After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

Han Jinlong smiled and stepped forward to push the palace door with his hand.

But the palace door is heavy, and in his current state, he simply cannot do it.

Shen Ruoyan, who was standing aside, saw this and stepped forward to give him a gentle push.

The palace door was pushed aside.

Han Jinlong turned to look at her and said, "Thank you, Saint."

Shen Ruoyan just smiled.

Han Jinlong stepped in, a little impatient.

"Ruoyan, go outside the city and inform Elder Jin that it's time to start."

At this moment, Shen Lang's voice came from the hall.

Shen Ruoyan agreed obediently.

"Yes, Hall Master."

She closed the palace door and walked out towards Yuanmen Square.

Not far away, Chen Zun watched Han Jinlong enter the palace, and then saw Shen Ruoyan walking out.

He suppressed his impatience and did not walk towards the palace.

After all, the guards here are too tight. In such an empty square, I don't know if I can hide it from everyone.

What's more, no one knows if there are any restrictions on immortal cultivators here.

After waiting for a while.

Outside Yuanmen Square, a large number of people poured in.

These were all civil servants and generals of Da Qi. Under the leadership of Huang Ying, the chief eunuch, they were marching neatly to the stairs under the palace in two groups, separated on both sides.

As time went by, the wealthy businessmen and common people in the city also entered the square one after another.

More than 100,000 people poured into the square at once, but it was not crowded.

hum!

The gentleman's sword in Chen Zunling's platform trembled, as if his temper was aroused by something, and he let out a sword cry vigilantly.

Chen Zun raised his head suddenly.

In the invisible void, above the purple clouds transformed by the purple energy of Da Qi's fortune, a faint blood spread across the sky, covering the entire Purple Dragon City.

And above the palace filled with purple energy, a purple dragon appeared, with golden light in its eyes shooting everywhere, accompanied by a slight dragon roar, making it a little impatient.

At this moment, from inside the palace, an invisible bloody light rose into the sky, passed through the purple air, went straight into the sky, and was connected with the faint bloody light.

Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to be enveloped in a blood-red color.

The murderous intention came quietly.

Of course, only Chen Zun, who had opened his spiritual eyes, could see this, but all the Daqi people below seemed to have no idea at all.

With curiosity and expectation, they whispered in whispers and talked about things related to the Queen who was about to ascend the throne. They had no idea that the storm of death was about to come.

Chen Zun's spirituality sensed the danger and began to remind him to get out of here quickly.

He also knew that the Blood Soul Formation had already begun, and he still had a chance to escape before it took shape.

But now, since he is here, he will never run away.

Chen Zun looked at the closed palace door and took a deep breath.

The only solution now is to go deep into the palace to explore.

He ran the "Yin Yang Heart Sutra", turned invisible and walked quietly to the other side.

On the side of the palace, in front of the guards, he walked quietly upwards.

Fortunately, the palace here did not have any restrictions to prevent immortal cultivators, and he easily climbed up to the palace.

There were no guards on the entire palace platform, and everything was deserted.

The closer you get to the palace, the brighter the Junzi Sword in the Lingtai Consciousness Sea is, as if it contains its life and death enemy.

Chen Zun knew that the truth was inside, he didn't dare to express it, and the "Yin Yang Heart Sutra" was operating to the extreme.

He walked towards the palace wall, passed through the wall, and entered the palace.

There are many pillars surrounding the empty temple.

But there are three people here.

As Princess Daling, Han Youjin was sitting on the golden dragon chair in the palace.

Her eyes were open, but they were dull and expressionless.

In front of her, Han Jinlong and Shen Lang stood side by side, looking towards the empty space in the hall.

In front of this spacious hall, there are strange formations painted with blood on the ground, and an iron-black round tripod is placed in the middle.

These formations drawn with blood have been activated. Rich blood light dances around the iron cauldron, and a pillar of blood points directly from the palace to the center of the iron cauldron.

Chen Zun hid behind a pillar. After seeing their faces clearly, he was extremely horrified.

Shen Lang!

If he wasn't in the wilderness, how could he appear in the Daqi Palace?

Moreover, why did he get together with Han Jinlong.

Looking at Han Youjin's state, he seemed to be fascinated.

Chen Zun didn't know how to describe his mood for a moment.

So weird!

Whether it is the ancient Mighty Cave on the border of the wilderness or the current Daqi Palace, there is always a conspiracy inside.

At this time, Shen Lang was heard speaking.

"Your Majesty, the blood soul array has been opened. Now the high-level monks from the seven immortal sects have gone to the wild border. No one can stop the refining of the blood soul pill. It only takes one day to complete."

When Han Jinlong heard this, he chuckled and said: "I have been planning this for decades, and it is thanks to the help of Palace Master Shen. Otherwise, with my power, the Blood Soul Pill would not even be thought of."

"Your Majesty takes the blood soul pill to increase the power of the soul, and I take the soul. We each get what we need."

After Shen Lang smiled and responded casually, he turned to look at Han Youjin who was sitting upright, frowned, and his emotions fluctuated briefly.

"Your Majesty, Princess Daling is your own flesh and blood. As the saying goes, a tiger can't eat its food, so sacrificing her is a bit..."

Halfway through his words, he paused again.

Han Jinlong said: "Do you think I'm a little too ruthless?"

Shen Lang nodded.

He is also a man with a daughter. If he sacrifices his daughter's life, he is an extremely cruel devil and it is difficult for him to do such a thing.

Han Jinlong murmured to himself: "I can give up millions of people, just a daughter, so what."

As soon as these words came out, Han Youjin's eyes in the mirror were filled with disbelief.

Ever since he took her back to Daqi, his father had always cared for her in every possible way and was not willing to let her suffer any injustice.

Now that such words were spoken from his father's mouth, Han Youjin didn't believe it in his heart.

"No, I don't believe it, this is fake!"

Han Youjin couldn't help but retreat, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and shouted loudly.

Ji Yanwu opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

But what Han Jinlong said was even more heartbreaking.

Han Jinlong glanced at Shen Lang and said with envy: "You are a person who is born to cultivate. You are different from mortals like us. We mortals can only live for more than a hundred years at most, but you have a long life. To be honest, Yes, I’m very envious.”

The flesh on Shen Lang's face trembled, and he sighed: "Your Majesty, you think highly of me. It doesn't matter if I live for a thousand years, it's just a chronic death."

"Ha, chronic death? Who is not like this? It's just that you are dozens of times longer than mortals like me. This is unfair, do you understand?"

Han Jinlong suddenly became excited and shouted loudly.