Ni Henian walked on the central axis paved with the corpses of practitioners and Zhongzhou guards.

There were one or two Zhongzhou Guardsmen who rushed towards him, but they just got close to him and flew away.

His hands didn't even move at all.

Perhaps it was the instinctive fear of strong men who transcended this world, just like a mouse discovering a cat approaching, and then no Zhongzhou guards came close to him.

A carriage slowly emerged from the motorcade behind Wen Xuanshu.

This carriage is very new, but it seems that it has traveled too much in the past two days, and the axles are very worn.

The windows and doors of the carriage were closed, and there was so much dust that it looked like a coffin that had just been dug out of the soil.

Ni Henian looked at the carriage going out, thoughtfully, and stopped.

"If you want to go to True Dragon Mountain, you will have to fight with gods after all."

Looking at the carriage passing by and Ni Henian on the avenue in the palace, a wry smile appeared on the face of a Zhongzhou Guard herald.

Whether it is the mighty Zhongzhou Guards who are usually covered in silver armor, or the arrogant and otherworldly swordsmen of Xianyi Academy, or the Thunder Academy practitioners who are still fighting fiercely with the Zhongzhou Guards in the palace, they are just these.

A victim at the hands of the big shot.

This battle is destined to end with Wen Xuanshu's side killing the emperor, or the emperor's side killing Wen Xuanshu.

If the emperor wanted to kill Wen Xuanshu, he had to kill the tens of thousands of soldiers in Wen Xuanshu's hands so that practitioners like Ni Henian could pass through the army and come to Wen Xuanshu.

If Wen Xuanshu wants to kill the emperor, he must at least rush to Zhenlong Mountain and find the emperor.

At this moment, no matter how the battle between the Zhongzhou guards in the palace and the Thunder Academy practitioners goes, as long as the Zhongzhou guards are no longer enough to stop the actions of the holy practitioners, then this battle will only be a fight between gods.

…

In the eyes of ordinary people, practitioners of Ni Henian's level are indeed not much different from gods. Naturally, they will not notice the expressions of ordinary soldiers. After his eyes are burned by the light, he can no longer see clearly.

, However, he still turned his head and moved his blurred vision away from the moving carriage. He looked at Wen Xuanshu and said flatly: "In the past, the late emperor and Dean Zhang

The country was founded, but a group of cultivators from the Juli clan conspired to rebel and did some things that made Dean Zhang unbearable. Logically, those practitioners who thought they could defeat Dean Zhang would be executed. However, because there are some extremely rare underground

Mineral veins can only be collected by practitioners at the Saint Master level, so Dean Zhang and the late emperor did not execute them, but only made them perform hard labor to atone for their sins."

Wen Xuanshu smiled confidently and said: "Soldiers are deadly weapons, and wise men use them. Isn't it too late for Ni Da to talk about the origins of these people at this time?"

Ni Henian always had the expression of a senior looking at a junior. He shook his head, "I'm just telling you, those people are already dead."

Wen Xuanshu's smile faded, and his expression became cold and powerful, "When the seven city gates fell and Di Choufei rebelled, these people were destined to die, but they are Saint Masters. Even if they are older or disabled, you

To kill them, you have to pay a certain price. This must be the reason why the two worshipers and the craftsmen of the Rong family did not appear here."

"My men wanted to attack Zhenlong Mountain behind the palace. Did the Rong family kill them at the foot of Zhenlong Mountain? I'm afraid that Changsun Jinse wouldn't even let those who fought for Changsun Jinse to the foot of the mountain.

Are they coming in?" After a slight pause, Wen Xuanshu said sarcastically.

This sentence may sound meaningless, but a person of Wen Xuanshu's level will naturally not say meaningless words at this time.

"Such words are of no use to me." Ni Henian looked at Wen Xuanshu indifferently: "My interest is not in Zhenlong Mountain or other places, I only care about my practice. For me, someone like you

The value of people is not as good as Zhong Cheng and Xian Yi of the Zhong family.

He Baihe from the academy. This Zhongzhou City is the human world. I become a saint in this human world, and this human world is enough for me to practice. Conspiracies and calculations are of no use to me, because I am in this city.

You are invincible here, no one can stop me from killing you."

This sentence was extremely domineering, but no one laughed at Ni Henian at this time.

Because Ni Henian was indeed invincible in Zhongzhou City.

Starting many years ago, the practitioners in Zhongzhou City all recognized his invincibility in Zhongzhou City.

In a sense, because of Ni Henian's existence, many people who have become extremely powerful in the world have never appeared in Zhongzhou City.

For people in Zhongzhou City, Ni Henian's words cannot be refuted.

Wen Xuanshu didn't speak any more, but turned to look at the new but dusty carriage in front of him.

…

Who is in the carriage?

