"Your Majesty, the formation has been cracked!"

Zhuge Liang's voice sounded.

Ye Motian smiled: "The whole army enters the city!"

Remember, if the people don't come out and make trouble, don't harass them.

You must do nothing in the autumn, and if they want to help the royal family, then you don't have to be polite.

As for the military.

I have already given them a chance, and since they refuse to surrender, they will be annihilated.

Zhang Jiao, Xiao Yan, Xue Ying, and Gao Shun are responsible for this matter, and the four of you are responsible.

I personally went to the palace to find Tai Canglang!"

Immediately, the army blasted open the gates of the city and poured into the city.

Above the city gate, the chaotic arrows of the city defense army did not have any effect, and they were instantly overwhelmed by Zhang Jiao's 100,000 Yellow Turban Army.

Ye Motian sat on the somersault cloud and went straight to the palace.

The forbidden army and Ouchi guards who blocked the way were cleaned up by the masters beside them.

It's time for these people to protect Emperor Changshan.

It can be said that he is very loyal.

But being loyal to Emperor Changshan is a trouble for him.

So there's nothing to hesitate about, just kill.

Finally, on top of the palace hall, Ye Motian found Emperor Changshan and the remaining civil and military officials.

It is clear that there are very few people who go.

Most people thought that it was impossible for the Demon Heaven Empire to attack the Changshan Imperial Capital.

So I didn't take Ye Motian's words to Taicang Lin seriously.

Now, they obviously regretted it, standing there, trembling, and could only pray that Ye Motian would only kill the royal family and not kill them.

"Tai Canglang, you have the courage to not run away?"

Ye Motian looked at Tai Canglang on the dragon chair and sneered.

"Why did I run away?"

Tai Canglang sat there calmly, looking at Ye Motian with an indifferent gaze and said, "Ye Motian, I am really surprised that you can come here today.

I can't imagine that you, a small first-class country, can grow to this point.

But that's where your hubris ends.

Your fate will come to an end!"

"Really, Ling'er, give him a big gift!"

Ye Motian said with a smile.

Zhao Ling'er nodded, and an explosive thunderbolt blasted out from the ghost head cane, rushing straight to the waves.

Taicang Lang's strength is not bad, but he is not the number one master in the mountain country, and his cultivation is only nine in the Shenyuan Realm.

If he is hit by Zhao Ling'er, he is afraid that he will die.

originally thought that Xiao Qian, who was standing beside him, would stand up and resist.

But looking at Xiao Qian's appearance, it seems that he has no intention of doing anything at all.

Ye Motian frowned.

What the hell is this Tai Canglang doing?

The next moment, he suddenly understood.

In the depths of the main hall, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared.

Blocked that attack.

What is it?

Ye Motian looked at it fixedly, this guy was blood-red, and his body seemed to be made of blood-red rocks.

It's hard.

The most important thing is that his strength has actually reached the fifth level of the Divine Soul Realm, which is comparable to Xiao Qian.

Behind him, there were hundreds of blood-red figures.

Although these are not as strong as the first guy to come out, they generally only have the dual strength of the Divine Soul Realm.

But that's too much of an exaggeration.

How could Changshan still have so many masters?

It's incomprehensible.

"Bloodthirsty!"

Bai Suzhen frowned and said, "I didn't expect Changshan Kingdom to collude with the Blood Demon Sect.

Refining such a dehumanized thing. ”

"What is a Bloodline?"

Ye Motian asked curiously.

"Blood disciples are originally some martial artists who are not weak.

The Blood Demon Cult has a way to turn these people into immortal puppets.

Lose your soul, lose your nature, and all that is left is murder.

Moreover, if you want to refine blood disciples, you must take the blood of many people to refine them.

It's very ferocious. ”

Bai Suzhen replied.

"It turns out that the population of Changshan Kingdom has been missing inexplicably in recent years, and it was actually taken by the old dog of Emperor Changshan to refine blood disciples?"

Ye Motian's brows furrowed.

Such a person is also worthy of being an emperor?

"Ye Motian, there are blood disciples, can you kill me?"

Tai Canglang laughed proudly, he didn't care if he was cruel or not.

As long as you can destroy Ye Motian.

"Stupid!"

Ye Motian sighed: "Your so-called blood disciple is just stubborn resistance. ”

"At this time, you still dare to be rampant, blood disciple, kill Ye Motian!"

Taicang Lang roared.

"Tang San, Ling'er, stand back!"

Ye Motian greeted and retreated with the two of them.

Bai Suzhen took a step forward.

It's still an understatement.

The phantom of the white snake pounced out directly, enveloping hundreds of blood disciples.

In an instant, all of them are killed.

Not a single one is left.

This blood disciple is simply Ye Motian's experience points and promotion points.

Although there are no statistics yet, it is estimated that after this battle, Ye Motian's cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds.

"How is that possible?" Tai Canglang watched in horror.

Totally unacceptable.

It took a lot of resources and human lives to refine these blood disciples.

As a result, he was easily wiped out by the other party.

"Tai Canglang, take out all the hole cards you have.

Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

If the army enters the palace, you will be completely out of play. ”

Ye Motian chuckled.

In the court, the civil and military officials looked frightened, knowing that this time, Chang Shanguo was really finished.

Even the blood disciples can't help Ye Motian, what else can kill this Demon Heavenly Emperor?

Tai Canglang's face was even pale, like a mourning exam.

Even Xiao Gan, the commander of the forbidden army, was stunned.

Originally, I thought that the appearance of the blood disciple would definitely kill Ye Motian and the others.

But now it seems that everything is in vain.

What other hole cards can they have?

This hole card is nothing more than the powerhouse of the Yin Ghost Demon Sect.

But whether people come or not is still two different things.

As soon as he thought of this, suddenly there was an extremely terrifying and eerie aura from outside the court.

Tai Canglang was overjoyed: "Master!"

Guru?

Could it be that he is a master of the Blood Demon Sect?

Ye Motian was also stunned for a moment.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed into the court.

Tang San and Zhao Ling'er were both blasted out by the terrifying aura.

Ye Motian was fortunate to have Bai Suzhen's protection, so he was not injured.

Ye Motian hurriedly took Tang San and Zhao Ling'er into the Holy Dynasty system and handed them over to Qiao Ba for treatment.

"Your Majesty, give me a chance and let me take revenge!"

Tang San was very unhappy.

This time it turned out to be so humiliating.

"That's it, I'll give you a chance! system, use the Divine Soul Realm promotion points you just got on Tang San!"

Ye Motian was not stingy.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the tent has fiercely cultivated Tang San to break through to a half-step transcendent!

Consume 70 Divine Soul Realm Promotion Points!"

Hearing the voice of the system, Ye Motian looked coldly at the martial artist who was already standing in front of Tai Canglang.

A sinister guy in a black robe.

His eyes glowed like ghostly fire, and he looked really weird and scary.

"Hahaha, Ye Motian, the master is here today, there is no way to live, I want to see how arrogant you are!"

Tai Canglang, who was already almost desperate, became extremely excited and proud at this time.

(End of chapter)