Uncrowned Evil Emperor

When Luo Ji left, it was precisely when Feng Jueyu had just entered the hinterland of Tianyuan Mountain. Three days later, groups of chariots and horses appeared in the places closest to Zhou Nanjing, and there was no sign in front of the leading caravan. But the accompanying guards at the forefront are indeed rare masters of consciousness transformation.

They came from the southeast road and the northwest waterfront one after another, and entered the hinterland of southern Zhou in different ways. They set foot on the wasteland, then turned to the small road, disappeared into the mountains, and only took the valley and mountain road, and disappeared quietly in the mountains of southern Zhou. Among the mountains.

In fact, the major royal families have placed a lot of eyeliners in every corner of Hongtu Dashi. Such a large-scale merchant convoy is constantly pouring into Zhounan, and it is easy for people to find clues. However, the timing is just right here. With the shocking news coming out of the channel, almost all eyeliners are looking far away into the vast mountains and rivers shrouded in violent storms, so that no one knows that Rulong's convoy entered Zhounan .

The right time, the right place, the right people...

Even Xu Ningzhong felt that the time had come. It seemed that God did not want Wanyue Tiangong to continue to dominate Hongtu Dashi. The Li family's team of more than a hundred teams kept pouring in, but there was no news from all parties.

Mu Xue, Yi Bingyan, and Feng Yixue got busy, receiving these distinguished guests, hiding cart after cart of supplies in the mountains, everything went smoothly.

However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even though Killer Feng made a lot of noise in Tianyuan Mountain, attracting too many eyes and gradually turned to the territory of Wanyue Heavenly Palace as he and Xiang Donghe's escape route gradually turned to the territory of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, he was still caught. Somebody found out.

Inside the Jinlan Gate Hall, Xue Longshi hurriedly walked into the hall, with a gloomy look on his brows, he came to Xu Ningzhong angrily, and asked sharply: "Sect Master Xu, there are rumors that the Li Family of Fuyue City The caravan entered the Zhounan border and lost the news, did Sect Master Xu know about this?"

Xu Ningzhong was discussing matters with the old man Qingchi and Xiao Zetong in the hall, and the three of them looked at each other after hearing this.

They naturally knew about the Li family's caravan entering Southern Zhou, but all of this was done in secret, just to cover Xue Longshi's eyes and ears. They didn't expect to do it so quietly, but Xue Longshi knew about it. The three felt slightly Surprised, but these three people are all mature people, Xu Ningzhong blinked, then asked in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

Xue Longshi snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "Sect Master Xu, now the whole Zhou Nan is under the Sect Master's nose, don't you even know about such a trivial matter?" Feng Jueyu's black hand, Wanyue Tiangong gave him a huge right to speak. During this period of time, Xue Longshi had a faint attitude of fighting against others, so of course he would not take Xu Ningzhong seriously.

Who knows that his question is actually putting himself in a dangerous situation.

Xu Ningzhong didn't receive Feng Jueyu's order, so he didn't want to quarrel with Xue Longshi for the time being, so he said falsely: "If there is such a thing, this sect will definitely investigate and find out. Mr. Qingchi, you should order someone to investigate this matter immediately."

Qing Chi took the lead and waited to go...

However, Xue Longshi saw the height of his eyebrows, snorted and said: "Sect Master Xu, I just checked now, isn't it too late? Xue feels that there are people in Zhounan who are in touch with foreign enemies, so he must first inform Elder Cao Kongzhu about this matter." .”

"Cao Diabolo?" Xu Ningxin said, you don't know that Cao Diabolo has died in the tunnel, and now your master is being hunted down.

Xu Ningzhong smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Xue, don't make such a fuss, I, Zhou Nan, have always been friends with Hongtu Dashi everywhere, and the caravans here are also unimpeded. From my point of view, the Li family must have made a big move, so they may not notify the first entry to the mainland, and they will definitely hand over a letter of worship to clarify this matter."

"That's too late." Xue Longshi raised his eyebrows: "Xu Ningzhong, don't forget, it was Elder Cao who let you sit firmly on the throne of Zhou Nan Lord. Without him, what are you?"

No matter who Xu Ningzhong is, he is also the master of a sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of transformation consciousness, and he is about to go to the Lingxu Realm, and he is pointed at the nose by Shengdan Yizhong, even if he is a mud bodhisattva. Can't help it.

Xu Ningzhong was about to get angry, when suddenly, a blazing sword light came from outside the hall, just like the scorching sun at noon, as strong as fire, with thousands of rays of light, the sword edge suddenly broke into the hall, and a surge of momentum filled the air. Looking at the main hall, Xue Longshi suddenly turned his head, and his pupils were stabbed in extreme pain.

He didn't look at the person's face at all, but felt a cold breath pass through his throat, and the light in front of him disappeared without a trace, and then he saw a tall man in a golden robe standing in front of him, With his back facing him, he was dressed in an incomparably vigorous and natural manner. There was a sword in his hand, with a clear mark of flames branded on the hilt, the third rank of Black Flame...

