The Taia Holy Court has only been in five years, and it has three other territory in the south, and it has all been destroyed by the Dahe Holy Court.

Now half of the Zhongcang territory where Taia Holy Court is located is lost, and Taia Holy Court has no soldiers to send.

"Report, the Holy King, General Yang Chengye died in battle, his head was sent back."

A general ran in crying, holding a box in his hand, which contained Yang Chengye's head. Yang Chengye fought bravely to kill the enemy and killed several skeleton demon generals. Finally, he was beaten to death under the siege of a group of demon generals. However, when he died, he was standing. The man was beheaded and Shen Tulong sent someone back to Yang Shiyue.

"Ah, General"

"Saint King, what should I do? What should I do?"

...

When the civil and military officials saw Yang Chengye's head, they panicked. Yang Chengye was killed in battle. The last general of their Taia Holy Court.

"Son Bu Shen, didn't you say that the territory of the Central Seizure belongs to me? You liar, your destiny master, are all liars. No, your whole family is a liar. After his karma is dead, who can be sent to Taia Shengting?"

Yang Shiyue returned to the imperial study room. Originally, the imperial study room was full of capable ministers from Taia Sheng Court, but now there was only one person left, that is the son of Shenshen.

He believed in the son of God Bu so much that he sent troops to attack the territory. Now, he provoked the Holy Court of the Dahe River and the Demon Realm.

"Oh, the Holy King, fortune teller is not omnipotent. I really didn't lie to you. I thought it was a mistake. But so far, Bu Xiang shows that the territory of the Zhongju is still yours and has not changed. Unfortunately, the Holy King, for a long time, you rely too much on fate. What you can calculate in fate may not be right. I will help the Holy King again in the end. Whether it can be defended or not depends on the will of heaven... I will try my best."

Bu Shenzi said in a deep voice.

"Is there any other way?"

Yang Shiyue didn't know about this. In fact, it was no wonder that Son Bu Shenzi was the emperor. The final decision was in him. It was his decision that made a mistake, which brought Taia Holy Court into the abyss.

It was because he himself was too dependent on Bu Shenzi's destiny, but he had never made any mistakes before. Is this time a boat capsized in the gutter?

"Yes, over the years, I have been wandering in the territory of Zhongcang. In order to prevent it, I have set up a life formation in the territory of Zhongcang. This life formation is called 'Drunk Weng'."

Bu Shenzi said in a deep voice, as if he had made some difficult decisions. Yang Shiyue also saw this, but he had no choice.

The son of Bu Shen set up a life formation in the Zhongcang territory, which connected the 108 cities in the center of the Zhongcang territory. These 108 cities formed a big Bagua, and the son of Bu Shen appeared in the central area.

Shen Tulong mobilized 800,000 skeleton demon soldiers and stepped into the territory of Zhongcang. Under the leadership of Bu Shenzi, these 800,000 skeleton demon soldiers ran to these 108 cities.

After they all entered the central area, Bu Shenzi activated the life formation and opened the "Drunk Old Man's Life". Together, the formation seemed to have a force in the dark, pulling the sun to the Zhongcang territory. The temperature in the entire Zhongcang territory rose rapidly, and ordinary things caught fire one after another under the sun. This was just this phenomenon outside of 108 cities. The 108 cities were in the center and the sun was exposed to the sun. What would it be like?

Under the sun exposure, the demon-turning armor on their bodies melted, and the bones of the skeleton demon soldiers were also refined under the scorching sun of the sun.

"Son of God Bu, thank you"

Yang Shiyue looked up at the sun in the sky. At this time, the sun was very close to Zhongcang's territory. Yang Shiyue stood outside the Tai'a Chao Hall, and he seemed to see Bu Shenzi in the sun.

He didn't know whether the son of God Bu could succeed or whether he could let the Dahe Holy Court retreat. As long as the Dahe Holy Court retreated, he would have the chance to make a comeback.

"The life formation, lure the power of the sun, and refine the demon soldiers"

The two demon corpses looked at Shen Tulong and said.

"Doing Master, Damn...The God of Art"

Shen Tulong also came to the Zhongcang territory, because next, he personally killed Yang Shiyue. As long as Yang Shiyue dies and Taia Holy Court becomes the masterless fortune, then he can forcibly steal the luck of Taia Holy Court.

"well…"

The God of Art was a little unwilling to do so, but he still took action, cursing the son of God Bu and stabbed the son of God Bu with forty-nine needles.

However, Bu Shenzi is a master of fate. At first, he was cursed, but soon he transferred the power of the curse. In other words, Bu Shenzi was prepared and he asked another person to die on his behalf.

"Why not"

Shen Tulong looked at the God of Art. The life formation had not disappeared yet. If this continues, the 800,000 skeleton demon soldiers in him will be finished.

"The other party is a fate master. You can use the art of transferring fate to transfer your curse to others. I can't do anything to him."

The God of Art had long known that he could not do anything to Son of Bu. If he was an ordinary fate master, his curse technique would naturally kill the other party. However, Son of Bu could set up such a powerful fate array to attract the sun to the realm, so it was naturally not comparable to an ordinary fate master. The God of Art had long known, but at the beginning he didn't say that it was on purpose. He also hoped that all the skeleton demon soldiers would die. In this way, would Shen Tulong wake up?
Chapter completed!