Chapter 1008 Sadness

Dongzhou, the pilgrimage capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, after Ye Futian and the others left, countless people looked at the palace that was burned in golden flames, and were speechless for a while.

"Da Zhou, it's gone." A voice came out, causing the hearts of countless people around to beat.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, one of the three holy places in Dongzhou, was destroyed in this way.

Moreover, only a very small number of people were killed and destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty.

King Zhou Sheng and King Zhou Yan died in battle.

"Tao Palace, where are the others?" Someone whispered, after the battle more than a year ago, Jiang Sheng announced that he would enter the Holy Palace to practice. What does it mean that there are two great saints who have not come?

Not only that, but also the army of sages did not come.

They instantly thought of a possibility, the holy place also located in Dongzhou, Xihua Holy Mountain.

If the Supreme Holy Dao Palace wants to take revenge, then it must choose the two holy places that are both in Dongzhou, so that they can echo each other, and after the first battle, they can go to the other battlefield as quickly as possible.

Their guess was not wrong.

At this time, in Huatian City where the Xihua Holy Mountain is located, countless people gathered at the foot of the Xihua Holy Mountain, looking at the holy mountain ahead in shock.

Outside the Holy Mountain of Xihua, the army came, and the soldiers approached the city, and an incomparably violent coercion swept across the Holy Mountain of Xihua.

A terrifying lineup surrounds the void, encircling the entire holy mountain, and every direction is guarded by strong men.

Jiang Sheng and Dou Zhan stood there above the 3,000 steps of the Xihua Sacred Mountain, but they did not order an attack, but were waiting, waiting for the end of the battle at the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This time, the troops were divided into two groups to intercept the two holy places at the same time, but they didn't have to do it immediately. They believed that Ye Futian could solve the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then come here to meet up again. In this way, they can directly swallow the Xihua Saint Mountain.

Of course, they wouldn't be afraid if the Xihua Sacred Mountain attacked in advance. Since they had already surrounded the Sacred Mountain, they were ready to go to war at any time.

Although the Holy Realm level can't take down the opponent's three saints, the sage is stable enough to suppress the opponent.

Beside Jiang Shenghe Dou Zhan, the Black Wind Eagle hovered there. At this moment, the Black Wind Eagle let out a long cry, and said, "The Great Zhou Dynasty is over, and King Zhou Yan died in battle."

Jiang Sheng's expression was calm, and there was not much disturbance. Void Sword Master, Village Chief, and Li Sheng were foreign aids. It is not surprising that such a lineup would kill Zhou Zhiming. As for the lineup of sages, he did not have the slightest doubt .

Ye Futian's third round of testing medicine is over, and it is a complete test medicine. Under the holy realm, he is already invincible. He is alone, and no one can stop him below the holy realm of Kyushu.

But Dou Zhan's heart suddenly trembled. He and Jiang Sheng had a different state of mind. He was born in the barren state, but he was the owner of the Zhansheng Palace of the Taoist Palace in the barren state. The hope of the holy land.

But today's Daoist Palace is sending out troops on two fronts, encircling and suppressing the two overlords in Dongzhou at the same time. At this moment, hearing that his disciple led people to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty and the two saints died in battle, one can imagine his state of mind at the moment.

These ten years of wind and rain are like a dream.

However, he was only in a trance for a moment. After all, he had become a saint now and his state of mind was stable, so naturally there would not be too many disturbances.

It's not just that they got the news, it's on the top of Xihua Sacred Mountain at this moment.

The three figures stood together, looking at Jiang Sheng and Dou Zhan in the distance. Behind them, there was a group of strong men, all of whom were elite figures from Xihua Sacred Mountain.

In addition, there is another beautiful woman, Zhou Ziyi who married into Xihua Holy Mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Ziyi's body was trembling, and she came behind Xihua Shengjun and the others.

"Dead?" Xihua Shengjun's voice was cold. They were also waiting for news, the news of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but just now, he heard very bad news from a monster. At this moment, he was just waiting for Zhou Ziyi confirmation.

"My father is dead." Zhou Ziyi responded, her eyes were red, and she looked at the army of the most holy palace in the distance, with cold killing intent in her eyes.

"I must kill Ye Futian." Zhou Ziyi's voice was extremely cold, all because of Ye Futian.

"You?" Xihua Shengjun turned his gaze and glanced at Zhou Ziyi lightly.

"Then you go and kill it." Xihua Shengjun said coldly.

Kill Ye Futian?

Who doesn't want to kill Ye Futian, but she, Zhou Ziyi, is also worthy?

Zhou Ziyi's eyes froze, and she looked up at Xihua Shengjun, feeling that the other party's eyes were full of indifference, and her haughty eyes seemed to be looking at ants, full of disdain.

She suddenly felt cold all over, a little strange.

Although Zhou Ziyi is willful, it is due to her birth, but she is not stupid.

The marriage between Xihua Sacred Mountain and Dazhou Sacred Dynasty was a joint effort between the two parties. Xihua Sacred Monarch treated her very gently, but that was before.

Now, her husband Liu Zong died, and her father Zhou Shengwang also died in battle.

What is she, Zhou Ziyi, a woman of the sage realm, in the eyes of Xihua Shengjun?

"Holy Lord." Under Xihua Shengjun's gaze, Zhou Ziyi lowered her head, and just one look made her feel oppressive, and she couldn't bear it.

