"Stop that streamer!!"

Xiao Zhantian, whose expression had been calm from the beginning to the present, instantly changed his face after seeing the galloping streamer.

Sima Qingyun Fang Ran also noticed the streamer, but he didn't care.

After all, Xiao Bieli has been entrenched in Liyue for decades, and it is not strange to have a few followers like Zhongli Tiancheng who are so desperate.

Sima Qingyun didn't care, the spirit sword in his hand flickered, and his eyes were just nailed to the stubborn girl in front of him.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Zhantian also saw the disdain in the eyes of these sect elders, but at this time, it was obviously too late to explain.

If the seal of the town fortune falls in the imperial city, the luck of the Yue will be consolidated again, and everything they have done before will become a bamboo basket to draw water.

After gritting his teeth, Xiao Zhantian's figure rushed forward, and under the flying seal in his hand, a huge arm poked out of the air and grabbed towards the streamer.

"I can't help myself!"

Xiao Bieli, who was in the distance, saw this scene and immediately snorted coldly.

Not to mention that this big seal is connected to the blood of the human emperor, it is impossible to be captured by outsiders at all, even if it is an ordinary thing, thrown out of Tang Ming's hands, ordinary people can catch it?

Sure enough, at the moment when the big hand that covered the sky touched the seal, an undetectable light instantly soaked the entire palm, and the weak strength shattered the imposing palm print.

Poof.

Xiao Zhantian spurted out a mouthful of blood violently, and his face instantly turned as white as paper.

"That's the Seal of Suppression, once you enter the Imperial City, the consequences are unimaginable!"

Xiao Zhantian was in a hurry and shouted.

The surrounding sect elders were stunned, especially Sima Qingyun, whose status was destined for him to know much more than ordinary people.

The appearance of the Zhenyun Seal here shows that the disciples of the academy sent by Xiao Bieli to Yunmiao Immortal Island have really succeeded.

"Quick, stop the streamer and guard the dry door!"

Sima Qingyun's face instantly became ugly, he never thought that a few disciples of the academy would really be able to get out of Yunmiao Immortal Island alive.

What did Long Ji do to eat, so that a few little-known little guys could leave Yunmiao Immortal Island alive?

After the elders of the sect reflected, they stood outside the palace gate in eight directions and sixteen ways, each holding a treasure flag full of spiritual light in their hands.

In the past forty years, Xiao Bieli has been secretly accumulating strength, and the sect has not been idle.

This is an extremely doomed life-and-death battle, and the two parties, whether it is Xiao Bieli who is at a disadvantage or the sect that occupies the advantage, they can't afford to lose.

The Bafang Treasure Banner is the secret treasure that the sect has refined to intercept the number of imperial luck, and this time, the sect wants to make the dynasty completely in their pocket.

Xiao Zhantian looked at the eight-pole glow that shrouded the imperial city, but there was a strange sneer in his eyes.

"Girl, the deity asks you again, will you go back to the sect with me?!"

The cold sweat on Sima Qingyun's forehead fell, he was reluctant to see this rare genius in front of him for a thousand years, but the appearance of the Zhenyun seal had to make him make a choice.

"Dreaming!"

As soon as the reckless Zhu Aya in Han Xiaoyu's hand moved, the light of the hundred zhang xia instantly rose to the sky, and the agile Zhu Aya entangled towards the tall Sima Qingyun.

"Stubborn, if that's the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Sima Qingyun's long eyebrows floated, and a breathtaking killing intent was vented from him.

"The disciples of the Purple Qi Sect listened to the order and razed the heavens to the ground!!"

Sima Qingyun roared angrily, and the remaining sect disciples behind him immediately responded, and dozens of streamers shot out in all directions of the heavenly capital.

Although many of the sect disciples they brought were killed yesterday, the rest of them were enough to kill the entire heavens.

"You dare?!"

Han Xiaoyu's face turned pale suddenly, and the reckless Zhu Aya in the middle of the air also paused.

If it was because of herself, tens of millions of living beings were slaughtered on this day, how could she bear it?

"I, Sima Qingyun, have always been as heavy as mountains, and none of the people in the capital will survive this day!"

Sima Qingyun sneered, since this girl is determined to enter the Purple Qi Sect, then he has nothing to scruple about.

"Go, kill those sect disciples!"

Tang Ming's face could not see joy and sorrow, but the words he said made Xiao Bieli feel a little frightened.

"Don't worry, Childe, none of them can escape!"

Han Daxiong narrowed his eyes, the heavy sword in his hand exuded a bright yellow energy, and the slightest trace of Xuanhuang Qi hung down on the blade of the sword, making Xiao Bieli on the side feel a trace of terrifying pressure.

Feng Haobei and Lu Junfeng didn't say a word, but as soon as their bodies moved, the two of them had already disappeared into the attic.

In the distance, the eight sect elders looked at the seal flying in the distance, with a hint of fear between their eyebrows.

Although the seal was only the size of a palm, the terror it brought with it when it flew over made the eight of them tremble.

"Hey, hey, hey, the praying mantis catches cicadas, the yellow finch is behind, God really treats me well!"

Just when everyone was about to fight to the death, there were bursts of strange laughter outside the Qianyun Gate.

"Uncle Huang, you ...... What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Long looked at Xiao Zhantian, who was laughing wildly beside him, but there was some fear in his heart for no reason.

"My good nephew, Uncle Huang will never forget you in this life!"

Xiao Zhantian was still laughing wildly, but looking at Xiao Long's expression, it was as if a beast was eyeing its prey.

