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…
The result can be imagined. 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 destroy 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 would I do it 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 control 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.
Unexpectedly, Lian Luo
Jin Xi is no match?
How powerful is this Mr. Ling?!
"Prince"
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 had been crippled, said a few words, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
"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!" The 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.
"Second Prince, let me help you!"
Lu Yue's voice rang out, and he grabbed a knife and chased after him.
"withdraw!"
At the same time, one of the ninth-grade God Emperor men in the Red Flame Blood Guards shouted loudly before turning around and running for his life.
After the battle, only less than thirty of the one hundred Red Flame Blood Guards are left, and the others have already laid down.
After hearing this, the thirty people did not insist anymore and followed him one after another.
laugh!
However, as soon as the ninth-grade God Emperor flew less than two to three hundred meters away, he was cut into two pieces by Ling Hao's arc-shaped sword light, and blood spurted out wildly.
"Kill everyone in the Scarlet Flame Empire!" Ling Hao said loudly.
"Copy that!" Qin Yuxin, Xuan Chenxi and Qinglong responded, then dodged and chased after him.
call!
Then, Ling Hao dodged towards the battle circle between Yu Lin and Lin Mao in mid-air.
At this time, Yu Lin's body was already covered in scars, and it was a miracle that he could survive until now.
Of course, Lin Mao also had a lot of injuries, but he was much better than Yu Lin and could still maintain 70% to 80% of his skill.
And when he saw Ling Hao chasing after him, Lin Mao obviously lost any intention to fight.
However, in his current state, it is already too late to escape.
Before he could run very far, he was killed by Ling Hao's sword!
ten minutes later.
Everyone landed on the ground near the ring.
All the Scarlet Flame Blood Guards had been killed, and except for the three people from Luo Zhenxi's camp who were in the early stage of the God Queen, they were all lying on the ground.
Plop!
At this time, Luo Qianling walked up to Ling Hao and knelt down without any warning.
Then he said with a grateful face, "Thank you Mr. Ling for saving my life!"
"With a little effort, princess, please get up!" Ling Hao was slightly stunned.
"Master Ling's great kindness to our Bingyun Empire will never be forgotten by Qian Ling!" Luo Qianling continued.
"Princess, you get up first!" Qin Yuxin knew that it was inconvenient for Ling Hao to help her, so she quickly walked up and helped her up.
"Thank you, Mrs. Ling!"
Luo Qianling stood up and took a deep breath before continuing to look at Ling Hao.
"Mr. Ling, Qian Ling has something else to ask for. I wonder if I can ask Mr. Ling?"
"Are you worried about the situation at the palace?" Ling Hao naturally knew what she was thinking.
"Exactly!" A look of deep worry flashed across Luo Qianling's face.
"Haha, I'm just thinking about the palace now. It's already too late." Not far away, Luo Zhenxi said with a twisted expression.
"Although I know that I will die soon, there are so many people who deserve to be buried with me."
"Idiot!" Qinglong adjusted his breath slightly and then said, "You are pinning your hopes on your 'ghost dead soldiers', right?"
"If your guess is correct, all the 'Ghost Dead Soldiers' should be concentrated under the valley outside the north gate of the Imperial City, right?"
"Huh?!" After hearing Qinglong's words, Luo Zhenhong and Luo Qianling were stunned at the same time.
"So you trained the 'Ghost Death Soldier'?!" After a pause, Luo Qianling looked at Luo Zhenxi with an atmosphere on his face.
There have long been rumors about the 'Ghost Dead Soldiers' in the Imperial City, and the royal family has also ordered a thorough investigation into the matter to find out who is behind it, but to this day there has been no result.
She never imagined that the owner of the 'Ghost Death Soldier' was actually Luo Zhenxi!
"How do you know?" Luo Zhenxi ignored Luo Zhenhong and looked at Qinglong with a shocked face.
"As expected!" Zhuque and Baihu looked relieved.
Then, Bai Hu looked at Luo Zhenxi and spoke.
"I'm sorry to inform you that those 'ghost dead soldiers' of yours have probably become real dead people now!"