The war at the head of the Horizontal Imperial City continued.

Li Mo Ding raised his head to look at the turbulent tribulation clouds in the sky, and then looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared, stirring up the black Qi that filled the sky and fighting Master Bu Ku.

His heart was filled with shock. Today's battle had given him too many surprises, and it had also allowed him to see too many things that he had never seen before.

"Finally." However, at this moment, an ice-cold voice sounded in his ears.

Li Mo Ding looked sideways and saw that his royal brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was looking up at the black figure in the sky. His eyes, which hadn't changed even when the Imperial City was in danger, were burning with raging flames, burning hot and boiling hot.

"Who is he?" Li Mo Ding asked.

"I've been waiting for 30 years." Marotta's tone is a little cold, but the depth of the cold tone is hidden with his eyes as hot.

"Sacred Sun Army!" But don't wait for Li Mo ding from such a change, marotta's voice rang again.

This time, his tone was as thick as the morning bell and as loud as a rooster.

At the same time, the aura around him also changed, and boundless killing intent surged out from under his Confucian robes. At this moment, marotta is no longer the seemingly weak scholar, but more like a sleeping lion.

"Yes!" A response that concealed the sound of lightning tribulation rang out from within the Sacred Sun Army, echoing through the city walls of Heng Imperial City.

Li Mo Ding could clearly feel that at this moment, the Sacred Sun Army in front of him seemed to have changed. It was as if their Qi had become one, seemingly numbering 120,000 people. However, the gathering of Qi made people feel as if they were a single person.

Don't even need marotta ordered to say something, one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers in red armor will step down at that time, along the stairs of the head of the horizontal imperial city to the horizontal imperial city.

"This is to.." Li Mo ding more puzzled, he looked at marotta, asked. At this moment Cui Ting soldiers are still stationed outside the city, a steady stream of monsters are still being thrown into the horizontal imperial city, marotta with the main guarding the city left. Not to mention Li Mo Ding, even the ordinary soldiers were confused and helpless.

"Ah Mo." Just as Li Mo Ding was puzzled, marotta suddenly turned around to look at Li Mo Ding, he called out, simple two words, but let the Li family prince's expression changed slightly. This should be the first time in the past 30 years that Li Mo Ding heard such a name, in this world only his late mother, and marotta before the eighth son took his first wife happened to address him like this.

Hearing this again, Li Mo ding couldn't help but look up at marotta. Marotta reached out to gently patted his shoulder, and then the commander of the Sacred Sun Army smiled for the first time: "Great Xia safety, and even the safety of the world at this moment is all tied to you, can you keep it?"

Hearing this, Li Mo Ding was stunned again.

He naturally don't understand what marotta want to do, but surprisingly, he didn't ask more after that slightly surprised, he nodded heavily towards marotta: "royal brother is going! Leave this to me!"

"Alright!" Marotta laughed loudly, and then his body paused, then turned into a streak of light and fled towards the horizontal imperial city.

..

The 120,000 strong army surged into Horizontal Imperial City like a torrent. Wherever they passed, none of those arrogant monsters could clang their sharp edges. In the blink of an eye, they were cut into pieces by the soldiers in red armor.

Soon, the 120,000 troops were divided into square formations and surrounded the black shadow that was battling Master Buku in the air.

"Formation!" Then marotta yelled from the sky, the one hundred and twenty thousand troops like a royal edict, have shown the long saber at the waist, snow-white blade reflecting the sky of lightning, bright so that people don't dare to look directly, and a majestic momentum also rose from the bodies of these soldiers at that time.

Shen Wushuang, whose entire body was wrapped in black gas, slapped out a palm. The surging black gas spread out and sent all three high-ranking monks of the Dragon Hidden Temple, led by Master Bu Ku, flying. Then his clothes shook, deep eyes to have flown to the front of marotta, his eyes narrowed at that time, and looked at the ground that surrounded him red armor soldiers, smiled and said: "What is this going to do?"

Standing in front of him marotta gaze at the so-called longest-lived immortal in the world, there is no fear between his brows, he said softly: "kill you."

His tone was extremely calm, as if he was stating an extremely ordinary fact.

It was probably also because of this that Shen Wushuang was stunned for a moment.

Then, a brilliant smile appeared on his face, "Kill me?"

He repeated marotta, the expression on his face as if to hear the funniest joke in the world, brows and eyes.

"Yes, I will kill you." Marotta's expression is still incomparably calm, he said again.

As soon as he finished speaking, his white Confucian robe stirred up, and boundless energy flowed out of his body. When the black energy gushing out of Shen Wushuang's body touched that energy, it seemed to be somewhat afraid and instinctively retreated.

Below the 120 thousand Saint Yang army armor seems to have a feeling, a qi around the body also became surging at that time, and this qi and marotta around the qi, under the traction of marotta condensed behind him, into a waist with a long blade of the giant swordsman phantom.

