He was the one who cooperated with the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, and he was the one who brought this group of people into the Zhongyou Dynasty.
But he never knew that there were so many monsters hidden in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance!
And looking at it, this group of demon cultivators with outstanding strength are all taking orders from the Nine Nether Messenger!
He looked at Bailian with a pale face: "Did you know Gu's intention and plan from the beginning?"
Bailian didn't answer Ying Xiu's words, and just glanced at the immortal monks, causing those people to tremble, their lips trembled, and their scalps became cold!
"I don't care what conditions Ying Xiu has promised you, but please understand clearly that I will not give up every inch of Zhongyou's land, and I will not give up every one of Zhongyou's people!"
Under the mask, Balian's eyebrows stretched, and he walked from the shadows into the light. Under Ying Xiu's trembling eyes, he slowly took off the mask on his face, and a face with clear eyebrows and smooth bones was exposed under the light.
He glanced indifferently from top to bottom, and every word seemed to strike everyone's soul: "Those who offend my homeland shall be punished!"
Ying Xiu, who had been lying on the ground like a dead dog with its legs broken, suddenly became ferocious and agitated.
He ignored the severe pain in his body and struggled desperately. The veins in his neck were exposed and he yelled like a madman:
"It's you! It's you! You're still alive!!! Balian!!! You're simply an innocent ghost!!! Why! Why can you still be alive!!"
The moment he saw Bailian's face, Yingxiu felt as if someone had poured a whole basin of boiling oil on his head, his soul exploded, and his mind went crazy!
shame!
The great shame almost drove Ying Xiu crazy!
He recalled that he had emphasized his noble and unparalleled status several times in the palace, fearlessly intimidated the officials of the Yin Dynasty, and proudly showed off his noble life experience and powerful mother.
He deceives himself into thinking that no one knows about the false soul under his skin. As long as he shows off extremely arrogantly, all of this seems to come true.
But who could know that the behind all this has already been understood by someone.
I'm afraid he was already laughing in his heart, right?
Laughing at how pitiful, ridiculous and pathetic he is, laughing at how this clown in the prince's yellow robe plays out a clown's play to perfection.
Nothing made Ying Xiu crazily collapse more than the fact that Bailian was still alive.
After all, it was his death that determined his life from the very beginning.
The moment he took off his mask, he announced to the world.
The real prince of Zhongyou is back!
There is no room in heaven or earth for his Ying Xiu!
Ordinary people may not know the name Balian.
But how come we don’t know about the six most ancient Yin Kings?
Looking at Ying Xiu's collapsed and crazy expression, and then recalling the four seals of obedience and nine steps beyond the imperial level, no matter how stupid they were, they should have guessed the true identity of this 'Nine Nether Messenger'.
Although their hearts were full of shock and confusion about the truth, seeing this scene, while thrilling, also restored great hope in everyone's hearts.
Ying Xiu's various performances were too disappointing, but it was just as he said.
As the crown prince, even the Yin King cannot kill him at will. Her Majesty Ying Ji is eager to protect her son. If she insists on letting him sit firmly as the crown prince, no one in Zhongyou can change this fact.
With such an ignorant prince in Zhongyou, the future is worrying.
But the other prince who returned had only been seen for half an hour.
But in this half hour, he turned the tide and calmed the chaos several times. His amazing methods and outstanding talents deeply impressed everyone here.
Since then, Ying Xiu, who had been tied up tightly by King Qiao Yu's palace not long ago, was so confident and clamoring that Zhongyou could not live without him. Looking back now, it was really ridiculous.
Qiao Yu was the first to kneel down excitedly, with tears streaming down his face: "Old minister Qiao Yu, let's meet His Highness! How could His Highness become so... like this? Your Highness has suffered a lot in these years!"
In the Zhongyou Dynasty, Qiao Yu was known to be the most foolish and loyal, and regarded Empress Ying Ji as the most noble god in her heart.
Now it is known that the Crown Prince whom he served during the past two hundred years was actually taken over by others and occupied the magpie's nest.
However, the real Crown Prince was suffering somewhere unknown. Thinking of this, Qiao Yu's heart ached, as if it were burning.
If he hadn't had this old destiny to serve the imperial court, he would have wanted to hit a pillar and die on the spot, just to apologize.
Shen Tu's face has completely lost all human color, he is as pale as a ghost, and his thoughts are complex.
Han Qi was thoughtful and seemed to still have doubts about Bailian's identity.
