On Longqiao Avenue, Zhao Feng's blood flowed to both sides due to the tilted road drainage design. The python robe on his body was dyed red, and the blood of the son of the Tian family splattered on the street.

This is something that is unheard of. Even if it is placed in the personal teachings of a true monarch in the world of practice, it is impossible to be killed on the street.

Today, not only did someone really take action, but he also killed him in front of the True Lord.

Gu Wen took out the jade pendant from Zhao Feng's body, raised it in front of Emperor Daojun and put it in the Qiankun bag.

After five years, the property finally returned to the original owner.

mad!

It's so crazy!

So much so that Lu Chan, the descendant of the Demon Sect, ran out of the room barefoot, placing her feet and placing her head to observe Gu Wen's figure with her own eyes. She was wearing black and red, and she held a spear and faced the True Lord directly.

The styles of the three religions and nine sects are different. Among them, the Demon Sect often happens to the following and other people who are in trouble because of its casual style. The Demonic monks are not only good at using power, but also the most rebellious person toward power.

He Huan covered his face, and he could already imagine Gu Wen's fate.

Emperor Daojun is the top True Lord in the world. At the same time, the Dharma image is integrated into the dragon vein, carrying the weight of the world, and the limit on him by the number of days is reduced. Perhaps only 10%, but for the True Lord, the subtle reduction is enough to leverage the power of hundreds of times.

He took out the token of the sect, a wisp of divine thought flew out of the land of immortality, and then received an extremely harsh refusal and a warning to him.

The True Lord’s divine consciousness was strong, and it made He Huan dizzy when he came from the sky. He couldn’t help but complain: “If you don’t save it, you won’t save it. Why are you so fierce?”

"Brother He is very familiar with him?" Murong Suyue asked in surprise.

She knew He Huan for many years, but it seems that she had never heard him mention the world.

He Huan smiled bitterly and said, "If I save him, I will be more familiar with him, but this guy is too troublesome."

Not only did he kill Zhao Feng, but he also wanted to sell favors in front of Emperor Daojun. Even though he wanted to sell favors, he could not afford this cause and effect, and the sect was unwilling to spend a large price to invest in a genius of military, Taoism, Dharma and Fairy.

Moreover, it is still a matter of whether the sect can save Gu Wen in the hands of Emperor Daojun.

"Fellow Daorong, how about you have any ideas?"

He Huan remembered the other party’s identity, the successor of Longshan Villa, the second military strategist. Didn’t they also refine guns in Ganlongshan Villa?

Murong Suyue raised the small hammer in her hand and said, "I contacted the sect when he just entered the Longqiao. The ancestor said he could not beat Emperor Daojun."

A military genius who has no choice but to use a gun, put it outside and has already come out of Ganlong Villa. Originally, Murong Suyue thought this was a good opportunity. Emperor Daojun could not leave the palace in his true form, and he might be able to save him after paying some price.

But now that Zhao Feng is dead, Emperor Daojun will definitely take action at any cost.

All parties gathered on Longqiao Avenue, and they knew that nothing could be saved.

"You killed him?"

The True Lord's golden body slowly fell to the ground, his facial features were blurred, and he was wearing a Taoist robe. His voice was not a sound of mouth and tongue, but a fluctuation of magic power.

There is almost no emotion, but it is deafening for people with cultivation, with their ears buzzing slightly. Even if a strong man just makes a sound, he will have such momentum.

"Yes, I killed it."

Gu Wen nodded calmly and replied.

He felt the magic power fluctuations in front of him like a tsunami, just an incarnation, and the oppression he gave him several times stronger than Feng Baizhou. Zhao Feng and Feng Baizhou are mediocre talents, but the emperor who is already the True Lord is definitely not.

I am unable to compete at the moment, but not being able to beat does not mean I can’t escape.

After all, it is just an incarnation, with strands of magic power being squeezed in the dark days, and it is leaking out uncontrollably.

"This is also considered cause and effect. I killed hundreds of Gu family members, and my last bloodline is at the hands of you, the only son of Gu."

Emperor Daojun was terriblely calm. He leaned over and reached out to stain the blood flowing out of Zhao Feng's remaining body. His fingers rubbed slightly, and said as if he was remembering:

"People who practice practice basically have few children when they reach the second level, but they have never heard of the fourth level except me. I am able to give birth to children is also one of the opportunities to become immortals. The dragon has nine sons, but the nine sons do not become dragons, and this ninth son has a glimmer of hope."

"Die, no one can die anymore."

Gu Wen stepped on Zhao Feng's corpse without any hesitation, kicked the corpse away, and displayed the intestines and internal organs to Emperor Daojun.

Even the last remaining warmth was gone, and even the soul was crushed to pieces by Gu Wen's sword with his heart, leaving no room for anything.

"Can the Zhao family be really the Tian family? Can they be saved in this way?"

"I am indeed dead now, and I am helpless." Emperor Daojun nodded, and then saw Gu Wen being coiled around him by the red dragon magic, and his magic power surged around him, ready to escape at any time.

He asked back: "But you can't leave, I want you to stay in Bianjing."

"hehe."

Gu Wenke did not intend to stay, nor even wanted to fight against Emperor Daojun's incarnation.

He has done his best to be brave but not foolish. He has already done the limit of his ability, and the rest is to consider resigning and come back to take revenge in the future, as he is the Lord of the True in the future.

