Unexpectedly, the Holy Emperor also nodded and said: "The land of Kyushu has long been lifeless, and the snow hatred has a great rebellion, and it will definitely make a difference in the future." ”

Fang Xue hated completely didn't understand what they were talking about, and was confused.

Follow them up to the Spiritual Mountain.

The mountain is full of spirit trees, and it is full of eye-catching wealth.

The cold wind on the top of the mountain, when the Holy Emperor stepped on this land, there were constantly figures flashing in Xie Ling Mountain, arguing that they would gather.

Those are the offerings of the Holy Court.

Fang Xue hated it, there were dozens of them, and each of them had the strength to be worshiped and not weaker than Cai Su!

This is the essence of the Tang Dynasty!

"See my emperor!"

Everyone fell to their knees, and the Holy Emperor had a smile on his face.

"Flat!"

He glanced at the crowd, his voice was like a bell, and he couldn't see any sickness: "Today, everyone who should come is here, and those who shouldn't come will come, are you ready?"

"I want to be with my emperor!"

The voice spread all over Xie Ling Mountain, and Fang Xue was also infected by emotions, and his blood was boiling, this is the power of the emperor.

"Whew!"

Suddenly a light lit up in the sky.

The Holy Emperor snorted coldly, stretched out his big hand and grabbed it towards the sky, and the light was caught in his hand.

That's an arrow!

"Kill the arrow, and die in the word, hmph, the Nanzhou Ding family came very quickly. The Holy Emperor threw it casually, and Fang Xue hated to see the arrow called Killing Arrow, which was cold and dazzling.

At this time, Fang Xue finally understood.

The news that the Holy Emperor is seriously ill spread, and the world is ready to move, and today's battle against Xie Lingshan is a battle related to the life and death of the Tang Dynasty.

Fang Xue was suddenly a little dazed, he was completely unprepared, he was brought here by the Holy Emperor, asking him to witness the catastrophe of the Holy Court with his own eyes.

Is it the rest of the catastrophe or is it in the catastrophe? Fang Xue couldn't wait to know.

With a "boom", the Holy Court worshippers suddenly began to scatter in all directions, and Fang Xue Hate realized that at some point, many masters were coming towards the siege of Xie Ling Mountain.

The surrounding vitality trembled violently, and battles broke out in many places at the same time, and the sound was like thunder.

The Holy Emperor was indifferent, and beside him stood Ram Shou and Fang Xue Hat, but Fang Xue Hatred really couldn't be compared to them.

Although he was now a king-level master, he found that the weakest person in Xie Lingshan was himself.

In Datang Kyushu, most of the masters of the Soul Realm gather here.

Fang Xue suddenly asked the confusion in his heart: "Grandpa, I heard that Liang Baiyue's predecessor helped the Holy Court to win the Understanding Spirit Mountain, and he was only a Soul Realm cultivator, why is he so strong?"

The Holy Emperor was a little sentimental, and said: "Back then, he was already a high-level cultivator of the Soul Realm Realm, but it's a pity that Liang Baiyue died too early, otherwise, I'm afraid that he would have broken through the shackles and crowned the world." ”

"So powerful!" Fang Xue didn't expect Liang Baiyue to be so terrifying, but unfortunately, even if he cultivated to a high level, he was still injured in the battle of Xie Ling Mountain, which shows the tragedy of that battle back then, which also laid the groundwork for Liang Baiyue's fall.

"A strong man from the Ding family in Nanzhou has appeared!" Fang Xue's pupils shrank, and she saw two strong men coming together, both carrying a jade bow behind them, obviously from the Ding family in Nanzhou.

"I didn't expect that the Nanzhou Ding family was not destroyed by the spirit seed, it's really fateful. "Fang Xue hated that since Ding Liao, he didn't have a good impression of the Ding family in Nanzhou, not to mention that Ding Weilou once wanted his own life outside Nanzhou City.

Ram Shou took a step, his momentum completely exploded, and he seemed ready to make a move.

The Holy Emperor still didn't move, he looked at the sky, as if he was waiting for something.

Later, Fang Xue Hate saw that the masters from the Bi Tao Sect and the Gale Wind Shrine were all present.

"I didn't expect these two to be involved. Fang Xue hated that he had no ill feelings towards the Gale Wind Temple where Qian Zhengchu was, but what they did today made him very disappointed.

Later, there were some people who Fang Xue hated and couldn't identify rushed to Xie Ling Mountain one after another, but there were still most enemies.

The sunset kisses the sunset, and the green mountains reflect the water.

The Holy Emperor's eyes suddenly burst into fine light, and a man and a beast slowly appeared in the sky.

"Snow hate, this is Datang's biggest enemy. The Holy Emperor turned around and said, "If he doesn't die today, you must kill him!"

Fang Xue didn't know what the origin of that man and beast was, but seeing that the Holy Emperor was so solemn, he nodded: "Grandpa, don't worry." ”

Only then did the Holy Emperor smile heroically and rise to the sky: "Yuwen Hao, I haven't seen you for many years, do you still want to lose another arm?"

Only then did Fang Xue find out that Yu Wenhao was actually a one-armed old man.

Yuwen Hao's mount was a bit like a cow, but it was a bull's head and tiger tail, gray hair, and a circle smaller than a cow, about the same size as Lu Wu.

Yuwen Hao held a spear, sat on the back of the minotaur, and pointed at the Holy Emperor and said: "Li Xianzu, Kyushu should have been the world of my Yuwen family, your Li family has taken advantage of it and occupied Kyushu for two hundred years, and today, it's time to return it." ”

"Hmph, my Li clan can control Kyushu is the heart of the world, does it have a half-cent relationship with your Yuwen clan?" The Holy Emperor said disdainfully: "The chaotic ministers and thieves want to seek the world, and the heart of rebellion is known to everyone, Yuwen Hao, are you really a fool in the world?"

