Close the mountain gate and assassinate Zhang Yi, strictly speaking, is an unprecedented civil strife in the Immortal Fu Sect. No matter which side wins, it will completely change the direction and destiny of the Immortal Fu Sect in the future.

In addition to these battles about Zhang Yi, there were many battles or confrontations in the Immortal Talisman Sect.

From the appearance of Li Daoji, using his sword to break several talismans, killing Cheng Qingye, to the fact that the old man in black robe was truly convinced by the leader of the Immortal Talisman Sect, the civil strife was truly over.

If the opinions have been unified, there will be no more battles or confrontations.

Death does not mean real death. Several practitioners of the Immortal Talisman Sect who are best at healing appear from everywhere. When taking over the injuries of Zhang Yi and others, they all looked at Chen Xing's gradually cold body with an inexplicable look.

What they were thinking about at this moment was Chen Xingchui, who was supposed to be the treatment of him at this time.

Zhang Yi was lifted out of the Chuitian Palace and was also receiving treatment. However, when he was not as heavy as Su Qin, he tried his best to lift his body upwards, thanked Su Qin, and then couldn't help asking, "Why are you helping me?"

Even though he had the friendship of his former classmates, everything from Su Qin leaving Changling to the Immortal Talisman Sect made him very clear that Su Qin would never regard him as a friend, especially it was impossible to save him with his life.

In his opinion, this was definitely an abnormal and even impossible thing.

Su Qin looked at him coldly, and a slightly ironic feeling gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Changling.

"You may not have heard that your junior brother Ding Ning is dead." He said slowly, with a hint of pleasure.

Zhang Yi's body stopped at this moment.

He just kept a slightly raised posture and stopped there.

For someone like him who is seriously injured and dying, it is probably more difficult to maintain such a posture than to sit up.

However, he was like this, and it seemed to have nothing to do with his body state and half of his body, and stopped there.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Yi seemed to have not heard it clearly and asked at Su Qin.

"Ding Ning is dead."

Su Qin did not look at him, but laughed, "He was used on the battlefield to break the seal of the Tianliang Ancestral Land, and died in the Tianliang Ancestral Land. It is precisely because he died that I must save you. Because at least for now, only if you are still alive, I am valuable to the mistress of Changling."

"I am worth only if you are alive." Su Qin repeated this sentence, and then said coldly: "Otherwise I will be a dog that was randomly discarded here."

“Impossible.”

Zhang Yi suddenly struggled. He wanted to sit up and ask Li Daoji, but this struggle made him fall heavily on the stretcher.

"In addition to the sword scriptures of Minshan Sword Sect, you want to kill you, just because Ding Ning is dead. In her opinion, keeping you is a future problem. If you kill you, you don't need to worry about Ding Ning's feelings."

Su Qin turned his head to look at Zhang Yi who could hardly breathe and said coldly: "Otherwise, why would you kill you?"

Zhang Yi's chest and head were full of tear-like pain. All his rationality, including his intuition, told him that Su Qin did not lie, but he still couldn't believe it. He used all his strength and shouted, "Uncle Master!"

...

Yan Royal Palace.

Outside the Imperial Study Room is the Imperial Garden.

There is a paved road with white jade passing through this imperial garden, with white jade making a bridge across the pond.

The white jade carved with dragons and phoenixes and auspicious clouds, which are beautiful and peaceful on weekdays and exudes majesty.

At this moment, the imperial garden was covered with fragments of corpses and fragments of weapons. Except for the imperial study room and the Baiyu Bridge that finally reached the imperial study room, the other scenery had been torn to pieces by the energy of heaven and earth.

The heavy plasma passed through the relief patterns, floating with fragments of flesh and internal organs, as if laying a thick blanket in this garden.

Several powerful practitioners were carrying various terrifying wounds. The heaven and earth energy around their bodies was turbulent and violently turbulent, changing into various brilliances and clouds, making them look like gods and demons. However, their eyes were filled with despair and anger.

