Looking at them with interest, he suddenly smiled: "Almost, His Royal Highness King Wen, well, I can also call you my niece and son-in-law, I will be a family in the future, and I will have the opportunity to make love with my imperial niece." ”

Yao Ruoyu's eyes were slightly sharp when he heard this, and he raised his hand to take the Zhenxian Sword back into his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the Lord Shadow Lord what he wants to do when he coerced me here? I'm afraid it's not to arrest me to see the Golden Emperor, right?"

"Haha, smart, the war between the imperial brother and you Song Wen, that's your business, I'm too lazy to get involved, I arrested you, it's just to strengthen my shadow stream!"

Wanyan Thorn Song slowly got up, and countless dark shadows on the surface of the throne behind him flowed gently like flowing water, quietly waving out circles of ripples that were difficult to see with the naked eye along the trend of his standing.

Looking at them with a smile, Wanyan Assassin Song said slowly: "When I first saw His Royal Highness King Wen in Fuling City, I saw that His Highness was a natural assassin embryo, but unfortunately because of Chu Yange, I didn't dare to take you away forcibly." ”

"But God forbid, tonight I finally waited for the opportunity, the co-master of Wenbang, the first sword leader in Huaxia, the second hidden dragon in the splendid list, from now on, you will be the most loyal and powerful shadow servant of my shadow stream! All those who dare to offend my shadow stream will tremble in your shadow!"

Stretching out his arms, Wanyan Thorn Song raised his head almost madly and laughed wildly, stemming from his too excited emotions, so that the killing domain that closed the entire hall also surged, and the raging wind swept and rushed, blowing Yao Ruoyu and Wanyan Fuchan swaying left and right, and they couldn't stand at all.

After laughing wildly for a long time, Wanyan Thorn Song suddenly raised his hand and waved, and several floor tiles in the middle of the hall suddenly recessed downward, and after a few breaths, he saw a bronze statue that was twenty-eight zhang high, the whole body was as black as ink, and there were countless chains condensed like dark shadows slowly rising from the ground.

Seeing this bronze statue, Wanyan Fuchan's face changed, and Yao Ruoyu frowned when she saw this: "What is this?"

"This is the Shadow God!" Subconsciously took a half step back, Wanyan Fuchan's face crossed a little struggle, and gritted her teeth, "It is the god worshiped by our Shadow Sect, and all our secret killing techniques are realized from above." ”

"Shadow God?" Raising his head, Yao Ruoyu looked up at the bronze statue that was so tall that it almost reached the ceiling, and a trace of confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"That's right! This is the Shadow God, the greatest god of my Shadow Stream Sect, His Royal Highness King Wen, tonight, you will be bathed in the glory from the Shadow God, you will become the most loyal servant of my Shadow Stream Sect, and you will use our secret techniques to spread the name of the Shadow God throughout China!"

The smiling eyes narrowed into a slit, and Wanyan stabbed Song with a grin, and the two shadow chains wrapped around Yao Ruoyu's waist suddenly shook, accompanied by the sound of swaying like iron cables, forcibly dragging Yao Ruoyu to the chest of the bronze statue of the Shadow God.

Seeing him being forcibly dragged up, Wanyan Fuchan's apricot eyes flashed with cold light, her figure flickered, and she disappeared in place out of thin air appeared on Yao Ruoyu's side almost at the same time, and a lotus leaf-shaped flying knife flew out one after another in her waist, drawing a spiral as if she had a spirit, and slashed wildly around the two shadow chains, bursting out a series of crisp and pleasant crashing sounds.

Shaking his head, Wan Yan Thorn Song smiled and waved his hand, and several chains suddenly burst out of the ceiling above his head, chasing Wan Yan Fuchan and rolling in the air, forcing her to dodge left and right.

As the chains rolled, the range of her movements continued to shrink, and finally she was wrapped around her waist by a chain, and the Avenue of Shadows immediately poured out, sealing all her strength, and then hanging beside Yao Ruoyu.

Locking Wanyan Fuchan, Wanyan Thorn Song stepped on the void and got up, came to Yao Ruoyu and looked at him carefully, and suddenly smiled: "First of all, I wish His Royal Highness King Wen to obtain the secret inheritance of my shadow stream, and ...... in the future." Well, you don't have a future. Before the words fell, without giving Yao Ruoyu the slightest chance to speak, he directly activated the bronze statue.

