"Protect the palace! Protect the palace!" the officials urged anxiously.
"Guard the restriction with all your strength and prevent them from entering the palace. We must hold on until the ancestor comes back!" The king quickly recovered and ordered in a loud voice. Although he wanted to maintain his majesty as a king, the urgency in his voice could no longer be concealed.
In the restricted stronghold areas throughout the palace, more than ten sages each guarded a place, activating the restrictions and firmly guarding their positions.
This formation is called the Yin-Yang Soul Array. It is activated by fifteen sages and with the help of the saint power left by their ancestors, it can completely stop the attack of the semi-saint level powerhouse. They are willing to believe in their ancestors and also believe that the formation can resist.
As long as they can hold on until their ancestors return, the judges of Jiulongling will have no choice but to retreat.
"Unless it can be broken down from the inside, there is no way to break the restriction!" The veteran ministers of the kingdom shouted loudly, encouraging the guards and venerables in the palace: "Everyone, venerables, must hold on! Believe in the ancestors, and believe in the endless prosperity of the country!"
"Hold on! Hold on!"
"I can definitely resist it!"
"It will work. Believe in the country and believe in yourself!"
A middle-aged venerable man sat cross-legged on the stone platform, guarding his position. His breathing was rapid and his face was covered with cold sweat. From time to time, he raised his eyes to look into the sky, where three semi-saints were approaching unhurriedly.
"Hoo ho ho! The admonishers are right. Unless they can disintegrate from the inside, they can't break through the restriction. Inside? Huh, as long as I'm here, don't even think about coming in!"
He kept comforting himself and pouring spiritual energy into it, but... in the high tension, he felt something strange behind him. The more he felt it, the clearer it became. A somewhat ominous premonition gradually emerged in his heart.
And then……
His eyes rolled, his brows furrowed, his neck stiffened, and he calmed down a little, then turned around and glared angrily: "Who's there?!"
Not far from the stone platform, a bald man leaned against the palace wall, holding a giant black knife and picking his teeth wildly. He rolled his eyes boredly and said, "Brother, we are just trying to make a fool of ourselves."
What? Or just forget it?"
"You...who are you? How did you get in?" The middle-aged venerable was stunned. Where did the stranger come from? Or was it the aura of a martial arts master?
"I've been here for a long time, and I see that you are very focused and haven't been willing to take action. I think we should forget it and just call back and forth. We are all in a hurry and make money by being friendly." The bald man winked at the middle-aged man and said quite a bit.
The elegant demeanor coupled with his wild body shape and the way he picked his teeth with a knife gave the middle-aged man a chill.
In different areas, at different positions, the Dragon Thorn and Dragon Teeth Venerables who had lurked in all appeared, acting lazily, but their eyes were sharper than the last, and they basically did not take any action, but the threat they posed was not reduced at all.
Their sudden appearance made the atmosphere everywhere extremely strange.
Fight? Once the fight starts, who will protect the formation?
Without human support, the formation becomes nothing more than a display. Who will stop the judge?
Once the judge comes in, will the tens of thousands of people in the palace be at their disposal?
They had a sense of despair, their breath was weakening invisibly, their courage was quieting, and the power injected into the formation was also diminishing. Gradually, the newly formed forbidden formation disappeared silently.
In the inner courtyard of the harem, where the princesses and princes gather, they are facing cruel threats.
"Good luck to you, the queen, you are so polite." A tall and thin young man shook away the blood from the steel knife in his hand, his greedy eyes wandering around the graceful figure in front of him. His face was pale, his lips were blood red, and his eyes were slender.
Like a fox, it gives people a gloomy and dangerous feeling.
After he massacred more than thirty guards in the inner courtyard like a ghost, in the eyes of Hou and the maids, he was no longer just gloomy, he was simply a devil.
"You...what do you want to do?" The queen's face turned pale. She tightly held the collar of her gorgeous palace clothes and huddled on the bed while guarding her ten-year-old child, the prince of the kingdom! The maids
They were all unarmed ordinary people. Facing the brutal killings and the blood on the ground, they were so frightened that they could only tremble. It was their limit to remain standing.
"The boss arranged for me to come get something, which is the baby in your arms." The white-faced boy smiled evilly, put away the steel knife and walked towards the bed where only the king could usually sit.
The queen's breathing was rapid, her face was pale, panic gripped her whole body, and she was speechless.
