I am a hereditary jailer, start to suppress the eldest princess

"Trash!" Emperor Huiwen scolded sullenly.

I thought that Shen Yulu could resist one or two, but I didn't expect that such rubbish and so many people would be taken down in an instant. It seems that the people of the Protoss can't count on it.

Following Jian Twelve's frenzied attack, the left and right prime ministers and the patriarchs in the palace tried their best to protect him, for fear of any accident.

Even if Emperor Huiwen wanted to be distracted by the berserk sword energy, he couldn't do it right now.

He was also afraid that the sword energy of Jian Twelve would fall in the next second and chop him with a sword.

If that's the case, then the big week is really over.

After taking down the god rain and dew.

With indifferent eyes, Xiao Ran looked at these strong men who had been invited, "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

Controlling the innate fire spirit array, mobilizing all the flame dragons to kill them.

Two thousand five hundred real flame dragons roared and rolled, with destructive power, rampaging among them, smashing their magical powers forcefully, and blasting and killing these people.

Less than 1 minutes.

The battle was over, only the God Killing Guard and Nether Guard remained.

Seemingly aware of the indifferent gaze from Li Ran, these strong men in the palace panicked subconsciously.

If it was before the battle started, they wouldn't even frown, let alone be afraid.

but now.

Even Eunuch Wen and the others were dead. Shen Yulu and the others, as well as the strong men who had been invited, were almost all wiped out. Even if they were beaten by iron, everyone was afraid, but they wanted to retreat if there was any possibility.

This layer of skin on Naihe's body does not allow this. Once they really retreat, Emperor Huiwen will retaliate afterwards, and there will be no good fruit for them.

"It's time to end!" Xiao Ran was murderous.

Fighting till now, his eyes were red.

Controlling [-] real flame dragons, they killed them even more fiercely.

"Fight him!" a strong man from the God Killing Guard roared.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, he stepped down a little, and drove a ray of escape light, and rushed up directly.

At this moment, all the scruples were thrown away by him, and there was only one thought in his mind, that was to kill Xiao Ran, and he wrestled his hands together, with a grim expression on his face: "Explode!"

As his voice fell, the whole person blew himself up!

A huge mushroom cloud rose up, turned into a powerful force, and rushed towards the surrounding flame dragons.

Although it is a drop in the bucket, it blocks a little bit of power.

For the rest of the people, this scene was like seeing hope in a desperate situation.

They are not afraid of death. If they were afraid of death, they would not be able to pass through layers of screening and climb to their current position.

But it is meaningless to be afraid of death, not even touching the corner of the enemy's clothes.

Seeing someone blew himself up, he imitated the example, rushed up one after another, and blew himself up directly!

Boom boom boom...

Thousands of strong men blew themselves up together, and the resulting mushroom cloud was fused together. It was really too powerful, and its power was not much worse than that of the innate formation.

Click!

Under their self-explosion, the innate fire spirit formation could no longer hold on, mainly because too many fire spirit stones had been consumed to kill Wen Gonggong and others before.

Under their impact, the fire spirit stone has almost been consumed.

The remaining strength is not enough to support it at all.

Click!

With the sound of a crisp shattering sound, the innate fire spirit formation shattered, and together with the mushroom cloud formed by these people's self-detonation, they clashed and evolved into a world-destroying air wave, sweeping towards all directions.

The super large formation of the palace was destroyed in an instant.

Seeing that this huge wave of air is about to rush out, the entire capital will become a dead place, even the imperial palace. Unless there is the protection of the ancestors, it may be able to escape, but the rest of the place will all suffer.

Everything that Zhou Guo had worked so hard to prepare for these years had to evaporate.

This movement was really too big, so big that it attracted everyone's attention.

Whether it is the strong inside or outside the palace, subconsciously raised their heads, looking at this wave of destructive energy, wanting to see what the royal family will use to resist it.

Emperor Huiwen's face was very ugly, and the people who killed the God Guard and the Nether Guard blew themselves up, so he couldn't comment!

They all blew themselves up to protect the palace, and strictly speaking, they had a huge contribution.

It also broke the innate formation and won them a chance.

But this world-destroying air wave is really terrifying, unless you use your trump card, you really can't resist it.

But those hole cards are reserved for dealing with Xia Guo.

If it is used at this time, what will he use to resist the war with Xia Guo?

Even if the killing is decisive, at this critical moment, it is rare to hesitate.

The world-destroying air wave will not stop because of his hesitation.

Looking at this wave of air, Emperor Huiwen's heart was bleeding, but he understood that no matter what, he could not let this wave of destructive air rush out. , would be a devastating blow.

Maybe there will be rebellions in some places, and even turned into demons and ghosts, wanting to bite off a piece of flesh and blood from their wounds.

The palms were tightly held together, the nails just penetrated into the flesh and blood, looking in the direction of the forbidden area, bowed and bowed: "I implore the ancestor to take action!"

The voice was not loud, but with the blessing of Zhou Guo's luck, it spread to every corner of the capital.

over nine days.

Xiao Ran was taken aback for a moment, although he guessed that the royal family still had hidden powers, he never expected that after the battle, so many people died, there were actually hidden strong men in the palace.

I do not know how it is!

As Emperor Huiwen's voice fell, a palpitating aura rose from the depths of the forbidden area.

