Chapter 800: Destiny, Tearing Is
If you want to defeat Jiang Wuji, you can only break this day, and you can only break the rules that seem to be untouchable, but run silently between heaven and earth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
However, at this time, no one persuaded Zheng Ming, and from Zheng Ming's successes again and again, they not only saw Zheng Ming's methods, but also saw Zheng Ming's temperament.
Zheng Ming, this guy, will definitely not listen to himself and others.
If the people of Vientiane Sect do not persuade them, it does not mean that the people of the Immortal Sect will not come forward, and Ge Yunsheng and others of the Immortal Sect have already regretted their bowels at this time.
If he knew that Jiang Wujian had already obtained the Mandate of Heaven, then the Immortal Sect would not choose to take refuge in Zheng Ming no matter what.
Not to mention most of the elites of the Immortal Sect, even if all the elites of the Immortal Sect died, they would definitely not take refuge in the Immortal Sect.
But now, it's too late to say anything, they have already announced to the world that they have taken refuge in Zheng Ming, so their relationship with the War Emperor Palace has been severed.
It is even said that they have become traitors to the War Palace, and the people of the War Palace hate them more than they hate Zheng Ming.
"Lord, you can't move forward, the Perfect War Emperor has already obtained the Mandate of Heaven, let's ...... We are definitely not his opponents!" Ge Yunsheng, the head of the house, was the first to run in front of Zheng Ming, crying bitterly.
For Ge Yunsheng's obstruction, Zheng Ming just gave one sentence, that is, leave, or die!
Ge Yunsheng was unconvinced, but he was also afraid of Zheng Ming's might, so he had to leave and leave. But just a quarter of an hour after he left, the Vientiane Sect disciple who was responsible for conveying Zheng Ming's order sent Zheng Ming's decision.
A certain family wants to come to the War Palace in person and tear that bullshit destiny!
This is the original words of Zheng Ming conveyed by the disciples of the Vientiane Sect, and as soon as these words were conveyed, the entire Immortal Sect was in an uproar!
Among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, although most of them were disdainful of Zheng Ming's announcement, there were also people who felt that Zheng Ming's announcement was really manly.
But more disciples of the Immortal Sect are paying attention to their own affairs, and what they are thinking about in their hearts is what they should do when the battle palace is in the palace and when the real war comes.
Dead in the War Palace?
At the moment of life and death, many of the concepts that were previously adhered to will change, so some disciples of the Immortal Sect made their own choice after carefully weighing it. Zheng Ming and they can't afford to provoke it, and they can't afford to provoke the Emperor of War who is destined to return.
Going to the Battle Palace should be a dead end, in this case, they feel that their only choice is to leave.
Only by leaving can they live, and only by leaving can they live.
There are not a few people who make this choice, so when the moon is dark and the wind is high, some people begin to leave quietly.
In this case, Zheng Ming can't be hidden, and Qingluo can't be hidden, although now because of the condition of the Law Body itself, the three Qingluo can only exert the power of the early stage of the Law Body Realm at most, but this is enough.
"At this time, if you make an example, you should be able to stop the current situation. The voice of the divine Qingluo was calm, and at this time, she seemed to say the most ordinary thing.
In Zheng Ming's mind, there were already several disciples of the Immortal Sect who were about to escape, and these disciples looked extremely nervous, and it was obvious that they were still full of fear for themselves.
"Do you think I really need them when I go to the Battle Palace?"
The Divine Qingluo didn't speak, and after a while, he said: "If you don't stop it, there will be more and more people who will escape." ”
"A rabble like this, when it's gone, it's gone. Zheng Ming said indifferently. The prestige of those Immortal Sect disciples had already been used by him, and if they ran, they would run away.
On the first day, only dozens of disciples of the Immortal Sect ran, but because Zheng Ming didn't care, on the second and third days, the disciples of the Immortal Sect ran thousands.
In the end, even some of the elders of the Immortal Sect secretly ran away, and the ones left by the Immortal Sect, plus Ge Yunsheng, were less than thirty.
And the escape of the disciples of the Immortal Sect also brought some disciples of the Vientiane Sect. Many disciples of the Vientiane Sect still regarded Zheng Ming as their sect master, but there were also many disciples who heard the Mandate of Heaven and chose to leave.
According to them, although they were willing to be loyal to Zheng Ming, they were absolutely unwilling to send them to death.
Therefore, these disciples of the Vientiane Sect were mixed with the disciples of the Immortal Sect and secretly left.
Xiao Wuhui, Jin Jian and others, at the beginning, they also blocked it, but in the end, they found that Zheng Ming did not express his position, and they were not willing to be evildoers.
"Master, stop it, if you don't stop it, I'm afraid there won't be too many of our people left. Fang Yunbai was the disciple who reminded Zheng Ming the most, but Zheng Ming didn't pay attention to this disciple's reminder.
Seeing this old disciple kneeling in front of him with a sad face, Zheng Ming understood in his heart that this old disciple was one of the people who really thought about himself.
"What I am about to embark on must be a path of glory that will be preached through the ages, and when they flee, they have lost a chance to live forever. ”
Zheng Ming's words made Fang Yunbai's face twitch, he really didn't understand where his master had so much self-confidence.
