In the pavilion, Zhou Wan'er and Qingge froze their hands holding the tea cup, and their brows furrowed.

Xin Zhuo, a few people know a lot, and they were even talking about it just now, but now he has "appeared" and done such a big thing.

Rebelling against the destruction of the Seven Kingdoms and capturing all the masters sent by King Jing, what kind of handiwork is this, and how did he do it with his cultivation?

The key is to fight against the Great Qiansheng Dynasty in a corner of the world, doesn't he know that this Great Qiandi Dynasty has just been established, the world has returned to the center, and the major medieval and ancient forces have sent respected elders or outstanding disciples to assist, and the Great Qiandi Emperor is now a master like a cloud, and this force can smash anyone or a single force in the heavens and earth?

Is it not self-inflicted iniquity that we cannot live?

At the edge of the pavilion, Ji Bixuan stood with his hands tied, two golden crown tassels fluttering in the wind, his pair of pupils contracted, but there was no anger on his face, just calm and terrible, after a long time, Fang raised his head, seemed to feel that every peach blossom was smelly, and said softly: "How can there be peach blossoms in this season, cut it!"

"Whoa!"

Bai Wangjie panicked, hurriedly flashed in, waved his hand, and hundreds of powerful masters poured out around him, slashing with a wave of his knife.

Soon the peach tree broke and shattered the peach blossoms.

Ji Bixuan's mood seemed to be much better, and he turned around and smiled: "The mortal dust magic is not credible!"

Several people in the pavilion did not understand what he was saying.

Ji Bixuan explained to himself: "Some warlocks said that the word Lu is the meaning of Shun, and the Taohuawu here is 1,666 miles away from the Great Saturday, which is exactly the number of 6666, and it is also Shunshun Shunshun, the meaning is good, but unfortunately it is not used, Xin Zhuo is really ...... Damn! ”

The last few words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth, and he waved his sleeves heavily: "Order, raise the 300,000 tiger army, 300,000 dragon and leopard army, 300,000 demon soldiers, 300,000 wolf soldiers, 300,000 Xuanjia warriors and 3,000 Tianyi warriors and 500 monks under the command of this king, set off tomorrow, set foot on the eight eastern countries, slaughter the city in every city, slaughter the royal family of the eight countries, slaughter the gentry of the eight countries, and all those related to Xin Zhuo will be executed in Ling Chi!"

"Whoa!"

A large number of generals, generals, and civilian officials suddenly flew out of the surrounding courtyards.

……

At the beginning of the lanterns, the city of Nanli, which had been implicated in the great war, had been in a panic and withered for several months, and because the Emperor of the Great Zhou Shengzu brought the wrath of thunder and destroyed all enemies, it regained its powerful vitality.

The lights of the ancient city of 400 years are bright, the streets are crowded with people, noisy, the Goolan wine shop is overcrowded, everywhere is preaching the might and wisdom of the Holy Ancestor Emperor, and the exquisite people in order to celebrate the great victory, the firecrackers have been ringing non-stop.

However, when you arrive at the main street of the mansion of the old prince of Nanli, the Jinshifang, it will be much quieter, because the Holy Ancestor Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, the crown prince and the civil and military officials are temporarily stationed here, and a large number of elite soldiers and eunuchs in the inner part of the army are closely monitored around, and no idle people are allowed to approach.

In the palace, the masters of Da Luo and Da Yan were arranged in Xiyuan.

In the main courtyard of the atrium, Su Wuji and his wife who came from the imperial capital and the court officials talked about a better future with the emperor Ji Yong and his son, after all, the four western countries have been destroyed, and Mr. Zhuge and they are leading troops to attack the three kingdoms of Song, Beijing and Qi.

"Pop ......"

Xin Zhuo walked out of the east courtyard with the great eunuch Sanjingzi, and his face was already a little drunk.

He accompanied the master, the master and the brothers to talk for a whole first half of the night, it was really endless words, endless "beginning", but in the end, the voice changed, what should I do in the future?

What should I do in the future, but what should I do if the battle on the other side of the Zhongyuan Tianque Canyon is over, or what about the big cadres and the army who will come soon?

The prosperity and victory in front of us are actually vulnerable!

Xin Zhuo couldn't give an answer, at least he couldn't say it with his master and his wife and a group of senior brothers.

"Your Majesty!"

Sanjingzi beside him suddenly pointed to the grass not far away, where a person bowed and saluted, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Xin Zhuo looked over, he had actually found the man a long time ago.

"Your Majesty!"

