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Chapter 133 Execution!cold palace visitor

"How could it be? Could it be the shadow displacement technique?"

Seeing Zuo Shang powerless lying in a pool of blood, Yan Huaijing's face was solemn, and her eyes were more serious than ever before.

"It's actually a dark spirit root..."

Wu Sanbao muttered softly, his expression equally solemn and fearful.

Changing places, if he was the one who fought against Nie Yun just now, if he was caught off guard, he might also be injured.

There is also another strong man in the foundation establishment realm of Dazhou, who took away the opponent's life with just a single word of Buddha's name, which shows the strength of the opponent's soul and the treacherous magic of the soul!

Such two people, even he, did not have the confidence to win.

What is the route of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
All these kinds of things seem to have cast a layer of smoke in front of their eyes, making it hard to see, feel, and attack...

Yan Huaijing and Wu Sanbao were in shock, and the other Tongxuan cultivators were even more uneasy.

They lost all five matches, and they didn't even win any of them. What does that mean?
At this moment, the arrogance and sense of superiority in their hearts have long been blown to pieces, and the mentality of treating the natives of the small world as grassroots dogs earlier is also a little messed up.

As the leaders of the younger generation of various forces in Xuanfengyu, today's experience seems to have nailed them to the pillar of shame, and it is difficult to raise their heads.

"Take it!"

In mid-air, Gu Zhao waved his hand, and immediately rushed out of two hundred trapped soldiers, in groups of two, and forced them towards the nearly one hundred monks who had been pointed out before.

In this regard, the other monks just silently moved out of the way and did not stop them.

And those monks who were pointed out were a little uneasy, but they also thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty would not dare to kill them directly, so they only struggled symbolically, and were captured and imprisoned one after another.

Seeing those people being carried into the air and then lined up in a row, Yan Huaijing frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

"My lords, I wonder how you plan to deal with them?"

"Intending to slaughter millions of people in my Great Zhou, and insulting my majesty even more, the crime should be beheaded!"

Gu Zhao snorted coldly, and waved again at the same time.

Soon, another hundred fighters walked out of the formation and stood behind the hundred monks.

Seeing this, all Tongxuan cultivators changed countenance.

Yan Huaijing's pupils shrank, and she quickly stared at Zhu Gaoyang.

"My lord, you have to think clearly, the small world will be united with Tongxuan Continent in a short time, if you kill them today, then in the future..."

"National prestige cannot be provoked!"

Zhu Gaoyang glanced at Yan Huaijing blankly, then nodded towards Gu Zhao.

"Prepare!"

Gu Zhao yelled loudly, and a hundred soldiers who were trapped in the battle immediately drew their black knives out of their sheaths, and made a gesture of preparing to chop.

And the two hundred soldiers who were in charge of the prison also forced the hundred monks to kneel in the air, and pressed down their heads.

As those involved, the hundred monks were even more frightened. Some struggled wildly, some abused wantonly, some cried for help like fellow disciples, and some lost control of their urine.

They thought that they might die in the process of fighting for the treasure, but they never thought that one day they would be beheaded in a row in the way of mortals!
At this moment, the cultivators below also began to become agitated, and many of them were full of anger and righteous indignation.

"If you dare to kill my fellow sect, I, Jin Yanzong, will crush your Great Zhou in the future!"

"We monks must not be humiliated! If it is just imprisonment as punishment, we can barely accept it, but if we want to kill them, we will absolutely not tolerate it!"

"Let them go!"

"Yes! Let them go quickly!"

Amidst the noise, an ear-splitting cold snort suddenly sounded.

"You want to die too?"

As soon as the sound came out, there was a sudden silence in the field.

Although the monks were still full of anger, none of them dared to speak again for a while.

"Prepare for battle!"

Zhu Gaoyang shouted in a deep voice, and the rest of the soldiers and the Qilin guards immediately put on an offensive posture and roared in unison.

"drink!"

"If anyone dares to obstruct the execution process and provoke my majesty, today, everyone present will be killed without pardon!"

Zhu Gaoyang glanced at all the monks coldly, domineering and murderous.

Yan Huaijing and Wu Sanbao looked at each other, then took a deep breath and each spoke.

"Fellow daoists, the overall situation is the most important thing, and you must not be impulsive."

"The way of practice is that life and death have their own destiny, don't be rash, harm others and yourself."

As the two spoke, the atmosphere in the field couldn't help but become more oppressive and dull.

Gu Zhao ignored it, and waved his arms with a sullen face.

"Execution!"

Swish!
As a row of black knives chopped down in unison, nearly a hundred large heads immediately rolled down from the air.

The loess was stained with blood, and the withered grass was in spring. At this moment, a heavy shadow was cast over the hearts of all the monks.

I thought this was a place where they could seek opportunities unscrupulously and freely, but who would have thought that the real situation would be as unbearable as winter?

