About half an hour ago, the night watchman arrived at the yamen.
"Thump thump thump …" Xu Qi 'an, dressed in green, stepped on the stairs and slowly descended. Around him was a group of officials with complicated expressions.
The Building of Noble Spirit was Wei Yuan's office. There were many officials in the building who passed messages and analyzed intelligence.
Yuan Xiong, as a new official, only managed to burn the night watchman. The officials in the Building of Noble Spirit were temporarily unaffected. If Yuan Xiong did not die, the fire would burn their heads sooner or later.
Because they were Wei Yuan's trusted team.
But they did not expect that Yuan Xiong, who had just taken over Duke Wei's position yesterday and entered the Building of Noble Spirit, would die at the hands of Xu Qi 'an today.
The officials stood at the corners of the corridors on every floor, watching him silently as he slowly walked down the stairs in a green robe.
In their eyes, there was reverence, sadness, emotion, and tears.
The changes in the court these days, and what happened at the night watchman's yamen yesterday, they were clear in their hearts.
On the surface, they did not say anything, but there must be resentment in their hearts.
However, those who could hold a pen could not hold a knife. Those who could hold a knife could not hold that fleeting courage.
Duke Wei had been the night watchman for twenty-one years, and there were many who had benefited from him. Now that he was dead, his friends scattered like monkeys when the tree fell, and the other parties watched coldly from the sidelines.
In the end, it was this young man, who had been the night watchman for less than a year, who flew into a rage for him.
The officials looked at him in silence, sorrow brewing in their hearts.
Xu Qi 'an walked out of the Building of Noble Spirit and arrived in front of Yuan Xiong's corpse. He took out his knife, cut off his head, and held it in his hand.
If you want to ruin Duke Wei's reputation, I will not agree!
The officials rushed out of the Building of Noble Spirit and crowded outside.
When Xu Qi 'an turned to leave, a choked voice came from behind, "Xu Yinluo, run away …"
It was the little guard on duty in front of the Building of Noble Spirit.
"Xu Yinluo, go, go."
"Xu Yinluo, lose your head, go quickly."
"Please …"
They seemed to have foreseen something and each made their own sound.
It was noisy, but every word came from the bottom of his heart.
Xu Qi'an paused for a moment, then left.
He silently walked out of the yamen. Along the way, the eyes of the night watchmen were all focused on him. No one spoke, and no one dared to stop him.
All eyes stopped behind him and then turned to the head that was being carried.
Everyone's expression changed.
The man in black quickly left the night watchman's office and walked along the street toward the Imperial Palace.
Amidst the silence, a silver gong said in a trembling voice, "You can't do this."
He barged into the yamen to kill someone, but he didn't retreat immediately after the deed was done. Instead, he walked out with his head in his hands, heading for the imperial city …
Someone suddenly screamed, "He's going to the palace to cause trouble!"
"This won't do. Duke Wei isn't here anymore, and no one can protect him like last time. He killed Yuan Xiong, and that's a big crime. We can't cause any more trouble. We have to run."
"Who can stop him? No one can stop him."
He was too impulsive. Last time, he could kill the Duke because of Duke Wei, the death remonstrations of the ministers, and the pressure from the civil and military officials in front of him. Only then could he escape unscathed.
The situation was different this time. If he dared to cause trouble, he would definitely attract the army and experts to suppress him.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao took the lead and chased after him.
The other night watchmen looked at each other and didn't know what to do.
"We have wives and children, we can't be impulsive."
"Just, just go and take a look."
"In any case, we can't do nothing."
As for how to deal with it, they didn't know.
After finding an excuse for themselves, someone strode out of the yamen.
Then, one by one, two … swarmed out.
…
At a quarter past five in the morning, most people hadn't woken up yet.
In front of a breakfast stall on the street, a stall owner held a bowl of hot soy milk with both hands and walked toward the diners at the table.
At some point, he looked at the street and widened his eyes. The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot soy milk splashed all over the ground.
The diners followed his gaze. In the dim morning light, a man dressed in black walked with a knife and a head in his left hand.
Behind him, there were nearly a hundred night watchmen.
The stall owner slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the diners. "Is that Xu Yinluo?"
