Cao Song's white jade hairpin had been shattered into powder, but the divine pagoda in the sky had also dissipated.

There was a depression on the earth that was nearly ten zhang in diameter and one foot deep, and Cao Song was standing in the depression, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Qingyun Xingguan's body was fluorescent, kneeling behind Cao Song, the Sumeru chessboard was placed on the ground in front of him, and he was holding a pitch-black chess piece in his hand, which did not fall for a long time.

Cao Song raised his arm and elegantly brushed the blood from the corner of his mouth, while his gaze kept looking at the figure in mid-air.

There are many lines on the noble court master's robe, with clear sword patterns, mountain patterns, and tower patterns on it, Meng Zhaochen glanced down and found that these lines seemed a little disordered, and if he looked closely, there were actually many lines that had been misplaced, and they formed a number of flowers.

"How can it be?" Meng Zhaochen muttered to himself, looked at Cao Song, and said with a little self-deprecation: "Could it be that he hasn't made a move for too long and is rusty?" ”

Cao Song sneered and said, "Five hundred years ago, all the members of the Shanyang City Divine Court went out to hunt down the traitors, and then they were intercepted and killed by the Qingyun Star Officer and the Zhaoling Star Official, and both of them died. In the battle of Dry Bone Ridge, the court master of Shanyang City Divine Court participated in it, and he wanted revenge, but he also died at the hands of the Heavenly Monarch. The Shanyang City Divine Court has been ownerless for more than 300 years, as for you, Meng Zhaochen, you have only been sitting in the position of the master of this court for less than 200 years, do you really think that you are invincible? ”

Meng Zhaochen sighed lightly, five hundred years ago, the Shanyang City Divine Court was almost wiped out in the battle of the Betrayal God, and after so many years of recuperation, it was possible to regain its former glory.

At this time, Huo Yiyun was dead, Pan Yu was seriously injured and fell to the ground, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the ghostly pursuit of Blood Danqing, as for himself... How ridiculous and shameful it is that the dignified Divine Court Master has not been able to defeat the leader of a killer organization.

The past repeats itself, and the Shanyang City Divine Court is once again thwarted by the traitors.

"Blood Danqing, I have allowed you to survive under the nose of the Divine Court for so many years, and you have not found out your identity as a traitor." Meng Zhaochen sighed secretly and blamed himself a little: "I thought that the traitors would cower like rats in the gutter and dare not show up, but I didn't expect you to become the king of the darkness blatantly. ”

Cao Song also knew that Blood Danqing had been established for decades, and it was not that the Divine Court had not explored the details of this killer organization, but firstly, the Divine Court had always acted in concealment, and even the Divine Court was not easy to investigate, and secondly, the Blood Danqing was a group of outlaws who worked hard for money, and it was hard to imagine that they were the same group of people as those traitors who could "fight with the sky" for the sake of so-called freedom and so-called faith.

Meng Zhaochen sighed, but he shifted his gaze to Wei Yeqiu in the distance, and he said with self-reproach and resentment: "The Wei family is so calculating, they actually use their own son as bait. ”

"If you want to kill someone's son and force others to comply, you can't come up with this ghost idea." Cao Song smiled coldly and said, "The Wei family has a hand in business, and they have always only done big business, so they will not obediently eat ashes under your Divine Court." ”

Meng Zhaochen naturally understood that he had been calculated, but it was too late. He knew that the Divine Court was completely defeated today, he lost to Cao Song, and the Divine Court was defeated by the Wei family.

The Divine Court wanted to kill Wei Yeqiu, support Wei Yan, and leave Wei Guoyin with no choice. But in fact, it was Wei Guoyin who had already laid out the game, just waiting for your divine court to enter the game.

Originally, although the Wei family was strong, there were four divine courts in the four northeastern countries, and countless divine court masters were enough to make the Wei family afraid to retreat. Now that the Wei family has joined forces with Blood Danqing, their strength has increased dramatically, and the Shanyang City Divine Court has almost been wiped out after this battle, and the strength of the Northeast Land Divine Court has directly decreased by a quarter.

