Hehuan Ancestor was monstrous, making the sky change color, the sky and the earth were discolored, he invited the gray-robed Taoist as a helper, his eyes shone with a cold light, and he came with great hatred, and rushed to the Forbidden City with a bang.

This matter instantly attracted the attention of the major forces in the north, the faces of the civil and military officials of the Great Qian Dynasty changed wildly, and they all showed horror, before the Chaotian Palace, the ministers gathered, and stood with their hands in their hands, and said with a gloomy face: "The two quasi-saints are coming, and there is also this gray-robed Taoist!"

"Could it be that our good days are over, the emperor, the emperor helps. The people of the Great Qian Dynasty looked up and saw the two strong men killing, their hearts trembled, and they were terrified.

"Hey! Who is this gray-robed Daoist? This person's breath is obscure, he is not a quasi-saint in the north, but his cultivation is unfathomable, even if he is injured, it looks like his momentum is also in the middle stage of the quasi-saint? Suddenly, at the top of the Forbidden City, there were many quasi-holy spiritual thoughts from the Northern Land on the void, converging up.

"Wei Xiaobao's son is indeed strong, but his cultivation is also at the peak of the late stage, the last time he defeated the ancestor of Hehuan, it was relying on the imperial qi, but this time, the two quasi-saints are in unison, but he is in a catastrophe, but it is a pity that this son has a good qualification, and he is jealous. ”

"Yes, since ancient times, there have been countless people born in Kyushu, but most of them will die!"

"If the Great Qianhuang Dynasty is destroyed, I wonder if the Western Immortal Ancient Dao Sect will come forward?"

At the top of the Forbidden City, in the void, the divine thoughts of the quasi-saint masters of the northern land came, and they all began to talk about it, many of them sighed with emotion, but no one was optimistic about Wei Xiaobao's Great Qianhuang Dynasty?

Last time, when dealing with a quasi-saint early stage Hehuan ancestor, you Daqian Emperor Wei Xiaobao had to use his qi to do his best, and now that this short period of time has passed, can you still deal with the two quasi-saints? In the eyes of all the forces in the north, this matter is obviously impossible, and they shook their heads one after another.

At this moment, Hehuan Ancestor came with hatred, two quasi-saints, and the killing intent was undisguised!

"Husband, how can this be good? Hehuan Ancestor has invited a quasi-saint mid-stage master, how can our Great Qianhuang Dynasty stop it?" At this moment, in the original Dachen King City, in the headquarters of the Heavenly Providence Commercial Bank, Wei Xiaobao's second deity, wearing a brocade robe, stepped out of the retreat, as soon as he appeared, Mu Qianyou's worried words sounded in his ears, the second deity was silent, and he frowned and looked at the Forbidden City.

"Don't worry, the other body has its own way of coping. The second deity said coldly.

"But that gray-robed Daoist is not in the early stage of the quasi-saint, although looking at his momentum, the current combat power is just in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and he has not reached the peak, but. Mu Qianyou said worriedly.

When the second deity heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said comfortingly: "Don't worry~~." ”

As he spoke, he hugged Mu Qianyou's little waist and let the woman lean on his arms.

"Will it really be okay?" Mu Qianyou's delicate body trembled, and suddenly felt a lot more relieved, but she still asked suspiciously, and only then did she look at the Forbidden City calmly under Wei Xiaobao's nod.

"Wei Xiaobao, the old man is going to destroy your country today, get out of ~~~~~ for me. The Hehuan Ancestor was monstrous and roared, and the gray-robed man just stood aside, watching coldly

At the same moment, outside the Forbidden City, Feng Xifan's mansion, seeing the arrival of the two quasi-saints, Feng Xifan's body trembled, his eyes showed a look of horror, and he hurriedly looked at the imperial envoy who came to persuade him to surrender, and said in a trembling voice: "Your envoy, since you are courteous to the emperor, you will agree to it." ”

"Slow down, Lord Feng, my Imperial Dynasty is not so easy to enter, Lord Feng, are you capable? When you come to my Imperial Dynasty, you are just a third-grade official, so I still need to say a lot of kind words in front of the Emperor?" But at this time, the imperial envoy of the Imperial Dynasty, who was kind to him just now, suddenly changed his face, revealing a high-minded look, looking at Feng Xifan with cold eyes, and his tone was extremely lofty.