"Immortal Confucianism and Taoism?" Shen Wushuang's expression changed slightly. He could clearly feel the immortal's aura from this scholar in white.

He had to admit that this was indeed beyond his expectations.

In fact, apart from the few immortals in this world, most of the remaining immortals, whether they were in this world or in seclusion, were not in his eyes. This is not a difficult thing to understand. You have walked this path thousands of times. You are familiar with every city, every stronghold, every plant, every flower on this path. Therefore, you know exactly what path people on this path can take and what kind of flowers and grass they carry. Naturally, you have nothing to fear.

However, the immortals of Confucianism and Taoism were different. No one had yet reached the end of this path. No one dared to say what kind of scenery there would be on this path. Shen Wushuang was even more unable to predict whether the person walking on this path was a beautiful flower or a killing dagger.

He looked at the condensed swordsman phantom with a calm brow, and then his eyebrows suddenly stretched out.

"So it's a Confucian and Taoist divine ability that gathers into a pagoda. I'm afraid this won't be enough to kill someone divine." He chuckled softly, but that was when he finished speaking.

Roar! ! !

A loud dragon roar suddenly rose from the distant Great Yang Palace. At that time, a scarlet divine dragon soared into the sky from the depths of Great Yang Palace.

"Then add this!" At the same time, a figure dressed in a dragon robe slowly rose from where the divine dragon appeared. It was the Great Xia Emperor, Li Yulin.

He looked at Shen Wushuang with a calm brow and said, "Since thirty years ago, you have tried your best to seize my Great Xia's luck."

"Today, I will bet on the fate of our Great Xia Kingdom and fight you!"

"Do you dare to fight!!!"

..

Li Yulin's voice was like a yellow bell, resounding through the city walls of the Royal City. The citizens in the city were probably looking forward to it.

However, Ye Hongjian and the others clearly did not have such thoughts.

They were still in some sort of great shock, unable to regain their senses for a long time.

However, the group of black-robed people seemed to be quite interested in all of this. They turned their heads to look at that place.

"This fellow is the most complacent evil dog of that group of people, right?"

"Evil dog? It seems to me that this evil dog has the appearance of devouring its master."

"Back then, I was really blind. I passed the location of the Lunar Temple to him."

"In that case, does the old palace master have a chance to make a mistake?"

A group of people seemed to be conversing as if no one was present, and their tone was as relaxed and pleasant as ever.

Ye Hongjian's mind was the most delicate. In addition, she had already fought with the Headmaster before, so she was the first to react. However, the sword in her hand suddenly unsheathed, "What do you want to do?"

"You really are a bad girl." The blue-robed Headmaster shook his head with a smile. His relaxed expression was in stark contrast to Ye Hongjian's imminent enemy.

A white-bearded old man took the Headmaster's words and said, "So, the adopted daughter is not like a son. Look at that son of a bitch in my family. Although he is a bit unreliable, his grandson is very beautiful. Look at that arm. That leg is really like my father's.." He took the Headmaster's words and said seventeen times before stopping, "My father's demeanor!"

"Alright, everyone, time is of the essence. Let's start quickly." At this moment, another figure sounded.

The group of black-robed people who heard this all had serious expressions on their faces, and they immediately nodded their heads.

Clang!

With a sword cry, the sword behind Meng Liang suddenly flew out. The barrier that Ye Hongjian and the others described as a heavenly chasm only slightly touched the sword body and shattered like glass.

Afterwards, the sword continued to fly towards Xu Han's location.

"Xiao Han, be careful!" Ye Hongjian, who had been wary of the arrival of the Headmaster and the others, immediately changed her expression. She shouted loudly, and then her true essence surged around her, about to chase after the sword.

But at this moment, the Headmaster's clothes suddenly stirred up. A strange aura surged out from his body and linked with Ye Hongjian. A barrier suddenly formed between the two of them. The people inside couldn't get out, and the people outside couldn't see what was happening inside.

Fang Ziyu and the others also regained their senses at this moment, but they were unable to understand what had happened.

They looked at the group of black-robed men who were about to ask questions, but at that time, many spirit formations suddenly emerged from the bodies of people they knew and surrounded them.

The remaining black-robed men's bodies flashed. Following the flying sword to Xu Han's side, they all raised their heads to look at the figure bathed in lightning. Their faces no longer had the relaxed expression they had before, but instead became extremely solemn.

At this moment, the sword that flew out of Meng Liang's body also stood in the air. An illusory figure gradually emerged from the sword. He measured the youth and the purple lotus flower behind him that was gradually growing its eighth petal in the lightning. Suddenly, he let out a long sigh.

"Nine petals of the lotus blossom.."

"Immortals fall to the mortal world.."

"This day is finally coming."

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