Qiao Jun ignored the princess, but his eyes swept towards the void, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

On the top of the white clouds, eleven Void God Realm elders in gorgeous robes were hidden, each of them majestic.

They were carrying their hands behind their backs, looking down at everything below, with no expression on their faces, as if the massacre below had nothing to do with them.

Qiao Jun could see at a glance that the old man in the imperial robe led by him had the highest cultivation, which was the fifth layer of the Void God, and the lowest cultivation was the second layer of the Void God.

But he did not alarm them, but pretended not to see anything. But they were already on guard in case they suddenly attacked.

"Report to the King! We are worthy of our mission. Kill all 10,000 silver soldiers. At this moment, the leading golden armored warrior suddenly came to Qiao Jun and prostrated on the ground, reporting the results of the battle just now.

Qiao Jun smiled faintly, took out 100,000 spirit stones from the ring space, put them on the bluestone ground without hesitation, and said lightly: "Get up, this is my reward for you." ”

When the leading golden armored warrior saw the spirit stones all over the ground, he was immediately shocked, and immediately buckled his head to thank him, "Slave Baglong thank the king, may my king live long!" Hooray, hooray! ”

The other golden-armored warriors also prostrate on the ground, their heads snapped in excitement.

Qiao Jun put one hand behind his back and looked down at the leading warrior slightly, "From now on, I will appoint you as the imperial golden sword guard, and all the golden armor warriors in the palace will be at your disposal, accusing you of guarding the safety of the royal family." ”

While speaking, Qiao Jun suddenly had a golden big knife in his hand, this big knife was made of pure gold, and Qiao Jun didn't remember that it was taken out of that ring, anyway, it was obtained by holding the storage ring in his hand.

Ba Gluon looked at the golden big knife in Qiao Jun's hand, his face welled up with ecstasy, and he immediately thanked him again: "The slave once again thanked my king." ”

"Get up and speak!" Qiao Jun said.

"Yes!" Bagron quickly stood up. The gold-armored warriors behind him also stood up. Respectfully stood in place, not daring to move at will.

Qiao Jun handed the golden knife to Ba Glulong, and after Ba Ge Long bent down and took it respectfully, Qiao Jun said lightly: "Everyone follow me into the palace!" ”

Although the princess and the five handsome men and girls all lowered their heads at this moment, their hearts were already turbulent.

Their king was so generous that he could casually take out a hundred thousand spirit stones and reward them to others, didn't he know how precious the spirit stones were in the Northern Moon Country?

And is he still the grandfather who is idle all day long and doesn't learn anything? That's too much of a contrast, isn't it?

But on the other hand, don't they need such a king now?

……

When Qiao Jun and the princess came to the gate that symbolized the power of the Beiyue Dynasty, more than 100,000 soldiers wearing silver armor neatly surrounded the red gate of the palace. Not to mention Qiao Jun, they went in, and even a fly couldn't fly in.

"Stop!" A tall warrior wearing golden armor suddenly stepped forward and stopped Qiao Jun and them with a big knife.

"Presumptuous!" The princess named Lin Qingcheng looked at the tall warrior and scolded angrily.

"Princess, I have sealed General Yuwen's iron order, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will. Otherwise, there will be no mercy, and please don't embarrass the princess......"

Before the tall warrior's words fell, his neck was twisted off by Qiao Jun.

After Qiao Jun threw away the body of the tall warrior like garbage, he said in a loud voice: "Whoever dares to make a mistake, don't be killed!" ”

"Bold!" At this moment, on the city wall, six figures flew down, and it was Yuwen Zhuo of the ninth layer of Yuanying who shouted loudly.

"Who is he?" Qiao Jun looked at Baglong and asked in a cold voice.

Baglon immediately replied: "Great King, this person is Yuwen Zhuo of the Yuwen family, his strength is very terrifying, he is the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, and more than half of the Imperial Forest soldiers and horses in the imperial capital are at his disposal. ”

After listening to the explanation, Qiao Jun didn't say anything, and grabbed it directly with his big hand, and soon the powerful Yuwen Zhuo was easily caught by him......

He directly ignored everyone's frightened and shocked gazes, his face exploded with murderous intent, and the rolling true yuan surrounded the big hand, like a tornado, and was about to face the Heavenly Spirit Gai against Yu Wenzhuo, and he was about to press down with a bang!

At this moment, in the void, a loud cry came, this voice was extremely old, but it was extremely loud, "Stop!" ”

As soon as these words fell, an old man in an imperial robe suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Jun, and said in a cold and low tone: "King, please raise your noble hand!" ”

Qiao Jun stopped the movement in his hand, looked at the old man in the imperial robe lightly, and asked coldly: "If you want to raise your noble hand, just raise your noble hand?" What are you? ”

The cloudy gaze of the old man in the imperial robe suddenly became extremely deep and cold, "The king is gone, can you think about the consequences of killing my grandson?!" ”

Qiao Jun looked at the old man in the imperial robe, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, "Old thing, your Yuwen family's conspiracy to rebel has become a crime of beheading. I remember that your cultivation is hard-won, and you can not blame the past. But if you are obsessed and still think of plotting to usurp the throne, I will not tolerate it when the time comes! ”

"Humph!" The old man in the imperial robe snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "King, if you are willing to let Zhuo'er go, the old man may leave you a whole corpse." If not, the old man will dismantle you! ”

After Qiao Jun heard this, he smiled, "Old thing, do you think that if you unite the other three major families, I won't know?" I'll tell you the truth, I want to destroy them, just by raising my hand! ”

"Hahahaha......" After hearing this, the old man in the imperial robe suddenly laughed, "King, aren't you afraid that your tongue will flash when the wind is strong?" ”

But no one noticed how strong the solemn taste was hidden in the smile of the old man in the imperial robe. Because the king who is about to ascend the throne was slain by his own hands.

However, this fake king who suddenly appeared now looked exactly like the real king, and his cultivation was unfathomable, and he couldn't even see his cultivation at the fifth level of the void god.

How could this not make him afraid, afraid?

The strength of the Beiyue Dynasty is respected, whoever has a big fist can do whatever he wants, including seeking a dynasty to usurp the throne and become the king of the Beiyue Dynasty.

Even if the person who appeared now is not the real king, he doesn't dare to offend easily, what if that unknown powerhouse transforms into a king, just like him, he is fighting the idea of plotting the dynasty and usurping the throne?

"If you think those ten fools up there can resist it, one of my hands, then you're very wrong." Qiao Jun suddenly squinted his eyes and said lightly.

(End of chapter)