He can see it, the current situation is different, I am begging you Feng Xifan, let you open the conditions, now there are two quasi-saints attacking, the destruction of the Great Qianhuang Dynasty will be in an instant, you Feng Xifan will be a lost dog immediately?

"Well, what your envoy said is, what you said is! I, Feng Xifan, am incompetent and incompetent, and when I arrive at the Imperial Dynasty in the future, I will have to rely on your support a lot. Feng Xifan's face stiffened when he heard this, but he was old and refined, and he had been in the officialdom for a while, so he immediately endured the humiliation and said with a smile.

"Wei Xiaobao, what are you hiding for, don't dare to come out? Haha, if you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple, if you don't come out, the poor road will destroy your country first. Just when Feng Xifan opened his mouth flatteringly, at the top of the Forbidden City, the Hehuan Ancestor snorted coldly and slapped out with a palm.

A huge palm appeared, magnificent, with the power of covering the sky, the wind and clouds in all directions were reversed, the heaven and the earth were discolored, and the entire Great Qian Dynasty was shaken and shocked, and this huge palm slowly killed the civil and military officials in front of the Chaotian Palace, as if to kill a group of officials and force out Wei Xiaobao.

"Ah, help, the emperor helps, wow, ~~~~~~. The body of the big cadre official trembled, and he exclaimed, Prince Yifa Zikang and the others had gloomy faces, and looked in one direction.

At this juncture, the officials of the Great Qian Dynasty trembled, the people's fear reached the extreme, and all the strong people in the north thought that the Great Qian Dynasty was about to fall, and there was a place in the Forbidden City, which was the retreat place of Wei Xiaobao's first deity.

"Well, Wei Xiaobao, he came out, it turns out that he is really in retreat" The cultivators in the northern land shouted in surprise, only to see that in the retreat place, Wei Xiaobao was wearing an imperial robe, slowly walking out step by step.

"It's the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live~~. "The civil and military officials are overjoyed.

The people were also hopeful, but Feng Xifan, who was about to flatter the envoy of the imperial dynasty, suddenly changed his face and hurriedly looked at Wei Xiaobao. The envoy of the Imperial Dynasty was also taken aback, and immediately snorted coldly at Feng Xifan, and sneered: "Hehe, this Wei Xiaobao really dares to come out? ”

"Your Majesty. Feng Xifan's face changed, looking at Wei Xiaobao, who was wearing a dragon robe, stepping into the sky step by step, and his face was always calm, his eyelids jumped wildly, as if he had a bad premonition.

The major forces in the entire northern land watched and watched, the ancestor of Hehuan was extremely hateful, and under the attention of the gray-robed Taoist with a strange look in his eyes, Wei Xiaobao was wearing an imperial robe, stepping into the sky step by step, his face was calm and calm, and behind him, he was followed by a person in a black robe who could not see his face.

"It's just the two of you, bothering me in retreat?" was Wei Xiaobao's first sentence.

When the officials heard it, it was indeed the emperor's voice, but this voice was faintly different from before, but at this critical moment, no one had time to think about it, and they were extremely nervous.

"Haha, Wei Xiaobao, you have finally come out, today you are poor and destroy your country. Hehuan Ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, without hesitation, with a great hatred, he slapped Wei Xiaobao with one palm.

"Hmph, you're not worthy of fighting me, go, kill him!" Wei Xiaobao's eyes were cold.

When the major forces in the Northland, when they heard this, they all laughed at Wei Xiaobao in their hearts, and suddenly, they saw that the black-robed man who was following Wei Xiaobao followed suit, suddenly jumped up, and rushed out with a bang, his speed was extremely fast, and he didn't open his mouth, and went straight to Hehuan Ancestor with a roar, and the terrifying momentum exploded, sweeping in all directions, making the sky change color and the wind and clouds upside down.

