"Brother Dao, you are looking for death!"

"Death, you want to be weird......"

Su Yu's voice fell, and the thought of Gu Wu suddenly came to him, and the stone sword that was absorbed by Gu Wu with the little girl suddenly trembled and shone brightly.

Zheng!

But listening to the sound of a sword, the stone sword trembled slightly, and a trace of stone chips suddenly flew up, shaped like a wisp, slightly wiped, and like a dead meteorite belt in the ancient universe, desolate and cold, I don't know the past, there is no future, floating in the universe, moving long, regardless of the beginning of the year.

The mind of the ancient man suddenly fell into an obscurant illusion.

A brilliant sword light suddenly flickered in the depths of the universe, like a big wave, surging, the waves rolling, covering the sky and covering the sky, but in the ancient no one was stunned and drowned him.

But outside, Qing Tengkong and the three of them saw that the stone sword shook slightly, and a light blue and white sword light slashed through the void.

And then, there was no then.

They only saw Su Yu's figure flickering, stepping on the void node, coming to Murong Yatou's side, gently pulling her up, lifting the stone sword again, walking out of the small courtyard, and disappearing into the night.

From beginning to end, no one in ancient times did not move, just like a stone sculpture.

He didn't move, and the three of them didn't dare to move, and they didn't dare to move until Su Yu left, and then he walked into the pavilion and came to Gu Wuren's side.

But he saw that Gu Wuren still had a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a scar on each of his eyes, symmetrical and hideous, like a crack in the sky, splitting his eyes in half.

"Uncle Huang is dead?" Qing Tengkong was stunned, his voice bitter.

Even if he became a half-human, half-weapon monster, boasting that Mount Tai collapsed before and did not change color, Huo Qidu's remaining flesh eye couldn't help but show a shocked look.

No one is ancient, and he is really dead.

The death was unexpected, the death was inexplicable, and from beginning to end, the three of them didn't know what happened to him before he died.

"This person is already invincible. Hu Fuwu spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty and turned away.

The invincibility of the Dao realm is a truth that is deeply rooted in their minds.

But at this time, the invincible Dao realm that they firmly believed in was dead in front of them, and the truth collapsed, what was more shocking to them?

Even though they gathered the four major military forces of Qingteng, Five Tigers, Yanque, and Baxia, reversed the four elephants and five elements, and obtained a strength comparable to the Transformation Dao Realm, they were not Transformation Dao Realm after all.

Moreover, even the Transformation Dao Realm fell under Su Yu's hands, and everyone was fighting for their lives, and they were just exhausting their last blood bravery.

This defeat is not a crime of war!

Qing Tengkong and Huo Qi both glanced at each other and smiled bitterly.

......

Next to the official road, Fuzun's face was cold, and he watched the four guards fighting in pairs, and in the carriage, King Wuji never appeared.

Things were not unexpected, and Gu Yong, who only felt a little surprised, calmed down after the accident.

Among the four major guards, two have been rebelled by King Wuji.

The two nails that belonged to the old emperor were attacked by the other two at the moment of the shot, and the first move was lost and failed, but it was only a matter of time.

"His Royal Highness King Yong, it's too late to retreat at this time. Fu Zun said lightly, with the composure of commanding ten thousand armies.

Gu Yong looked at Fuzun carefully, and suddenly smiled: "Fuzun wants to deceive this king? Although this king has lost a strategy, but there is no one around Uncle Wang to protect him, this king is not talented, and he has only practiced until now in the Heavenly King Realm, but Uncle Wang has set foot in the Tianzun Realm, I wonder if Uncle Wang can teach his little nephew?"

As he spoke, Gu Yong paced lightly, slowly stepped forward, his right hand was slowly pulled up, and a cold light spread out from the scabbard, like the light of the stars, cold and terrifying.

What followed was the murderous intent on his body.

Fu Zun shook his head and sighed: "Although Your Highness's idea is good, there is no possibility of realizing it. ”

"Why?" asked Guyon.

"Because of me!"

Fuzun's body does not move, there is a majestic aura overflowing, this breath, Zhengda, Haoran, like the light of the sky, like green bamboo, in a trance, Gu Yong's eyes seem to appear a piece of heaven and earth, in the heaven and earth, only countless green bamboos stand tall, standing into a wall, blocking Gu Yong's killing intent.

Shout!

A sharp sound suddenly appeared, like a whistle, piercing and high-pitched, piercing the sky, and then, a little light flew up, slashing and slashing.

That was Gu Yong's murderous aura.

Sand, rustle!

The emerald green leaves vibrated gently, shattering in the flying light, but there were more bamboo leaves blocking the flying light, layer upon layer, dispersing the flying light, eliminating the invisible.

The sound of the wind gradually stopped, and the sharp whistle also stopped, Gu Yong's face was solemn, and the sword blade he pulled up was pressed back again, but there was an extra nine-section one-foot-three-inch white bone whip between the palms of his hand, the breath was vast, and the domineering qi was circulating, and between the slight tremors, if there was a giant dragon shaking the muscles and bones, the sky roared.

The Dragon's White Bone Whip.

"I didn't expect that Fuzun is still a master, this king is strange that Ba Xiannan is one of the five generals, not so wasteful, Fuzun has been in office for more than ten years, in order to dominate the realm of Xianan, ten years can not find Fuzun's skills, it is really a little too much. Gu Yong's tone was flat, and the palm holding the Canglong White Bone Whip became harder and harder, and the murderous aura became more and more intense.