"Ah, he's Xu Yinluo?"
There were some who hadn't seen Xu Yinluo's true appearance.
"Yes, yes, it's him. It's Xu Yinluo. What is he going to do?"
"He's holding a head in his hand. Hiss, is Xu Yinluo going to kill corrupt officials again?"
"There are so many night watchmen following behind him …"
The street vendors, peddlers who had entered the city early, and some people who had gone out to work were fortunate enough to see this scene.
When they saw Xu Yinluo walking along the main road toward the Imperial City, they couldn't help but talk to each other.
"Who's the head in Xu Yinluo's hand?"
"Who knows? It's definitely not a good person. Otherwise, Xu Yinluo wouldn't have killed him. I remember the last time such a grand scene happened was when two dukes were beheaded at the entrance of the market. Unfortunately, I didn't see it with my own eyes … "
The voices suddenly stopped.
A few seconds later, someone screamed, "Follow him. Follow him and see."
The originally surprised people suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. They immediately called their friends and followed far behind the night watchmen.
Along the way, passers-by pointed and asked each other.
"What's going on?"
"Why are you following this group of night watchmen?"
The people in the group said, "The leader is Xu Yinluo. Don't you recognize him? You're all blind. "
"Don't talk nonsense. We don't know either. Just follow the excitement. Don't forget, the last time Xu Yinluo mustered such a large force was for the Chuzhou City Massacre."
The ignorant people turned pale with fright and joined the group.
… …
On the walls of the Imperial City.
The Yulin Guard guarding the southern gate saw the vast main road in the distance. A tide of people surged over. Looking down, it was full of heads.
At the front was a man in black, followed by a hundred night watchmen, and finally the scattered common people.
There were close to a thousand people in the procession. The capital was prosperous and affluent, but the common people were generally lazy and woke up rather late. Especially as autumn deepened and the weather turned cold, families who were not forced to make ends meet were still sleeping in their warm blankets.
Therefore, to be able to rope in a large troop of nearly a thousand people was already very rare at this time.
The Yulin Guard quickly ignored the common people and lingered on the hundred night watchmen for a moment, locking straight onto the leader in black.
In front was the silver gong Xu Qi 'an, with a head hanging from his waist.
The southern commander of the Yulin Guard ordered with a solemn face, "Preheat the cannons, prepare the crossbows, and listen to my orders …"
Facing this great malefic star, no amount of attention was too much, especially in the recent tense situation. The court wanted to punish Wei Yuan for his crimes. At this juncture, Xu Qi 'an didn't come with good intentions.
The commander of the Yulin Guard stood on top of the city wall and shouted, "The Imperial City is an important place. Idlers are not allowed."
As he spoke, he raised his hand. The Yulin Guard on top of the city wall adjusted the muzzles and took aim in a demonstration.
Or raised the crossbows and pulled back the stiff bows.
Only waiting for the commander's order to launch the attack.
The man in black stopped as expected.
Seeing this, the commander of the Yulin Guard breathed a sigh of relief. With the death of Duke Wei, this unruly young man had no choice but to rein in his lawless temperament.
At this time, he saw Xu Qi 'an take the head hanging from his waist, raise it high, and shout.
"Twenty-one years ago, Wei Yuan led the army to the Shanhai Pass and fought the demon barbarians, the southern barbarians, and the Witchcraft Cult. If there was no Wei Yuan in this battle, there would be no Daibun. However, his achievements were too great for the emperor to tolerate. He was forced to abolish his cultivation, seize his military power, and serve in the court. "
The night watchman behind him had a face full of indignation, crying out for injustice for Duke Wei.
Among the common people, the young didn't feel too much, but the old knew that what Xu Yinluo said was the truth.
The commander of the Yulin Guard narrowed his eyes, his hand still raised.
"Twenty-one years later today, Wei Yuan led the army to the Witchcraft Cult. Afraid that he would return triumphantly and be difficult to suppress, the incapable emperor colluded with treacherous officials to cut off the provisions of the army of a hundred thousand. In Jingshan City, he joined forces with the Witchcraft Cult to kill Wei Yuan and destroy the army.
"Later, he conspired with treacherous official Yuan Xiong to tarnish his name, destroy his reputation, and trample on the victory that the army of a hundred thousand fought for with their lives."
