"Your Majesty, the people from the Immortal Realm have already arrived at the entrance of the palace! You should wake up!"
Another veteran of the Wu clan came, crying and feeling miserable in his heart.
The monarch of the Wu clan, who was dressed in yellow robes, was in a daze at the moment, feeling that there were mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, which was very disturbing.
"Get away, you damn mosquito!" The Witch Clan monarch unconsciously raised his hand and waved it in the air twice, murmuring in his mouth.
"Your Majesty, I have learned from you through death. Please wake up. Our Witch Clan is about to... be finished!"
As he spoke, the wizard who was kneeling on the ground banged his head against the ground. Soon a big bump appeared on his forehead, and blood flowed down the gully on his face.
The monarch of the Wu clan was playing here last night with hundreds of concubines, holding fine wine in his hands and the beautiful woman in his arms, and all kinds of confusing and enchanting dances were slowly performed.
The king fell deeply in love with the gentle land and never went to court again.
"Your Majesty!" Another cry of despair, the wizard's head was already covered in blood, "I...my witch clan..." He soon fainted from blood loss.
"Prime Minister! Prime Minister!" Sensing the fainted man on the ground, the two wizards kneeling at the back quickly came over and tried to save him.
However, they were no longer in contact with each other, their pulse beats became weaker and weaker, and the two wizards burst into tears.
Holding the Prime Minister's body, he yelled helplessly: "Your Majesty, please open your eyes and take a look. This is the Prime Minister who has worked hard for our Wu Clan all his life!"
However, the King of the Witch Clan, who was lying next to the bathing pool, snorted coldly without raising his eyelids, and said with the smell of hangover: "Everyone who comes... drag them out for me...
.Cut it! It disturbs my elegance."
Four guards came in one after another outside the palace, their eyes were like dead fish eyes, lifeless.
Like a puppet, apart from forcing himself to carry out the emperor's orders, he can't see any light on loyalty, bloodiness and revival.
Seeing the guards coming in with big swords on their shoulders, the sorcerer expected that his fate would be like that of other loyal people, being pulled out and then beheaded.
If these people who raise questions are killed, then there will be no problem!
"Boom!" A strong crashing sound resounded in the hall, and the two loyal wizards crashed directly into the red lacquer pillars next to them.
There was a big hole in his head, and blood was pouring out.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty has ordered me to die, and I have to die. Oh, my Wu clan has accumulated more than 10,000 years of reproduction and accumulation, and now there is no trace left. I am so ashamed of my ancestors!"
Blood had flowed all over his face, and his hands were twitching uncontrollably. It was quite scary, and the guards did not dare to come near.
In just a few breaths, the two veterans of the Wu clan fell to the ground, unconscious.
But the monarch of the Wu clan was still lying on the bed made up of three or five concubines, his face was twitched, he was in some pain, and he seemed to be extremely troubled.
At this moment, Xuan had brought Yu Lingwei to Fengyang Palace, but he saw hundreds of beautiful women wearing gorgeous gauze clothes, whose figures were vaguely visible, lying on the carpet.
Among these women, there was a man in a yellow robe, drunk as mud, without the dignity and aura of an emperor, lying in this crowd of beauties.
Xuan Mei looked to the side, as if he felt that everything he saw was filthy, and that if he looked at it any longer, his eyes would be dirty.
After a few breaths, he waved his right hand violently, and a gust of wind roared past. The roof of the palace was lifted, and the bricks fell with a bang. The people lying on the ground were swept by the huge wind and knocked against the wall.
The concubine was so dumped that she was covered in blood and died. Countless people were injured.
The Witch Clan monarch was hit with great force, huge pain hit him, and he woke up instantly with "Ouch".
"MD, who did it? Dare to attack me. Don't our ancestors even want to live for eight generations? Come on, come on!"
His eyes were drowsy and he hadn't opened them yet, and the huge pain made him scream subconsciously.
"Open your dog eyes and take a look!" Yulingwei waved his hand gently and slapped the Witch Clan monarch on the face with a loud and bright slap.
Five dark red handprints were instantly sunk into the white and tender face of the Wu Clan monarch. At this moment, he was completely sober.
He saw Xuanhe Yulingwei, who was wearing purple armor, staring at him like a black abyss with a face as cold as death.
"Zi... Zixia Pavilion, Mr. Xuan..., Yu... Lingwei!"
"You... why are you here in the Witch Clan!"
"What do you think?" Xuan looked at him coldly, as if a dark knife was about to stab him.
The Witch Clan monarch looked around. When he found a large number of slaves tied together, he understood in his heart, "I...I surrender, we surrender!"
The concubines, who were still injured and bleeding, their eyes darkened when they saw this, and they said coquettishly: "Sir, the slave family is also a miserable person. If I don't obey, I am afraid that all my family members will be killed by this tyrant. Please wait for me."
Open up."
The Wu Clan monarch was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the women who were still having fun under him yesterday, shouting "Your Majesty, come again!" one after another, and now he turned his face faster than turning the page of a book.
As if being provoked, the Wu Clan monarch reluctantly gathered all his strength, made a few gestures, and slapped the concubines on the face with some force.
"Bitch, why don't you look like this when you're trying to please me!"
The monarch of the Wu clan was furious, his face was ferocious, and he loudly scolded these concubines.
"Hahahahaha" Although these concubines were beaten and scolded, they still laughed loudly, smiled and said coldly: "Your Majesty, you are so embarrassed!"
Xuan looked at these people and these performances, his expression still cold, "You go to Huangquan Road and beep!"
After saying this, all the imperial guards raised their swords and lowered their swords. Hundreds of sharp sword auras rippled around the palace. Within a moment, the bath in the palace had turned deep red.
The palace floor looked like it had been cut to pieces with thousands of knives, it had turned into a bloody chopping board.
"Kill all those wizards, take them captive as slaves, collect rare treasures, and return to the fairy world!"
Xuan's cold voice echoed around the palace.
He was originally going to Xiaoyao Peak to trouble Ye Kong and vent his anger on the goddess, but unexpectedly he met a witch tribe on the way, and it will be unlucky for you to be wiped out!
Now it only took three days to capture 90,000 miles of Wu clan's land, destroy the Wu clan dynasty, and obtain rich loot.
Xuan couldn't help but want to go back and report to Ye Ling, and then waited for her to look back at him with wide eyes and surprise.
This is the secret hidden deep in Xuan's heart. He has always shown a black-faced, cold and ruthless side, which made people in Zixia Pavilion think that he had no heart.
"Yes, Master Xuan!"
In less than half an hour, the rare treasures in the Wu Clan's palace were found and piled up into four golden hills.
It took Xuan four storage rings to store all these treasures. His consciousness swept over these storage rings, and when he looked at the piles of trophies, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly.
In just a moment, Bao Gong's dark face immediately returned.