It is difficult to kill the strong people who control the country. They have too many incredible magical powers, such as rebirth by dripping blood. But they are not impossible to kill. Any strong person who controls the country is besieged by several times the same level of opponents and can only be killed. Can end up drinking hate.
Don't you see that King Pingtian has been ruling the country for a long time, and he has also fallen.
Even if the Holy Cult Leader comes back, they have no chance of winning two against four.
But the Queen Mother sneered and asked sternly: "Your Excellency, you want to control the court and establish a new king?"
Huang Yuanhe took a step back: "I don't dare. In my heart, I only want to help the country, assist your majesty to work hard to govern, and revive our dynasty."
"Very good, you think the same thing as me."
The Queen Mother smiled strangely, and tapped her long-nailed fingers gently on the throne. In the imperial city, the storm surged, and suddenly it seemed as if the gate to the underworld had opened.
A phantom returned from the southwest, holding in his hand a warhammer made of the flesh and blood of the souls of enemies. The handle was made of the corpses of countless worms.
He was flying above the imperial city, and great fear enveloped the entire imperial city.
Two people walked out from the darkest place of imprisonment in the deepest part of the Imperial City.
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The fourth slave hurriedly knelt down: "Your Highness!"
There was pain in Prince Qianhe's eyes, and he struggled with his will but could not resist in the end. On his Yinshen, invisible to the naked eye, there were densely wound with countless black "silk threads".
He is a powerful man who controls the country, but he cannot break away from these constraints. Others don't know, but he has suffered from it, but they can vaguely guess that the roots of Huang Tianli's holy religion are not in this world, and their methods do not come from this world.
Therefore, the powerful people in this world who want to crack down on their strange methods are unable to do anything in their eagerness.
"You, please retreat..." Prince Qianhe spoke, his voice and wording were a bit strange.
The Fourth Slave was no longer surprised when he arrived, but the prince's appearance completely disrupted his plan.
For anyone, if the town council falls, they will be suppressed, but they cannot be manipulated. Strong people who have reached this level have their own dignity. They will never allow themselves to be manipulated, even if they die. There will be no compromise.
Therefore, the plan between him and Song Zheng included a plan for the Queen Mother to use Prince Qian and Xiao Zhen as hostages to confront them, but there was no plan for Zhen Guo to be manipulated and fight back against them.
The fourth slave burst into tears and kept kowtowing: "Your Highness!"
Prince Qianhe looked up to the sky and sighed, unable to control himself. This strange method made him endlessly humiliated and unable to kill himself!
The fourth slave stood up and looked back three times: "Your Highness has great ambitions, please keep yourself useful and don't act out of anger. I will definitely rescue you."
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Xiao Zhen's appearance also surprised Fan Zhenguo and Sloppy Old Hu.
Xiao Zhen is not a real strong man who controls the country. Once he is entangled by the weird secret technique, it is even more impossible to break free. Compared with Prince Qianhe, he feels a little less humiliated in his heart, but more angry.
It's just that he has a calm look on his face. In this life of ups and downs, strong winds and waves, he has been in charge of Longyi and has the power to defend the world, and he has developed a state of mind that is not alarmed by any changes.
"You two, please go back." Xiao Zhen said, "Otherwise you can only kill me."
"This..." Fan Zhenguo was also surprised. Huang Tianli's method of establishing the Holy Cult was mysterious and strange, with many special techniques, but it was unheard of for a strong man to control Zhenguo!
When Huang Tianli's holy religion was at its peak, they also killed Zhen Guo. If they had such strength, they should not have killed, but controlled.
The unexpected turn of events occurred, and Fan Zhenguo said in a deep voice: "My lord, please don't move. The two of us will join forces to lift the ban for you!"
Xiao Zhen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Prince Qianhe was also controlled by the evil spell. If he could be freed, he would have died of self-shock. Huang Tianli's holy sect comes from a foreign land and is not a method of this world. In time, there may be a way to break it, but When you are in a hurry...it is absolutely difficult to break free."
The two powerful men who ruled the country refused to give up. They glanced at the imperial city and saw the phantom of the Holy Master.
He was holding a warhammer made of flesh and blood and the souls of enemies. His whole body was illusory, but when he sensed the gazes of the two powerful men who ruled the country, he condensed a pair of eyes.
Fan Zhenguo responded with a look that was full of sarcasm.
Feel free to try it!
Fan Zhenguo was furious, but Xiao Zhen suppressed his anger and ignored the Holy Master's offense. He said to the sloppy old Hu: "Let's take action together."
The holy leader didn't even look at them, his shadow fell to the ground, and he walked out of the imperial city step by step with his war hammer in hand. Behind him, he left a clear footprint, which was three feet long and three feet deep!
In the footprints, there is fire burning, dark and hot, which can incinerate the Yin gods.
Wherever he passes, no living thing can come close to Baizhang, otherwise his soul will be scattered.
He walked through the capital step by step, using his patience to intimidate the entire capital. The noble families in the capital who were suppressed were trembling and did not dare to act rashly.
He stood in front of the Yamen of Longyi General Administration of Health.
Captain Long Yi who was guarding this place was also tough and endured the pain of his soul and refused to retreat! But within a moment, his soul was gone and the hollow body collapsed.
