Sixty-nine Six: Decisive battle at the Prince's Mansion! Kill you!
After the matter fermented for a day and a night, the commotion became even bigger.
The humble prince is connecting everywhere, and the number of people standing behind him has increased, and now there are thousands of people.
Lan Ling's execution of Princess Yudie has made everyone in Rakshasa City aware of it, and the public is furious.
Countless people were shouting and killing, trying to put huge pressure on the little Rakshasa King from afar.
However, there are also many direct descendants of the Rakshasa royal family and direct descendants of the Rakshasa Elders' families who quietly withdrew.
Because they had already smelled a dangerous aura, and felt that this matter was apparently aimed at attacking Lanling, but in fact it was aimed at the little Rakshasa King.
This was related to the battle for the throne of the Rakshasa clan. Many people in power immediately held their breath and watched the changes, without expressing any opinions, and locked their own children at home.
As the father of the wretched prince who was the instigator, Elder Mokan's attitude is particularly unpredictable.
His attitude is... no attitude.
However, for him, no attitude is the greatest attitude.
On the surface, Bei Leng wanted to destroy Lanling, but in fact he was targeting the little Rakshasa King. Elder Mokan should be very clear about this.
Who is Mokan?
The biological brother of the Rakshasa King, the elder of the Rakshasa royal family, the elder of the Rakshasa clan, and the first elder currently staying in Rakshasa City.
In terms of power, he was second only to the young Rakshasa King in Rakshasa City at this time, and he was the truly powerful man.
His son drew a sword against the young Rakshasa King, but he sat back and ignored him, which proved the problem.
This means that he has begun to take sides in the future throne war, and he is on the side of the Netherworld Prince.
This is an extremely dangerous signal!
His attitude is tantamount to announcing to the world that the position of the future Rakshasa King has not yet been finalized.
All along, everyone has taken it for granted that the little Rakshasa King is the only heir to the throne and the absolute legal heir.
But now, someone has actually torn apart this understanding.
Many members of the Presbyterian Church and members of the royal family have sensed the danger. Not only do they confine their descendants at home, they even begin to complain that they are sick.
Many people can't even figure out why Elder Mokan would take such a dangerous move.
He has reached the peak he can reach. Even if he helps the Netherworld Prince to the throne, he will not be able to go a step further. Why would he do this?
There is a complete mismatch between benefits and risks!
So in the first half of the day, the whole Rakshasa City was still noisy. Everyone was arguing about this matter and shouting to kill Lanling.
By the afternoon, there was no sound.
The entire Rakshasa City was quiet, as if everyone was holding their breath.
Everyone, like wild beasts before an earthquake, hibernated in their nests and trembled slightly, waiting for the drastic change to happen.
Lanling has also become the unprecedented focus of the entire Rakshasa clan and Rakshasa City.
Everyone gathered on him because he represented the interests of the little Rakshasa King at this time.
…
Lanling is still a thousand miles away from Rakshasa City!
Lanling is still eight hundred miles away from Rakshasa City.
Six hundred miles.
Every once in a while, someone will report the traces of Lan Ling.
The last time Lan Ling came to Rakshasa City, although it was not unknown, it did not attract much attention.
But this time Lan Ling entered Rakshasa City again, which attracted everyone's attention.
Every hundred miles forward, someone will return to Rakshasa City to report.
Three hundred miles.
Two hundred miles.
One hundred miles.
Under countless focused gazes, Lan Ling, the leader of the Flame Demon Banner, rode three Chimera beasts and finally entered the sky above Rakshasa City.
But the irony is that although the entire Rakshasa City is paying attention to his arrival, there is almost no one to greet him, except for the shadow warriors sent by the little Rakshasa King.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants you to land and walk towards the Crown Prince's Mansion." Shadow Bushi said.
Lan Ling said: "Your Highness, do you mean to make the noise bigger?"
"Yes!" Shadow Bushi said.
So Lan Ling landed, rode three Chimera beasts and walked on the wide streets of Rakshasa City, heading to the Prince's Mansion for trial.
Wherever he passed, all the roads were deserted, with only countless pairs of eyes staring at his face and figure.
At the same time, Prince Bileng received the report.
"Lan Ling has arrived and is heading towards the Little Rakshasa Palace!"
The humble prince laughed ferociously and said: "This despicable thing still dares to come? His death has come!"
Taking a deep breath, he walked out of his prince's mansion.
Outside, there were thousands of people waiting.
However, these people have changed.
Some of them are followers of the Netherworld Prince, a community of interests. Their fathers and grandfathers are at the core of power of the Rakshasa clan, truly powerful people.
There is another group of speculators and those on the fringes of the Rakshasa royal family.
Their origins are also very prominent, and they can be considered members of the Rakshasa royal family, but their fathers and grandfathers are on the fringes of the Rakshasa clan's power.
There were a total of 1,300 people, and the momentum was very scary.
Prince Beileng raised his arms and shouted: "Can you seek justice for Princess Jade Butterfly, and can you safeguard the dignity of the Rakshasa royal family? At this moment. For this sacred purpose, I, Beileng, will not hesitate to be shattered into pieces.
Lanling’s corpse was cut into thousands of pieces and the nine tribes were exterminated!”
