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Chapter 246 It's a bit too much to say that the old man is a lackey.

Great Zhou Imperial Capital.

This huge city with a history of thousands of years has now become a ghostly beast.

In the city, apart from bursts of violent roars, there is no other life.

The whole city was shrouded in gray mist, exuding a cold and frightening atmosphere, which made people feel shuddering from a long distance away.

South of the city.

Hei Mo stood on a hilltop, looking at the entire imperial capital, his brows were furrowed.

"My lord, we have sent a letter from the capital. Tianshi Zhang from Tianshi Mansion and Master Cixin from Fengguo Temple are on their way, and they are expected to arrive in ten days."

The Black Demon sighed and said, "How's the surrounding situation?"

"The 300,000 troops have retreated to Tongyuan City, and the news has already spread. No one should approach the imperial capital again."

After this incident, Da Zhou was completely finished. In one day and one night, nearly [-]% of the people in the imperial capital turned into corpses, no matter whether they were high-ranking officials or ordinary people.

If it weren't for the timely order of the Black Demon, it is estimated that more than half of the Jinyiwei in the imperial capital would have been lost.

"Is there any change in the city?" Hei Mo asked again.

"Not yet, but our people cannot enter it, and the specific situation is not very clear."

Hei Mo nodded slightly, and said: "Arrange a few people to pick up the old Tianshi and the others, and tell them the situation here in detail."

……

The situation of Da Zhou attracted the attention of many people, especially the hermit sect, who were shocked by it.

Although Nine Domains Shenzhou has some insidious techniques or abilities, it is the first time that such a situation of directly swallowing the lives of millions of people has appeared.

To the west of Bayu Mountain.

The source of the Yunshang River.

The green hills are thick and the river is soft.

Two old men in coir raincoats were sitting by the river, each holding a fishing rod and hanging down into the water.

One of them was Ling Yuanzi.

And the other person is his master Xuanfeng Taoist.

"Master, what do you think of the situation in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty?" Ling Yuanzi said softly.

"Hehe, what else can I see?"

Taoist Xuanfeng has a tall and smooth voice, clear eyebrows, and a beard three feet long.

"Da Li will definitely solve it, we don't need to worry about it."

Ling Yuanzi smiled gently, and said, "Master still sees it thoroughly."

"Don't put a high hat on me as a teacher, I understand all your calculations, but Dali is not a hermit sect after all, it's better to have less contact with them." Xuanfeng said humanely.

"Master doesn't like Dali?" Ling Yuanzi asked.

"No, on the contrary, I am very optimistic about Dali as a teacher."

Taoist Xuanfeng looked at the sparkling lake with his sunken eyes, which were extremely deep.

"It's just that you use Dali in such a way, as a teacher, I'm afraid that you will be backlashed by Dali."

Holding the fishing rod, Ling Yuanzi said calmly: "Now Dali is the only one with the strongest strength in the Nine Realms of China. Without relying on their strength, it will be difficult for us to obtain enough receiving orders."

"The alliance with Dali can also be regarded as a good relationship between us in Xunxian Palace."

Taoist Xuanfeng nodded slightly.

"I just hope that this good fate will not turn into a catastrophe for Xunxian Palace."

If anyone knows Dali's real strength best now, it is definitely Ling Yuanzi and Taoist Xuanfeng.

Although Zheng Ming had tried his best to hide Dali's strength, Ling Yuanzi still noticed some of it.

"Li Huang is an ambitious person. He will definitely plot the entire Nine Regions of China, and this disciple wants to help him." Ling Yuanzi said.

"How to help?" Taoist Xuanfeng asked.

"If the disciple fails in the Immortal Palace, he will choose to surrender to Dali and make Xunxian Palace the seventh holy place of Dali." Ling Yuanzi's eyes flashed brightly.

Taoist Xuanfeng nodded slightly when he heard the words, "It's a good choice."

"However, if you want to surrender, you must have sincerity, and let Dali see the sincerity of Xunxian Palace."

"The one who is sincere is the way of heaven, and the one who thinks sincerely is the way of man."

"Don't just think about making some conspiracies and tricks, sometimes you can gain more with sincerity."

Ling Yuanzi couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"It seems that Master is really optimistic about Dali."

Taoist Xuanfeng had a faint smile on his old face.

It doesn't matter whether you are optimistic or not, the important thing is to be able to benefit from it.

Dali's rise is not a bad thing for Xunxiandian, even if Dali unified the entire Nine Regions of China, it doesn't matter to Xunxiandian.

They only pursue the immortal way, they just want to enter the immortal land.

……

In just a few days, many masters appeared around the Great Zhou Emperor Capital, and they all observed the situation in the city.

Among them are many acquaintances of Zheng Ming, such as Shu Ertu, Fei Yi, Mo Gunxin and other hermit sects.

But there is an existence in the sky that no one has thought of.

Among the misty white clouds, a man in a blue gown sat lazily among the white clouds.

Under him, the white cloud was like a limp piece of cloud, which was obviously soft and solid, but carried his body.

The man looked at the imperial capital below with great interest.

"It's really interesting. There are still evil inheritances in such a land of spiritual desolation, but it's a pity that there are too many incomplete ones."

He murmured softly.

It seems that in his eyes, the million corpses below are like a group of ants.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked towards the north.

There was a flash of light in his eyes.

"Interesting, someone actually advanced to the Cave God Realm!"

"Hehe, I'm still an acquaintance!"

"As expected of a person whom this peak lord favors, he was able to make a breakthrough in the land of spiritual desolation."

