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434, Qian Yiming destroyed the sect with three swords, and the heavens gathered in the imperial city

The thunder and lightning are soaring, and the blood is soaring to the sky!

As Qian Yiming's military order was issued, the entire Southern Wilderness began to shake!

The 800,000 Red Flame Army and 100,000 Xuanyang Guards who fought in the Southern Wilderness were ordered to return to Zhongzhou.

When these troops, who had been tempered in blood and fire for decades, set foot on the land of Zhongzhou, spiritual light surged between heaven and earth.

The fighting spirit and evil spirit condensed into endless killing phenomena, turning into various magical beasts.

This is an army that has fought hundreds of battles, and it comes with full murderous intent.

"This is going to cause a bloody storm..." An old man standing on the border of Zhongzhou raised his head and whispered softly.

Behind him, several middle-aged practitioners nodded.

"Ancestor, since Qian Yiming's army has turned around, he must be planning to kill people. But can he and Prime Minister Han win this round?" A middle-aged man wearing a green robe and a gray-black long sword hanging on his waist asked.

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"Yes, Prime Minister Wen is modest, but he has never been so fierce. This Han Prime Minister has not yet ascended to the throne, but he is killing like this. Can he sit still?" Another young man in white robe also spoke up.

No one thought that Han Muye would take action directly before entering the imperial city.

Is this arrogance or prestige?

For Taoism and all parties, the choice at this time is also a dilemma.

For those who comply, many may feel unwilling to do so. After all, Han Muye's reputation is far inferior to that of Wen Mo Sheng.

If you don't comply, you will inevitably become the object of Han Muye's ascendance to establish his power.

The old man standing in front shook his head, with a hint of depth in his eyes: "I don't know what to do, it just depends on whether Qian Yiming and Han Xiang can stabilize the situation."

"If it can be done, I will naturally go to the imperial city."

"If it doesn't work..."

Not finished yet.

No need to say much.

If Qian Yiming fails to suppress the Taoist sect, the reputation of the new prime minister will be damaged, and Tianxuan will be in chaos for at least a hundred years.

The key is that in a time of conflict, how can it be possible to stabilize the situation for a hundred years?

The most likely possibility is that the Taoist sect will rise, leading Tianxuan to fall to the fairy world and destroy Tianxuan.

At that time, there might be many great monks in the Tianxuan Dao Sect who would take this opportunity to be promoted, or it might even be possible to become a Dao Ancestor!

Southeast of Zhongzhou, Baiyue County.

Above the vast mountains, spiritual light flashed.

A heavenly cultivator stood in mid-air, looking forward.

A hundred miles ahead, qi, blood and spiritual light are intertwined, and there is even more awe-inspiring energy entangled.

That is Qian Yiming's army.

"This Han Muye is really arrogant to the extreme. Back when he was anointed as a god at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, he was already facing my Zhongzhou Taoist sect. Today -" A black-bearded Taoist with a long sword on his back gritted his teeth and spoke in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, someone beside him said calmly: "If you are not convinced, you can challenge him yourself."

challenge?

Taoist Blackbeard's face froze.

He didn't dare.

He is also a swordsman, so he knows how strong Han Muye's swordsmanship is.

He could conquer Donghai with one sword. How could he challenge such a person?

"Huh, what's the point of saying such sarcastic words? There are so many people here today, not even Qian Yiming's army dared to stop them." He scratched his neck and snorted coldly.

There are all powerful people from the Southeast Dao Sect present, and every one of them is in the Heaven Realm.

There are so many people here just to see what Qian Yiming's army will do after entering Zhongzhou.

"Okay, don't argue, let's watch the movement of the army." In front, an old man in white robe waved his hand, and everyone became quiet.

Yuancheng Zhenjun, a great Taoist monk, entered Taoism and achieved semi-saint cultivation.

When this man spoke, no one present dared not listen.

In the entire Tianxuan, there are only a few people whose spiritual path has entered the semi-saint realm.

Nearly half of these people were stationed in the Imperial City under Wen Mo Sheng.

