Zhao Meiyu sneered and said: "I think you also know that since ancient times, the most ruthless emperor family, the deity lost power back then, and when it was the most down, I didn't see the two of you call the deity an adult?"

"Lord Shizi!Lord Shizi, listen to the little one's explanation, the little one was blinded by lard at that time, and he couldn't tell what was wrong when he was blinded by lard!" When the two heard this, they were immediately frightened and trembled, almost peed their pants, and were busy begging for mercy, Zhao Meiyu listened to their words of belittling herself, and enjoyed it very much, after all, these two dukes' sons are held like the pride of the sky on weekdays, where can they say such words?

"Okay!" Zhao Meiyu snorted coldly, made them stop, and continued: "Since you know that you have been blinded by lard and have done something wrong, then if you want to correct it, you need to pay some price." ”

"Please spare your life—"

"The deity is not rare for your cheap life, and I don't want the bits and pieces on your body, just pushing the stinky meat, the deity is not rare. The deity doesn't need any money and treasures, and although the deity has a little bit of a poor life, he can barely maintain it, and he can't afford to be extravagant and wasteful...... The only thing that the deity can see is the power behind the two of you, the power of the Duke's Palace. ”

Zhao Meiyu suddenly stopped, tilted her head and looked at the two: "Do you give or not?"

The duke's face turned white, and it was completely the color of chalk, as if it had been rubbed with a lot of powder in an instant. They really wanted to say the word that Zhao Meiyu liked to hear, after all, they were the sons of the duke's sons, but they were not iron-clad underground party members, and they didn't even have the courage and persistence of one hundred million of Fang Martyr.

But they didn't dare, because they knew that offering the power of the Duke's Mansion to Zhao Meiyu was no different from betraying the family, although it was ten levels smaller than the charges of treason, bullying, and great rebellion, but from time to time these people who lived a corrupt and depressed life dared to do.

"Don't give it?" Zhao Meiyu's face showed a treacherous smile: "Altar-"

"Give!" The two of them suddenly broke free from the hijacking of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, and directly stabbed their heads on the ground: "What the prince needs, just take it!"

"It's like words. Zhao Meiyu snorted coldly, and waved her hand generously: "Those maids and servants and the like, the deity is not interested in paying attention, whether you belong to it or not, in short, it is now under your control, the two of you can each keep two personal attendants, and the others, you can exchange and play with the deity's subordinates, as long as you don't delay the business! Okay! Go down!

"Thank you, Lord Grace~~~~" The two kowtowed louder than just now.

After seeing both of them go down, Zhao Meiyu directly called Wang Shenhai in front of her: "You caught these three people?"

"The little one led someone to an ambush. Wang Shenhai said truthfully, his tone full of humility.

"That's good-" Zhao Meiyu touched her chin, which still didn't have much beard: "It's better than the captain of the forbidden army." ”

"Don't dare to be it! my master!" Wang Shenhai was excited: "The little uncle in the forbidden army never thought of comparing!"

"You're like that, you're not ambitious, sometimes you're inexplicably kind, you're not a big person. Zhao Meiyu removed her chin and gently poked Wang Shenhai's chest: "But! You are a person who can be used to rest assured! You can't do big things but you can maintain the big situation, there is no way to make a contribution but you can avoid many mistakes, you are a person, the deity is happy! The deity is happy, and some people are about to soar." Zhao Meiyu deliberately raised his voice and said, he is now promoting his "clear rewards and punishments".

Wang Shenhai had already knelt down and kowtowed.

"That's it, in the future, you will be in charge of the entire Divine Sword Sect! I won't be a senior brother anymore, in the future, you will be the first disciple of our Divine Sword Sect! Your master's side, the deity will give him a satisfactory explanation. Zhao Meiyu's words fell on Wang Shenhai's ears, like fairy music, and fell on the ears of other Shenjian Sect disciples, which was the purest order.

Maybe some people are envious, maybe some people are jealous, maybe some people are resentful, but no one questioned, and even secretly questioned it can't be done, in the past five years, the Shenjian Sect, which has sunk into the abyss of the official mansion, has long been rancid and smelly, and the young disciples with strong adaptability in the Shenjian Sect have already learned unconditional obedience and even blind obedience.

"Congratulations to the first lord!" Less than three seconds after Zhao Meiyu's words fell, a voice of flattery came from among the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, which was a voice that they would never have made five years ago. Almost all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect suddenly became several times more respectful towards Wang Shenhai, as if Wang Shenhai had suddenly changed from their second senior brother to a reborn parent.

There is only one exception.

