Stunning beauty

Big business city.

In the sky above the palace, with the help of Qingshuang, Raksha broke through the sky.

In the void, Tao Yaoyao, who was dressed in azure brilliance, stood still, her soul power was burning, and her cultivation was sublimated to the utmost.

The attention of the world, the Rakshasa of the six realms, is like a god, an immortal battle spirit, blazing and dazzling.

Tao Yaoyao looked to the south, looking at the direction where the sword energy came through the air, and a look of longing flashed in her eyes.

senior sister.

Junior sister has received your gift.

Before dying, I can see your sword again, in this life, I will have no regrets.

That little guy is fine. When you come back, you will be very pleased to see his growth.

Losing her thoughts, Tao Yaoyao looked at the young figure in front of Fengtian Hall with a gentle smile on her face.

After a while, Tao Yaoyao withdrew her gaze, looked in the direction of Taixue Palace, saluted respectfully, and said, "Confucian leader, thank you!"

In Taixue Palace, East Courtyard, and cabin, Kong Qiu was startled when he heard King Rakshasa's thank you, but soon, he seemed to understand something, and shook his head helplessly.

smart girl.

This time, his old man is going to be the target of public criticism.

Anyway, if there is any trouble, the old man will follow it.

Take it as a reward for that little guy.

"Little night."

Above the imperial ancestral hall, after Tao Yaoyao saluted, she said via voice transmission, "The Taishang is in the imperial ancestral hall. Besides, there are 49 coffins in the ancestral hall..."

In the midst of everyone's attention, Tao Yaoyao told Li Ziye in front of Fengtian Hall about the secret sound transmission of the royal ancestral hall, and only Li Ziye was told.

As for the head of Confucianism, whether her nephew would like to say it is up to him to decide, and she will not interfere.

In front of the royal family's ancestral hall, Emperor Shang looked at the woman above, clenched his hands tightly, murderous intent in his eyes.

King Rakshasa told the Confucian leader the secret of the ancestral hall!

Trouble!

The head of Confucianism knows about the matter of the ancestors, so I'm afraid he won't sit idly by.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Mandate Hall of the Western Regions, in front of the divine seat, the scholar looked at the east, frowning slightly.

Did Rakshasa only tell Confucian chiefs the secrets of the Great Shang royal family?

After all, he was Da Shang's King Wu. In the end, he still left Da Shang with three points of leeway.

Undoubtedly, the secrets in the depths of the Great Shang Imperial Palace are absolutely shady, otherwise, the Great Shang imperial family would not have deliberately concealed it like this.

such a pity.

King Rakshasa did not reveal the secrets there to the public.

In front of Fengtian Hall, Li Ziye heard the sound transmission from his little uncle, his heart was surging, and his eyes were full of shock.

As expected, Taishang was in the palace.

Also, why did Taishang create so many Netherlands?

"Xiao Ziye, this matter is very important, how to deal with it is up to you to decide."

Above the royal family's ancestral hall, Tao Yaoyao said via voice transmission, "If you feel that this great merchant has become extremely corrupt, you should announce this to the public. By then, the great merchant royal family will surely become the target of the world's people, and all parties will join forces to fight against it." Gong Zhi, of course, if you don't want to announce this matter, you can do as you please, there is only so much Master Uncle can do."

Speaking of this, Tao Yaoyao seemed to have thought of something, looked towards the south, and said, "Senior Sister, if you can hear it, then borrow another sword from Junior Sister, Junior Sister still has some things to do."

After finishing speaking, Tao Yaoyao didn't say any more, she looked to the south and waited quietly.

After three breaths.

At the end of the night, the second sword qi pierced through the air, the sword was majestic and boundless, tore through the void, and came to the Dashang Palace.

As the sword energy entered her body, Tao Yaoyao's illusory body quickly solidified a little, and the Zhu Xian sword energy that was about to dissipate was also temporarily replenished.

"Thank you."

Tao Yaoyao said softly, looked down at the royal ancestral hall, stepped on her feet, and rushed in again.

There are too many Netherlands here, she has to deal with some, otherwise, it will be very difficult for the little guy to deal with in the future.

Soon, in the royal ancestral hall, the sound of fierce fighting sounded again, and the air waves oscillated, which seemed to be extremely fierce.

The royal family members who incarnated into the underworld were not insignificant, but they seemed so vulnerable in front of the Rakshasa King who had entered the sixth realm.

There were screams one after another, one after another, the dream of longevity was shattered, it was such a frightening thing for those who yearned for longevity.

About a quarter of an hour later, the fighting and screaming stopped, and Tao Yaoyao's figure rushed out again, her body was almost completely transparent, obviously, her strength was about to be completely exhausted.

And in the royal family's ancestral hall below, there is a mess everywhere, and black blood is sprinkled everywhere.

Many of the coffins have been opened or even destroyed.

At this moment, in the ancestral hall, there is no living figure to be seen, and as far as the eyes can see, there are only corpses everywhere.

"Little Ziye, that's all the little uncle can do."

In the sky above the imperial ancestral hall, Tao Yaoyao looked at the tumbling clouds in the sky, said something softly, then stepped on the sky, and continued to plunder towards the sky.

In the next moment, thousands of thunders galloped across the sky, and countless thunderbolts descended from the sky, blasting towards the white-haired Rakshasa below.

Borrowing time from the sky is not without boundaries. At this time, the time has come, and the catastrophe will come as promised.

When the catastrophe arrives, Tao Yaoyao shakes the thunder with a sword. She is full of fighting spirit and dazzling. She has done what she should do. At the last moment of her life, she just wants to fight against the sky.

In the sky, thunderbolts fell one after another, with power and power, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, illuminating the sky as bright as day.

Down below, Tao Yaoyao did not dodge or dodge, blocking all the thunder from the sky.

at last.

After the sixth thunderstorm, in the sky, the robbery clouds gradually dissipated and disappeared.

The dark clouds dissipated, and the first ray of sunshine at dawn fell on the world, driving away the coldness of the night.

Above the palace, Tao Yaoyao bathed in the morning light, turned her head to look at the world for the last time, feeling a bit reluctant.

I really want to see with my own eyes how far that little guy can grow in the future,

Unfortunately, there is no chance.

"Little Ziye, Senior Sister, there is fate, see you in the future!"

In the first ray of dawn, Tao Yaoyao's figure gradually dissipated, her white hair was three thousand feet long, and her fate seemed to be long.

In front of Fengtian Hall, Kaixuan, Zhongwu, Guan Shan, and Donglin looked at the disappearing figures in the sky, and bowed silently.

"Send Rakshasa King!"

Li Garden, in the inner courtyard.

Seeing this, Hong Zhu, Li Youwei and others saluted in unison.

"Congratulations to King Rakshasa!"

At the same time, in front of the three thousand Raksha cavalry on the north side of the capital city of the Great Shang, Luo Xiao saw the scene above the Imperial Palace of the Great Shang, and his body shook. After a while, he got off the horse, punched his left chest heavily with his right fist, and bowed down respectfully. He opened his mouth and said, "Respectfully send off my king!"

In the rear, the three thousand Raksha cavalry also dismounted, bowed and said in unison, "Send off my king!"

The world is sending each other, and above the Great Shang Palace, the white-haired figure gradually fades away, and the glory of her life is dazzling, dazzling, and peerless.

In front of the Fengtian Hall, Li Ziye stared at the departing junior uncle over the imperial ancestral hall, with tears in his eyes, and after a moment, he forcibly endured it, with a smile on his face, and bowed respectfully.

"Send it to my uncle!"