Three hundred miles east of the Divine Capital, there was a faction of slaughter.

Shendu, the same is true at this moment.

Standing on the wall of the Divine Capital, whether it is a soldier in the mortal realm or a big man in the king realm, they all have a dignified face, and everything in front of them is really not optimistic!

Since the existence of the Nine Heavens, many forces in the Central Great World have had an upper limit.

Under this ceiling, the person who reaches the top represents the ceiling in itself.

Therefore, the gods launched a formation with the surrounding acropolis, but all this was as thin as a piece of paper in front of the kings of Chu and Qin.

King Qin personally stepped out of the horse, just poking it lightly with his hand.

The formation of this divine capital was like a piece of paper, which was gently pierced by it.

As a result, all the acropolis around the Shendu are like a girl whose skirt has been torn and her thighs have been torn open by a strong man, and she can only be bullied.

At the moment, these acropolises are also suffering from the same multiple-choice questions as other cities in the Middle Regions:

Resist and be slaughtered, or surrender outright!

In the end, as the Acropolis of the Divine Capital, there are naturally no cowards. All the acropolis did not surrender, so they were poured into it by countless Qin-Chu coalition troops, and the city and people all came to a miserable end.

Sangong, who was standing on the platform, and You Jinsong, looked at all this, and their expressions became more and more ugly.

At this time, Mi Xiong was already riding the king's cha, so he arrived under the city wall of the Shendu with a big grin, he carried his chubby round face, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Few, don't come unharmed?"

Fu Yuqing looked at Mi Xiong and asked seriously, "King Chu, what are you here for?"

"I naturally came here to seek justice for all the cultivators in this world, and also to find a way out. Mi Xiong had a big smile on his face.

You Jinsong sneered: "The cultivators of this world are enjoying themselves, when do you need His Royal Highness the King of Chu to seek any justice?"

Mi Xiong slowly raised his head, with a look on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, but said: "I'll wait to speak, when will it be your turn to speak as a crippled person with an incomplete body?"

"You ......" You Jinsong's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of annoyance.

Mi Xiong looked at the other people again, and said lightly: "Could it be that all of you present don't want to see the scenery beyond the Nine Heavens, or don't you want to live longer?"

As soon as they heard this, everyone fell silent.

Who doesn't want to see the scenery from above? Who doesn't want to live longer?

Seeing that the three dukes were silent, the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong, but You Jinsong spoke: "Traitor Mi Xiong, what you said is good, but what kind of cultivation Your Majesty has, can you do it with you alone?"

"Yes, it is precisely difficult to do, which requires Lone to join hands with you to directly open up a road to heaven for us and others, what do you think?"

You Jinsong was stunned for a moment, he never expected that Mi Xiong would follow his words...... What the hell is this?

Mi Xiong glanced at You Jinsong, this kind of brainless eunuch dares to talk more in front of him?

At this time, the Great Sima Han Jinlong looked at Mi Xiong and said slowly: "His Royal Highness the King of Chu, I have to say that your words are very tempting, and they also make Zai Xia very excited!"

"Oh?" Mi Xiong looked at Han Jinlong with a smile.

You Jinsong turned his head at the same time, and his eyes couldn't help but bring a little bit of yin poison.

Han Jinlong completely ignored anyone's expression, and continued: "It's just that it's difficult to stand on this side, people live in this world, it's not all for themselves, if there is no faithfulness and morality in their hearts, then even if they are immortal, what's the point?"

You Jinsong breathed a sigh of relief.

Mi Xiong's brows were furrowed, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him.

But Han Jinlong, who was still standing on the wall just now, suddenly appeared behind Mi Xiong at some point, and there was a lilac blade in his hand that was inserted in the back of Mi Xiong's heart, but he didn't know what he was holding onto, and he couldn't move in.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and the realm of Da Sima is even worse than before!" Mi Xiong slowly turned his head, with a touch of coldness in his tone, "Lone, I thought that Da Sima really wanted to have a good talk with Lone!"

"Before killing, don't show murderous aura! This is the first truth I realized in my life!" Han Jinlong's eyes were calm.

Mi Xiong's fat face showed a hint of mockery: "Really?"

"It's a pity, I didn't expect His Royal Highness the King of Chu to still be much stronger than I imagined!" Han Jinlong's tone carried a little regret.

At this time, Mi Xiong suddenly began to lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his momentum suddenly began to rise.

Han Jinlong's eyes showed surprise: "This is His Royal Highness the King of Chu who obtained that mysterious inheritance?"

What answered Han Jinlong was not words, but Qi Xiong's ghost-fast fist.

"Yo?" Han Jinlong let out a cry of surprise in his mouth, and then retreated frantically.

Mi Xiong was like a ghost, and he followed in an instant.

Han Jinlong frantically dodged, and at the same time, he couldn't help but whisper in his mouth: "Move, move!"

Finally pulled away with Mi Xiong, Han Jinlong held the lilac blade in his hand, but shouted loudly: "Ghost knife, open!"

As Han Jinlong's voice fell, his whole person instantly disappeared into a cloud of mist.

There was a hint of surprise on Mi Xiong's face, as if he didn't expect this person to be so difficult, but he was expressionless, and he took a step forward in the air, and he was also enveloped in the mist.

"Can't see it, can't see it!" Han Jinlong whispered to himself on the one hand, but on the other hand, he was frantically looking for an opportunity in this fog.

Mi Xiong entered this fog,

"Look back!" Han Jinlong turned his head suddenly, and then stretched out his hand, "Dig!"

Mi Xiong was caught off guard, but he subconsciously flashed in a hurry.

"Do it in your hands!" Han Jinlong continued to seize the opportunity, and suddenly inserted the sharp blade in his hand into Mi Xiong's ribs.

For the first time, a touch of pain finally appeared between his eyebrows.

The corners of Han Jinlong's mouth opened into a shy, and he shouted, "It's uncomfortable!"

Mi Xiong was finally annoyed, and as the speed of his cheeks cleared up a little faster, his whole person's momentum rose again, and as soon as he suddenly stretched out his hand, he directly grabbed Han Jinlong's head.

Feeling the violent force in Qi Xiong's hand, Han Jinlong knew that his head was about to explode in the next moment.

It's just that Han Jinlong still chuckled at this time: "It's not a big problem, this wave is not a loss!"

With Han Jinlong's death, this fog also dissipated.

Everyone in the Shendu City looked at this scene, and their faces were ugly.

But at this moment, a voice sounded slowly from the Shendu: "Mi Xiong, you little fat man, when you come to the door, I will be naughty as you children, but before you killed my big Sima in the Shendu, this is a bit too much, right?"