?Hate can make a person lose his mind. In a moment, nearly one-third of the soldiers left, and a total of 20,000 soldiers left under Zuo Chan'er's leadership.

A large number of generals gathered, and the leaders were Jiannan and Wuchen, who had just shown their strength in the Immortal Academy.

Thousands of years have tempered them, and their minds and magic power have been greatly improved. The big waves have washed away the sand, and what has been washed away is the gravel, leaving behind real gold.

The storied figures of the Immortal Cultivation Academy back then, and now the peak powerhouse. The two of them have reached the forefront of the Mad Sword and reached the point of killing three.

Guiguzi once said that the two of them had the ability to prove the truth. As long as they were given enough time, it was definitely not a dream to turn into an immortal.

"People, why do you want to let them go?" Wu Chen spoke.

"I don't want to take action in the General Secretary's Court." Shui Mengyao said lightly.

Wuchen and Jiannan's faces changed slightly. They just wanted to intercept, but Shui Mengyao undoubtedly walked in front of them - she actually wanted to kill them.

"Is this a bit inappropriate?" Jiannan was a little uneasy. Shui Mengyao was the wife of the Pavilion Master, but so was Zuo Chan'er. If Guo Ming knew that they were dealing with Zuo Chan'er, God knew what kind of anger he would get?

"It was, but it's not now." Shui Mengyao sighed, "Even if a person proves the truth, his temperament will never change so much. No one knows how many succubus there are. Maybe he will sneak into the prime minister early."

Not only did the two of them change their faces, but even Tang Yiyi was the same.

She held the sword of time in her hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, why don't you expose her?"

"Ziwei has not succeeded in chasing the succubus for so long, and finally she had to send Fengyun to help. In your opinion, if Zuo Chan'er was possessed by the succubus, who could handle it?" Shui Mengyao said softly, "Besides, Zuo Chan'er's magic skills have long been not weak. If the two are combined, the increased strength will definitely not be as simple as one plus one."

"But we can do our best to exert our foundation! I don't believe that she can go against the will of heaven?" Tang Yiyi said unconvincedly.

"If the foundation of a large clan is known to the world, then they are not far from extermination. The foundation means a trump card. You can open a card to intimidate everyone, but you can't open all the trump cards." Shui Mengyao shook her head.

"What should we do now?" Tang Yiyi asked.

"Wait, wait for the moment when the wind and clouds arrive." Shui Mengyao let out a sigh of relief, as if she wanted to exhale all the aggrievance in her heart.

"Fengyun has the Evil Breaking Sword, but the time soldier in my hand is not weak!"

"I want to be foolproof, and I can't see clearly behind this. Maybe this is a plan against the General Secretary, and I can't let you take risks." Shui Mengyao closed her eyes tiredly. This situation was so complicated that she was a little powerless.

This is a world where strength is respected. She is full of knowledge, but no one in this world will tell you the Five Principles, nor will she tell you the Six Constant Virtues.

"Peace Lord, one-third of the monks of the General Prime Minister's Pavilion have left. Now there are only 40,000 monks of the General Prime Minister's Pavilion, and they are almost dead in name only." Jiannan said sadly.

"With me here, the generals and ministers will not die. Pain is temporary. As long as we firmly believe in our beliefs, we can move forward." Shui Mengyao's voice was very low, but everyone clearly heard the unparalleled firmness from it. It was a kind of ethics and persistence.

As they were talking, bursts of exclamations came from outside. The purple unicorn armor was covered with blood, the dragon robe was a little broken, and there were several scars on his face, but it was still difficult to conceal the charm of Ziwei. Beside him was a low-key Fengyun, with an ancient sword in his hand, and the fierce murderous aura shook Wanyu and rolled in.

"It's finally here." Shui Mengyao stood up with a smile on her face.

The two were preparing to report when suddenly a ray of light broke the light and flew straight towards Ziwei.

Ziwei reached out to catch it, but was stunned at first, then crushed it, and a ray of mental fluctuation entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Fengyun, go." Ziwei turned around and said extremely solemnly.

"What to do?" Fengyun asked.

"kill."

...

Twenty thousand monks in starry armor set off from the General Pavilion in a mighty manner, without any cover along the way, heading straight towards Jiuyou.

Many monks were shocked by this fierce momentum. They originally thought that these monks wanted to start a war, but soon they discovered that the place they were going was Jiuyou.

A violent news quickly spread throughout the heavens and the worlds, and the General Pavilion actually sent troops to Jiuyou until Huangquan.

"No, did the head of the Prime Minister's Pavilion be kicked by a donkey? He actually made such a decision."

"Where is the Nine Netherlands, the order rules there are all stipulated by the Lord of Nine Netherlands. Going deep into Nine Netherlands is equivalent to actively entering his world. Not to mention them, even the Three Emperors may not dare to enter it so easily."