What was even more shocking was the group of Xianmen monks who came with Ying Xiu full of scheming.
Not to mention that the originally foolproof plan failed again and again. In the end, the person they cooperated with turned out to be a fake prince.
In this way, this fake prince admits that he was responsible for the ghoul disaster three years ago. Now, even if they want to attack Zhongyou, Zhongyou has ten thousand ways to kill him cleanly.
Everyone in the Immortal Sect was immediately panicked.
The Zhongyou Dynasty has always had rules. If outside monks enter the Zhongyou territory without permission, they will be killed without mercy.
Now that they have lost their reputation as a crusade, they are not just letting mermaids be slaughtered at will.
Immediately, someone collapsed on the spot, crying loudly and shouting: "I...I am the young master of the Evergreen Sect, and I got into this mess because of you, the fake prince! This matter has nothing to do with me.
, you can’t kill me at will!”
With this person taking the lead, everyone in the group of people who had status and background in their own fairy sects all used their own names to try to intimidate Zhongyou.
Although they know in their hearts that Zhongyou is powerful and behaves most erratically, how can they be frightened by their status.
But on the eve of their entry into the Zhongyou Dynasty, wind and rain were seen in all directions. If all the young masters from the Xianmen nobles really died here, their Xianmen forces would be furious, and the forces from all directions would gather to seriously attack Zhongyou.
There is still a lot to be afraid of.
In this peaceful and prosperous age, wars and chaos rarely occur. Even Zhongyou would not want to have a strong conflict with the forces of righteousness in the world at will.
Although they were trespassing into Zhongyou without authorization, they had committed the rude crime of starting a fight because of their excessive violence and hurting others. At this time, if the other party still wanted to kill without permission, it would be somewhat unjustifiable.
Qiao Yu felt increasingly annoyed and disgusted as he listened to the young monks who were chattering incessantly and crying like threats, but in reality they were begging for mercy.
The sect of cultivating immortals mostly produces some weak people who bully the weak and fear the strong. In recent years, the atmosphere in the immortal sect has become even worse.
A group of sanctimonious people now dared to fight even Zhongyou’s attention. Qiao Yu’s face was cold and sinister, and he whispered:
"Your Highness, they are just a bunch of clowns. Since what happened three years ago, I feel no shame.
That deed paper was not made by His Highness himself. These little guys will be killed as soon as they are killed. If the Immortal Sect wants to be held accountable, why should I, Zhongyou, be afraid of a fight?"
Han Qi did not agree, and hurriedly said: "No, although His Highness has gold in his sleeves and is indeed a great talent, the Immortal Path is now flourishing, and the people of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance are involved.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, Gu Sansong, is also an all-around good-tempered person. If he is allowed to use this as an excuse to persuade the three sects and the immortals in the world to jointly attack Zhongyou, it will be a big disaster!"
The situation in Zhongyou has been very ambiguous in recent years. It was obvious that he had broken up with the three sects, although he had a marriage relationship with the Tianxi Sword Sect.
But Bailiyu has a restless temper, and if he really feels that the existence of the Zhongyou Dynasty is against morality, the sword in his hand will not be a vegetarian.
In the Shangqing Realm, the immortals and gods from all directions are at odds with the Taiyin Emperor. If Gu Sansong can get the help of the immortals and gods, it will not be difficult to gather the help of the immortals from all over the world.
Everything in the world, no matter how you talk about it, cannot escape the same principle.
In this world, who can kill without any reason and regardless of the consequences?
Balian glanced at them, seeming to have sensed the fearful thoughts in their hearts, and couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Everyone in the royal palace is too nervous. When did I say that I was going to kill them?"
He turned to look at the Immortal Sect again and smiled slightly.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect who were originally frightened by the strong murderous aura in Qiao Yu couldn't help but were stunned and looked at the handsome-faced young man in front of them, who looked like a harmless person.
I thought, compared to that fake prince Ying Xiu who has all kinds of schemes...
This real prince seems to be much easier to talk to.
This smile obviously leaves room for negotiation.
Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief when Balian continued: "But I just said that you...can't get out of this palace."
In the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, the demon-transformed disciples seemed to have received some kind of order, and they all lowered their eyes, their gazes as cold as cold stars.
They had bloodthirsty smiles on their lips, and their figures turned into clouds of demonic mist. They held cold swords in their hands, and the shadows of several rabbits and falcons flickered. Their killing methods were extremely clean and neat, and the sword fire danced and flickered in the long night.
