Lu Shan's true face!
Everyone looked over at the same time, and they were all shocked. This face was actually somewhat similar to the person who had just arrived, and it was obvious that they were related by blood.
"Hao Tianwang!" Mi Wu immediately recognized the other party, and she screamed in shock.
The Grand Elder had told them too many times about Hao Tianwang's appearance, so Mi Wu was very familiar with it, and she would never forget it even in death.
Although this was the first time she had seen the real person, she recognized him at a glance.
It was obvious that this person was King Wulin.
Seeing this scene, King Wuling flew into a rage. "How dare you!"
The ice sword shone brightly, and in an instant, the ice in the palace seemed to be summoned. Ka, ka, ka, the pieces of ice seemed to come alive, flying into the sky and aiming at the few people.
Xiao Bai pointed his finger, and the Bloodthirsty Scepter had already absorbed all the blood on the ground, and a blood-red light shrouded the surroundings. With a roar from Xiao Bai, the Bloodthirsty Scepter underwent an earth-shattering change.
The blood completely emerged from the tip of the scepter, and turned into thousands of threads, like vines, quickly spreading towards King Wuling.
"Kill!"
A roar filled with killing intent burst out from King Wuling's mouth.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and the air was filled with cold air, and the wild dog couldn't help but shiver.
Previously, he had been captured by the Three-headed Venomous Snake, and had fallen into darkness. If it wasn't for Tang Zheng chasing after him in time, he would probably have lost his life.
Thus, seeing this scene, the wild dog trembled. Although he knew that he was no match for the enemy, he still took out his transcendent treasure, and prepared to fight to the death with the enemy.
Mi Wu shook her ten fingers, and a cloud of fog spread out from her fingertips, causing the palace to be shrouded in fog.
Wherever the ice passed, the fog was frozen, and solidified into ice crystals. Thousands of threads of blood also tore through the fog, and clashed with the ice.
Peng, peng, peng!
A series of loud sounds rang out. That was the sound of the ice colliding with the blood threads, exploding into pieces. However, the blood threads couldn't hold on for long either.
Almost at the same time, the blood threads and ice were exhausted. The ice sword and the Bloodthirsty Scepter clashed, and two different lights burst out from the point of contact.
Boom!
One was white and one was red. The radiance was so bright that it dyed the palace and the fog into a different color.
Xiao Bai gritted his teeth. He finally realized how powerful King Wuling was.
They had only just clashed, but he already knew that King Wuling was stronger than him. However, his Bloodthirsty Scepter was stronger than the ice sword. That was why they were in such a stalemate.
Xiao Bai had blocked King Wuling's attack almost single-handedly.
King Wuling looked at Xiao Bai in shock and asked, "What kind of magical weapon is this?"
Xiao Bai coldly snorted and said, "I will take back everything that you took from my ancestor."
Whoosh!
The Bloodthirsty Scepter's radiance actually overshadowed the ice sword.
King Wuling was dumbfounded. He looked at Xiao Bai in despair and said, "You're a member of the imperial family?"
Xiao Bai was in human form, so King Wuling didn't recognize him immediately.
King Wuling had been influenced by the imperial family since he was young. He had always felt a deep sense of apprehension toward them, but unfortunately, he had never truly fought them.
However, the imperial family was like a nail that had been buried in his heart long ago.
He was so shocked now that he had finally met a member of the imperial family.
This emotion didn't last long, and he quickly calmed down. What was so great about the imperial family? Didn't they still lose to his father, Hao Tianwang?
Even the remnants of the imperial family were wiped out when they fought with all their might. Therefore, he shouldn't be afraid of the imperial family.
The imperial family wasn't as invincible as the legends said. History had already proven that his father had won once, so he would win a second time.
Moreover, this time, he would kill them all to prevent future troubles. He would make sure that the last remnants of the imperial family would disappear from the Sky Beyond Heaven.
No, they would disappear from this world, never to return.
He had this strong confidence.
In an instant, his aura skyrocketed. The ice sword became incomparably sharp, as if it was unstoppable. It cut through the Bloodthirsty Scepter's blood-red light and drove straight in, forcing the scepter to retreat again and again.
At the same time, the Forbidden Army swarmed in, completely blocking the entrance to the palace. With a few whooshing sounds, the Forbidden Army rushed in front of the fog and Wild Dog.
They couldn't interfere with the battle between Xiao Bai and King Wuling. Moreover, the Forbidden Army knew that King Wuling hated it when people interrupted him when he was fighting.
No Forbidden Army dared to provoke him.
Therefore, their targets became the fog, Wild Dog, and Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng seemed to have lost his soul. He stared at Hao Tianwang without moving. His eyes were like lightning, unwilling to move away for even a second.
Wild Dog and the fog didn't know what he was thinking, but they knew that they couldn't let the Forbidden Army disturb him. Therefore, they took up the task of defending the enemy.
With a sway of his body, he disappeared into the fog, blending into the rest of the fog.
The Forbidden Army soldier at the front had blood spurting out from his neck. His head was separated from his body, and his neck flew backward.
The other Forbidden Army soldiers didn't retreat. Instead, they continued to attack without hesitation.
Puff! Puff!
Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the palace red.
This was the specialty of the fog's attack. Although the fog's cultivation wasn't higher than the Forbidden Army's, its attacks were everywhere, making it impossible for the enemy to escape.
Wild Dog was much inferior. Although his courage was commendable and his giant hammer was impenetrable and majestic, his cultivation was far inferior to the Forbidden Army's. He was knocked down to the ground after a few moves.
Fortunately, he had rich combat experience and had been at the brink of death many times. Therefore, he narrowly escaped from the Forbidden Army's magic weapon several times.
Tang Zheng seemed to be uninvolved. Suddenly, he didn't see the fierce fighting around him. His attention was completely attracted by Hao Tianwang.
He wasn't stupid. He just found something strange about Hao Tianwang.
Hao Tianwang should be dead. However, Hao Tianwang in the ice had a ruddy complexion. He was no different from a living person. Although his eyes were closed and he didn't have any aura, Tang Zheng was restless. Especially the Tomes of Arcane, it was restless.
The Heavenly Book cultivated the Heavenly Path, so it was very sensitive to the outside world. It was almost never like the current situation where it was ready to make a move.
The only explanation was that the Heavenly Book had sensed something unusual. It was very likely that it was a huge threat.
The Heavenly Book and Tang Zheng had already merged into one. His body and the Heavenly Book were one. The Heavenly Book had sensed a threat, so it was warning Tang Zheng.
He should have left the palace immediately, but he didn't turn around. He wanted to figure out the situation.
"Why is the Heavenly Book so afraid of a dead person? There must be a reason, a reason that can be explained. "His eyes burned as he stared unblinkingly at Hao Tianwang.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. An unimaginable thought popped up in his mind, causing him to open his mouth wide in shock. "Unless …"
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