Looking at Li Ku, who had killed seventeen Purgatory Mountain powerhouses in an instant and rushed in front of him, he let out a roar when he heard Cangyue, gave up the Qiyao Demon Sword that he had just reluctantly recalled, and sent out all the controllable power in his body from the toes of his feet.

"Ka!"

The strongest Qiyao Demon Sword in Damang Purgatory Mountain was once again knocked away by the ring in Li Ku's hand, and this time the tip of the sword was broken, and the entire Sword of Purgatory Mountain Zhenshan, which had been handed down to the legendary God and Demon Era, seemed to have turned into a real ugly iron rod.

The ground beneath Wenren Cangyue's feet was covered with countless spiderweb-like cracks in an instant, and his body was thrown backwards like a projectile.

The fire lotus that came with the flames that swept the heavens and the earth descended behind Li Ku at this time.

In the midst of a sea of fire, the figure of a tall old man wearing a high crown and a red robe also faintly appeared.

The red robe on his body was surrounded by flames, and countless flames flew out of the divine robe on his body.

Li Ku knew that it was too late to kill Wenren Cangyue, and he also knew that he could no longer be the opponent of this reckless strongest Purgatory Mountain Sect, but his face still did not change in the slightest, and he turned around in the air.

He didn't block the fire lotus that rushed towards his body, but just coldly and calmly threw out the treasure ring in his hand.

The fire lotus dissolved in his body, completely enveloping his body.

Countless shouts and exclamations rang out from afar, and a black-red pagoda of almost the same size as the Purgatory Mountain Sect in flames flew out from behind the Purgatory Mountain Sect.

"Dang!"

There was a bang.

A circle of flaming winds and terrifying sounds swept away, and many cultivators in the distance screamed one after another, and blood shook from their ears and noses.

The black-red pagoda in front of the Purgatory Mountain Sect flew upside down, and the two fiery red hands of the Purgatory Mountain Sect reached out from the wide robe full of flames, holding down the black-red pagoda.

The black-red pagoda froze, but countless cracks appeared on the hands of the Sect Master of Purgatory Mountain, and the long divine robe full of endless majesty on his body, as well as the ancient crown on his head, were also instantly shocked out of many sword-like cracks.

Several coughs, which were inaudible to others, with bitterness and shock, came from the mouth of the Sect Master of Purgatory Mountain at the same time.

A Purgatory Mountain cultivator who was either wearing blood-red armor or blood-red robes poured out from all directions, gathering like a tide towards the sea of fire in front of the Sect of the Purgatory Mountain.

Every one of these Purgatory Mountain cultivators was usually a magician in the eyes of the reckless people, and their status was extremely noble, but at this time, these people couldn't help but tremble, and they harbored deep fear and vigilance in their hearts.

The flame goes out.

The ground is all fired into the shape of glass.

The shrimp watching Li Ku who stood on the side of the old emperor no longer existed in this world.

However, in the place where the flames were all extinguished and watching him disappear, all these blood-like Purgatory Mountain cultivators couldn't help but let out a shuddering exclamation.

The cultivators of the Thousand Demon Caves and Purgatory Mountain, because they have cultivated some secret techniques of body quenching, their body bones are completely different from the bones of ordinary people and ordinary cultivators, so after cremation, some special bone relics will be formed.

Li Ku also left a bone relic.

But this bone relic, however, was extraordinarily long and narrow, standing in a pool of white and subtle, in the shape of a small sword, with the tip and blade facing the sky, exuding an extremely unruly and cold aura, as if it was about to cut a crack in the sky.

The Purgatory Mountain Palm Sect waved his hand, and the Purgatory Mountain cultivators wearing blood-red armor or blood-red robes instantly receded like a tide.

Several Elders of Purgatory Mountain, dressed in black robes and covered in flames and black gas, were behind him.

One of the Purgatory Mountain Elders, who was holding a scepter inlaid with black gemstones, stared at the bone sword relic, leaned over slightly, and asked respectfully, "Sect Master... Why did he not hesitate to save Wenren Cangyue at such a price when Li Ku had already decided to die with Wenren Cangyue? Could it be that the head of the sect really wanted to hand over the generalissimo seal to Wenren Cangyue?"

Several other Purgatory Mountain elders bowed slightly at the same time.

In their opinion, it was simply difficult for someone like Wenren Cangyue to control, and to use the lives of seventeen such powerful Purgatory Mountain cultivators to stop Li Ku for a moment, this kind of price was too great and too tragic.

"From the battle of Falling Star Lake to the present... The war between Da Mang and Yun Qin is actually the war between Qingluan Academy and my Purgatory Mountain. ”

The Purgatory Mountain Sect Leader slowly extinguished the flames on his body, and said lightly: "No matter how much wind and rain there is in this world, it is easier to see, it is still just my Purgatory Mountain and Qingluan Academy's conquest. Keeping him is at least equivalent to putting an extra shield in front of us, and we can let him do more things, so that Yun Qin and Qingluan Academy will definitely kill him first. As for his unruliness and ambition ... It doesn't take much thought on our part. It is absolutely impossible for him to be stronger than Qingluan Academy, and Yun Qin and Qingluan Academy will definitely kill him.... ”

Several Purgatory Mountain elders in black robes fell silent, and then nodded slowly.

