Chapter 231: No One on the Dragon Chair

The sword that traveled through time, cut through the sky, flew over Longshan, and fell into the sky above the imperial capital.

Ten days out, endless sun fire essence flowed into the large array, forming a blood-colored light shield.

The sword and the light mask consumed each other, and the sky of the imperial capital darkened.

Boom!

A round of blood-colored great suns exploded, and the huge power involved other great suns.

The whole world was lit up by the light of fire, and the flames flew in all directions.

The trees were burned, the dragon veins were wailing, and the people of the four major forces were using their mana to protect their bodies.

"Defense. ”

Chen Wuwu flew into the air, and after shouting, he sacrificed the immortal whip and rolled several dragon mountains to block in front of him.

The other disciples of Xiaoyao Sect reacted, and sacrificed their respective spiritual weapons to attract the dragon veins, condensing one stone wall after another in front of the formation.

Yellowstone wall, bluestone wall, black yao wall.

A wall rises, and then quickly annihilates in the flames.

"Miao Yan!"

Chen Wuwu shouted, and Lei Miaoyan threw a long whip and flew into his hand.

"A heavy day. ”

The long whip waved, and a hundred-zhang high white jade wall rose from the ground, blocking everyone in front of them.

The white jade wall is carved with complex patterns, like the separation between heaven and earth, intercepting fire clouds.

Click!

The blazing fire cloud hit the white jade wall, and the wall appeared like a glass-like crack.

Seven thousand people protected their bodies with spiritual light, looking nervously at the wall.

The clouds of fire dissipated, the land became a barren, the charred ground had no life, and the remaining Dragon Mountain was reduced by half.

Not far away, Yang Xiao and Tu Yuxuan were lying on the ground, the butcher's knife just now just passed by them, even so, the knife wind brought up by the knife still left a half-centimeter wound on their chest.

Ahem!

Yang Xiao coughed twice, the butcher's knife contained the Great Dao of Time, and the wound caused would leave the power of time and would be difficult to recover.

Using the power of the past, the remaining time power from his and Tu Yuxuan's wounds was forced out of the body.

The power of time cannot change things in the outside world, Yang Xiao can only repair his wounds and hand over Tu Yuxuan, who is still in a coma, to the pig killing position to guard.

"A sun. A Xiaoyao Sect disciple pointed in the direction of the imperial capital and said.

"Are you scared silly? Of course there's only one sun in the sky. The pig killer next to him laughed, and the three-year-old children in the countryside knew that there was only one sun in the Star River Continent.

But smiling and laughing, he couldn't laugh anymore, and looked in the direction pointed by the disciples of Xiaoyaomen, there was a round of blood-colored remnant sun hanging in the sky above the imperial capital.

"The gods of heaven have broken it. Wen Rencong yelled, his face flushed and he laughed.

"Nope. Yang Xiao walked to the front of the formation, "Only ninety percent of it has been broken, but it's about the same, and the remaining one percent can be broken in less than half an hour." ”

Kill!

Yang Xiao took the lead in rushing to the imperial capital with a god-killing spear in one hand.

Kill!

Seven thousand people reacted instantly, the Putian Shenzhao was about to be broken, and they were going to attack the imperial capital, and the end of Zhou Haotian was coming, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was about to change the dynasty.

And those who participated in the war will also enjoy the fruits of victory.

After half an hour of attack, the last round of remnant sun cultivation was extinguished, turned into aura, and dissipated in mid-air.

At the same time, the offensive of the army stopped.

10,000 Great Zhou soldiers stood on the city wall, led by old men with guns.

Behind the city wall, the streets of the imperial capital were full of the corpses of the people of the Great Zhou, and the smell of blood filled this imperial capital, which was carried to the north by the noon breeze.

These soldiers had blood on their armor and they slaughtered the people of the city.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least hundreds of thousands of corpses in the city, and maybe there are survivors, if not, then these devils in human skins have slaughtered the city.

There are at least one million people in the imperial capital, and when he thinks of this number, Yang Xiao's heart trembles, which is a manifestation of anger.

"Kill. Yang Xiao pointed his gun at the Great Zhou camp, and his cold spear brought endless killing intent.