"I have an order for His Majesty!"

At this time, Zhu Gaoyang's expression became serious, and he spoke again.

"Let all forces in the Tongxuan Continent immediately contact the disciples of the same sect and tell them: Anyone who dares to commit crimes and assassinate our court officials and people in our Great Zhou territory will be killed without mercy!"

"You should inform all your colleagues about this matter. If someone does not obey or commits a crime, I will not assist or protect you when I capture and kill them. If not, we will kill them together!"

Regarding this, the faces of all the monks became even more ugly, but none of them stood up and said anything.

Zhu Gaoyang didn't expect that they would happily cooperate, and after conveying the will, he turned around and left with others.

This gathering place is only the first one, and there are still five gathering places to go to.

When the people of Da Zhou left and Yan Huaijing, Wu Sanbao and others landed, more than a hundred people immediately surrounded them.

"Princess Jing, Mr. Bao, what should we do now?"

"Yeah, these natives are too weird, and we don't know how strong they are. Will they pose a threat to our development of the ruins?"

"Develop the ruins? How to develop them? The way of taking human lives to pile them up is no longer feasible. I'm afraid we can only wait for the law enforcement officers to come."

"There is one thing that is very strange. It is said that after the tide of spiritual energy, this small world should be full of spiritual treasures. But almost none of us have obtained high-quality spiritual treasures. What we get is just some ordinary elixir, spiritual It's just ore."

"It's useless to think about it? The high-quality Lingzhen was naturally searched by the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Otherwise, why did they have so many foundation-building monks?"

"..."

The crowd talked a lot, but they were no longer in high spirits like before.

Yan Huaijing didn't interject right away, but looked at Tu Zimo, a monk of the Tianmen Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Tu, is there any eyeliner from the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Of course there are, at least three."

Tu Zimo nodded and spoke calmly.

"But they are all in the middle and periphery, and they don't exist among us."

Yan Huaijing pondered for a while, and then waved her arm, setting up a soundproof barrier around the hundred people.

After finishing this step, Yan Huaijing got to the point.

"Right now we have three priorities that must be done immediately."

"First, contact all the monks immediately, let them rush here at full speed, and find a suitable place as a gathering point. The Great Zhou Dynasty is powerful, and we must concentrate all our forces."

"Secondly, as they said, I warn all fellow Taoists not to hunt people from Dazhou for the time being. Before finding out the truth and reality of the other party, rashly hunting will only continue to weaken our strength."

"The third and most important point. We must select some capable people who are proficient in espionage, and try to find out the background of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the shortest possible time. We must grasp their reality!"

"What do you think?"

"can."

"Agree!"

Wu Sanbao and others took the lead in agreeing, and the others did not object.

"Okay, then it's settled!"

……

Great Zhou Palace.

The dry and cold northwest wind blew a few dead leaves across the palace wall guarded by the soldiers solemnly, and drifted slowly towards the bamboo forest not far away.

A soldier casually glanced at the few dead leaves, and then looked away, but he didn't notice that an inconspicuous black bird penetrated the palace wall together under the cover of the dead leaves.

After entering the bamboo forest, the speed of the little bird suddenly increased, and then it flew towards the harem in a fast but cautious way.

Finally, the little bird came to a relatively desolate place in the harem, and stopped on a plane tree.

After glancing at a group of maids guarding the gate tens of feet away, Xiaoniao's eyes revealed a look of human disdain.

After turning his head to stare at the inner side of the courtyard wall, his gaze turned greedy and excited again.

After more than a hundred breaths, a court lady came from a distance, attracting the gatekeeper's attention.

And the little black bird also took advantage of this moment to silently and quickly darted into the courtyard wall.

Although it is only separated by a wall, the inside and outside are like two heavens.

If the outside environment is bleak, then the side here is gloomy, bitter cold, and often ominous.

Because most of the vegetation here is pitch-black, and the roots are even moldy. There are also some sounds similar to babies crying and women's wailing, echoing from every corner.

However, although the environment was weird and the atmosphere was permeating, the little bird was not affected much, and just continued to fly towards a dilapidated palace on the innermost side to the west.

When the little bird flew into the small grid with a hole missing the window paper, the scene in front of him changed again.

This is a relatively clean and tidy palace room, the innermost side is a couch, there is a small compartment with unknown function on the left side, and a dilapidated dressing table on the right side.

As for the middle position, there is a single futon placed there.

At this moment, there was a woman sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed on the futon.

It was a woman who was both charming and holy, with an indescribably beautiful appearance.

It's a pity that her face was morbidly pale, and there seemed to be a cloud of depression between her eyebrows, and the green skirt on her body was also washed a little pale, which reduced her image a lot.

Looking carefully, this woman is exactly Hu Run'er who was cast into the cold palace...

The picture turned back to the little bird itself. At this moment, the eyes of the little bird turned into anger for some reason.

(End of this chapter)