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Sudden.

A look of determination flashed across Zhao Xingsong's eyes. He waved his hand and took out a letter from his sleeve that was a little bit of the imperial edict with a hint of time. He said softly:
"Forget it, forget it. I'd better be a filial son once again."

At this point, Zhao Xingsong turned his head, looked deeply at Zhu Qizhen, and said:
"I came here today to save your lives because my father specifically instructed me to do so before he died."

"However, with the passage of time and the changes of the world, I am no longer the prince who only obeyed my father's orders."

"It is not worth it to risk my life and the survival of the Song Dynasty to save you two."

"But... alas, it is difficult to disobey my father's orders. I have failed the Song Dynasty in the end."

At the end of his words, the imperial edict in Zhao Xingsong's hand turned into ashes, and Zhao Xingsong's aura also soared.

"Rumble"

The pressure from the quasi-saint realm soared into the sky, changing the color of heaven and earth!

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation, which had already been riddled with holes, was instantly destroyed.

The World-Destroying Grinder burst into a brilliant light with just a slight wave.

"bang bang bang"

Among the Lan family members who were besieging several people, thousands of them turned into blood mist!
Seeing this scene, the great elder of the Lan family screamed:

"Zhao Xingsong, are you crazy?!"

"Someone come quickly, wake up the ancestor!!!"

The ancestor he mentioned was one of the thirty-three emperors of the Immortal Mountain, Lan Zhong, and also the pillar of their Lan family!
Zhao Xingsong quietly sensed the surging cultivation level in his body, and also, every time he was about to break through, he would feel a sense of crisis that came from nowhere.

His pupils were stained with a deep, indelible blood color.

He raised the World-Destroying Mill and slaughtered the Lan family members around him with ease.

"Hahaha"

"So this is the Quasi-Saint realm. As expected, if you don't reach the Quasi-Saint realm, you will end up being an ant."

"Emperor Yingzong, please leave immediately."

"As for you rebels from the Immortal Mountain, run away as much as you can, hahahaha!"

The head of the Lan family is the person with the highest cultivation level in the Lan family except for the ancestor, and he withstood the force of Zhao Xingsong's attack.

After retreating several thousand meters, with half of his body shattered, he shouted:

"Everyone, we are thirty-three tribes, and we are all of the same blood. Isn't it inappropriate for you to just watch the fun like this?"

"If you don't attack together, after Zhao Xingsong has slaughtered my entire Lan family, you will be the next ones to be killed!!"

at the same time.

The head of the Chang family, who had been watching the excitement for a while, launched a surprise attack and restrained Chang Yuchun, the King of Kaiping, whose cultivation level was beginning to decline, in place.

After sending him and Lan Yu, who was trapped by the head of the Lan family, far away from the battlefield, he went to meet Zhao Xingsong with the elders and said:
"Everyone, this Zhao Xingsong is courting death. He dared to risk the world's disapproval and break through to the Quasi-Sage realm."

"As long as we can trap him in the Immortal Mountain, he will not be able to escape death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the heads of the Xu family, the Li family, and other families in the Immortal Mountain looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

"Boom boom boom"

After the heads of the thirty-three clans attacked together, even someone as strong as Zhao Xingsong could not launch the offensive as before.

On the contrary, there was a tendency to fall into a disadvantage.

However, as Zhao Xingsong became more familiar with the power of the quasi-saint realm, he regained the upper hand.

far away.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen was watching Zhao Xingsong, who was killing people everywhere and dyeing his dragon robe red.

Suddenly he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized:
"Okay, I just figured it out. It turns out that Xing Song, this brat, has been pretending since the beginning and has never made up his mind."

"It was not until he took out the imperial edict just now that he really made up his mind to save our lives by dying."

Zhu Xiongying, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, used the power of the space law to break through the blockade and break the space. He said casually: "Qi Zhen, didn't you hear it just now? Xing Song is not only the son of Wanyan Gou, but also the ancestor of the Song Dynasty."

"How could you so easily forget about the people of the Song Dynasty just to save our lives?"

"I owe you a huge favor."

Emperor Yingzong Zhu Qizhen of the Ming Dynasty thought of the current predicament, his face turned bitter, and he said helplessly:
"As for favors, once they are owed, they are owed. More debts are better than more burdens."

"But...how are we supposed to escape?"

As he spoke, Zhu Qizhen pointed around. The battlefield was so brutal that just one afterwave could kill them dozens of times. He fell into confusion.

Why doesn't Zhao Xingsong, this brat, send them off to the west? Why not just send them off from the Immortal Mountain?

Relying on the means of the two of them alone... well, they can't make any progress.

at the same time.

After Lan Yu woke up from the endless memories, he found that he had been bound since he didn't know when.

Next to him was his pale and listless brother-in-law, Prince of Kaiping Chang Yuchun, who said in confusion:
"Brother-in-law, what happened?"

"Where is the Crown Prince? How is he? Did he escape back to Ming?"

Kaiping King Chang Yuchun was unable to move and could only say unhappily:

"What are you thinking? This time, His Royal Highness will most likely... Alas, it's all our fault."

"If we can threaten them with death, perhaps the descendants of the Lan and Chang families will give our two ancestors a little face and let His Royal Highness leave safely."

"Unfortunately, we are all trapped."

The great general Lan Yu tried to struggle, but found that the secret technique that bound his Taoist body was extremely restraining him.

He was unable to perform any magical powers or secret techniques, and sighed:

"Brother-in-law, this time it's my fault. Even if I die a thousand times, it will not be enough to atone for my sin."

"But, wow, wow, wow, I never expected that this future time and space would be the Ming Dynasty more than a thousand years later."

"Emperors and ministers from generation to generation would disappear silently as soon as they broke through to the Quasi-Sage Realm. It's really strange."

"Also, among the later emperors of the Ming Dynasty, there are indeed a few ruthless people who are willing to get rid of the loyal Lan family."

"Lan Zhong did nothing wrong! He surrendered even when a knife was on his neck. He is not worthy of being my descendant!"

Upon hearing this, Prince Chang Yuchun of Kaiping reprimanded:

"Lan Yu, shut up!!"

"Don't forget, you are the great general of the Ming Dynasty!"

Lan Yu said disdainfully:
"Humph, what's wrong with the General of Conquest? I am loyal to the Emperor, Your Majesty is right, but this future time and space has been more than a thousand years in the past."

"Besides, it was the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty that betrayed the Lan family, not the Lan family that betrayed the Ming Dynasty first."

"Even if the emperor is in front of me, I dare to say this!"

"clap clap"

Sudden.

Between heaven and earth, everything is quiet!
The pressure from the Half-Step Quasi-Saint realm swept over!

A child dressed in green, who looked to be only seven or eight years old, appeared beside Lan Yu.

His eyes were extremely deep, as if he had been through the baptism of time, and his voice was extremely old. He said:

"The old ancestor was right. It was the Zhu family that let the Lan family down."

"After I have subdued these ants, I will come to pay my respects to my ancestors."

(End of this chapter)