"What?Quasi-Saint Strongman?Impossible!" Hehuan Old Ancestor's face changed greatly, and he only felt that on this black-robed man, a momentum that shook the sky rushed towards him, and his heart shook wildly.

"Hmm! This is the breath of the zombie king?" The gray-robed man who was standing in the air on the side was finally moved, his pupils shrank violently, and when he looked at the black-robed man, he immediately became vigilant.

The strong man in the north was in full view, but he saw that the black-robed person who rushed out behind Wei Xiaobao showed a fierce light, and his pupils were as dead and silent as a deep pool, as if there was no life, and he slapped out with a palm, and immediately collided with the Hehuan Ancestor, and between the roars, the Hehuan Ancestor's screams were terrible.

"Who are you?" At this time, the imperial robe 'Wei Xiaobao' looked at the gray-robed man.

"Wei Xiaobao, don't you know me?" The gray-robed man looked at Wei Xiaobao, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and just when he wanted to confirm whether Wei Xiaobao really didn't know him, suddenly, Hehuan Ancestor was severely injured by the black-robed zombie king, spurted blood from his mouth, and came straight to the gray-robed man, and suddenly screamed: "Brother Dao, if you don't make a move, you promised me that you will advance and retreat with me today." ”

"When did the poor Dao promise you?" "The gray-robed Daoist snorted coldly, and immediately retreated, he was not stupid, he had already seen that the zombie king sent by Wei Xiaobao was extremely terrifying, with the peak cultivation of the quasi-saint mid-stage, and he had not recovered completely at the moment, where could he be the opponent of this zombie.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to choose to retreat, and then make plans in the future? As for the things he promised to Hehuan Ancestor before? Did you agree? No? For a while, the gray-robed Taoist retreated in the blink of an eye.

"Bastard, you dare to backtrack, roar, ah, poof. Hehuan Ancestor roared bitterly.

But the speed of the zombie king is extremely fast, as if it has surpassed everything in all directions, and at this time, with a ferocious momentum, he has caught up with the ancestor of Hehuan, and the ancestor of Hehuan is frightened and struggles to resist.

"Roar! roar!" The black-robed zombie king roared, the roar was shocking, like thunder, rolling power, fierce, and the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect fought in the sky, and the two masters were at the end of the sky, fighting shockingly, the wind and clouds were upside down, and the momentum was magnificent, and the cultivators of the northern land were shocked.

"Hey! How is this possible? The Great Qian Dynasty actually has a quasi-saint powerhouse in charge? This black-robed man's breath is by no means a quasi-saint of the Northern Land, nor is it a quasi-saint of the Immortal Ancient Dao Sect, but a zombie king? When did Wei Xiaobao get in touch with the zombie king, and this zombie king followed him, as if he were a servant, obviously the relationship between the two was not equal. ”

All this happened, including the strength of the black-robed zombie king, the ferocious shot, the defeat of the Hehuan Ancestor, and the gray-robed Taoist reversed, retreating without a trace in the blink of an eye, which seems complicated and a long story, but in fact, it happened in a short moment. When they reacted, the quasi-saints of the Northland were shocked.

The Great Qianhuang Dynasty is not only a great person like Wei Xiaobao? There is also a zombie king at the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint who is in charge?

"Ah! It's okay, my Daqian Dynasty still has a quasi-saint powerhouse in charge, hahaha, long live the emperor, long live, long live. At this moment, the people of the Daqian Dynasty were ecstatic and shouted in prostration.

"The ministers meet the emperor!" Yifazi and other officials breathed a sigh of relief, and they were extremely respectful.

In the void, Wei Xiaobao, who was wearing an imperial robe, looked coldly at the sky, suppressed by the zombie king, the precarious Hehuan Ancestor, his face was calm, he ignored the worship of the people and the civil and military ministers, and suddenly reached out and pointed his hand, and immediately his body shook, and when a dragon chant resounded, the majestic imperial qi rose to the sky and entered the sea of qi of the Great Qian Dynasty.

"I want to continue the retreat, without any important business, without disturbance. Then he suddenly spoke in a cold voice, and then flicked his sleeves, and without looking back, he immediately stepped back into the secret room again.

