As soon as the words of the Son of Zhengde Tianzi fell, at several joint points that maintained the formation, a small yellow door suddenly burst out.

Dansha, Fu ash, silver mercury...... The spell-breaking thing that had been prepared in advance was taken out of his sleeve and mixed on the formation pattern in one go.

But seeing that in the middle of the big array, the blood-colored aura that was about to take shape was like a fly without a head, especially after a few dying struggles in mid-air, and finally there was no movement.

Even worse is yet to come.

Losing the protection of the emperor's edict, Pudu Cihang, including a group of demons under his command, was unsuspectingly exposed to the fortune of the dynasty, and they were killed like thunder.

And the other side has been eliminated, and the hidden injuries in the body have been refined a few days ago.

Now that the true qi of the ice spirit is unimpeded, Mo Dao's cultivation in the realm of the law phase has a faint tendency to go to the next level, and at first glance, it is a shock.

Within ten steps around, fine ice crystals condensed in the air, and a large palm print with a cold ice spirit struck towards Pudu Cihang.

Most of his mind was spent on resisting the backlash of the country's dynasty fortunes, where to be prepared to be hit by Mo Wendao's palm, Pudu Cihang only felt a chill in his lower abdomen, even if he was blessed with the golden body of Buddhism, he was cold and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a successful blow, Mo Wenwen had no intention of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took the Son of Heaven of Zhengde and retreated violently, until he retreated to a mile outside the Jinluan Palace, before he could stop his steps.

even made Pudu Cihang, who intended to exchange injuries for injuries to win the Son of Zhengde and force everyone to cast a rat taboo, was blocked in his throat with a mouthful of old blood, which was extremely uncomfortable.

This eunuch is obviously very strong, why is he so cautious?!

"Shoot the arrows!"

Originally, he had never hoped to take down the other party so easily, but seeing the centipede spirit walking out of the main hall safe and sound, the Son of Zhengde still pouted in disappointment.

Most of the little yellow gates that were sent to arrange the deceptive array in the Jinluan Palace this time have been bought by Pudu Cihang's subordinates, and there are only a few secret hands buried at key nodes, and they are also dead soldiers who have been loyal to the royal family since childhood.

At this critical juncture for the survival of the society, it is obviously not the performance that a qualified emperor should have.

Therefore, after only a moment's hesitation, the Son of Zhengde still decisively signaled his soldiers to release arrows.

Suddenly, crossbow arrows mixed with flammable and evil things such as fire oil and black dog blood made a sound of breaking through the air, and the rain of arrows poured straight towards the location of Pudu Cihang.

The fire spread along the arch wall where dragons and phoenixes were carved in the past, and it didn't take long to turn the originally huge and magnificent Jinluan Hall into a sea of fire.

The screams came and went, and it was the little yellow doors who had not escaped from the temple in time.

Finally, some monsters relied on their physical strength to resist the fire and escape from the only exit, but they didn't even have time to take a breath, in their terrifying eyes-

A few bed crossbows that were put on the wall at some point were already like a full moon, only to hear a muffled sound on the ground, and when they landed, they looked like a streamer, and before they could react, they suddenly drilled into the demon's eyes.

Even the good head couldn't withstand such pressure, like a watermelon exploding, red and white all over the ground.

A series of points killed several demons who were fighting for the tiger, and seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, it was completely necessary to cut off the possibility of people inside.

However, Zhu Houzhao and Mo asked the master and servant to have no joy on their faces.

"Grandpa Mo, did the demon escape from the palace?"

Frowning, the Son of Zhengde hesitated.

"Back to Your Majesty, the breath of that thief is still in Jinluan......"

There was no need for the old eunuch to reply, and the solemn eyes had already explained everything.

Before he could finish speaking, a helpless sigh interrupted his words.

"Well, why can't you die honestly, in ignorance and in peace, isn't this seat merciful enough?"

The sound gradually approached, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the surging sea of fire seemed to have its own consciousness, and dispersed on both sides, revealing the figure walking slowly among them.

The skin on the top and bottom of the body exuded a metallic luster, and a few strands of torn monk's robe were barely attached to the body, but they could not hide half of the Zen feeling.

Three halos hung behind his head, and at first glance, it seemed that there were voices in his heart constantly shouting for surrender and repentance, as if the mere thought of being hostile to him was the greatest disrespect in the world.

"A demon outside the square, a small skill of carving insects, dare to be presumptuous in the forbidden land of this imperial city?!"

At the critical time, it was the old eunuch who was the first to realize that something was wrong, and he shouted violently, causing everyone to wake up from the bewitchment.

For a while, the respite of the rest of his life after the catastrophe came and went, and it was the soldiers who walked out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, with such unpredictable methods on their faces, and their eyes couldn't help but show a look of fear.

"How many times have you done bad things to me, do you think that this seat really can't kill you?"

The occasional fierce light in his eyes destroyed the peaceful and compassionate meaning on Pudu Cihang's face.

After all, it was the monster who learned Buddhism to cover up his heels, got his form but not his god, and was ruined by people again and again to do good things, Pudu Cihang couldn't help but be full of anger, and as soon as he put his hands together, there was a golden light that suddenly shot straight at the old eunuch's door.

"The oven seal of the Great Wheel Temple?"

It is rumored that the patriarch of the Great Wheel Temple watched the day of the heavens on the 7749th day, and inducted such a type of masculine and rigid palm.

Once it is used, it is like a furnace in heaven and earth, the heat is unbearable, and it is the nemesis of all cold and treacherous mana in the world.

Just as he was about to dodge sideways, but thinking that the Son of Heaven was protected by himself, Mo Wenwen's face sank, and the ice spirit true qi in his palm was brewed, and he actually raised a pair of palms that were like ice crystals, and ate this seal without dodging or dodging.

Just like putting cold water in a hot oil pot, once the oven seal comes into contact with the Ice Spirit True Qi, it is as if a pot of boiling water has been boiled dry, and the vast white mist obscures everyone's vision.

The Son of Heaven of Zhengde only felt a dark energy suddenly attack from his waist, and before his face changed greatly, he heard Mo Wen's hurried shout-

"Your Majesty is about to leave the palace, this guy has to fight to the death, the law is a battle, the mountains and rivers are broken at every turn, and the old slave does not dare to guarantee that His Majesty will be fully protected. ”

However, before he could finish his words, he heard the centipede spirit sneer.

"Take care of yourself, you better worry about yourself first!"

Then, the sound of fists and flesh intersecting came out of the mist, and only two swift and lightning figures could be vaguely seen, one gold and one blue, shuttling continuously.

In just a few seconds, just the aftermath of the battle had turned the towering palace walls into ruins.

"All the soldiers obey the order and protect Your Majesty's retreat!"

The Son of Heaven of Zhengde still can't bear it, and at the critical moment, Wu Daban, who has not known geometry by the old eunuch's ear recently, made a decisive decision, hugging the Son of Heaven who was especially hesitant and was about to rush out.

"At the moment of crisis, I hope that the emperor will forgive his sins and forgive the disrespect of the minions. ”

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