Qin Zhao didn't mean to continue to talk nonsense with the alien race in front of him, he stretched out his right palm forward flatly, and quickly generated a light and shadow suspended on it.

He's using the [Tianque Chess Game]!

Different from the three-dimensional figure guided by Qin Xuan before, what was suspended above Qin Zhao's palm at this time was a square black and white chessboard.

There are not palace buildings above, but various vertical and horizontal nineteen straight lines, and there are various uneven mechanisms at the intersections.

At the same time, a series of figures also appeared on it.

The most obvious of them was the Great Elder of the Three Clans who was shrouded in black smoke!

But it is worth mentioning that Qin Zhao's figure did not appear on the chessboard, but was outside the chessboard, as a chess player.

[Tianque chess game - the pawn who crosses the river, he can't help himself, and the person who holds the chess can determine his life and death in a light word.] Turn the palace into a chess game, and everything is under control. ]

"What is this?!" The faces of the three clan elders changed drastically.

As the chessboard took shape, he instantly felt a sense of involuntary restraint coming over him.

The Great Elder of the Three Clans was stunned, which was completely different from how Qin Xuan felt when he controlled it before.

Whether it was the fog or the offensive before, although it had some impact on him, it was only a mustard disease. Not to mention that it was completely ineffective, and it didn't cause much damage.

But at this moment, he is like an insect that has fallen in a spider's web, even if he is not attacked, the alarm bell in his heart is ringing wildly, as if he is about to die on the spot.

"Let's get out of the palace first!"

As soon as he was about to turn and flee, his body froze completely, as if he was being grasped tightly by a large, invisible hand, unable to move for half a minute.

Even the qi and blood around the body began to surge and boil, as if all the organs in the body were rebelling against him.

"Relying on the crooked ways of evil sects to improve oneself is too flawed." Seeing this, Qin Zhao shook his head slightly.

Then his eyes looked at the phantom figure of the chessboard in his palm, and between the vertical lines of his eyebrows, many dense points of light and lines emerged from the illusory figure of the black smoke on it.

He gently stretched out his left hand and pointed towards the dark shadow.

As this action fell, the Great Elder felt a chill in his heart, and the shadow of death shrouded him.

"You—" He jerked his head up, a black mist surging in his forehead, a blinding glow of blood, but he couldn't use any means of attack.

Qin Zhao ignored what he meant, and with a flick of his fingers, he wiped the black shadow shaped like a chess piece on the chessboard.

The Great Elder's unfinished words instantly froze.

Now his three eyes were covered by black mist, and he couldn't see his expression, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened before, but he had no breath at all.

He's dead.

The Great Xia ministers and a group of Yulin troops who were watching the battle not far away, looking at this scene, were surprised and admired, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a slight chill in their hearts.

They knew how powerful this trio was.

If the army is allowed to fight to the death, tens of thousands of casualties may not be able to replace this person, after all, without military deterrence, the Terran army can only rely on numbers to exchange lives for lives to win.

However, such a strong man didn't even have a decent resistance, and was killed on the spot by Emperor Xia, how could this kind of power not make people feel awe and fear.

But what they don't know is that Qin Zhao at this moment is not as calm as he seems.

Although the Great Elder's cultivation is to pull out the seedlings to help them grow, in the end, the strength is there.

Even with the help of the [Tianque Chess Game], it is impossible for him to win without paying a little price.

On the Zitai of Zhihai, the Baiyuqiong Towers that had originally stood up began to collapse piece by piece, until nearly half of them were lost, and the huge movement slowly subsided.

Soul Eat!

Fortunately, it was only the White Jade Building that collapsed, and it did not touch the foundation of the Purple Terrace, and with the support of the figure of Wanmin, it would soon be able to cultivate back.

And with the killing of the Great Elder of the Three Clans, there was another movement in the [Luck Gold List].

[Kill the peak alien powerhouse of the God Refining Spirit, your luck will increase by 2200, and your physical strength will increase slightly!] ]

[Current Luck: 51880]

"That's it......" Qin Zhao unfolded the gold list and glanced at it, frowning secretly.

This three-headed alien race is the leader of the clan, and his own talent is also extremely extraordinary, and it can almost be regarded as a collection of the strength of the strong people of the whole clan, how can he explode such a thing after killing?

