Ni Henian is walking on the central axis road, which is covered with the bodies of practitioners and zhongzhouwei.

Once one or two Zhongzhou guards rushed to him, but they just got close to him and had already flown out.

His hands didn't move at all.

Maybe it's the instinctive fear of the strong beyond the world, just as the mouse found that it was a cat coming, and then no zhongzhouwei came close to him.

A carriage slowly came out of the motorcade behind Wen xuanshu.

The carriage is very new, but it seems to have driven too many roads in a row these two days, and the axle is very worn.

The windows and doors of the carriage are closed, splashing with too much dust. It feels like a coffin just dug out of the soil.

Ni Henian looks at the carriage and stops, thinking.

"If you want to go to the real dragon mountain, you are still fighting with the gods."

Looking at the carriage passing by and Ni Henian on the Royal Palace Avenue, a commander of Zhongzhou guard smiled bitterly.

No matter the Zhongzhou guards, who are usually silver clad and powerful, or the swordsmen of Xianyi college who are high above and don't eat fireworks, and the practitioners of thunder college who are still fighting with Zhongzhou guards in the Imperial Palace, are just the victims of these great men.

This battle is destined to end with Wen xuanshu killing the emperor, or the emperor killing Wen xuanshu.

If the emperor wants to kill Wen xuanshu, he must kill tens of thousands of troops in his hands, so that a man of practice like Ni Henian can pass through the army and come to Wen xuanshu.

Wen xuanshu wants to kill the emperor. At least he needs to rush to zhenlongshan to find the emperor.

At this moment, no matter what the battle between those Zhongzhou guards in the Imperial Palace and the practitioners of thunder academy is, as long as those Zhongzhou guards are not enough to stop the action of the saint level practitioners, there is only a fairy fight left in the battle.

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In the eyes of ordinary people, the cultivator of Ni Henian's level is no different from the immortal. Naturally, he won't notice the look of ordinary sergeant. His eyes are not clear after being burned by the light. However, he turns his head and moves his blurred vision away from the carriage. He looks at Wen xuanshu and says plainly: The emperor and president Zhang established the country, but there were a group of practitioners who rebelled and did something that President Zhang could not bear. Those who thought that they could defeat president Zhang would be executed. However, because some of the underground rare minerals, only the practitioners at the saint level were able to collect them, president Zhang and the first emperor did not kill them. They just ordered that They work hard to atone for their sins. "

Wen xuanshu said with a confident smile: "it's too late for Ni Da to talk about the origin of these people at this time when the weapons are used by the wise."

Ni Henian always looks at the expression of his elders. He shakes his head. "I'm just telling you, those people are dead."

Wen xuanshu's smile converged coldly and powerfully. "When seven gates fell and di choufei rebelled, these people were doomed to die, but they were saints. Even if they were older and disabled, you would have to pay a certain price to kill them. This must be the reason why the two worshippers and the craftsmen of Rongjia did not appear here. "

"My people are going to attack Zhenlong mountain behind the palace. Did the Rong family kill them at the foot of Zhenlong mountain? I'm afraid that these people who work hard for him will not let them in at the foot of the mountain, will they? " After a slight meal, Wen xuanshu said sarcastically.

This sentence sounds meaningless, but people like Wen xuanshu will not say meaningless words at this time.

"It's no use to me." Ni Henian looked at Wen xuanshu indifferently: "my interest is not in zhenlongshan or other places. I only care about my practice. For me, the value of people like you is not as good as Zhongcheng of Zhongjia and he Baihe of Xianyi college. This Zhongzhou city is the world. I am holy in this world, and this world is enough for me to practice calculation. It is of no use to me, because I am invincible in this city, and no one can stop me from killing you. "

However, no one laughed at Ni Henian at this time.

Because Ni Henian is really invincible in Zhongzhou city.

Since many years ago, practitioners in Zhongzhou city have admitted that they are invincible in Zhongzhou city.

In a sense, the existence of Ni Henian, many people who have been powerful to the extreme in the world, has never appeared in Zhongzhou city.

For people in Zhongzhou City, Ni Henian's words cannot be refuted.

Wen xuanshu did not speak any more, but turned to look at the very new carriage in front of his side, which seemed extremely dusty.

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Who is in the carriage?

