Tonight, Tianzong closed the mountain gate.

Tonight, the gates of the imperial capital of Daxia are closed.

There is no way, the defense is empty, more than 90% of the strong men of Tianzong and the royal family are not here, either running around, or becoming mystics, or going to rescue the Immortal Mountain. There are really only a few who can hold up the scene, facing such a situation.

Don’t we have to guard against and guard against embarrassing situations?

However, both the royal family and Tianzong still have support.

Well...that's the killing array, the immortal-level killing array.

With this formation, even if you are in the Tianwu realm, you have to weigh it carefully. If you can get in, you may not be able to get out. Not everyone is like Zhao Yun, who has tyrannical combat power and foundation, and can use the power of thunder and lightning.

, to copy Dayuan’s hometown.

"It's a really hot fight over there."

On the wall of the imperial capital, black and white figures stand tall. One person holds a telescope and looks out. Although the distance is extremely far, it seems that he can see the light of fire and hear the shouts of killing.

Helpless, the ancestor left them to look after the house.

Otherwise, they would definitely kill him and join in the fun.

The four great protector mages were also there, standing on the city tower, looking down at the surroundings vigilantly.

Except for the first protector of the country, the other three mages were all pale, with blood sometimes flowing from the corners of their mouths. They were all cursed, and their blood had begun to drain, so they were all fighting secretly.

The night is getting darker.

The noisy and bustling streets became deserted and deserted.

But this deserted situation made Daxia strong men feel unnatural and have an ominous premonition.

Ahem...!

From time to time in the imperial garden, coughs could be heard.

Perhaps the night was too quiet, so the sound of coughing seemed particularly clear.

That was Princess Yu Ling, who was holding on to an old tree and coughing up blood.

As a cursed person, her current state is worse than that of the Protector of the Country. Even if she fights secretly, she cannot stop the loss of her blood. A dark curse has tortured her so miserably. How can she be the most beautiful woman in the world?

With her graceful appearance, if nothing unexpected happens, she will also become a mysterious person.

The breeze blew gently, carrying a touch of evil spirit.

When the imperial concubine raised her eyes, she saw a figure in purple clothes walking in.

It was actually the Marquis in Purple Clothes, his eyes were cold and dead, and there was a heavenly martial aura lingering around him.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and I have advanced to the Tianwu realm." The imperial concubine looked sideways, not surprised at all.

"Where is Chu Lan?" Zi Yihou said calmly.

"What are you doing with her?" The imperial concubine wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Why pretend to be stupid when you know better."

"Do you really think that you can resurrect Hongque with just a wisp of evil thoughts?"

"She is still alive and has always lived in my heart. I always firmly believe that senior sister can return to the world."

"Do you trust Yin Zhou that much? You don't hesitate to harm living beings with him." The imperial concubine looked straight at him.

"So what." Zi Yihou snorted coldly, his deep eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "As long as my senior sister comes back, it doesn't matter what the Tianzong, the royal family, or Daxia do."

"Then do you know...how Hongque died?" the princess whispered.

After hearing this, the purple-clothed Marquis frowned slightly, and stared at the imperial concubine with his blood-stained eyes.

"It was Yin Zhou who killed Hongque." The imperial concubine finally revealed the secret.

"Impossible." Zi Yi Hou shouted loudly, "I personally saw my senior sister being buried in the catastrophe."

"What you see may not be true." The imperial concubine said calmly, "With Yin Zhou's cultivation and methods, how far can you, who was in the quasi-heaven realm, see through the illusions and illusions created by Yin Zhou."

"How much do you think I believe this?" Zi Yihou smiled coldly.

The imperial concubine said no more, she just flicked her sleeves and a memory crystal flew out.

Inside, there is a scene copied by Zhao Yun in the Bloody Forest with his heavenly eye, including the immortal body of the bird, the mysterious infinite light, and the conversation between Zhao Yun and Yin Zhou, all of which are engraved in every detail.

