Old Man Bai and Old Man Xu looked at everything in front of him, and were extremely melancholy. They sighed deeply and finally said:
"The people outside are about to rush in. Lord Jiang, do you want to solve the problem now or keep them first?"
"Save it?" Jiang Ling sneered, "Why should I keep it?"
Jiang Lin turned around and left, leaving a sentence before leaving:
"Since they are so dissatisfied, let's bring them here. I want to see who has such great ability to subvert what I want to protect."
The man's cold voice fell, Wu Jue was silent for a moment, and then his figure disappeared from the spot.
"Affect the order."
The cold voice has no emotion.
All that is there is respect.
Nothing else after that.
The two left one after another, and only two old men were left present. They looked at each other, then waved their hands and left one after another.
The cloud tower behind him is towering, but lonely and cold.
I don’t know how long it will take to wait for the next time.
...
The news of the death of the Saint Lord has spread throughout the upper spirit world. In the past two days, countless people have wanted to enter the palace to see Jiang Ling.
Everyone didn't know who he was, when he was by Jun Qingyue, and they didn't know his position. After the news came out, the old sage king appeared, and under his instigation, everyone took it for granted.
It should be believed that Jun Qingyue had been killed by Jiang Ling.
Therefore, in order to be orthodox in the holy palace, the traitors must be eliminated.
This removal is naturally the old Saint King brings people to the Holy Palace to settle the score with Jiang Ling.
Originally, a thief, no matter what, shouldn't be so safe and sound in the Holy Palace.
However, in the past two days, the Holy Palace was strangely quiet.
No one mentioned the matter of the Saint's departure.
On the contrary, everything really listens to Jiang Ling.
Including no secret.
Everyone was making trouble. After two days of trouble, they finally got to enter the palace.
A hundred families flocked into the palace, and the Holy King was in his first place.
Among the people who came, two groups of forces were divided into two groups. One was led by Xilingzhu, who wanted the truth and supported Jun Qingyue, and the other was led by the Saint King to attack Jiang Ling to seize the position of Saint King again.
of.
They waited for so many days, and finally arrived at Jiang Ling.
Everyone rushed into the palace and headed straight to the hall, which was enough to accommodate thousands of people, but in the magnificent and luxurious hall, there were only two people.
One, sits on the left side of the main seat.
One, standing behind that man.
The person sitting is Jiang Ling, and the person standing is Wu Jie.
After Jun Qingyue became the Holy Lord, Wu Jue had already taken charge of all the guards in the Holy Palace. His status was below one person and above ten thousand people.
When it comes to rebellion, no matter how you look at it, you are the most qualified.
But now, he is standing behind this man of unknown origin.
The man in the position looked down at the bottom, with no warmth in his eyes, and a hint of murderous intent.
As the head of the Mo family, Mo Qianshan was naturally among the hundreds of families, but he just came to see Jiang Ling and had no other meaning.
He looked at the person above and felt that the person in front of him seemed to be more terrifying than the previous two days.
"Wu Jue? As the number one commander of the Holy Palace, you are willing to be a lackey for an unknown man. What? Are you also responsible for the rebellion?" The old saint king stood in front and saw everything in front of him coldly.
Smiled.
He said what kind of powerful person is he?
It seems that this is the case.
"The Lord Saint had previously had a secret order. If there was a major decision, and the Lord Saint and His Highness were not here, he followed the order of Lord Jiang and saw him as if he saw him."
Wu Jue replied coldly.
This secret order.
It was said by the Lord Saint, and no one except himself knew it.
"It's ridiculous, do you think we would believe it with such a clumsy excuse?"
The Holy King continued: "Everyone present today knows your true face. If you know the truth, you should roll down immediately now, so as not to become a dog in the water. Now, get out by yourself, you can't say that you can keep it for the last time.
Decent."
"Yes, the Holy King is here. No matter who succeeded to the throne before, now, the Holy King should be allowed to succeed to the throne again. No matter how powerful the rebel is, he will be a rebel and will never get our support.
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"What are you talking nonsense to them? According to my opinion, you should kill them all so that you can suffer forever and be fair. The Holy Lord is dead, and we must support the new Holy King!"
Everyone spoke one after another.
What you say is provoking.
After everyone said so much, Jiang Ling didn't react.
Until someone said the last sentence.
Jiang Ling slowly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the man, and said lightly: "What did you say just now, please say it again."
"I said, you traitor, deserve to die. The Holy Lord is dead, you..."
Bang--
The man's body was suddenly knocked away, and his words came to an abrupt end.
The man was knocked away, his body hit the wall, his head tilted, and his life was cut off.
Jiang Ling withdrew his eyes as if nothing had happened and said lightly:
"I have said that the Saint Lord is just going into seclusion and waiting for the day when the Cloud Tower is opened again is the time when the Saint Lord returns."
There was an extra sword in his hand;
"I know you want an answer, but I'm sorry, the answer is this. I have already said it once. If anyone is dissatisfied with me, then I can only send you to the road."
His voice resounded throughout the hall.
The breath around the body is suffocating.
Everyone could not see his strength, so they could only vaguely guess that his strength would never be lower than that of the Immortal Transformation Stage.
The people who were originally extremely arrogant were a little scared at this moment.
Many people are so arrogant that they dare not show off.
Seeing this, the Holy King's face changed suddenly.
He took a deep breath and said quickly:
"What are you afraid of! A little traitor, are you still afraid of him?"
The Holy King gritted his teeth and sneered coldly: "What are you? You dare to talk to me like this. If that woman dies, she will die. Since you usurp the throne, you must admit it. Now you have the power in your hands and you are still borrowing it here.
It's really ridiculous to act in the name of that woman!"
The Holy King said, his body had begun to gather strength.
Besides, the position of the Holy King was originally his.
If it weren't for their previous miscalculation and their plot, how could it have fallen to this point!
There was a little broken light in Jiang Ling's eyes. He slowly raised his hand, and his sharp long sword transformed into thousands of ways. As the other party finished speaking, he quickly trapped the Holy King in it.
Even the Holy King didn't see the speed clearly.
The long sword surrounded him.
The Holy King suddenly widened his eyes, and he felt a warning in his heart. Is this person... strength above him?!
"The saint was kind and generous before, so he saved your life. Now, she has been in seclusion. I have the final say in the matter here. Since the saint king is so ungrateful, then I will be here to send the saints honorably.