East of the Mountain Range, in a village.
One hundred thousand Golden Guardian stood in front of Su Ziyang and knelt down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty!"
Their voices were in unison.
"Rise!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Su Ziyang looked at Luo Shun and nodded with satisfaction.
This guy was a little stubborn, but he was absolutely loyal.
They came to the main hall of the village.
"General Luo, get ready to go to Tiger Ridge Village with me!" Su Ziyang said.
"Your Majesty, according to the report, Zhao Chan has sent a million troops to attack Tiger Ridge Village! If we go now, we will definitely meet them. "Luo Shun said.
"Zhao Chan?" Su Ziyang frowned slightly.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Chan is the leader of Purple Feather Pavilion. Her strength is infinitely close to the Saint level. Her real combat power is far beyond the average Saint level!" Luo Shun introduced.
Su Ziyang nodded slightly. "Did you send a letter?"
"Your Majesty, I did, but there was no response!" Luo Shun said.
Su Ziyang frowned and pondered. After a while, he looked at Luo Shun. "Next, you should do this …"
Luo Shun nodded repeatedly.
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West of the Mountain Range, there was a village called Tiger Ridge Village.
Mountain Range surrounded the Mountain Range on three sides. It covered an area of dozens of square kilometers. There were all kinds of pavilions in the village. There were hundreds of thousands of people living there.
On this day, there were no crowds or smoke in the village as usual. There were no guards at the entrance of the village.
There was dead silence in the village.
Even the birds and insects were afraid. At this moment, they were dormant and did not make any sound.
"Phew …"
In the village, the fog drifted with the wind. It made the entire village look like a dream. It was as illusory as a fairyland and as ethereal as the Underworld.
A burly man stood at the entrance of the village. He frowned and looked dignified.
He was Su Ziyang.
"No one?"
"The army is not here?"
Su Ziyang used his Divine Eyes and scanned the entire village.
Within 500 meters of the stronghold, there was not a single person.
"What happened?"
Su Ziyang walked into the village.
Along the way, he carefully observed his surroundings.
Suddenly.
Two figures appeared behind Su Ziyang.
"Stop! This is an important place for you to trespass. Tell me your name!"
This sound gave Su Ziyang a fright.
He turned around and looked back.
The two Golden Guardians were holding long spears in their hands. Their eyes were lifeless, and their mouths were speaking mechanically.
It was as if his soul had been sucked away.
Seeing the two Golden Armor Guards, Su Ziyang sucked in a breath of cold air.
To be able to evade his God Eye's detection, the other party's means were definitely not ordinary.
Who was it?
Su Ziyang murmured.
He took out the priestess medal and waved it in front of them.
"Why aren't you kneeling when you see me?!"
A loud shout shook the two people's heads.
His stiff body slowly knelt down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor …"
"Rise!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Take me to see Xuanyuan Wu," Su Ziyang said.
"Yes!"
The two Golden Guardians walked forward, and Su Ziyang followed closely behind them.
With his hands behind his back, he looked calm, but his eyes were scanning the surroundings. He did not dare to be careless.
Not long after, the Jinjiawei brought Su Ziyang to a grand hall that was dazzling in gold and jade.
"Your Majesty, our general is waiting for you inside!"
After that, the two Golden Guardians slowly disappeared like ghosts.
When he opened his eyes, the Golden Guardians were nowhere to be seen.
Su Ziyang looked at the hall and walked forward cautiously.
"I want to see what tricks you are playing!"
Su Ziyang muttered to himself and walked into the hall.
The hall was inlaid with all kinds of glowing gems, illuminating the entire hall.
It looked dazzling and resplendent.
The main seat of the hall was a dragon throne, which had the aura of the Emperor.
When people stood in front of it, they had a feeling of bowing down to it.
On the throne, a man in a dragon robe sat.
His eyes were closed, and his breath was weak.
That appearance, as if he was about to die.
"Hu … …"
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, and two cold lights flashed.
He stared at Su Ziyang, and his body was full of killing intent.
"Seeing Zhen, still not kneeling down!" The man roared.
"Zhen?"
