The evil god seizes the house, I will fail

Pompeo said: "If you get him done, His Majesty will get everything!"

Ying Zisu was stunned, and after pondering for a moment: "Well, I remember... this person seems to be the blood of Huangzong's clan? Wait a minute, he is not Bai Zimu's son, right?"

Yan Xiang suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a gleam of light in them.

Pompey coughed twice.

The name Bai Zimu can be said to be a taboo in the Sanctuary.

Who told that girl to turn the entire sanctuary upside down.

Only Yu Zun can suppress her.

"The church is not trustworthy, they are not good things. And the last three sects are also in turmoil now, each has its own troubles, whether it is Huangzong, Jianzong, or Qizong."

Pompei said: "This holy son is different from Bai Zimu back then. He can be won over. As for how to win over, it depends on His Majesty's means."

There is no need to mention such things as the emperor's mind.

Ying Zisu tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Son of Huangzong, is he really that strong?"

In her opinion, no matter how strong she is, she is no better than Yuzun.

How can the situation be reversed?

"Ah, yes, it is very strong."

Pompei put down the golden retriever in his arms, took a sip from his teacup, and said, "I'm trying to test Prince Yan's trump card, and it's just right to let Jingjing go. And Huangzong Shengzi is used to suppress the battle."

"But I remember, didn't the holy son's soul origin be broken?"

Winner Su asked in bewilderment.

Pompey smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, the roar of the host sounded.

A beam of light was cast in the palace, vaguely reflecting the figure of a petite girl.

The moment Ying Zisu saw this girl, he snorted coldly, "Here we go again! This person is as good as he can get!"

"The Battle of Fengdu Ghost City has achieved preliminary results."

The girl reported the battle situation mechanically as if she had never heard of it.

Pompey showed a secretive smile, raised his teacup and said, "Oh, you're here."

The girl looked at him with indifferent eyes and nodded slightly.

Lights fell from the sky, reflecting the battlefield of Fengdu Ghost City.This girl who appeared suddenly has a special meaning in the Cathay Empire.

Because she is an artificial intelligence, her name is Tianyan.

The ultimate product created by the Tianji sect of the seven sects of the sanctuary combining extraordinary power and modern technology.

Absolute rationality, which claims to be able to undertake the computing power of half the earth, and the huge amount of information since the creation of human civilization, make her a real patron saint of the empire in a sense.

According to common sense, the cameras invented by humans cannot record the battles of superhumans.

Especially high-level transcendents.

At most, only one blurred frame can be captured.

But Tianyan was able to forcibly record the process with absolute computing power and hardware support, perfectly restoring the battle in Fengdu Ghost City, and sending it over thousands of miles away.

"It's really the eye of the sky. It's high-definition and uncensored. I really don't poke it."

Pompei looked at the screen in the projection, and he could clearly see the two masters of Jianzong standing on the flying swords facing each other. Night Breeze roared and roared beside them, and the sword was rising steadily.

"Huh? How did Jingyang become a child?"

As the fourth apostle Sirius of Death Knell, he has already habitually watched the fun in the group.

Especially when persecuting the turbid dragon, it can make everyone happy physically and mentally.

This world is conserved. If some people suffer, then there must be some people who enjoy it.

However, everyone has a heart of compassion, so no one really has the heart to watch others suffer and enjoy themselves, right?

So, let Zhuolong suffer alone!

Low EQ, persecuting the turbid dragon!

High emotional intelligence, contribute to all mankind!

Pompei sipped the herbal tea in his cup, recalled the content of the previous chat in the group, and understood.

This is probably caused by Tian Yu.

Turbid dragon, you can't live without doing your own crimes!

"Did Jingyangqing practice some secret method? I have to say that even though he looks like a young man, he still gives me a sense of indecency. In this world, probably only Jingyangqing can do it " Ying Zisu looked at the picture in the projection and said lightly.

She stood with her hands behind her back, glanced at the woman in the picture who was shrouded in mist, and said with a straight face: "Fortunately, this natural charm has not fallen into the hands of the Acacia Sect."

Although the combat power of the Hehuan Sect is not strong, once it breaks through to the ninth level, it will be really disgusting.

Especially for women, punching is useless.

Even if you can fight against it by relying on your rank, you will inevitably die a lot.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, although the old minister is incompetent, this matter can always be done well."

Pompei smiled and said, "Let's not talk about Wen Ruyuan, even Ducang Daoist can't take away his natural charm tonight. Your Majesty can completely trust them, and their position is very firm."

"I really believe that you will not let your natural charm fall into the hands of others."

Ying Zisu said with a blank expression: "Although I don't really believe in your position, I do believe in you men. No man would just stand by and watch, a natural charmer who is beautiful and beautiful, be beaten by this group of dirty guys." Spoiled, right?"

Although I haven't seen the real face of that woman, her natural charm is definitely not bad.

"Uh……"

Pompeo shrugged. It might not be clear to others.

But in Deathstroke, there are not many normal men.

