In the moment when the palace was wrapped in the flames of national fortune, all the scenes outside the palace blurred at the same time. Obviously, this place has been isolated into another world by His Majesty Wu Lie, don't say that there is only one master of the Iron Blood Guard outside the palace, even if the King of Linxi has an army of 100,000, I am afraid that it will not help!

No one thought that an old man who had been cut off of life, a man who was about to die, could still have such power!

"Wu Lie, were you paralyzing me just now?" Linxi King Shengwu Yan immediately reacted: "Let me mistakenly think that you are a dying person and obey my words?"

"So what?" In an instant, the Tianzhou monarch who was still lying on the couch was in good spirits, and his eyes were sharp, as if he had become the supreme holy lord who was above hundreds of millions of people and sat on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. "Today is the time when I will return to the Yellow Spring with you!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud "boom" in the flames of national fortune, and ten thousand blazing chains of national fortune were generated from the flames, and a golden picture scroll came into being from it, suspended between his majesty Wu Lie and King Linxi, constantly trembling.

The majestic energy of the national fortune actually made the entire palace shake violently.

"Wu Lie, you are so ruthless!" King Linxi stared at the golden scroll suspended in front of him, his eyes flickering.

"Wu Yan, this is all forced by you, no wonder I am!" His Majesty Wu Lie's expression was calm, his tone was flat, and he looked at the King of Linxi in front of him and said, "If you don't die, I won't be at peace!"

As the words fell, endless red flames suddenly surged out of the golden scroll, and the golden light was dazzling like a scorching sun, and in the scorching sun, Ran Ran held out a nine-foot-long, five-foot-long golden holy sword!

The king is known as the Ninety-Five Supreme, and this golden holy sword is the sword of the emperor, symbolizing the emperor's supreme imperial soldier in the national fortune, and the power of the flame of the national fortune is enough to control the power of a country's fortune for his own use!

Double-edged sword, golden mangs flow, turned into countless human shapes, good generals and famous ministers of the past dynasties, sheltering left and right, as the golden sun burned, on the sword body, endless inscriptions emerged, and the images of the ten sage emperors of the Holy Heaven Dynasty gradually appeared and disappeared, integrated into this golden holy sword, as more and more images of the emperor were integrated into it, the momentum exuded by the golden holy sword became more and more terrifying.

When the Ten Saint Emperors were integrated into it, the coercion of this golden holy sword alone was enough to make even the powerhouses of the Star Jie Rank unable to raise their heads.

But King Linxi was still standing, facing the golden holy sword that had almost been lit in front of him, and he didn't move.

"You ......" His Majesty Wu Lie also seemed to be a little surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Yan, you are only in the strength realm of the Star Spirit Rank, how can you resist the coercion of this golden holy sword?

The panic on King Linxi's face at the beginning had long been replaced by indifference.

"Wu Lie, Wu Lie, if you try your best and use other exercises to kill me, I may really be unable to escape once today, but ......" Linxi King Shengwu Yan laughed coldly: "The sky has eyes, and the ancestors have spirits! So you want to use this golden scroll in the flames of national fortune to suppress me, but you never thought of it!"

I saw that in the golden picture scroll, a golden light flew out of the ground, like a picture of gold leaf, but I saw that under the city tower of Haishan Pass, the evil soul sect ghost soldiers were like a forest, and above the city tower, a person sat on the chair of the Taishi, holding a military fan, and commanded thousands of troops and horses freely.

It was the young Linxi King Shengwu Yan.

When the golden holy sword touched the gold leaf screen, it suddenly let out a terrible wail like a human being!

Then the indestructible imperial sword, the golden holy sword, actually shattered inch by inch, first into chains of national fortune, and then into the flame of national fortune, and suddenly fell back into the golden scroll!

The attack was ineffective!

"Because I, like you, are the people who have left their names on this golden picture scroll!" King Linxi said proudly: "This golden holy sword represents the most holy and wise people, how can such a person kill his own humerus minister, so the holy sword wails, and he doesn't want to kill me! Wu Lie, you miscalculated!"

"What ......" Under the martial arts majesty who was still in good spirits just now, he suddenly became like a real twilight old man, and the look in his eyes faded rapidly, as if he couldn't withstand the erosion of time, "I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling!"

"Brother Huang, you should go on the road!" Linxi King Shengwu Yan had a grim smile on his face. "There are also thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under the Netherworld Spring, as for the king of Tianzhou in the world, it is still difficult for him, let me do it for me! I will send him down soon to reunite with your father and son!"

In the whole palace, it was like a silent mime, only to see the chains of national fortune in the sky, cracking and disintegrating inch by inch, as if falling into the furnace of the flame of national fortune, and turning into a blazing flame of national fortune again.

At this time, His Majesty Wu Lie, who was lying on the dragon couch, seemed to want to struggle, opened his mouth and yelled something, and from his dantian, nine national fortune chains suddenly jumped up, wrapping around his body.

It's just that this national fortune chain is different from the one born in the flames, but it seems to be stained with blood, as if it is drawn out of the body, and the nine chains are like nine bound dragons, merging into the flames of national fortune, attracting the flames of national fortune in the entire palace, turning into a sea of flames, and rushing towards the king of Linxi who is sitting on the white jade inlaid gold chair!

But just when the sea of flames was about to roll up to King Linxi's side, time seemed to stand still, and the flames of national fortune that were still burning violently just now came to an abrupt end!

"Bell!" A golden pillow next to the dragon couch fell to the ground, and I saw the old man lying on the dragon couch, suddenly holding his chest with his hands, his eyes kept rolling upward, and he seemed to be struggling to sit up, but finally he didn't resist the irresistible force, and with a "bang", he hit the armrest of the dragon couch!

The old man tilted his head, but his bloodshot eyes were fixed in the direction where King Linxi was sitting, his pupils were hollow, but he seemed to have endless remorse and unwillingness!

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

At this moment, the flames of national fortune that filled the hall dissipated into wind in an instant, and even the golden picture scroll suspended in mid-air turned into a golden ray and climbed upward, and finally disappeared completely.

The fierce battle in this dormitory just now was like a big dream.

The only difference is that there were only two people in the dormitory just now, and now there is only one person left, and there is a dead corpse!