The sad herald of the Zhongzhou Guard in front of him looked at the carriage in shock. He had seen many amazing scenes of the fighting power near the central axis of the palace where he was, and saw the emperor and Wen Xuanshu's constant chatter.

Pushing down the trump cards in their hands one by one, and the conversation between Ni Henian and Wen Xuanshu let an ordinary general like him know that somewhere he couldn't see, the emperor and Wen Xuanshu had also pushed down more trump cards in their hands.

And now, who is in this carriage? Is it even heavier than those trump cards?

The closed door of the carriage opened at this moment.

Any ordinary wooden carriage will make a sound when the carriage door is opened. However, when this door is opened, there is no sound, because the door is already burning the moment it is opened.

reduced to ashes.

The flame is black and the ashes are black.

Then thick black smoke came out of the car.

A figure covered in black flames and thick black smoke walked out of the carriage.

The two horses in front of the carriage didn't make any sound.

Because they were so scared that they squatted on the ground and couldn't make any sound at all.

The carriage also burned behind this figure, turning into pieces of black ashes, just like the flowers of sin that sprouted from the void when the legendary devil came.

The carriage was not high, and any normal person would have to bend down when walking out. However, this man walked out straight, without bending at all, because he had no legs.

The figure with thick smoke and flames floating up to the height of the two-story pavilion continued to move forward. The two horses in front of him also burned into charcoal, giving off a pungent smell.

The body of this figure is like a sacrifice to the devil.

The herald of the Zhongzhou Guard and some of the Zhongzhou Guard generals behind him were so shocked that even though they opened their mouths, they could not make any sound.

They can't imagine that such a thing exists in the world.

"I can stop you." This figure, covered in black flames and thick smoke, spoke coldly. His Yun Qin words sounded very stiff and stubborn, like two burning stones rubbing against each other.

Ni Henian's pine egg-like pupils gave off a strange light. He looked at the other person's body covered with mysterious runes, the black robe flowing like lava, and the scepter in the other person's hand, and he understood the other person's identity.

"It's just a man with a broken leg." His face began to exude a fiery look, like a flower blooming to its peak.

The great elder of Purgatory Mountain, who had broken his leg, was slightly startled and then burst out laughing.

In the laughter, many black flames and smoke flew away, like black swallows flying in the air.

Although his legs were amputated by the headmaster of Purgatory Mountain and he became a cripple, and was deprived of his status as an elder of Purgatory Mountain, he could not sit still in Purgatory Mountain, in a position that was more noble than the emperor.

I don't know how many years. Even from the perspective of a person like him, the whole world, the whole world, he has always been under the leader of Purgatory Mountain.

So he naturally has prestige.

The laughter naturally also contains the powerful majesty and pride that regards all living beings in the world as ants.

"You are just a blind man." He laughed contemptuously.

Ni Henian stopped talking.

He began to move forward, towards this mysterious opponent who had never really appeared in the world and appeared in Yunqin.

With every step he took, the aura outside his body became more and more restrained. Layers of air shrank toward him, forming a thin crystal wall outside his body, as if he was wearing a transparent coat.

Jia Yi, his steps were neither hasty nor slow, and his feet were very light. He was no different from a normal person walking, and he did not destroy anything along the way. However, the sky above his head suddenly brightened, and a ray of sky light came from above.

It fell from the sky and landed on him.

The great elder of Purgatory Mountain who had broken his leg stopped laughing.

"Something interesting."

His voice became a little solemn.

Then he also started to move forward.

The black flames on his body stretched back as he moved forward, while the black smoke coming out of his body was like snow, flying forward.

He stretched out the staff in his hand.

The vitality between heaven and earth quickly responded.

Thousands of pieces of paper and thick black smoke, like ashes, gathered together and faintly formed into the shape of a black skull, rushing towards Ni Henian.

This skull is very huge, bigger than Ni Henian's body, and makes people feel indescribable fear and awe.

Ni Henian's face also became extremely solemn.

He stretched out his five fingers, and five strands of transparent vitality made a strange roar in the air. However, the oncoming black smoke still enveloped him like a cage.

The vitality on his body and the skylight falling above his head were all strangely distorted on the surface. Bits of vitality were constantly separated from his body, burning like candles and turning into black smoke.

The huge skull seems to be grinning.

The distance between Ni Henian's eyes and the great elder of Purgatory Mountain suddenly became extremely distant.

Ni Henian's brows began to frown deeply and he began to think quietly.

In the midst of this unprecedented battle, he was thinking quietly.

Because he knew very well that unless he could figure something out, he would definitely fall in this seemingly endless distance.

At this moment, a flying sword, as faint as the shadow of a willow branch on a moonlit night, suddenly flew from the air to the left of Wen Xuanshu, and quickly stabbed Wen Xuanshu's neck.

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