Under the dark night, two figures appeared on the roof of Zuixianlou.

A man has a tall figure and a handsome young man. His long hair flutters slightly with the gentle breeze of the night wind. When he looks carefully, he actually has a pair of strange blood pupils in his eyes.

The other man was sitting in a wheelchair, his body twitched slightly, and he pinched it into six with one hand and seven with the other. He turned out to be a brainless man. Mr. Ying, who should have been resting in the mansion!

Looking down, the city was in chaos, war was raging, swords and swords were intertwined, and the imperial guards in the city had already set off and rushed towards the fire places.

The young man with blood-eyed eyes stood behind Mr. Ying's wheelchair, enjoying the scenery downstairs, and said with a smile: "Old friend, I've been together a hundred years ago, and I didn't expect to see me here."

This young man is the ninth prince of the demon clan, Huotian!

Seeing that Mr. Ying did not respond, Huo Tian showed a playful smile and continued, "I accidentally encountered a killer from Zangfeng Pavilion a few years ago. I learned that they wanted to rebel, so I got in.

Originally, I just wanted to join in the fun and pass the boring time, but I didn't expect that they would really do this. Old friend, it seems that your name is a little bit inconsistent with the name."

Huotian glanced at Mr. Ying, suddenly shook his head and said, "But the flaws do not hide the merits. You have done a good job of killing my father. In order to express your gratitude to you, I specially brought you to the widest place to witness the demise of a dynasty with your own eyes.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime magnificent poem!

You should be satisfied with the gift I gave me, right?"

Seeing that Mr. Ying was still indifferent, Huo Tian immediately felt bored and sighed: "It seems that you are really sick, for nothing, let me kindly give you the last journey." As he said that, he pushed Mr. Ying's wheelchair out with his right hand.

The wheelchair was rolled over the tiles, making a thudding sound, jogging to the eaves, and suddenly falling down to the high building!

The next moment, a golden Bagua diagram suddenly lit up on the roof, and countless golden runes rose from the feet of the Heaven of Chao, instantly closed into a cylindrical cage, wrapping him in.

Huo Tian's eyes became brighter again, and he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I just said, you are one of the few people who can escape from me. How could you fall to the point of being unable to take care of yourself? Let me see what great gifts you have prepared for me, and whether it can make me feel interested!"

At this time, Mr. Ying's figure had returned to the roof, and there were three other people who appeared with him, namely Xia Kui, Jin Chan, the junior master of Lianhua Temple, and Ye Xuan, the contemporary walking in Xuanji Temple. The four of them occupied the four corners of east, west, south and north, and looked at the sky with a serious expression.

Huo Tian swept across the faces of Xia Kui and others, and said with joy: "Tsk tsk, they are all behind old friends. However, Xia Kui's merits were damaged, and the other two were still in the fourth realm. This formation seemed to be slightly worse than that."

"Add it!"

Mr. Ying took out a book book from his sleeve and wrote the three big words "Theory of Destiny". Then, he unfolded the aura of a powerful man in the realm of life, and injected the literary energy as abundant as the sea into it. An ancient sword gradually condensed and formed.

Huo Tian's face changed slightly, he pinched the seal with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Huangji Jingtian!"

As his roar sounded, an almost solid demonic aura surged out from him. As the demonic power was distorted, the runes surrounding him instantly changed their trajectory.

At this time, a dazzling sword light lit up, Xia Kui stabbed out with a sword, and the long river of sword energy came to Huotian's chest in the blink of an eye.

However, before the sword energy could touch the heaven of the sky, the sword energy suddenly refracted and flew out to stab the sky.

At the same time, Ye Xuan raised his magic sword and a thunder fell from the sky, bombarding the head of the Heavenly Heaven.

Huo Tian raised his right hand high to support the sky, held his five fingers and shouted: "Huo Tian is the great thousand!"

That day, the thunder split into four in an instant, attacking the four people at the corner of the eaves!

Mr. Ying's body was filled with literary spirit, and he offset the attacking thunder. He pointed his right hand and shot out the sword floating on the book.

"Punish Wudao!"

After a loud bang, the formation that surrounded the Huotian was broken, and the entire roof of the Zuixian Tower collapsed in an instant, thick smoke and dust raised, burying all the five figures on the building...

Wars broke out in the capital, but the prison of the Ministry of Justice was unusually quiet. Even a rat cries could not be heard, as if everyone had evaporated out of thin air.

In the second cell of Tianzi, Liu Suiyun noticed something was wrong, stared at Wu Jun with a gloomy face, and slowly said, "When did you get poison?"

Wu Jun said helplessly: "Hotpot, I put the medicine into the hotpot and drifted out with the smell. Anyone who has not eaten the hotpot will be caught."

"The main reason is that I see you staying in the cell so peacefully, and you don't have to worry about how you want to go out. I guess you must have had your people in the cell. I can't tell who the spy is, so I had to make everyone faint, but I didn't expect that you are so resistant and are completely unaffected by this medicine."

While he was talking, Yuanmin stumbled and pushed the door and walked in.

At this time, Yuan Min was in a panic, his hair was messy, his chest was dyed red by a pool of blood, and he came to Wu Jun with a pale face, panting and said, "They arranged for someone to intercept me, and Taoist Master Qianyuan tried his best to save me, and I escaped from the siege and ran back."

Wu Jun helped him to the chair with concern and sat down, took his pulse for him, his face changed a little, his eyebrows were locked together, and he said with a silence, "You are hurt..."

Yuan Min looked at his ugly face and couldn't help but laugh: "Is it helpless? If you don't say it, I can also feel it vaguely. I took the blow from a master in my chest, probably because my heart vein was broken..."

Wu Jun looked at Yuan Min with a sad look on his face: "If you don't treat your injury, you will be cured!"

“???”

Yuan Min jumped up suddenly and glared at Wu Jun and said, "Then you are so sad that you almost scared me to death!"

Facing the fact that a patient was lost, Wu Jun sighed with regret and said in a low mood: "There were three kinds of forces in your body that were entangled together, but now they have been beaten apart by that person. But now there is a new force that has replaced the original three kinds of forces. If I read it correctly, it should be the change caused by your practice of "Cicada Shedding Method".

Yuan Min sighed and said, "Huh, I will never stop you, my ancestors will bless you..."

Looking at Yuan Min's expression after the death of his life, Liu Suiyun, who was beside him, showed a playful smile on his face: "I really don't know if you are lucky or unlucky. I just avoided the pursuit and actually ran back to me!"

As his words came to an end, a huge aura suddenly rose from his body.
Chapter completed!