Fang Tianhang, who was still the chief disciple of the Divine Sword Sect and the senior brother with infinite scenery a minute ago, became a thing that was nothing a minute later, and was forgotten in the corner. Fang Tianhang, who was arrogant by nature, obviously couldn't accept such a fact. He squatted in a corner where no one was paying attention, a pair of eyes looking at Wang Shenhai with great hatred, and his stomach was spinning with a plan for revenge.

"Wang Shenhai, hehe, does such a turtle grandson also want to ride on the head of the deity? It's ridiculous!" Fang Tianhang was talking to himself and saying such unnutritious words to cheer himself up, while churning around the ink that didn't have much ink in his stomach, thinking hard about the plan to counterattack: "Wang Shenhai, Wang Shenhai, you are a fledgling boy, I'm afraid you don't know, the water in this officialdom is deep! People trample on people, brothers harm brothers, is the only means for [superior]!" Although he cursed so much in his mouth, Fang Tianhang, who basically belonged to the type with no ink on his chest, thought about it for a long time, and there seemed to be no other way except for the old-fashioned "betrayal and betrayal" used in that trick.

Last time, in order to deal with Wan Jian Xin, Fang Tianhang sold the entire sect to the Holy Water Sect, completing the gorgeous transformation from the righteous path to the demon path, this time, he didn't have the ability to convert the Divine Sword Sect to the righteous path again, so the way he sold his fellow sects to obtain profits also changed.

“...... To put it simply, if Wang Shenhai can be killed by someone they can't deal with, wouldn't everything be done? Rong Benzun thinks about it, the deity seems to be still in charge of such a job as scouting the surrounding movements? This feeling is good! Aren't there many capable people under the real king Zhao Lingfeng? Hehe!" Fang Tianhang slowly had many clues in his heart, and these clues were slowly spliced into a simple and quite vicious plan, and when he felt that the plan was feasible, he let out a sharp and nervous laugh that was full of bottomless betrayal like he had done on the top of Wangtian Peak five years ago.

A quarter of an hour later, a team of hundreds of people left Zhao Meiyu's camp and quietly touched the place where the true king Zhao Lingfeng was, this team was led by Wang Shenhai, and Fang Tianhang was responsible for the preliminary investigation and guidance.

The young adults in the team, both men and women, had excited smiles on their faces, and just a quarter of an hour ago, Fang Tianhang, who did not show any unusual appearance in front of them, naturally and smoothly told them a piece of news.

"The true king Zhao Lingfeng and the army are separated, only Zhao Guangyi, two housekeepers and a pair of private soldiers of the palace are guarded, there is no master to guard, the Golden Sword Gate, the Iron Sword Gate and the old man with unknown strength do not know where they are. ”

This news shocked even Zhao Meiyu. As Zhao Meiyu, who believes in opportunism and thinks that she has the aura of the protagonist and is unlucky, she decisively ordered to send Master Liu Ye and the elite of the Divine Sword Gate to besiege this "small, only a few dozen private soldiers of the palace" prince's team. Before leaving, Zhao Meiyu generously offered a reward, which also made everyone in this 100-person team excited.

Things were so accidental, Fang Tianhang relied on the opportunity to go out to find Wan Jianxin's provocation, and discovered the camp of the True King Zhao Lingfeng alone, not far from Zhao Meiyu's camp, and the scale was very small. He carefully observed the entire camp, and did not find Wan Jianxin's figure, but he saw Zhao Guangyi and the old man with unknown strength, as well as the ghost name, so he knew the situation of that camp very well, and knew that the True King camp at this time was by no means something that could be broken by a hundred elites of the Divine Sword Gate, but he just told a lot of lies to deceive Wang Shenhai, and even Zhao Meiyu dared to deceive.

Fang Tianhang had already come up with a lot of things to prove his lie at this time, instead of thinking about betraying the sect and standing on his own or defecting to other forces like he did a quarter of an hour ago. Fang Tianhang was still thinking about his master Xue Wuxian, and at the same time, he also knew that whether it was the Demon Pavilion, the Poisonous Dragon Sect, or the Golden Sword Sect, among these forces, there was no place for Fang Tianhang. Demon Wei Pavilion naturally hated the people of the Divine Sword Sect, Du Chuanchang of the Poisonous Dragon Sect was not used to seeing Fang Tianhang himself, and those people in the Golden Sword Sect could not forgive a traitor like Fang Tianhang at all, so he had no other choice but to stay in the Divine Sword Sect and stay under the protection of Zhao Meiyu, fortunately, it was still very easy to convince Zhao Meiyu of this megalomaniac.