There are only a few powerful Semi-Saints who are actually in charge of the Southeast Dao Sect.

Yuancheng Zhenjun is considered the strongest among them.

The Songyuan Dao Sect behind him is also one of the three major sects of the Southeast Dao Sect.

This time, various Taoist sects in the southeast quietly gathered experts to come and watch. It was the Songyuan Taoist Sect who called for it, and Yuancheng Zhenjun personally presided over it.

"I have met Mr. Yuancheng Zhenjun, Han Muye, twice. His Confucianism and Taoism are profound. He can become a god in one word. His swordsmanship and alchemy are also powerful to the heavens. He is no different from the Wen Mo Sheng of the past."

Next to Zhenjun Yuancheng, an old man with a ruddy complexion wearing a black robe spoke softly.

Being able to stand side by side with Zhenjun Yuancheng, this person's cultivation level will naturally not be bad, at least he is also a major master in transforming into gods.

In the land of Taoist struggle, one can transform gods into peaks. With the power of transforming gods, one is the top powerhouse in the world.

"What Fellow Taoist Yuyan said is that if Han Muye is really an ordinary person, Wen Mo Sheng will not let him inherit the phase." Zhenjun Yuan Cheng nodded and looked at the aura of energy and blood in the distance.

"In this game, we can only bite the bullet and compete with them."

After Master Yuan Cheng finished speaking, his eyes shone brightly as he stared at the blood tiger transformed by Qi and blood.

In the sky, a thousand-foot-long blood tiger took shape, roared, and rushed into the mountains.

"It's... Nanyuan Dao Sect!" Someone exclaimed.

True Lord Yuancheng gritted his teeth and his aura surged around his body: "Nanyuan Dao Sect is a steadfast and self-reliant member of the Southeast Dao Sect. The two Taoists Yuan Yuan and Yuan Gu both have ethereal minds."

The old man in black robe beside him nodded and said in a deep voice: "Nanyuan Dao Sect has a high status in the Taoist sect. There is a mountain guarding formation in Nanyuan Mountain of the mountain gate. The two Taoist friends are both out-of-body cultivation, and there are three heavenly realms.

,hope--"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light curtain had already risen above the mountains in the distance.

Mountain protection formation.

They are all Taoist practitioners. With this large formation together, everyone can judge the protective power of the formation.

"If you can withstand attacks below the fifth level of the God Transformation, as long as you hold on today, we will quietly go to support you." Yuancheng Zhenjun said in a low voice.

Behind him, everyone nodded silently.

Nanyuan Daozong resisted the returning army of Nanhuang for one day, and then they quietly supported and dragged the army here.

After three to five days, seven or eight days, even if the Nanyuan Dao Sect is defeated, the morale of the army will be exhausted.

If this is the case, it only takes seven or eight sects to work together to drag the army at the southeastern border for three to five months. Can the new prime minister really not enter the imperial city for three to five months?

In fact, it doesn't take long, as long as the army is frustrated and the new Prime Minister loses face, the Southeast Gate will win this game.

"Buzz——"

There was a roar in the sky.

Several phantoms of spiritual light appeared on Nanyuan Dao Sect's mountain-protecting formation.

"I have seen Commander Qian in Daoyuan Valley, but I don't know what the commander means when he comes with a large army?" A figure with a height of 100 feet raised his hands and spoke calmly, and the voice could be heard thousands of miles away.

At this moment, everyone within a thousand miles turned their attention to the direction of Nanyuan Dao Sect.

"It's Nanyuan Daozong!"

"Qian Yiming's army turned around and chose Nanyuan Dao Sect as their first stop. Are they really going to take action?"

"Nanyuan Dao Sect is also a large sect in the southeast, and there are many strong men in the sect. Qian Yiming may not be able to win in this battle!"

Some people are excited, some are worried, some are angry, and some are looking forward to it.

After all, he is an outsider, watching the fun.

At this time, the one who really needs to make the decision is the Nanhuang garrison commander, Qian Yiming.

