"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree and sends out troops~~~~~~!"
"Roar~~~~~~~.~~.~.~~!"
The army of Da'ao rushed straight to the capital of King Yong.
"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree, not to kill those who surrender, but to capture the rebels and defeat them!" shouted the soldiers at the front.
For a time, there was chaos in front of King Yong's capital.
Some people are prepared to make a heroic sacrifice regardless of life and death, but more people have already intended to surrender.
"boom!"
Before Dayong's army arrived, a vigorous battle broke out within Dayong's army.
High in the sky.
"Hahaha!" Gu Zhengyi burst into laughter.
"boom!"
The eight Ancestral Immortals took action at the same time. At this moment, Gu Zhengyi suddenly withdrew his Heavenly Dao and allowed the huge power of the Eight Dao to impact him.
"Be careful!" Wang Jingwen exclaimed.
Wang Jingwen is still waiting for revenge.
In the distance, the faces of the eight ancestors also changed. I originally thought that Gu Zheng would resist tenaciously for a while and then arrest him again. Moreover, Wang Jingwen had previously told him that they must be captured alive.
Unfortunately, no one expected that Gu Zhengyi wanted to die!
There was no resistance at all, and the eight ancestors and immortals were allowed to attack together.
The eight ancestors wanted to take back their power, but it was too late.
Gu Zhengyi was enveloped by eight devastating impacts. At the last moment, Gu Zhengyi looked in the direction of Zhongshan. Looking at the huge floating island, Gu Zhengyi showed a complicated smile.
"Boom.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Gu Zhengyi was drowned in the destructive energy.
"No!" Wang Jingwen flew over frantically.
It's a pity that everything is too late.
On the dragon chair, Zhong Shan looked at Gu Zhengyiyi who chose to commit suicide in the distance.
There was no surprise on Zhong Shan's face. It was as if he had already predicted the outcome. Finally, he sighed slightly and said, "After all, you are still the same Gu Zhengyi!"
"Emperor of Heaven!"
"Emperor of Heaven!"
In the capital of King Yong, a large number of loyal ministers knelt down and cried as Gu Zhengyi left.
At this moment, the winner is the king and the loser is the loser, there is no one to blame!
Gu Zheng died one by one, and Dayong completely collapsed. The army of Dayong conquered the capital of King Yong more and more smoothly.
The few stubborn resisters were unable to make any movement under the iron hooves of Da'ao.
Wang Taowen flew nearby and searched everywhere for Gu Zheng's broken body. However, after searching for a long time, he only found a piece of clothes. It was gone. His body was broken into pieces, his body and soul were destroyed, and there was nothing left.
"Gu Zhengyi, you bastard~~~~~~.~~~~~~!"
Holding the only hem of his clothes, Wang Jingwen looked up to the sky and felt sad, not because of Gu Zhengyi's death, but because he couldn't kill him with his own hands.
"Sir!" The eight ancestors sighed slightly.
The eight ancestors cannot be blamed for this. It was Gu Zheng who was seeking death and could not stop him at all. At this time, he could only comfort Wang Jingwen not to be too sad.
On the other side, two saints.
Wang Gu led a group of ancestor immortals, and Luo Xingchen led a group of ancestor immortals, constantly surrounding and killing the two saints.
The two saints have been severely injured by Zhong Shan. Each saint faces thirty ancestors. Even the saints are a little unable to bear it, especially among these thirty saints, there are also tyrannical people.
For example, King Skeleton!
A saint overdrafts and mobilizes the power of heaven and earth.
One palm collided with the twenty ancestors, while the other palm faced the king skeleton.
Behind the king skeleton, nine strong men from the skeleton clan were accumulating power for him.
"Boom~~~~~~~~.!"
The saint's figure trembled.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The arm facing the King Skull fought to the extreme. Blood suddenly burst out from the arm, and the bones were broken. The bones of the King Skull's arm were also broken.
"The magical power of injury!" Wang Skull shouted.
The broken bones of King Skeleton suddenly recovered strangely.
"The Bronze Throne!"
The skeleton clan's throne suddenly fell from the sky and pressed hard against the saint.
A huge sickle suddenly appeared in Wang Skull's hand.
"boom!"
When the bronze throne was pressed down, the huge sickle suddenly cut off one of the saint's arms.
The saint's arm was broken? The thirty ancestors and immortals became more and more excited - Piao Tian Literature - and took action with all their strength again.
"roar!"
The ferocious impact caused the saint to retreat step by step, and his whole body was covered with blood. He seemed to have reached his limit in mobilizing the power of the world. After all, the time he could mobilize each time was limited, otherwise the load would be too great and he would easily collapse.
One goes and the other goes, the harder it is for the saint to exert his strength, the more ferocious King Skeleton's group becomes.
On the other side, the same is true for Luo Xingchen.
Thirty ancestors and immortals! Working together, their power is astonishing.
There is no way to the sky, and a large group of ancestors and immortals are surrounding you, giving you no chance to escape.
The two saints became more and more anxious as they fought, knowing that if things continued like this, they would fall sooner or later.
"roar!"
The saint fighting against Luo Xingchen suddenly burst out with extremely powerful power and broke away from the ancestors. He obviously used some kind of secret method to stimulate himself - Piao Tianwen - but the sky had been sealed and he could not escape at all.
Not falling?
"call!"
Turning his head, the saint suddenly rushed into a huge black hole below.
The unopened places in the Nine Palaces City Palace!
"You are crazy!" the saint who fought with the king skeleton screamed.
"This is the only chance!" the saint said bitterly.