In front of him, the sad Zhongzhou guard Herald shocked the officials and looked at the carriage. He has seen many amazing pictures of the fighting power near the central axis of the palace where he is. He has seen the emperor and wenxuanshu constantly push down the cards in their hands. The dialogue between Ni Henian and wenxuanshu has made him know that in places he can't see, the emperor and wenxuanshu have also pushed down more cards in their hands.

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and now, who is in this carriage? Is it heavier than those cards?

The closed door of the carriage opened at this moment.

Any ordinary wooden carriage has a sound when the door of the carriage is opened. However, when the door is opened, there is no sound. Because the door has been burned and turned into ashes in an instant when it is opened.

The fire is black, the ember is black.

Then black smoke came out of the car.

A figure covered with black s è flames and black s è smoke walked out of the carriage.

The two horses in front of the carriage made no sound.

Because they are so scared that they can't make any sound.

The carriage also burns behind the figure, turning into black s è ashes, just like the evil flower in the void when the demon king comes.

The carriage is not high, and any normal person has to stoop when he goes out. However, this person comes out straight, without stooping at all, because he has no legs.

The smoke and flame on this figure floated to the height of two storied pavilions, and continued to move forward. The two horses in front of him also burned into coke, which gave off a pungent smell. Some black smoke from this figure poured into the body, just like a sacrifice to the devil.

The commander of Zhongzhou guard and some of the generals behind him were shocked to the extreme and could not make any sound even when they opened their mouths.

It's hard for them to imagine that there is such a existence in the world.

"I can stop you." The figure, covered with black flames and smoke, made a cold voice. His Yunqin dialect sounds very stiff and stubborn, just like two burning stones rubbing.

Ni Henian's eyes, like those of a loose flower egg, give out some strange light. He looks at the black robe with mysterious runes flowing like magma on his opponent's body, and at the scepter in his opponent's hand. He understands his identity.

"It's just a broken leg." His face, began to exude a fiery God with a flower to the most intense place.

The elder of the broken leg purgatory mountain was stunned and immediately laughed.

In the laughter, many black s è flames and smoke flew away, just like a black s è swallow flying in the air.

Although his legs were refined by the alchemy mountain master, he became a cripple and deprived of the identity of the alchemy mountain elder, but after all, he sat in the alchemy mountain, where the great mang was even more noble than the emperor, and did not know how many years. Even in the eyes of people like him, the whole world, the whole world, he has only been under the purgatory mountain master.

So he naturally has a positive influence.

Laughter naturally also contains the kind of powerful majesty and pride that regard all living beings in the world as ants.

"You're just blind, too." He laughed scornfully.

Ni Henian stops talking.

He began to move forward to the mysterious opponent who never really appeared in the world and appeared in Yunqin.

Every step he took, the breath outside his body became more and more convergent. The layers of air contracted towards him, forming a thin crystal wall outside his body. It was like wearing a transparent armor. His steps were not fast and slow, and his feet were very light. He walked like a normal person, and he did not destroy anything along the way. However, the sky above his head Empty, but suddenly bright up, a skylight, from the sky above, fell on him.

The elder of purgatory mountain with broken legs laughed away.

"Some meaning."

His voice became a little dignified.

Then he started to move on.

The black s è flame on his body stretches back as he moves forward, while the black smoke on his body is like snow, flying towards the front.

He held out his staff.

The spirit of heaven and earth quickly responded.

Thousands of pieces of paper ashes of thick black smoke, gathered together, faintly condensed into a black s è skeleton shape, rushed to Ni Henian.

The skull is very large. It is bigger than Ni Henian's body. It's unspeakable fear and fear.

Ni Henian's face became extremely dignified.

He held out his five fingers, and five strands of transparent vitality were whistling in the air. However, the black s è smoke, like a cage, still covered him.

The vitality of his body and the sky light falling from his head all twisted strangely on the surface. A little vitality kept breaking away from his body, just like a candle fire, it became black smoke.

It's a huge skull, like a grin.

The distance between Ni Henian's eyes and the elder of purgatory mountain suddenly becomes extremely far away.

Ni Henian's brow began to wrinkle deeply and began to think calmly.

He is in this kind of war, quiet thinking.

Because he knows very well that unless he can figure out something, he will definitely fall in this seemingly endless distance.

At this time, a light flying sword like the shadow of willow branches under the moon suddenly flew from the air on the left side of Wen xuanshu, and quickly stabbed Wen xuanshu's neck.

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