The night was as dark as ink. A bright moon hung in the silent night sky, sprinkling a little silver glow and infecting the whole land. The moonlight shines on the ancient mottled walls, adding a touch of holiness to this majestic city.

This is the capital of Qi, one of the sixteen countries of the Western Regions. Pingdu is located in the northwest of Qi State, and compared to other big cities in Kyushu, it is not the best choice for the capital. However, it is said that the first monarch of Qi built the heart of the country here because the legend says that there is a huge spiritual vein under Pingdu, but the truth of this statement is impossible to verify.

As the most powerful power in China among the Sixteen Kingdoms, Qi is a place of yearning for many mortals and spiritualists in the Western Regions. And if you can live and practice in Pingdu, it will be an endless glory. It is this giant city that has experienced blood and fire that has achieved the careers of countless scholars and carried countless spiritual martial arts.

At this moment, the lights in Pingdu are bright, in the most prosperous night market, countless civilians are drunk and dreaming of death, immersed in this grand scene, there are also some undetermined spirituality, occasionally Qiao Zhuang dress up, experience this red dust life. It's just that they don't know that a battle is about to take place not far from them that will determine the future fate of the entire Qi country.

The palace of Qi is located in the north of Pingchengdu, compared with the bustling and lively outside the palace, the palace at this time is silent, and it looks more and more cold against the backdrop of that little bit of silver. At this moment, a figure stood in the moonlight in front of the imperial study. This is the current head of Qi - Qi Daolin. He was dressed in a bright yellow robe, embroidered with a golden dragon pattern, which vividly interpreted the dignity of the lord of a country. He was about forty years old, with a handsome face and a hint of Confucian temperament. In the past 20 years of his reign, the Qi country has reached a peaceful trade with the demon clan in the west, and the southern expedition to the barbarians has made the Nanban dare not step into the Qi country half a step, and the people in the country live and work in peace and contentment, and the neighbors are intimidated by foreign countries. However, at this moment, there was a little worry in the face of this mighty man, but it was more determination.

"Come out, everybody. Now that I have come to the palace, I have to let me, the master, do my landlord's friendship. Qi Daolin muttered to himself with a sneering expression, as if there was someone nearby. "You are all people with heads and faces, so why hide your heads and show your tails. ”

"Since Your Majesty has said so, if I don't show up again, I won't wait. As the voice rang out, a figure emerged from the surrounding area. The owner of this voice has the image of an old man, dressed in a light blue robe, embroidered with three silver snake patterns on the robe, holding a whisk of dust, and living a fairy wind bone. There were also four figures next to the old man, all of them middle-aged, with a small sword embroidered on their robes. The old man looked apologetic, bent over and said, "I'll visit late at night, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me for any inconvenience." ”

Seeing the snake patterns on the clothes of the people in front of him, a look of surprise flashed on Qi Daolin's face, and then he said self-deprecatingly: "I didn't expect to deal with me, a waste person, the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect actually sent a three-pattern inner gate elder and four elite disciples, it's really a big formation." Since you have such a reliance, what else do you need to stealth formations? It's better for everyone to be open and honest, and let me see who really wants my life so much. ”

Seeing that Lord Qi easily exposed his little technique, the old man didn't show anything. On the contrary, a white-clothed disciple beside him looked impatient, "What are you doing with so much nonsense, don't think about delaying time, you wasted man will be unable to escape today." ”

"Escape?haha, ten years ago, I knew that there would be such a day, for ten years, I have been waiting for you, if you want to escape, how can you wait until today, ignorant junior. ”

Hearing that the Qi Lord didn't take himself in his eyes at all, the disciple's face was flushed with anger, his body trembled, he pointed at the Qi Lord and roared: "You waste man dare to ......" Before he could finish speaking, a white shadow flew in front of his eyes and hit his arm. Protecting the beaten arm, the disciple was about to have a seizure, only to find that the white shadow was the dust of the old man next to him, and his anger disappeared instantly, and he asked puzzledly: "Master, ...... you?"

Without waiting for the apprentice to finish speaking, the old man brushed the dust back and snorted coldly, "The embarrassed guy will not retreat." Although he didn't understand why the master was angry, the disciple still retreated behind the old man, and just looked at the master with resentment. A Jianmei disciple next to him didn't sympathize with his fellow disciple at all, but gloated a little, "Useless things, stealing chickens can't make rice." Hearing the ridicule of his fellow disciples, the disciple didn't get angry, but his eyes became more and more resentful.

Seeing the actions and words of his two disciples, and then looking at the man in front of him, the old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No wonder he can become the strongest disciple of the Spirit Heart Pavilion, if he is given a little more time, it may not be impossible to become a saint." It's a pity that God is jealous of talents. Of course, although he thought so in his heart, the task of the sect still had to be completed, so the old man stopped going around the bend and said directly: "Let Your Majesty laugh." Since His Majesty wants to understand, the old man will naturally fulfill it. As he spoke, the floating dust waved, and the surrounding lines appeared, and it was a formation, and there were more than a dozen people in the formation.

