However, the officers in the palace continued to go one after another, with almost no gap. As several people flew backwards, waves followed one after another, and endlessly.

Even if Allah reaches the pinnacle, no matter how profound the realm is, there must be a gap in the rotation of breath. The officers in the palace like a moth to the fire did not intend to give him any breathing opportunity. This made Allah, who was already injured and suppressed, and was even more annoyed.

With a roar, Allah no longer planned to sit and wait for death, but instead took the lead in attacking. He slapped several close-knit officers with one sleeve. He stepped on his feet and rushed towards the direction of the palace gate. If anyone dared to stop him, kill him! Unfortunately, Allah seemed to underestimate the means of these people. At the moment he rushed out, the formation under his feet suddenly shone brightly, and the power of the formation was increased several times in an instant. Several Yin Temple officers who were not outstanding in their realm had even spit out a mouthful of blood because they could not bear the large amount of spiritual energy required by the formation and could not get up.

Under the power of the formation that the officers in the palace sacrificed their lives, Allah's strength was suppressed again, and only 50% of his strength was left.

But as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Allah is seriously injured and only half of his strength is left, it is not something that a few monks of Daxiong can easily leave behind.

Wei Yuan had been standing on the roof not far away and was watching, his face was unpredictable, and he could not see any emotion. Qu Ruoruo stood behind him, although he was also expressionless, but there was a terrifying feeling deep in his heart.

The back standing in front of him was only a twentieth age, but who knows the tragic situation of the Chu imperial city in front of him? It was created by such a young man in his twenties.

The sticking rod is strong enough, the Light Hall, which has the first outer sect in the world, is so deep that it is so big that it is still played with by him in the end. He is so cunning, he deserves to be the son of the Lord of the Ice Field.

There are two ends of the conversation. In the imperial city, there must be only one battle tonight. In addition to the already ruined Golden Light Pavilion, a battle of imperial power is also underway in the notorious Changle Palace.

Lu Qiu was wearing a big red python robe, watching the empress standing outside Changle Palace with a lantern in the night. Fourteen years ago, she was just a six-year-old baby, so he used great means to wear a dragon robe that was not as good as a size. Now it seems that the dragon robe is getting more and more suitable, but this doll in a dragon robe seems to be less and less enlightened as a puppet.

Lu Qiu sat in the yard of Changle Palace, lying on an elaborate rocking chair. As he swayed one after another, even the countless recliner could not help but make a "crunch" sound.

"Your Majesty, why do you have time to come here to walk around today?"

Although he kept calling out to His Majesty, his plump body had no intention of getting up and saluting.

Dongfang Su didn't care. He stepped out with a lantern and stepped into the eunuch's bedroom that she had never set foot in for fourteen years.

"Mr. Lu is so happy. A group of hawks and dogs in front are fighting with the Palace of Light. Maybe they will hit this place at any time. This is so indifferent.

Dongfang Su's voice was cold and he walked step by step, not seeming to care if Lu Qiu's deadpool was hidden around him.

Lu Qiu also looked calm. Although the little emperor trained a group of peach blossom inner guards, there seemed to be nothing to worry about. After all, even the seven crow captains at the stick and the hawks raised in Changle Palace all went to deal with the Palace of Light, but to deal with some little mice that could not be on the table, Talu Qiu still had that man. Could it be that the little emperor really used the sparrow captains at the stick as decoration?

The sticking place has emerged in many talents under his governance over the years. Although there are only six monks of Dawu, there are many monks of Wugui. Although most of them have been sent to various prefectures of Chu, how could it be that as smart as Lu Qiu, so how could it not leave any help?

At this time, there were three sparrow captains in the Changle Palace. In addition, although Lu Qiu was wide and fat, he was indeed a real Wugui monk. Even if the Peach Blossom Inner Guard came out in full bloom, he might not be able to get any benefits in his Changle Palace.

"Your Majesty, you are still too impatient. It is very dangerous to come to Changle Palace so rashly."

Lu Qiu still did not get up, but three figures had already walked out of the darkness around him, forming a vague surround of Dongfang Shu.

"No hurry, the time is just right!"

Dongfang Su's face did not change at all. He was holding a lantern in his hand, and the firelight shone on her beautiful and outstanding face.

There were large footsteps outside Changle Palace. In a short while, a large group of figures in black clothes entered one after another. The three leading people breathed for a long time, and the whole body was filled with the spiritual energy of the Wudi realm that was exactly the same as the Sparrow Captain. There were no less than dozens of people following behind him. The realms were uneven, with fetal breath and dust, but without exception, they were all boiling murderous intent. It was obvious that even if the Changle Palace was not destroyed in the hands of the people in the Light Palace today, it might not be left for a long time.

"Your Majesty is a good method. I have been looking for this group of so-called peach blossom inner guards for a long time. I guess today I must have been out in order to get rid of me."

Lu Qiu still didn't stand up and smiled, but no one could help but feel chilled when he looked at it.

"Lu Qiu, the throne belongs to my Dongfang family. Could it be that you still want to be the first eunuch emperor in the ages?"

In Changle Palace, there was a eunuch, an empress, a python robe, a dragon robe, sitting, standing, looking at each other, and having a bloody battle to wash the palace walls whenever there was a disagreement. Although this battle was not comparable to another battle that also happened in the imperial city tonight, it determined who would fall into the future.

Two flowers bloomed, each with one branch. Look at the Lord who fought against many officers in the Yin Temple of the Forbidden Heaven. At this time, he was gradually injured, his clothes were cut into pieces, and he was in a very embarrassing state. He vomited blood and his breath began to become weak.

The group of servants in the Yin Palace are not much better. After all, they are the throne of the first outer sect in the world. Although they have been seriously injured, they are not so easy to kill. Even if they have not been able to kill them at this time, they have lost nearly half of their lives. The remaining servants are injured. If this continues, they may not last long.

The number of servants in the palace decreased sharply, and the magic circle could no longer be maintained. The next moment, a crisp sound came, and the formation that had been suppressing him under the feet of God finally shattered.

Even if Allah, without the suppression of the formation, was almost dying, he was still more than enough to kill these ants.

But just as he was about to take action, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly emerged from the depths of his heart. He didn't dare to care about the black-robed ants anymore. He turned around and slapped it hard in the direction where the sense of crisis came.

"You dare to act rashly even at the end of your strength!"

A sweet shout came, and a dark green skirt floated over and faced God hard. The violent demonic aura and demonic aura roared and spread everywhere. The closer officers in the palace were blown away by the aftermath before they could escape.

"Demon clan!"

Allah's face changed several times. Today, the power in the imperial city was complicated. First, Lu Qiu and the royal family were in front of him, followed by dozens of black robes who could not see through the origin but were extremely difficult to deal with. In the end, even the monks of the demon clan took action.

Allah dared not take it lightly. The strength of this demon god should not be underestimated. At least he is a peak monk at the Great Enlightenment. With his current bad state, he has no chance to win at all. It seems that he has to give up this good sacrificial bag of the world's number one in the realm today.

Thinking of this, Allah did not hesitate at all. His soul broke away from the physical body from the Tianling acupoint, turned his head and flew out of the imperial city.
Chapter completed!