Chapter Twelve: The Last Battle of Xizhou in the Underworld

"It's him? It's him!" Gu Zheng said with a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Who is it?" Jun Tianxia asked suspiciously.

Gu Zhengyi's expression changed for a while, and finally he smiled wryly: "A character in Xiaoqianshishi, his entire clan was exterminated back then, but it was a pity that he was let go. He thought he was killed by Zhong Shan, but unexpectedly, he was buried in Daqianshijie with his anonymity!"

From the Six Small Thousand Worlds? "Jun Tianxia frowned.

"A top strategist who is as famous as Yi Yan, Shui Jing, and Xiao Wang!" Gu Zhengyi said in a deep voice.

The three sages were silent for a while, and at the same time they all trembled. Are Yi Yan, Shui Jing, and Xiao Wang the same as this Wang Jingwen? Wang Jingwen was already so terrifying, how many people did Da Qiao still have?

"Emperor, do you want us to assassinate Wang Jingwen?" A saint asked with a strange expression.

Saint, to be an assassin? In the past, no one believed it at all, but now Dayong has reached the most critical moment. All the saints also let go of their pride.

"It's late!" Jun Tianxia shook his head and sighed.

"Mother?"

"At the beginning of the war, it is possible to assassinate Wang Jingwen as a saint, but now, there are dozens of ancestors around Wang Jingwen. Saints are stronger than the number of ancestors? Besides, deputy commander Wang Ku and Mr. Corpse, do you think they are afraid of saints?" Jun Tianxia said with a wry smile.

"Besides, Wang Jingwen is so shrewd, didn't he consider his own safety?" Jun Tianxia shook his head.

"How bright is that?" Another saint said anxiously.

Gu Zheng felt depressed for a while.

"There is another way, but it needs a chance!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Jun Tianxia together.

"Urban Palace, Fengshui formation!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.

"Eh? That Fengshui formation that was set up fifty years ago? Used to deal with Wang Jingwen?" A saint asked.

"No, use it against Zhongshan!" Jun Tianxia said in a deep voice.

"Zhong Shan?"

"That's why chance is needed! I, Dayong, belong to the heavenly court, not the holy court, so Zhong Shan is likely to come in person, and "king to king" with the emperor of heaven. duel. "Jun Tianxia said.

"That's right, as long as Zhong Shan dies, no matter how powerful the love is, it will fall apart!" A saint said with his eyes brightened.

Jun Tianxia shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "The Great Love collapsed? Impossible, even if Zhong Shan died in the underworld, there is still the Yang world. The Great Love will not collapse!"

"Eh? Then what's the use of killing Zhong Shan?" the saint frowned before.

"Let the underworld be chaotic for a while, and what we need now is to delay until Gu Eternal exits!" Jun Tianxia said with a wry smile.

The two saints were silent for a while!

The defeat at this moment did make Dayong feel a sense of humiliation that he had never experienced before. The humiliation dragged on for a while, just to bow down to Gu Yongheng?

"Heavenly Emperor, this is the only way, I should inform Gu Xuanji?" Jun Tianxia said.

Gu Zheng looked at Jun Tianxia and nodded dejectedly.

"Go down first, I want to be alone!" Gu Zheng sighed.

"yes!"

The three saints exited the study. Gu Zhengyi sat on the dragon chair, looking at the roof beams.

My name is "Fan Yipin." I'm here for revenge!

My name is "Fan Yipin." I'm here for revenge!

Gu Zhengyi's mind seemed to be filled with Wang Jingwen's voice.

…………………………………………one………. "

Yangjian, Lingxiao Tianting.

In Tianyuan Pavilion!

A group of important officials stood respectfully.

"The Emperor of Heaven, the Great Qin, ruled over Huangzhou. At this moment, the soldiers are not stopping, sending troops to Central Continent!" Yi Yan said in a deep voice.

"Showing troops in Central Continent? Hmm! Where's the underworld?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.

"The underworld? Daqin hasn't moved yet, but the Dahe Holy Court in the underworld has expanded towards the East Continent of the Underworld. The Dahe Holy Court is behaving very strangely!" Yi Yan said respectfully.

"The Holy Court of the Great River? Lan, who leads the Wu Clan?" Zhong Shan asked in confusion.

"Yes! Lan's actions are extremely strange, it's hard to judge his plan! Lan seems to appear out of nowhere, and he can't find out where he came from!" Yi Yan said respectfully.

"Then keep looking!"

"yes!"

"The Heavenly Court of the Monster Clan, the Yilan Clan has become the commander in charge of attacking Tianzhou. Under the control of the Yilan Clan, half of Tianzhou's territory has been taken down." Yi Yan said.

"Daqing, Daqin, and Yaozu are the only forces left in the yang world. The other forces are nothing to worry about. It will be a matter of time before the three dynasties divide the yang world!" Zhong Shan nodded.

"yes!"

Yi Yan returned to the list, and Shui Jing stepped out.

"Heavenly Emperor, the ten halls of the underworld left by ancestor Minghe have been opened one after another. Just before coming to Tianyuan Pavilion just now, the latest news came that the ninth hall, Biancheng Hall, was opened! And it seems that a strong man has taken over!"

Shui Jing said respectfully.

"The Bian City Hall of the Ten Halls is open?"

"Yes, now, only the Xizhou City Hall is left unopened. The other nine halls are all occupied! Moreover, in the major halls, there have been hall masters in these years, and they are all extremely powerful hall masters. The tenth hall All around, I can't get close to the spies, not only me, but people from all major forces can't get close!" Shui Jing said solemnly.

"Only the city hall is left, and the city hall is opened? The secret of the ancestor of Styx will be released! It seems that this battle will also attract the attention of all heroes in the world!" Zhong Shan said with a condensed eye.

…………………………all………. "...

Another ten years later. Hades!

Coach camp!

Outside a hall, Wang Jingwen, Mr. Corpse, and Wang Ku came from three directions.

"Sixty years of conquest, a land of one continent, Wang Jingwen, I admire it!" Wang Ku laughed.

"That's right, compared to Yang Jian, your commander-in-chief is a step faster!" Mr. Corpse laughed.

"You two are absurd. I will attack in three ways. Jingwen's speed in this way is not as fast as the two!" Wang Jingwen said modestly.

"We also listened to your layout. There is still the last territory. It is time to extinguish the fire of Dayong. When you meet the Emperor of Heaven, you will take the lead! You know, Yangjian Xizhou and Dizhou have not yet been unified." Wang Ku laughed.

Shaking his head, Wang Jingwen said, "Sixty years? Hehe, although the battle has only lasted for sixty years, the layout of the entire Underworld West Continent is almost a thousand years old!"

"However, if the Emperor of Heaven came here, wouldn't the defense of the imperial capital, Changjing, be weak?" Wang Kuu asked suspiciously.

"There is only the last territory left. It is a game that must be won. Almost all the ancestors of the underworld in Dalong have withdrawn to Changjing and are guarding the capital with the crown prince. Don't worry!" Wang Jingwen said with a smile.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the hall in front of the three of them suddenly opened.

Zhong Shan, dressed in an imperial robe, walked out of the hall slowly. Clay Bodhisattva and several other courtiers followed behind.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven!" Mr. Corpse, Wang Jingwen, and Wang Kuo said respectfully.

Looking at the three of them, Zhong Shan nodded and said, "Zhu Qing, you have worked hard all these years!"