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for a period of time, his strength increased greatly, and the sixth level of the golden bell cover was already the entry point. Among the dark gold flashes, there was a dull bang, bricks and stones flew across the wall, and there were more stones on the wall. A human-shaped hole.

Hmph, you keep the gate, I walk the wall

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But this style of painting is a bit wrong. It seems that Meng Qi, a humanoid tank, flashed into the “Ziji Pavilion”. When he picked up his toes, a stone flew up and was about to hit the dragon bed, forcing the old emperor to “act” to confirm him. situation, and then he can get away before the four master goalkeepers can react.

The stone flew out, and it was about to fall on the dragon bed, hitting the old emperor who was sleeping in the shadows. Suddenly, a hand as white as jade, with a magical brilliance stretched out, and flipped the small stone away.

A middle-aged scholar in brocade clothes and jade robes walked out from behind the screen beside the dragon bed with a smile. He was handsome and unrestrained, with two templesGray and white, with an indescribable evil charm.

“Evil Monarch” Meng Qi stretched out his sword and squinted his eyes. He actually appeared here. I had expected a trap and an enemy, but never expected that the enemy would be him

Xie Jun Guan Ying looked at his right hand with a smile on his mouth, as if everything was in his hands, and he could use it freely, but Meng Qi felt an indescribable fear, and the fighting spirit suddenly arose in his heart. , in harmony with the surrounding environment.

Under this kind of confrontation of energy, Meng Qi didn’t dare to escape at will. When the time comes, the energy will be combined, and the evil king will surely receive a peak blow, but because of running away, he can’t exert 50% of his strength.

After part of the spirit was attached to the sword, Meng Qi only felt that they had become an extension of his body. With the help of them, his mind reflected the blurred situation nearby, and he could vaguely grasp the true energy of the evil king.

The four masters at the door were unaware of the situation inside.

It turned out that they had been restrained by the evil monarch, and they were restrained without any movement. The Seal of Immortality was terrifying, and the evil monarch was also terrifying. Meng Qi looked at the evil monarch without any timidity.

It gradually became quiet outside, and the guards didn’t realize that two people had already sneaked into the emperor’s bedroom.

“The old ghost pretended to be dead and laid out a huge conspiracy, but he miscalculated people’s hearts and self-defeating, so he really died.” Xie Jun turned his head and pointed at the old emperor on the bed, as if he was chatting with Meng Qi, showing a leisurely guru demeanor .

Don’t you know that most of the villains die because of talking too much? Meng Qi slandered, staring at the dragon bed, he saw the old emperor’s face was pale, his skin was swollen, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Since the “conspiracy” was safe for the time being, Meng Qi also wanted to find out about it.

Xie Jun said with a leisurely smile: “Although the old ghost is inattentive to actual combat, at least there is no shortage of resources and cheats. He is not big or small, and he can be regarded as a master. How could he be so easy to suffer from a stroke?”

This is what it should mean. The emperor of this kind of martial arts world does not necessarily have to be powerful in martial arts, but at least he should have a certain amount of strength, not to mention the need to prevent accidents and assassinations, just to strengthen his body and prolong his life with obvious effects , making it difficult for the emperor to refuse the temptation to practice martial arts, Meng Qi was not surprised by this.

“So he pretended to be unconscious?” Meng Qi asked in a deep voice.

Xiejun shook his head: “No, the old ghost is old, but he hasn’t enjoyed enough. He always wants to prolong his life and strengthen his body. At the beginning of this peace talk, the young master of the Jiang clan has fled to the capital and found Wang Derang took refuge in the old ghost and told him the last whereabouts of the Holy One.”

“He got the relic of the Holy One, a strange spar condensed from the method of reversing the essence of the Holy Gate and the way of Buddhist relics, but because he was eager to absorb it to improve his strength, strengthen his body, and delay aging, he couldn’t bear it for a while. Stop, and then passed out.”

“The young master of the Jiang family found the right minister long before Lu Shuai entered the capital.” Meng Qi was a little surprised by the news, so what happened to the right minister’s search gesture remains to be continued. .

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