The pungent blood slowly spread in the air.

On the towers of Tian'an City, it became somewhat quiet. Many people were looking at Prince Xia Ji and Wen Yiwei's head in Xia Ji's arms.

His expressions became strange.

Giving away heads...

So arrogant.

Luo Hong was as arrogant as ever. Hearing that Luo Hong was on the battlefield in Saibei, he cursed Chu Yuandao and the Gale Wind Army. Chu Yuandao was so angry that he sent more than thirty first-class people to kill Luo Hong.

Hong, in the end, they were all killed by Luo Hong.

And Luo Hong, now that he has entered Tian'an City, is still so arrogant.

Are you deliberately arrogant, or is it just your nature?

On top of the city tower, the atmosphere became a little serious. Prince Xia Ji, who was still trying to persuade Lei Cheng to calm down, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as gloomy as a pool of cold stagnant water.

The prince looked at Wen Yiwei's head. This was the governor he sent to Jiangling Mansion. He was a strong first-rank man and the fifteenth on the Heavenly Ranking. He was responsible for unifying the aristocratic families in Jiangling Mansion and forming a line of defense to stop the Luo family's black knights and the migrating people.

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However, now Luo Hong appears here carrying Wen Yiwei's head.

In other words, during the three days of truce, Luo Hong went to Jiangling Mansion and killed Wen Yiwei.

The prince's eyes became increasingly gloomy.

He actually didn't receive any news at all. It seems that Jiangling Mansion must be completely controlled by the Luo family.

"waste."

"Those centuries-old aristocratic families in Jiangling Mansion, coupled with Wen Yiwei, a powerful person, and the Kunlun Palace Talisman, are actually defeated by the Luo family."

"Can't you defend a city surrounded by talismans?"

The prince took a deep breath, with some anger surging in his heart, but he still maintained a smile on his face.

He handed Wen Yiwei's head to the eunuch beside him.

After that, he looked at Luo Hong calmly: "Yes, I accept this gift."

However, the prince's calm tone was full of violence and anger.

On the city wall, there was a faint laughter lingering, it was the laughter of Ji Luotu, the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Young Master Luo, I have heard about his name for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed very impressive. Now that the great court meeting is about to begin, it is not appropriate to start a big fight. If there is any grudge between the two of you, we will find out in the great court meeting."

Prince Ji Luotu of Zhou Dynasty had a gentle voice.

He came out to smooth things over. He gave Luo Hong a strange look, but the third-level monk was as crazy as a land fairy.

Of course, Ji Luotu also heard about Luo Hong's achievements, and killed more than thirty first-class soldiers in Western Xinjiang.

Moreover, Kunlun Palace and Longhu Mountain competed to snatch him as the Holy Son...

Perhaps, the other party does have such arrogant capital.

Longhu Mountain is the state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so Zhou Prince Ji Luotu still has a very friendly attitude towards Luo Hong. After all, Luo Hong is likely to become the future Holy Son of Longhu Mountain, and may even become the future Dragon Tiger.

Mountain Master.

Xia Ji glanced at Ji Luotu, and his face returned to calm.

"What Prince Zhou said is reasonable, but with the background of the Luo family, I finally pray that I don't meet Daxia in the Great Court Meeting."

Xia Ji smiled faintly.

There was no way he could answer these words, at least, Prince Zhou Ji Luotu didn't answer them. If he did, he would offend Luo Hong.

Although Ji Luotu thought so in his heart, he even felt that Luo Hong himself had given up on himself. If you are determined to participate in the Great Court Meeting, you should at least choose the 10,000 elite black knights to come.

As a result, eight thousand government troops and two thousand black cavalry...how could this miscellaneous army defeat the elites of other dynasties?

Wu Meiniang ignored Xia Ji, greeted Luo Hong in a low voice, and ignored Xia Ji.

The prince Xia Ji was not embarrassed, and the eldest prince Yelu Yuanlong of the Golden Tent Palace responded.

"The Luo family... is also worthy of being called a dynasty. This great dynasty meeting... will destroy the Luo family."

