Chapter Fifteen: The Death of Dayong

"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree to send troops~~~~~~!"

"Roar~~~~~~~.~~.~.~~!"

The Dalong army swarmed straight to King Yong's capital.

"The Emperor of Heaven has a decree. Those who surrender will not be killed, and those who capture the rebels will be defeated!" The soldiers rushing to the front shouted.

For a while, King Yong was in chaos.

Some people are ready to die heroically regardless of life and death, but more people already have the intention of surrendering.

"boom!"

Before the Dayong army arrived, the sound of vigorous fighting had already erupted inside the Dayong army.

above the sky.

"Hahaha!" Gu Zhengyi burst into laughter.

"boom!"

The eight ancestors shot at the same time. At this moment, Gu Zhengyi suddenly withdrew his Heavenly Dao, allowing the huge power of the eight Dao to attack him.

"Be careful!" Wang Jingwen exclaimed.

Wang Jingwen is still waiting for revenge.

In the distance, the expressions of the eight ancestors also changed. Originally thought that Gu Zheng would resist tenaciously for a while, and then catch him again. And Wang Jingwen had explained earlier that he must be caught alive, and he must be alive.

Unfortunately, no one thought that Gu Zhengyi wanted to die!

Without the slightest resistance, let the eight ancestors attack together.

The eight ancestors wanted to take back their power, but it was too late.

Gu Zhengyi was shrouded in the destructive impact of eight strands. At the last moment, Gu Zhengyi looked in the direction of Zhong Shan and looked at the huge floating island. Gu Zhengyi showed a complicated smile.

"Boom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Gu Zhengyi was submerged in the destructive energy.

"No!" Wang Jingwen flew over madly.

It's a pity that everything is too late.

On the dragon chair, Zhong Shan looked at Gu Zhengyi who chose to commit suicide in the distance.

There was no surprise on Zhong Shan's face, it was as if he had already predicted the ending, and finally sighed slightly: "You are still that Gu Zhengyi after all!"

"God!"

"God!"

In King Yong's capital, a large number of loyal officials knelt down and cried to send Gu Zhengyi away.

At this moment, there is no one to blame for the winner and the loser!

Gu Zheng died one by one, and Dayong completely collapsed. The Dalong army conquered King Yong more and more smoothly.

Under the big iron hooves, some stubborn resisters couldn't make any movement at all.

Wang Taowen flew nearby and searched for Gu Zhengyi's remnant body, but after searching for a long time, he only found a piece of clothing, and it was gone.

"Gu Zhengyi, you bastard~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Holding the only corner of his clothes, Wang Jingwen looked up to the sky and mourned, not for Gu Zhengyi's death, but for not being able to kill him himself.

"My lord!" The eight ancestors sighed slightly.

The eight ancestral immortals cannot be blamed for this matter, it is Gu Zhengyi who is determined to seek death and cannot stop it at all, at this moment, he can only comfort Wang Jingwen not to be too sad.

On the other side, two saints.

Wang Ku led a team of ancestors, and Luo Xingchen led a team of ancestors, and they continued to besiege and kill the two saints.

The two saints had been severely injured by Zhong Shan. Each saint faced thirty ancestors. Even saints couldn't bear it, especially among the thirty saints, there were also some tyrannical ones.

Such as Wang Ku!

A sage, overdrawn to mobilize the power of the world.

One palm collided with the twenty ancestors, and the other palm met Wang Ku.

Behind Wang Kuu, nine powerful members of the skeleton family accumulated energy for him.

"Boom~~~~~~~~.!"

The saint was shocked.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The arm facing Wang Ku fought to the extreme, blood burst out on the arm, and the bones were broken, and Wang Ku's arm was also broken.

"Supernatural Ability of Injury!" Wang Ku shouted heavily.

Wang Ku's broken bones suddenly recovered strangely.

"The Bronze Throne!"

The throne of the skeleton clan descended from the sky with a bang, pressing down on the saint fiercely.

In Wang Ku's hand, a huge sickle suddenly appeared.

"boom!"

When the bronze throne was pressed down, a huge scythe severed one of the saint's arms.

A saint with a broken arm? The Thirty Ancestral Immortals became more and more excited, and once again shot with all their strength.

"Roar!"

The ferocious impact caused the saint to retreat steadily. His whole body was covered in blood. He seemed to have reached the limit of mobilizing the power of the world. After all, the time he could mobilize each time was limited, otherwise the load would be too heavy and he would easily collapse.

One ebbs and another, the more difficult it is for the saint to display his strength, the more ferocious Wang Ku and his group become.

On the other side, the same is true for Falling Stardust.

Thirty ancestors! With concerted efforts, the power is shocking.

There is no way to go to heaven, surrounded by a large group of ancestors, there is no chance for you to escape.

The two saints fought more and more anxiously, knowing that if this continues, it will only be a matter of time before they perish.

"Roar!"

The sage who was fighting Luo Xingchen suddenly erupted with extremely powerful strength, and broke free from the group of ancestors. Obviously, he used some kind of secret method to stimulate himself. However, the sky has been sealed, and he can't escape not drop?

"call!"

Turning his head, the saint suddenly rushed into a huge black hole below.

The unopened place of the City Palace of the Nine Palaces!

"You're crazy!" the saint who was fighting Wang Ku exclaimed.

"This is the only fight!" said the saint bitterly.

"not good!"

Luo Xingchen's expression changed, and he quickly chased after him.