His voice was loud and resounding, reaching the ears of the common people.
When they heard it, they were in an uproar.
The army that went to the Witchcraft Cult had suffered heavy casualties. This was the topic of discussion that had recently spread throughout the city. Even the peddlers and soldiers would angrily rebuke the eunuchs for harming the country when they gathered to drink tea.
But the same thing coming from Xu Yinluo's mouth was a completely different matter.
The emperor colluded with treacherous officials to cut off the army's provisions … joined forces with the Witchcraft Cult to kill the army's marshal … On the street, the minds of the common people who heard these words were a mess.
The eyes of the night watchmen instantly reddened, not from sorrow but from anger.
If what Xu Ningyan said was true, this was an intolerable and unforgivable crime to them.
"Release the arrows!"
The commander of the Yulin Guard shouted.
The sound of bowstrings trembling and the sound of cannonballs leaving the chamber rang out.
The whistling cannonballs and crossbow bolts wrapped in white light shot towards Xu Qi 'an without a care for the lives of the common people.
The common people cried out in fear and scattered in all directions, looking for cover to take shelter.
Boom boom boom!
The cannonballs and crossbow bolts exploded in midair, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier.
"My heart aches. I can't bear to see the six hundred years of foundation of our ancestors destroyed by the hands of an incompetent emperor and treacherous officials …"
Xu Qi 'an was majestic and unmoving. He ruthlessly tossed out the head and said with a voice like thunder, "Therefore, today, when an ordinary man is angry, blood will splash five steps, and the world will wear white mourning clothes!"
At the top of the city wall, the cannons and ballistae exploded in response.
Tossing the head over the imperial city, a man in black clothes smashed the city gate and killed his way to the palace.
…
"Dog — Emperor —"
Inside the throne room, following this deafening roar, the Taiping Saber whistled through the air, wanting to nail the yellow-robed man to the dragon throne.
The officials' gazes followed the saber light and looked at the emperor who had overlooked the imperial court for nearly forty years.
They saw the Yuanjing Emperor stretch out his hand, using his flesh and blood to grab the edge of the peerless divine weapon.
The Taiping Saber spat out saber qi, buzzing and trembling, but it couldn't break free from the shackles of this pure white palm.
"Do you think that after twenty-one years of cultivation, I am really so weak?"
The Yuanjing Emperor looked at Xu Qi 'an with a faint smile. His tone was calm, like a high and mighty god who ruled over everything.
The two of them looked at each other across the hall. Xu Qi 'an knew that Jeanne d' Arc and Yuan Jing had merged.
The Three Pure Ones, one person, one person, three people, could be separated and combined.
"Do you think that I came to kill you just because of an ordinary man's anger?"
Xu Qi 'an also responded in a calm tone and said word by word, "The late Empress Jeanne d' Arc!"
"You actually know my identity!"
The Yuanjing Emperor frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised.
Buzz!
The Taiping Saber vibrated and released saber qi, causing the large table covered with yellow silk to fall apart, leaving many saber marks on the golden stair, and a certain saber qi cut the small Eight Trigrams bronze plate.
The Eight Trigrams bronze plate turned into a dazzling Light, and the next moment, the Yuanjing Emperor and the Taiping Saber disappeared from the throne room.
A transportation instrument!
The regicide was not only to kill Yuan Jing, but also Jeanne d 'Arc.
Jeanne was a Calamity Master, and Xu Qi 'an was also a Third Grade Master, so the battle could not take place in the capital.
Otherwise, millions of people would be turned into ashes.
Xu Qi 'an glanced at the officials in the hall, their expressions were stiff, and their eyes were confused.
"Di Wudao, I will kill you today. Everyone, please wait in the hall and quietly wait for the result."
After saying that, he took out a small Eight Trigrams bronze plate and crushed it.
The Light enveloped him and disappeared.
…
The Meridian Gate Square was in chaos. The sound of horns and drums spread throughout the palace, and the imperial guards swarmed to the Meridian Gate.
Taking advantage of the weak security in the palace, Huaiqing led her trusted guards straight to the Jingyang Hall where the Yuanjing Emperor lived.
