"Calling the Royal Guards!" Despite hearing the bad news, Xiao Luojing was still able to maintain his previous calmness. As long as he retreated and headed to the border, the royal family would still have a chance.
"As long as we rely on the soldiers on the border, even though the royal family cannot counterattack the imperial capital, it is still more than enough to occupy several cities!" Xiao Luo said in shock: "As long as the royal family is given time, one day, the royal family will definitely rise again!"
There was a lot of panic in the originally silent palace, even the princes.
"Xiao Luofeng! You must immediately summon the royal guards in the palace and the guard troops to go to the secret passage!"
"Xiao Luogu, you immediately recall your clan members and go to the secret passage. Those with the highest qualifications will evacuate first!"
Having said this, Xiao Luojing glanced at the many ministers and said coldly: "If you dear friends are willing to follow me to the border, you can follow me!"
After saying that, Xiao Luo looked at Qin Yu with a surprised and thoughtful look, and walked away, followed by Xiao Luogu and others. The ministers looked at each other several times, and only a few followed closely behind.
However, as soon as Xiao Luojing and others exited the palace, a terrifying pressure swept over them, suppressing Xiao Luojing and others.
This was definitely the pressure of Lingzong realm warriors. Under these terrifying pressures, Xiao Luojing and the others seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to move at all.
His face changed drastically, and Xiao Luo raised his head in surprise. When he saw the figures in the void, his eyes became sharp, "Think about reincarnation!"
In the void, five figures were suspended in mid-air, and their spatial ripples spread out in all directions. The space where the palace was located was suddenly imprisoned by the people who read the reincarnation.
Hearing this, Nian Samsara looked at Xiao Luo, the emperor of the generation, and said calmly: "Heaven has a surname, Ye!"
"Today, no one from the royal family can leave!" He took a step forward and said calmly, "If anyone from the royal family leaves the palace, he will be killed without mercy!"
Killing intent spread all over the sky. Under the pressure of the five Lingzong realms, Xiao Luo was shocked that his cultivation was so powerless. If the royal family had Lingzong realm warriors, how could the royal family fear the Ye family.
"Nian Reincarnation, I didn't expect you to join the Ye family!" Xiao Luojing said sharply, his eyes fixed on Nian Reincarnation.
"The sky has a surname, Ye!" The waves of voice spread, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, a huge sword shadow emerged from the sky.
Under the shadow of the sword, a figure emerged, and it was Ye Gaotong. At the same time, several shouts of shouts sounded from all sides of the palace: "Heaven has a surname, Ye!"
Hundreds of Ye family troops emerged, with murderous intent all over their bodies.
Not only that, students from the Royal Academy also appeared one after another, most of them were Spirit Emperor realm warriors.
"Kill!" Just one sentence represented Ye Gaotong's meaning. Thousands of qi swords emerged. With a wave of Ye Gaotong's hand, the sword qi shot out, directly piercing through the royal children and the guardian army.
A massacre was taking place, and Xiao Luojing and other members of the royal family could only watch the massacre.
The screams resounded non-stop until a few moments later, thousands of royal family members gathered in front of the palace, everyone looking at the sky in panic.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the screams gradually dissipated. Ye Gaotong stood in the sky, looking at the thousands of royal children, a chill flashed in his eyes.
"If you cut the grass without removing the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows!" Ye Gaotong naturally understands this simple truth.
Sensing the murderous intent in Ye Gaotong's eyes, his mind leaped to Ye Gaotong's side and whispered: "Senior Mo is still useful to these royal people!"
Seeing Nian Samsara mentioning Mo Che, Ye Gaotong sighed slightly. When the Ye family raised troops, Mo Che told him that this member of the royal family could not be touched because he was useful.
The reason why the Ye family was able to conquer the imperial capital this time was mostly due to the Royal Academy. Thinking of this, Ye Gaotong sighed slightly: "If you cut the grass without removing the root, it will grow again with the spring breeze! I hope Senior Mo knows this truth!"
Hearing this, Nian Samsara nodded, smiled, waved his hand, and directly abolished the cultivation of most of the royal family's children, even those princes.
Xiao Luo was horrified to find that the spiritual crystal in his body had been shattered and all his spiritual energy was dispersed. This meant that after today, he, Xiao Luojing, would be a useless person.
"Bring these people back to the Royal Academy!" Nian Lun Samsara said to several vice presidents. After saying that, thousands of Royal Academy law enforcement teams jumped out from all around and escorted these royal people to the Jade Emperor Boat.
Many ministers watched this scene helplessly, everything seemed so powerless in front of the truly strong man.
No one would have thought that the royal family that had stood firm in Falling Rain Country for thousands of years would fall like this in just a few days.
From now on, the Xiao Luo family will no longer be a royal family, and only the Ye family can be worthy of the title of royal family. As Nian Lun Samsara said before, there is a surname for this day, Ye!
The dark night swallowed up the land, the silver moonlight fell on the palace, and blood flowed along the stone path.
Ye Gaotong glanced at Qin Yu, chuckled, and said lightly: "Except for the disciples of Wutian Sect, all the others will be escorted to prison!"
Before the words were finished, Ye Jiajun rushed away, but Qin Yu and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Wu Tianzong stood in the right position from the beginning.