I am afraid that the situation in the northeast will be even more difficult to deal with after today than in other places.

"He became a sinner in the court of God." Meng Zhaochen sighed helplessly, his eyes

But it became calm.

He stretched out his arms, and the terrifying energy condensed around him, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Cao Song's eyes were sharp, and he shouted lightly: "How can I give you a chance to fight back?" ”

In an instant, flowers bloomed all over Meng Zhaochen's sleeves, and five vines rose to the sky on the ground, collapsing straight like chains that were stronger than steel, imprisoning Meng Zhaochen's limbs and neck.

Meng Zhaochen's eyes were as usual, but he frowned, and the robe on his body suddenly burst into flames, burning all the flowers that were growing wantonly.

Cao Song's face was also slightly gloomy, but he was not surprised that Meng Zhaochen still had the power to counteract, but he didn't expect him to be so decisive. This fire is not a secret technique at the bottom of the box at all, although this flame seems to be burning the flowers he "planted" on Meng Zhaochen's sleeve, but in fact, Meng Zhaochen is burning his own body!

"Qingyun!" Cao Song snorted lightly.

Qingyun Xingguan's eyes froze, and the black chess piece that had been pinched between his two fingers rose sharply at this moment, and suddenly became like a black hole of all the light around the devourer, extremely dark, incomparably dead and silent, as Qingyun's arm fell, it fell on the chessboard.

In this game, the winner has been decided.

Click.

The sky darkened for a moment, and a ghostly light hung down from above the nine heavens and fell on Meng Zhaochen.

The flame ignited by the life force instantly lost its light and quickly dimmed.

Meng Zhaochen's face was calm, and he opened his mouth and exhaled.

It was the last breath of life he had left, turning into a pale orange flame that sped out like a comet.

"Be careful!" Cao Song exclaimed.

Over there, Wei Yeqiu and the others saw this small flame, and their cold hairs immediately stood up, as if they were facing a great enemy, as if a star had fallen.

But the flames did not hit them, but quickly fell on Dian Jinglun.

Dian Jinglun was defeated and retreated by the deputy commander of the blood danqing, and he was about to die with the court master, but this fire of life fell on him, not to burn him out, but to bring him extremely strong energy, and it was also the last hope.

Dian Jinglun glanced sadly at Meng Zhaochen, who had turned into a shell, and felt the last will he left for himself, so he didn't dare to hesitate, turned around and left.

Meng Zhaochen knew that he had no way to retreat, so he left the hope of survival to Dian Jinglun.

"The Wei family will definitely pay the price!"

With the protection of the last breath of life of the court master, no one dared to stop Dian Jinglun, who was shining all over, and could only watch him detain the seriously injured Pan Yu and evacuate quickly.

Wei Yeqiu raised his head and glanced at the figure that disappeared in an instant, and then looked at the sky on the other side.

The clouds floated, the sun shone down, and the five supernatural vines clutched at the straight, breathless figure.

"The gamble... Did you win? Jiang Ling woke up and asked.

Wei Yeqiu smiled, but there was not much joy in his eyes, only deep solemnity, he said: "It can only be said that it is a good start, the real battle has just begun." ”

Jiang Ling also turned his head and saw the figure under the canopy of heaven, and muttered, "The great cultivator of the Xuanji Upper Realm died like this?" And there are seventy-one such strong guys left in the world. ”

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With the siege of the Divine Court of the Weiyang Kingdom by the top ten masters of the Jin family, the battle between the family and the Divine Court on the Fengyin Continent has officially begun, and many masters of the Heavenly Transformation Realm and even the masters of the Xuanji Realm have fallen every day, including many of the family's worshippers and clansmen, as well as the chief deacon and the commander of the Divine Court, but the Divine Court Master who has the ultimate strength of the Heavenly Frame Sea and the status of the apex of the human world has not yet fallen.

