053: I'm not Zhu Moli

Outside the Qianming Palace, the two sides confronted each other, and the number of palace guards and green-clothed soldiers who were pressed was nearly doubled, and it was not only Yulin Wei Jinyi who protected the main hall, but also a large group of eunuchs wearing hornless crowns and quails and other birds.

The two sides were separated by a few meters, and their attention was not on each other, but on this hall. In the small half hour just now, the front hall was full of thunder, the flame wind and ice gas were raging, and the roar and vibration were not stopped, but the glass on the door panel of the hall was not damaged, which made people suspect that there were two worlds separated by a door.

The ceiling of the hall was still intact, except for the original crack that seemed to have been split by an invisible greatsword. The pillars are especially there, but the surface has been stripped of a whole layer. His Majesty and the throne were not damaged in the slightest, but there was no longer a single black gold brick on the floor, and the cement foundation was all exposed.

Bounded by the crack that traversed the hall, dozens of Taoist guards lay on the south side, some of them were pieces of corpses split in two, and some were already humanoid charcoal. In the corner, a number of guards pressed Prince Jing under him, and seven or eight Taoist priests were still standing upright with a compass, but their robes were torn everywhere, revealing pieces of charred skin.

Under His Majesty Dan in the north, Ai Tosaka is no longer in a relaxed posture, the silver and white phoenix clothes are stained with blood, and there are several gun holes in his arms and legs, only the long knife is still bright.

"Xiaoqing!"

She stared at the Taoist priests and called out, "Are you okay?"

A female voice came from behind the throne, "I—I'm fine!"

"Fusang girl, delaying won't help!"

The white-haired old man sighed, "Really when we don't dare to destroy this Qianming Palace!?"

"Hah!" Ai Tosaka sneered, "I should have said this!"

The long-lasting struggle was a dojo in a snail shell for both sides, and no one wanted to really destroy the Qianming Palace. For Prince Jing, this means rebellion against the throne, and for the empress, it means civil strife in the Zhu family, and it is difficult to calm the hearts of the people in the world. The people on Prince Jing's side still have the difficulty of making a full move, they have to get the emperor's seal from Shangguan Qing, and it would be even more perfect if they could catch Shangguan Qing and force her to issue an edict in the name of the empress.

"Recognize the reality!" the old Taoist priest moved his lips and tongue to fight for time to breathe, "How can your master sit firmly in the Ming Dynasty, and you, a lowly Fusang girl, are not qualified to live above hundreds of millions of people under one person!"

Ai Tosaka smiled colder and more disdainfully, "There is actually some truth in this, but when it comes out of the mouths of you good demons, it becomes ridiculous. ā€

"What a gut!" Dao Gu, whose clothes were torn and exposed to more than half of them, scolded: "You dare to insult our Taiyi Holy Sect! You and your master, the so-called people of the Holy Mountain, are the demons that everyone in Aurora will be punished!"

"Taiyi Holy Sect, the way of goodness?" Tosaka smiled even brighter, "Don't think we don't know the origin of Taiyi Zun. ā€

"Tianzun's name is something that a cheap maid like you can call directly!" Dao Gu had a compass in one hand and a long sword in the other, and the sound of whirring wind vibrated in the other. "The holy mountain behind you hides its head and tail, and does not dare to show the world openly. Who is a saint and who is a demon, people's hearts are naturally distinct!"

The thunder roared, but it came from outside the hall. Looking out of the gap overhead, I vaguely saw rolling thunderclouds churning, and it seemed that there was a killing array above the zenith.

"The hour of the child has passed, and it is the tenth day......

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "The royal legend of the temple tomb Wei Yu Lin Wei, as well as the legend of the holy mountain hidden in the shadows, there is no reason to insist on it. They're about to retreat, what should you do, Fusang girl, are you still counting on the alternate Xingtian, or even Xingtian on your side?"

The scope of this battle obviously included not only inside and outside the temple, but also the strong opponents of the two sides were fighting farther away and even above the heavenly dome. But as time passed, the Empress still failed to appear. The mere agreement to delay time became a righteous name, and the weight became heavier and heavier, so that one side was repelled.

"If you can count the imaginary day, I can count the real day!"

Ai Tosaka has already been released, she is staying here, the empress still has the possibility of stepping down from the seat of Sheji, if she leaves, the empress will definitely not be able to sit down.

"It's not just the real day," she said coldly, "I don't care what ten days and 100 days!

Flames, ice arrows, and winds surged out, violently intertwined with the light of thunder and lightning blades, and the two sides fought together again.

The blood-purple light of the zenith flashed suddenly, shooting into the hall and wrapping around the sword light, like squeezing out colorful flowers from nothingness, and the ripples that spread made the space distort and deform.

Ai Tosaka flew upside down, crashed into the Dan Majesty steps, and rolled to the ground, and the jade white steps pulled out wide and thick blood marks.

As soon as she jumped to her feet, the next moment her legs went limp, and if it weren't for the knife as a staff, she almost fell straight down.

