After a while, a group of people appeared within the sight of Ling Hao and others.
The leader is an old man wearing palace clothes, whose actual age cannot be seen, and holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand.
Behind him were a hundred or so people, each of whom had a strong level of cultivation.
High-end combat power includes two first-grade holy emperors, four half-step holy emperors, four ninth-grade divine emperors and eight eighth-grade divine emperors.
Looking at this posture, the remaining high-end combat power of the Qinglong Empire Palace is probably almost gone.
After a while, the opponent's group landed at the mouth of the valley, and the leader, the old man, then led about twenty high-end combatants into the valley.
At the same time, Murong Ziyun, Lu Yue and Nangong Qin also landed in front of Ling Hao.
With the joint efforts of Murong Ziyun and Lu Yue, Lu Yue's half-step Holy Emperor opponent was pierced through the throat by Murong Ziyun's sword before he could last two rounds.
After killing the man, Murong Ziyun rushed towards Nangong Qin's battle circle again.
After Nangong Qin's opponent saw his companion being killed, he lost any fighting spirit and ran away without looking back. Naturally, Murong Ziyun would not chase him again.
"Brother, something seems wrong!" Lu Yue glanced at the old man with a cane and then looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.
According to the previous plan with Feng Yi.
They made a big noise here and lured Wu Qi over. Feng Yi and his men took down Feng Chi in the palace.
Then, Feng Yi sent strong men to deal with Wu Qi. As long as Feng Chi and Wu Qi were captured, the matter would be done.
Wu Qi is only a second-grade Holy Emperor. Without the help of formations, he only needs to send a third-grade Holy Emperor.
But now, the other party has so many people coming at once, something is obviously wrong.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
"Uncle Emperor, why are you here?" After seeing the old man at the head, Wu Qi was slightly stunned and went to greet him.
My heart couldn't help but thump at the same time, and my right eyelid twitched several times inexplicably.
"The Emperor is worried about the situation here and asked me to come over and take a look." The old man named Feng Xiu responded calmly.
"The emperor is too worried, he..." Wu Qi continued to speak.
"The Emperor also asked me to bring you a message!" Feng Xiu interrupted him directly.
"What are you talking about?" Wu Qi was slightly stunned.
"He said he was lonely down there and asked you to go down and accompany him!" Feng Xiu replied.
"Huh?!" Wu Qi's pupils shrank for a while.
He finally vaguely understood the meaning of what Ling Hao said before!
Is this a palace coup?
call!
Then, without any pause, he ducked and flew to the side.
He is self-aware, and if he has the help of formations, he is indeed not afraid of the powerful third-grade Holy Emperor.
But if he leaves the formation, he has no chance of winning, not to mention that he is already injured.
"The Emperor asked you to go down and accompany him, why are you running away!" Feng Xiu continued.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and swept it out with a palm. The air waves roared out, the wind was raging, and the thunder was like thunder.
Wu Qi knew that he was no match for Feng Xiu, so he didn't dare to fight hard and quickly hid aside.
Bang!
Although he avoided the fatal part, he was still thrown away by the air wave, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
And before he had time to completely stabilize his body, the second wave of air had already swept over him, creating a hurricane.
"Huh?!" Wu Qi's pupils shrank for a while.
He didn't have time to dodge, so he could only use offense as defense. He twisted his eyes and used his remaining seven or eight success powers to block it.
Bang!
However, with his current strength, it is impossible for him to take a move from the third-grade Holy Emperor.
The whole person floated six to seven hundred meters away, fell to the ground and retreated a dozen steps, then knelt down on one knee, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth.
After one move, less than 40% of the combat power was left.
"Why?" Wu Qi forced the pressure in his heart to calm down and looked at Feng Xiu who was walking over and asked.
"Haha, you don't know why?" Feng Xiu sneered.
"Five years ago, you helped Feng Chi ascend to the throne. Since then, one person has been inferior to ten thousand people. Over the years, you have always pretended to be powerful!"
"I don't know what Feng Chi did wrong. He actually listened to you so much and let you, an outsider, become the supreme emperor of my Qingyuan Empire!"
"In the past five years, you have enjoyed all the glory and wealth. It is worth dying!"
"You killed the emperor?" Wu Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and continued to ask.
"The throne was not his in the first place. He has been worthy of him for five years!" Feng Xiu replied.
"Did you call them here?" Wu Qi asked, pointing in the direction of Ling Hao's group not far away.
"You asked them to break the formation here, lure me out of the palace, and then do it over there?"
He knew very well that if he stayed in the palace, the other party would have concerns even if he was higher in cultivation than him.
After all, he had deployed many formations in the palace compound, and it would not be easy for the other party to succeed.
"Otherwise?" Feng Xiu said calmly.
"You chose to take action today because something special happened, right?" Wu Qi continued to ask.
In the past five years, he has left the palace so many times. If the other party really wants to kill him, he will not wait until today.
Moreover, he knew very well that Feng Chi had many supporters in the palace. Even without him by his side, it would not be easy for Feng Xiu to succeed.
"What's the use of knowing so much for a dying person!" Feng Xiu responded coldly: "You have such a good relationship with Feng Chi, go down and accompany him!"
At the same time as the words rang out, a murderous intent spread from his body.
"Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender..." Wu Qi trembled and shouted loudly.
"I'm sorry, I don't need a dog like you by my side!" As Feng Xiu spoke, he raised his hand and slapped it down.
"Spare my life..." Wu Qi's soul was gone.
Click!
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound, his head drooped, and his legs kicked out and he lost his breath.
After finishing dealing with Wu Qi, Feng Xiu walked towards Ling Hao and others.
"Are you the boy named Ling?" Feng Xiu walked up to him and looked at Ling Hao and said calmly.
"Did the hundred people from our Qingyuan Empire who entered the Forbidden Valley die in your hands?"
"Want to avenge them?" Lu Yue glanced at the other party.
"I really don't know where Feng Yi went wrong. He actually asked you to help him save his father. It's ridiculous!" Feng Xiu ignored Lu Yue.
After a short pause, he continued.
"Seeing as you have done me a small favor by breaking the formation, I will give you a chance to survive."
"Everyone should abandon their cultivation and get out immediately!"