It seems that except for the war of betrayal five hundred years ago, in this world

There is no court master who dies in battle.

Because no one dared to kill the Divine Court Master, and no one could kill the Divine Court Master.

But today, there was actually a Divine Court Master who was killed by his own hands.

This news is even more sensational than the sudden collapse of a mountain that has stood for thousands of years.

Meng Zhaochen, the master of the Divine Court of Shanyang City, the great cultivator of the Xuanji Upper Realm, after all, he had never defeated Cao Song, the lord of the Blood Danqing, and died on the spot. Moreover, the two major priests also fell in this battle, and there were only a few deacons and some deacons left in the Shanyang City Divine Court, which can be said to exist in name only.

In the blink of an eye, in the land of the four countries in the Northeast, which had been silent, Huo Ran rolled up a bloody rain, and the Wei family's relatives and worshippers, and even the four royal families, all took action.

Chaochen County, the Wei family's mansion.

Wei Guoyin walked back, followed by his concubine Dong Xiaoxi, and Wei Qiheng, the number one master in the Wei family and the ninth master of the Wei family.

Dong Xiaoxi's sleeve robe was torn, the placket was stained with blood, and even a hole was broken in the shoulder of Wei Qiheng's clothes, where the skin was open and fleshy, but the bleeding had stopped.

Outside the house, there were more than 20 top masters of the Wei family patrolling and guarding, and three elders of the Xuanji Realm were also hidden in the dark.

Wei Guoyin walked into the study, as if he didn't see the mother and son with complicated faces on the side, and sat directly behind the bookcase.

He took a sip from his cup, then coughed lightly and spit it out.

Wei Yan knelt directly on the ground, pestle the ground with his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Father, my son is wrong. ”

Xu Tingyu was still standing, her face had become a little pale, and she said flatly: "We are doing this for the Wei family." ”

"The Master of the Divine Court, if it weren't for Uncle Nine and Xiaoxi's desperate protection, I would have almost been slapped to death by him." Wei Guoyin suddenly said such a sentence, he shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed lightly: "But that old man is not comfortable, Uncle Jiu's punch is estimated to be enough for him to raise for three or five days." ”

Wei Yan was so wary that he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to make a sound, Xu Tingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "You have already decided to help the Qi family fight against the Divine Court?" Or do you really feel so sorry for this little son? ”

"You're wrong, it's not to help the Qi family, it's my Wei family's own business." Wei Guoyin took out a white silk cloth, picked up a pen again, and then looked up, and Dong Xiaoxi naturally walked over and began to sharpen ink for him.

Xu Tingyu's eyes showed a little anger, because this was what she had been doing for thirty years.

"Whether it is the youngest son or the eldest son, it is my Wei Guoyin's son. Today, the Divine Court dares to kill my youngest son, and tomorrow it dares to kill my eldest son! Why can't you understand this shallow truth? Wei Guoyin shook his head, his tone was normal, and his face was flat.

But Xu Tingyu felt a disappointment from him that he had never felt before.

She took a breath and said, "It's my fault, don't be embarrassed, as for the second and third children, they don't know at all." ”

"Chaoyun Pavilion is broken." Wei Guoyin said without raising his head: "The pavilion that cannot be invaded by wind and rain is still unreliable at such a juncture." If it's broken, it's broken, the Wei family doesn't lack this pavilion. ”

Xu Tingyu's face instantly turned paler, and her eyes trembled, as if cold rain had fallen on her body and her heart.

Wei Yan heard what kind of thunderous anger was hidden in these words, and mustered up the courage to raise his head and said: "It's the child's fault, please father punish me, don't offend the mother." ”

Wei Guoyin glanced at him coldly: "I don't lack you either..."

Wei Guoyin's words were not finished, Dong Xiaoxi suddenly put down the ink block and knelt on the ground.

"You're interceding too?" Wei Guoyin glanced at her, then looked at Wei Yan and said, "When Ye Qiu comes back, I'll clean you up!" ”