"not good!"
Luo Xingchen's expression changed and he quickly chased after him.
"Time is forbidden!" Luo Xingchen shouted.
"call!"
Luo Xingchen rushed down. Luo Xingchen had great magical powers and was about to catch up with the saint, but after all, the saint was a saint.
"boom!"
Stardust fell from the palm of his hand, and his whole body screamed and shot into the black hole of the earth.
"call!"
In the blink of an eye there was no trace.
Luo Xingchen also followed closely.
"call!"
Luo Xingchen, who had just flown in, flew out in an instant, his body covered in blood and his eyes showing horror.
"Don't go in!" Luo Xingchen shouted.
The other ancestors and immortals suddenly stopped.
When the Saint who was fighting against the King Skeleton saw him, he immediately swayed and wanted to rush down.
But at this moment.
"Harvest in the apocalypse!" Wang Skull shouted, and his body expanded tenfold.
"call!"
The huge sickle suddenly split the saint in half.
The saint turned his head in disbelief.
"boom!"
The huge bronze throne smashed his head and the altar of heaven and earth into pieces.
The moment it was smashed, it was as if a habit appeared out of thin air and rushed into the body of the king's skeleton - Piao Tian Literature -.
This is the proof of the Queen of Saint Slaughter. The ancestors of the world are keen on killing saints just for this trace of saint habit, because it can prove that you have killed the saint. When heaven and earth grant the sainthood again, the chance of the ancestors of the saint slayer to obtain the sainthood will be very low.
will be the largest.
"Congratulations, sir!" All the ancestors and immortals congratulated.
"Congratulations to the King!" A group of skeleton clans said excitedly.
Saint? Maybe a saint will appear in the skeleton tribe? How can the skeleton ancestors not be excited?
Wang Skull himself was also filled with joy. After all, if he could truly become a saint, his status in Da'ao would be higher and he would be more valued by the Emperor of Heaven.
"Boom~~~~~~~.~~.~~~~!"
There was a loud noise from the sky and the earth, and then, suddenly, blood clouds filled the sky, and a large amount of blood rain fell.
On the other side, although Luo Xingchen also came to congratulate Wang Skull, he couldn't help but feel disappointed on his face. After all, the saint he was besieging actually escaped?
Looking at the entrance of the City Palace, Luo Xingchen's expression was extremely complicated.
On the other side, Zhong Shan also saw the battlefield.
The two saints were also killed by Zhong Shan because there were no actual saints in the underworld of Da'ao. Only by killing saints could they become saints.
"Where is that saint?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.
The Clay Bodhisattva closes his eyes, holds the Seal of the Wheel Palace in his hand, and his whole body is filled with black energy.
"call!"
The black energy subsided and the Clay Bodhisattva opened his eyes.
"I report to the Emperor of Heaven that the saint is trapped in the ten-hall formation!" said the Clay Bodhisattva.
"Oh? The Ten Palace Formation?"
"Yes, the Ten Palaces of Styx is a huge Feng Shui formation arranged by the ancestor of Styx. It is rumored that it covers the fifteen continents of Yin and Yang. There is a world within the formation. If you are trapped in it, you will be crushed by the formation of the Ten Palaces until
"Is there a way to rescue him?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.
"I can't do it!" Clay Bodhisattva solemnly said.
At this moment, not only the Clay Bodhisattva felt the formation of the Ten Halls, but the other hall masters of the Ten Halls also felt it.
Song Emperor Palace! Palace Master Lan!
Lan is also the Holy King of the Great River Holy Court.
At this moment, Lan was sitting cross-legged in the Song Emperor's palace, with the Abi Sword placed on his knees.
Lan could feel that the ten halls were about to open. During this period, Lan did not run around, but took care of his own Song Emperor Palace, and even his own Great River Holy Court, and did not take care of it for a while.
"Buzz!"
The Song Emperor's palace seal suddenly trembled.
"Huh?" Lan's face changed.
"Saint?" Lan's face became strange.
After walking out of the Song Emperor Palace, Lan felt it for a while.
"Abi Styx!" Lan waved his Abi sword.
Suddenly, a billowing black river fell from the sky following the sword.
"install!"
On the ground, a huge hole was suddenly blasted out. The huge hole was extremely deep and dark. It was filled up by the black river.
"Bang!"
The Black River exploded, and a figure suddenly emerged from the Black River.
He was covered in blood, his bones were dislocated, and he was extremely injured.
"It's not the City Palace anymore, ha, ha, ha, ha ha!"
The figure that came out laughed excitedly. It was the saint who had rushed into the entrance of the City Hall.
Lan looked at the saint covered in blood with a strange look on his face.
"I didn't go looking for it, but it was delivered to my door by myself?" Lan said lightly.
"boom!"
When the saint laughed, a black light suddenly appeared.
"boom!"
It was so fast that the injured saint had no time to escape and was stabbed through the chest by the Abi Sword.
"You, what!" the saint said in disbelief.
"I have long had the power to kill saints, but I just haven't had the time. Since you came to the door in person, I won't ask who you are! Remember, I am called 'Lan'" Lan said coldly.
"boom!"
In King Yong's capital, Zhong Shan looked up at the sky, and there was another loud noise. The blood rain from the sky became more and more huge, and layers of blood appeared on the ground.
"I report to the Emperor of Heaven that a hole was opened in the Song Emperor's Hall among the ten halls. The saint escaped and seemed to have been killed!" said the Clay Bodhisattva respectfully.
"Song Emperor Palace? Lan? How did he do it?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.