The Imperial Palace is the existence at the top of the Divine Netherworld Continent, if they can take this opportunity to capture the Imperial Palace, these small sects with no name will definitely be looked down upon.

The pattern of the Divine Netherworld Continent is also bound to be reshuffled, and when the time comes, it will not be certain who will be the master.

Time was in a hurry, and Qi Lin didn't have time to think about it, so he gathered many sects.

Although they are all sects that have never even heard of it, and the number of them is pitiful, they are still superior to the many sects.

In this way, there are quite a few people.

The mighty procession drove straight into the procession without hindrance.

Qi Lin led the troops all the way into the palace hall, which really surprised Fu Bo.

"Qi Lin! What are you doing here? ”

"Come on, pull this old thing down." He is a dignified deputy commander, and his status is not as good as that of a bad old man!

In front of the lord, he was reprimanded.

On the contrary, it was this old man, and the people in the entire imperial palace could be said to be respectful to him, and he had long been unhappy with him.

Now that he wants to occupy the imperial palace, there is no one to stop him.

"Qi Lin! You are not afraid that the Lord will come back and let you go around without food! Fauber's face showed no fear.

He's just a small deputy commander, and he definitely can't make any waves.

"Enough, you think I don't know? The Venerable Lord's mana has been lost, and he is now unable to protect himself. Even if you return to the Imperial Palace, you will only be trampled underfoot. ”

After speaking, he beckoned to the people around him, and immediately two people surrounded him to take down Fubo.

It's just that before he got close to Fu Bo, Yan Yi had suddenly appeared in front of Fu Bo.

Before the two men could touch the corners of Fauber's clothes, their arms were cut off.

The palace was filled with the smell of blood, and Yan Yi's face was grim, like a killing machine without emotion.

Qi Lin's eyes widened in disbelief, "Yan, Yan Gongzi...... You, your martial arts are so high! ”

Yan Yi has always appeared as a gentle son, so much so that Qi Lin feels that he is the least threatening person.

He looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and then remembered that Emperor Zun had handed over everything to Yan Yi to manage.

If he didn't have real skills, he wouldn't have done that if he wanted to come to the emperor.

Unfortunately, he knew too late.

Now, the arrow is ready to be sent.

Qi Lin took a step back and raised the saber in his hand, "Kill him for me!" ”

Yunyan Continent, Baifu.

Feng Qian lay in bed and took a nap, flustered for no reason.

She straightened up, cupped her chest and gasped, what was going on with this feeling of oppression?

She forced herself out of bed, poured a glass of water and drank it down, hoping that it would relieve her a little.

The ring on her hand flickered, as if something was pulling her.

Her body was pulled by the ring, uncontrolled, and slammed around the room.

The sound alarmed Mo Feibai next door, and when he pushed the door in, he saw Feng Qian, whose limbs were twisted and clinging to the wall.

He frowned slightly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Don't pull me down quickly......" Feng Qian's face had been squeezed by the wall and was a little deformed, and it was not easy to say a whole sentence at this moment.

The strength continued to pull Feng Qian, Mo Feibai pulled her arm, and it took a lot of effort to tear her off the wall, but it made Feng Qian feel so painful.

Mo Feibai's eyes were finally drawn by the ring, and he raised his hand to take it off, but the ring disappeared again.