"Time is forbidden!" Falling Stardust shouted.

"call!"

Luo Xingchen rushed straight down, Luo Xingchen had great supernatural powers, and he was about to catch up to that saint, but that saint was a saint after all.

"boom!"

Facing the falling stardust with one palm, the whole body 'hollowed' and shot into the black hole of the earth.

"call!"

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Falling Stardust followed suit.

"call!"

Falling Stardust, who had just flown in, flew out in an instant, covered in blood and terrified in his eyes.

"Don't go in!" Luo Xingchen yelled.

The other ancestors stopped immediately.

When the sage who was fighting Wang Ku saw him, he rushed down in a flash.

But at this moment.

"Harvest in the last days!" Wang Ku shouted and his body swelled ten times.

"call!"

The huge scythe split the saint in half.

The saint turned his head incredulously.

"boom!"

The huge bronze throne smashed his head and smashed his heaven and earth altar.

The moment it was smashed, it seemed as if a force of habit appeared out of thin air and rushed into Wang Kuu's body "Qihang No Watermark".

This is the evidence of the empress Tu Sheng. The ancestors of the world are keen on Tu Sheng because of this sage habit, because it can prove that you have slaughtered the saint. will be max.

"Congratulations, my lord!" All the ancestors congratulated.

"Congratulations, king!" The skeleton clan excitedly said.

saint? Maybe a saint can appear in the skeleton clan? How can the skeleton ancestor not be excited?

Wang Ku himself was also a burst of joy. After all, if he can really become a saint, his status in Dalong will be even higher. He is more valued by the emperor.

"Boom~~~~~~~.~~.~~~~!"

There was a loud noise in the world, and then, the sky was suddenly clouded with blood, a large amount of blood rained down, blood mist rose from the ground, blood rained from the sky, and the world mourned the death of the saint.

On the other side, Luo Xingchen also came to congratulate Wang Ku, but he couldn't help but feel disappointed. After all, the saint he besieged escaped?

Looking at the entrance of City Palace, Luo Xingchen had a complicated expression on his face.

On the other side, Zhong Shan also saw the battlefield.

The two saints were also why Zhong Shan let his courtiers kill them. Because there are no real saints in the underworld, only the saints can be more holy.

Now that one is dead, the other escaped?

"Nud Bodhisattva!" Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The clay bodhisattva stepped forward immediately.

"Where is that saint?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.

The mud bodhisattva closed his eyes, held the wheel in his hand, and released the black energy all over his body.

"call!"

The black air subsides. The mud bodhisattva opened his eyes.

"Report to the Heavenly Emperor, that saint is trapped in the formation of the Ten Palaces!" said the Mud Bodhisattva.

"Oh? The Great Formation of the Ten Halls?"

"Yes, the Ten Palaces of Minghe is a huge feng shui formation arranged by the ancestor of Minghe back then. It is rumored that it covers the Yin and Yang worlds and fifteen continents. There is a world in the formation. If you are trapped in it, you will be crushed by the formation of the Ten Palaces until Completely annihilate!" The mud bodhisattva solemnly said.

"Is there a way to rescue him!" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.

"I can't do it!" The mud bodhisattva said solemnly.

At this moment, not only the mud bodhisattva felt the great formation of the ten halls, but also the masters of the other halls of the ten halls.

Emperor Song Palace! Palace Lord Blue!

Lan is also the Holy King of the Dahe Holy Court.

At this moment, Lan sat cross-legged in the Song Emperor's palace, with the Abi sword resting on her knees.

Lan could feel that the opening of the Ten Halls was imminent. During this period, Lan didn't run around, but presided over her own Emperor Song Palace, and didn't even take care of her own Dahe Holy Court for a while.

"Buzz!"

Song Emperor's palace seal trembled suddenly.

"Huh?" Lan's face changed.

"Saint?" Lan's face became strange.

Walking out of the Emperor Song Palace, Lan felt it for a while.

"Abi Styx!" Lan waved the Abi sword.

Suddenly, a billowing black river descended from the sky following the sword.

"install!"

On the ground, a huge hole was blasted out, and the huge hole was extremely deep. Filled with black rivers.

"Boom!"

The Heihe exploded, and a figure suddenly appeared from the Heihe.

His whole body was covered in blood, and his bones were dislocated all over his body, causing extreme injuries.

"It's not the city hall anymore, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"

The figure who came out laughed excitedly, it was the saint who rushed into the entrance of the city hall.

Lan looked at the saint covered in blood with a strange expression on his face.

"I didn't look for it, but I delivered it to the door by myself?" Lan Dan said.

"boom!"

When the saint laughed, a black light suddenly appeared.

"boom!"

It was so fast that the injured saint had no time to escape, and was pierced through the chest by A Bijian.

"You, what!" the saint said in disbelief.

"I have the power to slaughter the saint long ago, but I just haven't had the time. Since you came to the door in person, I won't ask who you are anymore! Remember, my name is 'Lan' Lan" said coldly.

"boom!"

In King Yong's capital, Zhong Shan raised his head to look at the sky, and there was another loud bang, the rain of blood from the sky became bigger and bigger, and layers of blood spouted out from the ground.

"Heavenly Emperor, Song Emperor's Hall of the ten halls was opened, and the saint escaped, as if he was killed!" The clay bodhisattva said respectfully.

"Song Emperor Palace? Blue? How did he do it?" Zhong Shan asked in a deep voice.

"Abi Sword!"

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