Qian Yiming stood above the phantom of the blood tiger, holding the long knife in his hand, with a stern expression on his face, and murderous intent flashing in his hands.

"According to the imperial edict."

"Destroy disobedience."

The long sword was slowly unsheathed, and Qian Yiming's voice matched the sound of the long sword being unsheathed.

Overflowing with murderous intent!

"When did I, the Nanyuan Dao Sect, disobey?" Another figure shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking, Qian Yiming's long sword had already been chopped off.

"kill!"

One word!

I came here today just to kill!

"Roar--"

The blood tiger roared and hit the light array in front of it.

The golden light curtain trembled, but in just one breath, it shattered into tiny pieces.

In front of the 800,000-strong iron-blooded army, Nanyuan Dao Sect's mountain-protecting formation was no more solid than a piece of paper.

"Tie——"

"Lock--"

Above the Nanyuan Dao Sect, two out-of-body major cultivators shouted at the same time, and the spiritual light in their hands turned into ropes and iron chains, shrouding the blood tiger's head.

Qian Yiming moved and flew down. The long knife in his hand struck down with the power of collapsing a mountain!

The light of the sword activated the power of heaven and earth, and instantly collided with the two hundred-foot shadows of two out-of-body overhaul practitioners.

"boom--"

Cut it in two!

No fancy knife skills, simple to the extreme.

After one stab, the two out-of-body cultivators retreated sharply, with a trace of fear on their faces.

Qian Yiming, the commander of the Xuanyang Guard who was not well-known in Zhongzhou and was completely suppressed by Butcher Lu, could actually break the phantom of their two souls with one sword?

Such combat power has exceeded their expectations!

Qian Yiming held a long knife in his hand, followed closely, and struck down again with the knife.

This time, what he hacked was the mountain gate of Nanyuan Dao Sect.

The blade is like a drum, stirring up the storm.

At this moment, the power between heaven and earth gathered into a hundred-mile-long sword and slashed down!

"boom--"

The entire Nanyuan Mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and debris flew away!

With one strike, a thousand-foot-long crack appeared, connecting Nanyuan Mountain to the mountains behind it, splitting it in half with one strike.

The mountain gate of Nanyuan Daozong was also divided into two halves.

The mountain-protecting formation, where the sect was stationed, was divided into two halves and no longer remains.

The blood tiger roared again, let out a long hiss, and crashed directly into the broken mountain gate, then dissipated and turned into a bloody army.

Ten people formed a team and cooperated with each other to form a small battle formation, a hundred people formed a military formation, a thousand people formed a large formation, ten thousand people formed a legion, and a hundred thousand people formed a legion, suppressing the entire Nanyuan Mountain, and all the auras were locked.

Blades and spears move forward like cutting wheat.

When the military formation breaks through the mountain gate, what awaits is massacre.

Even the powerful people in the heaven realm can only watch this scene at this time.

"You. You, you are trying to destroy our Nanyuan Dao Sect's inherited tradition -" Taoist Yuanquan looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice was tragic and solemn, and his aura turned into gold.

This is to push the power to the extreme, and the power of the soul and soul of the out-of-body overhaul is integrated with the physical body, doubling the combat power, regardless of the path of cultivation.

Not only him, but Taoist Yuan Gu next to him, as well as several other Heavenly and Half-step Heavenly realms, all merged with Yuan Shen and Nascent Soul bodies to activate the strongest power, and then moved towards Qian Yiming below.

Rush away.

If we don't exert our dying power today, the sect will be destroyed and they will become a rootless spring.

Looking at the two out-of-body major cultivators and a group of Nanyuan Dao Sect masters rushing towards him, Qian Yiming showed a smile on his face.

After fighting in the Southern Wilderness for too long, the blood-evil spirit on the sword was too heavy.

At this time, all evil spirits are boiling.

"cut."

His knife was raised.

As he raised his sword, energy and blood condensed into one stream on all the military formations.

Borrow the power of an 800,000-strong army to kill him with one sword!

