Mystery: start a secret pavilion

Liu Xiong's breath was slightly better.

Tianfeng City, a ruined wall.

After enduring the anger of the adults at the ninth level of longevity realm, the normal operation of Tianfang City has been paralyzed.

In the dungeon, Shangguan Qingxuan sensed the situation outside, and his expression was happy.

This is a good opportunity to escape.

Even if the realm fell, Shangguan Qingxuan was still a saint, and the blood flowing in his body was holy blood.

She directly burned the holy blood in her body in exchange for instant strength.

"boom!"

The chains on his body were broken.

At this moment, the saint's breath soared into the sky.

The sanctuary unfolds.

Even if it is a hundred miles away, you can see the huge Dharma image standing in the sky, which is a thousand miles high.

Shangguan Qingxuan's beautiful face was full of coldness.

Like an angry god who wants to destroy all living beings, the breath of everything on the screen sweeps across.

The saint is not to be dishonored!
Shangguan Qingxuan suffered such a great humiliation, and his heart was full of anger.

She was calculating quickly, and finally raised a finger.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sun was dimmed. The sky and the earth seemed to be dragged into the curtain, and everything was silent.

A huge finger light broke through space nodes.

"not good!"

Liu Xiong, who was fighting with Xuanjizi, glanced at the finger light descending from the sky, and his hairs stood on end.

The saint, it was the saint who made the move!

"boom!"

The finger fell on the city, and the defensive formation was half destroyed.

Frost was flying, and the world was silent.

The bodies of Liu Xiong and Xuanjizi froze and exploded into a ball of icy slag. The two souls quickly broke apart, reshaping their flesh and blood.

"Ah, give me death!"

Compared with Liu Xiong's lingering fear, Xuanjizi, who is red-eyed, puts life and death aside.

In the city, Shangguan Kunbao "died" again.

There will be no chance of "resurrection" next time.

Because the surrogate is used up.

……

"Cough cough."

Shangguan Qingxuan's aura quickly withered, and he coughed up blood.

"Master." Chu Bingyun helped Shangguan Qingxuan up.

"Bring the other disciples who are still alive, let's go." Shangguan Qingxuan said.

Burning the holy blood and restoring the strength of the saint for a short time will cost a lot.

Not only did most of the essence of the saint in the holy blood in the body be consumed, but the origin of the saint also cracked a scar.

It's like a fine piece of porcelain, full of cracks, and it will shatter if touched a little.

"Bing Yun, after I die, you will be the next Mistress of the Xuannv Palace, and the burden of the Xuannv Palace will be entrusted to you."

Shangguan Qingxuan deeply felt that his time was running out.

"No, Master, you will definitely be able to survive. Let's leave the Cangyun Empire and find the Master of Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. He might be able to save you." Chu Bingyun said.

Maybe!
Shangguan Qingxuan was not sure in his heart.

This is no longer a simple wound of the saint's origin, but the oil is exhausted, and the master of the Tianji Pavilion is afraid that he will be unable to recover.

"Otherwise, I will get it from the Falling Cloud Pagoda..." Chu Bingyun gritted her teeth.

"No, it's not worth the loss to use such a treasure on a dying person like me."

Shangguan Qingxuan resolutely refused.

……

In Tianji Pavilion.

For some reason, Yun Caiwei felt his eyelids twitch wildly, and his mind was very restless.

"Caiwei, what's wrong with you?" Wu Feng asked with concern.

"I can feel my heart hurting badly." Yun Caiwei said.

Wu Feng frowned.

"System, switch the screen to Cangyun Empire."

Wu Feng thought, and waved his hand.

In the Tianji mirror, the scene of the three Chinese people conspiring with Sima Xiangyuan has already appeared.

Qin Songlin said boldly: "Master Tianji Pavilion, I want to take a look after all. It is you, the national teacher of the Ziyun Empire, and I, the national teacher of the Cangyun Empire."

Wu Feng: "..."

He silently wrote down the small notebook.

Good guy, dare to scold me behind my back.

"System, what realm is this guy?" Wu Feng asked.

[Ding, Qin Songlin, the national teacher of the Cangyun Empire, is too high-level and too far away, so he needs to spend a hundred days to check it. 】

Well, I don't need to check anymore.

This guy is definitely a saint.

system:"……"

It feels that its host seems to have become smarter.

"Master Tianji Pavilion, you detained me in Tianji Pavilion, have you thought about the consequences of doing so?"

Zhang Lin, who had been imprisoned for a long time, was about to explode.

"Bold, dare to speak to seniors like that!"

Ye Feilong, who had just arrived at Tianji Pavilion, was about to report on the situation of the two cities he had just taken over. Seeing this scene, he wanted to show a good performance, so he kicked Zhang Lin to the ground.

"Hmph, wait for me and see how you end up then."

Zhang Lin, who had never been subjected to such a shameful humiliation, felt as if his lungs were going to explode. Thinking that his cultivation had been sealed, he was now a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken, and he could only utter a cruel word.

"Hmph, anyone can say harsh words, isn't he just a prime minister?" Ye Feilong said disdainfully.

"City Lord Ye, Prime Minister Zhang is still the brother-in-law of the emperor of the Cangyun Empire." Wu Feng added.

Omg!

Ye Feilong's legs softened in fright, and he supported the wall to prop up his body.

It's the emperor's brother-in-law, what are you afraid of?
Ye Feilong thought he couldn't lose face, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Hmph! I'm not afraid even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes!"

Looking at Ye Feilong who was cheering him up, Wu Feng smiled and said, "Master Ye, did you also see the picture in the mirror?"

"I saw it."

"Then why don't you hurry up and let His Majesty make preparations early."

"Yes."

Ye Feilong left in a hurry.

Just when Ye Feilong went to Ziyun Imperial City to meet Ye Tianlong, people from the border of Ziyun Empire had already quietly arrived to meet Ye Yunfei.

"Second prince, I hope you can think about this matter."

People without factions are persuasive and persuasive.

Ye Yunfei was pacing back and forth.

It is too risky to cooperate with the Cangyun Empire internally and externally to fight back.

In this battle for the throne, Ye Yuntian completely lost, and he also fell into a passive position.

If the matter is brought to light, he will have no way out.

"Second Prince, I think this is feasible."

Mu Qingyan said at this time: "Our current situation is very passive. If we go on like this, we will only be eaten away by Ye Ziyun step by step, and we will have no soldiers. Why don't we give it a go."

"How did your majesty come to the position back then, you can do it, the second prince." Mu Qingyan suddenly knelt down on the ground, and said firmly, "In my mind, the second prince is the most suitable for this throne."

"No matter what situation you face, I will unswervingly support you!"

"it is good!"

Ye Yunfei made up his mind completely, and immediately waved his hand: "Let all the generals outside the camp come in and have a talk."

This faceless person showed a hint of a smile.

The plan was achieved.

Next is their three major sects, taking advantage of Ye Tianlong's internal and external attack, to give the final fatal blow.

He didn't believe it, so what if the Ziyun royal family had a saint at the ninth level of the realm?
So what if the owner of Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets can pinch and count?

With the power of the three major sects and the Cangyun Empire combined, unless it is a saint king, no matter how many saints come, it will be a dead end.