Back then, the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Dao Zhen, raised his head, with humility and cowardice on his face, he originally wanted to shout "Xin Zhuo", but he just felt that the current Xin Zhuo was still the Xin Zhuo of the past, the Holy Son and Su Lao had become captives, and he was a fart again?

"Something?" Xin Zhuo's face was cold.

Dao Cheng was sincerely afraid, thought about it for a while, and explained: "Uncle Shi was wrong back then, everyone has selfish intentions, and it is inevitable that they will do some wrong things, Uncle Shi is sorry for you!"

This apology is forty or fifty years late, but Daozhen feels that it should not be too late to apologize now, he was indeed trapped in Xin Zhuo and died back then, but now that the Lord of Da Luo has returned, he is also in a difficult situation, in fact, everyone is their own people, isn't it?

After the death of the eldest son Bai Zong, he took several female cultivators as concubines over the years, and gave birth to eight sons and seven daughters, he has no ambition, his talent is not too good, and the five decays of heaven and man may not be able to get by, so he should always think about future generations, Xin Zhuo's mind is not clear, if he uses himself as cannon fodder and destroys it casually, with his meanness over the years, he may not be able to survive any of his children.

He was actually frightened today, especially when the Holy Son and Holy Daughter knelt down and died with one of the two elders!

This Xin Zhuo is like a demon god, so that he can't raise a trace of resistance in his heart, he needs to save himself.

Xin Zhuo didn't answer directly, but just asked Sanjingzi: "Why did Da Luo Dayan's captives escape?"

Before Sanjingzi could speak, Dao Zhen's heart sank, "poof" knelt on the ground, and gasped: "Zhuo'er, Uncle Shi secretly ran out by himself, you can spare Uncle Shi!"

"Press back!"

Xin Zhuo waved his hand heavily, and not far away, dozens of soldiers acting as masters of the Great Fourth Sect rushed like wolves and tigers, dragging Dao Zhen away.

Dao Zhen was in a mess, knowing that Xin Zhuo couldn't forgive himself, he couldn't help but break the jar: "This world is huge, things in the world are confusing, you are extremely talented, you can live for a long time, you will be a big person, why be so mean?"

Mean streak?

Xin Zhuo chuckled, these Da Luo and Da Yan disciples did not slaughter immediately, they were already merciful.

It is his grand wish to destroy Da Luo Dayan within a hundred years, but it is not this time, he needs to enter the other party's mountain gate in a dignified manner in order to untie the humiliation and knot in his heart! And the truth is the one who will die.

After a while, he waved back the three scenes, and wandered around by himself, and when he walked to a dead and silent side courtyard, there was a strange power fluctuation faintly emanating from it.

It's Yukihime!

After the death of that Da Luo Su Lao, there was no owner of the earth-level origin in his body, so he gave Xue Ji refining.

That's right! After the death of the master of the Yuan Extreme Realm, the power of the origin in the body will dissipate again in the heaven and earth.

If you don't become holy on the ground, and enter the Tao with the source, this source is not yours, which is equivalent to giving it to you for a while!

He is now a heaven-level origin, and the earth-level origin is useless to him, because the five earth-level can only be combined into a heaven-level, if he wants to go further with the power of the origin, he needs 25 earth-level origins, where to get so much, it is time-consuming and laborious, it is better to go to the five heaven-level origin power of the Yuan Ji master to come to the truth!

The Nine-Tails faintly appeared in the room, I don't know how long Xue Ji will be, she herself has the earth-level origin left by the Great Yan Sage, and this fusion is only afraid that the strength will be stronger!

After looking at it for a while, he turned around and continued to walk as he pleased, and unconsciously arrived in the backyard, where there was a woman's boudoir or a boudoir opposite, and an old woman was holding incense to drive away mosquitoes.

Xin Zhuo asked curiously, "Old man, why don't you rest late at night, but smoke insects here?"

The old woman didn't know his identity, so she hurriedly saluted: "Back to the nobleman, there are the most mosquitoes and birds at night, I'm afraid of damaging the wooden beam!"

Xin Zhuo asked again, "Whose room is this?"

The old woman was also confused, and said blankly: "The old woman doesn't know very well, this seems to be a young lady's boudoir, but our prince only has three daughters and two sons, and the three county lords have long been married, and they haven't lived here back then, it's really strange, the prince and the princess don't know, they just send the old woman to take care of them from time to time."

Xin Zhuo's heart jumped, he knew whose room it was.

Su Miaojin!

(End of chapter)