"Spiritual power, my spiritual power!"

The Eighth Prince suddenly roared angrily, his eyes split.

He sensed that at this moment, the Yuan Bead in the Sea of Enlightenment was embedded with a spirit needle, causing a crack in the bead.

The spiritual power in his body was rushing out wildly along this crack. As soon as the Yuan bead is broken, the cultivation will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

"NO!!!"

The Eighth Prince struggled frantically, and the poisoning resentment in his eyes flashed. His aura plummeted, and after a while, he fell into the realm of enlightenment.

"How is that possible?"

Dust Ginseng's eyes were puzzled, although his shot was heavier, but it only made the Eighth Emperor suffer some flesh and skin, how could it be possible to abolish his spiritual power?

The Yuan Zhu is hidden in the Sea of Enlightenment, and ordinary spiritual power cannot pass through the dantian and destroy the beads.

This bead is very important. The spiritual power of heaven and earth absorbed during cultivation can only be used for oneself if it is assimilated with the Yuan Bead.

Once the Yuan Zhu is damaged and broken, it means the end of the cultivation path and the complete reduction of the waste.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, the strong are respected. It is conceivable that the status of the Eighth Prince will definitely plummet and fall into an embarrassing situation.

The entire Fengyun Pavilion was completely rioted, and the Eight Princes became more and more miserable, and even danced wildly, wailing endlessly.

"Is this a bureau?"

The dust ginseng is not good, revealing a dignified color. When a generation of princes is deposed, the royal family will be furious.

This kind of anger, I am afraid that it will not be long before the dust clan will be completely wiped out under the iron hooves of the royal family.

How cautious the people who laid out the layout were, such a ruthless scheme was simply to remove the dust clan from the name-

Suddenly, a treacherous figure surfaced in the sea of spirits of dust ginseng.

"Wei Qianqiu!"

The dust ginseng is creepy, and the mental power is so unfathomable, there is only this one person.

Although the realm of this old thing is not as good as the emperor, when it comes to the terrifying degree, the emperor is far inferior.

"The elite army of the royal family has arrived!"

While Chenshen was pondering, the golden-armored guards outside the pavilion held sharp blades and rushed in, completely besieging this place.

"Kill! Kill me all! Leave no one alive!"

The Eighth Prince cried and laughed, which was enough to show his anger. After that, he withdrew from the cabinet with several subordinates.

"Kill!"

"Yes!"

On the third floor inside and the outer three floors, the royal army wrapped the Fengyun Pavilion tightly. From a distance, it is truly spectacular.

"In that case, the only way to fight your way out is to fight your way!"

Dust Ginseng glanced around, and the green tendons burst out. However, these elite guards are not easy to deal with.

"Okay! Even if I die today, I will pull all of you to back!"

The brute wielded a butcher's knife, eager to chop them into pieces.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The pavilion was in a mess, with swords and swords, and spiritual power staggered. The brute bones picked up an imperial guard and chopped it fiercely.

Dust ginseng immediately urged the body protection spirit pattern, under the domineering fist intent, but in an instant, there were countless casualties.

In the three-story attic, blood sprayed, and from time to time corpses fell down, and the death was terrifying. The water jade plate that emitted a cold light on the ground was already covered with corpses and bloodstains, and the faint white light turned into a faint blood light.

The scene was chaotic, the fighting continued, and some people even broke out of the window. However, he still can't escape the tragic end of being hacked to death with a knife.

Inside the suspended giant tower, the imperial guards continued to accumulate, even if they escaped this battle, it was difficult to break out of the tower.

"Saliva Dragonclaw!"

With a hook in the palm of the palm of the dust ginseng, a bloody light was drawn, and the blood was sprayed, and there was a wail.

"Dragon Elephant Killing Fist!"

The two fists fell together, and several people were blown up, and blood stained the place.

"Dragon Slaying Knife Technique!"

On the side, the brute bones also killed the fire, and saw one by one. It's a simple and brutal cut, but it's extremely effective.

Under the dragon slaying knife method, even if the imperial guard was wearing purple gold armor, he was also killed with one sword.

"Bell, bell!"

Kill to the fullest, and the brute bones even directly use the back of the knife to hit the head melon hard. Under the blow, the human head exploded and blood splattered.

"I'll knock you a bastard!"

"I'll knock you fat grandma!"