Time and space stand still at this moment, and heaven and earth surrender to it, as if welcoming the arrival of the supreme king.

Xiao Ran's complexion changed, he felt the threat from it, and hurriedly shouted: "Quickly retreat!"

Regardless of keeping it any longer, he mobilized the time domain and roared: "Everything is still!"

The terrifying power of time suppressed the sky above the palace.

Suppress this terrifying aura for a short time, and then use the power of space to coordinate with the distance, step forward, and appear beside Jian Twelve, "Let's go!"

Take him and leave directly through the air.

He has not forgotten Nether Prison and Sword Immortal Holy Land, including those demons and ghosts.

Before leaving, give them another hand, flex your fingers, forcefully open a space passage with the power of the space domain, and shout at them: "Leave quickly!"

"Hurry up!" Qu Bo'an desperately reminded.

He rushed in with Luo Qiping first, and the other people around him were not slow, and followed closely behind, entering the space-time channel.

In less than three breaths, everyone has retreated.

"Explosion!" Xiao Ran shot again.

With the power of time and space, blow up all the time and space above the palace, completely erasing traces, even if the opponent wants to chase him down, he can't do it.

Chapter 4 and Four of the Mythological Realm Ten Layers!

After doing all this, without looking at the chaos in the palace, he shuttled through the space with Jian Twelve at a very fast speed, surpassing everything, and completely disappeared within a few flashes.

They all left.

But under this trick, many people suffered, and even some strong people were swallowed up.

When the ancestor in the palace broke through the suppression of time, the power of space happened to kill him.

Looking at this scene, his heart was bleeding, he used the power of law, and roared: "Transfer!"

Violently opened a gate above the palace, and used great supernatural powers to transfer all the destructive storms, air waves, etc. inside.

Even though he is at the tenth level of the Mythical Realm and stands on the ceiling of force in the Illusory Continent, he still can't bear it.

The congenital fire spirit array, thousands of strong people who blew themselves up, these people's cultivation bases are not weak, coupled with the power of time and space, it is like a pot of hodgepodge, mixed together.

He also paid a big price for transferring this world-destructive power.

Wait until this destructive air wave completely disappears.

Puff!

With a sweet heart, he spat out a bloody arrow, staggered, and almost fell from the nine heavens. Fortunately, Prime Minister Zuo supported him at a critical moment, so he did not avoid the end of the shot.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the direction of time and space coldly, "Didn't the ten supreme powers disappear? Why do they still appear? The law of chaos is fine, why even the heaven-defying supreme powers of time and space appear? ?”

"Are we still going to chase?" Prime Minister Zuo asked.

His law was taken away during the last battle, and this time several people besieged Sword Twelve, but they still couldn't take him down, even if Emperor Huiwen was to be protected, which shows how serious his loss of combat power is.

The ancestor shook his head: "If there is no power of space, maybe we can still catch them, but among them, some people have mastered the power of time and space at the same time. With their means, all traces have been erased, even if the police station Some strong men go after them, but they still can’t catch up.”

"Damn it!" Prime Minister Zuo cursed angrily, clenching his fists tightly.

"Go down!" the ancestor said.

No matter how unwilling Prime Minister Zuo was, he could only help him down at this moment.

With a flash of light, it stopped in front of Emperor Huiwen.

Looking at the half-returned palace, the blood on the ground was not yet dry, Emperor Huiwen had a gloomy face, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that the capital was not destroyed, otherwise, their loss would be even greater.

Turning around, he walked quickly to the face of the ancestor.

Looking at the ancestor, his hair has turned gray, which means that there is not much life left, and now he is forcibly protecting the palace, protecting the people and inheritance of the royal family, injured again, his face is heartbroken, and he grabbed his hand: "Old ancestor Are you OK?"

He has no name and has existed for too long.

The name has long been forgotten with the passage of time, even Emperor Huiwen didn't know, every time he respectfully called him Patriarch!

Simultaneously.

He is also Zhou Guo's Ding Haishenzhen, as long as he is there, no matter what happens, Zhou Guo's inheritance can continue forever.

"It's still the same." With the presence of outsiders, the ancestor didn't say much.

"Take care of the matter here, come and see me later."

"Yes." Emperor Huiwen agreed.

Someone helped him to the forbidden area, and he started to clean up the aftermath and deal with the mess.

The capital is two hundred miles away.

Above a river, the space was broken and collapsed in a large area, and a large number of people were seen rushing out of it.

These are Nether Prison, Holy Land of Sword Immortals, and demons and ghosts.

One by one looked at each other with suspicious faces, looking at each other and trying to read the answer from each other's faces.

This time, I was really shocked. Who is it that can display the supreme supernatural power, transfer all of them in an instant, and even completely erase the traces, making them impossible to chase.

At last.

Everyone's eyes fell on the prisoner of Nether Prison, after all, he was the initiator of this operation.

The eyes that met them.

The prison master smiled bitterly: "Don't ask me, this prison master doesn't know either!"

"I really don't know?" The Holy Master of the Sword Immortal Holy Land didn't believe it.

"Hmm." The Prisoner nodded.

After pondering for a while, he said: "But I can guess a little bit."

"Say it!" Holy Master urged.

"The person who shot in the dark should be a helper invited by one of us, and he will help at a critical time! The prison master can't guess who it is."

"..." Everyone was speechless.