His left arm hung weakly, his right thigh was almost cut off by a blood-red scar, and there was more holes in his chest that ran through the front and back. Blazing red flames and glowing purple flames were burning wounds, and white smoke was rising.

"You ......"

Ai Tosaka looked at the three extra figures in the hall, his eyes began to collapse, but his tone was extremely disdainful, as if he was mocking the weak: "You are really incompetent, in order to defeat me, even these three demons have moved out." ā€

"The power of the tongue in vain," the man with the purple light on his body shook his head, "You better hurry up and beg for death, otherwise you will be better off than dead." ā€

The red-haired and red-eyed woman, who seemed to be condensed by red flames, smiled: "I will soon see the little love that has become a in heat, I am really looking forward to it." Oh unfortunately, it would be better if you had a camera. ā€

Another red-flame man raised his fist, and blood-red flames erupted from his fist, "The people of the Holy Mountain can be resurrected with only one finger left, so let's quickly burn it into charcoal, get it out and dispose of it." ā€

"Dispose of me?"

Ai Tosaka fell into a desperate situation, but she was not the slightest frightened, and the corners of her mouth hung obliquely, "What a dream!"

She rose suddenly, and the lightning on her long knife surged out, neither at the other party nor at herself, but towards the vault above the throne.

"Not good!"

"Don't let her ruin this place!"

"Stop her!"

The Taoist priest and Prince Jing shouted at the same time, and the three high-level legends pulled three void rays of light and shot at Ai Tosaka, who was about to let the entire hall be martyred for himself.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew down from the gap overhead.

The wind was unusually gentle and gentle, but it seemed to pull time into the wind, and everyone's movements slowed down, and the thunder light that blasted towards the vault and the three red and purple rays of light froze in the air.

The cool breeze blew away the thunder light, and the purple light that rushed to the front also dissipated its brilliance and condensed into a real figure.

The purple light demon still wanted to struggle, and as soon as he raised his arm, his arm peeled off piece by piece, like a piece of porcelain shattered in an instant, silently.

When this person turned into ashes and fluttered one after another, the invisible cool breeze condensed into a tangible figure, and time finally returned.

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

"Miss ——!"

A red and a purple suddenly froze in the back, and the screams of extreme fear sounded at the same time, and at the same time the ecstatic shouts of Ai Tosaka sounded.

Dressed in a dark dragon and phoenix emperor robe, wearing a phoenix wing crown, she appeared like a queen in formal clothes. She stood in His Majesty Dan, staring at the people who shouldn't be here, her deep eyes burning invisible fireworks.

"She just left her seat and didn't have enough strength!"

"This is a good time to kill her!

"Come on, give it all to me!"

"Success or failure is here!"

Not only were the two demons left in a state of madness, but the Taoist priest and even Prince Jing screamed heartbreakingly, as if they were facing the Supreme Demon Lord who had stepped out of chaos.

The two figures, one red and one purple, rushed out again, followed by a Taoist priest holding a compass and a sword, jumping high and forming a certain formation. The palace guards raised their submachine guns and fired wildly at the empress.

"It's ......"

The empress exhaled turbid air, and the hall suddenly fell into an extremely cold state, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.

"Idiot!"

As these two words came out, the empress's black hair suddenly turned white, and even covered with a layer of ice blue brilliance. Billowing ice mist poured out of the body, the imperial robe and phoenix crown shattered in response, and the snow-white dress was hidden in the ice mist.

"You didn't even know who I was, so you fought with me?"

The empress still stands proudly with her hands in her hands, and her face is as beautiful as the goddess of ice and snow, "I am the twin sages of dissociation and annihilation!"

The words were still echoing in the hall, and the billowing ice mist had frozen the red-purple light, the formation of Taoist priests, and even the dense bullets that flew towards her in mid-air.

"How ......"

"Changed ......"

The red and purple demons squeezed out the last murmur, and turned into ice sculptures in mid-air, and then followed by the Taoist priests who had already been frozen and shattered, scattering into ice in the sky.

The ice mist expanded rapidly, and the guards threw away their guns and turned around, making a running posture, not even caring for their prince. They only had time to pose before they froze in place, then crumbled into a cloud of ice chips.

Only Prince Jing survived, but his feet were frozen on the ground. The color from the top of the legs faded little by little, and not only the clothes, but also the flesh and blood under the clothes quickly became transparent, changing rapidly towards the ice sculpture.

"I'm your fourth brother! I'm your brother! You can't kill me!"

Prince Jing was frightened to the point of frenzy, waving his hands and shouting violently with his eyes: "Mo Li!

"No, you're not my brother. The empress shook her head with snow-haired and silver eyes, already like an ice and snow elf. "I'm not Zhu Moli, I'm ...... Beautiful. ā€

The sound of the rattle was endless, and Prince Jing's whole person faded into color and froze into a transparent ice sculpture. He maintained the posture of reaching out and shouting, and his face was as hideous as a demon.