"Do you think you can escape?"

Yin Wudi said, the lunar runes deterred time and space, and between heaven and earth, the divine lines of the avenue bloomed with brilliance.

Heaven and earth turned into a cage, and Yin Wudi's sword fell again.

For the first time, Holy Son Luochen felt that death was so close, and Yin Wudi's sword struck ruthlessly.

"Wang Changan, you are setting yourself up for trouble."

The immortal was extremely anxious, and Wang Changan had unparalleled combat power and directly blocked his way.

Just when everyone was exclaiming that Yin Wudi was about to succeed, a majestic voice came from Emperor Wu's city.

"Wait a minute."

Yin Wudi was a little frightened, and the long sword in his hand could not be cut down. Where the Holy Son Luochen was, a talisman light intertwined, and there was a great power to protect him.

Yin Wudi turned his head and looked at Emperor Wu's city, his eyes filled with surprise as to whether he was following his words or using other means.

"Young people are not interested in fighting. There is no need to take people's lives, so let's just stop fighting."

The sound of the great avenue is full of majesty, as if admonishing Wang Changan and Yin Wudi.

"Why? I will kill whoever wants to kill me. What kind of fight is this? Holy Son of Luochen, you just took action, but you didn't show any mercy."

Yin Wudi was dissatisfied and asked loudly.

"He has killed foreigners and bathed in the blood of foreigners. It is a pity that he is such a talented person. It is better to give him a chance."

A voice came from Emperor Wu's city, and at the same time, a spiritual thought reached Wang Changan's ears.

"Why? Who hasn't fought with blood?" Yin Wudi responded.

"Old Rabbit, let's spare his life for now."

Wang Chang'an's message was Yin Wudi, and the person who sent the message to Wang Chang'an turned out to be from the Gu Yue Dynasty.

"Wang Changan, do you still want to fight to the death?" said the immortal strong man.

"Old Rabbit."

"Humph, Luochen, since there is a strong man interceding for you, I won't kill you, but you provoked me first, so you have to make compensation."

Yin Wudi said, his murderous aura unabated.

"Whatever conditions you want, I promise you." The immortal strong man spoke, which was regarded as a compromise.

Saint Son Luochen comes from the Luochen Sect, an ancient Taoist tradition, and his status is considered noble.

"If you want to live, take a holy medicine in exchange."

"Yin Wudi, don't go too far."

The Holy Son of Luochen was unwilling to give up, so why did he lose?

The Taiyin stone pattern silently covered half of his body, causing him to miss the opportunity to fight and was severely wounded by Yin Wudi.

"It's too much. Why didn't you go too far when you attacked the God King's Mansion? There is no iron law in the world that cannot open the Mansion. What qualifications do you have to stop us?"

"The lineage of the God King is inherently sinful."

Yin Wudi was so angry that he raised his sword and wanted to kill the opponent. Now, he still dares to speak harshly.

"Wait a minute, we promise you."

The immortal strong man spoke, and only then did Yin Wudi give up.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Immortal really took the holy medicine and took away the Holy Son of Luochen.

This move shocked the whole audience, and the Luochen Sect actually took out a sacred medicine to replace him.

You must know that the holy medicine is hard to find and cannot be possessed except by powerful forces. The Luochen Sect is really willing to give it up!

Wang Changan and Yin Wudi returned to the God's Palace, and the matter came to an end.

"What does Gu Yue Dynasty mean?"

Yin Wudi couldn't understand that they were originally bait, and what they wanted was to lure out the enemies hiding behind the scenes.

Killing the Holy Son of Luochen will intensify the matter, and the people behind it will not be able to help but take action.

"The Luochen Sect is just a small fish. After this battle, most people will not take action again. If anyone takes action again, it must be the forces behind the scenes."

"Then what if those people don't take action?"

"Then recruit troops and buy horses to expand the God's Palace legitimately. When the power of the God's Palace threatens them, they will have to take action."

The next day, the God King's Mansion was still being repaired, but Wang Changan and Yin Wudi were not idle.