Afterwards, Xue Longshi's eyes were about to burst, and he felt his neck slipping backwards as if being cut by something. He opened his eyes in disbelief, and saw his back, waist, thighs and ankles. Only then did he realize that his head had been cut off by the mysterious person.

Until his death, Xue Longshi didn't understand why this man wanted to kill himself, how dare he?

No matter how much confusion he had in his heart, Xue Longshi couldn't find the answer, and his fate can only be described as death without peace.

The hall was quickly filled with a strong smell of blood, but the few old people in the hall did not show any surprise expressions. Xu Ningzhong didn't even look at Xue Longshi, and stared at the man in the golden robe who suddenly rushed in , an unnatural look of excitement flashed in his eyes: "Setting Sun? Is there any news about your son?"

The person who killed Xue Longshi was the setting sun. With a dull expression like a root carving that has not changed for thousands of years, he replied in a cold voice: "Long Yan sent the news on behalf of the son. He is on the way to the Wanyue Heavenly Palace. The son There is an order that the [-] Southern Zhou army will be divided into three divisions to occupy Beiwangpo and Fude Mountain, and one of them will rush to the ancient city of Wanyue and join you at the foot of Wanyue Tiangong Mountain."

Excitement flashed across the faces of the three old men in the hall at the same time, Xu Ningzhong came out from behind the table excitedly, and said loudly: "Okay, Qingchi, Brother Xiao, you two, go to the valley to mobilize troops, and go to Wanyue immediately Heavenly Palace."

The setting sun also turned around and said, "Mu Xue and I went to Beiwangpo, and Cheng Youzhi had already assembled a team to wait. Mr. Xiao, your son-in-law is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain. The twenty demons have already arrived. We only have three days. Three days later, the ancient city of Wanyue will meet."

After the setting sun finished speaking, his figure disappeared without a trace, Xiao Zetong got up and fled out of the hall.

On that day, the sky was clear, the wind was clear and the clouds were calm. Zhou Nanjing, who had experienced the riots for several months, finally had a few days of peaceful life. Suddenly, countless warriors emerged. They assembled into three teams in total. One group went to Beiwangpo official road, one group went to Fude Mountain, and the other group was the most majestic with 5000 people directly embarking on the journey to Wanyue Heavenly Palace.

This time, Zhou Nanjing did not intentionally conceal his movements, but went on the road with great fanfare. The good horses, BMWs, and bird chariots all mobilized together, and left Zhou Nanjing with great vigor under the banner of the evil emperor.

The total population of Southern Zhou is only a mere [-], but [-]% of them have the ability to become elite soldiers. This time, Xu Ningzhong came out in full force and personally led the team to the ancient city of Wanyue...

Outside the ancient city of Wanyue, the green grass spreads in the wilderness. When the breeze blows, it is like green waves slowly swaying. Behind a piece of lush green vegetation is the majestic and tall ancient city of Wanyue Tiangong. The streets are well-regulated, and people are still enjoying a rich life as in the past.

Who knows that after one day and one night, a fast horse rushed into the busy city from the gate of the city. The speed was as fast as thunder and lightning. The mountain gate in the city stepped into the belly of the Tiangong mountain, and the Qingqi rode away in a hurry, making people have to guess what happened.

And after a while, the empty Tiangong Mountain was filled with a large number of people.

Luo Jingyin, the Great Elder of Qianhong Mountain, stood in the Tiangong Hall with an extremely dignified expression. He held a letter in his hand, which was sent by Tianyuan Mountain's eyeliner. After hearing the news, he sent people to step up investigation and search, and finally confirmed a It was a shocking event, and now a whole hall of martial artists gathered together, waiting for his instruction, but Luo Jingyin kept silent, as if he was waiting for someone.

After a long while, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall. This person had white beard and hair, and his face was like a child's jade. He was clearly an old man, but he had a childlike appearance. The mole is particularly conspicuous, and its eyes are as fine as fine, slightly moving folds of light, extremely sharp.

The moment the old man appeared, all the elders in the hall fell to the ground, even Luo Jingyin was no exception.

"Jingyin, why did you call me out of the mountain?" The old man squinted his eyes and looked down. There was an irresistible majesty in his eyes. Even if Luo Jingyin looked at them, he didn't dare to look down on him. Instead, he lowered his head respectfully and said: "Elder Hui Yin, the disciples of Shicai's sect sent a message that last night, Fude Mountain and Beiwangpo were aggressively invaded by unknown warriors. Fude Mountain and Beiwangpo, and a large number of martial artists appeared on the south border of Zhou Dynasty. They were all well-equipped and armed with sharp weapons. They had already landed along the river. I am here from Wanyue Heavenly Palace, I ask Elder Yin to make a decision..."