Jing Yuan had just left the Song Mansion not far away, and a person who looked like a guard hurriedly ran over.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty urgently summons you to the palace to face the saint!"

"Okay, I'll go now. Jing Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Half an hour later, Jing Yuan came to the gate of the main palace of the palace, but was stopped by the palace administrator.

"Your Highness, the emperor is discussing with Lord Song, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you. ”

"Are you sure?, didn't my father urgently summon me into the palace?" Jing Yuan was a little puzzled.

"I don't know where Your Highness got this will, the servants have never heard of it. ”

"What did you say?" Jing Yuan's eyes widened, "You mean someone is falsely preaching the Holy Decree?"

"The minions don't know either. The manager replied more cautiously, "It's better for you to wait here for a while, and then wait for Lord Song to leave and you go in and ask in person." ”

Jing Yuan had no choice but to stand at the gate of the palace and wait according to his wishes.

But after another half an hour, nothing happened. Jing Yuan faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Unintentionally, he suddenly found that something seemed to have happened in the direction of his prince's mansion, and a flock of white doves rose into the sky.

"It's broken!" Jing Yuan shouted in his heart.

He hurriedly rushed in the direction of the Langya Palace. The group of pigeons is raised in the yard by themselves, and they basically do not leave the palace on weekdays, but they suddenly fly together at this time, which only proves that there must be outsiders in the palace, and it is not one or two. And at this point in time, the identity and purpose of the person who came were already about to be revealed.

Jing Yuan flew back to the palace. Sure enough, the palace was in a mess, and the people were busy cleaning.

Seeing this, a housekeeper-like man hurriedly grabbed him:

"Your Highness, rest assured, that person was not found by the people of the Nine Shadows King. The Nine Shadows King stole the chicken this time, and the few adults who were guests in the palace just now had already discussed writing an impeachment excerpt. ”

"What, where is he hiding?" Jing Yuan automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

"He ......," the butler swallowed, "he went out two hours ago and hasn't come back yet." ”

"What are you kidding?he's ...... now" Jing Yuan almost blurted out the word wanted criminal, "you just let him go?!"

"He said he was going to do something very important and wouldn't let us follow......," the butler said quieter and quieter.

"Which direction did he go?" Jing Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and the top priority was to find this troublesome guy quickly.

The butler hesitated and pointed in the direction he had come.

There, the tall imperial palace stood majestically, making Jing Yuan dizzy.

Ziwei Pavilion.

In this place where countless treasures have been collected, a monarch and a minister stand quietly. In front of them, the Blue Frost Sword glowed with a piercing cold light.

"I really didn't expect that the world-famous sword that once ended an era would eventually fall into the hands of Lone. Jing Liancheng sighed.

"Your Majesty, this Qingshuang Sword is the first of the three famous swords, and it was the personal sword of the Red Emperor back then, and the Red Emperor used it to kill the last Spirit Emperor of the Spirit Clan with his own hands and send the Spirit Clan era to the grave. Such a sharp sword, only in the hands of His Majesty, can it exert its due power. Song Tianji complimented.

"You don't have to be a lonely fart here, I know what you're thinking. Jing Liancheng said lightly, "Recently, Wuxin has been a little carried away, and Gu is just using the hand of King Langya to suppress him, so as not to cause any more disasters." Your son's illness is just right. ”

"I understand. Song Tianji didn't dare to say more.

"Kunlun phoenix singing fairy dance, falling Ying colorful beauty laughing. The sound of the long piano is drunk with 3,000 guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in 14 states. These three swords and one harp are all ancient holy relics, and how many people spend their lives without getting a glimpse of their appearance. Jing Liancheng stroked the sword body, "It's really a good sword......

"My sword, how can you and other ants touch it?"

A huge red demon god statue slowly emerged, and its half-human-sized palm slapped straight towards Jing Liancheng.

Jing Liancheng's face changed drastically, and he retreated dozens of steps, his hands sealed.

"Void Shadow Devourer!"

Jing Liancheng shouted in a low voice.

However, the powerful spiritual power almost instantly tore apart the "Red Emperor" in front of him.

It's an illusion!

"Your Majesty, watch out!"

Jing Liancheng immediately turned back. A face distorted by anger and blood-red eyes met his eyes.

"Die!!!"

Ling Yun concentrated the strength and hatred of his whole body on this sword, and in an instant, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were trembling over this sword.

But nothing can make up for the gap in strength, and "Qingshuang" and the secret spell can't cross the huge gap in strength between the two.

Jing Liancheng's reaction was half a beat slower in fright, and by the time he tried to dodge the sword, the blade had already sunk more than an inch into his right shoulder. But that's about it.

Jing Liancheng's spiritual power exploded in full force, shaking Ling Yunsheng out. Jing Liancheng's grim gaze swept over Ling Yun, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Ling Yun, who was still in the air, and threw a punch.

"Boom!"

Ling Yun slammed into the palace wall, and the wall collapsed with a bang, and the smoke obscured Jing Liancheng's vision.

At this time, the Praetorian Guards also arrived at the scene and surrounded Ling Yun.

"Who?!" Jing Liancheng suddenly shouted.

In the billowing dust and smoke, a figure flashed.

Jinglian City burst into trouble, and the red dragon shadow roared out.

"Boom!"

Jing Liancheng's attack landed on the ground, and the entire Ziwei Pavilion shook a few times.

The violent fluctuations of spiritual power dispersed the smoke and dust, and everyone opened their eyes.

There was nothing but rubble under the collapsed palace walls, there was no Ling Yun, and there was no one else. Even the Blue Frost Sword disappeared with it.

Jing Liancheng stared at the pile of ruins, his face extremely ugly.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and catch the assassin!" Song Tianji shouted at the Praetorian Guard.

"Yes!" the Praetorian Guard woke up from a dream and immediately chased after them.

"Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, Ling Yun is injured, where can he go?" Song Tianji comforted.

"Lone is not worried about Ling Yun, although he is talented, but in the final analysis, he is just a hairy boy who is less than 20 years old, and his strength is not enough in Lone. Jing Liancheng frowned, "Lone just feels that the guards of this palace are a little too lax. ”

“...... Your Majesty, it was you who ordered the palace guards to be cut down, and even the expendable vigilance talisman was removed. Song Tianji had to remind.

"Lonely forgot. Jing Liancheng was stunned, "It's okay, I was too conceited at the beginning, thinking that no one in the world could beat me...... From today onwards, the guards of the palace will return to normal. ”

“...... Be. ”

"Wait. Jing Liancheng thought of something again, "With the words, the martial law in the whole city will be extended for another half a month, focusing on searching for the people in the Demon Sect." ”

“...... Chancellor understood. Song Tianji's eyes flickered. He could probably guess the identity of the man.