In an instant, the chains that had fallen from the bronze statue's body like wicker suddenly made a rattling sound, and they were like pitch-black giant snakes, swimming along the surface of the bronze statue, and finally came to Yao Ruoyu's body, entangled his whole body.

At this time, Wanyan Thorn Song had already sat back on the throne, and seeing the dense chains entangled Yao Ruoyu's whole body, his eyes couldn't help but float with a light as sharp as a blade.

Boom! When the last chain entangled Yao Ruoyu, the entire bronze statue shook suddenly, and the shadow that originally shrouded the entire bronze statue suddenly distorted, as if flowing water continued to flow along the chain, all of which poured into Yao Ruoyu's body who was entangled in death.

For a moment, Yao Ruoyu only felt that his whole person was about to explode, and at this moment, he was like a thatched house, forcibly smashed open the gate by a warlord sent tens of thousands of troops, and moved in piles of *.

Although these * are extremely powerful and can easily destroy the world at every turn, it is precisely because of the power and terror that this thatched house is unbearable at all, and there is a danger of being blown up by these * at any time.

The viscous and condensed shadow continued to sink into his body, flowing through every meridian, infiltrating every muscle, constantly transforming every subtlety of his body.

If Yao Ruoyu used to be in the past, it would take a breath to draw his sword out of the sheath without an increase in spiritual power, but at this moment, it only took a quarter of a breath for him to draw his sword out of the sheath until he struck forward.

If in the past, it took a cup of tea for spiritual power to run around the meridians of the whole body, then now it only takes a breathing time.

Under the huge Avenue of Shadows, Yao Ruoyu's body was completely transformed, transformed into a body that was most suitable for killing, and every part of his body, joints, muscles, meridians, and pores, was able to make his body burst out with the most terrifying power at the fastest speed.

As the body was gradually transformed, the power of the Great Dao of Shadows circulated in Yao Ruoyu's body for several weeks, and it poured into the dantian several times in succession, but because he had no true qi, he could only return in vain.

After a few times, the Avenue of Shadows seemed to understand Yao Ruoyu's identity as a spirit master, and suddenly surged up, all of them crashed into his eyebrows, and frantically poured into the Purple Mansion.

The moment the massive Avenue of Shadows broke into the Purple Mansion, the originally quiet Purple Mansion suddenly surged, and the three heavenly seals and two soul talismans hovering around the soul suddenly shone brightly, as if sensing the threat of the Avenue of Shadows.

At this moment, a battlefield was completely formed in Yao Ruoyu's Purple Mansion, the Avenue of Shadows was like a violent and ferocious dragon crossing the river, and the three heavenly seals and the two great soul runes were like entrenched snakes on one side, the former wanted to transform the latter into all the avenues of shadows, and the latter desperately resisted in order to protect themselves.

It's just that with the power of faith accumulated by the Shadow God Bronze Statue for countless years of receiving worship from the Shadow Stream, the Shadow Avenue is almost endless, and it is completely unreasonable and arrogant, and the three major heavenly seals and the two great soul talismans can only be absorbed by Yao Ruoyu's own cultivation, so as time passes, they gradually fall into disadvantage.

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Wushan Castle.

In the face of the literary and artistic army with more than ten leaders in the Six Realms, the Wushan City garrison, whose elite had all been transferred, could not stop their offensive, but they symbolically resisted for a moment, and soon disarmed and surrendered.

Yang Renjie, who had just entered the city, and his face was as black as carbon, raised his purple thunder knife and pointed at the soldiers who knelt all over the ground, and shouted: "All tied up, fill the death squad!"

The soldiers were shocked when they heard this, but before they could resist or protest, a large number of wolf-like soldiers rushed into the crowd with shackles and tied up the soldiers one by one.

"Did Song Jun reply there?" Walking on the gravel-paved road, Cai Xudong suddenly asked.

Shaking his head, Xu Xuanrong replied: "Not yet, but it is estimated that it will be soon, with Brother Qiang coming forward in person, the speed of the Song army's attack should be accelerated." ”

Clenched his fists, Cai Xudong's whole body was full of blood, gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, it's like this again, it's like this again, if you are arrested in front of me, this group of people will ...... Damn!"

