"What's the situation? Has this guy Zhang Ruochen offended all the cultivators in the world?"

The drunkard pressed one hand on Zhang Ruochen's back, turned around, and looked at the monk rushing towards him like a locust, and was also startled.

There are too many monks who have taken action, and it is difficult to count them. Some of them are taking action on the surface, while others are hiding in the dark.

The monks on the surface are all mobs, but each of the monks hiding in the dark is extremely powerful, at least they are at the holy realm.

Some may want to seize treasures, while others want to kill Zhang Ruochen and do not want to let him leave the imperial city.

"Although the queen did not give an order, I could guess what she thought was that she actually wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen to eliminate future troubles, but it was not convenient to start as the queen."

Some senior officials of the imperial court and the Ministry of War were guessing the empress's thoughts and wanted to cut off Zhang Ruochen's head and please the empress.

"The nine major kingdoms suffered a great loss in Zhang Ruochen's hands. They must be killed and avenged them."

"The Queen has become a god. It won't be long before she will abdicate. The new master of Kunlun Realm will definitely be born among the nine realms. Whoever can kill Zhang Ruochen will surely be able to make a fortune in the future."

With a series of thousands of destructive powers and holy techniques, falling from the sky, it is bound to erase Zhang Ruochen.

Gu Songzi's mental power was so powerful that he naturally heard some secret voice transmissions. He probably understood what was going on and said gloomyly: "No matter what, Zhang Ruochen has saved many human beings. Even I admired what he did. The queen is really cruel and ruthless. Is he going to kill all of them?"

Gu Songzi already knew that the queen forced the drunkard to kneel down and swear, so she was quite resentful to the queen.

Gu Songzi was about to take action, suddenly, a cold wind swept towards her face, and then a woman with white hair appeared in front of the three of them out of thin air.

Although she was covered in white hair, she did not look old. She had an extremely young fairy face, with her skin as cream, bright red lips, slender eyelashes, and elegant temperament, which looked like a stunning goddess walking out of the painting.

But another cold force surged out from her.

"die."

She didn't see any movement, but she spit out a word from her red lips.

"Bang bang."

The bodies of monks burst and turned into blood mist. Some monks who were far away made miserable screams and fell from mid-air.

Just this word cleared a large area, and tens of thousands of monks fell, and a strong smell of blood floated in the air.

The air turned blood red.

"She is the Holy Ancestor of Mingtang, run away quickly."

"Oh my God, why did this great female devil come to the Central Imperial City again? I quickly left here, angered her and buried her in a thousand miles."

"It's over. Since the Saint Ancestor of Mingtang appears, most of the treasures on Zhang Ruochen will be taken away by her. Will her cultivation level be improved after obtaining those treasures from Zhang Ruochen?"

Whether it is the slut on the surface or the big man hidden in the dark, they are all running away.

"Wow—"

A blue cloud bridge that is thousands of miles long flew out from the central imperial city. On the cloud bridge, there are dense texts rising and falling.

Wang Shiqi stepped on the cloud bridge and came outside the city and appeared hundreds of feet above the ground. Behind him, there were dozens of saints and great scholars of Confucianism and Taoism, including the sect leader of the four sects of Confucianism and Taoism.

In addition, the big figures of the Ministry of War, such as the Fighting Heavenly King and the Killing King, also appeared in several other directions.

Wang Shiqi was wearing a Confucian robe, and there was a majestic aura all over his body. His voice spread throughout the world: "Kong Lanyou, the queen has become a god. You dare to go to the Central Imperial City to launch a large-scale killing. Do you really think the queen will kill you?"

Two sharp cold lights were released from Kong Lanyou's pupils, and he said, "So what if Chi Yao becomes a god? Sooner or later, someone will ask her to pay back the debt she owes. Wang Shiqi, if you are tactful, immediately bring me the winery from the court and wait for me to get out, don't force me to start a massacre."

Next to him, the drunkard and Gu Songzi looked at each other, and both showed a strange expression, and said in thought, "The Holy Ancestor Mingtang is powerful. He dares to speak like this to Wang Shiqi. He is the saint of Confucianism and Taoism, the Dazai of the First Central Empire, and there are several great figures in the Kunlun Realm."

Behind Wang Shiqi, a white-bearded and white-haired scholar came out and said coldly: "Rareless, a new god is born, and the whole world is coming back. How can you, the female devil, continue to show off your power?"

Kong Lanyou glanced at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, stretched out a white finger, and looked forward.

"not good."

Wang Shiqi's face changed slightly, and he quickly released his mental power.

The next moment, the holy energy of heaven and earth continued to gather, turning into mysterious holy texts, forming the word "shield".

"Bang."

In an instant, the word "shield" formed by Wang Shiqi broke and opened, and an invisible energy flew over from his neck and hit the white-bearded and white-haired scholar.

"Puff."

The next moment, the great scholar's body was split into pieces, and the bloody corpse fell from the sky.

In the imperial city, many monks looked in that direction and saw that the great scholar was killed, everyone twitched.

All the saints present were all shocked by Kong Lanyou's attack.

The Fighting Heavenly King's eyes sank, and he took a step forward with a snake spear.

Wang Shiqi's face was quite serious. He stared at the Dou Zhan King and shouted in a deep voice: "Go back."

"Dazai, why did you stop me?"

A look of confusion appeared in the eyes of the King of Fighting Battle.

"She should have taken the last step, her realm is different from ours. If you go up, you will die..."

