"They can't live!"

Chu Fan said in a cold voice, Ning Dynasty Houcheng will die!

"Want to escape?"

Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in Chu Fan's eyes, and he looked at Zi Chen, who was about to escape in the distance.

When Chu Fan was about to make a move, Ziyu next to him suddenly spoke:

"Don't kill him, he is the youngest son of the foreign patriarch Zi Ze, and he may be useful in the future. ”

Zi Ze loved this little son very much, so he sent an old servant of the lineage to protect Zi Chen.

If there is an accident during the big war later, Zi Chen may be useful.

"It doesn't matter. ”

With him, the Purple Saint Palace clan can't make any waves, what kind of Zichen is this, what if he kills it?

With that, Chu Fan flicked his right hand, and a blood-colored sword burst out, hitting Zi Chen, who was fleeing.

"Nope. ”

Zi Chen screamed and fell to the ground, his face pale, and he died completely.

"Let's go. ”

Immediately after, Ziyu and Chu Fan headed towards the eastern part of the Purple Saint Palace, where the inner clan was.

At the same time as Zi Chen died, in the outer hall of the Purple Saint Palace, Zi Ze, the patriarch of the Purple Saint Palace, was discussing the matter with the representative of the Hou City of the Ning Dynasty, the True Yang Demi-Saint.

"This time, the clan in the Purple Saint Palace will be destroyed!"

"We won. ”

A bright smile appeared on Zi Ze's face, and he spoke triumphantly, as if he had eliminated the inner clan at this moment and became the palace master of the Purple Saint Palace.

"Well, it should be nine out of ten. ”

The True Yang Demi-Saint also nodded, it seemed that the task given to him by Hou Ye was about to be completed.

The two looked at each other, confirmed their eyes, and laughed.

"Oh no. ”

"Oh no, patriarch, no. ”

Suddenly, a frightened voice came.

At this time, I saw an elder of a foreign clan running in in a panic, stopping at Zi Ze's side, and said in a panic:

"Oh no, Patriarch...... Go out...... Something is wrong!"

The foreign elder gasped and looked excited.

"Panic, what a system!!"

Seeing this scene, Zi Ze, who had a faint smile on his face, scolded slightly angrily.

"Yes, yes. ”

Hearing this, the elder immediately apologized, the patriarch's temper was notoriously bad and moody.

If he dares to contradict Zi Ze now, he will definitely seek death by himself!

Seeing the elder apologize, Zi Ze, who was in a good mood, did not blame him and nodded slightly.

After that, Zi Ze calmly picked up the Nine Dragons White Jade teacup on the table.

While handing the Nine Dragons White Jade teacup to his mouth, Zi Ze said lightly:

"What's going on, say it. ”

"Patriarch, it's not good, put it in the ancestral hall, and the little young master Zichen's life card was shattered. ”

The elder tried to calm himself down and spoke to Zi Ze.

Click!

Hearing this, the Nine Dragons White Jade Teacup, which was about to be handed to Zi Ze's mouth, fell directly to the ground and turned into countless pieces of debris.

was originally full of smiles, but immediately became serious, even hideous.

With a whoosh, Zi Ze stood up, grabbed the elder by the collar, lifted the elder up stiffly, and stayed in mid-air.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Shisawa yelled hideously.

Not only Zi Ze, but even the True Yang Half-Saint, who was sitting on the side watching the play, was also surprised when he looked at Zi Ze, who was suddenly furious.

It was still a good Zize just now, what's wrong?

"Little ...... Childe's ...... Destiny ...... Shattered. ”

Being choked by Zi Ze's neck, the foreign elder explained intermittently.

Hearing this, Zi Ze, who was originally elated and triumphant, was stunned.

If the life card is broken, it means that it is dead.

His youngest son, Zi Chen, has now been killed.

"Bastard, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Shisawa questioned the elder loudly.

"The patriarch was angry, just now...... You just said, be calm, don't rush. ”

The foreign clan elder had an innocent expression on his face, he had just rushed in, and he was going to report to Zi Ze immediately.

Who knew what Shisawa said.

Hearing this, Zi Ze's face turned blue and white for a while, and his face was extremely complicated.

Boom!

In the end, Zi Ze slammed the foreign elder in his hand and threw it to the wall on the side.

However, hearing this, the True Yang Half-Saint on the side suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a good solution.

Perhaps, the death of that little boy is not only not a bad thing, but an excellent thing.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

According to what he pointed out, the foreign clans of the Purple Saint Palace were ready to make a move at any time, but they were suffering from no good excuse.

Isn't it all effortless now?

Isn't it a great opportunity for the son of the patriarch of the outer clan of the Purple Sacred Palace to be killed by the people of the inner clan, and who is also the granddaughter of the palace master of the Purple Holy Palace?

Just now, when Zi Ze sent his youngest son to arrest that Ziyu, he was also beside him, and Zi Ze did not shy away from him.

"The Purple Patriarch mourns, the death of the little prince is indeed a sad thing. ”

Coming to Zi Ze's side, the True Yang Half-Saint slowly told Zi Ze his thoughts.

Hearing this, the expression on Zi Ze's face became even more complicated, and he died a son in exchange for an excuse to take out the army.

Even Zi Ze didn't know if it was worth it.

"Now is the perfect time, the time, the place, the people, we have all occupied, it is the perfect time to eliminate the Purple Saint Palace clan and take the Purple Saint Palace. ”

The True Yang Half-Saint anxiously persuaded Zi Ze.

After thinking for a while, Zi Ze gritted his teeth, and an astonishing chill flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, there's someone. ”

As Zi Ze's words fell, two of Zi Ze's henchmen rushed into the main hall.

"You tell the elites of the outer and inner clans, gather immediately, and we will do !!"

Zi Ze looked into the distance and said, invisibly, on Zi Ze's body, there seemed to be a trace of the momentum of dominating the world and commanding millions of soldiers and horses in the world.

"Yes!"

"Follow the orders of the patriarch!"

Hearing this, the two Zi Ze's henchmen showed undisguised joy and excitement in their eyes.

They waited so long and finally waited for this day.

After that, these two Zi Ze's henchmen disappeared into the main hall, but they gathered the foreigners and prepared to make a move against the inner clan.

......

Just when the foreign clan was about to make a move, Ziyu's father, Zi Aofeng, came to the outside of the Purple Saint Palace under the order of the old palace master and waited quietly.

Father's backhand, the ally of their Purple Saint Palace Inner Clan, and the last hope of their Inner Clan, is coming.

Slowly, several dark shadows appeared from the sky, flying towards this side.

That's right, it's flying, and on the other side of the sky, a few huge red-crowned cranes appeared, flying here.

On the wind-crowned crane, some warriors wearing Taoist robes stood in the wind, like immortals.

In particular, the person who stood alone on the red-crowned crane at the front was even more extraordinary.

From far to near, when Zi Aofeng saw clearly the person standing on the red-crowned crane at the front, his face became extremely strange.