Yu Wenhao's face changed again and again, he didn't expect that the Holy Emperor Li Xianzu could speak eloquently and speak skillfully, wasn't he already terminally ill? Why did he still look so energetic? He didn't even say so many words without stumbling.

"Hmph, even if you are clever and skillful, it's useless," Yu Wenhao no longer argued with him about right and wrong, but said gloomily: "If you don't stay in the palace and wait for death, you have to run out to die, I will fulfill you today." ”

Yu Wenhao's age was about the same as that of the Holy Emperor, but his spirit was much better than that of the Holy Emperor, after all, he was in good health and had no illness. He swooped down on a minotaur, the spear in his hand wrapped in vitality, and it was extremely fast.

With a wave of the Holy Emperor's hand, the unsheathed Heavenly Wolf Sword flew into the air, and the two of them fought each other in short combat.

As soon as he made a move, the masters of the Bi Tao Sect and the Fierce Wind Shrine also made a move, and the monks below the Soul Realm were not qualified to participate in this battle at all, and Fang Xue could only watch from the top of the mountain.

There are many opponents of Ram Shou, plus the two strong men of the Nanzhou Ding family, there are nearly ten people!

Only then did Fang Xue Hate understand the power of the peak cultivator of the Soul Realm realm, compared to the ordinary Soul Realm cultivator, it was not a level at all.

But heroes can't stand the crowd, and Ram Shou may eventually die at the hands of those people.

However, before he died, how many people his opponent would die, Fang Xue couldn't wait to know.

"He's getting old after all. Fang Xue hated a little emotionally, although the Holy Emperor was fighting with Yu Wenhao and the others, Fang Xue hated to look at his old back, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

The hero is in the twilight, no matter how strong he is, he will lose to the years.

The battle of Xie Ling Mountain is continuing, and Nanzhou City is not at peace.

Guishu is gone, but his identity has not been banned, the original five kings have become four kings, who were originally people in the same trench, but today they are fighting each other outside the city.

"Shang Qianhu, you traitor!"

Zhikui and Feng Mingdong stood together, opposite Shang Qianhu and Rong Feichen.

Shang Qianhu smiled disdainfully: "Traitor? The Tang Dynasty was originally in the pocket of His Royal Highness the Prince, and it was Li Zhaolin who stole the imperial power of His Royal Highness the Prince, and you actually said that we are traitors?"

Rong Feichen also said coldly: "Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not returned, but now that the old Holy Emperor has gone to understand Lingshan, I am afraid that after today's Tang Dynasty, it will become an ownerless country, as courtiers, we naturally want to share our worries for the future Holy Emperor, and eradicating the thieves who steal the country is the first priority!"

Zhikui and the others were almost laughed at angrily, the eldest princess is the heir of the Tang Dynasty hand-picked by the Holy Emperor, Li Lingyao's position as the crown prince has long been deposed, and now in these people's mouths, she has become a thief!

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will soon return to the Tang Dynasty, I advise you not to be stubborn," Rong Feichen said: "As long as you sincerely repent and kill Li Zhaolin as a vote, for the sake of your colleagues, I can plead with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for you to accept you." ”

"Fart!" Zhi Kui couldn't help but scold: "Shameless traitor, there's nothing to say, if you want to fight, just fight!"

Feng Ming moved more directly, and the long sword was unsheathed and the whole person rushed out.

Although Li Zhaolin was in the imperial city, he knew everything well, including the movements in Nanzhou City.

"Nest Rail," Li Zhaolin thought for a moment and said, "Is the Nest Felt Ancestor good?"

Chao Liang's figure appeared, and when he heard the words, he knew that the eldest prince was going to make a move, so he said respectfully: "The ancestor was talking about His Highness the day before yesterday, saying that he wanted to visit you when he had time. ”

Li Zhaolin smiled: "Help me tell the ancestor that Li Lingyao appeared in the north and is about to return, I hope the ancestor can keep him there forever for me." ”

Chao Rail's heart was shocked, and the eldest princess finally made up her mind to kill each other.

However, it is also understandable that the Holy Emperor will die, and there will be no friendship between Li Lingyao and her at that time, and it will be a matter of time before life and death meet.

"Also, Rong Feichen's strength is high, Zhi Kui and Feng Mingdong are not their opponents, although they used to have some resentment against me, that's my problem, you send someone to Nanzhou City, kill Rong Feichen and Shang Qianhu, as for Zhi Kui and Feng Mingdong, let them go, Nanzhou City, there is no need for anyone to be in charge." ”

Li Zhaolin's heart was like water, and he was not sad at all.

She knew that after today, no matter what the outcome of Xie Ling Mountain was, the Holy Emperor would die, and she also knew that her own strength of the Qi Sea Realm Seven was not enough to support the Tang Dynasty, but she suddenly felt that none of this was important, this piece of the world was not as important as she imagined.

From the beginning to the end, it's all about people.

Her father is dying, her sister and brother are turning against each other, the royal family has never had any family affection at all, and she doesn't want to lose Fang Xue's hatred in order to support this country.

She is not a qualified wife, she wants to go back to the beginning and be a good mother.

Taking off the red and gold silk clothes and taking off the colorful divine phoenix golden step, Li Zhaolin sat in front of the dresser and redressed himself.

There are no heavy shackles, no majestic momentum, light makeup, and it looks much more approachable.

"I wonder if Ha'er will like me to dress like this?" Li Zhaolin suddenly began to care about other people's eyes, for the first time in history.

She looked at it again and again, and felt that this was what a mother should be, with the smell of fireworks, flesh and blood.

She finally smiled with satisfaction, it turned out that the world is not the world, but a heavy shackle.