In the pouring rain, a sword with cold light stood out.
Tens of thousands of pairs of fierce eyes focused on Ye Chen, forming an invisible oppression.
Looking at this solemn imperial palace, Ye Chen's eyes were filled with chills.
Ignoring the warnings from Daqian soldiers, Ye Chen stepped out and walked towards the imperial palace.
Seeing this, the faces of many Daqian soldiers immediately showed expressions of ridicule. Throughout the ages, anyone who breaks into the imperial palace without the emperor's permission must die!
"Take action!" A general said coldly, and his raised right hand suddenly came down.
Whoosh! A series of snake-like sword lights swam out, and the majestic sword intent criss-crossed together.
Staring at the sword light roaring in the sky, Ye Chen slowly exhaled, and suddenly waved his right hand forward, and the dripping rain stopped one after another.
Just when the sword light was about to touch Ye Chen, these raindrops rolled out and hit the Daqian soldiers between their eyebrows with perfect accuracy.
A stream of blood light suddenly appeared, and this seemingly harmless rainwater was like a sword. Wherever it dripped, a striking blood hole appeared, and a column of blood spattered.
As if being hit by a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms, the figures retreated backwards. The splashing blood pillars dyed the rainwater red, and a bloody rain seemed to float from the sky and the earth.
On top of the tall and formidable city tower, countless dull eyes looked at the scene in front of them.
Ye Chen raised his eyes, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes swept across the soldiers on the tower, and continued walking forward without any words.
Looking at this scene, the eyes of many soldiers were dull.
The breeze was mixed with moisture and hit everyone's faces. Everyone immediately felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet. Before they could react, tens of thousands of vivid ice sculptures appeared again.
It was dead silent except for the sound of rain.
Looking at the empty door, Ye Chen turned his back to Wuming and said, "Let's go!"
Marquis Anyang looked around at the ice sculptures and sneered again and again, leaving you at ease for a moment. After a while, my emperor will personally take action to see how you can resist.
Hong Lei frowned, and then relaxed his eyebrows. A smile flashed across his eyes filled with thunderous light. The envoy from Yanzhao came to visit today, so the envoy from Yanzhao should also be in the imperial palace at this moment.
Immortal music curled up, accompanied by deep screams.
The majestic momentum of the Daqian Emperor's Palace permeates the sky, and there are even more restrictions within the palace.
But these restrictions were like a mere fiction in front of Ye Chen. The rules of heaven and earth were like swords, destroying them like rotten bones. After hearing the news, all the soldiers who came from the army turned into ice sculptures. In the rain, the ice sculptures were filled with cold air. .
In the splendid palace, there was singing and dancing, and the laughter of the Daqian Emperor could be heard from time to time.
All civil and military officials paid tribute to Emperor Daqian one after another. Words of praise were heard endlessly.
Emperor Daqian sometimes lowered his head and whispered to Jing Ziyun and others, and sometimes spoke loudly and laughed happily.
The officers and soldiers of Daqian standing outside the palace swept their eyes towards the palace and fell on the dancing lady. They couldn't bear to leave.
Suddenly, a young soldier shuddered, curled up slightly, and cursed in a low voice: "What the hell, it was sunny before, and suddenly it started to rain!"
The young soldier reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He raised his head and looked at the slightly hazy sky. His eyes instantly became glazed over, as if he had seen a ghost. He pointed to the sky and said in horror: "Blood, blood rain!"
The young soldier's frightened voice immediately attracted the attention of others, who all raised their heads to look at such a strange rain.
The heavy rain poured down, the blood was terrible, dyeing the entire sky a dark red.
Sparse screams came from the rain, making people's hair stand on end.
In the palace, the cold wind quietly entered the palace through the bead curtains, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
The drunken civil and military officials did not notice the smell of blood, not even the Emperor Daqian. Instead, they talked boastfully with Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu.
"Report!" Outside the palace, the young soldier who first noticed the unusual rain suddenly rushed into the palace with a panicked expression. He ignored the usual etiquette and went straight to the Daqian Emperor.
The singing and dancing were immediately interrupted, and the dancing ladies dispersed. The young soldiers knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Emperor Daqian, and said in a panic: "My emperor, something has happened, it is raining blood outside!"