The heads suddenly rolled to the ground like melons, and the sword energy wrapped in the evil spirit exploded. Those heads that rolled to the ground were directly smashed to pieces.
Not even half of his life was left alive, and even his soul was swallowed up by the terrifying evil spirit.
In an instant, the Imperial Palace, which was occupied by the Crow Crow crowd, was actually empty. The ground was covered with corpses and blood. The monks had already died on the spot before even drawing out the swords on their waists. This shows the huge disparity in strength between the two sides.
However, the dozen or so young monks dressed as princes from noble families who had just clamored to declare their family status did not kill him. They were already frightened to the point where their legs were weak, the support pillars were shaking, and their bodies were shaking like a sieve.
They looked at the rapidly changing scene of killing in front of them, their horrified eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. The hands that were originally used to hold swords to defend against the enemy could only cover their mouths tightly, for fear of making any sound.
"This..." Han Qi couldn't approve of Bai Lian's behavior at all. He frowned deeply and said, "If this is the case, I'm afraid it will cause a big disaster for Zhongyou!"
Before Balian could speak, a dry sneer appeared on Ying Xiu's face: "It seems that your new little master is not much smarter than me. He is also not killing people to vent his anger regardless of the consequences for his own selfish enmity?! Do you think
If you kill all these people, can you stop the mouths of everyone in the world?"
Balian raised his dark eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "You might as well take a look again, when did I kill everyone?"
In the palace, the group of bloodthirsty murderers, under Balian's words, obediently retreated from their demonic transformations, and their demonic aura was perfectly restrained.
The alien phase was put away at will, and suddenly transformed into a well-dressed casual cultivator of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance.
They slowly sheathed the swords stained with the blood of their fellow sects. Zong Han smiled faintly and said: "The murderer is a member of my Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. You have to watch His Highness Ying Xiu's moves carefully. The master of the Zhongyou Dynasty is
There is no one at home... let’s fight with swords.”
Another young demon cultivator who slowly sheathed his sword also smiled half-heartedly, looking at Ying Xiu jokingly: "Even if the blood debt of the Baijia Immortal Sect is to be paid off, it should be settled with the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. With
What does the Zhongyou Dynasty have to do with it? Your Highness Yingxiu is a bit unfounded."
"Facts have proved that my master really lives up to the reputation of Zhongyou, and is much smarter than you, the false prince who occupies the magpie's nest."
Hearing this, Ying Xiu's face was slightly distorted, and his eyebrows were beating hard. If his body hadn't been imprisoned, he would have wanted to pounce on those demon cultivators and tear them apart alive!
"Okay! It was a good game of chess! Bailian, you are really powerful. You faked your death and even your mother was plotted by you. With this cruelty, I am not as good as you! I am not unfair in losing to you!"
Three years! Three years is enough for you to reach out to all the Immortal Sect forces!
You have already expected such a scene today, and you have been waiting for me here for a long time, right?! Three years ago, you threw me into the abyss and it was not enough to relieve your anger. You had to give me hope again and hit me hard again.
Only by crushing and trampling under your feet can you satisfy your vanity, right?!"
Baili looked at him quietly and said nothing.
In the past three years, he has been kept in the underworld fire by Emperor Taiyin and has not woken up.
To be precise, it was three months ago that he really started to lay out his plans in the human world.
As for his treatment of Ying Xiu, he didn't have too much revenge. After all, tracing back to the root cause, he and Ying Xiu had no grudges or grudges.
This life-and-death situation, a natural enemy situation where it's either you or me, has always been Ying Xiu's unilateral self-perception.
"Shut up!" Qiao Yu's eyes were filled with disgust, and he felt that he was so blind that he arranged a marriage between him and the immortal.
"Since you already know that you are not His Majesty's son, it's only thanks to you that you can be so shameless and say such ambitious words. I don't know where you got the shame, but you dare to use His Highness's unfortunate childhood experience in Tianxi.
To gain sympathy for myself."
In the hall, some people also criticized: "Now that things have happened, why should I act like a miserable master? In the past two hundred years, the master has got used to it, and he feels that everyone is indebted to him."
"Isn't this what Zhongyou owes me?!" Ying Xiu said with a twisted face: "Isn't this what Ying Ji and her son owe me?! What did I, Ying Xiu, do wrong! Who am I sorry for! Why are you people here now?
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