The two have already begun to look for candidates and are preparing to recruit troops.

In Wang Changan's view, this is a silent game and the biggest conspiracy.

There are many warriors in Tianhuang, and there are also many casual cultivators.

The power of the Gu Yue Dynasty was deeply rooted and provided Wang Changan with many conveniences.

Xiong Kuohai and Xiong Kuoyun were strong men at the peak of the Dao Realm. They entered the Realm Sea a few years ago and encountered a strong alien race. They suffered a strange poison and have not recovered yet.

In Tianhuang City, Wang Changan and Yin Wudi found the two brothers and explained their intentions.

"Join the God King's Mansion, but my brothers are poisoned by a strange poison and their cultivation levels are at a loss. How can I join?"

Xiong Kuohai is eight feet tall, has a muscular body, and is a physique practitioner.

"Yes, Wang Zhizun, it is indeed inconvenient for us. You should find someone else."

Xiong Kuoyun responded, Wang Changan was famous, and the two brothers had indeed considered it.

But a strange poison a few years ago caused their cultivation to regress. The two brothers had nowhere to go and could only hide in Emperor Wu's city to find a livelihood.

"You two, the poison you have been exposed to is not a problem. There is a way to resolve it."

Wang Changan's words undoubtedly made the two brothers' eyes light up.

The energy of yin and yang surged from Wang Changan's body, and his magical powers of life and death were reversed. Wang Changan took action to heal Xiong Kuohai and the two.

The two of them were shocked. They were poisoned by strange poisons, and the medicine and stone were useless, but Wang Changan was able to resolve it, and the yin and yang qi flowed in their bodies.

A trace of cultivation energy was recovering, and they felt that their former strength was returning.

Over the past few years, their cultivation has regressed, which is undoubtedly the most frustrating thing for a warrior.

Half an hour later, Xiong Kuohai and Xiong Kuoyun had all the strange poisons removed from their bodies, and their cultivation had re-entered the realm of enlightenment.

"How are you two? I'm so willing to join the God King's Mansion."

"Wang Zhizun's methods are really unpredictable. He has shown kindness to my two brothers, but there are differences and punishments. I am willing to do the work of dogs and horses."

Xiong Kuohai said, Wang Changan has a bad reputation, so it is not a disadvantage to follow a generation of invincible supreme beings.

Besides, Wang Changan's methods really convinced them.

Xiong Kuohai and Xiong Kuoyun are just the beginning. The Gu Yue Dynasty has provided Wang Changan with many lists.

These people are all casual cultivators with innocent identities. What Wang Changan wants is to subdue them all.

The purpose of reopening the God King's Palace is not to exist in name only, but to restore it to its peak.

One of the three palaces in the era of human kings, it should have its own heritage and charm.

Li Zifeng, a strong man at the pinnacle of the Dao Realm, resisted the alien race two years ago. When he saw his beloved die in front of his eyes, his sword collapsed and he has been languishing ever since.

He practiced the way of guarding the sword. In fact, his sword was only meant to protect one person. If the person he loved died, his guarding sword would lose its meaning.

Li Zifeng lives a half-dead life, possibly escaping from himself.

Unable to recast the sword's heart, his cultivation will be useless.

Li Zifeng had a rough life. He almost starved to death on the streets when he was young. He remembers that the snowstorm that year was particularly severe and his face turned purple from the cold.

The old beggar who had been wandering and begging with him was frozen to death in the snow, leaving him alone waiting for death.

After years of suffering, he has seen the coldest eyes in the world, and has long given up hope.

Until he met her, her smile was still vivid in his mind, so pure and flawless.

Since then, he has loved her in his heart. When he chose the way of swordsmanship, he only chose the sword of protection. His sword was only to protect the love in his heart.

An unprecedentedly powerful belief forged a transparent sword heart for him. Since then, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and in a short period of time, he has entered the realm of enlightenment.

But everything disappeared two years ago, and the person who treated him best could never come back.
Chapter completed!