[Brothers, kill, no one left!] The answer to him was the sound of the weapon being unsheathed.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

A sound of breaking through the air came, but thousands of sharp arrows flew down. The rain of arrows came very fast and arrived almost instantly, all hitting within the range of Tan Luo’s dozens of inner guards.

As the arrow rain flew down, hundreds of figures suddenly rushed out, and the swords were shiny. After the arrow rain fell, they rushed into the inner guard crowd. For a moment, the swords and swords were crackling.

The overall quality of the inner guard is relatively high, and the lowest is the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal. Although the average strength of the hundreds of people is only at the level of a celestial immortal, they are ambushed. Under a rain of arrows, a small half of the inner guards were shot and killed. Faced with hundreds of celestial immortals who have been through many battles, these golden immortals can only be beaten and have no power to fight back.

A quarter of an hour later, Tan Luo was left in the inner guard, and the others were all killed, but there were more than 200 ambushers, and dozens of sharp crossbows pointed at him.

Tan Luo knew that he couldn't leave today.

No matter how stupid he is now, he understands why Li Jie asked him to escort these corpses back to the headquarters, that is, he wants to let him die. Li Jie must have discovered that the princess would not let these corpses enter the palace at all, because even if someone dies, there is a way to let him speak unless the corpse is gone. However, in front of the inner guards, the Eastern Palace cannot destroy corpses, so he can only destroy the corpses in secret.

[Haha...official world, a bullshit officialdom!] I thought that I was in the past, but in the end I was used by him as a scapegoat and became a scapegoat, Tan Luo was very unwilling to accept it.

While he screamed, dozens of sword-holding powerful immortals formed a battle formation and rushed forward, bursting out combat power comparable to that of the Immortal King, surrounding him.

Tan Luo is only a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal. Facing the combat power of this immortal king, how can he support it? Without more than ten moves, many wounds were left on his body.

Bang!

A fairy stabbed his right arm with a knife, and his companion kicked Tan Luo on the body. He kicked Tan Luo out, and the blood arrow was like a pillar.

[Who are you? You dare to be the official of the Neiwei. Are you afraid of killing the nine clans?] Tan Luo felt that his five internal organs were all moved and he was in great pain, especially the immortal energy in his body was no longer effective, and he had no power to fight any more.

[Brothers, stop talking nonsense, kill!] It was the previous voice that ordered him to be killed. Tan Luo remembered this voice tightly. He vowed that if he could survive, he would definitely take revenge.

[I'm fighting with you.] In the face of death, Tan Luo finally burst into anger in his heart, and he slapped a celestial immortal beside him.

He burned the immortal essence and soul in his body, and vowed to pull a few people on their backs before he died.

[No, everyone, be careful!] The sound that kept ordering sounded again.

However, this time he obviously miscalculated because Tan Luo's attack had arrived. Because of the burning of the soul and the immortal essence, his power reached the Immortal King.

The Immortal King's attack was not something that the celestial immortals who had already withdrawn the battle formation could fight against. With several bangs, he saw that the palm directly killed six celestial immortals.

[Damn it, brothers. Kill this guy for me!] The voice was angry.

After Tan Luo fired the Immortal King's attack, he seemed to have exhausted his power, and his whole body became soft and fell to the ground, without any strength to resist the next attack.

[roll!]

Just when he was desperate, a thick voice appeared in the minds of the immortals. Then he saw a man in black stepping out of the void.

[Who are you?]

A man walked out of the immortals of heaven. This man was no one else, but Lu Yang, the commander of the Tianfa Army. He had participated in the battle to attack Ding Chuan. He was Leng Qian's confidant.

[You are not worthy of knowing my name. Go back and tell Leng Qian and Li Mengdie that I want this person. If they want it, come to the Grand Tutor's Mansion.] The person who came was Yang Hong. He had always wanted to develop his own person in the Neiwei Palace. Now that he met Tan Luo, he knew that he had found a very suitable person.

[I don't care what you call me. If you block our way, you will realize death.] Lu Yang said as he waved his hand, and then he saw dozens of people killing towards Yang Hong.

[I wanted to spare your life, but you are looking for death by yourself. No wonder I am.] Yang Hong raised his hand and just a palm. This palm looked light and not much, but it caused a trace of ripples in the space. The ripples were extremely sharp and rippled out, and those celestial immortals could not defend at all.

After the ripples dissipated, Yang Hong rolled up Tan Luo and headed far away without saying a word, because he sensed that a patrol army was coming to this side.

When they left, Lu Yang and others all turned into ashes with a bang and disappeared into this world.

Yang Hong showed up in an abandoned house with Tan Luo. When he placed Tan Luo on the ground, he suddenly found that the surrounding space was actually sealed by a powerful force.

[Since you have arrived, don’t hide your head and tail, come out.] Yang Hong knew that he had met an opponent again, and the power of sealing this space was very powerful, so he couldn’t get out for the time being, so he simply became generous.

[Little kid, why don’t you know me anymore?] While speaking, a person who had already died stood in front of Yang Hong again. This person was no one else, but the Demonic Heavenly Saint Ancestor who died with Jiujizun.

[Why are you?] Yang Hong asked in surprise.

[Why, are you very surprised? Why am I still able to stand in front of you even though I have died with Jiujizun?] The Demon Heavenly Saint Ancestor asked with a smile.

[Senior, why am I surprised by this? Your old man is powerful and naturally invincible in the world. How could he die so easily? I always believe you are still alive.] Yang Hong said with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that this old guy is indeed powerful. He is worthy of being an old antique, and his methods are really clever.

[Little kid, don't worry, I'm not going to take your life this time.] The Demon Heaven Saint Ancestor said.

[Oh, really, senior? That junior has thanked senior here.] Yang Hong still felt a little disbelief in his heart, thinking how could you, old guy, let me go.

[Little kid, I want to kill you just to turn your hand skills, how could I lie to you?] The Demon Heaven Saint Ancestor said loudly.

[Then I wonder if senior, what's wrong with me?] Yang Hong is always on guard.

[It's very simple, I want to cooperate with you!]

[How to cooperate?]

[Just the previous proposal!]

[Senior, I wonder which proposal was it?] Yang Hong had long forgotten what the old guy had told him about the proposal.

[Little kid, don’t be bothering with me. This time I can tell you that I am sincerely going to cooperate with you.] How could the Demon Heaven Saint Ancestor not know Yang Hong’s thoughts? So he pointed it out directly to show his sincerity.
Chapter completed!