Such a tragic battle, the corpses are piled up like a mountain. The imperial guards, who launched a frantic offensive, also suffered numerous casualties, and the situation seemed to be turning.

"Keep reinforcing and kill everyone in it for me!"

The Eighth Prince's pale face was still angry, and he roared. Then, another group of elite imperial guards poured into the cabinet.

But this time, with the fierce reinforcements, the situation of Chenshen and the others became more and more bad.

"Ahh

There was a miserable roar, and the major children died on the spot. They didn't expect that this gathering was just because of a dragon soul bead, which killed everyone.

After a while, almost ninety percent of the participants in the party died tragically under the slaughter of the imperial guards. What's especially ridiculous is that the unconscious Huo Xuanzi was directly chopped into several pieces without being aware of it.

"Brother Chen, save me, save me! No!"

Yan Ruyu screamed helplessly, and her broken arm was like a crossbow with a broken bow. Before she could escape, a lightsaber pierced her throat.

His eyes widened, his voice stopped abruptly, and Yan Ruyu also died.

"Brother Chen, what should I do?

The brute bone and the dust ginseng gathered together. Because, at this moment, there are only three of them left in the cabinet!

The rest were killed!

The battle subsided, and the three of them hugged together, vigilant against the imperial guards who were slowly besieging.

At this moment, it seems that the sound of panting around can be heard, and the people at the lower level continue to go up and encircle and suppress.

The three of them faced an unprecedented predicament, and they didn't care about the imperial guards outside the cabinet. The number of people in the cabinet alone is already nearly 1,000! Even if the strength is exhausted, it may not be able to escape.

"Kill it!"

Dust Ginseng casually wiped the blood from his face, and his eyes were calm.

"Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of death! Death Yama will not be able to take away your master's life!"

The brute laughed, picked up the butcher's knife and went directly to the slaughter.

Under the sword, blood stained his crocodile robe.

"Follow me. ”

Dust ginseng protected Chen Ling'er, and also killed Zuo Kongming.

The two were extremely cruel, and they killed the emperor's guards on their backs. For half a day, under that ruthlessness, nearly a thousand imperial guards were all slaughtered!

In an instant, except for the three people in the pavilion, the surroundings were extremely silent. The corpses were scattered on it, and the blood was still not dry.

"Eighth prince, the imperial guards inside have been killed!"

A guard who had survived the death looked terrified and fled. Thinking back to those two killing gods, he had palpitations.

"What?!all dead! Rubbish, all rubbish!"

The Eighth Prince's body was already very weak, but he was still trembling with anger.

"Send another 500 elite imperial guards, kill! kill them all!"

However, in just half a burnt of incense, all the five hundred elite imperial guards were killed!

"Ahh

The Eighth Prince was furious, not only was his spiritual power abolished, but now he was watching the enemy jumping alive in front of his eyes.

What a grievance!

However, he finally hit the iron plate today. If it weren't for his own selfish thoughts and killing intent, he wouldn't have been embarrassed so far.

I can only blame the temptation of the Dragon Soul Bead too much. However, who doesn't want to pursue the ultimate in martial arts?

After thinking about it, the eighth prince regretted it again. The spiritual power in his body was draining, and his cultivation was declining sharply.

The rift on the Yuan Zhu is not so easy to repair, unless you can get some high-grade pills, there is really hope to repair it.

But the loss of cultivation is always gone and there is no return.

"Eighth Prince, in my opinion, if you don't set fire to this Fengyun Pavilion and let them all be buried in the fire, you can also take a breath of your evil spirit. ”

Seeing the gloomy face of the Eighth Prince, one of the imperial guards rolled his eyes and offered a plan.

"Huh?"

The eighth prince's brows moved, and he was overjoyed, and the gloom on his face gradually turned into treacherous and ruthless.

"Hands-on. Pour ancient puppet oil on me!"

The Eighth Prince gave an order, and barrels of dark green foul-smelling corpse oil were thrown into the pavilion.

Ancient puppet corpse oil is made from corpses, and this refining technique is only mastered by the royal family. Igniting a fire with corpse oil can not only emit highly toxic smoke, but its flames are extremely terrifying. Because, it is able to burn the spiritual power in the body.

"Bear!"

In an instant, a monstrous firework frantically scorched the Wind Cloud Pavilion......