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The palace sits in the north and faces south, 1000 zhang from east to west, 1400 zhang from north to south, it is the city within the city, the blue-black city is towering, the arrow battlements that flicker with cold light stand in a forest, all around the city, there are about ten zhang wide moat surrounding.

This kind of defense is not enough, but it can be seen from a distance, in the passage above the city, there is a row of guards in armor, not only the armor is bright, flashing cold light, and the cultivation is not low, and when the idle warriors not only approach, they will be killed immediately.

And behind this group of open-faced guards, there are countless martial arts masters, under such heavy protection, unless it is the masters of the three major factions in the world, it is difficult to knock on the palace door by force.

The palace is so well guarded, naturally not everyone can enter, even if it is a high-ranking member of the dynasty, if you want to enter the palace, you must have the edict of the Holy Son of Heaven.

But now, there is another exception, that is, Master Moro, who is the national teacher of the dynasty and is honored by the Holy Son of Heaven as the holy master.

The national teacher Moro was deeply respected by the Holy Son of Heaven, and not only was he extremely gracious, allowing Moro to enter and leave the palace at will without edicts, but also built the Dacheng Baode Hall for him in the palace city, which was specially dedicated to him and left him to stay overnight in the palace city.

Such grace has not been experienced in the past two hundred years, and even the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military advice has not been able to change the matter.

Yes, it can be seen that the authority of the national teacher Moro is blazing and the arrogance is really unheard of in all dynasties.

Dacheng Baode Palace, in the smoke of cigarettes, there are bursts of chanting, and it is really a solemn avenue.

Many palace maids and eunuchs passing by, seeing this special situation, bowed their heads and worshipped devoutly, not daring to do personal blasphemy.

At this time, in the Dacheng Baode Palace, a little mage with a solemn expression rushed out of a side hall and came to the main hall where the Moro National Master was located, knocking on the door lightly and expressly.

"National Teacher, there is an abnormality in the Holy Law Hall, and the natal aura of the Seven Killing Monarchs has been shattered!"

Even though the little mage was still separated by the door panel, his expression was dignified, and there was no other frivolity, as if the door panel in front of him was the national teacher, and he respectfully reported the situation inside.

Half a day later, there was a sound inside, as if it was the tone of a person who had just woken up, "I already know about this, just now on the whim of my national teacher, I have calculated that the death of the seven killings has arrived, and I can't get through it, and now I have passed away in the world of immeasurable happiness."

It's just that although the seven killings have to die, but the person who kills him must not go unpunished, you immediately send an order to the Dharma Protector Hall, with the two of you who are crazy and break the army, take my true god yuan balloon, and quickly go to the Butterfly Immortal Valley, and will kill the person who kills the seven killings to correct the law! ”

The voice was faint, and two purple-black spheres with lightning flashing inside floated out from behind the door, as if the door panel in the middle did not exist.

The little mage knew that this was the true god yuan balloon that the national teacher said.

It is rumored that what is hidden in this sphere is a wisp of vitality stripped from the body of the true god outside the sky, and mortals can live a long life if they take one of them.

If a person who cultivates martial arts is subdued, he can immediately break through the realm and cultivate into a great true god. It's just that this kind of quick method can't last, at most it will only last for a day, and eventually it will change back to its original cultivation.

Even so, this True Divine Yuan Balloon is enough to tempt nine out of ten martial artists in the world, because the experience of cultivating Gang Qi is more precious than any magic secret.

The little mage looked at the two Yuan balloons in his hand, and for a moment in his heart, a trace of greed flashed, but when he thought of the majesty of the national teacher, he suddenly felt like a basin of cold water poured down, and he instantly sobered up.

Once he came to his senses, as if he was afraid of the True God Yuan Balloon in his hand, he immediately lifted the robe in front of him and covered it on the Yuan Balloon, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there were no more instructions in the hall, the little mage knew that the national teacher had finished explaining, and immediately ran towards the Dharma Protector Hall through the two Yuan balloons wrapped in robes.

And before the little mage left, there were gentle moans in the hall one after another, and I saw a lean old mage who was pressing a pretty beauty under him.

The beauty's whole body was abnormally flushed, and her consciousness seemed to be less sober, and under a burst of convulsions, her originally ruddy skin gradually turned gray, and her blue and bright hair also withered and turned yellow.

"Dhara, Dhara, ......"

While the old mage was moving his body, he was reciting incantations expressionlessly, and countless hair-thick black qi suddenly erupted from the old mage's mouth and fiercely wrapped around the woman under him.

Yes......!

The black qi suddenly contracted, and the woman who was entangled in it suddenly screamed miserably, her body kept shrinking, and even the sound of bones shattering could be heard.

But at this moment, on the four corners of the bed, a black light rose up, and the four black lights formed into a single one in mid-air, forming a black light cover, blocking all the sound waves.

Half a day later, the light mask disappeared, and the old mage was already fully dressed, with a solemn appearance, it was the national teacher Moro who was respected by the Holy Son of Heaven.

And the beauty under him just now is now gone, but there is a vivid statue of beauty in his hand.

This statue is only the size of a thumb, the material is as smooth and shiny as white jade, and the appearance of the carved beauty is the same as that of the previous woman, with a smile and a smile, all of which are vivid.

"Hehe, seventy-two earthly demons, thirty-six Tiangang, one hundred and eight Miaole Demon Servants, and now most of them are almost completed.

Just wait for the ceremony to begin, with this Manchu Dynasty's civil and military and royal bloodline as a sacrifice, I will definitely be able to attract the divine power of the Heavenly Demon and help me achieve the Supreme Heavenly Demon Positive Fruit. ”

Moro raised his hand a little, and the black qi burst out from his fingertips, shaking down a landscape painting scroll on the left, and stretching out a dense grid behind the scroll.

In the dense grid, dozens of similar statues have been scattered around, all of them are of the same material and the same exquisiteness, but their appearances are different.

With a flick of the flick, this newly refined Miaole Demon Servant also floated to the top of the dense grid and became one of them.

At this time, outside the Dacheng Baode Palace, an old eunuch walked into this place where the national teacher was cultivating with two young women who were distinguished from each other.

"Princess, why are you here in person this time?"

The three of them entered the gate of the Dacheng Baode Hall and saw a young mage greet them, who seemed to be very familiar with the old eunuch at the head.

The old eunuch's hair was gray, and his body was as thin as wood, but only a pair of eyes were shining from time to time, and he was obviously not really weakened.

"It turned out to be Master Yunhe, didn't the National Teacher need the service of a beautiful woman recently? Your Majesty just selected two stunning beauties today, and I am worried about the national teacher in my heart, so I will send the old slave over first! ”

The old eunuch let the two beauties after his birth, Master Yunhe take a look, and sure enough, they are all rare and stunning beauties, and he immediately smiled, "It's still the Holy Son of Heaven and Shengming, as soon as there is something good, I think of the National Teacher." ”

As he spoke, he brought these two poor women, who were still at a loss about their fate, to the main hall.

(End of chapter)