Chapter 870 Qian Jun Dao is really panic
In the pavilion, Zhou Waner and Qing Ge’s hands holding the teacups froze and their brows furrowed.
A few people knew Xin Zhuo very well and were even talking about it just now. Now he has "appeared" and done such a big thing.
Rebel the seven kingdoms and captured all the masters sent by King Jing. What kind of feat was this? How did he do it with his cultivation level?
The key is to fight against the Great Qian Dynasty in a corner. Doesn’t he know that when the Great Qian Dynasty was first established and the world returned to its center, all the major medieval and ancient forces sent their respected elders or outstanding disciples to assist? The capital of Daqian Emperor is now full of masters. Can this power destroy anyone or a single force in the world?
By doing this, wouldn’t it be self-inflicted and deprived of life?
Beside the pavilion, Ji Pixuan stood with his hands tied, two golden crown tassels fluttering in the wind, his pupils shrank, but there was no anger on his face, just a terrifying calmness. After a long time, he raised his head and seemed to feel that every time A piece of peach blossom was smelly, and he whispered: "How can there be peach blossoms in this season? Cut them down!"
"Here!"
Bai Wangjie was panicked, hurriedly rushed in, and waved his hand. , hundreds of powerful masters surged out from all around, slashing with their swords.
Soon the peach tree broke and the peach blossoms were scattered all over the ground.
Ji Pixuan seemed to be in a much better mood. He turned around and said with a smile: "Mortal alchemy is not trustworthy!"
Several people in the pavilion did not understand what he said.
Ji Pixuan explained to himself: "Some magicians say that the word "Lu" means "Shun". Taohuawu here is one thousand, six hundred and sixty-six miles away from Great Saturday, which is exactly the number of 6,666, and it is also "Shun". Shunshun, the meaning is good, but it’s a pity that it doesn’t work. Xin Zhuo is really... damn it!” Three hundred thousand tiger soldiers, three hundred thousand dragon and leopard troops, three hundred thousand demon soldiers, three hundred thousand wolf soldiers, three hundred thousand black armor soldiers and three thousand sky-winged warriors and five hundred monks under my command will set out tomorrow. The eight kingdoms in the East were massacred every time they entered the city. All the royal families of the eight kingdoms were slaughtered, and all the gentry of the eight kingdoms were slaughtered. Everyone related to Xin Zhuo was executed in Ling Chi! "
"Here!"
A large number of generals and civil servants suddenly flew out of the surrounding courtyards.
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At the beginning of the lanterns, Nanli City was implicated in the war. For several months, people were in panic and businesses were in ruins. And because the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty used the wrath of thunder to destroy all enemies, Re-radiate powerful vitality.
The lights of the four-hundred-year-old ancient city are bright, the streets are crowded and noisy, and the Goulan wine shop is overcrowded. The power and wisdom of the Holy Ancestor Emperor are everywhere being promoted, and the fastidious people are celebrating the victory with firecrackers. It kept ringing.
However, it was much quieter when we arrived at the old Nanli Prince's residence street, Jinzifang, because the residences of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, the prince and civil and military officials were temporarily stationed here, and a large number of elite military personnel were stationed here. He and the eunuch Ouchi closely monitored the surrounding area and did not allow anyone to approach.
In the palace, the masters of Da Luo and Dayan were placed in Xiyuan.
In the main courtyard of the atrium, Su Wuji and his wife and court officials who came from the imperial capital were chatting with Emperor Ji Yong and his son about the bright future. After all, the four western kingdoms had been destroyed, and Mr. Zhuge and the others were leading troops to attack. The three kingdoms of Song, Jing, and Qi have lost their elites. It will not be difficult to destroy them. The future will be great.
"Papa..."
Xin Zhuo walked out of the east courtyard with the eunuch San Jingzi, with a hint of drunkenness on his face.
He chatted with his master, his wife, and his fellow apprentices for the entire first half of the night. There was really endless talk, endless talk about "in the beginning", but at the end he changed the subject, what should we do in the future?
What should we do in the future? It’s better to say that the war at Zhongyuan Tianque Canyon is over, or what to do with the Daqian masters and troops who are coming soon?
The prosperity and victory before our eyes are actually vulnerable!
Xin Zhuo couldn't give an answer, at least he, his master, his wife, and a group of fellow apprentices couldn't tell.
"Your Majesty!"