"Tie him up!"
The cold and noble eldest daughter waved her hand.
Twenty guards with profound cultivation bases subdued the guards outside the bedchamber effortlessly.
With a stack of handwritten books in her arms, Huaiqing walked quickly, and her dress fluttered in the wind. She entered the Yuanjing Emperor's palace alone.
Crossing the high threshold, Huaiqing, who was heading straight to the imperial study, suddenly stopped, as if she had sensed something. She turned and walked to the bedroom, and saw the array drawn on the ground and the bead floating in the air.
She saw the struggling golden dragon that was being sucked out bit by bit.
The underground golden dragon … Dragon Vein? Was this father's plan? What did he want to do?
Many questions flashed through Huaiqing's mind. Just as she was about to approach, she saw the eyeball in the bead turn and stare at her.
Being stared at by the eyeball, Huaiqing's heart skipped a beat. At the same time, the instinct of a martial artist tempered by the Spirit Ascension State warned her.
Huaiqing was a wise and decisive woman. She turned around and left without hesitation. Returning to the imperial study, she spread out the handwritten books on the table and stamped them with the imperial seal.
There were two kinds of handwritten books. The first was the order to close the city gates, and the second was the order to deploy the imperial guards.
The handwritten books had been stamped with the seal of the cabinet. As long as they were stamped with the imperial seal, all the gates of the capital would be closed, and the troops in the capital would be trapped in the city.
On the day of the meeting in the Earth Book Group, the members of the Heaven & Earth Society agreed that two conditions had to be met in order to kill the emperor.
First, the battle could not take place in the city.
Second, the five battalions of the imperial guards directly under the command of the Yuanjing Emperor could not intervene in the battle.
The five battalions of the imperial guards consisted of the Godly Machine Battalion, which controlled the advanced cannons and ballistae; the well-equipped Cavalry Battalion; the Assault Battalion, which was made up of heavy cavalry; the Hundred War Battalion, which was made up of heavy infantry; and the Navy.
These were the most elite troops of the Daibun. Whether it was combat ability, equipment, or military experts, they were all top-notch.
If this army could come out in full force, not to mention within the borders of the Daibun, even in the Nine States, there were only a handful of troops that could compete with them.
The meaning of their existence was to protect the capital and ensure that the capital of the country would not fall.
After stamping the imperial seal, Huaiqing ran out of the palace and called for the head guard.
"Quickly go to the imperial barracks and hand these five handwritten books to the commanders of the barracks.
"As for the rest of the handwritten books, send them to the cabinet and hand them to Wang Shoufu."
She gave the order methodically.
…
In the suburbs of the capital, the Southern Courtyard.
The formation engraved outside the forest lit up, and the Yuanjing Emperor in a yellow robe appeared. He held a saber in his hand and calmly looked around.
"Southern Courtyard!"
With just a glance, he recognized that this was the imperial hunting ground. The two hundred and sixty miles of vast woodland was indeed very suitable as a battlefield.
The Yuanjing Emperor looked somewhere, his eyes flowing with deep malice. He shook his hand and threw the saber.
Light flickered there, and Xu Qi 'an's figure appeared. The saber just happened to shoot at him, as if he had hit the edge of the saber himself.
Ding!
The golden light danced, and the saber was bounced off, then happily returned to its master's hand.
The Yuanjing Emperor couldn't help but squint and frown.
"Third Rank? I understand now. No wonder Wei Yuan's Qi and blood were not at the second rank that day. He had a backup plan. Tsk, if I didn't know him so well, I would have suspected that you are his illegitimate son. "
After being corrupted by the Earth Sect Daoist Leader, he didn't hide his jealousy, and his malice turned into killing intent.
Jealousy was one of the worst emotions in human nature. The Emperor, who had cultivated in seclusion for twenty years, advanced from an ordinary person to the second rank, and passed the Heavenly Tribulation, and became one of the few people at the peak of the nine states, was sincerely jealous of this young man.
Compared to the Emperor, who had to endure humiliation, this young man had been high-profile and gained fame and wealth. Even Wei Yuan was willing to pave the way for him.
It only took him a year to go from an ant to a third rank Warrior.
