The image of the royal city is a combination of reality and fiction.

Purple gold horns match it, probably for blowing.

Now the Nine Spirits Holy Lion told Su Yun that the image of the royal city is a gear or a key?!

"Could something unexpected happen after I use it?" Su Yun frowned.

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion sighed softly: "Hey, those damn people should stay out of here. This is no longer their era."

"Even when heaven and hell were in ruins, there would be rebels."

"They lie dormant, just for an opportunity."

His voice was a little low and lonely.

Su Yun expressed understanding.

Isn’t the current human race also suffering from internal and external troubles?

All used to it!

Zhu Yongqiang interjected from the side: "But we can't leave Xiaotian Palace now. If we go out, we will be surrounded and killed."

"What do you mean?" Jiuling Holy Lion asked in astonishment.

"It's okay, there are only a dozen crowned kings and dozens of fake kings waiting outside to kill me." Su Yun said without caring.

Jiuling Holy Lion was surprised.

Is the human race so weak now?

Can’t even protect a junior?

At this time, the Little Heavenly Palace exuded a strong repulsive force, as if it was driving those living to leave.

Su Yun played with the image of the royal city and asked: "Senior, can this thing kill people?"

"It should be possible." Jiuling Holy Lion was not very sure either.

Su Yun and Zhu Zhu glared at each other.

You don’t know this either?!

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion said angrily: "The Lord said that the image of the royal city must be coordinated by the illusion. The stronger the better, but I can't!"

If he knew how, he could help Su Yun once more.

If not, there is really nothing we can do.

Moreover, times have changed and there are too many uncertainties.

"This is easy to handle!"

Su Yun grinned: "I am a professional in illusion!"

"You have to think clearly, once you use it, this era will become even more confusing!" Jiuling Holy Lion warned.

Su Yun looked at the image of the royal city and laughed at himself: "Isn't it chaotic enough now?"

"If I can't get out alive, what does it matter to me whether this era is chaotic or not?"

"What's more, I, Su Yun, am the one who profits from chaos."

"Senior, do you dare to go crazy with me and kill all races with great pleasure!"

His voice was so loud and decisive at this moment.

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion did not answer, but looked at Su Yun stupidly in the dark.

Like, so similar!

It’s exactly the same as the master’s decisive killing!

"I have been guarding this place for all these years. I have no ability and no chance."

"If there is a chance for me to resist now, then I will accompany you for a while!"

"Kill! Kill him and turn everything upside down!"

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion roared violently.

Su Yun laughed wildly and said: "Kill! Kill them all! Let them know the consequences of killing me!"

Piggy's blood was boiling next to him.

"Boy, inject your illusion or illusion into the image of the royal city."

"Take the purple and gold horns. This is the slogan of the attack and our past history!"

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion instructed.

Su Yun holds the elephant of the royal city in his hand.

Tsukuyomi stared at it, but kept thinking in his mind, what illusion would be better to construct?

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior, for answering your questions. I will give you a gift later!"

Buzz!

Tsukuyomi cast.

The image of the royal city bloomed with supreme brilliance at this moment.

A pure ancient wave swept across and enveloped the entire Little Heavenly Palace!

After doing all this, Su Yun held the purple gold horn in his hand, slowly stepped back, bowed and said: "Senior, take care!"

One person and one pig left quickly and ran towards the entrance!

When they walked away, a figure slowly emerged.

This was a huge lion with blood holes in its body that could not be healed. It was bleeding profusely and was very tragic.

It should have nine heads, but eight of them were broken, and the flesh and blood were scarlet, which was heartbreaking.

"Lord, forgive me for being so willful."

The Nine Spirit Saint Lion's eyes were red and he whispered: "I just want to preserve the blood of the human race!"

…

The Little Heavenly Palace at this moment.

Countless geniuses rushed to the entrance.

They all know that a storm is coming!

Once Su Yun goes out, he will definitely be besieged by countless powerful people.

As a little god of war, he has only one way to die!

"We can watch a good show later."

"You think too highly of Su Yun. If he can block King Feng's attack, I'll eat ten pounds of cake on the spot!"

"A lot of people are missing. Are they dead? Or something like that?"

Geniuses from all races are talking secretly.

At this time, the entrance has not yet been opened, but you can feel the murderous aura outside.

Silence, coldness, depression and other emotions flow in the air.

King Shenxuan and other powerful kings were wary of their surroundings.

"I sense that many kings have different intentions from us."

"Spread out, and if someone takes action, kill them immediately!"

"No matter what the price, Su Yun must die!"

Their eyes were extremely determined.

All the mysteries surrounding Su Yun involve that person.

Therefore, you must not stay!

"Saw them!"

A strong man saw the figure in Xiaotian Palace and said excitedly.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a torrent of waterfall appeared inside the Little Heavenly Palace, forcibly covering the geniuses inside.

The strong men outside were stunned.

What's going on?!

The next second.

Su Yun's bright and sunny smile was reflected in the pupils of countless people.

He held the head of a genius in his hand and grinned: "Long time no see, do you miss me?"
To be continued...