Although Liang Xiao loves money and is cunning, he is also smart and knows that Qingge at this moment needs all kinds of information to review.
Liang Xiao stood up from the ground and put all the prepared information on the slips of paper.
"About the matter of setting the northern suburbs, all the information that Ye Shen Palace can find is on it."
Liang Xiao said.
Qingge nodded slightly and looked through the information.
After a short interlude, everyone in the palace recovered their thoughts and focused on their work.
Qingge read all the information, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair.
Things are getting more and more difficult.
It is indeed difficult to save the disciples of the three sects.
In the words of others, it is simply impossible.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as reaching the sky.
Qing Ge's mood gradually calmed down, and one picture after another gradually appeared in his blank mind.
She was simulating the sequence of things, like a chessboard, with heaven and earth as the chessboard, and living beings as the chess pieces... "Report! The East Emperor, the divine beast Fire Qilin, the messenger of the divine domain, came to Ye Shen Palace to pay homage to the East Emperor, do you want to see him?"
The armored soldiers ran all the way to Qinzheng Hall.
Qingge looked at the soldier kneeling on the ground indifferently, tapping the table with his hand, making a rhythmic tapping sound.
After a long while, Qingge's voice was cold, and she said: "Bring the person here."
I saw the red-haired Huo Qilin with a pair of bloody pupils, a smile on his face, and walked into the Qinzheng Hall proudly.
Fire Qilin moved casually and saluted briefly: "The envoy of the divine beast Qilin from the Divine Realm has met the Empress of Dongzhou."
"It's a busy day in the northern suburbs of Ding. Your Excellency Qilin is free to come to Dongzhou. He's really a rare visitor."
Qing Ge's face is full of smiles, his brows are heroic, and his words are filled with a faint smile. The momentum comes from within, and he can only have the style of a king! Fire Qilin raised his head and looked at Qing Ge, with a fleeting look of surprise in his red eyes.
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Even though it was not the first time I met Dong Di, every time I met him, there was a sense of surprise and surprise.
His innate and unique aura, charming appearance, and graceful grace are truly unforgettable.
Huo Qilin once thought that the god master had been kicked in the head by a donkey. When he met such a girl, he didn't want to marry her home, but actually wanted to kill her to refine the medicine.
"Your Excellency Qilin?"
Liang Xiao saw that Huo Qilin was frozen in place without saying a word, so he spoke to remind him.
Huo Qilin came back to his senses and thought of the purpose of his trip to Dongzhou. He quickly took out a light blue invitation, walked forward, held it in both hands, and handed it to Qing Ge.
Qing Ge gave Liu Yan'er a look. Liu Yan'er carried the Waning Moon Sword on his back and walked up to Huo Qilin with a cold face. His face was expressionless and his aura was cold. He took the invitation from Huo Qilin's hand and respectfully said
Place it on Qing Ge’s hand.
Huo Qilin shivered suddenly, and looked at Liu Yan'er as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime. Why was this woman as cold as an ice cube?
"My Lord, the Holy Ming, upholds justice for Heaven and judges those sick disciples who endanger the common people.
However, the number of sick people is huge, and they are all infected with the semi-demon disease. Therefore, they invited King Apocalypse, King Zhonglin, the masters of the Four Dark Palaces, and the Huanyue Sect to come to Dingbeijiao and Dongdi Dongzhou to diagnose the semi-demon disease.
The demon's disease, witness the execution moment."
Huo Qilin curled his lips and smiled.
Qing Ge opened the invitation and looked at it, smiling elegantly: "I understand."
Huo Qilin saluted again, took the invitation and left the place.
Qingge sat on the dragon chair and casually threw the invitation from the God Lord on the desk. She crossed her hands on her chest, her eyes were cold and murderous! I think the God Lord was afraid that she wouldn't go, so he specially gave the invitation, so she couldn't.
Not going.
Qingge looked through the information on the table again, and after reading it, walked out of Qinzheng Hall.
"Shower, change clothes, and go to the northern suburbs!"
"..." Similar to the meeting of the kings in Dingbeijiao, it is a very important and historic moment.
Those who are kings and emperors must wear formal uniforms and crowns, and lead their troops to the northern suburbs of Ding.
While Qing Ge was taking a bath, there was a fright in the night. Jiu Ci and others were preparing an elite army to go to the northern suburbs of Ding.
In the end, this army was led by Jiuci and Xue Nu, and their subordinates were all killers from Yingyue Tower. In addition, there were also sword master Ye Jingfeng, his wife Yan Bingtong, Liu Yan'er, Dongfeng Po and others.
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The army heading to the northern suburbs of Ding symbolizes Dongzhou’s heritage and the empress’s ‘majestic appearance’.
The Lord of God has always believed that even if Qing Ge has a strong backstage and has Jiu Ci to help out, how can it be comparable to Divine Realm, Si Bu, Zhong Lin, and Tian Qi?
The power of the Divine Realm's foundation lies in the fact that even if all the eight guardian elders of the Divine Realm are killed and lose the support of the three sects, there are still fifty-two military sects! The fifty-two military sects are the strength of the divine master. He recruits talents from all over the world and trains them to the best.
A highly powerful person will eventually be the killer of his divine master alone, with a powerful and extremely sharp murder weapon in his hands! Even before midnight, the northern suburbs of Ding were already filled with people.
On this day, the blue sun was ten thousand feet high and scorching hot. On the northern outskirts of Ding, tens of thousands of cultivators from the three sects were pushed into a huge pit.
The same chain hangs around their necks. The chains are intertwined like a spider web, and one end of the chain is hung on an iron pillar.
Next to the iron pillar, stood a man with a green face and fangs, and a fierce look. The man was dressed in bloody clothes, with a scimitar on his shoulder and a torch in his hand.
The flame that ignited was not a bright red color, but a faint purple-black fire.
This fire is called Demon Bone Fire, and the chains that lock the necks of the disciples of the three sects are filled with tree oil.
At the same time, the sides of the huge pit were filled with hundreds of strong men carrying iron buckets.
In the iron barrel, no surprise, there is oil from trees.
The Lord God came here, riding on a fire unicorn, followed by the fifty-two sect masters, the army of the fifty-two military sects, and the sect's army.
Taken together, there are at least 50,000 people, either cavalry, Bibin, flying with swords, or riding on majestic magical beasts.
As they walked forward together, the heaven and earth trembled, and with the power of wind and clouds, like thunder, they appeared in the northern suburbs of Ding! "Welcome my lord, long live my lord!"
Seeing the Lord of God, fifty thousand or more cultivators prostrated themselves on the ground and knelt down in unison.
The Lord of God is aloof, majestic and arrogant, with a golden mask on his face.
He did not speak, only raised his hands, and the practitioners stood up in unison.
Then he saw Ye Qingyi standing on a red sword, looking at the strong men holding iron buckets high next to the pit with a smile.
Ye Qingyi landed on the ground, raised his hand, red light gathered in his palm, holding the red sword he just stepped on, and said loudly: "Pour on the fuel!"
After receiving the order, the strong men beside the huge pit poured oil from the trees in iron barrels onto the disciples of the three sects.
Tens of thousands of disciples were like drowned rats, embarrassed and destitute.
Their faces were ugly and sick, and their days of torture and despair had made them as dark as ghosts.
The Lord of God who rides on a fire unicorn is no longer the god they admire and the supreme being they worship, but an insidious and cunning villain.
However, in the face of the powerful God Lord and the impending death, they were like dogs, unable to resist in the end. They could only cry out for the injustice of heaven and earth. How sad!