Patting him on the shoulder, Zou Buyi said solemnly: "The Jin Emperor has concentrated his army in the two cities of Linxia and Dingxi, so most of the cities are guarded against emptiness, so let's speed up the pace first to occupy these places, capture more Jin soldiers, and then use these people to negotiate with the Jin State." ”

Everyone was not stupid, and they could hear what he meant, the Song Dynasty might not be willing to exchange a dozen cities for Yao Ruoyu's safety, so they had to occupy these places before the Song Dynasty.

"Then speed up the pace!" With a shake of five fingers, Xu Xuanrong couldn't bear the worry in his heart, and said in a cold tone, "Seize the front of the Song Dynasty, occupy all the south of Linxia and Dingxi, and then arrange heavy troops to defend the east, in case someone in the Song Dynasty is angry and wants to rob the city, all the cities must be in the hands of my Dawen!"

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Lanzhou City, the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Jin.

Tens of thousands of Liao soldiers who had taken off their armor and wore only short shirts sat in the Temple of Heaven on the west side of the palace with gloomy faces.

Above the Temple of Heaven, there was a huge magic circle covering tens of thousands of zhang squares.

In the formation, it is full of decay, blood corruption, darkness, bad luck and other rules, each formation flag is filled with a one-person high spirit crystal, with the massive spiritual energy contained in these spirit crystals, the formation constantly draws the essence blood of the Liao people below, and gathers it to the center of the formation.

At the center of the formation, a figure with a gray cloak and a full body of aura sat cross-legged, constantly absorbing the rich blood gathered around him, and the blood and qi of each Liao soldier poured into his body, which would give birth to a trace of vitality to this person's withered muscles like tree bark.

The essence blood of fifty or sixty thousand Liao soldiers has only restored about fifty percent of the vitality of this figure, although the exposed hands and feet have returned to a state of about forty years old, but his body hidden in his clothes is still withered like old bark.

When the last drop of essence blood was absorbed into his body, the magic circle was lifted, and then the figure suddenly disappeared, appearing like a ghost in front of the two black-robed men standing solemnly outside the Temple of Heaven.

"See King Yue!"

The moment this person appeared, the two black-robed men who were pouring out the Qi of the Seven Realms from their bodies actually subconsciously took half a step back, smiled dryly and bowed.

Finish Yan Su!

Wanyan Mu!

The two sect masters of the Great Golden Black Lotus Sect are both high-level super powerhouses in the Seven Realms, and they have once brought nearly ninety percent of the country's spirit masters under their command. It's just that a few years ago, because the two were involved in the dispute between the crown prince, they were designed by Ding Yanzhi to make a mistake, and they were reprimanded by the Golden Emperor, which made the Black Lotus Sect much less powerful than before.

Rao is like this, the two high-level powerhouses of the Seven Realms are twin brothers, and the power of joining forces is enough to match the Seven Realms perfectly, such a terrifying character would be afraid of the cloak man to such a degree, is it possible that this person or the Eight Realms will not succeed?

Under the cloak, on this person's covered face, a pair of slender and somewhat delicate phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and chuckled: "Don't worry, you two are important people in Dajin today, and it will depend on you to repel the Song Dynasty army next." ”

"As for the ...... of that great man," the cloaked man was halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt something, and looked at the woman in the imperial robe who was imprisoned outside the Temple of Heaven, and actually smiled, "Don't stare at me, don't worry, I have left enough essence blood for them to live for another four or five years." ”

Hearing his rampant laughter, Xiao Sui only felt that a mouthful of silver teeth was about to be crushed, but the blood-draining divine intent that fell on her body was too terrifying, and she had no strength to resist at all when she advanced to the Eight Realms with foreign objects.

Seeing Xiao Xuan's eyes full of grief and indignation, the cloaked man burst out laughing wildly, and his figure disappeared into place out of thin air, leaving only his rampant laughter.

"The essence and blood of these tens of thousands of Liao people are enough to maintain the king's outing for three days, and the Great Song Dynasty will be handed over to you and others to deal with, and the Wenbang will be handed over to the king. ”

On this day, Wanyan Zongbi, who had faked his death for a hundred years with secret techniques, came out of Lanzhou again!