holy city.

In the bronze palace, the twelve judges at the round table were discussing, and the scribes were writing furiously.

Everyone could not hide their excitement. After all, they could personally participate in the plan to devour Western Shu. Once Western Shu fell, the thousands-year-old ancient continent would not be far from overthrowing.

"Your Majesty the God of Heaven, the son of the empire is ready and ready to go to war at any time."

The judge in charge of military matters respectfully reported.

On the purple throne, rays of sunlight reflected on the golden mask, making the emperor appear to be so high-spirited and arrogant.

"Let me say a few words." Emperor Man stood up slowly and was just about to prepare his speech when a blond and purple-haired guard hurried into the palace and handed over a black arrow with a document stuck in it.

"Your Majesty, the Knight of Heaven has replied." The guard said.

Suddenly, Hu Yanshou's palms were immediately covered with fine beads of sweat, and his heart was beating violently in his chest like a rumbling war drum, threatening to break his chest at any time.

The fear of death is far more terrifying than death itself.

The Man Emperor didn't take it seriously, but when he opened the document, a pair of children were filled with indescribable anger.

An uncontrollable tremor ran through him somewhere in his heart, it was the ultimate rage!

Every time I take a breath, I feel so humiliated that I am suffocating!

"Clang!"

The barbarian emperor overturned the throne, raised his head and roared hysterically:

"Deceiving the sky!"

"What a deception!

!”

The bronze hall was completely silent, and the atmosphere was like a gloomy tomb, filled with indescribable weirdness.

The twelve giants of the Round Table remained silent. They had never seen such a crazy God.

"Sixty-three years, hahahahaha, sixty-three years, you are really good at hiding it, you can really bring shame to the empire!"

The Man Emperor waved his arms, his sacrificial dragon robe danced wildly in the wind, and his whole body was trembling violently.

"I beg you, Your Majesty, to calm down!" The twelve judges did not dare to sit down anymore, and they all knelt down and polished the floor.

"Calm down?" The Man Emperor's eyes were filled with coldness. He quickly walked over, jumped over the round table, slapped the scribe's Tianling Gai with his palm, and pulled up his head in his hand.

Bang!

His head hit Hu Yanshou's side.

"Tell me, what happened?" The Man Emperor kicked Hu Yanshou, and his face hit the edge of the round table so hard that Hu Yanshou's whole face collapsed.

The air in the hall was almost solid.

The judges were horrified. His Majesty, who was once the most polite and courteous god, now revealed his murderous nature like a beast, killing people wantonly in the most solemn palace of the empire!

"Old minister...Old minister deserves death!" Hu Yanshou ignored the pain in his face, got up and knelt down, crying.

Tears mixed with blood dripped down to the floor.

"Not only will you die, your Huyan clan will also be cut into pieces. I will dig up the Huyan ancestral graves and throw your ancestors' spiritual tablets into the manure pit!"

"Trash, the greatest shame of the empire!"

The Barbarian Emperor became even more angry and his voice became hoarse.

Can you imagine that since the law of heaven took care of it, the empire has been going smoothly, opening its bloody mouth to swallow up 20 million miles of territory.

Now, during his administration, he has encountered the biggest setback in history, which is tantamount to a severe whip on his dignity.

"Old minister, please die." Hu Yanshou lay on the ground with a calm and detached posture.

Even he himself felt strange.

When he still had a glimmer of hope for the future, his heart was filled with anxiety and fear, but now that he was facing death head-on, he became calm and calm.

Finally freed from the haunting nightmare, free!

"You have brought great shame to the empire. How could you let the Han slaves kill thousands of troops by one person?"

Barbarian Emperor grabbed Hu Yanshou's hair and banged him against the floor again and again.

"He...he only has five years left to live." Hu Yanshou said in a trembling voice with a trace of consciousness still left.

Gu Changan is absolutely incapable of breaking into the abyss to resolve the cause and effect, and will die in five years.

"Five years?" The Barbarian Emperor struck wildly, thundering and shouting:

"I want him to die now! He must die!

"

"Loyalty...loyalty." Hu Yanshou's breath died. He was one of the most sinners in the history of the empire, but he was loyal to the abyss from beginning to end.

Looking at the horrific head, the other inquisitors' hearts tightened and their limbs felt as cold as if they were in an ice cave, with chills emanating from every pore.

While Karl was horrified, he thought of what His Majesty said, "One man can kill thousands of armies?"

How is that possible?!

Not even a saint can do it!

"Your Majesty, that's enough." Judge Yin Siken reminded with a trembling voice. His head was already torn apart, and even the liquid was spurting out.

"Not enough!" The Barbarian Emperor kicked his head open with a kick. The golden mask was stained with blood. It looked particularly ferocious and terrifying. He said in a cold voice:

"Publish the decree to kill the nine Huyanshou tribes. Not even a dog or a blade of grass will be spared!"

"Yue Jiuling, kill the nine tribes!"

"Zhe Lansu, kill the nine tribes!"

"In addition, please ask the Abyss Saint to go to Mobei and bring back the head of the old dog Zhelan!"

The sound echoed endlessly in the corridors of the palace, and the lips of the judges were pale. The empire had never dealt with such a bloody punishment.

The barbarian emperor was in a hysterical state and issued a strong curse:

“These people will go to the eighteenth level of hell and will be burned by fire!

"

Suddenly.

The door of the palace was knocked open, and several old figures in golden masks staggered forward, carrying two completely opposite auras of decay and light.

The knights of the gods were loyal to Abyss and only obeyed his command, so Abyss also learned about the situation in the Western Region.

The sky is falling!

The saint woke up from his slumber, and the aura of the abyss was filled with violence and the ultimate humiliation hidden underneath.

Undoubtedly, the biggest obstacle since the founding of the country was that the opponent only had one person and one sword.

"Grandfather..." The Barbarian Emperor retreated in panic and looked at the black-haired old man in the sun, moon and star robe with a trembling voice.

"Tuobali, you disappoint me." The old man strode over and unmasked the Barbarian Emperor without any explanation.

It was an ugly face made of flesh and blood, like burn scars running through the entire face, with only a pair of fearful, childlike eyes.

"We have no face, but the people of the empire want face!"

"You are incompetent. The throne has changed hands. The empire does not need a waste to govern. You have made Senior Abyss very angry."

The old man's voice was cold. After speaking, he turned and left. He walked a few steps and then stopped.

"The sluggish land of Shenzhou cannot rekindle its fighting spirit, and the decadent Han slaves of the Central Plains cannot reproduce the glorious heroic epic."

"Give you time to eradicate!"

Several people disappeared, leaving only boundless silence in the bronze palace, which seemed to slowly eat away at the spirit.

The Barbarian Emperor silently picked up the mask and put it on, most afraid of exposing his ugly face, but at this moment it was like running naked in the center.

"Why do you want to harm me?"

"Don't cover the lid, Han Nu will be dead a long time ago!

"

The Barbarian Emperor suppressed his pain and sat on the ground staring blankly at the ceiling.

Why do we delay things that are obviously easy to solve until we are terminally ill?

If Gu Changan gathered the fighting spirit of the Central Plains by himself, the empire would only be exhausted. How could a civilization with thousands of years of history be defeated so easily?

If you don't kill him while he's sick, what will happen when he recovers?

"Your Majesty, it must be the Western Region." The blond Karl said cautiously.

It is self-evident to combine the three Seven Thousand Miles Judges to punish the nine tribes.

There is a volcano in the Western Region and it has exploded!
To be continued...