The sound of fighting in the entire imperial capital gradually dissipated, and the citizens were hiding in their houses, looking nervously in the direction of the palace. At this moment, a shout floated up: "The sky has a surname, Ye, Luo.
The Rain Kingdom will be controlled by the Ye family from today on!"
After the dark night left, dawn came, and the citizens of the imperial capital knew that a new era would come after this night.
It took only a few dozen days for the army to be launched, but the entire empire had already changed its master.
The magnificent imperial capital of the past is no longer an imperial capital, but is called the Jade Emperor City.
In Falling Rain Country, Nifeng City, a thousand-year-old city, was regarded as the new imperial capital. There were people everywhere in Nifeng City, and the noise was endless.
And in the very center of Headwind City, a magnificent palace is being built, with endless buildings, no less than the original palace.
Regarding the Ye family becoming the new royal family and taking control of Falling Rain Country, the citizens of Falling Rain Country did not show much resistance. In the eyes of ordinary people, it doesn't matter who controls the empire!
Coupled with the surrender of the domestic families and sects, Ye Shaohan took complete control of the empire in just a few days. For a time, the strength of Yuhua Tower, Tianwai Tower, and Xingchen Tower continued to skyrocket, and countless Yuhua Tower members spread throughout the empire.
The sergeants of the Falling Rain Kingdom were also controlled by the Ye family. The Ye family held a huge ceremony for those tribesmen who changed their surnames and hid in the army thousands of years ago.
At the same time, the Ye family also absorbed most of the elites in the army to form the Guards of Headwind City. The cultivation of these guards was also extremely powerful, with more than 10,000 of them.
As the new imperial capital of the Falling Rain Kingdom, Headwind City has also been expanded again. The original city wall remains the same, but it is expanded around the old city wall.
For a time, intelligence from every city in the entire empire was pouring into Niwind City. As the eldest elder of the Ye family, all the trivial matters of the entire empire fell on Ye Shaoping.
Fortunately, with the help of Qin Yu and other Wutian Sect disciples, Ye Shaofang had a chance to breathe, and some mechanisms within the empire were also functioning with the help of Wutian Sect disciples, which also avoided some disasters.
When the situation in Falling Rain Country began to become turbulent, Ye Shaohan knew about it. On that day, the news that the Ye family controlled the empire reached the Sword God Sect.
Hearing the news, Ye Shaohan just smiled, looked at the blue sky above his head, and murmured softly: "This sky has a surname, Ye!"
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Along the long sword path, one of his figures stood proudly.
Raising his head and looking at the four magnificent stone statues of the Moon God in front of him, Ye Shaohan raised a smile on his lips, "Sixty percent sword power!"
For one consecutive month, Ye Shaohan spent all his time practicing swordsmanship, immersed in the swordsmanship of three generations.
On the long sword path, hundreds of Sword God Sect disciples were wandering there. Under the leadership of Ye Shaohan, more and more Sword God Sect disciples poured into this sword path.
The stone statues of the Moon God were filled with shocking sword intent. Ye Shaohan looked at these four stone statues of the Moon God, and his heart felt peaceful.
"Peak Sword Intention!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, and with a sword, his figure was as erratic as the breeze, and the sword light gathered together to form a blooming sword flower.
Some Luoxia Peak disciples stopped and looked respectfully at the figure dancing the sword. Immediately, these disciples were all intoxicated by Ye Shaohan's sword style.
An ordinary set of basic swordsmanship brought out its own unique charm in Ye Shaohan's hands, and the eyes of some disciples who were still at the level of spiritual masters were brightened.
Looking at this sword style, they felt that there was a bottleneck that they could not reach in the past, but there was still a sign of a breakthrough.
Thinking of this, these people immediately sat down on the sword and started practicing directly.
Ye Shaohan didn't care about this and continued to dance with his sword. He integrated his understanding of the artistic conception of the three generations into this sword style, and the sword style became more and more mysterious.
For those disciples of the Spirit Emperor Realm, although this is a basic sword technique, it looks extremely mysterious.
The wind blew, the sword moved, and the entire sword path was extremely quiet. Every disciple looked at the dancing figure, and they all saw different things in it.
The wind blows and the sword dances, and Ye Shaohan's whole body seems to be integrated into this world. The stars move, the sun and the moon change. None of this affects Ye Shaohan, nor does it affect the disciples of the Sword God Sect.
It wasn't until the first ray of dawn fell on Ye Shaohan the next day that Ye Shaohan stopped. He raised his head and glanced at the Moon Goddess stone statue with a blank expression. He turned around and looked at the Luoxia Peak disciple nearest him and whispered softly.
Said: "What is the artistic conception?"
Wu Ling, he was originally a third-level disciple of the Spirit Emperor Realm in Luoxia Peak, but he had been at the third level of the Spirit Emperor Realm for several years.
Seeing Ye Shaohan's gaze coming towards him, Wu Ling's figure trembled slightly. Hearing this, Wu Ling shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know, my disciple, this artistic conception is hard to fathom and cannot be grasped!"
"The artistic conception is hard to fathom!" After saying this, Ye Shaohan glanced past Wu Ling, landed on the other disciples, and said softly: "Then do you know what the artistic conception is?"
These dozens of people are all warriors at the third level of the Spirit Emperor Realm, but they are only at the third level of the Spirit Emperor Realm. Hearing this, these disciples all shook their heads. They did not understand the artistic conception.