"I practice the orthodox thunder method, and I have advanced to the cave god realm at the age of a hundred. Tsk tsk, this peak master has found a treasure this time!"

……

north.

Zhang Zhiwei came galloping with hundreds of people on horseback.

Hei Mo was beside him, describing the situation in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Master Zhang, millions of resentful corpses are gathered in the city. If they enter, they will be besieged."

Zhang Zhiwei stopped one mile away from the imperial capital, and looked up at the sky where the dead energy gathered.

That fierce breath made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

"You wait here, the old man goes in first to have a look."

Although he didn't know the specific situation inside, Zhang Zhiwei was confident that he would get out completely.

"Amitabha, old heavenly master, let the poor monk accompany you." Compassionate said.

Zhang Zhiwei looked back at the great monk and nodded slightly.

Subsequently.

The two directly crossed the ten-foot-high city wall and entered the city.

As soon as they stepped into it, many resentful corpses found them, and gathered towards them one by one.

"Don't get entangled with them, let's go to the palace first." Zhang Zhiwei said.

The strength of these resentful corpses is not strong, but there are too many of them.

Moreover, the key to solving this disaster lies in the palace, so there is no need for them to waste time here.

The two jumped onto the roof and flew away on the red bricks and green tiles.

When they climbed the walls of the palace, they were even more surprised by the sight in front of them.

The originally resplendent and resplendent imperial palace now turned into a sea of ​​blood hell.

The dark red blood infected all together, and even the flowers, plants and trees turned into a blood red color.

"Amitabha!" Compassionately, Compassionately chanted softly.

Zhang Zhiwei's face was serious, and his eyes shone with a sharp light.

He was angry.

Such a bloody and terrifying scene was created with the lives of millions of people.

The golden light spread all over his body, and he stepped slowly into the palace.

Compassion followed closely behind, chanting Buddhist scriptures non-stop.

At this time, in the main hall, the Empress Dowager Zhou was still wearing a long red dress, sitting on the dragon chair.

The resentful corpse transformed by the previous Emperor Zhou lay quietly in front of her.

"The Ai family hasn't made a move yet, but you guys came first."

Empress Dowager Zhou's eyes were scarlet, and she looked out the door through the dimly lit hall.

"But it doesn't matter, I just killed you and celebrate your majesty's new life."

"Your Majesty, next time, my concubine will accompany you to conquer Daoyuanzong and the Dali Dynasty in person, okay?"

She leaned down, stretched out her hand and lightly brushed the chest of the previous Emperor Zhou, and a ray of dark red breath penetrated into it.

next moment.

The previous Emperor Zhou opened his eyes, revealing pale pupils.

He opened his mouth and let out a hoarse cry, which seemed to be talking, but also seemed to be screaming meaninglessly.

He stood up from the ground. Although his body was still a little stiff, he was much more flexible than before.

The two walked out of the hall one after the other.

When she stepped out of the main hall, the Empress Dowager Zhou looked up at the gray sun, a strange light flashed in her scarlet eyes.

"The weather today is good, as clear as when I first met His Majesty."

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei and Ci Xin also came to the front of the hall.

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the extremely strange Queen Mother Zhou.

"Little girl, why bother? It has harmed millions of people, and turned into such a person who is neither human nor ghost."

The Empress Dowager Zhou stood on the steps, looking down at the two of them.

"The Ai family knows you, Zhang Zhiwei, the old celestial master of Dali celestial master's residence, and master compassion, the abbot of Fengguo temple."

"Why do you ask the Ai family? Isn't it all forced by you Dali?"

"If your Majesty Li Huang doesn't want to annex Da Zhou, why should the Ai family do so?"

Zhang Zhiwei's face was slightly gloomy, and he said: "It is His Majesty's fault to say so."

The Empress Dowager Zhou laughed suddenly, and the shrill laughter was full of madness and hatred.

"It's your fault. If it wasn't for you, the Ai family would have guarded the Great Zhou inheritance for thousands of years."

"Li Huang deserves to die, and you Li Huang's lackeys also deserve to die."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyelids sank slightly, and he said, "It's a bit too much to say that the old man is a lackey."

"Right or wrong, right or wrong, how can it be summed up in one word."

"You said we were wrong, but is it right for you to persecute the people of Dazhou so wantonly?"

"The Great Zhou Dynasty, which has been passed down for 700 years, has long been corrupted and exhausted. Even without Dali, Great Zhou would perish."

"Thousands of years, ten thousand years, it's just your illusion."

How can the dispute between the dynasties be summed up as right or wrong?

Dali annexed the Great Zhou. To the royal family and dignitaries of the Great Zhou, Dali was indeed a villain, but to the common people of the Great Zhou, Dali should perhaps be the savior.

The so-called right and wrong are just different perspectives and different interests.

The Empress Dowager Zhou smiled disdainfully, and said: "Aijia doesn't want to argue with you about this. To Aijia, you are all damned."

Things have come to this point, it is a bit naive to argue about right and wrong, it is nothing more than winner and loser.

What about a million people?

As long as she wiped out Daoyuanzong and Dali, a new Great Zhou Dynasty could be established.

Her emperor's son is still alive, and Da Zhou has not yet perished.

"Your Majesty, will my concubine fight with you!"

She turned around and flicked the resentful corpse of the previous Emperor Zhou, and the majestic evil spirit instantly condensed.

The wind howled, and the pale eyes of the corpse turned blood red.

next moment.

It turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Cyan hands grabbed Zhang Zhiwei's head like steel.

boom!
It exploded with a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)