"Yun Qin seems to be piercing the wind on all sides, and he is no longer as powerful as he used to be, but how can our Purgatory Mountain be as beautiful as it appears to be under the oppression of Li Ku and Qingluan Academy for so many years?" We need someone like Wen Ren Cangyue to wear down some of the other party's strength. As for the reckless, all we need is absolute awe... Who controls the world of people down here, and what does it matter to us?"

"The head teacher is right. The Purgatory Mountain Elder who held the Black Gem Scepter before also saluted again with disdain, and glanced at the unruly and cold bone sword relic with disdain.

......

The Great Mang Palace.

The old emperor Zhan Taimang's bedroom looked exceptionally quiet under the starlight, as if no one had entered it for countless years.

Zhan Taimang was lying on the dragon couch.

Just as the entire Yunqin court knew that the old man surnamed Huang was about to die, the entire Damang court also knew that this emperor who had been killed in a reckless manner was also about to die.

The student he gave the name Zhantai Qiantang stood in front of his couch.

"I heard the sound of the palace door closing. ”

Zhan Taimang looked at the student in front of him who was dragged into the struggle for imperial power, shook his head, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared on his face: "It seems that I am still afraid... So the sound in the distance, which is usually used to hearing, still seems so clear now. ”

Zhantai Qiantang's heart sank suddenly.

He hadn't been in the palace for a long time, so he couldn't tell which of the countless subtle sounds in the distance in the palace was the sound of the palace door closing, but he knew very well that it was not the time to close the palace gate... When to close the palace gate is the emperor's order. Closing the palace gate at this time shows that someone has dared to disobey the emperor's order and does not want the people in the palace to go out.

He also knew very well that as long as Li Ku lived, no one would dare to close the palace gate at this time and launch a big change.

"Although I also sent someone to find Wenren Cangyue, I didn't expect Wenren Cangyue to really be able to escape from Biluo Tomb... In this battle, the eldest grandson Jinse was defeated, Qingluan Academy was defeated, and I was also defeated. Zhan Tai Mang sighed softly, but looked at Zhan Tai and said, "But as long as you are alive... But there are always some opportunities to turn the book. Let's go. ”

As Zhantai recklessly and peacefully, the dragon couch under him made a slight sound, and on the side of Zhantai Qiantang, several heavy stone bricks sank, and the smell of dust was in the nose, revealing a deep secret road that had been sealed for I don't know how many years.

Zhantai Qiantang knew that this must be a secret passage that would allow him to escape from the palace and even escape from the Damang Royal City, but there was a wry smile on his face, "Teacher, where can I go?"

Zhan Taimang looked at him and said undoubtedly: "Where else can I go?" Naturally, I went to Yunqin. Go to Yunqin... Then go back to Damang. ”

Go to Yunqin... Back to Damang, this is just an extremely simple sentence, but Zhantai Qiantang knows very well how difficult it is to do this.

But for this teacher, the most sincere respect and admiration for this emperor made him not say anything, just knelt down, bowed deeply to Zhan Tai, and then walked into the secret passage below, walking towards his uncertain future.

Zhantai recklessly sent Zhantai Qiantang away.

With some muffled sounds, the passage was resealed.

In the palace he was familiar with, there was a faint sound of some blades cutting into flesh.

......

......

It was dark.

In the final darkness before dawn, an official wearing a purple official uniform and a jade belt at the center of the Zhengwu Division of the Imperial City of Zhongzhou received a secret report from the Jiaowei level.

The moment he saw the contents of this secret report, the big leader of Yun Qin's military intelligence couldn't control the trembling of his hands, and his face became extremely pale.

He couldn't help but look up at the east, not knowing what kind of wind and rain this huge empire would usher in after the next dawn hit the Yunqin Empire.

The sky was slightly bright.

It was only a little later that in a deep mansion not far from the imperial city, the old man surnamed Huang was wrapped in a silk blanket and saw the same information from Da Mang.

"Purgatory Mountain... didn't kill Wenren Cangyue... Let Wenren Cangyue hold the generalissimo's seal, and hold the soldiers and horses of the world... Even people like Li Ku are..."The old man surnamed Huang was originally able to hold out for a while, but when he saw such a secret report, he closed his eyes in pain, and his heart throbbed violently. The thin parchment rolled into ashes in his hands.

As the cold dawn shone on the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, the old man stopped taking his last breath.

A mournful cry came from this deep house compound, and many people who had been paying attention to the movements of this deep house compound, but had not yet known what was happening in the distant Da Mang, also began to tremble nervously in their hearts.