The light of the sword shone, and the void in front of him was shattered with one strike. The two out-of-body major cultivators, three heaven-level cultivators, eight half-step heaven-level practitioners, and five eighth-level golden elixir practitioners were all shattered into pieces and merged into nothingness!

This sword gathered the power of the southern wilderness army's military formation and showed the strength of the military formation.

"boom--"

Between heaven and earth, the spiritual light shines like a sea.

This is because too many powerful people in the heavenly realm have fallen at once, and the power to feed them back is too great.

Half of the sky turned golden and red!

The shining sword light and the golden spiritual light complement each other and cannot be dissipated.

Three swords.

From beginning to end, Qian Yiming made three moves.

Cut off the phantom of Yuanshen with one sword, break through the mountain gate of Nanyuan Daozong with one sword, and kill the major cultivator in the heaven realm with one sword!

In the distance, Yuancheng Zhenjun and others had solemn expressions on their faces, their faces twitching.

Many people clenched their fists and tried their best to stop the chill in their hearts.

From the time the Blood Tiger took shape and rushed into Nanyuan Mountain to the time when Nanyuan Dao Sect was destroyed, the whole process only took a quarter of an hour.

A powerful sect that has been inherited for thousands of years and possesses out-of-body overhaul was just wiped out and the inheritance was cut off!

"Are you serious about destroying the Nanyuan Taoist Sect?" A Taoist wearing a green robe looked pale and spoke in a low voice.

The strength of the sect behind him is far inferior to that of Nanyuan Dao Sect.

Nanyuan Dao Sect was destroyed in one battle, can the sect behind him be able to withstand it?

Within a thousand miles, countless practitioners stared wide-eyed.

The fluctuations of spiritual energy between heaven and earth cannot fool anyone.

A large Taoist sect was destroyed in a quarter of an hour.

Is this the power of the Southern Wilderness army?

"If it's like this, I..." On the bluestone, the old man who exudes the power of a heavenly practitioner whispered to himself.

Behind Yuancheng Zhenjun, many people's eyes began to flicker.

Yuancheng Zhenjun took a deep breath and showed a stern look on his face: "There are three thousand southeast gates. Let me see if Qian Yiming will destroy them one by one."

"Either he can sweep away the whole army day by day, or he can disperse and conquer."

"It will take ten years for the army to clean up the three thousand gates."

"Spread out and conquer. I'll see how many of his millions of troops can be divided into."

There are many Taoist gates in the eight southeastern counties.

Today, Qian Yiming's iron-blooded methods can intimidate thousands of miles away, but they cannot intimidate all Taoist sects.

Daomen and the new Han Xiang are fighting for the general trend, but they are not really trying to stop Qian Yiming here.

As long as Qian Yiming cannot quickly defeat Zhongzhou, and as long as Han Muye enters the Imperial City and there is still Heaven Realm stationed outside the Imperial City, the Dao Sect will win.

Yuancheng Zhenjun's words left everyone in silence.

In this round, Qian Yiming's iron-blooded destruction of the Nanyuan Dao Sect shocked them in the end.

Even if Qian Yiming's army is dragged here as Zhenjun Yuancheng said, it will still be dragged with the lives of the disciples of each sect.

"True Lord, can't we gather the strong men from our Taoist sect and kill Qian Yiming directly?" A middle-aged Taoist wearing a white robe said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Yuan Chengzhenjun's eyes flashed and he said word by word, "As long as he divides his troops, I will take action directly today."

Take action directly!

It turns out that everyone is here today just to assassinate Qian Yiming!

It was only then that everyone knew Yuancheng Zhenjun's true intentions.

Qian Yiming can sweep through the Nanyuan Dao Sect with his army, but he cannot wipe out the Southeast Dao Sect one by one.

The only way is to divide the troops everywhere.

Everyone thought that Lord Yuancheng meant to intercept them everywhere after dividing his troops.

Only now do they understand that as long as Qian Yiming divides his troops, it will be his death!

