In the Buddhist temple, Sang and Zhao Zhenren joined forces.

The huge ceremony began to emit a dark light, giving the huge statue of Sakyamuni Buddha in front of it an eerie feeling.

As the copper coins in the center of the ceremony rotated rapidly, the bronze mirrors placed on the ground rippled like water waves.

In the mirror, Zhu Qizhen's figure appeared.

Looking at the mediocre Zhu Qizhen, Sang sighed in disappointment:

"His mother is mediocre. If she hadn't relied on Yu Qian and others, the Ming Dynasty would have been ruined long ago."

"Now, with the addition of an emperor who is even worse..."

At this time, two small talisman swords have gradually condensed on the bronze mirror.

On the side, Zhenren Zhao waved his whisk:

"How far will it go? Let them die on the spot?"

Sang shook his head:

"Inappropriate."

"Zhu Qizhen's eldest son is too young. If both the emperor and the queen mother die at this time, the Ming Dynasty will be completely in chaos."

"Let Queen Mother Sun pass away this year!"

"Let Zhu Qizhen... get sick and die after the next year!"

"There is a buffer time, which should be enough!"

Zhao Zhenren nodded.

As the magic weapons around them rumbled, cinnabar incantations gradually condensed on the two talisman daggers.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind.

A sharp look flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Sure enough...here he comes!

In an instant, the temple door was shattered with a "bang"!

Almost at the same time, Zhao Zhenren appeared behind Sang, twitching his fly whisk, and wrapped it directly around the hilt of the big sword on his back.

Immediately:

"Bang!"

Fu Chen picked up the sword and stabbed directly forward.

In an instant, the wall cracked, dust flew everywhere, and amidst a harsh roar, a human-shaped black shadow appeared.

Zhenren Zhao snorted coldly:

"The evil one hasn't shown up yet!"

As the heavy sword flew up and slashed away, the surrounding magical weapons exerted force at the same time, and dozens of prepared spells shot out of the air like sharp blades!

On the other side, Sang formed a seal with his hands, and the first of the talisman swords above him instantly fell into the bronze mirror.

Its target is none other than the Empress Dowager Sun who is next to Zhu Qi Town.

The sword of talisman pierced the heart of Queen Mother Sun.

The momentary pain caused Queen Mother Sun to frown and suddenly started coughing.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Queen Mother Sun waved her hand: "It's okay, maybe... I just choked on the wind..."

In an instant, the backlash that interfered with the royal family's vitality rushed towards the face along the bronze mirror.

Sang was already prepared, and the commonly used word "longevity" appeared in his hand.

"clang!"

The inexplicable wind, like a sharp blade, cut open Sang's shoulder in an instant.

While the bleeding continued, Sang's eyebrows seemed to look a little older!

"Uh..." Sang panted slightly, feeling the aging in his body, and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth: "A queen mother, can you let me be hurt like this?"

"It seems that in the original fortune, the mother and son themselves... should not be bastards. It is only because of the change in fortune caused by the incident with the King of Han that they became like this..."

Sang swallowed the sweet taste in his throat and glanced at Zhao Zhenren behind him.

Although Zhao Zhenren is approaching his end, his moral conduct has reached its peak.

The inexplicable black shadow was gradually at a disadvantage under the attacks of the sword and spells.

"Damn it!"

"You...all deserve to die!"

A familiar voice sounded.

Sang's eyebrows moved, that was... Zhu Yunwen's voice!

At this time, a human face also emerged from the black shadow.

That face was full of hatred.

Seeing this, Sang slowly shook his head: "It seems that you did not obey the tip bag left to you by Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, asking you to be ordained as a monk to save your life!"

Zhao Zhenren narrowed his eyes slightly:

"This method..."

"I thought you were being controlled by someone!"

"Now it seems that you are willing to give up your body and practice evil arts."

"Who helped you!"

In the air, Zhu Yun smiled ferociously and said:

"Do you think...I can say it?"

"At the beginning, I followed Grandpa Huang's order and started to reduce the vassal state, but in the end I ended up like this!"

"Most of the officials also surrendered to you rebellious officials and traitors following the Jingnan Campaign!"

"These people should all die!"

"But it doesn't matter. I can disintegrate Zhu Zhanji's luck by controlling the King of Han to rebel many times!"

"Now...I can do the same!"

Sang frowned and vaguely heard what Zhu Yuwen meant:

"So...the changes in Tumu Fort..."

Zhu Yunwen laughed:

"The Tumubao Revolution could have resulted in a complete victory!"

"But...it was me who made Zhu Qizhen favor the eunuch!"

"The eunuch's slander had to be hinted at by me!"

"I thought that this time I would be able to severely damage the Ming Dynasty, but I never thought that you, a monk who rebelled back then, would protect the Ming Dynasty by cutting off the fortune of Ming Dynasty Zong Zhu Qiyu!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"In this way, I can control Zhu Qizhen and attack Zhu Qiyu!"

"Now, Zhu Qizhen and Empress Dowager Sun's encroachment on the Ming Dynasty has reached a stage where it is about to succeed. I will not let you break the situation!"

Immediately, Zhu Yunwen raised his hand.

In the dark fog, familiar faces appeared one after another!

These people are actually the sons of the King of Han who died at the hands of Zhu Zhanji!

"The soul of the prince!" Sang's face changed drastically: "What a madman!"

Immediately, Sang was about to cancel the ceremony.

But Zhenren Zhao said in a solemn voice: "No!"

"To deal with the emperor, the ceremony only has one chance!"

"I'll do it!"

Immediately, Zhenren Zhao flew forward, and several magic weapons turned into golden light and sprang out from his sleeves and robes.

"Mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire!"

Zhenren Zhao recited sutras and mantras, and used the sutras to create boundless fire and flying sharp knives. With fierce and ferocious methods, he killed all the resentful souls of the son of the King of Han without hesitation!

In an instant, Master Zhao trembled all over as if he had been hit hard, and he immediately vomited blood.

Zhu Yun smiled evilly and said: "It's really ridiculous!"
To be continued...