Yelu Yuanlong said calmly.

His momentum was incomparably majestic, and there was a sound of energy and blood rushing through his body like the sound of a great river. The Royal Court of the Golden Tent and the Luo family were in a situation where they would not stop fighting to the death.

After all, Luo Hou got his name from Luo Rentu, who was killed by the people from the Golden Tent Royal Court.

And since Luo Hong's debut, he has killed quite a few geniuses and strong men from the barbarians.

Regarding the Luo family, the Golden Horde Court held the belief that they would kill them, even the Great Khan of the Golden Horde Court had the same idea.

"Jiejiejie..."

"It's already a headache to have three great dynasties in this world. How dare a mere Luo family dare to establish its own dynasty... I don't know how high the sky is."

The young leader of the Miao Gu land in southern Xinjiang, who was shrouded in black robes and exuded a sinister aura, also made a hoarse voice. In his tone, he was quite dismissive of the Luo family.

Luo Hong, who was reminiscing with Wu Meiniang, was immediately attracted.

Because...Luo Hong smelled the power bank...oh no, the smell of evil cultivators.

Luo Hong looked at the young leader who was wrapped in a black robe and whose face could not be seen clearly. He smiled brightly and looked harmless: "Brother, what do you call him?"

The young leader of the Miao Gu clan, who was wrapped in a black robe, was startled and snorted coldly.

The natal Gu in his body felt a strong malice.

This Luo Hong... has no good intentions towards him!

He had no good impression of Luo Hong in the first place. In the Nanzhao Kingdom of southern Xinjiang, evil cultivators were the most common. Even the Nanzhao royal family practiced the art of evil poisonous insects and fed evil evil spirits to gain terrifying power.

And Luo Hong... is known as the model of justice and the nemesis of evil cultivators. The number of evil cultivators who died in his hands can circle around the city gate.

This naturally made the young leader not have a good impression of Luo Hong.

I feel disgusted with such a righteous monk from the bottom of my heart.

The Luo Dynasty of the Luo family is dominated by such a being who specializes in killing evil cultivators, which is not good news for Nanzhao.

Therefore, he naturally expected that the Luo family would lose all its luck and be completely wiped out in this great meeting.

The man in black robe ignored Luo Hong, and Luo Hong didn't care either. He just glanced at the young leader from time to time.

Luo Hong's mind sank into his Dantian.

The demon sword Asura stands across the sea of ​​evil, with her red skirt dancing, and the demon sword lady is sitting on the sword, as if she is swinging.

Luo Hong's will emerged, and he pointed at the young leader wrapped in a black robe to Miss Demon Sword.

"How about it?"

Luo Hong asked expectantly.

Regarding evil cultivators, the demon sword Asura has a much clearer perception than Luo Hong.

Above the magic sword, the red dress was flying, and Miss Magic Sword raised her smooth chin and raised her red lips slightly.

Sister Yu’s voice was full of mature charm.

"Slightly fragrant."

After a pause, he added: "Not as good as you."

Luo Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Slightly fragrant?

This shows what?

This shows that the young leader of the Miao Gu clan in southern Xinjiang is an out-and-out evil cultivator!

Luo Hong has great love for evil cultivators.

For a moment, Luo Hong smiled more tenderly at the young leader wrapped in a black robe.

The eyes of the young leader under the black robe were extremely cold.

What a disgusting example of righteousness!

Buzz…

On top of the city wall.

The sword masters of Kunlun Palace gathered one after another, and each Taoist held a small tower in his hand.

The leader, a Taoist, had an immortal pattern between his eyebrows, and his aura was so strong that it made the air stagnant, permeating the towers of Tian'an City.

He glanced at the people on the tower indifferently. Even though Xia Ji, Ji Luotu and others were the heirs of major dynasties, the attitude of this young Taoist who had been blessed by heavenly beings was very dull.

"The drawing of lots will begin."

After the Taoist finished speaking, the atmosphere in Tianan City instantly became serious.

Even Luo Hong narrowed his eyes and looked over.
To be continued...