Xihua Shengjun would never show such a look to her before.

"Zhou Zhiming died in battle, what a waste." Xihua Shengjun's voice was cold, and the two saints died in battle during the Great Zhou Dynasty. What kind of pressure will they face?

If the four sages of the Dao Palace and one glass sage participate, it will be the five sages.

In such a situation, one can imagine the mood of Xihua Shengjun at the moment.

"Holy Lord, my father died in battle, how could you do this?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes became redder, and she looked at Xihua Shengjun with a cold gaze. She knew that she was nothing in front of Xihua Shengjun, but her husband Her death and now her father's death both deeply stimulated her, how could she be so rational.

"Pa..." A crisp sound came out, and Zhou Ziyi's body was thrown away. It wasn't Xihua Shengjun who made the move. He didn't even bother. An old man behind him slapped Zhou Ziyi with a flick of his sleeve.

"Zhou Ziyi, you are presumptuous." The old man said lightly, his eyes were cold, Zhou Ziyi's mouth was bleeding, his face was as pale as paper, and he sat on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

She naturally recognized that old man, an elder from Xihua Sacred Mountain, when Liu Zong was alive, he always greeted her with a smile and was very polite, how could he dare to treat her like this.

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her white sleeve, Zhou Ziyi stared at the old man coldly, and said, "If my husband and father are still alive, I will definitely cut off your dog's head."

At this time, she couldn't care less about other things. Her father had just died, and she was so humiliated and slapped in the face in public. As the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, she had such an honorable status. One can imagine how much it stimulated her.

The old man frowned, but he heard Xihua Shengjun say: "It's too noisy."

"I'll take her down now." The old man bowed, and then walked towards Zhou Ziyi, the power of rules blossomed and oppressed Zhou Ziyi.

"You dare to touch me?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes were bloodshot, full of killing intent.

But the other party didn't pay attention to her, he directly clasped his palm, grabbed her by the chest, and then walked away from here.

"Ah..." Zhou Ziyi felt like she was about to collapse after being humiliated, but everyone around her looked at this scene indifferently, no one spoke for her, and some were only indifferent.

Zhou Ziyi suddenly laughed, and she laughed wantonly: "Sage Xihua, I am the wife of your personal disciple after all, the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty. My husband has gone, and my father has just left. You let people insult me ​​like this. You must Die badly."

"You're looking for death." The old man glanced at him coldly, and pressed his palm directly, landing on her chest. A destructive force raged in her body, and blood continued to flow out of Zhou Ziyi's mouth, but she didn't care anymore .

"Do you really think that Liu Zong has taken a fancy to you, and you deserve it too?" The old man knelt down and whispered in Zhou Ziyi's ear, glanced at her body, and said coldly: "If you don't have the status of the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you can You have died long ago, I don’t know how many times.”

Both Liu Zong and Zhou Shengwang were dead, she couldn't see the situation clearly, and dared to contradict Xihua Shengjun, probably because she was living too comfortably.

"You kill me." Zhou Ziyi whispered.

"I'm going to die, go to the foot of the mountain to die." The old man continued to leave with her body in his arms. Zhou Ziyi was like a walking corpse. Soon, she was thrown from the Xihua Holy Mountain by the old man. The princess will end like this.

If the father is still alive, with his domineering character, he will definitely kill Xihua Sacred Mountain directly.

Zhou Ziyi got up, adjusted her clothes, and then her figure flickered, and she walked towards the outside of Xihua Sacred Mountain.

In the distance, he saw the army of the Holy Palace, and she walked there step by step.

The people in the Holy Palace watched her walking step by step indifferently. The figure at the forefront of this army was Yu Sheng. He guarded this direction and led a large army.

Zhou Ziyi naturally recognized Yu Sheng, who had known him eight years ago in Qisheng Villa.

At that time, Yu Sheng and Ye Futian appeared together in Chess Saint Villa to solve the Tianlong chess game, but who cared about the existence of him and Ye Futian, the two "little people"? At that time, Liu Zong, the disciple of the Three Saints of Xihua Sacred Mountain, was there.

She is the same, dismissive of Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, only Liu Zong in her eyes.

Thinking about all this now, maybe from the very beginning, she had preconceived the idea of ​​Liu Zong's excellence, and never looked at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng directly. Even though the other party was extremely outstanding, she still rejected it and would not admit it at all.

Now, her husband Liu Zong died in battle, and Ye Futian's name, the land of Kyushu, who doesn't know?

Although Yu Sheng is not as famous as Ye Futian, but standing there at this moment, he is guarding one side like a god, and his indifferent eyes are full of boundless domineering.

Since then, if she doesn't admit it, she has to admit how outstanding the group of people headed by Ye Futian who appeared in Qisheng Villa back then were. They changed the structure of Kyushu, destroyed her Great Zhou Dynasty, and are writing a part of their legend .

"You kill me." Zhou Ziyi looked at Yu Sheng and said.

Yu Sheng glanced at her indifferently, without any movement, just said lightly: "Kill her."

Yu Sheng's voice fell, and a long gun shot from the air, directly piercing her heart.

She glanced ahead, not even knowing who killed her.

For the rest of his life, he didn't even bother to do it himself.

She smiled, feeling a little sad, her body fell down and fell towards the sky!