"Boom!"

The only one who responded to him was Thunder.

Ran Zhen gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Okay, you want to kill them all, I will let the people of Dayi die with me!!"

After saying that, he threw the imperial seal in his hand into the sky and faced a thunder directly.

As the two intervened, some of the remaining national fortunes on the imperial seal collapsed, but the power of the thunder was also dissolved.

Wang Xuanji from Sitianjian said angrily: "So cruel. If this continues, the fate of Dayi will be dispersed, and the people of Dayi will definitely suffer a great disaster!!"

However, in the face of such a threat, the thunder continued to fall.

First of all, moral kidnapping has never been effective for Lin Qianjun.

Although the character of this small trumpet is a Taoist priest who saves suffering, the essence of his good deeds is just for merit.

And it doesn’t matter even if the fate of Dayi is gone.

He had already prepared the emperor's candidate.

Dayi will definitely not be in chaos for long.

As thunder continued to fall, Ran Zhenxin fell to the bottom, and Wang Xuanji was also stunned.

They had never expected that Lin Qianjun had not even hesitated at all, and seemed to have no concern about the thoughts of the people of Dayi.

Soon, the light on the imperial seal gradually dimmed, and fine cracks appeared.

With a "click", the entire jade seal shattered into dozens of small pieces of varying sizes.

Ran Zhen was stunned. His cultivation was higher than his and he was more ruthless than him. When did he offend such a person?

Before he could figure it out, several thunders descended from the sky and directly bombarded Ran Zhen into ashes.

None of his soul and body survived, and he could not die again.

The thunder disappeared, the rain fell, the true fire that stretched out from the alchemy furnace quickly extinguished, countless new buds grew, and those injured by the aftermath of the war were quickly healed.

Wang Xuanji stood on the observatory and murmured: "The fate of Dayi has dispersed, and this day should change..."

....

In the villa deep in the palace.

The Supreme Emperor Li Jue was lying on the bed, his breath was almost gone.

Hearing the sound outside, he seemed to look at the exquisite room beam with some sense, and then smiled bitterly: "Hehe, God... I mean...ah!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

As soon as his soul came out of his body, a ghost messenger came. A soul-retaining lock was tangled, making Li Jue unable to move. Then he directly brought him, who was in a turmoil, into the underworld.
Chapter completed!