The peak ancestors can compete with this magical power, but within the scope of this magical power, everyone's strength is severely weakened!
The peak ancestors of Long Yiwei and the peak ancestors of Jiangnan have a large number of people. But even if they gather together, it is difficult for them to fight against a powerful person who controls the country. What's more, in this state?
Song Zheng gathered his strongest strength and joined forces with Huang Yuanhe to have a decisive battle with the Queen Mother, but he did not expect such a result.
The Holy Master took a step forward and entered the yamen of the Longyi Guards Administration. The spiritual array, walls, and gate towers collapsed in this step. Any strong defense was in vain in front of the strong man who ruled the country!
The peak ancestors roared in unison, and when the holy leader's condensed eyes looked at them, four or five of them fell on the spot.
"Back off!" Song Zheng's voice came from deep inside the Yamen, ordering the ancestors not to come forward to die.
"Sir!" A peak ancestor shouted sternly: "We are not afraid of death, please leave quickly and make a comeback!"
"Sir, please leave quickly and make a comeback!"
The eyes of the holy leader are full of sarcasm. I am here, want to leave? What a joke.
Song Zheng said solemnly: "I can't leave. I didn't expect Huang Tianli's Holy Cult to have such means. If you lose, you lose. Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence, and there will be no regrets."
Seniors, you no longer need to make unnecessary sacrifices. Please listen to my last order and retreat..."
"grown ups!"
"Let's go, the Queen Mother's target is me."
The peak ancestors gritted their teeth and burst into tears, slowly retreating, and their figures disappeared into the capital.
The Holy Leader snorted coldly, but the retreating figures were all imprisoned by some kind of power and reappeared! He didn't let any of them go!
He took another step and came to Song Zheng.
Xiu Yunqi stood between him and Song Zheng. With a flick of the holy leader's finger, Xiu Yunqi vomited blood and flew out. His body was still in the air, but he was also imprisoned by that force, just like other ancestors.
The Holy Cult Master looked at Song Zheng with a bit of admiration in his eyes. His voice was ethereal and strange: "This is your last chance to surrender to my Holy Cult and become a believer. I will spare your life!"
Song Zheng laughed loudly: "It's still the same sentence, why do you need to say more when you seek kindness? Let's do it!"
The holy leader was angry and slammed down the war hammer in his hand: "You are stubborn!"
boom……
A huge bloody light shot up into the sky from the yamen of the Longyi General Administration of Health. The entire capital's strong cultivators sensed it, and the commanding officer's aura completely disappeared from the world in an instant!
"Song Zheng...is dead?"
When Qian, Prince and Xiao Zhen walked out of the imperial city, everyone already understood that Song Zheng had lost.
Huang Tianli Holy Cult was actually able to control the powerful people of the country. Although if you think about it carefully, the conditions for this kind of control may be extremely strict, and it must have relied on the luck of the entire dynasty, but it is still terrifying!
Changsunjie was thousands of miles away and clearly watched the whole process through the spiritual array at home. He had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was not very happy because Song Zheng, whom he had always been optimistic about, had failed.
"Father?" Changsun Meng sensed that something was wrong with his father's mood and asked with concern.
Changsunjie shook his head gently: "Who else in the world can control the Queen Mother?"
"Song Zheng's plan this time was not secret. He wanted to deal with the Queen Mother, and everyone in the city was in trouble. How could the Queen Mother not respond? But the Queen Mother remained unmoved. Sure enough, she had a complete arrangement secretly, and she was just waiting for Song Zheng to step in. Falling into a trap, alas..."
Having said that, this is a decisive battle. At this point, any tactics are of no use, and the competition is about hard power.
The Queen Mother knew this in advance. If she was not strong enough, there would be nothing she could do to Song Zheng.
"Huang Tianli Holy Cult... its foundation is like an abyss, which makes people fearful."
"A generation of talented people has fallen like this, which makes people sigh with regret."
"Song Zheng is indeed worthy of being called a genius!"
Changsunjie had a final verdict on Song Zheng. Even though he had never been optimistic about Song Zheng, he still gave him such a high evaluation as "a genius of a generation".
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In the imperial city, Huang Yuanhe was stunned for a while. The Queen Mother's face was as cold as a knife. The moment the hammer fell and Song Zheng was wiped out, she finally showed a smile: "Master Chief Minister, where are you going?"
Already failed, surrender!
Huang Yuanhe is not Song Zheng, he is already Wenxiu Zhenguo. If you want to kill him, you will probably have to pay a high price.
The Queen Mother knew very well the nature of these "literary cultivators". Most of them kept talking about "righteousness", but they were often unwilling to follow it. Those were the rules they used to restrain others.
So she wanted to try to "force" Huang Yuanhe to surrender. If Huang Yuanhe decided to compromise temporarily, she would have enough time and means to slowly and completely conquer Huang Yuanhe, at least not to let him become an obstacle to her.
Huang Yuanhe remained motionless, and Wen Xiu's power to govern the country remained intact: "The Queen Mother thought that without Song Zheng, Huang would have lost his courage? Hahaha."
The Queen Mother sighed, knowing that the strong man who ruled the country had a rock-like character and would not give in even if he was in dire straits. The attempt just now was useless.
Chapter completed!