spies from me and I can't get close at all. Not only me, but also people from all the major forces can't get close!" Shui Jing said solemnly.
"Only the City Palace is left. Is the City Palace open? The secret of Patriarch Styx will be revealed! It seems that this battle will also attract the attention of all the heroes in the world!" Zhong Shan said with concentration in his eyes.
Another ten years later. The underworld!
Coach’s camp!
Outside a main hall, Wang Jingwen, Mr. Shi, and Wang Skull came together from three directions.
"Sixty years of conquest, one continent, Wang Jingwen, I admire you!" Wang Shou said with a smile.
"Yes, compared to the underworld, your commander-in-chief is also a little faster!" Mr. Corpse said with a smile.
"You two are so ridiculous. I divided the attack into three routes. Jingwen's speed on this route is not as fast as the two of you!" Wang Jingwen said modestly.
"We were quick to listen to your plan. There is still one last territory. It's time to extinguish the Great Yong's Fire. When we meet the Emperor of Heaven later, you should take the lead! You must know that the Western Continent in the Yang Realm and the Earth Continent have not yet been unified."
Wang Sku laughed.
Shaking his head, Wang Jingwen said: "Sixty years? Haha, although the fighting has only lasted sixty years, the layout of the entire underworld's Xizhou has been almost a thousand years!"
"However, when the Emperor of Heaven comes here, wouldn't the defense of Changjing, the capital of that dynasty, be weak?" Wang Sku asked doubtfully.
"There is only the last territory left. It is a must-win situation. Almost all the ancestors of the underworld in Da'ao have withdrawn to Changjing and are guarding the capital with the prince. Don't worry!" Wang Jingwen said with a smile.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the main hall suddenly opened in front of the three people.
Zhong Shan, dressed in imperial robes, slowly walked out of the main hall. Ni Bodhisattva and several other ministers followed him.
"Meet the Emperor of Heaven!" Mr. Shi, Wang Jingwen and Wang Gu said respectfully.
Looking at the three of them, Zhong Shan nodded and said, "My lords, you have worked hard these years!"