The roaring sound was earth-shattering, strong momentum, fierce collision, the top of the Forbidden City, the zombie king fought with Hehuan Ancestor, the ancestor was miserable, desperately resisted when spurting blood, trying to escape, but his cultivation was not strong, he was injured before, and he belonged to the weakest quasi-saint, but the zombie king was the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and his cultivation was extremely terrifying.

"I hate it, Wei Xiaobao, I won't let you go if you're a ghost. "The old ancestor roared.

But Wei Xiaobao's first deity had already returned to the secret room to retreat, and the threatening and cursing voice of the Hehuan Ancestor seemed to not affect him at all. A crisis, with a wave of your hand, can be easily solved!

"As long as the emperor is here, I will be solid, hahaha. All the people were ecstatic, seeing that the emperor of their own country was so domineering, waving his hand to solve the crisis, they suddenly felt at ease, and for a while, they had a sense of belonging to the Daqian Dynasty, and the officials were more loyal.

Outside the Forbidden City, in Feng Xifan's mansion, the imperial envoy who came to persuade him to surrender, since the moment the black-robed zombie king made a move, his body trembled, revealing disbelief, and muttered in a trembling voice: "Impossible? It shouldn't be like this, the Great Qianhuang Dynasty actually has a quasi-saint in charge? No~~~." ”

When the envoy of the Imperial Dynasty couldn't accept this, he suddenly shuddered, but he felt a murderous intention, and suddenly locked himself, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Feng Xifan's eyes were full of killing, and he was already walking towards him step by step, and his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Lord Feng, what are you doing?" I am the envoy of the Imperial Dynasty, and I am here on behalf of the Emperor."

"Come and persuade me to surrender? I, Feng Xi Fansheng, am a member of the Daqian Dynasty, and when I die, I am also a ghost of the Daqian Dynasty, and I am loyal to the emperor, how can I tolerate you to persuade me to surrender, hum. Feng Xifan's eyes were filled with gloom, and the murderous intent on his face flickered wildly, he had to kill this person and kill his mouth.

In the next moment, the light of the fast sword flashed, and before the imperial envoy had time to beg for mercy, he was killed by Feng Xifan with a sword. This envoy seems to be arrogant, but in fact he is just a fox and a fake tiger, he is just a small person in the imperial dynasty, and his cultivation is not high, and he was killed by Feng Xifan with a sword.

"Come on, drag this Emperor Dade Dynasty spy out for me. Feng Xifan shouted violently, and immediately many of his Jinyi guards broke in and dragged away the body of the imperial envoy.

"Daqian is getting stronger and stronger, follow the emperor, only by following the emperor with all my heart, can I get the right. Seeing this person's body being dragged away, Feng Xifan breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly.

Something like this, at this moment, in the Great Qian Dynasty, more than one official's mansion happened, the top of the Forbidden City was still roaring, and three full hours later, when the ancestor of Hehuan screamed miserably, he was suddenly destroyed by the black-robed zombie king in a battle, devouring blood, and the corpse was blown apart.

This battle made the Great Qian Dynasty powerful in the north, and further in the north of Kyushu, gaining a firm foothold!

Just because, Daqian not only has an emperor like Wei Xiaobao, who is enough to open up the world, but also other quasi-saint powerhouses, this fact makes the countries in the north frightened

The headquarters of the Heavenly Will Commercial Bank, where Wei Xiaobao's second deity was, squinted slightly, watching all this in silence, until the Hehuan Ancestor was destroyed, and the black-robed zombie king returned to the retreat to continue guarding.

"Husband, where did you find a quasi-saint powerhouse?" At this time, Mu Qianyou asked curiously.

"Is the zombie body at the peak of the middle stage of the quasi-saint stage?, sooner or later, it will be mine!" After a long silence, Wei Xiaobao spoke coldly, did not answer her question directly, and turned to cultivate. Knowing that Wei Xiaobao didn't want to say it, Mu Qianyou didn't dare to ask more, but just looked at his back with beautiful eyes!

(Pear Tree)