On the flying boat a million miles away, looking at the army gathered in formation behind the mountain gate of Nanyuan Daozong in the light curtain, Yun Duan raised her head and said: "Prime Minister Han, how will the army behind them act?"

Han Muye's eyes fell on the light screen.

On it, the shadow of the blood tiger has begun to appear.

A deep spiritual light flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Don't move."

Yun Duan was stunned for a moment, and confusion flashed across her face.

Above the light curtain, the blood tigers reunited.

Qian Yiming, who stood on Xuehu's head, slowly raised his hand.

"Every department listens to orders."

At this moment, the situation in the southeast is changing.

In the distance, Lord Yuancheng narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, all the powerful Taoists held their breaths.

As soon as Qian Yiming's army divides its forces, that's when they take action.

"The whole army obeys the order and repairs on the spot——"

Qian Yiming's voice echoed loudly.

The blood tiger disappeared instantly and the military formation dispersed.

Lord Yuancheng and the people behind him had dull expressions on their faces.

The countless cultivators who paid attention here all looked confused.

Play?

The new Prime Minister is waiting for Qian Yiming to sweep the world, and countless sects are waiting for him.

As a result, after gathering this army and destroying a large clan, you didn’t want to leave?

Trim?

"What does this mean?" Thousands of miles away, a Taoist wearing a green robe showed surprise on his face.

"Perhaps he is waiting for us?" An old man with white beard gently stroked his long beard with a smile on his face.

Everyone else turned to look at him.

"Qian Yiming comes from a big family in the imperial city, and he is always good at steering with the wind."

"He wiped out the Nanyuan Dao Sect in one battle and has been handed over to the new country."

"As for what to do next, it depends on our Taoist sect's will."

The old man chuckled softly, and the smile on his face became even wider.

"This Qian Yiming is really an interesting guy."

"This business can be done."

Business?

Many people showed joy on their faces.

As long as the important matters of family and country are turned into business, everything will be easy to handle.

Taoists are accustomed to doing business.

"Then, let's get in touch with Commander Qian?" someone said in a low voice.

On the mountains in the distance, two old men sitting opposite each other gently moved the chess pieces in front of them.

"Qian Yiming's move should be to increase the chips in his hand." The old man holding the black piece dropped a piece and said calmly.

"Yes, I have the same intention." On the opposite side, Bai Zi fell, and the old man in green robe spoke.

The black piece falls on one corner, forming a strangling situation for the white piece.

The old man holding the black man chuckled and said, "Then let's get in touch. No matter what the request is, I will agree to it."

"As long as you can kill the big dragon and a few clowns, there's nothing to worry about."

The black-robed Taoist said, stood up and looked into the void ahead.

"When Han Muye is unable to suppress Tianxuan's momentum and mobilizes Wen Mo Sheng to return, and the army of the fairy world in front counterattacks, and those who are forced to go straight to Tianxuan's homeland, then the Dao struggle will be stable."

The old man in green robe chuckled, looking at the chessboard situation that was about to become clear in front of him, his eyes were filled with hatred.

"Tianxuan Confucianism has suppressed my Taoism for tens of thousands of years, leaving us with no way to practice."

"The hatred of the road being cut off, even if Confucianism and Taoism are extinguished ten thousand times, I still won't be able to understand the fire in my heart."

The old man in black robe nodded and said softly: "It's almost, it's almost..."

On the flying boat millions of miles away, Yun Satin looked at Han Muye with a solemn expression.

Qian Yiming's army reorganized and stopped moving forward.

Sending Qian Yiming's army back to Zhongzhou was the second edict issued by Han Muye, the new Prime Minister.

If Qian Yiming dares to violate it, what prestige will Han Muye's edict have in the future?

"Prime Minister Han, how about I ask Gongsun Shu to go there?" Yun Dang took a breath and spoke in a deep voice.

Gongsun Shu was in the imperial city at this time.

A strong man who became a semi-saint through swordsmanship, his combat prowess is at the top of this world.

Han Muye raised his eyes and looked at Yun Duan: "Where should Gongsun Shu go?"