Looking at the change in Xiao Zhantian's expression, although Xiao Long had a bad premonition, he hadn't reacted yet.

And Han Xiaohuan, who had been standing beside him all along, took several steps back without showing a trace at this time.

For those with sinister minds, the grandmaster cannot see the goodness of others, but they have an innate sense of almost intuition for those who are equally sinister.

Xiao Zhantian at this moment made Han Xiaoyu have this weird feeling.

"Uncle Huang, you ......"

Xiao Long wanted to say something, but Xiao Zhantian instantly grabbed one arm, and between the turns of one hand, the one arm had already buckled Xiao Long's head.

"Good nephew, your contribution to Uncle Huang will definitely be remembered by Uncle Huang!

The violent energy came from Xiao Zhantian's palm, and a bright yellow energy was frantically swallowed by Xiao Zhantian.

Although Xiao Long can't support the wall with mud, after all, he is the prince appointed by Emperor Liyue, and the human luck and dragon qi on his body are naturally not comparable to that of a vassal king.

"For ...... Why?"

Xiao Long looked at Xiao Zhantian unwillingly, and asked intermittently.

When he went to Dragon City, he gave him all the eight swords of Qiankun, and in the past few months, it was he who allowed Xiao Zhantian to step into the heavenly capital again and contact the major elders of the sect.

He asked himself to be benevolent to this imperial uncle, but he didn't want to fall into this step.

"Why? Because what Xiao Bieli wants to do, I also think, Uncle Huang was born in the royal family, and he is the orthodoxy of Liyue's bloodline, how can he be willing to be a vassal king?"

Xiao Zhantian looked at Xiao Long in surprise, and said that this guy is a straw bag, and it seems that today it is really true.

Xiao Long knew in his heart that although he was stupid about the battles between the royal families, he still knew something about it.

"Save ...... Help me!"

Xiao Long looked at Han Xiaohuan not far away, and looked at the woman who was about to become his crown princess pleadingly.

But she didn't want to, the woman turned her head, her body retreated sharply, and she didn't look at herself in the end.

is as cold as Han Xiaohuan by nature, even Han Xiaoyu can be betrayed to the sect, and even his closest relatives who have taken care of him for 18 years can be abandoned, let alone a crown prince who has already died?

"With the blood of the emperor and the dragon qi of luck, this seal will be integrated into the national ancestor, and I am the king of all generations who will open up the Yue Dynasty!"

After a while, Xiao Long had already been sucked into a human body, and Xiao Zhantian, who had been stripped of the royal qi, revealed a spirit of dominating the world.

Sima Qingyun's face changed again, looking at Xiao Zhantian who was sweeping towards the seal, how could he not understand that all of them were tricked by this guy.

From the very beginning, Xiao Zhantian laid out a game, and he and Xiao Bieli's goal was the same, to cut off the connection between the sect and the secular royal family.

The difference is that Xiao Zhantian is for the sake of the world, not to contain the cultivators of the sect, while Xiao Zhantian is to be able to reign over the world!

The seal of the town luck is to suppress the luck of the human race, with the blood of the royal family and this thing, the luck of the entire human race will be unbreakable.

And if the people of their sect want to steal the luck dragon qi from the secular royal family again, it is really a fantasy.

Whether it was Xiao Zhantian or Xiao Bieli, their results could not be accepted by the entire sect.

Unable to absorb the royal family's qi luck to blind the Heavenly Dao, these cultivators who had already advanced to the Heavenly Mystery would really be able to ascend to the heavens in the next step.

"Xiao Zhantian, the old man and you will never die!"

Sima Qingyun couldn't take care of Han Xiaoyu anymore, and turned around and attacked Xiao Zhantian.

Thinking that he was a first-class sect elder, he was actually brushed around by a few ordinary people, if Xiao Zhantian didn't die today, he would eventually have a dead knot in his heart.

The Zhenyun Seal was right in front of him, but there was a violent energy behind him.

Xiao Zhantian was ruthless in his heart, and rushed towards the seal in mid-air.

He knew in his heart that as long as he fused the Zhenyun Seal, his life and death would be linked to Liyue and even the entire human race.

When the time comes, let alone one Sima Qingyun, even ten, they can't help him!

The seals in the middle of the air emitted golden rays, and the silk luck turned into essence and fell down.

At the moment before the energy behind him hit, Xiao Zhantian's hand finally touched the seal of that side, and his heart was overjoyed.

But I didn't want to, at this time, the energy behind me also came as promised, bombarding Xiao Zhantian's back.

And in the seal in front of him, a heroic light burst out, knocking Xiao Zhantian to the dust in an instant.

The seal of the town is beyond the control of the emperor.

Even if the current Xiao Zhantian has absorbed the dragon qi of Liyue Qi, he has always been only the imperial vein of a country.

The Emperor of People.

It represents the entire human race.

"Impossible? I have royal blood and dragon energy, how can this be?"

Xiao Zhantian looked like crazy, and after getting up, he roared at the seal of Dao luck hanging down in midair.

"Because of you, unworthy!"

Just when Sima Qingyun was killing Xiao Zhantian's side, a voice came faintly from a distance.

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted, and Xiao Zhantian looked at the man who gradually appeared in front of him in horror, and his heart was broken.

"Master ......"

Han Xiaoyu burst into tears in an instant, after waiting for so many days and killing so many people in vain, Shizun finally appeared in front of her.

"Xiao Farewell?!"

Sima Qingyun looked at the man who appeared in front of him and said through gritted teeth.