Rain of blood? Many officials frowned, and their drunkenness dissipated a lot.
"Rain of blood?" The wine glass placed on his lips was in vain, and the Daqian Emperor frowned. He was about to blame the soldier for being reckless and disrespectful. However, as the singing and dancing in the palace stopped, there was a faint sound outside the palace. However, sparse screams came, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar. Boom! Boom! Evil winds rolled in, lifting bead curtains all over the wall, and scarlet rain sprinkled all over the hall.
Blood! The whole palace was in vain. All the eyes in the palace were looking towards the outside of the palace, even Emperor Daqian, Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu were the same.
Under the dark red sky, droplets of blood as big as beans fell down.
Looking at this scene, the eyes of all the civil and military officials shrank, as did the soldiers of Yan and Zhao. They had never seen such a strange scene.
"My Emperor!" Several officials stood up and said solemnly.
After drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp, Emperor Daqian slowly closed his eyes, and his extremely rich soul spread out, heading straight for the direction of the roar.
Scarlet blood rain, strange ice sculptures, and the dead palace, these scenes flashed in the mind of Emperor Daqian.
A biting and terrifying aura slowly emerged in the imperial palace. Once the soul power of Emperor Daqian touched this place, a cold murderous intention blocked it.
Vaguely, Emperor Daqian noticed four vague figures. The leader was dressed in white. The snow-white robe was incompatible with the blood rain around him.
In the palace, Emperor Daqian opened his eyes, and an imperceptible look of shock flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu also opened their eyes, and a look of disbelief flashed in their eyes.
"What can Brother Jing see?" Zhao Yunyu chuckled, but there was a solemnity in his smile.
Jing Ziyun slowly shook his head and said softly: "I can only vaguely see a white dress, but the rest cannot be seen. It is a terrifying murderous intention. It should be the killing rule!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yunyu also sighed slightly and said: "A terrifying existence!"
Almost at the same time, Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu looked at the Daqian Emperor with a little questioning look in their eyes, why did the Daqian Empire offend such a powerful person?
Looking at each other, Emperor Daqian showed a helpless smile and said: "This aura should belong to the lowly people. Could it be that the two of you have forgotten the oppression in the southwest."
Lowly people? The expressions of Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu suddenly changed. How could there be such a strong person among the lowly people?
"Is this person a prisoner who escaped from hell?" Jing Ziyun asked with some uncertainty.
Emperor Daqian nodded slowly, stood up, and said: "You two wait here for a while, and we will discuss the alliance after I kill this person!"
Hearing this, Jing Ziyun and Zhao Yunyu shook their heads. Jing Ziyun was the first to speak: "Although the visitor is a guest, we can't bear to see the lowly people being so rampant. How about we go with Emperor Daqian?" ?”
Feeling the shocking oppression, Emperor Daqian's heart was already a little heavy. After hearing these words, he did not refuse. He nodded and said slightly gratefully: "Thank you for your help!"
"Where is the imperial army!" Emperor Daqian said calmly.
"Here!" A thick and powerful aura emerged from the depths of the palace, and strong figures were seen gathering from all directions.
More than five hundred warriors knelt on one knee in the palace. These people were all dressed in blood-clothed clothes, and the aura permeating their bodies was extremely strong. They were all in the realm of spiritual martial arts.
"Follow me, come and kill those untouchables!" Emperor Daqian said coldly, stepped forward, his body turned into a stream of light, passed through the bead curtain, and went straight to the place of roaring sound.
"No!" More than 500 imperial soldiers stood up one after another and shouted in unison, the uniform voice creating a monstrous sense of murder.
Hundreds of civil and military officials followed closely behind. In Tiangang Continent, everyone practiced martial arts. Even the civil officials exuded a strong aura. Any lowly people who dare to break into our Daqian Empire should be punished for their crimes.
Whoosh! Rainbows suddenly rushed straight out of the hall, and a majestic pressure rolled towards Ye Chen.
The rain falling all around trembled and stopped strangely in mid-air.
Lifting his eyes, he met the slightly familiar figure, and a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth...