The power of the Chosen One, the only ability that can suppress the Divine Soldiers.

Sang Tianliang's marksmanship was exhausted, his body softened, he staggered forward two steps, and fell to the ground in the posture of a loser, the big talent slave lock behind him had been completely exploded, and the metal mixed with fragments of flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground, looking as tragic as a shattered faith. The ice mist slowly dissipated, and the crowd of onlookers whispered, making all kinds of exclamations, most of them were admiration and praise, admiring the head of this Demon Wei Pavilion for maintaining the inheritance of the sect, and also sympathizing with him for failing to catch his strength in the end, and losing at the hands of traitors and the poison of the previous dynasty, it was a pity.

At such a moment, the three words of Mowei Pavilion suddenly became very weighty. The onlookers were discussing, lamenting that if there was such a sect master in the Demon Wei Pavilion, then Meng Xia's first time would not be much worse, but they didn't know when His Excellency Demon Wei recruited disciples for the first time.

Sang Tianliang used his tragic and lonely pounce to win a huge reputation for the Demon Wei Pavilion, after today, everyone in the world will know that the Demon Wei Pavilion sect in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley is a good sect of the first rank in the world, the real leader of the Demon Dao in the world, and the toughness that really attaches importance to the inheritance and the interests of the portal, and the Black Mountain Villa is a place where real traitors, villains, garbage and social shame will stay.

Sang Tianliang, who fell to the ground, smiled, even if Tian Wanzai really made up for him now, he would die without regrets, not to mention that at this time, he had already heard the sound of hurried footsteps from behind, which was the backup he had arranged to hide nearby.

In this battle, he lost and won.

He was defeated, lost the qualification to compete for the number one master in the world, and lost the opportunity to clean the portal for the Mowei Pavilion, but he won, and he used his seemingly sacrificial actions to win the sympathy and support of the people of the world, and isolated the Black Mountain Villa from public opinion.

You must know that before today, it was not he Sang Tianliang who was regarded as the Moweig government by the people of the world, but Mr. Moxin, who was "ostracized and ran away".

Sang Tianliang's calculations, how could Mr. Moxin not know that the Tian family, who planned the nearly 1,000-year plan to restore the country, had a lot of experience in strategy, and naturally could not be compared with the ignorant people. Mr. Moxin saw through Sang Tianliang's little trick at a glance, but he was also shocked that Sang Tianliang was able to sacrifice himself and sacrifice the Chosen Spear at this time!

"Sang Tianliang can actually ......" Mr. Demon Heart absolutely can't believe that Sang Tianliang will willingly sacrifice himself for the sake of the Demon Pavilion, that is not a nickname of "losing all conscience". What Sang Tianliang can do.

He knew that Sang Tianliang was not Wei Wuliang, nor was he Feng Lieshan!

He hadn't thought about it in the direction of the "fake" Chosen Spear at this time, after all, it was impossible to fake it by pulling out his spine to launch the Chosen Spear, after all, the quality of the holy weapon that the Heavenly Ghost descended from couldn't be fake!

He froze, his ears filled with the chatter of onlookers. "The head of the sect is dead, the holy weapon is destroyed, this Demon Wei Pavilion is too stubborn!" "If you are so stubborn, you will definitely fight for the interests of your disciples, and the disciples who want to come to that Demon Wei Pavilion will definitely have a bright future!" "I heard that as long as the background of the Demon Wei Pavilion is clean, there is no need for qualifications. "Yes, yes, now on the rivers and lakes, such a sect is really rare, and it is really a blessing for Sansheng to be able to join it." ”

Discussions like this reached Tian Wanzai's ears, making the middle-aged man who called himself Mr. Demon Heart panic. If he didn't know at this time that Sang Tianliang used his life to trap him and ruin the reputation of Black Mountain Villa, he would not be called Mr. Demon Heart.

"Sang Tianliang! The great cause of the Third Dynasty will not change in any way because of your death! You monster will die!"

Tian Wanzai shouted and flew up, relied on light skills to climb into the air, and then swooped down, and on top of the heavy punch he swung, a layer of purple flames burned, and fell down on your head with an eagle strike.

At this time, Sang Tianliang was already surrounded by four people, two people set him up and took him away, and the other two people flew out of the sleeve like a trick Two iron cards, under the transformation of the battle spirit, instantly grew into a shield possessed by the porcupine war spirit.

The height of the shield is more than a zhang, and the cover blocks the diving route of Mr. Demon Heart, and the king's majesty is known as invincible in the world, but it can only defend against the attack of moves, and there is no guarantee that the wielder's moves can penetrate all defenses in the world.

It is the most correct and sensible thing for them to block Mr. Demon Heart in this way, blind defense cannot remove Mr. Demon Star's threat, but it can give Sang Tianliang the most precious time, the person who casts the Chosen Spear will not die immediately, as long as he is clothed in another person's skin within three hours, he can recover and regain his combat strength.

Tian Wanzai's heavy fist landed on the tower shield with the porcupine's battle spirit, and a bell rang, and at the same moment, his falling body froze in the air.

The body of the boxer is frozen in the air, which must mean that there are powerful moves or holy weapons around him, and the large amount of cold air emitted stirs the air, forming a storm circle like Liulan, canceling out gravity.

The moment Mr. Demon Heart felt a heavy shock force from his fist, the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and even the hair stood on end, tearing the black headband apart.

At that moment, he couldn't feel his breath or heartbeat, only fear like a bitter cold.

At that moment, the purple flame on his body was extinguished, and the mid-grade holy weapon "King Majesty" was suppressed by an even more powerful force.

The power came from the direction of the palace, and it seemed to be a thick and far-reaching Sanskrit chant that already existed in the heavens and the earth, and the transparent water vapor that was originally hidden in the air condensed into a blue mist with the sound of Sanskrit chanting. In the translucent mist, the sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers, the platform pavilions, and the vague image of the great god illuminate the earth with the bright light of the world. The Sanskrit chant floated from the inside of the palace wall not far away, turning into power and divine light, suppressing the light and flame of the holy artifact, and even causing damage to the holy artifact itself.

The storm swept through the clouds, swirling and shrinking around Mr. Demonheart, turning into a blue pillar of wind and clouds. Blood-colored particles slowly emerge from the blue whirlwind. The tremendous pressure pressed Mr. Demonheart's blood out of his pores, condensing into beads of blood and floating in the cold wind. Mr. Demonheart's mouth was wide open, unable to make any sound, for no breath could come out of his throat.

His fair face quickly turned sallow, the whites of his eyes had turned blood-red, his pupils were rapidly dilating, and this irresistible demonic wind was about to crush him alive.

Eventually, a blood-colored streamer erupted from his body, a sign of the Chosen Spear.

The pressure and the wind suddenly disappeared at this moment, only the frost still rested on him, and a thick frost quickly condensed on the black robe, almost shackling him to bind him. Mr. Demon Heart fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the blood light on his body slowly contracted towards his left eye, and finally disappeared. The forbidden spell was not activated, but the holy weapon was no longer usable, and Mr. Demon Heart, who had lost his greatest reliance, lay on the ground and quietly looked at the fragments left by the arrival of the heavenly ghosts, and a blood-red tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

He won and he lost.

He won the title of the world's number one master and defeated his old enemy Sang Tianliang, but he lost the reputation of Black Mountain Villa. From now on, Black Mountain Villa has become a thief in the eyes of the world, and it has nothing to do with Mowei Pavilion.

The two disciples of the Black Mountain Villa ran over at the risk of being intercepted by the Imperial Forest Army and helped their beloved Sect Master up. Mr. Demon Heart fell on top of his disciple and stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointing in the direction of the palace.

At this time, except for the Imperial Forest Army who maintained order and Long Aotian, who presided over the ring, everyone present knelt down against the big red palace wall not far away, and pressed their foreheads against the bluestone ground. On the corner tower of the big red palace wall, there seems to be a figure passing by.

And somewhere in the shadows of the corner, there was a real figure passing by, and the man couldn't wait to burrow into a dark alley, as if trying to sneak out of the encirclement of the Imperial Guards, or simply trying to sneak out of the city.

This person is Zhao Guangyi.

At this time, his own strength is more difficult to define than Yinchen, and the cold qi fluctuations on his body are only at the level of Pei Yuan's ten folds, but a pair of sharp eyes, from time to time, flashed the cold gaze unique to the master of returning to the void, he is not proficient in lurking and escaping, but strangely, there is no one to stop him on the way forward.

"Divine Authority of the Monarch! Did Nano finally get it in the future? Thinking about it, Li Xuanqi didn't carry it when he took it out. ”

Obviously, what has just been subdued by the "majesty of the king" is the "divine authority of the monarch".

"Tian Wanzai, that old boy didn't lose unjustly...... It's just that in this way, the reason for the Jianzhou dog slaves to implement the White Dragon List is doubtful......" The man whispered to himself as he walked, and disappeared into the deepest part of the black alley after a while, he originally planned to stay and face any situation with the people he cared about the most, but when the "Divine Mandate of the Monarch" appeared in front of him, he knew that he could no longer stay, and he had to leave the city immediately.

"Divine Authority of the Monarchy" is the only thing that can restrain the national holy weapon "National Zuo", which is between the top grade and the treasure, because of its special nature and difficult to define, of course, no one to clearly define it, but all the holy weapons, the national fortune is accompanied, each one is a rare treasure, what does it matter if the definition is not defined?

As soon as the "divine right of the monarch" came out, Zhao Guangyi, who was pregnant with the "national ancestor", immediately felt that he was in danger, he knew that there was only one real artifact in the world, that is, the "national ancestor", something that was passed down before the millennium of civilization, the "divine authority of the monarch" and the like, which existed to restrain it, and it did not have the function of truly defining the orthodoxy of the world. But as long as there is a chance to get the "national ancestry", the dog slaves in Jianzhou don't mind sacrificing millions of people for this.

The genus of "Light Device" and "Holy Weapon" cannot receive any form of storage space, even the mechanical maze is no exception. At this time, with the divine authority of the monarch and not afraid of the threat of Guozuo, it is very likely that Zhao Guangyi will be arrested and searched, and Zhao Guangyi also happened to lose the biggest force to rely on - Guozuo, and in the nine days after the disaster, he still became the control center of the puppet. In short, at this time, he must make a decision and take the best policy.

He was still a little worried about his child, that is, Yinchen's, but the current situation was critical, and in order to escape from the influence of the monarch's divine authority, he could only run away and pray secretly. Elder Ha and the six butlers were often around him at the moment, escorting him on his way to escape.

This moment may be the most humiliating moment in Zhao Guangyi's life, ten days ago, he had not thought that Rong Ma would be forced to flee all his life.

He left, and Tian Wanzai couldn't leave if he wanted to. Long Aotian personally led a large group of men and horses to narrow the encirclement, and surrounded the rebel named Mr. Demon Heart with a mixture of ice and wind.

Mr. Demon Heart and his six disciples set up the posture of the Seven Seas Seat and reluctantly confronted the Jianzhou Iron Cavalry Formation of Evergrande Wuji. At this time, both Long Aotian and Mr. Demon Heart himself felt that his behavior was particularly like a mantis arm blocking a car.

"Lord Dragon. Mr. Demon Heart felt the fluctuations of the water mist in the air, and knew that his Nanamiza had no chance of winning against the Shangjianzhou Iron Cavalry Array, so he wisely gave up his resistance and came up to salute in a proper manner: "The disciples of the Xiamen Sect came to participate in the competition for the number one master in the world, and they have already embraced the mind of taking refuge in the Ming Lord, and thanks to the Ming Lord's care, they just won a game by luck, and they saw the adults arranging their troops and arranging their troops here, and they are here for the next Wei Kun, I don't know what the adults want? Could it be that the adults and Nasang Tianliang are on good terms with the generations, otherwise they will see him lose and want to use their power for personal gain?"

"It's not enough to use power for personal gain. Long Aotian replied in a strange manner: "It's just to see Lord Tian's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense." ”

"Lord Dragon......" Mr. Demon Heart's face turned a little paler.

"Don't pretend to be garlic in front of this seat, Lord Tian. Long Aotian waved his hand into a military order, and the Jianzhou iron cavalry surrounded him with guns, and the encirclement of 50 zhang was instantly reduced to 20 zhang: "The so-called puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty, you are staring at the name of the third dynasty, and you dare to hide the holy weapon privately and set up another dynasty, this crime is enough for you to destroy the ten clans, do you dare to pretend that you don't know in front of this seat?"

Tian Wanzai stopped talking, cold sweat instantly soaked his chest and back, his knees bent, and in the end, he didn't kneel down in the street like the six disciples behind him.

From beginning to end, he couldn't forget that he was the "remnant emperor" of the Third Dynasty, and he shouldn't kneel to anyone. From beginning to end, she couldn't convince the arrogance in her heart, and she was willing to kneel down and become someone else's slave. From the bottom of his bones, he didn't want to be a slave, let alone become a talent among slaves.

Mr. Demon Heart's almost instinctive hesitation was seen by Long Aotian. The young Heavenly Crystal Palace master laughed contemptuously, feeling that the water vapor fluctuations in the air had disappeared, and immediately slammed into it without hesitation.

Before the heavy punch arrived, the wind howled, and circles of white water vapor spread around the fist, turning into a small "brain-dead aura". The moment he heard the screaming of Gangfeng, Mr. Demon Heart reacted, his whole body was full of mist, his right hand was horizontal, and a dragon scale-like ice armor condensed on his black robe, steadily blocking Long Aotian's blow "Fantasy Fist Against the Sky".