Nine Heavens

"Tianjun, Chief Yingsu of the Feiling Clan wishes to see you."

In Ruwen Hall, Tianjun sat down, holding a scroll in his hand, concentrating on reading.

"Chief of the Feiling Tribe?" After hearing the words of the soldiers who came to report, Tianjun frowned slightly, put down the book in his hand and said, "Let her come in."

"Xiaoxian Yingsu, please pay homage to the Heavenly Lord."

Today's Yingsu seems to be a little different, with long hair like a waterfall, and a pair of eyebrows on her fair face that are particularly pitiful. Coupled with today's white clothes and the faint fragrance on her body, her whole person makes people want to love her even more.

"I wonder why Clan Chief Yingsu is here today?"

Tianjun looked at Ying Su in the palace, slowly picked up the tea beside the table and took a sip.

"To the Lord of Heaven, the immortal discovered today that the witch Zhiyang is still alive in the Three Realms, and asked the Lord of Heaven to eliminate harm to the Three Realms!"

At this moment, Ying Su leaned over and knelt in the main hall, speaking with precise words, her voice was all about speaking out for the three realms and worrying about the three realms.

"What!"

Ying Su's words instantly attracted Tianjun's attention.

Who is Zhiyang?

That was the witch who brought disaster to the three realms eight hundred years ago! She was the person who the three deities said had great luck!

If it is true as Ying Su said, his throne as the Heavenly King will be in turmoil again.

Tianjun suddenly frowned, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and asked in a cold voice with calm eyes: "Chief Yingsu, Zhiyang was pierced through the heart by the sword of Lord Luoyuan a hundred years ago, and was wiped out. You said he was resurrected again?

Where did you hear it?"

Ying Su, who was kneeling in the hall, straightened up. Her beautiful face was full of worry. She put her hands on her chest and continued: "It's not that Xiaoxian is alarmist, but that Xiaoxian saw it with his own eyes in Qingqiu."

"The little immortal dare not deceive the Heavenly Lord. I saw it with my own eyes that day in Qingqiu Qizhi Palace!"

"Qizhi Palace? Isn't Luoyuan there?" Tianjun turned his eyes, with a little doubt in his eyes, "Shouldn't Luoyuan come to retaliate for what happened in Qingqiu? Now you come to retaliate, what is it?

mean?"

"Everything Xiaoxian said is true! Lord Luoyuan didn't come to retaliate because..."

"Because of what?"

"Zhiyang was resurrected by Lord Luoyuan!"

Ying Su's eyes were filled with innocence and her voice was trembling. She quietly raised her eyes to look at Tianjun and continued: "I have a good relationship with Lord Luoyuan. This is something that all the immortals know. Seeing Lord Luoyuan being raped by that witch

The little immortal couldn't bear to be so bewitched, so she came here to inform the Heavenly Lord."

For a moment, Tianjun looked at Ying Su kneeling in the hall, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After all, Luo Yuan is a generation of divine kings. During the Battle of Qingqiu, he personally understood Zhi Yang's life. But today, according to Ying Su, it was Luo Yuan who resurrected Zhi Yang. Such remarks still have doubts in Tian Jun's heart.

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"You said Lord Luoyuan resurrected Zhiyang, do you have any evidence?"

"Yes!" Ying Su, who was lying on the ground, stood up instantly. The pitiful look in his eyes turned into a serious and sharp blade. Su's hand turned in the air, and a bottle of black mud appeared in Ying Su's hand.

"This is the blood mud left behind after I injured Zhiyang. If His Highness Tianjun doesn't believe it, you can check it."

Looking at the blood mud Tianjun took over, an imperceptible smile appeared on Yingsu's lips.

This bloody mud was originally left by Zhiyang... No matter how hard it rained that day, the blood soaked in the soil still had the aura of Zhiyang.

Yingsu looked at Tianjun's face and said a few words from time to time.

"Your Highness, Zhiyang was resurrected in the Palace of Qi. Lord Luoyuan must be involved in this!"

"Shenjun Luoyuan and Zhiyang were originally disciples of Lingbao Tianzun. When they traveled together, they left behind many words from their best friends..."

This simple sentence seemed to say nothing, but it was more like a reminder to Tianjun. Tianjun's originally confused eyes instantly became alert, and his breathing gradually became cold.

"If I remember correctly, Luo Yuan and you are engaged in an engagement?"

The coldness in Tianjun's eyes kept testing Yingsu. He frowned and half-squinted his eyes, trying to see what Yingsu was thinking.

Tianjun has always been suspicious, and even when facing the most loyal ministers, he will inevitably test Yingsu over and over again. Just like now, he is testing Yingsu by making insinuations.

Ying Su had already expected this. When she raised her eyes, the corner of her mouth curled up, but no one noticed.

"As Tianjun said, although there is an engagement, we are still not married..."

After hearing Ying Su's words, Tianjun lowered his eyes and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Please make the decision, His Highness Tianjun, and give justice to Yingsu! If it hadn't been for Zhiyang back then, I would have already married Luoyuan..." At this point, Yingsu's clear eyes were filled with a bit of fear, and her fair skin

Confusion was written all over his face.

"So..." I don't know what Ying Su was thinking of, and her eyes became evasive and frightened.

"The engagement back then... was actually broken by Zhiyang! It was actually Zhiyang... I asked Tianjun to make the decision and give justice to Xiaoxian..."

Ying Su sat slumped in the main hall, her face covered with tears, and she was dressed in white, which made me feel pity for her. Even Tianjun couldn't do anything about her crying.

"absurd!"