Yun Duan looked at him but didn't answer.

Han Muye slowly stood up and walked out of the flying boat.

"You think Qian Yiming betrayed me, so you sent Gongsun Shu to kill him and regain control of the army?"

Han Muye's voice came.

Yun Satin did not answer.

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Han Muye stood outside the cabin of the spaceship, looking at the clouds in front of him.

"Confucianism and Taoism have been in charge of Tianxuan for too long, and everyone has become accustomed to this order."

"I'm here to break this order."

"Wen Xiang is Wen Xiang, I am me."

Han Muye spoke calmly, and there were flashes of spiritual light and divine light on his body.

Everyone has overlooked one thing.

Han Muye's research on Shinto and the power of Shinto he wields are unparalleled in the Tianxuan world!

Even Huang Tingshu, who used Shinto to achieve the status of a saint, was no more advanced in Shinto practice than Han Muye.

The perfection of Dahuang Court also owes its contribution to Han Muye.

"I'm very curious. I, Han Muye, am somewhat famous in Tianxuan. Why does everyone think that I will put all the pressure on Qian Yiming?"

Han Muye spoke calmly, with a hint of indifference in his voice.

This sentence filled Yun Sang's face with surprise.

yes!

The successors appointed by Prime Minister Wen are all strong men in swordsmanship, Confucianism, and alchemy who are hard to find in this world.

Why is such a talented person ignored by everyone?

unless--

Unless he did it on purpose!

Yun Duan stood up with a smile on her face, walked to Han Muye's side, and looked up and down.

"Xiang Han, you did all this on purpose, right?"

"You caused the power of the Southeast Gate to gather, and everyone's eyes were on Qian Yiming. There must be other purposes."

But Yun Dang didn't know what Han Muye's purpose was.

However, he will know it soon.

The power of Shinto in Han Muye became more and more solid.

The way of heaven and the way of God merged, and golden divine light shone towards the surroundings.

Around the flying boat, streaks of divine light turned into pillars of light.

Yun Duan stared at these light beams with wide eyes.

"This, this is where the royal family worships, and where the Xuanyang Guard royal family guards and guards."

"You, you marked the locations of all heavenly practitioners?"

Turning around and looking into the distance, two pillars of light were revealed in the mountains a hundred miles away.

It's just that the color of the divine light of these two light pillars is different from the golden light pillar on the flying boat.

One is light yellow and the other is light red.

"Those who cherish the profound knowledge of heaven are golden."

"Those who have rebellion in their hearts are red."

Han Muye spoke softly.

The divine light spreads hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles, one hundred thousand miles, millions of miles, tens of thousands of miles!

The entire Zhongzhou is shrouded in divine light!

At this moment, not a single cultivator in the heavenly realm of Tianxuan World can escape!

No matter you are in famous mountains and rivers or in uninhabited valleys.

It doesn't matter whether you are deep in a heavily protected sect or under a cliff.

Whether you have been in seclusion for a hundred years or a thousand years, as long as there is still a breath of heaven, a pillar of light will appear above your head to support the sky!

Yuancheng Zhenjun slowly turned his head.

Behind him, pillars of light appeared above the heads of each major cultivator.

He and several out-of-body experts had blood-red light beams on their bodies, while some others were light red, some intertwined with light red and light yellow.

The old man in black robe beside him had both red and yellow colors on his body.

At one glance, Yuancheng Zhenjun already understood the meaning of this light beam, and then his heart was filled with chills.

"So, not all of us are determined to be enemies of Confucianism and Taoism?" He turned to look at the old man beside him.

"Fellow Taoist Yuyan, it turns out that until now, you still have the idea of ​​colluding with Confucianism and Taoism?"

He was filled with murderous intent.

The old man in black robe raised his head and looked at the beam of light above his head.

A trace of confusion flashed across his face, and then turned into determination.

As his gaze changed, the golden halo in the light pillar actually became a little thicker and more solid.

