It's wrong for you, Wei Wen, to cooperate with the barbarians to deceive your own people.

This is a matter of stance and butt.

Even if the situation forces it, it won’t work!

Based on the bad relationship between Emperor Wu and the Prime Minister, this dark history is enough to prove that it is impossible for him, Wei Wenbi, to become an official in the court, let alone become a prime minister.

Ruining a person's career is like killing his parents.

How can Wei Wen not hate him?

He already hated Zuo Zhongming to the core, even if he peeled off his skin, had cramps, or cut his body into pieces by Ling Chi, he still couldn't forgive his hatred.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

Wei Wen stared with scarlet eyes, and when he wrote three words of "kill" in the void, his true energy transformed into swords, guns, swords and halberds, pressing towards the opponent like a river.

Click!

Zuo Chongming crushed a man's Tianling Cap, and the solitary rainbow dragon in his palm roared loudly. In an instant, he transformed into a ferocious thunder dragon, roaring towards the Jianjichuan River with its head held high.

It can be clearly seen with the naked eye that wherever the thunder dragon passes, the Jianjichuan River is shattered, like a wild dragon that overturns the river and sea, extremely ferocious and ferocious.

"town!!"

Wei Wen's facial muscles twitched, and he stared at this scene with splitting eyes. He took off the alchemy scroll from his waist, unfolded the word "Crazy Book", and then threw it out.

The dark and gloomy aura was revealed, and the word "Zhen" on the pill scroll was blood red. It turned into a barrier when facing the wind, and it collided with the thunder dragon in danger.

There was a loud noise that shook the earth, and the violent aftermath swept around.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a clear sky and a bright sun.

"snort."

The referee encouraged the real energy to push down the dust, revealing the situation on the field.

"Lock, seal, suppress, empty, soul..."

Wei Wen's hair was disheveled and he was in an extremely embarrassed state. He wiped the blood from his lips with trembling hands and wrote frantically. A nearly four-foot-long strange phenomenon appeared behind him.

The background is a scene of mountains of swords and seas of fire, tongues being pulled out of pans of oil... a hundred tortures in purgatory, an extremely cruel scene.

In the middle, there was a man wearing a black hat, holding a stylus pill scroll, and wearing a crown on his head. He looked directly at Zuo Chongming: "If you kill someone in the wild, you will be punished a hundred times."

"Trial me?"

Zuo Chongming took half a step forward, and there were piles of white bones and endless corpses under his feet. Behind him was the six-armed and three-headed Immovable King, and the Wheel of Life and Death, the dragon chanted and the phoenix chirped.

"Are you worthy?"

Fudo Mingwang showed an angry look, slowly raised his scarlet eyes like demons, raised one arm for a moment, and stepped out to meet Wei Wen.

With the Tathagata's palm, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers.

In an instant, the color of the heaven and earth changed, resentment surged into the sky, demonic aura grew dark, mountains of corpses formed, and rivers of flesh and blood gathered...

There were also countless resentful ghosts, evil soldiers and ghost soldiers, who gathered into a mighty army and rushed towards Wei Wenji.

"Jail! Execution."

The man's phantom flicked his sleeves, and the sword mountain purgatory came to the forefront, swallowing up countless evil soldiers and ghosts in an instant.

Wei Wen looked at all this, not only was he not relieved, but his expression became even more ugly.

Because the Sword Mountain Purgatory has been leveled, and the Fire Sea Purgatory has been filled...but the evil soldiers, ghosts, evil spirits, and evil clouds of resentment are still boundless.

How many did he kill?

There was a crack in the corner of Wei Wen's eye, and blood was oozing out without him realizing it. His consciousness had already fallen into an unprecedented disorder.

Click!

There was a sudden cracking sound in my ears.

He turned around as if waking up from a dream and stared at his vision blankly.

At this time, the scene of purgatory was completely covered by ghosts and demonic clouds. The crown of the man in black robe was shattered, the iron pen was blunted, and the alchemy scrolls were scattered. It seemed that it had reached its limit.

"Also, there's more..."

"How many more are there?"
Chapter completed!