Wang Shiqi's body was trembling, covering his heart, and he felt that the holy heart was about to be shattered by the power of Kong Lanyou. The former Kong Lanyou must not cause such oppression to him.

Hearing Wang Shiqi's words, the King of Fighting Battle's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

In the court, other strong men looked at each other, showing deep fear.

Kong Lanyou snorted lightly and pressed his palm towards the Central Imperial City. Suddenly, every monk in the city felt extremely depressed.

"Rumbling."

A large handprint that was tens of thousands of feet long condensed out and slapped down, slapped the statue of the three thousand feet tall in Ziwei Palace, slicing into pieces of gravel.

At the same time, the Chen Yuan Ancient Sword also flew out of the city and fell into Kong Lanyou's hands.

"Let's go."

Kong Lanyou turned around, waved his palm gently, and produced a layer of holy energy like gauze, rolled up Zhang Ruochen, Gu Songzi, and the drunkard. In an instant, he disappeared outside the imperial city.

Not long after, they left the imperial city and appeared in an empty field, without further rushing.

The drunkard and Gu Songzi looked quite nervous, and both of them were tense, staring at Kong Lanyou as if they were facing a great enemy.

Although Empress Chi Yao is cruel and ruthless, the Holy Ancestor Mingtang is also famous for his reputation.

If a big man like her is unprofitable, why should he save Zhang Ruochen?

"It's probably the idea of ​​hitting the treasures on Zhang Ruochen." Gu Songzi whispered to the drunkard, guessing like this.

The drunkard's face changed and he sent a voice: "Does she know that the recipe of the Six Saints Dingtian wine is in Zhang Ruochen's hands?"

"It's mostly about shooting the Qianye Holy Core Grass." Gu Songzi sent a voice transmission.

In the eyes of the two of them, nothing is more precious than the recipe of Six Saint Dingtian Wine and Chiba Holy Core Grass. During the discussion, they even started arguing.

"It must be the recipe of the Six Saints Dingtian Wine. With her cultivation level, she can't even look down on the Thousand Ye Holy Heart Grass."

"Impossible, the Qianye Holy Core Grass is a holy medicine worth 100,000 years. The Great Sage will be moved, will she look down on it?"

...

Seeing Kong Lanyou coming, the drunkard and Gu Songzi quickly stopped arguing, and their faces turned a little pale.

"Actually, I am not familiar with Zhang Ruochen at all. If the Holy Ancestor wants the treasure on Zhang Ruochen, just go and take it... just save his life." The drunkard bowed to Kong Lanyou and smiled embarrassedly.

"We both knew nothing and saw nothing."

After saying this, Gu Songzi was afraid that Kong Lanyou would kill someone to silence him, so she hurriedly pulled the drunkard and walked away immediately.

Kong Lanyou stared at the two old men with some confusion, then quickly withdrew his gaze and walked to Zhang Ruochen.

Looking at the wound on Zhang Ruochen's body and a pair of wooden eyes, Kong Lanyou felt a pain in his heart, stretched out his crystal clear fingers and gently stroked the wound on Zhang Ruochen's body.

She bit her lips tightly, tears flowing from her eyes, and her fingers trembled, as if she could feel the pain in Zhang Ruochen's body and the pain in her heart.

"Don't pull me, we can't leave Zhang Ruochen. That boy is very pitiful. Why do we fight to the death and save his life?" said the drunkard.

Gu Songzi said: "That's the Holy Ancestor of Mingtang. In front of her, even Wang Shiqi, the King of Fighting Battles, and the King of Kings, who killed all the kings, are you nothing? You can keep it, you must protect it. The problem is that we can't protect it ourselves, so we should run away quickly!"

"Cousin, you've suffered!"

Hearing this, the drunkard and Gu Songzi were both shocked and opened their mouths as if they had been petrified.

"cousin?'

After a while, the two old men blinked their eyes and turned around and looked at Kong Lanyou and Zhang Ruochen.

I saw that the beautiful saint of Mingtang actually hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly, like a girl, sobbing and crying, extremely sad.

The drunkard and Gu Songzi's eyes were about to fall to the ground, and their throats seemed to be pinched, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

In the imperial city, the Holy Ancestor Mingtang, who killed people with disagreement, actually hugged Zhang Ruochen and called him cousin?

Gu Songzi used his arm to slapped the drunkard, his lips moved, and he whispered: "Did the Holy Ancestor Mingtang practiced martial arts and was already confused and recognized Zhang Ruochen as her cousin?"

The drunkard rubbed his eyes and said very seriously: "It's very likely."

"Good thing, in this way, we have a chance to rescue Zhang Ruochen. I have a plan, and I can give it a try."

Gu Songzi took a deep breath and had to fight for it in order to save Zhang Ruochen. He gently stroked his beard, showed a wise expression in his eyes, took steady steps, walked over, appeared beside Zhang Ruochen and Kong Lanyou, and smiled and said, "Actually, I am Zhang Ruochen's grandfather, you two juniors don't have to be so sad."

Kong Lanyou's face was raised from Zhang Ruochen's chest, and he stared at Gu Songzi with tears in his mouth.

Because there were tears in Kong Lanyou's eyes, Gu Songzi couldn't see her eyes clearly, and showed a kind smile. She nodded to her and continued, "That's right, I am your grandfather."

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(A new chapter begins, and it will be more exciting next.)
Chapter completed!