In the palace of the dynasty, all the ministers paid attention to this battle.

The design of the tournament looks ideal, but in fact it is quite a rash move, but this arrangement is the emperor's suggestion, which is directly express, and it is not easy to persuade it, and in the end everyone has no objections.

The magicians of the Academy of Illusions have woven a live broadcast of magic for everyone in the court, and the clarity is guaranteed, but they really don't dare to compliment the lens adjustment, and they can't hide from watching the details in detail, so they can only fix a perspective at high altitude and then take the overall view to see a group of "ants" rushing around. But it's enough for the people here.

Although Zhuang He hung up the post of overseer, his mind was not on it at all.

After all, these magicians couldn't keep up with Fukong's movements at all, and as for the others, she had no interest in watching.

She kept looking at the sky, the sky here in the imperial capital was gradually darkening, and the star sea magic made her sensitive to the trajectory of the stars at night.

"Supervisor Zhuang, isn't it a little too boring for you?" A colleague next to him asked with a smile.

"Well, sort of."

"You don't have to keep staring, you have provided a lot of technical support for this conference, and you are only on a temporary basis, so go and take a break if you are tired." The colleague said with a smile.

Zhuang He was not polite, and even if she didn't let her here, she was almost leaving.

Anyway, it's just a small overseer, and no one cares about her departure.

Outside teleportation is forbidden in the palace, and only the magicians of the royal family can master the wavelength of the magic that can be used to teleport in the palace.

So she had to go out on foot and prepare to go back to the academy.

Along the way, there was silence, and the clouds in the sky made visibility very low.

Zhuang He walked on the unmanned road for a while, and his footsteps slowly stopped.

Without saying much, he stretched out his hands, and the blue stars around his body spread out, and the grass and trees flew one after another, and several black-and-white robed figures were forced to move.

"He is worthy of being a well-known professor in the Academy of Alien Arts, and his perception is so keen." One of the comers said.

"The miscellaneous sect of the other side. Appearing in the palace at this time, and daring to kill people, it seems that this court is really not good. Zhuang He looked at the black-and-white-robed people surrounded by him, and his tone was flat.

"No, no, no, you have misunderstood us, we have no intention of harming you, we just hope to use you as a bridge to make more friends with that martial god." A Catholic on the other side is flattering.

"And what are you going to do?"

"I just hope that Professor Zhuang can come with us, and I will teach you to have my own tea to welcome you." The other party said.

"Waste of time."

After speaking, Zhuang He's figure directly turned into starlight and dissipated, disappearing.

Cultists from the other side: !?

Transmission?!

I didn't feel any traces of teleportation at all! And where did the external teleportation restrictions in the palace go? Why did Zhuang He just teleport away?

And since you can teleport away, you just came all the way to play with us!

But their stupidity can't change what has happened.

"Apostle, what should I do?"

“…… Let's report to the sect leader first, although it is said that Fukong's weakness is his wife, but this statement seems to be a bit too optimistic. On the sect master's side, it should have already been successful, most of the courtiers of the dynasty have already fallen to us, and even the emperor has been forced to subdue by the sect master's ability, and the general trend has been decided. ”

"It's just that Martial God, I hope it doesn't end up too ugly for each of us."

……

The royal family's teleportation prohibition is true, and it is true that it cannot be teleported at will by external methods without a specific wavelength, but for Zhuang He, it is not difficult to find the "password" of that rhythm.

The reason why it is not used is mainly because if it is really free to teleport in the palace, it is somewhat rebellious, Zhuang He still chooses to give the dynasty a little face for the sake of his husband's face.

But now that even the sect members on the other side can be unscrupulous in the palace, Zhuang He, who has already understood the situation, has no need to give a face.

She teleported directly to the academy and walked briskly to the library.

Because of the competition, the academy is also on vacation today, and there is no one in the library.

She went straight into the depths, bypassing all the prohibitions.

The central planetarium was slowly rotating at a low frequency, and Zhuang He looked at all this with a calm gaze.

Performing a spell, all the instruments automatically began to work, and the starlight was converged again.

……

Our fates are indescribably divided.

has been married for a long time but has been childless for many years, which is the best proof.

In order to find the source of my destiny, I explored the mysteries of the world.

Above the sea of stars, there are eyes watching the world.

It is an invisible and insubstantial will, and from the perspective of a mortal, it can be described as a god.

The god, looking at Fukong, looked at Zhuang He.

I have such a talent, and I guess it's because of that.

The husband is a person with a great destiny, and the countless people around him, even the heavens, hope to tie his pace.

I am not my husband's companion, but the eye of heaven is used to hold the reins of my husband.

……

Looking at the starry sky gathered in front of her, she slowly walked into it, and the gauzy curtain sprinkled down, engulfing her figure, like a fairy returning to the sky.

The husband is fighting, and even if he doesn't say it, Zhuang He can still feel his expectations.

She couldn't just watch from the sidelines.

At least when her husband fights, she will also go her own way.

On the battlefield in the distance, Fukong raised his head sharply and looked at the night sky at this time. The night sky in the desert of the plateau is clear and cloudless, and the stars are shining.

He stared in silence for a moment, closed his eyes, and then looked down at the front again.

"Do you feel it?" A voice from outside the sky reminded.

"Hmm." Fokon responded.

"You're lucky, too, maybe luckier than Kefen."

"I don't believe in luck." Fukong said lightly.

"Hahaha, okay, then let's continue. The fate of this world has been boosted by countless people, and when it comes to the extreme, it is up to you whether you can break all the nodes in front of you. There are many people waiting for you at the end, a faint will, us in the theater, and your wife......"

The voice gradually faded away, and the voice of the lover borrowed from the theater completely disappeared.

After taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and stepped over a broken spear.

Countless corpses of the Imperial Army were poured around.

The outline of the city ahead had already been sketched in the darkness, but the devastating golden magic light illuminated everything around it.

His advance has long been known.

Ahead, the army is on standby.

The first hurdle is to shake the influence of the belief in alien arts.

He didn't have time to go through years of accumulation like the detached person in Red's script, and unconsciously break the other party's hands and feet in the boundary belt.

However, judging from the speculation of Liang Dao and the troupe leader, the boundary zone of his world must be unstable, otherwise there would not be a situation where martial arts and alien arts would compete.

Now is the era of alien arts, and as a representative of the martial arts of this realm, he can achieve a similar goal by quickly defeating the representative of the belief in alien arts.

Benevolent intervened in this world and helped mobilize part of the trajectory of fate. The impact is not big, he doesn't have such a powerful ability, but he can still do it by pushing the fate that is close to him a little bit and helping Fukong speed up, the essence is to use Fukong's great fate as a lever.

The fate gathered in the tournament is also what the opponent's alleternal beliefs hope to defeat.

So, that representative has also come somewhere on this front.

Fukong's perception was far away, and he had already felt that breath.

(End of chapter)