A cry of anger came from above the main hall. At this moment, Tianjun's eyes were full of anger. I don't know if Ying Su's words had an effect, or if he really had thoughts about Zhi Yang's resurrection. His brows were filled with anger, his eyes were ruthless, and his words were full of anger

He wants to cut Zhiyang's corpse into thousands of pieces.

"This witch can actually be reborn and bewitch the Lord Luoyuan. This is really something I didn't expect. When the witch is born, I, the Ninth Level Heaven, will take action to summon the heavenly soldiers and generals to level Qingqiu!"

"Your Highness Tianjun, please be slow!"

"If we send troops to Qingqiu at this time, Zhiyang will definitely escape and cause chaos in the three realms. It's better for me to go to Qingqiu to fetch Luoyuan and ask him about Zhiyang's whereabouts before it's too late!"

After hearing this, Tianjun, who was sitting in the hall, couldn't help but look at Ying Su, who was kneeling in the hall. On that pitiful face, the expression was slightly dazed, a little indifferent, and there was also a hint of unspeakable emotion...

...From her eyes to her face, although there were still tears on her face, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Such a delicate and beautiful face always gives people a vague feeling of elusiveness. After staring at this face for a long time, the evil thoughts hidden in my heart seem to be growing continuously, and a kind of coldness gradually sweeps through the body.

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"Well... in that case, you will lead a hundred heavenly soldiers and generals to Qingqiu and bring Luoyuan back to the ninth heaven!"

"Yes! Xiaoxian takes the order!"

Hades, fifteen miles away from Tuoyue Stream.

On the high platform, a burst of piano music slowly drifted down.

This sound is different from the minor tunes of Hades. It is melodious and clear with spots of playfulness. Sometimes it is as clear and unrestrained as a clear spring wandering freely in the mountains; sometimes it is as cold and elegant as the white snow falling quietly in winter; sometimes it is as quiet and elegant as standing.

The pine trees in the mountains are so tall that they reach into the clouds...

The body of the piano was graceful and graceful, and everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano for a while. There was a moment of tranquility in the melodiousness, and a little excitement in the silence, which swept away everyone's fatigue.

Looking up, he was sitting quietly on a high platform while playing the piano, facing the battle flags of the two armies and thousands of soldiers, fighting in front of him without changing his expression. He turned his plain hands over, and his fingers jumped on the strings, immersed in his own emotions.

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When the shadows of cold spears and swords and the silver light flashed, while everyone was indulging in the music, the other half were deeply hurt by the music.

The sound of the piano is like a sword, pointing directly at the Rakshasa army.

As Zhiyang played, the sound of the piano went straight towards the Rakshasa, and the sound waves turned into sharp blades. Before the Rakshasa army could react, the soldiers standing in the front row were still seriously injured and fell down, with stunned expressions on their faces and bleeding from their orifices...

Look at Zhiyang, who is sitting on the high platform. She stops her jade hands and gently touches the strings of the piano. She is dressed in white like snow and looks independent. The next moment, she stands up and draws her sword.

On the high platform, the light of the sword covered the earth like ice. Under the whole sky, the light of this sword could reach the sun and the moon, attracting everyone's attention.

"Soldiers! Charge with me!"

The soldiers of Hades roared together, raised their swords and rushed forward. Everyone, regardless of life or death, went all out.

"bite--"

The sound of swords clashing continued, and the light of the sword in Zhiyang's hand gradually disappeared. He put down the sword in his hand and carefully observed the battle situation at this moment.

"General Huo! Lead a thousand troops and outflank them on both wings!"

"yes!"

"General Qi! Lead 300 elite troops and tear a hole for me in the southeast!"

"yes!"

General Huo and General Qi joined the battle one after another. Under the originally anxious situation of the two armies, the two men were like a strange force, wandering among the two armies, constantly making detours and advancing outside.

"Tell General Huo to help General Qi break out in the southeast!"

The soldiers standing behind Zhiyang immediately raised the flag in their hands and conveyed Zhiyang's news to the soldiers on the battlefield.

General Huo also acted quickly. He did not directly assist the breakout from the southeast, but continued to encircle and suppress the enemy on both sides. While encircling, he launched an attack on the southeast side.

Zhiyang frowned. On the battlefield, everything was changing rapidly. If someone was not careful, the advantage they had just gained would be ruined.

"Marshal, the hole in the southeast direction has been torn open!"

In about half a stick of incense, the two generals Huo and Qi had followed Zhiyang's instructions and surrounded the Rakshasa clan layer by layer, waiting for Zhiyang's next order.

"Deal with the vanguard on the opposite side first!" Zhiyang calmly analyzed the current situation, "General Lian, send the signal, the fox head and tail appear! The flanks begin to close in! The divine fox comes down the mountain!"

I saw General Lian suddenly step forward, holding a black and white flag in his hand, and giving orders to the army.

In an instant, the soldiers below immediately understood that the personnel arrangement on the originally chaotic battlefield began to change continuously, and what appeared next was a nine-tailed fox!

Seeing the white fox appear, Zhiyang's frown slowly opened, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The White Fox Formation is Zhiyang's own creation. If one enters this formation, no one will be able to leave alive.

When it was founded, Zhiyang was only over 20,000 years old. He transformed the habits of the nine-tailed fox into formations. The formations were unpredictable and mysterious. Just talking about the nine-tails, there were coiling, entangling, drawing, turning, striking, transforming, etc.

There are eighty-one transformations. To this day, no one can see all of this white fox formation.

"The fox's head is raised, the fox's tail is spread!"

A fox howl rang out from the army, and then a white fox appeared on the battlefield. Its snow-white fur brought up the surrounding brilliance, making the entire Hades look gorgeous.
Chapter completed!