San Jingzi beside him suddenly pointed to the grass not far away, where a man bowed and saluted, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Xin Zhuo looked over and saw that he had actually spotted that person a long time ago. "Your Majesty!"
The headmaster of Xuantian Sword Sect, Daozhen, raised his head with humility and cowardice on his face. He originally wanted to call "Xin Zhuo", but he just felt that now How could Xin Zhuo still be the same Xin Zhuo he was before? The Holy Son and Su Lao were both prisoners, and he was a piece of shit?
"Is something wrong?" Xin Zhuo's face was cold.
Dao Zhencheng was frightened, thought about it, and explained: "Uncle, I was wrong back then. People are selfish and will inevitably do some wrong things. Uncle, I'm sorry for you!"
This apology was forty or fifty years late, but Daozhen felt that it was not too late to apologize now. He was indeed trapped and killed by Xin Zhuo back then, but now that the Lord of Da Luo has returned, he is also in a difficult situation. In fact, everyone is one of his own, right?
After his eldest son Bai Zong died that year, he took several more female cultivators as concubines over the years and gave birth to eight sons and seven daughters. He no longer had any ambition. His talent was not very good. Even if he can't survive, he should always think about future generations. Xin Zhuo has unclear thoughts. If he treats himself as cannon fodder and kills him casually, with his meanness over the years, none of his children may survive.
He was actually frightened today, especially when the Saint Son and Saint Maiden knelt down and died with one of the two elders!
This Xin Zhuo is like a demon, making him unable to resist at all. He needs to save himself.
Xin Zhuo did not answer directly, but asked San Jingzi: "Why did the prisoners of Daluo Dayan escape?"
Before San Jingzi could speak, Daozhen's heart sank. He knelt down and gasped: "Zhuo'er, uncle sneaked out on his own, please spare him!"
" Press back!"
Xin Zhuo waved his hand heavily, and dozens of soldiers acting as masters of the Great Zhou Sect not far away rushed in like wolves and tigers, dragging Daozhen away.
Dao Zhen was in a state of confusion, knowing that Xin Zhuo could never forgive himself, so he couldn't help but break the jar: "This world is huge, and things in the world are complicated and confusing. You are extremely talented, and you will live for a long time, and you will definitely become a big shot. Why be so mean?"
Mean?
Xin Zhuo chuckled lightly, he was already showing mercy by not killing these Daluo and Dayan disciples immediately.
It was his ambition to destroy Daluo Dayan within a hundred years, but not at this time. He needed to enter the other side's mountain gate with dignity and dignity in order to untie the humiliation and knot in his heart! And Daozhen is a mortal man.
After a while, he retreated to Sanjingzi and wandered by himself. When he arrived at a dead and quiet side courtyard, a strange wave of power faintly emanated from it.
It’s Xue Ji!
After the death of the great Luo Su Lao, the earth-level origin in his body had no owner, so he gave it to Xue Ji for refining.
That’s right! After the death of a Yuanji realm master, the original power in the body will dissipate again between heaven and earth.
If you don’t become a saint and enter the Tao with your original source, this source is not yours and is equivalent to being given to you for temporary use!
He is now a heaven-level origin, and earth-level origins are useless to him, because only five earth-level origins can be combined into one heaven-level one. If he wants to take the power of his origin further, he needs 25 earth-level origins. Where can he get one? So much, time-consuming and labor-intensive, it would be more practical to sacrifice the souls of five Yuanji masters with heaven-level original power!
Nine tails faintly appeared in the room. I don’t know how long it will take for Xue Ji to survive. She has the earth-level origin left by the Dayan Saint. This fusion will probably make her stronger!
After watching for a while, he turned around and continued walking as he pleased. Unknowingly, he reached the backyard. There was a women's boudoir or a boudoir opposite, and an old woman was holding incense to drive away mosquitoes.
Xin Zhuo asked curiously: "Old man, why don't you rest late at night, but why do you smoke out bugs here?"
The old woman didn't know his identity, so she quickly saluted: "My dear, there are the most mosquitoes and birds at night, so I'm afraid it will be damaged. Wooden beams!”
Xin Zhuo asked again: “Whose room is this?”
The old woman also looked confused. Ran said: "The old woman is not sure. This seems to be a lady's boudoir, but our prince only has three daughters and two sons. The three princesses have already married and have never lived here. It's really strange. The prince and princess didn't know, they just sent the old lady to take care of it from time to time."
Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, he knew whose room this was.
Su Miaojin!
(End of this chapter)