Chapter Forty-Seven: The Pursuit of the Army

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from all directions.

The majestic female voice was like a heavenly constitution in her mouth, and in an instant, all the heavens and the earth pressed towards Wang Qing.

The pressure is not too big, it is much easier than the kind of coercion in the domain, but Wang Qing is also the head of a faction, and his mind is racing, and he instantly understands the reason.

Immediately, he let go of his hand, broke out of the door, and rushed out frantically.

The gate station, the Great Zhou took Guangzhou City as the gate station.

Wang Qing didn't dare to stay, if he was anywhere else, there was no one in the martial arts today who could let Wang Qing run away. However, the stations of the various sects are definitely called the tiger's den of Longtan.

This point is only known to Wang Qing when he has his own sect, and now that he thinks about it, he can forget about it when he broke into Wudang, and confirm that they don't have a half-step grandmaster. But that time I broke into Shaolin, it was really reckless. Fortunately, the law is not the head of Shaolin, and he does not enjoy the bonus of the station.

But now, with that sound just now, Wang Qing confirmed that the empress was also a half-step grandmaster. In this way, he will never dare to stay in the place where the suspected gate is stationed anymore.

He just killed someone's granddaughter, face, no matter this identity, or the original identity of Wang Qing, the other party will not hesitate to kill himself.

Fortunately, the other party was obviously not nearby, and the voice just now was just a small permission from the head.

If Wang Qing wants to escape, he must at least escape from the range of the place where he is stationed.

He didn't flee to the theoretically fastest carriage shop. Fortunately, he is the head of the house, and he knows that the head of the house has the authority to close the carriage shop for a short time.

Now the fastest way is to summon Xiao Wu, once it soars into the sky, it is theoretically safe. But Wang Qing's last trace of greed really didn't want to reveal his identity. Xiao Wu is too dazzling, and when she makes a move, it is undoubtedly me Wang Qing who announced to everyone.

It's not that Wang Qing has any reluctance to this identity, it's really a bit of a disaster. It's nothing to simply kill a few people, but I took this occasion to stab the conspiracy in front of the elite of the players on the big Zhou side, and this hatred is big.

I didn't have time to say anything at the time, but the player wasn't a human spirit. Planting the seeds of doubt is enough for Da Zhou to stand it.

And Wang Qing knows that he is simply killing people? In order to prevent future troubles, he used means.

Crazy agitation, a cloud of smoke drifted out of the city.

Suddenly, Wang Qing's figure suddenly slammed, and he instantly changed from movement to quiet, and stood on the spot.

An awkward smile.

"Am I out of the field?"

More than ten meters away on the opposite side, a woman in a black and red Tang costume stood there quietly, not angry but mighty, with a royal spirit.

"I actually know that the gate is stationed in a special place, and you are by no means a scattered person from a small family. Who the hell are you, dare to harm my good deeds. ”

"Guangqin, the king of the East China Sea, has seen Her Majesty the Empress."

Hahaha~

Wu Zetian laughed loudly.

"Wang Guangqin, King Qin Guang? Wang Qing, you're too lazy to come up with a name. It's not as hard to guess as Wang Chen before. ”

Wang Qing's face turned dark, but he couldn't admit that he was killed.

"Your Majesty, it's a joke. I'm just a little East China Sea monk, and I've finally mixed up to the top class, and I can't compare to others. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's all death anyway, oh no, it's too cheap for your son of heaven to die. I don't have a heaven and earth spiritual cave like the Xuanbing Cave here, but I can let you try the prison of Dali Temple. By the way, Guangzhou City is not a gate station, but the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, my heavenly kingdom. ”

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and clapped his palm.

The surrounding aura surged violently, and with this palm, an overwhelming aura palm covered it.

Wang Qing didn't dare to slack off, waved his palms continuously, and threw out a few bricks.

"Huh? The ghostly crack of the old dog of the nameless king Mao Zhong, why is it here for you? ”

Wang Qing's brick magic is so special that even if the empress is well-informed, she can't recognize it. But the pair of iron claws in Wang Qing's hands are famous.

"You gang of Nine Heavens are still active. Yes, it's no wonder that Duoduo Scourge is messing with you. ”

Nine days? Wang Qingfu to the heart. Since your identity can't save you, why don't you hurry up and pull the tiger's skin.

"Hehe, nine days? Nine days is dead, forgetting his mission, intoxicated with boring power. There are nine heavens above, and ten lands below, and I am the head of the ten lands, the king of Qin Guangdi. ”

If any player hears this, he will either be a fart or a secondary player organization. Lao Tzu is playing a martial arts game, what about it? But Wu Zetian is different, with her status, she has faintly learned the news of the reopening of the underworld from Tiandao.

It's just that the information is extremely vague, after all, it is not yet time to open the underworld.

A wonderful misunderstanding arose, as the emperor of the world, he subconsciously didn't think about the real underworld. As an emperor, he said that Fengtian was the carrier, and the prime minister was rivers and mountains, but in fact, no one really wanted to have heaven and earth, which was beyond the scope of his management.

The empress subconsciously thought that it was another organization similar to Nine Heavens secretly controlling the world.

"Rebellious ministers and thieves, you can't be left behind, go back with me obediently, explain the party members clearly, I can open the net and give you death."

Wang Qing rubbed his teeth, it was broken, and the threat was wrong. The other party's heart to grasp himself is more determined.

Wu Zetian waved his hand and took out a big seal, not those blank seals made by Wang Qing with printed and wordless, with big characters on the book, ordered by the sky, both longevity and Yongchang.

Wang Qing gasped.

"The jade seal of the country? It turns out that you are here, no wonder Da Song wants to make a fake to confuse the public. ”

As he spoke, Wang Qing returned to his original appearance and pulled out the broken star.

Your uncle, the First Emperor's Tai'a Sword has already become a divine sword after being added to fame. The name of this empress is not small, and taking out this heirloom jade seal is beyond the norm.

What kind of hidden identity, Wang Qing can't take care of it. At this time, even if you fight with all your might, you may not be able to save your life, and where do you dare to have reservations.

"Hehehe, Daoist Zhiqing has had enough? What a handsome little Taoist priest, Yi Rong is a middle-aged man, and he is really unappetizing. Come back with me. ”

After speaking, he didn't use the jade seal in his hand, but flipped it with his empty left hand.

The magnificent palace, the wide school field, and the majestic Xuanjia Iron Cavalry.

Wu Zetian sat on the dragon chair for a long time, looking at the school field below, and the iron cavalry surrounded Wang Qingtuan.

domain? A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Qing's eyes.

Hey? Wang Qing's brows furrowed, with the power of Sheng Dan's insight, he couldn't tell the reality of the objects in front of him.

And from the most original intuition of the warrior, everything in front of him is true.

In the bottom of his heart, he believed that it was the illusion of the domain, but his intuition believed that it was the reality of the object, and the feeling of violent contradiction strongly impacted Wang Qing's cognition.

Wang Qing suddenly raised his head and stared at the empress on the dragon chair, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fuck your uncle's true or false, and it can't be fake to cut you directly.

The violent purple thunder swirled, and Wang Qing walked with the sword and rose to the sky.

"Kill!"

The Xuanjia Iron Riders roared in unison, and dark red clouds rose up.

Hell, even if there is an army in the domain, there are still first-class generals and clouds. Wang Qing was no longer able to complain, and after being blocked by the clouds, he was greeted by the endless onslaught of the cavalry.