"Gu Taxian?"

The middle-aged man muttered the pseudonym that Hong Yi had casually reported, not knowing what he was thinking.

When I looked up again, there was no longer any sign of Hong Yi.

"This pill"

The middle-aged man held this pill and thought about Hong Yi's purpose

The next morning, it was just dawn, and except for the slaves of wealthy families, most people were still dreaming.

Suddenly an iron cavalry rode by, and the crisp sound of horse hooves tore the noise of nightfall.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"drive!"

A serious-looking soldier waved his whip and urged the horse to rush to rush.

"This is the imperial guards of the palace! Looking at the place where they went, it seemed to be the residence of the Three Dukes. Did something big happen yesterday?"

"Yesterday, the third prince Liu Min broke into the palace, was it?"

"I don't hear anything outside the window, I don't hear anything outside the window"

There are people looking out from the windows in the streets on both sides, and there are even smarter ones who can guess what.

There are some people in the imperial capital who are very good at hand and eyes, but at noon, someone has already known what happened in the palace.

"Your Majesty has passed away!"

"The royal family is dead in name only!"

"The third prince Liu Min massacred all his blood relatives, and both suffered losses from the Yuhua Sect monks who were in charge of the palace!"

"The imperial capital is martial law, and several disciples from Yuhua Sect preside over the overall situation and want to take revenge!"

Anyone who receives the information will be upset.

The Dali Dynasty had a population of tens of billions, and there were countless small countries under its jurisdiction, and all the royal families of a country were killed.

Naturally, it is extremely shocking.

It was noon, and the heat of the weather and martial law in the whole city were so empty that the entire imperial capital was not crowded, and occasionally there were times when there were frequent visits.

Outside the palace, there was a mess and the smell of blood could not be erased.

Teams of soldiers with strong aura patrolled back and forth, and they could not sweat under the scorching sun. They were obviously all masters with martial arts skills.

Step! Step! Step~

Suddenly, footsteps like drum beats echoed outside the imperial city, alarming a group of soldiers.

The sound of footsteps seemed to be heard in their hearts, causing them to feel confused.

"who?"

The leader of the imperial guard pulled out his long sword and looked at him in search of the sound.

I saw a figure walking towards the empty street.

"Zhengli Wuying? Is it a human or a ghost? And a supernatural cultivator?"

The leader of the imperial guards jumped.

He saw that the young man wearing silver armor, purple and gold crown, eyes like stars, and face like jade.

His figure is high and slender, with two hairbands bound by the purple gold crown hanging down, and his breath is calm and domineering.

What shocked him was that even under the sun at noon, it was still shadowless, like a ghost.

"The forbidden area of ​​the palace, idle people stop!"

The imperial guards' soul was shocked and couldn't help but shout.

Behind him, teams of soldiers gathered together, looking at the young man who was walking towards him calmly.

The boy kept talking lightly:

"A bunch of native chickens and tiled dogs dare to stop me?"

Boom!

It was like a bolt from the blue, and the thunder came out of the mountain, and the entire palace was instantly shocked by the thunder sound.

The ripples visible to the naked eye scattered out of the young man, suppressing all the soldiers patrolling outside the palace, and blasting open the palace gate with unabashed momentum!

Boom!

With the powerful force burst out instantly, the square in front of the palace was immediately vibrated and was suppressed by an invisible huge force!

"ah!"

The leader of the imperial guard looked horrified, and he felt an invisible force suppressing him, which made him kneel to the ground.

Hundreds of soldiers also changed their expressions and had no time to react, so they were oppressed and knelt on the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

"There is another enemy attack!"

"A supernatural cultivator!"

A shrill cry came from the palace. The palace soldiers who had not recovered from yesterday's war were here to be dominated by the monks of supernatural powers.

Huh ~

Not long after, two airflows jumped out of the imperial city and fell before the imperial city, opening their mouths with a serious expression:

"Who is your Excellency?"

The two disciples of the Yuhua Sect are quite old, but they are not even in the secret realm of magical powers. They can only fly briefly with two flying swords.

Although Yuhua Sect is one of the ten gates of immortal paths, not all disciples can be promoted to the secret realm of magical powers.

Like these two people, there are many who come to various secular dynasties to enjoy wealth and glory because of their supernatural powers.

"The Dali Dynasty is a dynasty under my Yuhua Sect. Although you are a supernatural cultivator, you have to be careful."

A disciple of Yuhua Sect spoke with a gentle attitude.

But I was complaining secretly in my heart.

They had only been down the mountain for more than ten years, but they had met a monk with supernatural powers twice in a row, which was so unlucky.

If you die on the spot, what can you do if Yuhua Sect can take revenge later?

"Yang An, step back."

Before the boy could speak, he heard a calm voice.

His expression changed slightly, and an extremely complex light flashed in his eyes, including fear, awe, resentment and resentment.

"yes!"

Yang An's expression changed for only a moment and he slowly retreated.

The expressions of the two disciples of the Yuhua Sect changed suddenly. This seemingly unfathomable magical cultivator was just a subordinate?

Who is the real master?

Buzz

The void shook slightly, and a blue-purple carriage slowly rushed out.

Huh ~

Hong Yi was sitting in the car, his appearance was invisible.

With just a blink of an eye, he sent two disciples of the Yuhua Sect tens of thousands of miles away.

"From now on, the Dali Dynasty will no longer be a territory under the jurisdiction of Yuhua Sect."

Hong Yi's calm voice sounded in the ears of the two disciples who had not yet woken up from the transformation of heaven and earth.

"Yuhuaxian Mountain?"

The two disciples just came to their senses and saw the Yuhua Immortal Mountain in front of them.

Only then did he realize that the two of them were sent out of the Dali Dynasty in the blink of an eye and crossed tens of thousands of miles!

This is definitely not something that a monk with supernatural powers can do!

"The powerful power of the secret realm of immortality?"

The two disciples looked at each other, and they were all shocked to see each other.

The powerful man in the secret realm of immortality holds life and death in his hand, suppresses the world, and lives for thousands of years. What a noble person he is?

How could it suddenly appear in the Dali Dynasty?

After looking at each other, they all went towards Yuhua Xianshan. At this time, they must report to the elders and the head sect.
To be continued...