Infatuated, libertine, old monster, crazy researcher, reckless.

Currently the most normal one is Tianyu.

The projection screen turned around again, and it was fixed on the topless boy.

Ji Yan sat on the half-collapsed roof with his knees bent, his sharp upper body soaked in blood, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes as dark as an abyss were indifferent.

"This is the Holy Son of the Huangzong? He can actually fight Ducang Daoist."

There was a rippling in Ying Zisu's eyes, and he said calmly: "When the battle between heaven and man starts, it may shine. It will not be a problem to educate those little bald donkeys in Western India."

He can educate more than just bald donkeys...

Pompey said in his heart.

"Well, she looks very similar to Senior White. Is that his sister next to him? Who are the others? With so many beautiful girls around, she seems to be very popular with women."

Ying Zisu said lightly.

Yingying Yanyan is always by Ji Yan's side.

Ji Maaya, Christine, Tina.

The appearance is better than the other.

Pompeii thought to himself, where is this, the main palace is still resting here with you.

At this time, Yan Xiang, who had been silent all along, snorted, his dry lips moved slightly, and he made a hoarse voice: "Where is Prince Yan? Has that kid not shown up so far?"

Tianyan replied indifferently: "No."

Ying Zisu snorted: "Who knows if the information about these two or five boys is true?"

Tianyan is still very indifferent, as if it is an emotionless machine.

Pompei said quietly: "Your Majesty's words have wronged Tianyan. After all, Prince Yan also has the authority of 30.00% five of Tianyan, which is something that can't be helped. Tianyan was designed at the beginning and only acted according to the authority and instructions. .Even the old man Tianji has no right to interfere."

Ying Zisu curled his lips in disdain.

"Since he didn't show up, he must be playing tricks behind his back. He never puts all his eggs in one basket. This is the ghost town of Fengdu, which used to be the home of the ghost sect. Do you remember what happened in this place back then? ?” Yan Xiang said coldly.

Ying Zisu pondered for a moment, his pretty face changed slightly: "Gaotie?"

The reason why the former Heavenly Demon Sect was so powerful was because they suppressed the four ancient beasts.

There are also three false gods.

It was a terrifying monster that surpassed the three monsters in the west.

Once infinitely close to the existence of the true God!

"That's right. The Heavenly Demon Sect rose strongly a thousand years ago, and one of its branch altars was in the ghost city of Fengdu, where the ancient evil god, Taotie, was sleeping. They leveraged the power of Taotie to try to overthrow the rule of our Daqin royal family. It was a doomsday catastrophe, the evil god In this world, there are thousands of miles of scorched earth."

Yan Xiang slowly recounted the tragic history, and said quietly: "At that time, the sanctuary was unstoppable, and in the end, the patriarch of the Desolate Sect was born out of nowhere to kill the Taotie with his sword intent."

Ying Zisu nodded his head slightly, the ancestors of the last three sects were all amazingly talented people.

Although they have long disappeared in the long river of history, there are countless legends left by them.

For example, the sturdy record of the ancestor of the Huangzong.

He became famous by beheading Taotie with a sword.

Those people who used the power of Taotie back then were the predecessors of the Ghost Sect.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect fell into a slump after its defeat. Hundreds of years ago, it was also completely disbanded by the last three sects. But they have survived for so many years, so they must be prepared. Prince Yan has conspired with them for so many years. More or less There will also be a few hole cards."

Yan Xiang reminded: "Since they have returned to Fengdu Ghost City, then..."

Ying Zisu narrowed his beautiful eyes: "They plan to use the power of Taotie? Are they crazy?"

Although she is young, she also knows what gluttony means.

Although this false god was beheaded by the ancestor of Huangzong, he was no longer complete.

But his power is still extremely terrifying.

And although He has self-awareness and advanced wisdom, he can't distinguish between enemy and friend.

Once born, it will definitely be a devastating disaster.

"Didn't Prince Yan go crazy a long time ago?"

Pompey seemed to have expected this a long time ago. He looked at the boy in the projection and smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty is watching a play."

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In the darkness of the ground, there was a low and terrifying panting sound like a broken bellows.

His breath was like thunder, and the roar was endless.

In the endless darkness, there seemed to be two blue flames burning.

A dank, dilapidated corridor leads down to the ground.

Someone walked down the moss-covered stone steps, pausing every step, extremely vigilant.

boom!

The ground became turbulent, and the two dark blue flames seemed to expand, drowning the darkness!

That turned out to be a pair of pupils!

Like a monster, with hungry and brutal vertical pupils!

"Humanity!"

Accompanied by the terrifying roar, countless gravels rolled down in the grotto, and ash fell down.

"The descendant of Great Qin, win Mo."

Prince Yan was wearing a black cloak, standing at the end of the stone steps, but he didn't dare to go half a step into the darkness. He bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "I have seen you, Your Majesty!"

In the darkness, those vertical pupils burning with faint blue flames looked down at him.

The scorching air waves spewed out from the nose, extremely frightening.