Seven thousand cultivators sacrificed magic weapons and rushed into the enemy camp.

The 10,000 Great Zhou soldiers seemed to be outnumbered by them, but except for the old man who led the troops, there was no longer a powerhouse in the Immortal King Realm.

And the immortal king, there are two of them, Zi Mubai has been promoted to the immortal king for many years, he is a veteran immortal king, he has practiced a variety of powerful spells, and he takes the initiative to face the white-haired old man.

Ma Ye guarded Meng Yingying's side, one person and one horse were killing, with the cultivation of the two of them, even if there was another immortal king, Ma Ye could escape with Meng Yingying with the speed of Yongchao in the same realm.

Wen Rencong, there are no immortals, Jun Yao and the three of them form a group to protect each other, and enter the enemy camp, as if entering a no-man's land.

Yang Xiao looked at the center of the imperial capital, which was the imperial city, the central place that ruled the Great Zhou for 20,000 years, and it was also the location where Zhou Haotian was located.

In the war at the city gate, they have an absolute advantage, one more of them, just a little less time.

He stepped forward, his spears flying, and he easily dealt with the passing Da Zhou soldiers and walked towards the imperial city.

The gates of the imperial city were closed, and the guards guarding the gates were sent to guard the gate of the imperial capital, and there was no one waiting here.

Yang Xiao smashed through the city gate with a shot and walked forward.

The imperial city was extremely silent, full of palace maids, the corpses of eunuchs, and blood stained this supreme center of power.

All the way to the front of the Haotian Palace, there was a team of Praetorian Guards guarding the hall.

The moment they saw Yang Xiao, their faces showed shock, the hand holding the gun trembled involuntarily, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed into the armor, wetting the soft armor inside.

Yang Xiao took a step forward, and a row of Praetorian Guards took a step back.

"You may have participated in the killing. Yang Xiao stood with the gun in his hand, and the body of the gun struck the ground, forming a spider crack that spread in all directions.

"No, the order we received was just to guard the Haotian Temple. A cultivator dressed as a general walked out.

"Lay down your arms and wait for them to fall. Yang Xiao left a word, crossed the crowd, and walked into the Haotian Palace.

Inside the hall, hundreds of ministers knelt on the ground facing forward.

Yang Xiao's gaze fell on the dragon chair, there was no one on it, and Zhou Haotian was not here.

He frowned, the emperor said that it was not big, and it was not small to say that it was small, if Zhou Haotian found a place to hide, it would be a little difficult to find it.

Even with a carpet search, it can take two to three days.

This time is enough for Zhou Haotian to become a god.

Yang Xiao disappeared from the spot, sat on the dragon chair, looked at these ministers who could decide the life and death of tens of millions of people with one word, and shouted: "Raise your head for me." ”

"Yang Xiao. A minister saw Yang Xiao sitting on the dragon chair with a somewhat frightened expression.

"Who of you knows where Zhou Haotian went?" Yang Xiao glanced at everyone, and his cold gaze made the ministers' bodies tremble unconsciously.

"Yang Tianjiao. A gray-haired old minister stood up from the crowd and bowed in worship, "Before you came, we always thought that Your Majesty was ...... Zhou Haotian was sitting on the dragon chair, and no one knew why he was gone. ”

Yang Xiao frowned, he felt strange just now, Zhou Haotian was not here, why did this group of ministers kneel down one by one, it seems that Zhou Haotian used spells to confuse this group of people and found a place to hide.

He said, "Then who of you knows where Zhou Haotian might be hiding?"

Hundreds of ministers exchanged glances around, or shook their heads, or nodded and shook their heads, but not a single one spoke.

Yang Xiao said coldly: "If anyone tells me Zhou Haotian's position, no matter what he did before, I can not pursue it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the white-haired minister who spoke before stepped forward and said, "If you go back to Yang Tianjiao, maybe it will be in Haotian Mansion." ”

Haotianfu ...... Yang Xiao once heard Wang Huhu say that this is Zhou Haotian's mansion, of course, before he ascended the throne, after ascending the throne, Zhou Haotian must live in the imperial city.