Xu Qi 'an sheathed his saber and sneered as he gathered strength. "If I told you that Huaiqing and the Fourth Prince are his blood, would you believe me?"
The Yuanjing Emperor calmed his expression and said coldly, "You are provoking me."
Xu Qi 'an responded to him by slashing his saber.
A stunning saber radiance was unleashed.
Taiping Saber + Heaven and Earth Saber + Heart Sword + Spirit Nourishing + Buddhist Lion's Roar!
Jade Shatter!
Accompanying the saber light was a deafening roar of a lion that shook one's soul.
The Yuanjing Emperor sensed the power of this saber. He suddenly disappeared and reappeared at an extremely fast speed. Streaks of bright yellow figures appeared and disappeared in a flash. However, he couldn't avoid this saber no matter what.
He stretched out his hands. His palms were surrounded by golden and black light, and he held the saber radiance.
Whoosh …
The saber radiance disappeared with the sound of Qi dissipating.
The Daoist Yang Spirit was also known as the Immortal Dharmakaya. It was the sublimation of the Golden Core's invulnerability.
Once one stepped into the realm of a first-rank Earth God, the Yang Spirit and the body would merge, and they could even fight with the Warrior.
Of course, their attack power and endurance were definitely not as good as the Warrior.
Xu Qi 'an appeared behind the Yuanjing Emperor and slashed down. He didn't expect the fourth-rank "Will" to hurt a second-rank Tribulation Master.
Will also needed to be cultivated.
The Warrior's Will could only be improved in the second-rank. The third-rank was the immortal body, so it had nothing to do with the fourth-rank Will.
It was just like how the fourth-rank and third-rank of the Confucian Faction had nothing to do with it.
What Xu Qi 'an wanted was to use this saber to close the relationship between the two sides and injure the opponent with a series of moves.
The Yuanjing Emperor raised his head and let out a silent roar.
Xu Qi 'an's head buzzed, and he started to feel dizzy. Within a radius of ten miles, everything as small as insects, as big as deer, and as wild boars died one after another. Their bodies were intact.
Taking advantage of the time when his Vital Spirit was in shock, the Yuanjing Emperor shot out rays of light from his sleeves.
He used the Divine Mirror to capture the opponent's Vital Spirit and prolong the control.
The Spirit-summoning Flag shot out rays of light to attack the Vital Spirit.
Three Soul-devouring Nails shot out, trying to penetrate the acupoints in the opponent's head. However, under the Warrior's physical strength, they bounced off helplessly.
Two bronze rings locked Xu Qi 'an's wrists.
The seventh-rank of Daoism was called "Energy Consuming". It could be used to control magic weapons, including flying swords. At the Yuanjing Emperor's level, it was easy for him to control multiple magic weapons at once.
In addition, Daoism was one of the few systems besides the Warlocks that had the ability to refine magic weapons. However, they were not as proficient as the Warlocks, who could refine almost any magic weapon.
While controlling the magic weapons to attack, the Yuanjing Emperor summoned a green sword and thrust it out. The brilliant sword light covered the sky.
He cultivated the cultivation method of Renzong, so he was also a second-rank Renzong. His attack power was no worse than Luo Yuheng's.
Among the three sects of Daoism, Renzong was the most aggressive.
Even among the Warrior, when it came to attack power, Renzong's swordsmanship was the best, and it specialized in breaking through the copper skin and iron bones of the Warrior.
Under the sword light, the Vajra Divine Art lasted for a few breaths, but it could not withstand it. The sword pierced through his heart.
Dark red blood splattered on Xu Qi 'an's back.
The Yuanjing Emperor madly urged his sword qi to erase the vitality of this newly ascended third-rank cultivator. His eyes shone with the same malice as the Earth Sect's Daoist Daoist.
He smiled sinisterly and said, "How dare a newly ascended third-rank Warrior compete with me?"
He had been in the second-rank for many years, and he had cultivated with the resources of the entire country. How could a newly ascended third-rank brat compete with him?
"Got you."
Xu Qi 'an smiled as if his plan had succeeded. He roared, "Shen Shu!"
A deep, vast, and terrifying aura awakened in Xu Qi 'an's body.