What is the situation of the alien race in the Canglan Realm?

He pressed down the doubts in his heart, looked at the Great Xia official in front of him, and ordered:

"Zifei, Xuan'er, Shengge, Huali, follow me to Zhangtai Hall for deliberations. Bai Mu, Luanping, statistical battle losses. Ge Shangcheng, repair the city as soon as possible, keep this corpse by the way, and study what is going on with his eyes. Let's go out first. ”

"Obey." A group of officials hurriedly bowed down to receive the order.

......

In the Zhangtai Hall of Xiayang Palace, Qin Zhao looked at the four people in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me about the past few days, and the situation of the three clans." ”

Zifei hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, not long after you retreated, someone rushed to the capital from Shuangzhou, claiming to be Mo Yu, a disciple of the Organ City......

On the side, Qin Xuan added a few words from time to time, and the other two were silent.

In this process, Qin Zhao's expression was also constantly changing, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

After listening to Zifei's narration, he didn't immediately ask the question of the Sanshou clan, but said sharply: "After Mo Yu arrived, why didn't you immediately send troops to sweep away the organ city!" ”

"This ......" Zi Fei was stunned when he heard this, because the news of the three clans' control of the broken qi was too shocking, he ignored this matter for a while.

In fact, it was not only him, but even Yan Qingjun ignored this matter.

And because Mo Yu's identity is sensitive, he needs to wait for Qin Zhao to come out of the customs before making a decision, and this person was not mentioned during the court discussion, so naturally no one else reminded him.

Qin Zhao didn't have time to reprimand him more, and after glaring, he turned around and walked to the desk and quickly wrote down an edict and handed it to Huali.

"Immediately sent an edict to Bai Mu, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and asked him to transfer troops immediately. Send Bai Xu to lead 50,000 Xuanjia troops to Shuangzhou to quell the chaos, and by the way, see if there are any other foreign tribes taking the opportunity to attack, if there are any, all of them will be left in the territory of Great Xia. As for Mo Yu's side......"

Speaking of this, Qin Zhao hesitated slightly, and then said: "Give him three places, you can save the lives of three people in the Organ City, and all the others will be executed!" ”

After Hua Li was ordered to leave, Qin Zhao sighed softly, "I don't know if it's too late now." ”

"Your Majesty, it was the minister's negligence." Zi Fei's face was ashamed, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Zifei, I'm very disappointed that you did this." Qin Zhao said calmly, "Let you take charge of the responsibility of supervising the country, you should take into account all aspects, focus on the overall situation, and don't stare at one thing." ”

"Your Majesty, please condemn you!"

"Don't worry, your guilt is indispensable." He snorted coldly when he heard this.

Then he asked, "How is Qingjun's condition now?" Does it hurt the foundation? ”

"The Metropolitan Governor did not hurt the foundation, but the death of the Marquis of Pingying hit her hard."

"Pingyinghou, alas, ......"

To be honest, Qin Zhao was very grateful to Yan Chang, the former Taiwei of Great Xia.

If it weren't for the full support of this former powerful figure, it would have been much more difficult for him to fully control the discourse of the court in the early days of his ascension to the throne.

Regardless of whether Yan Chang's purpose at that time was to pave the way for his granddaughter, Qin Zhao had to accept this feeling.

Not to mention sacrificing for the country now.

"Pingyinghou, I will posthumously seal him in the future, including your teacher." Qin Zhao's face was calm and he glanced at Zifei.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zifei bowed deeply.

"This is how it should be, no matter before or after death, heroes should be treated like heroes."

After sighing, he continued to ask, "What is the situation in Shangyang County at this time?" ”

"There has been a rumor before, the White Feather Alien Race of the Moon Banner Country came to my Great Xia to harass and contain them, and the hussar captain Yan Qingming led his troops to fight with them many times."

"Moon Banner Country." Qin Zhao pondered for a moment, and then drafted another edict and handed it to Jing Xia, the guard of the inner palace of the Yulin Army.

"Xiao Xia, send an edict to the Ministry of War, mobilize 100,000 Xuanjia troops to support Shangyang County, and see if you can catch them off guard."