"Twenty thousand elites! After so many battles, I wonder how many monks there are still?"

"The Generals and Prime Ministers are gamblers. If they successfully destroy the Lord of Nine Nethers, then they can lay the foundation for all generations."

"Destroy the Lord of Nine Nethers? This child is beyond salvation."

Twenty thousand monks, murderous intent soared into the sky. When the past monks saw this group of soldiers, they hurriedly gave way. When they saw clearly that the girl in the leading position was a master of enlightenment, they became even more afraid.

A figure in front of him sat cross-legged, and the light of stars shone on him, making him look like a god.

Many monks were filled with anger. Who didn’t show fear to them and block the way? Who is impatient to live?

But when they saw clearly who was blocking the road, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

Zuo Chan'er said with a cold expression: "Ziwei, what are you doing to block our way?"

"Save them." Ziwei pointed at the 20,000 elite soldiers behind her and said lightly.

"Save? Can you save the dead tribe members? Or can you save their lonely souls?" Zuo Chan'er asked three times in a row, leaving Ziwei speechless.

"Such Demon, do you think you can deceive everyone in the world?" Ziwei suddenly shouted, and the magical eyes on his eyebrows opened wide and shone directly on Zuo Chan'er's body.

A hint of panic appeared in Zuo Chan'er's eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

The magical powers and magic light did not have any effect, but Ziwei already knew her answer.

"Leave my little mother's body, I can spare your life." Ziwei said in a cold voice.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Ziwei, if you understand your identity, if you dare to disobey me, you will disobey your father. You are very disrespectful.

"It's a pity that you are not worthy." Ziwei sneered, "The net of heaven and earth has been laid here, and you can't escape."

"Why find such a high-sounding reason? Ziwei will see how you explain to your father?" Zuo Chan'er restrained the chill on her face and became a little sad.

"I asked myself that I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, but I didn't expect you to deal with me in the end. Forget it, forgot, since you want to kill me, you can take my life!" Zuo Chan'er took a few steps forward and said word by word.

Ziwei's eyes showed a look of confusion. Shui Mengyao could have made a mistake, right? But she wasn't she confused just now?

Can she really take her home as if she was dead?

Ziwei hesitated.

"Ziwei, you are not allowed to hurt Sister Chan'er." Zhuo Ting stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, no harm to the Pavilion Master's wife."

"No, no."

...

At this moment, it can be said that Zuo Chan'er is their spiritual belief. Now seeing her begging for death alone, the kindness hidden in her heart is aroused.

Twenty thousand elite troops protected Zuo Chan'er and spontaneously formed dozens of huge formations.

Zuo Chan'er looked at everyone gratefully, then pushed everyone away, walked forward firmly, and said calmly: "My life was saved by your father back then. Now if you want it, I will give it to you."

"Why give it to him? What qualifications do he have?" a middle-aged man said angrily.

Ziwei was also furious. Damn, there are people in the General Pavilion who openly sang against him. Don’t they know that they are the young master?

When he saw the middle-aged man, his eyes froze and he swallowed his breath secretly.

There is no way, this middle-aged daughter was ruined by herself, and now she has proved herself and dumped her. As her father, it would be strange if she is not angry.

"What is his ability to bathe in Guo Ming's glory?"

"That's right, if it weren't for the strong bloodline, he might not be as strong as me."

What these two people said was a bit too much. The strong bloodline can greatly reduce the speed of cultivation. However, it is impossible to reach Ziwei if you don’t go through the battle of life and death. Besides, it may not be necessary for a strong guy to reach the pitiful Emperor. Even with such cultivation, you dare to challenge yourself?

Is this society becoming too fast or is it that it has separated itself from this era?

"Thank you for your kindness, but this is my own business." Zuo Chan'er expressed his gratitude to everyone, then took steps and walked towards Ziwei.

Ziwei was stunned. He was really confused now. He couldn't tell whether the other party was a succubus?

And at the moment when he was lost, a red light rose from Zuo Chan'er's eyes, and the strong crisis made Ziwei warn her.

Without thinking, Ziwei instinctively took action, and two terrifying handprints hit Zuo Chan'er heavily.

Zuo Chan'er fell into the air like a falling kite, coughing up blood in big mouthfuls.

The soldiers stepped forward and hurriedly observed Zuo Chan'er's injuries.

"You really can do it, you have to know that she is your little girl."

"Shameless, I didn't expect you to really take action."

"Haha, is this the Emperor of Eternal Eternal? It's really amazing!"

Listening to the sarcastic words of everyone, Ziwei looked at her palm blankly, with a hint of astonishment in her eyes.

"Why did she stop suddenly? Could it be that her intuition is wrong?"

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