The roads around the palace and the roof tiles reflected the cold flash of weapons and talismans.

These flashes formed like waves, with an extremely heavy thickness, pressing around them, turning the garden into the last solitary.

The ground was shaking slightly, and a huge metal roar was slowly approaching, indicating that some huge talismans with huge lethality were advancing.

"Middle Skills!"

A bright yellow figure appeared at the broken door of the imperial garden. Among the several powerful practitioners in the garden, one of them suddenly shouted angryly.

This is a middle-aged man with white face and no beard, with an extremely handsome face.

But the most important thing is that he was wearing a bright yellow Jiulong robe.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, this was a dragon robe that only Emperor Yan could wear, representing the only emperor's authority.

For ministers loyal to Emperor Yan, this is disobedience and naked disrespect.

However, when he heard such an angry roar, the white-faced man who appeared at the door of the Imperial Garden covered with flesh and corpses smiled gently.

"We have reached this point, do you still care about this?"

He looked at the practitioners gently and sympathetically, and at the same time, he looked at the imperial study room where the door was still closed with great sincerity, and said, "Brother, do you really have to wait until everyone dies before you can come out to abdicate?"

His voice was very gentle, but he was shocked in the pool of blood, but he seemed extremely cold-blooded and powerful.

The door of the Imperial Study Room was still closed, and there was no response inside.

The Great Yan Zhongzhihou, the king who was a long-range man who suddenly returned to the imperial city to launch an unprecedented mutiny. He was not angry, but still smiled gently and said, "I don't understand what you are waiting for?"

After saying this, his drooping right hand would lift up.

However, at this moment, a light but majestic voice came from the imperial study room.

"After the Lushan Alliance, even if the Chu Xinhuang ascended the throne, it did not cause rebellion. In the three dynasties of Chu, Yan and Qi, I, Yan, were the first. No one in other dynasties dared to rebel. I, I, wanted to know why only you, the rioters, dared to rebel in my Dayan."

As the sound rang out, the door of the Yu Study room opened silently.

An equally bright yellow figure appeared at the door of the Imperial Study Room.

The Zhongshu Hou shrank slightly, but his gentle smile remained. He said sarcastically, "Brother, do you want me to tell the truth... You are Emperor Yan. Whether you are the Emperor of Chu in the past, or Yuanwu and others, you have a fatal weakness, that is, your cultivation is the lowest among the emperors of all dynasties. Even the woman in Da Chu who is actually in power today, her cultivation is higher than you."

"If you don't have enough cultivation, you will be unable to convince the public. The most important thing is that you will not be able to curb others' desire to assassinate you."

Zhongshu Hou paused, laughed proudly, and said, "But if I become the new emperor of the Great Yan, there would be no such problem."

"Is that true?"

However, what he didn't expect was that there was no despair on Emperor Yan's face, but instead a hint of joking expression appeared.

Emperor Yan looked at him mockingly, raised his head slightly, and said, "My cultivation is indeed the lowest among the emperors of each dynasty, but I am not stupider than them... The most important thing is that your cultivation is not the strongest than my Great Yan Dynasty. So someone dreamed of a mountain, but you didn't notice anything."

Zhongshu Hou frowned unconsciously, he could not understand the meaning of Emperor Yan's words.

"I've only come out now, not because of fear and a hint of luck, but because I want to see clearly clearly that in the end, how many people are really standing on my side and how many people I usually trust will stand on your side."

A trace of uncontrollable anger appeared in Emperor Yan's voice.

The body of the schizophrenia suddenly became a little cold.

His heart was filled with ominous feelings.

His right hand quickly raised up.

However, at this moment, his body froze slightly.

A scream of horror sounded.

A strong blackness and real chill surged out after the imperial study.

The entire imperial study room was easily torn apart like a thin piece of paper. Even the practitioners who finally stubbornly guarded the imperial study room turned around, with incredible and shocking pupils in their eyes.

Like a giant beast emerging out of thin air.

A mountain appeared where the Imperial Study Room was located.
Chapter completed!