Lord Qi's gaze swept in front of everyone one by one, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. It wasn't until he saw the last person that Lord Qi's face changed, and he quickly turned pale, as if he had encountered something terrifying, his voice trembled slightly, "Huilin, why you?

Everyone looked in the direction that Lord Qi was staring, there was a figure in that direction, the man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a gorgeous python pattern robe, a delicate hair crown tied up his long hair, and the black hair was mixed with strands of white hair, but it did not look abrupt at all, but a little more evil. If you look closely, you will find that the person's face is somewhat similar to the Qi Lord, but unlike the Qi Lord's elegance, his face looks a little gloomy.

"Of course you are good to me, you are my biological brother, isn't it natural to be good to me? But what about the others, all the people of Qi know that there is a good lord of Qi who loves the people like a son, and there is an invincible Heavenly King General, and who knows that there is also me, the King of Ping. In your eyes, I am just a waste that cannot be cultivated, a waste that needs to be protected by you. Do you know how I've been here for so many years? You don't know... You only know to give me glory and wealth, give me a comfortable life, how can you understand what I really want......" Qi Huilin's eyes were red, and he shouted with all his might. "I tell you, I also want the whole world to know about me, I also want to be the emperor, in this world, there is no one who is not interested in that throne. So, you have to die. Let me tell you the truth, the reason why these people were able to reach the Qi Imperial Palace so smoothly today is thanks to the token you gave me, my good imperial brother. Don't worry, I will govern the country of Qi well, better than you. So tonight you can... I went with peace of mind. ”

Facing King Ping, who had fallen into madness, a chill arose in everyone's hearts. He can kill his own brother, this kind of person is really crazy, even if everyone present has blood on their hands, they also feel a chill in their backs. Hearing the words of his own brother, this man, who had never been afraid in the face of many enemies, began to feel powerless for the first time, and perhaps the most painful thing for a person was the betrayal of his loved ones. However, a person like Lord Qi who has touched the Great Dao has a mind that is comparable to that of ordinary people. He quickly calmed down, looked at the other person on the field with cold eyes, and said, "You have come from afar, and the place where you must have settled is the Prime Minister's Mansion." But what I'm curious about is that King Ping is for the throne, what are you Zuo Peixiong for?"

"What Your Majesty said is extremely true, these colleagues are settled in the minister's mansion. The person who answered was middle-aged, tall and straight, with a handsome face, giving people a sense of majesty. At this moment, he was full of smiles and looked like he was winning. This person is the head of the Pingdu Zuo family, the prime minister Zuo Peixiong who is above 10,000 people under one person in the Qi country. "As for why the minister is here, since the ancients did not destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, the predecessors of Wanxianmen promised the minister, after the matter is completed, my Zuo clan will become the spokesperson of the Western Regions, and give me the identity of a direct descendant of Wanxianmen's inner disciple. For the sake of the prosperity of the family, there is no reason for the minister not to agree. It seems that he has seen the end of Lord Qi, and Zuo Peixiong does not hide his purpose at all.

"A good person does not perish for himself. You all think you have received your own benefits, but do you really think that I am so easy to deceive?" As he spoke, Lord Qi's momentum gradually increased, and he changed from a person with no cultivation to a powerhouse in the late stage of the Agile Heaven, although it was less than one-tenth of its peak, but it also had the strength to fight. Looking at Lord Qi's gradually increasing cultivation, everyone couldn't help but be a little nervous, and they all put on a defensive posture, only the old man sighed again and again: "Your Majesty, why is this difficult, although Long Li Dan can temporarily improve cultivation, but after all, it is produced by stimulating the bloodline in the body, and it will be counterattacked after half an hour of use." ”

"Your Excellency has good eyesight, I didn't want to live until tomorrow, and it would be a pleasure if I could fight happily before leaving. Who dares to fight me? "Lord Qi is extremely domineering, and there is no fear of death at all.

"In fact, things are not without a turnaround, as long as Your Majesty is willing to hand over the Zhentian Seal and Zen to King Ping. The old man assured His Majesty that he would guarantee His Majesty's safety. The old man tried his best to stop it.

"Oh, it seems that Your Excellency's status in the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect is more than just an elder. The pursuit and killing order of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect is not something that ordinary people can revoke. "This time it was Lord Qi's turn to be surprised, he had been dealing with Wanxianmen for many years, and he still knew the rules of that place.

Without waiting for the old man to speak, the sword-eyed disciple beside him replied with a fluttering eyebrow: "My master is the descendant of the three elders of the sect, but it is not a trivial matter to revoke a chase and kill order." ”

"Are you a descendant of Yunxian Yunbaili?