"Your Highness has already thought of it. Fu Zun smiled faintly, but put away the qi on his body, and turned back into the posture of an old and sour Confucian, and the pale blue Confucian robe fell on him, slightly wide.

"Yes, the king thought of it. Gu Yong sighed lightly, withdrew his murderous aura, and didn't dare to put down the Canglong White Bone Whip, bowed from afar, and asked, "Does what Uncle Wang said count?"

Fuzun shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course, what my lord says counts, and His Highness will go by himself." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. ”

Gu Yongji bowed to the Jinluo Wuxiang car again, put away the Canglong White Bone Whip, and turned away suddenly, without even looking at the four guards who were still fighting.

Those two have been regarded by him as outcasts.

He never thought that Fu Zun was also a master who was not weaker than him.

It's easy to deceive people for a while, but it's hard to deceive people for a lifetime, although Fuzun's skills are not bad, but he is only in Bozhong with Gu Yong, and he is still in the realm of the Heavenly King.

But Ba Xiannan is a strong man in the Tianzun realm, even if Fu Zun can hide it from him for a while, he can't hide it from him all the time.

Ba Xiannan is naturally not a fool, and it is impossible for Fuzun to hide from him all the time, the two of them are people in the same system, and it is natural to help each other.

The demolition of the stage is just a cover-up.

Up and down the court, I don't know how many people are the henchmen of King Wuji.

Because of this, Gu Yong felt the horror of King Wuji and dispersed his murderous aura.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill, but he doesn't dare to kill, who knows, how many means can King Wuji have?

"His Royal Highness King Yong has never been valued by His Majesty, and the city's temperament is indeed a little childish. Fu Zun did not wait for the results of the four major guards, sat down in the wheel again, whipped his horsewhip, and continued to hurry.

Gu Yong didn't dare to put away the white bone whip of the dragon until he was reaffirmed by the mansion, and he was not as good as the Wuji King in the city.

No wonder Fuzun asserted that Gu Yong was not valued by the old emperor, although he had some bearing and cultivated some minds, but in the eyes of King Wuji and others, he was no different from a child, and he was still a toddler!

King Wuji's gaze was never on Gu Yong, but in the temple.

......

Weiyang Palace is still brilliantly lit, the old emperor sits quietly in the palace, and behind him is the suspended Huanggu Kanyu map.

The ancient emperor is magnificent, such as the banner is displayed, between the exhibition, the mountains and rivers rise and fall, as if real, the old emperor is old, although the skeleton is tall, although the robe is gorgeous, but it is more and more thin.

Only at this moment did the old emperor reveal an old and decrepit atmosphere, like an ordinary old man.

A footstep fell outside the hall, the old emperor's expression moved slightly, his body stood up, the whole hall seemed to come to life, the air suddenly became a little heavier, like a sleeping dragon opened its eyes, revealing domineering.

The people outside waited for a while, as if waiting for the emperor to be ready, and then walked into Weiyang Palace.

The person who came was silver-haired and golden-robed, followed by eight beautiful women, red, yellow, blue and purple, each with a beautiful shape, like a goddess in the fairy palace, not performing ordinary dust.

Although the temperament of the eight women is extraordinary, it is just starlight, and the man in front of them is Haoyue, his demeanor is like Yue, his temperament is like an abyss, both the grandeur of the mountains and the calmness of the abyss, as if a contradiction, which is really eye-catching.

This person is famous for his ancient work.

Another ancient nobody!

Weiyang Palace suddenly fell silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

The two are both monarchs and ministers, and they are also of the same race, but the identity of no one in ancient times is special, and the relationship between ordinary monarchs and ministers can be measured, and there is little to speak of between them.

After a long time, I heard the old emperor reply: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Hard work, it's really hard, it's hard to think that no one has died for the emperor's plan, how can a word of hard work be said?

After saying a word, the king and the ministers were silent.

At this time, a man with dark red armor and dripping blood walked up to the hall, saluted the old emperor on the high seat and the ancient people in the hall respectively, picked up the iron armor on the face, and played: "Father, it has been dealt with." ”

Under the mask is the face of the Yin Vulture condensed by the murderous aura of the Ancient Dynasty.

In this night, which no one knows, the entire family of the sixteen families in the imperial capital was wiped out, and not a single one was left alive.

These 16 families have imperial nobles, who have made meritorious contributions from generation to generation, and enjoy honor and wealth only under the royal family; there are the first auxiliary ministers, who are the humerus of the old emperor, and the left and right arms, who have also been high-spirited and pointed out the country; there are imperial generals, who are at the extreme of the people's ministers, who hold thousands of troops in their hands, and the cities are turned into smoke when the arrows are pointed.

But these people all have more or less connections with King Mowgli, and they can also be regarded as the wings of King Mowgli.

The battle for the throne has always been bloody, that is, if you fight shirtless, the white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out, and life and death must be separated before it is over.

King Wuji is calculating the emperor, why isn't the emperor calculating him?

There has never been more than one wise man in the world.

The so-called thunderous blow of the emperor is not only to the king of Wuji, but also to his wings, to create a court that only belongs to him.