Su Ziyang looked at the man, and his voice was cold, "Xuanyuan Wu, it seems that you really want to rebel?"
"Buzz … …"
Su Ziyang shook the priest medal in his hand, and a strange power surged into Xuanyuan Wu.
Xuanyuan Wu recovered some of his consciousness.
"Priest medal? You … … You are the spirit emperor? "
"The high priest is dead?"
"Haha … … Great, after killing you, Zhen will be the real spirit emperor!"
After saying that, Xuanyuan Wu took a step forward and pounced straight at Su Ziyang.
That staggering appearance did not have the slightest bit of fighting strength.
When Xuanyuan Wu rushed in front of him.
Su Ziyang stretched out his finger, aimed at his chest, and poked it over.
There was no accident.
"Bang … …"
Xuanyuan Wu fell to the ground, his face covered in dust.
He was about to struggle up, but he saw a big foot step down, ruthlessly stepping on his face.
"Dare to wear a dragon robe, you really want to rebel. Since that's the case, Zhen will not spare you!"
After saying that, Su Ziyang's right foot exerted force and ruthlessly rubbed.
Blood foam flowed out from the man's mouth, dyeing the dragon robe red.
Pain surged, and Xuanyuan Wu looked terrified, waving his hand repeatedly.
"Emperor, spare me, this general knows his mistake!" Xuanyuan Wu struggled and shouted.
"Humph … …"
Su Ziyang retracted his foot, looked at him coldly, and asked, "Speak, what the hell is going on?"
As soon as these words came out, it seemed to arouse Xuanyuan Wu's nightmare. He hugged his head and struggled frantically, "No … …"
"Don't … … Don't come over!"
"Dead, they're all dead, they're all gone!"
"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm useless!"
"Ah … …"
At this moment, Xuanyuan Wu became a madman.
"Buzz … …"
Su Ziyang took the Guardian Spirit Medal and waved it in front of him.
"Huff … …"
Wisps of red air waves rose from Xuanyuan Wu's head and flowed into the Guardian Spirit Medal.
Xuanyuan Wu gradually calmed down.
He looked at Su Ziyang and knelt down.
"Emperor, this general deserves to die, I have the heart to rebel, perhaps, this is retribution!"
"This general is cut into pieces, I can't escape the blame!"
"Emperor, this general's death is not to be regretted, but the brothers are innocent, please save them!"
As he spoke, the man kowtowed to Su Ziyang.
Hearing these words without rhyme or reason, Su Ziyang did not understand what was going on.
"Start from the beginning!" Su Ziyang said.
"Yes, Emperor!"
The man stood up and opened his mouth to speak.
Xuanyuan Wu was the general of one hundred and fifty thousand Golden Guardian.
Originally, there were only one hundred thousand Golden Guardian, after these years of development, it had grown to one hundred and fifty thousand.
Gradually, Xuanyuan Wu also had the heart to rebel.
However, the high priest, that god-like figure, was still alive, he did not dare to rebel.
He had endured until now.
Three days ago.
A red light fell from the sky and landed in the village.
At that moment, everyone was stunned on the spot, they did not know what had happened.
Because he could not find the reason, Xuanyuan Wu did not take it too seriously and continued to operate as usual.
However, since yesterday, the brothers had disappeared into thin air one by one.
Following that, strange things happened in Tiger Ridge Village. Some of the brothers' bodies could be hidden in the light fog, their bodies completely disappeared, and then they could walk out of the light fog.
However, after walking out, their consciousness was no longer there, as if their souls were sucked away by someone.
After a day and night of investigation, Xuanyuan Wu did not find any reason, but his cultivation was constantly flowing away.
For the sake of the Emperor's dream, he put on the dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne, and quietly waited for death, which led to the previous scene.
"Emperor, I can sense that the brothers are not waiting for me to save them, but I can't protect myself."
"Your Majesty, I beg you, please save them!"
"According to the cultivation I'm losing, I can feel that they are …"
Before he could finish his words.
"Bang …"
Xuanyuan Wu's head exploded, and his body fell straight to the ground.
His body twitched a few times, and then there was no movement.
"Young man, this is not a place you should be!"
At this moment, a voice sounded.
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