Zi Yihou took it and crushed it into pieces.

In the next three or five moments, I could see his eyes gradually becoming more prominent, and I could also see his pupils gradually shrinking, and there were more blood streaks in his eyes, dyeing his eyes so bright red that they were bleeding.

"impossible."

"This is impossible."

Zi Yihou roared like a demonic barrier.

He was deceived, deceived by Yin Zhou. It was Yin Zhou who killed his senior sister, and it was Yin Zhou who stole the infinite light. From beginning to end, this was a huge scam; from beginning to end, he was played around by Yin Zhou.

"Yin Zhou, you deserve to die."

Zi Yihou's roar was also a roar coming from his soul.

He carried the killing sword and rushed out of the imperial garden like crazy. Hatred and anger, grief and pain swallowed up his state of mind, turning the man who should have been deep and wise into an out-and-out madman.

"Ask the world...what is love."

Princess Yu Ling did not pursue her, but only murmured, she could no longer tell whether it was resentment or pity for Ziyi Hou. She was a madman, a madman trapped by love, and she was also a madman, and her daughter was not the same.

boom!

A sudden boom resounded throughout the palace.

The huge Jinluan Palace was hit by a person who fell from the sky and collapsed suddenly. Perhaps the shock was too great. Several halls around the Jinluan Palace were also blown up in an instant. Even the Imperial Garden far away suffered from the aftershock of the strong earthquake.

Even the imperial concubine, who was still in a daze, was so shocked that she vomited blood and retreated.

Also affected was Ziyihou, who happened to be passing by the Jinluan Palace, and was knocked out on the spot.

That's right, the person who fell from the sky... was Zhao Yun. He came out of the evil spirit space, suffered a spatial dislocation, and was moved to the imperial capital. By coincidence, he crashed into the palace. The evil energy surrounding his body turned into wisps of sword energy.

Scattered in all directions, many palaces and pavilions were smashed, and green bricks and tiles were flying all over the sky.

puff!

In the ruins, he half-knelt on the ground, vomiting blood.

This spatial dislocation almost killed him.

If it weren't for the longevity secret, he would have been torn to ashes by the power of space.

Um?

He raised his eyes suddenly and looked in one direction.

He smelled a very familiar scent: Zi Yihou.

At this moment, there was no need to sense it, because he had already seen that it was definitely Hou Ziyi who had returned.

"Zhao Yun, return my senior sister's immortal body."

The Purple-clothed Marquis roared and came with a killing sword in his hand, his eyes extremely scarlet.

He was indeed crazy. He was so crazy that he only had two thoughts: to take back his senior sister's immortal body and kill Yin Zhou.

"To pay for my father's life."

Zhao Yun's roar was also a roar from his soul. He dragged his bloody body out of the ruins. The hatred he had suppressed for two years finally broke out at this moment. Today he will kill Zi Yihou, and no one can stop him.

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Boom! Bang!

An imperial shadow commander and a holy son of Tianzong started a war in the palace.

The roar shook the heaven and earth, and the tranquility of the night was also broken because of them.

"Who did this happen?"

Loud shouts resounded from all directions, and palace guards came from all directions to kill him.

However, before they could get closer, they were shaken one after another by the aftermath.

"Zhao Yun."

"Zi Yihou."

Long Yang, the new emperor of Great Xia, was also alerted and recognized who it was from a distance.

Zi Yihou... the former commander of the Imperial Shadow Guard and the younger brother of Hong Que Ancestor, he certainly recognized him.

Ji Hen...the holy son of Tianzong, he recognized him, not only recognized him, but also knew his true identity.

Precisely because of this knowledge, he was not surprised by the current battle.

The grudge between Zhao Yun and Ziyihou is known to the whole world. From the moment Zhao Yuan was forced to commit suicide, the two of them were destined to fight to the death. If it were Zhao Yun, he would also kill Ziyihou.

"Back off."
To be continued...