Palace.

In front of the Zichen Palace.

At the foot of the ninety-nine steps made of white marble stood King Huai.

Now.

He wore a dragon robe, a crown, and his eyes were like torches.

Behind him, the neatly dressed civil and military ministers lined up on the left and right, holding ivory wat boards in their hands.

Long live the cry of long live long live the earth, shaking the heavens and the earth.

He pressed with both hands: "Zhong Aiqing is flat, and I will enter the Zichen Hall with me, destroy the Wu family, and recapture the Li family." ”

"Yes!"

Hahaha...... Proud.

With a long roar, he walked up the steps, one step at a time, solid and powerful.

That's the road he walked a year ago, and he became a ghost and walked it again.

This time, he's going to the end and sit on the dragon chair.

"Whoever comes, stop, or ...... killed"

Before the guard's shouts fell, it turned into a cloud of blood mist out of thin air.

The guards at the end of the stairs showed their swords one after another, waiting for the general to give an order, and they were about to break in and kill the enemy.

The general looked at King Huai, who suddenly appeared in the imperial city, and was shocked.

He was obviously dead.

A year ago, King Huai led his troops to the Suzaku Gate, and he was the one who killed King Huai.

Because of this, he was promoted and raised his salary and became the leader of the inner city guards.

Now when you see King Huai appear in a dragon robe, how can you not be shocked?

He didn't think about it anymore at this time.

Send an early warning signal to the Jin Wuwei in the outer city, the City Patrol Division, the Secret Dish Division, and the yamen to arrest them quickly, telling them that the imperial city is under attack, and asking them to come to the rescue as soon as possible.

But.

The early warning fireworks, which symbolize the royal family, were suppressed by the powerful qi machine before they were launched, and the information could not be sent out at all.

The imperial city was besieged, the news of the inner city and the outer city was blocked, and it was impossible for reinforcements to come.

He was ready to dedicate himself.

Although he only has the cultivation of the sixth-rank martial artist.

But.

Also to protect the royal well-being.

In order to repay the emperor's grace.

"Alert!"

"Roar—"

He made a vigilant sound, and the faces of the soldiers showed no fear, and they slapped their breastplates and let out a roar of rage.

It is intended to deter the enemy.

This kind of trick to deter the common people works, but it is useless for the half-step immortals who are beyond the world.

King Huai ignored the warning and continued to walk towards the end of the steps.

When I heard the roar, I was excited.

Suddenly.

A deer roared.

In an instant, a white deer appeared in the sky above the Zichen Palace.

A female Taoist in a gray Taoist robe floated lightly to the end of the steps.

The Buddha shook off the dust and sang: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

"The leader of the people? You, get out of the way! ”

King Huai roared angrily.

Wu Wan'er lightly dropped a sentence: "Turn back to the shore." ”

"Yo, have you slept with the old monk? Or glide input, otherwise how to learn the stinky problem of baldness. ”

"You ......"

Wu Wan'er's face was discolored, a golden light lit up, and her backhand was a finger.

King Huai raised his sleeves, and the golden light disappeared into the embroidered robe.

"I can't help myself!"

Wu Wan'er was despised and had no temper.

He really doesn't measure his strength, Taoist second-grade cultivation, usually rides a white deer in front of the common people, throws off the dust of the Buddha, scatters flower petals, pretends to be forced, and encounters a half-step immortal who is tribulated, just like a primary school student meets a high-achieving student in Qingbei.

Not an opponent of a grade at all.

King Huai smiled evilly and continued to walk up.

As long as you occupy the Zichen Palace, kill the empress, and get the tiger talisman, you will hold the tiger talisman at that time, and you will definitely command the world.

By the time the outer city and the generals who were out of the country understood it, he had already taken control of the court, and the wood was already in the boat.

"You are young and beautiful, watery and lovable, as long as you leave now, after I ascend the throne, I will crown you queen.

I am willing to double cultivate with you, and help you survive the calamity and become a half-step immortal, are you willing? ”

What a blessing this is.

For a cultivator, this is a godsend.

Whether a cultivator can become a half-step immortal or survive that level is very sad.

The reason why some people are reluctant to survive the calamity, cultivate at the card level, and improve their combat power is because they do not have a magic weapon that can resist the calamity for him, or a pet.

It's a long process.

First of all, you have to have a magic weapon, you need your own aura to nourish, over time, the magic weapon will give birth to consciousness, when the master is in trouble, for the master to resist the disaster.

It takes a lot of chance and it takes time to cultivate.

Some people will never be able to cultivate such a treasure in their lifetime.

Now that King Huai said that he was willing to resist the calamity for him, it was difficult for a person who took cultivating immortals as his ultimate goal to refuse such a promise.

What's more, the dual cultivation of high-grade cultivators and low-grade cultivators can speed up the cultivation speed of low-grade cultivators.

She had been looking for such a person.

Now that the opportunity is in front of him, what will he choose?

Wu Wan'er's face showed a red tide, and there were two voices fighting in her body.

A voice said that he should be promised, but he can't beat him anyway, instead of fighting to the death, it is better to pretend to agree, and when he reaches the half-step immortal, he can break free from the cage and enjoy his long-term life.

Another voice was stopping her.

It says that King Huai is a walking corpse, and that the person who really controls King Huai is someone else, a bad old man who has lived for almost two hundred years.

Does he still have the ability to double cultivate with you?

With your fingers?

Besides, the empress and herself are close relatives.

What a shame, she's mine...... Xu Moyan came with the wind and landed beside the national teacher.

Immediately after, Lu Tong followed.

King Huai was obviously stunned, and quickly regained his invincible expression.

"It's all rubbish!"

"National teacher, don't be afraid, I'm here to escort you."

Xu Moyan This is the first time she has seen the national teacher, her round body and full vestibule are enough to make his blood swell, and he wants to protect the person who wants to protect him.

His slogan for falling in love is: see one, love (on) one.

Wu Wan'er glanced at Xu Moyan, and saw that it was an eighth-rank martial artist, her nostrils moved slightly, and she let out a cold snort: "You better protect yourself." ”

Hey, hey, hey......

He smiled cheekily and said, "Together, ...... together"

"Flim Flam."

Buzz Buzz......

Then.

There was a buzzing sound from Lu Tong's body.

"Not good!"

King Huai covered his head and yelled that it was not good.

The voice came again.

The last time he appeared, he could clearly feel that the qi in his body was rapidly draining.

"National teacher, it's now."

Although Lu Tong didn't know what was going on, he was good at capturing fighters.

He saw that King Huai was affected by the beeping sound, and his qi was greatly reduced, and the two of them who were second-grade cultivators joined forces, and the chances of winning were very high.

King Huai moved.

His eyes darkened, and he stared coldly at his opponent at the end of the steps.

Suddenly.

In a flash, the scene changed.

He was in the middle of the desert, surrounded by endless yellow sand.

This is the ability of the second-grade Heavenly Destiny Warlock, which can reshape the space.

Ten zhang away, an old man in white stood in the air.

With his hands behind his back, his white hair and white clothes flew together.

Compared with the national teacher, he is more like an immortal who does not fall into the dust.

King Huai turned around slowly, a light emitted from his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”