"The guests have come from afar, why don't you show up and meet us."
The ruler of the late Mahayana period spoke out.
However, An Qingli was in the Nascent Soul stage, and he only relied on the Immortal Mustard Seed Space to risk his life, so how could he come out to meet him.
Meeting is the day of death.
Or maybe he was imprisoned and used as an alchemy slave.
"Are you afraid to show up?"
The ruler of the late Mahayana kingdom exchanged irritating words with a hint of displeasure on his face, but he also knew that the other party was not very powerful.
The rebels should have come from the Bianlan Realm.
Borderland.
Bianlan Realm is a vast land with rich resources and has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years. It makes sense that it has some unknown trump cards.
In addition, there is a mysterious and dangerous jungle of beasts. Since a Mahayana-level Thunder Winged Tiger can emerge, it is possible that other Mahayana-level monsters can emerge.
Moreover, it is also a ninth-level monster that is good at hiding or earth escape.
Maybe it's a ninth-level spiritual beast that's good at hiding, or maybe it's a ninth-level golden-clawed rhinoceros that's good at escaping from the ground, or even worse, it's some Mahayana realm spirit body.
Mist spirits, wind spirits, and earth spirits are all possible.
It is because the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Jungle are unknown to the public, so even if it appears that the Wancheng Kingdom is obviously stronger than the Bianlan Realm, Wancheng Kingdom has no intention of using force for the time being.
Wan Chengguo's plan is that in a few thousand years, it will subdue its troops without fighting and directly bring the declining Bianlan Realm to its knees.
But first the Xiao family of the Tianyin Sect was wiped out, and then the black market was eliminated. Wan Chengguo's control and penetration of the Bianlan Realm ended here.
The leader of Wancheng Kingdom also lamented that he was born at the wrong time. He also lacked everything in spiritual roots, understanding, and talents, but he was only born at this time when his spiritual energy was declining.
For the sake of the country and the inheritance of our ancestors, we had to do many things against our will like our father did.
The black air is still condensed.
The king thought that the traitor was either hiding in the black air or hiding underground.
The grass demon respectfully accompanies the king's side, not daring to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing the black cloud that was frozen by the great magical power.
In the eyes of the herbal medicine, the black cloud remained motionless.
However, in the later stage of Mahayana, there are thousands of tiny dust particles in the eyes, which are still trembling.
The king opened his eyes, trying to find any abnormalities or flaws in the thousands of dust.
But it's easier said than done.
The king wanted to take action directly, but he was concerned about the garden full of fairy grass and spiritual plants.
If we really take action, this medicine garden will not be protected. How can we refine elixirs and ascend to the upper world?
The Queen and the Prince also want to try their best to keep this medicine garden, otherwise how can they advance further.
The more he cared about it, the more worried he became, so the queen and the prince chose to stay put. The king only responded with words and did not take action directly, but maybe he was prepared to show courtesy first and then attack.
An Qingli stood ready in the Mustard Seed Space, densely packed poison pills hanging beside her, ready to be unleashed at any time.
Under the gaze of the three Mahayana practitioners, An Qingli's plan was to destroy this medicinal garden as much as possible even if he could not escape unscathed.
There is no reason to leave such rich spiritual plant resources to our opponents so that they can have the opportunity to continue to grow.
The two sides faced off silently.
The little Pegasus only looks at An Qing's luck on the fence.
But the grass demon who accompanied the king was full of confidence. It was a dream to escape from the king.
I'm afraid that the people coming will not retreat. Once I retreat, there will be movement. Once there is movement, I will be captured accurately to minimize losses.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
The grass demon prayed silently in his heart.
But An Qingli refused to retreat and continued to pretend to be deaf and dumb. His patience and patience were commendable.
The worried leader had no choice but to speak, and said temptingly: "If you take the initiative to show up, I will spare your life as the leader of a country."
When he said this, the king wished that the other party was a brainless monster and failed to guess how much he cared about this medicine garden.
However, who is An Qingli? She is very smart. Even if the ruler of the country did not say this, she would have guessed that the three Mahayana realms were trying to avoid danger.
An Qingli can also afford it.
The silent confrontation continued.
The confident grass demon lost his patience.
"Report——Queen! Prince!"
At this moment, the commander of the silver-armored guards suddenly flashed to the sky above the barrier, knelt in the void, and made a panicked sound.
"What's the matter?"
The prince's expression turned even uglier. Tonight, disasters occurred one after another. What could be more troublesome than the bloodline of the Wu clan being destroyed and the medicine garden suffering.
"Yes...it was the theft of the elixir pavilion. High-level elixirs and spiritual plants were...all stolen..."
"What?!"
The queen and the prince were shocked, and the king was also furious.
"hateful!"
The queen immediately escaped and went to the elixir pavilion to investigate.
The prince stayed above the barrier, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The king was furious and angered the people in front of him who were attacking him. He took action boldly and used countless wind blades to kill the black energy.
He has the heart to be cut into pieces with thousands of knives and his body broken into pieces.
The black energy was trapped in a sudden circular barrier.
Thousands of wind blades were killing and exploding like crazy in that circular barrier.
The entire circular barrier floated in mid-air, and black energy surged in the barrier, just like a huge magic ball.
But there was no blood!
Could it be a high-level spirit body?!
It is most likely a high-level spirit body.
The king was furious, and so was the prince.
There was no blood, no wailing, and no resistance from the opponent. It was possible that he was not hiding in that black air.
The king was even more embarrassed and annoyed. Could it be that what he just said was just playing the piano to a cow?
Or maybe he has successfully escaped!
"Feng Yin! Bring Feng Yin here!"
The prince, who had always been gentle and polite, lost his composure and made a sound.
Feng Mar, with half of her cheeks sunken, was carried to this forbidden area of the imperial city.
This is the most secret place in the imperial city. If you pass by people from high in the sky or use your spiritual sense to explore it, you will die.
"Can the soul be found?" the Mahayana prince asked.
Feng Yin covered her face and looked at the prince who looked good but had black teeth. He raised three fingers and said with a cry of grievance: "No soul body was found, I swear."
"You really don't have a soul?" Prince Zhou Zhuoyan opened his eyes wide and stared at Feng Mar in disbelief.
Feng Ming was so frightened that she quickly and solemnly swore the inner demon oath again, and said firmly with tears in her eyes: "I really didn't see the soul body, I swear."
The prince angrily rolled his sleeves and said, "Take it to the queen mother."
Feng Mar was taken down and taken to the Pill Pavilion.
In front of the Alchemy Pavilion, there were trembling guards kneeling on the ground, as well as many alchemists and doctors.
Not long ago, a leader of the Tribulation Realm, who was guarding the elixir pavilion, brought down many people in the elixir pavilion and then hurriedly plundered the elixirs and spiritual plants accumulated by the royal family over the years.
Not only the elixirs and spiritual plants, but also two ninth-grade alchemists were killed.
After stealing things and killing people, he pretended that he had something important to do, went to the space node, and took out the forged holy order. After being hastily inspected, he was successfully released and left here to go to the Bianlan Realm.
The leader of the Tribulation Realm who was guarding the bandit came from the Xiao family. He first practiced orthodox music, and then secretly switched to cultivating evil music.