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Chapter 218 Mianjun (seeking monthly ticket)

"Protect the car! Protect the car!"

After Zhong Shenxiu killed through the Shenwu Gate, he did not stop, but continued to march into the palace.

The remaining Jin Scale Army, the Imperial Guards who guarded the imperial throne, the inner guards of the palace...

All kinds of elite soldiers and powerful generals held long spears and crossbows and surrounded and killed them continuously, almost sacrificing their lives.

Thousands of arrows are fired at once!

Thousand spears pierce!

Iron shield forms a wall!

Unfortunately, for the Grandmaster, these are of no use.

Zhong Shenxiu just looked over and showed a hint of spiritual pressure. Ordinary elite soldiers and even blood-changing warriors lost their combat power one after another.

He blew a breath, and all the arrows in the air fell to the ground and were gently stepped by him.

As for the iron shield wall, he gently stroked it and separated it like a paper, and the body of the soldiers behind him was like this.

Sometimes, the master who was still loyal to the court came to stop him desperately, but was beaten to death by Zhong Shenxiu and threw his body on the side of the road.

In the palace, blood was already flowing into a river.

Crunch! Crunch!

There were screaming in panic on the corner towers of the major palace gates, and the sound of putting down the gates came one after another, and the Nine-level palace gates were closed one after another.

But it's useless!

Before Zhong Shenxiu came to a large iron gate, she turned into a slight shape and the huge palace gate shattered, revealing a human face full of fear behind her.

He had no expression on his face and waved his hand and suffered heavy casualties and blood and flesh were turned into mud.

After killing the Shenwu Gate, killing through the White Marble Square, and breaking through three palace gates in a row, Zhong Shenxiu came to the Sun Hall.

This is one of the first three halls and it is also the place where Emperor Dawu discussed the court.

At this time, of course, the emperor was not here, but left behind a group of civil officials wearing red and purple official uniforms, and they were not sure whether they were the Minister of the Shang Dynasty or the Prime Minister.

"How can you be offended by the important places of the imperial court? You, a martial artist, have you not retreated!"

When Zhong Shenxiu walked up the steps, he saw the end of the steps. An old scholar who was angry and angry, scolded angrily: "The traitor, the following are the best. In history, you will be infamous for yours!"

Next to him, there is a historian who is writing quickly.

When any force is destroyed, there will always be a few loyal ministers and generals with strong strength.

Although...it's just a very small number.

Zhong Shenxiu didn't even look at it. With a wave of his hand, the old scholar and the historian behind him fell off.

"Please stop, please!"

Another old minister walked out of the Sun Hall: "Your Majesty is determined to innovate and sweep away the decline of the world. Now it has been mostly successful. Seeing that the world is peaceful and the people are living and working in peace and contentment are right in front of you, but the Lord wants to fall into war in the world. How can you bear it?"

"If the court is destroyed, wars in the world are everywhere, people are displaced, and tens of millions of casualties are killed and injured... Although the Zunjia is a demon sect, the demon sect also has its own concept of governing the world. It is not just a blind destruction. It is better to stop the two dialects and stop. Our court welcomes all the great talents of the Evil King Sect to the court as officials..."

"What's the reason for the people of the world? Please put the overall situation first..."

...

One by one, one by one, it was indeed full of righteousness, which made Zhong Shenxiu fully feel what it means to be pointed by thousands of people and ended in vain.

These civil servants are naturally not afraid of death if they dare to come to him.

But they just want to impose their own principles on Zhong Shenxiu.

"The people of the world?"

Zhong Shenxiu stopped slightly, making the scholars who had read the books of sages happy. Just as he was about to encourage his sages to continue persuading him, he saw Shura in the sea of ​​blood wave a palm.

Bang!

As the wind passes, a large number of civil servants who don’t know what position they are turned into meat foam all over the sky.

"The overall situation is the most important thing?"

"How come no one said this to me at the beginning?"

Since he came this time, he had decided to do it. He just said that he was fart when he heard these things.

People who do big things are most taboo to be swaying.

For example, when a two-person fight for hegemony is about to succeed, they are cheated by such people and their blood and kidneys. After cheating themselves and their subordinates, they are cheating.

Zhong Shenxiu will never make herself such a fool.

His hands were like holding weapons, and invisible weapons burst out one after another. He soon killed the Sun Palace and then broke out of the Sun Palace, breaking through Zhongyang Palace and Shaoyang Palace...

"Protect the Emperor!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

When he was about to kill to Ganyang Palace, even though he was killed before, there were still loyal ministers and righteous men coming like crazy.

This is the last breath of Dawu Dynasty.

If Zhong Shenxiu had an ordinary sword or even a magic weapon in his hand, he would be afraid that he would be weak at this time and would be curled up the blade.

‘I’ll kill a nonsense emperor. As long as the royal family’s bloodline is endless, killing one can’t be a big deal…’

Since entering the inner court, Zhong Shenxiu has followed the feeling in the dark and pursued a qi mechanism.

That was the breath of the great master and the last great master in the court, the royal family worshipped.

The other party's aura was as slight as the Nine Heavens Gods, high above. Even if it was just a slight sense, Zhong Shenxiu knew that this was a powerful enemy he had never met before!

Such a character has not joined forces with those three great masters to siege him before, and it must be out of absolute confidence!

Confidence can only hold the sky with your hands! Suppress him!

The royal family enshrined the first and the Jiazi of the Heavenly List, and the last Dinghai Dingjian in the Dawu Dynasty!

‘If you don’t kill this person, today’s trip will not be perfect!’

Zhong Shenxiu followed his senses and walked to a palace.

When I looked up, I saw that the three big characters "Ganyang Palace" were above the plaque.

‘Come on, this great worshiper is here. Could it be that he is protecting the emperor personally? Is this emperor stupid? Why don’t he run away?’

‘Or maybe…’

Zhong Shenxiu thought of a guess and stepped onto the steps in one step.

On the steps, the originally dense soldiers covered their hearts and spit out bloody internal organ fragments, and fell down in batches like cutting wheat.

In front of the palace gate, Zhong Shenxiu killed the last master and rubbed his eyebrows.

Since the God of Heaven and Earth reached its peak and had just reached the threshold of crushing the void, his spirit has been highly revitalized.

At this time, it seemed that he had gone back to a longer river of time, allowing him to trace back to more information in the void.

Standing here, some blurry scenes automatically appear in his heart.

It seems to be the heavy memory of this ancient palace that carries hundreds of years ago, or even thousands of years ago!

There were many scenes of shadows, blurred figures, and a lot of screams and murmurs seemed to be heard in my ears...

‘It’s not a good thing to be inspired by too much inspiration.’

Zhong Shenxiu complained and opened the gate of Ganyang Palace.

Somewhat unexpected was that there was a silence in the huge palace. There was only a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe standing beside the Nine Dragons throne, looking at Zhong Shenxiu indifferently.

His eyes were like the bottomless Youjing, with a little purple feeling, emitting an unparalleled evil power. An extremely nice magnetic voice sounded: "You are not the Immortal Evil Emperor. If Immortal Evil Emperor had half of your ability, there would be no holy monks or mad Taoists on the heavenly list..."
Chapter completed!
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