A fiery Demonic Pattern appeared between his brows. His skin was quickly dyed pitch-black, and a ring of flames appeared behind his head.
Xu Qi 'an's aura skyrocketed, from early-stage rank-3 to peak rank-3 in an instant.
This was not Shen Shu's power alone. It was the combined power of both of them.
Boom!
The bronze mirror, a magic tool, exploded.
The Spirit-summoning Banner exploded.
The bronze ring exploded.
"I'll take over!" Xu Qi 'an said.
Now that he was a true high-ranked Warrior, he had mastered the ability of Peak Strength. He could still kill elites of other systems, and he did not need Shen Shu to take over.
"Very well!"
Shen Shu's deep voice came from inside his body.
Shenshu had been forced to wake up. The only person who could wake up a supreme elite from his slumber was naturally another supreme elite.
When he woke up that day, Xu Qi 'an said that he only had one request for the Supervisor, and that was to help him awaken Shen Shu.
However, the Supervisor refused. He did not give a reason. He only told him to go to Yunlu Academy first.
Xu Qi 'an only understood the Supervisor's intention after receiving the Blood Pill that Wei Yuan had left for him from the dean.
Shen Shu was a bottomless pit that could not be fed to its fullest. If he was awake, Wei Yuan's Blood Pill would have gone to Shen Shu for nothing.
The next moment, a storm of attacks fell on Yuan Jing's body, and layers of airwaves exploded.
The Yuanjing Emperor felt like he was surrounded by enemies in all directions. The attacks came from different angles, as dense as rain. It was impossible to dodge or resist.
This was a high-ranked Warrior.
Pfft!
Xu Qi 'an clasped his hands together, pierced through the Yuanjing Emperor's chest, and tore hard.
Dismemberment!
Fresh blood splattered on his pitch-black, knotted body, making him look even more ferocious like a demon.
At this moment, the Yuanjing Emperor was officially dead, in the truest sense of the word.
The figure intertwined with the golden and black light disappeared. It hovered in the air, looking down at Xu Qi 'an with a gloomy face.
Joan of Arc, the late Emperor.
Xu Qi 'an looked at the body on the ground in silence. Memories of the past flashed through his mind. The image of the Yuanjing Emperor flashed across his mind.
The image of the Emperor sitting on the throne flashed across his mind.
Although he had been replaced by Joan of Arc, and although the Emperor had always been Joan of Arc, he still felt a strong sense of satisfaction.
He had killed the dog emperor with his own hands. From this moment on, Yuan Jing had become a part of history.
Joan of Arc's face twitched. Although Yuan Jing's cultivation level was limited, to him, it was a real life.
The Three Pure Ones in One Breath meant that one person had three lives.
After exchanging blows for a quarter of an hour, he had lost a life.
Looking at the god-like figure in fear, Empress Joan of Arc suddenly realized something. She pointed at Xu Qi 'an and roared, "Don't worry.
"It's you! It's you! You are the mysterious man who appeared in Chu Zhou City that day! The Sealed Artifact under Sampo is with you!"
He was full of hatred and resentment.
So it was him. The person who killed the King of Zhenbei was Xu Qi 'an.
"If I knew it was you, I would have cut you into pieces when you returned to the capital. I regret it now. I missed so many opportunities to kill you. You were able to hide from me because the Supervisor shielded you from the Heavenly Secret, so I couldn't sense its existence. "
Joan of Arc was enraged. He had watched this insignificant person grow up. He had allowed this insignificant person to grow up step by step.
Only now did he realize that the person who killed his other avatar was right next to him.
Not only did Xu Qi 'an kill his avatar, but he also brought the body back to the capital and scolded him in front of the people.
This was intolerable! This was intolerable!
Joan of Arc was shocked and enraged. She gritted her teeth and said, "I will not give you another chance."
Xu Qi 'an said lightly, "Yuan Jing is dead. After today, the throne of Daibun will change hands."
Hearing this, Joan of Arc let out a smug smile. "You are right. After today, Daibun will change hands. It will become a vassal of the Witchcraft Sect."
Sure enough, the former Emperor's goal was to make Daibun a vassal of the Witchcraft Sect. He wanted to emulate Tharrenagu … Xu Qi 'an furrowed his brows.