The white-faced boy licked his blood-red lips, slowly approached the queen, took a deep breath of the rich body fragrance, and exhaled with enjoyment on his face: "Should you hand it to me with your own hands? Or should I do it myself? The boss said, if the queen
I will remain polite to those who obey me, but if I don’t obey... Hey, let me do whatever I want. Your Majesty, I haven’t eaten meat for a long time, so why don’t you show mercy and show some symbolic resistance? I can enjoy the kingdom.
What does it feel like to be a queen? Don’t worry, my skills are very good."
The Royal Palace Treasure Pavilion was once a heavily guarded forbidden area. Now because the kingdom is facing threats, the guarding King Wu and Wu Zun have supported the front line. Now there are only a few dozen soldiers to guard it symbolically.
But when Luo Hu and others launched a strong attack, the guards here turned into corpses all over the ground.
Zhuge Liang stood in front of the treasure pavilion, looking up at the nine-story high-rise building with jade tiles and glazed glass, smiling almost stupidly, almost fainting from happiness, and occasionally letting out a comfortable whisper between his breaths.
It's so wonderful, so happy, and I love this world so much.
Zhuge Liang did not participate in the fierce battle, but was entrusted by Tang Yan with a glorious and arduous task - to empty the kingdom's treasury! Not even a gold coin could be left behind!
In order to complete the huge project, he borrowed thirteen space storage bags from the judge and the captains of Dragon Thorn and Dragon Fang. Each space is about fifty square meters. It seems to be a lot when combined, but if you want to empty it out
The treasure trove accumulated by the Arbitration Kingdom over thousands of years is still somewhat lacking.
So, after thinking about it, he brought a larger storage space - Jing Feiyu!
Anyway, I was ordered to guard Jing Feiyu, so I might as well bring her with me. Some things that are not particularly precious, I might as well store them in her ring first. As a treasure of Tianji Pavilion, Jing Feiyu’s space ring must not be small.
It's nearly a thousand square meters, but it has to be a few hundred square meters.
Jing Feiyu kept as calm as possible, but his pretty face still showed a cold look. He looked up at the fat man in front of him who suddenly danced happily. For the first time in his life, he had the urge to kick someone. It was still so strong.
"Little daughter-in-law, let's go, hurry up. I, Zhuge Liang, will accomplish a feat today that will make the king of the Arbitration Kingdom wake up crying from his sleep." Zhuge Liang danced happily, twisting his fat butt, towards the treasure pavilion.
Float away.
Jing Feiyu never thought that one day she would become a thief or steal the treasury of an ancient country, but before she could raise her feet, a sentence came out that almost made her fall down.
"As a subordinate, you must understand the intentions of your superiors and achieve perfection. Mr. Tang asked me to empty the treasury. I can't limit myself to this. I have to look higher and take bigger steps!
We will make a quick decision, clean up the treasury, and then go to the homes of the princes and generals twice to see if there are any treasures. We will try to plunder the entire inner city before the end of the war.
Alas, it's a pity that the space container is not enough.
Huh? That’s right! There must be a few space containers in the kingdom’s treasury, right? Those ministers should also have them at home, right? Just take them out and use them!
Wow haha, Master Liang is so smart, yeah, yeah, the word genius was simply coined for me. O treasury of the kingdom, treasures of nobles, open your big hearts and wait for Master Liang’s blessing!”
The dispersion of the royal palace's prohibition formation was equivalent to opening the heart of the kingdom to the enemy. The king and his ministers were slightly distracted, feeling that something cracked open inside their bodies, and a thick coldness filled their bodies, followed by despair and fear.
There is no longer any arrogance or any courage.
The three judges did not stop until they reached the sky above the palace. There was no need to spread their aura deliberately. The unique pressure of the semi-saints at this moment was like the arrival of the ancient gods, looking down on all living beings and overlooking the ministers.
The king took a hard breath, his face was extremely ugly, he wanted to say something, but couldn't squeeze out a word.
The Grand Judge spoke indifferently: "Arbitration King, where is the Dragon-Eating Loach? Can you lead the way for us? Or should we do it ourselves?"
The fourth judge carried the black iron coffin with both hands and sneered evilly: "Perhaps you have forgotten what my young master said, let me repeat it to you again. Once the city is broken, no royal minister will be left alive! But nothing is absolute, and whoever behaves will If you do well, you can still survive, eh? Who wants to show off?"