Fang Tianhang knew that in Zhao Meiyu's eyes, the Divine Sword Gate was just a group of dogs that could be sacrificed at any time, so in Fang Tianhang's eyes, those senior brothers who were close to Wang Shenhai were ants that could be squandered at will. Fang Tianhang still valued the Divine Sword Gate, but he only took a fancy to Fang Tianhang's Divine Sword Sect.

He deliberately left most of the elite to accompany Zhao Meiyu to defend against those potential enemies who might attack at any time, and he "volunteered" to lead a surprise attack on the True King, showing a kind of strong warrior feelings that a demon monk is unlikely to have, and he really won Zhao Meiyu's favor.

Fang Tianhang didn't talk very much before leaving, he just brought information, and his "observations" did not guarantee that when they arrived at Zhao Lingfeng a day later, the situation would not change, but unfortunately, Zhao Meiyu, who was tempted by the idea of "being able to catch a prince and be a prisoner of his own dragon Aotian", how could Zhao Meiyu, who was tempted to go crazy, hear the trap in Fang Tianhang's words.

The arrogant and neurotic Fang Tianhang, who is obviously a huge flaw in his own character, can make Zhao Meiyu, who is arrogant and has a pig's foot halo, very angry, and even use it unknowingly, which is a very magical thing in itself. Thinking of Fang Tianhang here, he couldn't help but smile proudly.

【East China Sea Secret Realm, Unknown Location】

The dark blue lightning condensed to the extreme, and it turned into a golden color.

The blade of the sky is sharp to the limit, and it becomes a magic weapon that harvests life in the hands of the god of death.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow slashed at the carapace of a fishing boat, like a red-hot chainsaw slashing on top of a cardboard box, and in an instant, white flesh splashed, juice flowed sideways, and the carapace flew out like fragments, piercing the protective body like a fragment, and knocking out a string of sparks on the coronation of the gods.

The team of forty people, always forty people, had obviously been continuously impacted by the endless carapace beast tide for half an hour, but still did not show up even the most minor wounded.

The military strength and the like have already been crushed by the hordes of dragon head scorpion-tailed beasts, and every person in the Golden Dao Sect has been forced to fight separately. The shrewd Jiang Lishi stepped forward in the melee, protecting several Iron Sword Sect disciples and Yang Ziyi who were helpless against the carapace creatures, and the prison worship in heavy chain mail had turned into a furious life harvester under the amplification of the holy weapon.

"Ten Realms Collapse King Slash!"

The windmill-like whirlwind slash turned the little fat man into a humanoid chainsaw, and the powerful dragon teeth in his hands were like saw blades with high-heat laser cutting functions, whirlwind across a distance of sixty meters, and everywhere he passed, all the carapaces, poisonous needles and iron tongs all turned into two halves separated from the top and bottom, the blood boiled, the soft flesh was scorched, and the severed limbs and minced meat paved new ruins.

The golden crowns of the gods are inlaid on the iron armor, as unshakable as doomsday armor, and the powerful dragon teeth of the precious holy artifact, the hideous blades, reflect the golden edge, and look like the corona on the edge of the sun.

The power of wind and thunder converged on the blade, and with a simple action, it was slashed, one sword, one style, but it was as terrifying as the sky and the earth cracked.

"Break through the sky and kill the gods!"

The sky shattered, the earth was destroyed, and the whole world was almost split in half by that knife, and the golden-colored sword light directly split a special dragon head scorpion-tailed beast in half from top to bottom.

However, in this kind of battle where there is no attack and no defense, and everyone is "invincible", the people of the Golden Daomen are still fighting and retreating, and they are even driven away from the original route by a large group of dragon head scorpion-tailed beasts, and they are speeding towards the side of the road in an unknown direction.

There is no other reason, that is, there are too many of these dragon head scorpion-tailed beasts, so many that even mechanical puppets cannot be killed.

The mages who were in the crowd, despite several dark nightmares, were still unable to withstand such a huge number of impacts, and the awakened earth demons swallowed the monsters one by one, but they were forced to die. Flying gargoyles and even war statues are almost completely useless to these hard-shelled creatures, except for the death rays emitted by the pupils of Anubis floating in the air, which are still numerous.

These dragon heads and manticores are all ordinary goods, the size of a fishing boat, or the size of three carriages together, the carapace is hard, especially the resistance to penetrating attacks such as gunballs, it can be said that it is the only existence that a mage has ever seen that can compete with mechanical golems, of course, correspondingly, their resistance to slashing, hammering and explosion impact is very low, especially weapons such as heavy hammers that directly transmit damage power through concussion to the inside of the carapace, which are almost as effective as death rays. The silver magician conjured up many light hammers for this purpose, striking left and right, and stunting many monsters, but still unable to visibly reduce their numbers.