"What are you going to do?"
Joan of Arc breathed in and out the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth. He opened his arms as if to show off his greatness.
"Do you know about the Dragon Vein? The dynasty ruled over the Central Plains, not only the people, but also the land. The people's hearts were filled with luck, and the Dragon Vein was the essence of luck and land.
"As long as I extract the Spirit of the Dragon Vein and offer it to the Witchcraft Sect, the Central Plains will be plagued by natural and man-made disasters. But because the Dragon Vein is not destroyed, the uprisings are often unsuccessful. The Witchcraft Sect controls the Dragon Vein of the Central Plains. It will be easy for them to take over the Central Plains. "
"So you want to help the Witchcraft Sect kill Duke Wei?"
Xu Qi 'an did not know much about the Dragon Vein, but he knew about luck. After Daibun lost half of its luck, the country's strength had been declining day by day. If it wasn't a drought, it would be a flood.
Every year was bad.
With luck, he could always turn misfortunes into blessings. He had many fortuitous encounters and was able to advance three ranks in a year. On the surface, it seemed that he had received a favor from some big shots. In fact, this was a sign of luck.
If the Witchcraft Sect took away the Dragon Vein, the result would be obvious.
"Wei Yuan must die. If he is still alive, I will face him today. And the battle prowess of a second-grade martial artist is much stronger than yours. "
Queen Zhen De continued to inhale and exhale spiritual energy. The violent attack just now had caused some minor injuries to her.
"Wei Yuan is a rare talent. If he is not dead, Tharren-Agu will not be able to eat and sleep in peace. Even if the Witchcraft Sect controls the Dragon Vein, it will not be easy for them to take over the Central Plains. Of course, there is a third reason why I want to kill Wei Yuan. You will find out soon.
"By the way, I have already activated the formation to strip the Dragon Vein. Do you want to go back and stop me? I don't mind fighting in the city. "
I mind … Duke Wei should have expected this. The battle in Jing Shan City was also an invitation from the Witchcraft Sect, but Duke Wei had no choice. If the Witchcraft Sect broke free from the seal, no matter how strong Duke Wei was, he would not be able to fight against a Supreme Grade Warlock … Xu Qi 'an asked.
"You want to take away the Dragon Vein. Will the Supervisor agree?"
As a Rank One Warlock, no one knew more about luck than him. Queen Zhen De wanted to take away the Dragon Vein under the eyes of the Supervisor.
Although the Supervisor could not kill Queen Zhen De, he could stop the Dragon Vein from being taken away.
Queen Zhen De laughed. "The Supervisor is my biggest enemy in Project Longevity. If I can't stop him, why would I take away the Dragon Vein?"
Xu Qi 'an frowned.
…
Spirit Treasure Temple.
Luo Yuheng walked out of the quiet room and came to the small courtyard. She stretched out her white hand towards the small pond in the courtyard.
A rusty iron sword broke out of the water and delivered itself to her hand.
Luo Yuheng stepped out and disappeared from the courtyard.
…
Stargazing Tower.
There was a fluctuation in the void, and a figure wrapped in a wizard robe stepped out of the void.
It was an old man holding a whip in his hand. His hair and beard were all white, and his eyes were calm and gentle. But it was this old man who was no different from an ordinary old man. His appearance caused the sky above the Stargazing Tower to be covered with dark clouds.
The black clouds rolled, and they were very close to the Stargazing Tower. It was so close that it seemed to be right above their heads. Blazing lightning swam in the clouds.
The moment the old man appeared, the Eight Trigrams Platform lit up with lines of formation, strangling him.
But the old man did not seem to be in this world, and any attack on him was ineffective.
"Grand-disciple, if you have the power of Wei Yuan to break the formation, I will leave now." Salen Agu said with a smile.
The supervisor held the wine cup and took a sip leisurely.
"Daibun's national strength is so weak. How much strength do you have?" Salen Agu sat down at the table.
The Supervisor sneered. "Warlocks use their brains. Warrior only knows how to use brute force."
As he spoke, a chessboard appeared on the table.
"Let's play the next game."
"Using chess to decide the winner?"
The Supervisor said lightly. "No, after this game, the matter will be over."
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