"Take me there. Yang Xiao got down from the dragon chair, walked outside the hall, and stopped when he passed by the white-haired minister, "By the way, what's your name?"

The white-haired minister bowed his head and said: "Back to Yang Tianjiao's words, my name is Fang Ruhui, and I am the newly appointed Taishi, of course, I am now the Taishi of the previous dynasty." ”

The Great Zhou has been destroyed, and unless Zhou Haotian becomes a god, there is no chance to establish it again.

"Fang Ruhui, I remember, lead the way in front. Yang Xiao said.

followed Fang Ruhui out of the imperial city, Fang Ruhui lived in the imperial capital for hundreds of years, and the streets and alleys were like his own home, taking him to the nearest road and going to Haotian Mansion.

The people of the four major forces have already attacked, and the figures of both sides can be seen in the streets and alleys, and the breath of life can also be sensed in the passing houses.

Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief slightly, there was a life, which showed that the people of the imperial capital were not dead.

"Wait. Yang Xiao said, beckoning to the Xiaoyao Sect disciples who were passing in front of him.

"Yang Tianjiao. The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect ran in front of Yang Xiao, his body was covered with blood, there were his own, but more of them were enemies.

"I'll give you a task. Yang Xiao said, "You go and find Chen Wuwu, tell him that Zhou Haotian is gone, and let him instruct the people of the four major forces to search for Zhou Haotian, and remember that you must not let go of any place." ”

Compared with the soldiers of the Great Zhou, finding Zhou Hao's genius is the most tricky thing, the former has become meat on the chopping board, which can be chopped at any time, and the latter can fight back at any time if he does not die.

"Yes. The disciples of Xiaoyaomen realized the seriousness of the matter, and controlled the streamer to fly over the imperial capital, looking for Chen Wuwu's traces.

Follow Fang Ruyan to a luxurious mansion.

Covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, this mansion is simply a small imperial city.

The soul thought enveloped Haotian Mansion, and after a while, Yang Xiao withdrew the pot noodles.

There were thousands of people in the mansion, but most of them were mortals, and there were a small number of low-level guards, and no trace of Zhou Haotian was found.

Yang Xiao slammed open the door of the mansion with a fist, waving his sleeve robe and blowing open all the doors.

Stepping on the ground to shrink into inches, the figure is constantly flickering in the house, observing every subordinate up close, and searching every room.

Half an hour later, Yang Xiao returned to the gate, and after some searching, he still found no trace of Zhou Haotian.

He can be sure that Zhou Haotian is not in the mansion, otherwise, with his search method, he will definitely be able to find out.

Yang Xiao turned his head and asked, "Where else is Zhou Haotian likely to hide?"

Fang Ruhui frowned, thinking about Zhou Haotian's hiding place, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "Except for Haotian Mansion, I can't think of any place where it is possible that he has escaped from the city." ”

The gods of the world have been broken, and there are battles everywhere in the city, if Zhou Haotian escapes from the imperial capital, there is really no one to stop him.

Yang Xiao said: "Impossible, Zhou Haotian finally ascended to the throne, how could he be willing to let go, he won't escape." ”

Having said that, Yang Xiao turned around and walked towards the city gate, he was unwilling, he entered the imperial capital, and he could kill Zhou Haotian and avenge the golden finch, but the other party may have escaped.

Although Zhou Haotian said that he would not leave, he believed it in his heart.

Looking back, Zhou Haotian could endure humiliation for decades for the sake of the throne.

Even, when they returned from participating in the Tianjiao Conference, they beat Zhou Haotian outside the imperial capital one after another, but the latter did not fight back in order not to expose himself.

Such a person, when the general trend has gone, is very likely to run away.

Then, wait until the day of becoming a god, and then kill it with unrivaled strength.

"Yang Xiao. Wen Rencong flew over, landed in front of him, and said: "Master Chen has heard your message, sent someone to inform the other three major forces, each of them divided a thousand people to guard the gate of the Sifang City, and scattered the order to let everyone search for Zhou Haotian in the city." ”

"I see. Yang Xiao said in a low voice.

If Zhou Haotian wanted to run, no one could stop him

"Zhou Haotian, don't let me down, running away will make me look down on you. Yang Xiao muttered to himself.