"Haha, if this pillar of light hadn't appeared, I really don't know that I would have had the intention to compromise in my heart." The old man in black robe shook his head, with emotion flashing across his face.

He glanced at the beams of light above the practitioners' heads, and then said softly: "As expected."

"Most of the Taoist friends who come from the large southeastern sects are determined to rebel. However, I and other small sects who come from small sects don't seem to have much intention to resist."

"Perhaps in our opinion, we will get about the same results if we follow Confucianism and Taoism or if we support Taoism..."

In front of him, those practitioners with different colors and different shades of light beams above their heads slowly and unconsciously stepped back, each looking for those with the same color to stand together.

More than twenty heavenly beings were suddenly divided into three pieces.

There are five firm red light pillars and ten light red ones. They stand together.

Five figures, half red and half yellow, stand together.

The eight people who were more pale yellow quietly retreated away.

Zhenjun Yuancheng's body was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes swept over the heavenly realm cultivators with light yellow beams of light above their heads.

Several of them also looked wary.

"Zhenjun Yuancheng, this is no longer the time for our civil strife. Take a look at Qian Yiming's army..." The old man in black robe sighed and turned to look in the direction of the collapsed Nanyuan Mountain ahead.

Everyone turned to look.

Among Qian Yiming's army, there were also golden light pillars emerging.

A total of more than forty golden light beams shined together.

Then, these golden light pillars left in twos and threes, leading the army to various places.

The campaign against rebellion began.

But at this time, Yuancheng Zhenjun and the others were unable to take action.

Because even their own people couldn’t believe it.

Because, Qian Yiming's army is already heading this way!

With the pillar of light as a guide, the powerful in the heavenly realm are like bright lights!

Within thousands of miles, the beam of light can be clearly seen.

Red, light red, red and gold intertwined, and golden.

Three hundred and sixty-one rays of sword light flew out, turned into a sword formation, and fell towards Zhenjun Yuancheng's head.

The edict written by Han Muye himself combines the power of heaven and earth with the power of the sword.

At this moment, both Taoist Yuyan and other heavenly realms chose to step back.

There was no way, the power displayed in this sword formation was so strong that they didn't even have the courage to face it directly.

"boom--"

The sword formation enveloped True Lord Yuan Cheng.

The sword light condensed into blood red.



In heaven, there are no secrets.

On the mountains in the distance, the two old men playing chess had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

Above the two people's heads, there were also intertwined and shining beams of light.

It's just that the light beams above the two people's heads are intertwined with gold and red.

The top strong man in the Taoist sect, but he has no firm rebellious heart.

How do these other Taoist disciples, who are determined to obey and fight to the death for the independence of the Taoist sect, look at this?

"Brother Gu, I just tried it. This beam of light uses the power of heaven and earth to activate the power of Shinto. I can't cover it up." The old man in black robe who was holding the black piece said softly during the game.

The old man in green robe opposite him nodded and said: "The power of Shinto is in harmony with heaven and earth. Every word and deed we have ever done resonates with it, so our thoughts will be judged."

Looking at the beam of light above his head and the other's head, the old man in green robe shook his head: "We practitioners who have understood the cause and effect only have our own way in our hearts, so we will be judged as half-rebellious and half-close by Heaven."

What he said is true.

Those in power only consider interests.

Using countless creatures as pawns, it has no firm position of its own.

Everything is based on self-interest.

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"Tian Xuan's new phase is really powerful..." The old man in black robe looked up to the sky and sighed. The originally golden and red light beams on his body gradually turned into mostly golden and faint red.

"It seems like we have to go to the Imperial City."

The old man in green robe nodded, and the light beam on his body changed rapidly.

In the entire Zhongzhou, no one thought that the new Prime Minister Han Muye would directly solve the problem of Tianxuan's position in such a way.

In just three days, countless sects from the Heaven Realm set off and rushed to the imperial city.

They had to wait outside the imperial city before Han Muye entered the imperial city.

In the past three days, many heavenly cultivators with red beams of light on their heads fell into madness, and then did many extreme things, and were eventually killed by strong men from their own sect or other strong men.

