With Ling Hao officially breaking through to the Holy Emperor Realm.
The nine divine dragons were faintly emitting a pale yellow light, and their aura was obviously several orders of magnitude higher than before.
Although Luo Zhenxi's speed was fast enough, he still couldn't keep up with the speed of the Phantom Dragon, and he caught up with him in the blink of an eye.
Bang…
As you can imagine, after the loud noise, Luo Zhenxi flew a thousand meters away, and then fell from the air without any room for struggle.
He collapsed on a mountain outside the college, all the meridians in his body were severed, and he narrowly escaped death.
He was able to breathe, naturally it was Ling Hao who did it on purpose.
The other party is the great prince of the Bingyun Empire, so it would be more appropriate to leave it to the Bingyun royal family.
"Do you have anything else to say?" After a while, Ling Hao landed in front of him.
"Heaven wants to kill me..." Luo Zhenxi said with difficulty.
At this time, he no longer had the aura of a royal prince, instead his face was full of despair, like an old man in his twilight years.
He knew very well that his situation was over and everything was over!
Even if his people can control the palace, in his current situation, even if he can survive, he will be a useless person, and he will never have a chance to win the throne.
A man's heart was full of shame, and a trace of regret arose in his heart.
If I had known this, why bother in the first place!
Two minutes later, Ling Hao carried Luo Zhenxi back to the college.
Boom!
Then, he threw Luo Zhenxi on the ring.
"The great prince?!"
Seeing this scene, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd who were fighting fiercely.
Everyone, including Luo Zhenhong's people, looked over with surprise.
At this time, Luo Qianling's breath adjustment had just come to an end. Hearing the sound, he looked towards the direction of the ring.
When it was confirmed that it was Luo Zhenxi, an extremely shocked expression flashed across his face.
Actually, even Luo Zhenxi is no match?
How powerful is this Mr. Ling?!
"Your Majesty..."
Not far away, Hou Liyun, who was already dying, shouted with difficulty, and then her head drooped, which was the end of her life.
"Father...Father..."
At the same time, after Luo Yunfeng, whose cultivation was crippled, said a few words, his eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious.
"The great prince has been deposed, run away!"
The next moment, someone shouted loudly.
call!
Immediately afterwards, all the palace ministers from Luo Zhenxi's camp no longer hesitated and fled for their lives one by one.
"You are treacherous and want to seize power and usurp the throne. You are the tribe of barbarians!" Those palace ministers who were waiting and watching immediately chased after them, each one more fierce than the other.
For them, if they don't find an opportunity to show their loyalty, when the dust settles, even if the emperor doesn't settle the score with them, they probably won't be able to stay in the imperial city anymore.
Luo Qianling naturally knew what these people were thinking, so he did not stop them and allowed them to develop.
At the same time, in mid-air not far away, the old man in green shirt who was fighting Luo Zhenhong frowned, stopped fighting, blocked Luo Zhenhong's attack with a palm, turned around and left in the air.
Both of them have the cultivation level of the third-level Holy Emperor. Until now, both sides have suffered serious injuries, and their combat power has dropped to the first-level level.
"Leave it to me!"
Luo Zhenhong naturally understands the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
If a person of this level were allowed to escape, he would definitely be a big danger, so he chased after him without any hesitation.