"Crush Lanling's corpse into thousands of pieces and kill the nine tribes!"
"Crush Lanling's corpse into thousands of pieces and kill the nine tribes!"
Then, the humble prince led this huge team of powerful disciples to the prince's palace in a mighty manner.
Lanling went from east to west, and Prince Bileng's procession went from west to east.
The two sides faced each other and gathered towards the Prince's Mansion in the middle!
Half an hour later, both parties gathered in front of the Prince's Mansion.
The humble prince looked at Lan Ling and said coldly: "Despicable fellow, today is your day of death. If you can come out alive, I will give you your head!"
"Crush Lanling's corpse into thousands of pieces and kill the nine tribes!"
The powerful disciples of the Rakshasa clan behind Prince Bileng shouted loudly, looking at Lan Ling with an expression as if they wanted to choose someone to devour.
The gate of the Prince's Mansion opened, and a demon general shouted loudly: "Lan Ling, the humble prince enters for confrontation!"
Lan Ling stepped forward directly and walked into the Prince's Mansion.
The humble prince raised his arms and shouted: "The decisive battle is now!"
Then, he led more than a thousand powerful disciples to rush in.
With his villainous heart, he was afraid that the more than a thousand followers behind him would not be able to enter and create pressure on the little Rakshasa King, so he really took advantage of the situation and rushed in.
The moment he stepped into the gate of Little Rakshasa Palace, he said in his heart: "The first battle of the battle for the throne has begun!"
At the same time, a man in black robe entered a dark and huge mansion and said to Elder Mokan: "Master, it's starting over there!"
Elder Mokan nodded and took a deep breath.
"The big tear has started!"
At this special moment, the high-level struggle among the Rakshasa royal family suddenly started.
Although it was planned for a long time, it broke out suddenly.
…
The main hall of the Prince's Mansion is opened.
The little Rakshasa king is seated on a golden throne.
Even if there are more than a thousand people standing in the majestic and resplendent hall, it does not seem crowded.
This is just a small Rakshasa palace, not a Rakshasa clan palace.
On the left side of the main hall, stood the humble prince and more than 1,300 powerful disciples.
On the right side of the main hall, there was only Lan Ling alone, and he looked beyond helpless.
In the corner of the hall, dozens of spiritual priests monitor every spiritual force field in the hall to prevent any party from lying.
Under the golden throne, sat representatives of the Rakshasa Royal Clan Council of Elders and representatives of the Rakshasa Clan Council of Elders.
Princess Sha Yan, on the other hand, was sitting at the back of the hall, with a spar screen blocking her figure.
Almost everyone is already in place.
Then, a burst of dense footsteps came.
Hundreds of black-blooded warriors and thousands of Prince's Palace warriors poured in like a tide, standing like nails on the square outside the main hall.
"Rumble..."
Then, one door after another of the Little Rakshasa Palace was closed.
The little Rakshasa King still had a sculpture-like face and said calmly: "Both sides are here, let's start!"
He looked at Lan Ling and said: "Lan Ling, the leader of the Flame Demon Banner, the humble prince is suing you to kill Yu Die, the righteous daughter of the royal family. Is this a problem?"
Lan Ling said: "I guess so!"
The little Rakshasa King continued: "Is it true that the humble prince is suing you to kill the servants that Yudie brought with him?"
"Yes!" Lan Ling said.
Prince Beileng said sternly: "Your Highness, the facts are all there. Lanling's killing of members of the Rakshasa royal family is tantamount to rebellion and the greatest evil. Please punish him in a canonical manner to exterminate the nine clans and safeguard the dignity of our Rakshasa royal family.
"
After saying that, the humble prince knelt down.
"Please His Majesty the Crown Prince, please punish Lan Ling in a canonical manner and exterminate the nine tribes!"
The more than a thousand powerful disciples behind him all knelt down in unison, as if they were going to put huge pressure on the little Rakshasa King.
The little Rakshasa king said: "Lan Ling, do you have anything to say?"
Lan Ling said: "Your Highness, the cold prince seduced and robbed my concubine, Shi Yudie, and tried to destroy my marriage with the Rakshasa royal family. He committed a heinous crime. Please execute him by castration to serve as a warning to others!"
Prince Bileng's eyes turned cold, and he pointed at Lan Ling and said, "You are slanderous and jump over the wall. You said that I seduced Princess Yudie. Is there any evidence? Are there any letters? Any witnesses?"
Of course, there is no evidence of the affair between the humble prince and Yudie. Not a word was left behind, and no one else saw it. It can be said that there is no evidence.
The servant Yudie sent to seek help from the humble prince was also killed by him long ago.
"Evidence?" Lan Ling sneered: "Of course there is evidence!"
Then, Lanling clapped his hands.
A very beautiful and graceful woman walked out. Her figure and appearance made her look like a jade butterfly.
Only those who are most familiar with Yudie can feel that the energy aura between her and Yudie is different.
She walked to the top of the main hall, pointed at Beileng and said: "Your Highness, Prince Beileng has tried to molest me several times in Rakshasa City, and I will never obey. However, I didn't expect that after I went to Yanmo City,
He actually wants to use his power to snatch me away from my husband, Lan Ling, please give me justice, Your Highness!"
Suddenly, the entire hall seemed to explode completely!