He had the heart to persuade again, looked at Zheng Ming's indifferent look, and finally closed his mouth, but he secretly made up his mind that he must find Fu Yuqing, the master, to talk to him and ask her to persuade him.
Allowing his subordinates to leave like this is really a huge blow to the morale of himself and others.
Ge Yunsheng has always focused his attention on Zheng Ming's body, and as his disciples ran more and more, Ge Yunsheng already had an awareness of waiting for death at this time.
It's not that he doesn't want to run, but he is afraid that once he leaves, he will completely anger Zheng Ming, in that case, if Zheng Ming turns around and attacks the Immortal Sect, then he will become a sinner of the sect.
This Zheng Ming, what kind of idea is he fighting, he wants to tear apart the Mandate of Heaven, but why, he doesn't stop his disciple from leaving. What exactly is he going to do, is he sure about this attack on the Battle Palace?
Fang Yunbai sat on the back of a three-colored giant elephant, and his heart was very irritable, the team that was originally vast and had a feeling of not being able to see the edge at a glance was now only a few hundred people left.
Hundreds of people, if the gang in his childhood hometown fights, a few hundred people is really not a few, but his own master, this is going to destroy the palace of others.
Just now, he sent away a few fellow sects with good relations, and these fellow sects said very frankly, they left not to turn their backs on Zheng Ming, but they were not willing to send them to death like this, they wanted to leave some fire for the sect.
In this case, Fang Yunbai did not persuade again, he knew that it was useless to persuade himself, and he could explain to himself at this time, these people who were ready to leave had already made up their minds.
Master, if you are in charge, what you are in front of you is a mighty team!
Although in the past, he was only the manager of the Scripture Pavilion, but Fang Yunbai actually read a lot of books.
Because he has read books, Fang Yunbai still has a certain understanding of the management of the sect, for marching and fighting, and for some things. He knew that the more the morale of the army was about to collapse, the more severe it was to rectify it.
Killing some people, although it can't save the morale of the army, can also stop the collapse of your own subordinates.
Fang Yunbai believes that his master understands these truths, but his master doesn't care, what can he do as a disciple.
"Ahead is Sanyuan City, please divert!" A golden chariot, pulled by the three-headed dragon, flew straight from the void.
These three dragons, each of them have the strength of the Lotus Transformation Realm, and between the flights, the rolling blood and qi suppress the Quartet.
The one who spoke was a young man standing on a golden chariot, holding a golden spear in his hand, like a god, looking down on the common people.
When the man said this, his eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly, and his expression was quite unfriendly.
Sanyuan City, Fang Yunbai's heart suddenly thought of what he saw when he came, some records about the size of the strength. Although this Sanyuan City is not a top-notch strength, it has the existence of three living god realms.
Because there are three living god realms in the town, this city has a radius of 100,000 miles, and even the Immortal Sect has adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards this three-yuan city.
Originally, after subduing the Immortal Sect, Fang Yunbai felt that Sanyuan City was not a big problem, but he didn't expect that before they passed through Sanyuan City, Sanyuan City actually sent someone to block Zheng Ming's way.
The meaning of this is very clear, let Zheng Ming change his course. And this diversion is also a provocation to Zheng Ming, who led the army to attack the Imperial Palace.
Just when Fang Yunbai was angry in his heart, he heard Zheng Ming's voice coming: "What's your name?"
"The young master is Zhuge Qingshan, the young city lord of Sanyuan City, Zheng Ming, I also told you, if you dare to step into the ......"
Before the young man's words were finished, Zheng Ming had already shouted in a deep voice: "Zhuge Qingshan is not just captured, when will he stay?"
As soon as this drink was exported, Zhuge Qingshan, like a cloth bag, suddenly fell straight down from the golden station car pulled by the three-headed giant jiao.
A few Vientiane Sect disciples who followed not far from Zheng Ming quickly rushed over and directly pressed Zhuge Qingshan.
"Sect Master, what should I do with this person?"
"Kill!" Zheng Ming's expression did not change at all, but his voice was full of murderous intent.
This sentence made many people's hearts tremble. Ge Yunsheng, who had never spoken much, suddenly clenched his fists and said, "Lord, this Sanyuan City has always been in a state of contention, and I am afraid that I am not willing to get involved in disputes at this time." ”
"That's why I sent someone to prevent us from crossing the border from Sanyuan City, when my subordinates were in the past, they still had some friendship with the three city lords of Sanyuan City, so it was better to let me take this Zhuge Qingshan and let them send the lord to cross the border!"
Zheng Ming looked at Ge Yunsheng lightly, an invisible pressure made Ge Yunsheng feel that his heart was beating a little hard.
"Sect Master Ge, some people are afraid that their brains have been burned out, and they don't know what I want to do, and they are anxious to please the new master, so they feel that I should listen to them. ”
Zheng Ming's voice was calm, but from these words, Ge Yunsheng heard a deep anger.
"Go, behead this kid, and then set foot on Sanyuan City. (To be continued.) )