The growth time he needs is not tens of millions of years, and the Emperor Daojun is not going to die soon.

"Gu's family and Gu Wen."

Emperor Daojun raised his hand and flew over with an imperial edict. The dragon vein surging, his mouth was filled with Tianxian, and his voice spread to hundreds of miles.

"Qianlong has been in the five years, and has the principles of heaven and earth, and has the power of ancient sages. Today, he killed the prince, destroyed the country and the country, accepted cause and effect, succeeded the throne, and Zhao Wei abdicated the surname Gu."

Successor to the throne?

The geniuses of all forces were stunned. They were all ready to be killed by Emperor Daojun, or there was a true lord behind Gu Wen, which led to a fight between the true lord.

But never expected that Emperor Taoist would enthrone Gu Wen as the crown prince?

What happened? He just killed Zhao Feng. The prince was killed in the street. If it was rumored, it would make Daqian's precarious luck worse. Countless peasant uprisings would break out without intervention in all sects.

No matter what period the dynasty was, the outbreak of the uprising never ceased, and the impact was only whether the court could suppress it.

Gu Wen didn't expect that, looking at the imperial edict floating in front of him, he said, "Are you crazy?"

"It's just that everything has returned to its original trajectory. You are the Taoist protector of the Sanqing Dao Sect. This should belong to you, but you always have to pay a price to get something back."

Emperor Daojun's voice was emotional at all. Perhaps he had such a hint of love for Zhao Feng, but now it was just a pile of rotten meat for him.

When a person dies, the way will disappear, and when a person dies, the policy will be extinguished.

Now he saw Gu Wen's talent, and he was more suitable to bear the weight of the dragon vein than Zhao Feng. Gu Wen succeeded as the crown prince and abdicated the Zhao family's country to the Gu family. In this way, he could escape the shackles of the dragon vein and not destroy his relationship with the Sanqing Dao Sect.

Emperor Taoist Emperor could see that all the methods on Gu Wen were from the Yuqing School, except for the military, Taoism and Dharma.

The Yuqing Sect's entry into the world is the Taoist genius, the top of the heavenly list.

"Become a great-minded crown prince, I only make good connections with you."

"The king of Yizi will be promoted to crown prince again?"

Gu Wen reached out to grab the imperial edict, and it seemed that the limit on his own number of days had been reduced. He vaguely understood why Emperor Daojun could intimidate all parties.

Emperor Taoist ignoring the daze of all the people and horses, and praised his enemies without hesitation: "The three-level perfect Taoist foundation, the military Taoist Dharma image, are worthy of this position."

At this time, the people from all sides reacted. They were too shocked by Gu Wen's actions and too concerned about the other party's arrogance, but ignored a little.

What a talent to be able to grow to this point under the eyes of the Zhao family.

Gu Wen asked back, "What if I don't?"

Emperor Daojun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Gu Wen to refuse. He was not angry and said, "The battle for the great way is not a matter of a day or a night, but a blood relative. You will have thousands of years to go in the future, and will you still care about a handful of loess for a hundred years for a mortal?"

"Maybe you are right, it is true for you gods, and I don't know how much I am now at that point."

Gu Wen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he looked at Emperor Daojun and asked again: "What are you afraid of? I am afraid that I will surpass you in the future, just like this pile of rotten meat on the ground and I will be stepped on by me?"

People with absolute advantages will not negotiate terms, just like Gu Wen will not negotiate business with small vendors on the roadside.

Moreover, this crumbling throne may have only disadvantages. To put it nicely, it is also like refining a jade pendant with your own fate.

"The future is just the future, and it is good for you and me."

Emperor Daojun advised him again, but saw that Gu Wen had let go and the imperial edict fell into Zhao Feng's internal organs, stained with blood.

"Zhao's family has poisoned the world for hundreds of years, and has been spent on the bamboo slips of the Nanshan Mountain. They cannot write all the sins. They can't kill the waves of the East China Sea and cannot clean up the sins. Although I am a common man, I don't get any stains. Is it worthy of my clean clothes?"

"You are the only one who is good in the world?" Emperor Daojun asked, taking a step forward as if he was falling from a sacred mountain. "You are the only one who is kind, you are the only one who is clean, you are the only one who is the only one who is the public?"

"Justice is in the hearts of people. If there is no justice in the world, I will be fair."

Gu Wen took two steps forward, and the two looked straight and the distance was only half a step away. The dragon vein yellow dragon lies prone in the nine heavens, killing the red dragon with its head raised and roared.

"What a pity, you have such talent."

Emperor Taoist waving his sleeves, turned around and left. The king did not raise an army, and he raised an army and buried a million corpses.

On the contrary, it is also a backlash.

Boom!

A golden light suddenly appeared behind him, and a hundred-foot-foot-foot-gold man stepped into the city from the outer city, with golden armor, mountain halberds, and the Dharma image of the True Lord.

Wansheng Gate was slowly opened to the north of the outer city of Bianjing, with thousands of horses galloping, and fierce soldiers as if they were like the sea, with murderous aura.

The person in front was riding a tall black horse, wearing beast-faced armor, three feet tall, with a face like a fierce god and a eyebrows like a knife.

"The general of the pillar of Zhenguo, Wenrenwu, guarded the border for ten years. Now he is ordered to return to the court to fight against evil and quell the rebellion."

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The lower reaches of the Ganjiang River, drizzling and the paddy fields on both sides are endless.
To be continued...