The light pillars on more heavenly practitioners slowly changed, and when they left for the imperial city, the light pillars turned completely yellow.

Many disciples in various sects breathed a sigh of relief.

No one wants to become the next Nanyuan Daozong.

There are also many disciples in various sects who cannot change for a while and fall into madness and confusion.

The elder sect master who stands firm in his stance and is the staunch supporter of the Taoist sect’s independence turns out to be a person who obeys Confucianism and Taoism at heart?

What they have always said are just lies to themselves?

In these three days, countless Taoist disciples' Taoist hearts collapsed.

Qian Yiming's army surrounded and killed Yuan Chengzhenjun, directly shocking all parties.

Even half-saints can be killed!

After that, the army killed several more heavenly realms and also slaughtered several Taoist sects.

But compared with the overall situation of the three thousand sects, the people he killed were only a drop in the bucket.

Although he was very depressed, he and his army had to seal their swords.

Because they can no longer find the enemy.

All the heavenly realms are going to the imperial city.

The powerful men in the heaven realm among their own army also want to go to the imperial city.

Since all the sects with powerful Heavenly Realm members have gone to the Imperial City to express their submission to the new Prime Minister, Qian Yiming's mission has been completed.

Neither he nor the generals under his command expected that a seemingly impossible task would end so successfully.



Han Muye's flying boat was 300,000 miles away from the imperial city.

Ahead, the golden light pillars have joined together.

In the distance, over the Imperial City, golden light pillars intertwined, reflecting the sky into gold.

Everyone who came to the Dao Sect Heaven Realm outside the imperial city looked pale and did not dare to raise their head.

Even the most powerful Taoist sects, with hundreds of heavenly beings arriving at one time, bowed their heads and did not dare to say a word.

The city is filled with golden pillars!

From the direction of the Imperial City Academy to the Imperial Palace, various houses in the upper city, and several large camps, which place is not a pillar of light reflecting the sky?

There are seven or eight people in one place, a dozen heavenly realms, and in the imperial city with a radius of thousands of miles, there are countless light pillars densely packed in the heavenly realms.

All you can see is the golden color that shines through the sky and the earth.

"Xiang Han, there are not so many heavenly realms in the imperial city, right?" Yun Duan said in a low voice while standing on the bow of the ship.

As the new emperor of Tianxuan, she still has some understanding of the power in the imperial city.

There are many masters in the imperial city, and there are many major Confucian and Taoist cultivators, but there will never be so many.

Hearing his words, Han Muye chuckled and said calmly: "I must have shown off ten times more."

"Actually, if the Heaven Realm stationed outside the boundary returns, it will far exceed these numbers."

The truly powerful people in Tianxuan are all outside the realm, and only less than one-tenth of them are in this imperial city.

If a strong man returns, he will indeed be able to fill the city with golden beams.

As the flying boat moved forward, the spiritual light intertwined with the power of heaven and earth, causing the general trend of Tianxuan to surge.

At this moment, everyone inside and outside the imperial city was waiting.

Waiting for the new Prime Minister to enter the imperial city.

This person has used his iron-blooded methods and supernatural power to prove that he is qualified to become the Prime Minister of Tianxuan Kingdom.

Two hundred thousand miles.

One hundred thousand miles.

Fifty thousand miles.

Thousands of miles.

Outside the Imperial City!

The majestic army greeted them respectfully, and the imperial city's long beams of light lined up out of the city. There was a golden beam of light in a radius of thousands of miles.

At this moment, in this place thousands of miles away, all the strong men from Zhongzhou gathered.

Yun Duan looked at the imperial city ahead and said softly: "Prime Minister Han, once you step into the imperial city, you will become the most respected person in this world."

Beside her, Han Muye was fully clothed, carrying a black sword case on his back, and stepped out.

"Who said I was going to enter the imperial city?"

"Am I gathering so many powerful Tianxuan people just to show off my power?"

The sword light rose from Han Muye's body.


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