Although Liang Xiao loves money and is scheming, he is also smart and knows that Qingge at this moment needs to be read through various materials.
Liang Xiao stood up from the ground and placed all the prepared information on the desk.
"All the information that Ye Shen Palace can find about Dingbei Suburbs is on it," Liang Xiao said.
Qingge nodded slightly and looked through the information.
After a small episode, everyone in the hall regained their minds and focused on doing things.
Qingge finished reading all the information, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.
Things are getting harder.
It is indeed difficult to save the disciples of the three sects.
In other people's words, that's simply impossible.
It’s not too difficult to say a word.
Qingge's mood gradually calmed down, and one scene after another gradually appeared in his blank mind.
She was simulating the ins and outs of things, like a chess board, with heaven and earth as the game, and creatures as the chess...
"Report! The Eastern Emperor, the divine beast Fire Qilin, the messenger of the divine realm, came to Ye Shen Palace to pay homage to the Eastern Emperor, do you want to see him?" The armored soldier ran all the way to Qinzheng Hall.
Qingge looked indifferently at the soldiers kneeling on the ground, tapping the table with his hands, making rhythmic knocks.
After a long time, Qingge's voice was cold and he spoke, "Bring people."
I saw the red-haired fire Qilin with a pair of bloody eyes, with a smile on his face, and proudly walked into the Qinzheng Hall.
The Fire Kirin moved casually and simply saluted: "The messenger of the divine beast Qilin from the divine realm, has seen the Empress of the East China."
"Today, Dingbei Suburbs are very lively. If you have time to come to my Dongzhou, you are really a rare guest." Qingge smiled, with heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and a faint smile on his words, which was a momentum that came from the inside.
, Only the demeanor of a king!
Fire Qilin looked up at Qingge, and there was a stunning look on the bottom of his red eyes.
Even though it was not the first time I met the Eastern Emperor, whenever I met, I would feel a flash in the pan and a stunning look.
That innate and unique aura, charming appearance, and generous and graceful manner are truly unforgettable.
Fire Qilin once thought that the master of God had been kicked by a donkey. When he met such a girl, he didn't want to marry her home, but he actually wanted to slaughter the medicine.
"Your Excellency Qilin?" Liang Xiao saw that Huo Qilin was stunned and said nothing, so he reminded him.
Huo Qilin came to his senses and thought of the purpose of his trip to Dongzhou. He hurriedly took out a light blue invitation, walked forward, picked it up with both hands, and handed it to Qingge.
Qingge gave Liu Yan'er a look. Liu Yan'er walked to Huo Qilin with a cold face, expressionless and cold, and took the invitation from Huo Qilin's hand and respectfully
Put it on Qingge's hand.
Fire Qilin suddenly shivered, looking at Liu Yan'er as if he was seeing a ghost in the sun. Why is this woman cold like an ice cube? "My lord is wise, and he will do his best for heaven, and rule on those sick disciples who harm the people.
.However, the number of sick people is huge and they are all infected with half-demon disease, so they invited King Tianqi, King Zhonglin, the master of the four dark halls, and the leader of the Huanyue Sect to come to Dingbei Suburbs.
, Dongzhou and Eastern Emperors, together, diagnosed half-demon disease and witnessed the execution moment." Huo Qilin smiled with his lips curled up.
Qingge opened the invitation and looked at it with a clear smile: "I understand."
Fire Qilin bowed again, brought the invitation to leave here.
Qingge sat on the dragon throne and threw the invitation of the Lord of God on the desk. He wrapped his hands around his chest, his eyes were cold and his eyes were like killing!
Thinking about it, the Lord of God was afraid that she would not go, so he gave an invitation, so she had to go.
Qingge looked through the information on the table again, and after reading it, he walked out of the Qinzheng Hall.
"Bath, change clothes, go to the northern suburbs!"
“…”
Similar to the meeting of the kings in the northern suburbs of Ding, it is a very important and historic moment.
Those who are kings and emperors must wear regular clothes, wear crowns, and lead their subordinates to the northern suburbs of Dingbei.
While singing and bathing, Ye Jingfeng, Jiuci and others were preparing their elite troops to the northern suburbs of Dingbei.
In the end, this army was led by Jiuci and Xue Nu, and their subordinates were all the killers of Yingyue Tower. In addition, there were also Jian Zun Ye Jingfeng, his wife Yan Bitong, Liu Yan'er, Dongfeng Po and others.
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The army heading to the northern suburbs of Ding symbolizes the foundation of Dongzhou and is also the "magnanimous posture" of the empress.
The Lord of God always believed that even if Qingge's backstage is strong and with Jiuci help, how can he be comparable to the Divine Realm, the Four Domain, Zhong Lin, and the Apocalypse?
The power of the divine realm lies in the fact that even if all the eight guardian elders of the divine realm died and lost the help of the three sects, there were still fifty-two soldiers!
The fifty-two soldiers are the power of the God Lord. To recruit talents from all over the world and train them to be the most powerful will eventually be the killer of his God Lord alone. He has a powerful and sharp killing weapon in his hands!
Before the evening of You, the northern suburbs of Ding were already full of people.
On this day, Qingyang was so hot that it was hot that tens of thousands of practitioners of the three sects were pushed into a huge pit on the northern suburbs.
The same chain was hung around their necks, which interlaced like a spider web, and one side of the tail end was hung on the iron pillar.
Next to the iron pillar, there was a man with green face and fangs, a fierce and vicious man wearing blood clothes, carrying a scimitar on his shoulders, and holding a torch in his hands.
The flames ignited are not bright red tones, but faint purple-black fire.
This fire is called Demon Bone Fire, and the chains locking the necks of the disciples of the three sects are covered with oil.
At the same time, the side of the huge pit was covered with hundreds of heroes carrying iron barrels.
In the iron barrel, no surprise, the trees were blooming.
The Lord of God came here and rode the Fire Kirin. As the army following the Lord of the Fifty-two Sects, the 52 Sects, and the army of the Zongfu.
Together, there were at least 50,000 people, either cavalry, Bi Bin, flying with swords, or riding on the majestic monsters.
When they walked forward together, the heaven and earth trembled, and appeared in the northern suburbs of Dingbei with the momentum of wind and clouds and thunder!
"Welcome to my lord, long live my lord!" Seeing the lord of God, a total of 50,000 or more practitioners crawling on the ground, kneeling down and bowing together.
The Lord of God is high above, with majesty and arrogance, and is wearing a golden mask on his face.
He didn't speak, but raised his hand, and the practitioners stood up in a unified manner.
Then he saw Ye Qingyi stepping on the red sword and smiling at the heroes holding up the iron barrel next to the giant pit.
Ye Qingyi landed on the ground, raised her hand, and the red light came into her palm, holding the red sword that had just stepped on her feet, and whispered: "Put the fuel!"
After receiving the instructions, the heroes next to the giant pit poured oil from the trees in the iron bucket on the disciples of the three sects.
Tens of thousands of disciples were like chickens falling in pain and in disgrace.
Their faces were ugly, and they were morbid. The torture and despair for many days made them dark like ghosts.
The God Lord riding the Fire Kirin was no longer the god they admired or the supreme they worshiped, but a sinister and cunning evildoer. However, facing the powerful God Lord and the upcoming death, they were like dogs
In the end, I could not resist and only mournfully shouted that the world was unfair. How sad!
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