As soon as Emperor Zhengde finished speaking, small yellow gates suddenly popped up at several joints that maintained the formation.
Cinnabar, talisman ashes, silver amalgam... the spell-breaking objects that had been prepared in advance were taken out of the sleeves and smeared on the formation pattern.
But in the middle of the formation, the bloody aura that was about to take shape suddenly looked like a headless fly. It struggled for a few times in mid-air, and finally stopped moving.
The worse thing is yet to come.
Without the protection of the emperor's decree, Pudu Cihang and all the demons under his command were unprepared and exposed to the fate of the dynasty, and they all felt like being struck by thunder.
And as one goes, the other goes up, and the hidden dangers of injury in the body have been refined in the past few days.
Now that the Ice Soul Qi is flowing unimpeded, Mo Wenwen's cultivation in the Dharma Realm realm has a tendency to reach a higher level. The first time he takes action, it is earth-shattering.
Within ten steps of the surrounding area, tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, and a large palm print of ice soul with a gloomy and cold ice suddenly struck towards Pudu Cihang.
Most of his efforts were spent on resisting the backlash of the fate of the country, but when Mo Wenwen was ready to hit him with a palm, Pudu Cihang felt a chill in his lower abdomen. Even with the blessing of a Buddhist golden body, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
As soon as the attack was successful, Mo Wenwen had no intention of pursuing the victory. He waved his sleeves and took up the Emperor Zhengde, then jumped up and retreated violently. He retreated to a mile outside the Jinluan Palace before he could stop.
Pudu Cihang, who had deliberately exchanged injuries for injuries to capture Emperor Zhengde and forced everyone to surrender, had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat and was extremely uncomfortable.
This eunuch is obviously very strong, why is he so cautious?!
"Fire the arrow!"
He had never had any hope of defeating the enemy so easily, but when he saw the centipede spirit walking out of the hall unharmed, Emperor Masanori still curled his lips in disappointment.
Most of the Xiaohuangmen who were sent to set up the deceiving formation in the Jinluan Palace this time have been bribed by Pudu Cihang's men. There are only a few key nodes where the secret hands are buried, and they are also dead soldiers who have been loyal to the royal family since childhood.
At this critical moment for the survival of the country, it is obviously not the behavior of a qualified emperor to be benevolent as a woman.
Therefore, after only a moment's hesitation, Emperor Zhengde decisively signaled his soldiers to fire arrows.
Suddenly, crossbow arrows mixed with kerosene, black dog's blood and other flammable evil-destroying substances made a sound of piercing the air, and the arrows rained down from the sky towards the position where Pudu Cihang was.
The kerosene stained on the arrow almost ignited as soon as it hit the object. The fire spread along the arch wall that used to be carved with dragons and phoenixes, and in a short time, the originally huge and magnificent Jinluan Hall was turned into a sea of flames.
Screams kept coming and going, it was from the little Huangmen who failed to escape from the hall in time.
Finally, some monsters relied on their physical strength to resist the fire and escape from the only exit. However, before they even had time to take a breath, in their horrifying eyes——
Several bed crossbows that had been put up on the wall at an unknown time had already been stringed like the full moon. There was only a muffled bang, and it suddenly looked like a stream of light. Before it could react, it suddenly penetrated into the eyes of the demon.
Even his big head couldn't withstand such pressure. It was like a watermelon exploding, spreading red and white all over the ground.
He killed several demons who were working for him in a series. Seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, it was about to completely cut off the possibility of people inside coming out.
However, there was no joy at all on the faces of the master and servant Zhu Houzhao and Mo Daodao.
"Grandpa Mo, did the demon escape from the palace?"
Frowning his brows, Emperor Zhengde hesitated.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the thief's aura is still in Jinluan..."
There was no need for the old eunuch to reply, his solemn eyes said everything.
Before he finished speaking, a helpless sigh suddenly interrupted his words.
"Hey, why can't you just die in peace, ignorantly and peacefully? Aren't you kind enough?"
The sound gradually approached, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, the surging sea of fire seemed to have its own consciousness, splitting into two sides and dispersing, revealing the figure walking slowly among them.
The skin all over his body exuded a metallic luster, and a few strands of damaged monk's robes were barely hanging on his body, but they could not cover up the Zen feeling in the slightest.
Three halos hang on the back of his head. At first glance, it seems that there is a voice in his heart that is constantly shouting for surrender and repentance. It seems that the mere thought of being hostile to him is the greatest disrespect in the world.
"How dare a foreign demon with little skill dare to act so recklessly in this forbidden area of the imperial city?!"
At the critical moment, it was the old eunuch who realized something was wrong first and shouted loudly, causing everyone to wake up from their confusion.
For a moment, gasps for survivors came one after another, and the soldiers walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. They had such unpredictable methods on their faces, and their eyes could not help but reveal a look of fear.
"You have ruined my good deeds several times. Do you think I really can't kill you?"
The occasional fierce look in his eyes destroyed all the peace and compassion on Pudu Cihang's face.
After all, it is a monster that has learned the Dharma to hide its heel and legs. It has gained its form but not its spirit. It has been destroyed by others over and over again. Pudu Cihang couldn't help being filled with anger. As soon as he put his hands together, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of the old eunuch.
Direct exposure to the door.
"The oven seal of Dalun Temple?"
It is said that the founder of Dalun Temple observed the great sun in the sky on the 7th and 49th day, and was inspired to create such a palm technique that is extremely yang and strong.
Once it is cast, it is like an oven of heaven and earth, unbearably hot, and is the nemesis of all cold and strange magic in the world.
Just as he was about to turn aside to avoid it, he thought that the emperor was being protected by him. Mo Wendao's face darkened, and the ice soul energy in his palms was brewing. He actually raised a pair of palms that looked like they were made of ice crystals, and ate them without hesitation.
got this seal.
Just like putting cold water into a hot oil pan, once the oven seal comes into contact with the ice soul energy, it immediately seems like a pot of boiling water has been boiled dry, and the vast white mist obscures everyone's vision.
Emperor Zhengde felt a sudden dark force coming from his waist. Before his expression changed drastically, he heard Mo Wenwen's urgent cry——
"Your Majesty is leaving the palace soon. This man is going to fight to the death, a battle between the law and the gods, and mountains and rivers will be broken at every turn. I dare not guarantee that I can fully protect Your Majesty."
However, before he could finish his words, he heard Centipede Jing sneer again.
"It's all well protected, but you should worry about yourself first!"
Then, the sound of fists and flesh fighting came from the mist, and only two figures, one gold and one blue, could be vaguely seen moving back and forth as fast as lightning.
In just a few seconds, the aftermath of the battle had turned the majestic palace walls into ruins.
"All officers and men obey the order and protect His Majesty's retreat!"
Emperor Zhengde still couldn't bear it. At the critical moment, Wu Daban, who had recently been warned by the old eunuch, made a decisive decision. He hugged the emperor who looked hesitant and rushed out.
"In this critical moment, I hope that your Majesty will forgive me and spare this disrespectful servant."