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Chapter 800 The Death of Three People

"These three Taoist friends may not be blamed for this matter. The monks of the three sects are cunning, and maybe their previous decision was also based on suspicion." Zhao Mingyuan spoke up immediately, but did not even look at the three of them.

"Yes, yes! The action plans of the monks of the three sects are all drawn up by Na Su Twelve. That boy is cunning and insidious."

"Maybe... he changed his mind temporarily, and then the blind cat met the dead mouse!"

"Yes, it must be like this. It must be a mistake and a correct judgment!"

The three of them nodded repeatedly, blaming the whole thing on Su Twelve, and hurriedly defended themselves.

The moment they learned that the monks from the three sects had appeared at Shili Gallery, the three of them were so shocked that they were dumbfounded. This was different from the script they had agreed on at the beginning.

At this moment, Lin Wuyou caused trouble again and deliberately set the pace. At the moment, he was already in a state of confusion.

Lin Wuyou raised his eyebrows and continued, "Oh? A blind cat meets a dead mouse? No matter how cunning Su Twelve is, for such a big matter involving the lives of nearly a hundred golden elixir-level monks from three sects, he... really

Do you dare to bet?"

As soon as these words came out, two suspicious glances flashed quickly in Zhao Mingyuan's eyes, "Oh? Fellow Taoist Lin means...the monks from the three sects clearly know where we set up an ambush?"

As the Dragon Lord of the Zhao Dynasty, Zhao Mingyuan certainly enjoys great power and the most resources.

But where there are people, even monks, they have rights to fight.

As an emperor, you are trapped in the whirlpool of power. It is the nature of an emperor to be jealous!

Lin Wuyou put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "In Lin's opinion, this question should be asked to these three fellow Taoists."

"There are only two possibilities for this matter. One is that the whereabouts of the three people have been leaked for a long time, and the other party deliberately told us a false news through the mouths of the three people."

"Well, of the two, the three are the abandoned sons of the three sects, and they use death to gain a glimmer of hope for the three sects."

After hearing this, the leader's panic calmed down, and he immediately

He turned to look at Zhao Mingyuan and said loudly: "Dragon Master Mingjian, the life of an immortal cultivator is so precious. I... I have a long life, so how can I act as a deserted son for others and sacrifice my great future."

"So what you are saying is... the fourth-level talisman incarnation talisman given to you by the Zhao Dynasty will not be seen through by others."

As he said this, Zhao Mingyuan's eyes fell on the three people behind him.

Just one unkind look made the three of them breathless and confused.

This... situation doesn't seem to be getting better as I imagined?

Before the three people could speak, Zong Lu raised his eyebrows, narrowed his triangular eyes slightly, and sneered with a cold light flashing: "It turned out to be a fourth-level talisman, an incarnation talisman? So, the three of them must have faked their death and escaped."

"This is a priceless and foolproof treasure. Not to mention me, even a giant in the Nascent Soul stage may not be able to see through it."

"No matter how strong the monks of the three sects are, they are no more than ants in front of the giants in the Nascent Soul stage..."

Zong Lu was halfway through his words when his voice suddenly stopped.

But upon hearing these words, the faces of the three people under their masks turned as pale as snow in an instant.

At this moment, I had a bad premonition in my heart.

"This...it is difficult for me to understand the true situation of this matter. But we are sincere..."

The leader hurriedly defended himself, but he must not bear the blame.

But before he could finish his words, crisis fell from the sky.

Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, and his true energy surged, turning into a torrential wave of water.

The water was surging, with a wave-colored flying sword mixed in among it.

The sword surges with the tide

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A cold light flashed past, followed by a low sword whistle.

The sound was not too loud, but it sounded like the whisper of death in the ears of the three of them.

"Zhao Mingyuan, you..."

Under the masks, three pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Mingyuan angrily at the same time. The moment they spoke, the three of them were fully charged with their true energy, and their figures immediately retreated.

However, before he finished speaking, his figure moved, and the sharp sword light arrived.

The sword was merciless, and as three groups of blood mist exploded, the three people under the masks were instantly destined to die with no return!

They are both at the Golden Core stage, but the strength gap between the three of them and Zhao Mingyuan is astonishingly large!

Zong Lu glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, his eyes becoming more alert.

"As expected of Brother Zhao, he killed three golden elixirs so easily. His extraordinary strength really shocked me!!"

Lin Wuyou's eyes flashed with fear, and he said: "Since these three people are willing to take risks to come here, it is not necessarily that they are colluding with the three sect monks or being discovered. It is also possible that... they are Su Twelve and others.

Deliberately being careful, I believe the dynasty will not do nothing."

"In this case, there is no need to know what the Imperial Dynasty and the Demonic Shadow Palace have done. As long as there is a subtle something wrong, it is enough to make a bet."

"Senior, there is no need to kill three people in such a hurry!"

The corner of Zhao Mingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, he gave Lin Wuyou a fierce look, and then sneered: "What's the use of keeping useless waste!"

"The most urgent task now is to get to Shili Gallery in time!"

"During the operation of the transposition array, it must not be affected at all. You two must restrain the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and ignored Lin Wuyou and Zong Lu.

On the surface, it was obviously because of his recklessness and Lin Wu's

Worried, teased and angry.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the fact that the monks from the three sects did not choose the Nine-layer Plank Road was not necessarily the fault of the three of them. It was probably the fault of his son.

But in this way, even if there is a transposition array, the opportunity for the two sects has been lost.

The original plan must have certain changes!

No matter whether his son is exposed or not, once he appears in front of the monks of the three sects with three people, his son's identity will not be concealed immediately.

If it is not done openly, even if the other party suspects or knows it, they may not be in a hurry to take action.

But once some things are brought to light, one will undoubtedly rush to send his son to death.

Even if Lin Wuyou didn't say anything, he would try to erase the three of them.

Compared to the safety of his own son, what does it mean to sacrifice three useless people?

Now that Lin Wuyou had opened his mouth to provoke, he took advantage of the opportunity to eliminate the three of them. On the one hand, he would eliminate invisible potential crises for his son, and on the other hand, he could use this to leave a reckless image to the people of the Shadow Palace and show weakness to the enemy.

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"Hmph! People from the Demon Shadow Palace always make people feel at ease! Brother Zhao, don't worry."

Zong Lu groaned, closed his eyes and waited patiently.

Lin Wuyou raised his head and glanced at the rotating teleportation disk in the sky. Then, his eyes quickly glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, and two strange fires ignited in his pupils and flashed past.

The majestic Dragon Lord of the Zhao Dynasty is so reckless?

Maybe... he has long had murderous intentions towards these three people?

Suddenly, Lin Wuyou had guessed Zhao Mingyuan's thoughts.

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of talking anymore, they waited patiently.

Lin Qiao'er was the only one standing by. Under her black robe, her pretty brows were furrowed, and she couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.




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