"Bang!"

Just thinking, the yuan force demon jumped up, grabbed a purple dragon with five fingers, pulled it hard, and tore it directly.

"Poof!"

Under the influence of mind, Ziyou Houdun was bitten back.

The nine purple real dragons are made from his own body. Each purple real dragon contains a trace of his divine soul.

If he is beaten out, his mind and spirit will be implicated and his vitality will be greatly damaged.

"Bang!"

At this time, the yuan force demon king broke his palm again, grabbed a purple real dragon and tore it apart.

Ziyou Hou's face changed greatly. Affected by this, his face turned pale as paper.

That's more than that.

Yuan lidaojun once again grabbed a purple dragon and was about to exert his strength. At this time, Ziyou Hou could no longer sit still and shouted sadly:

"Zhang Zhenshan, if you don't do it, you won't feel better if I die!"

"Zhang Qing, do it quickly!"

Even Emperor Wudi had to ask Zhang Zhenshan to do it at this time.

Earlier, Zhang Zhenshan had a conflict with the Lord of the great Wu Emperor. He was also happy to see his success, but at this time he had to stop it.

He knew very well that if Prince Ziyou was killed, the situation would be particularly unfavorable to them.

He joined hands with the heavenly fire Taoist king, Baijiang sword king and Ziyou Hou, and failed to suppress the Yuanli demon king. If Zhang Zhenshan shot, he would have the opportunity to suppress the Yuanli demon king.

But if Ziyou Hou is killed by Zhenzhen, even if Zhang Zhenshan joins hands with them, he may not be the opponent of Yuanli demon king.

As the Lord of the great Wu Emperor, he has a very clear understanding of the strength of the strong under his command.

Zhang Zhenshan's true cultivation is inferior to him, only but also at the same level as him and the God of fire.

In other words, without the combat power of Ziyou Hou, even if Zhang Zhenshan joined the battlefield and several people joined hands, he could not be the opponent of Yuanli devil.

This is also the reason why emperor Da Wu opened his mouth.

Seeing the opening of emperor Dawu, Ziyou Hou was also relieved.

In his opinion, as long as the Lord Dawu spoke, Zhang Zhenshan would be angry with him again, and he could only suppress his anger.

However, to the surprise of Emperor Wu and Marquis Ziyou, Zhang Zhenshan stood where he was and didn't want to do anything.

Zhang Zhenshan smiled: "please forgive me, Lord Dawu. I'm sorry I can't do it."

As soon as these words came out, Emperor Wudi and the Lord couldn't help staring at each other.

Ziyou Hou's pupil shrinks. How can he not understand the meaning of Zhang Zhenshan's words.

Lord Da Wu looked at Zhang Zhenshan with an incredible face, like Lord Da Wu?

Under?

On weekdays, Zhang Zhenshan has always called him his majesty and called himself Weichen.

This is the division of monarch and minister, from top to bottom.

But now Zhang Zhenshan calls him the Lord of the great Wu Emperor and calls himself Xiaxia. Obviously, he has abandoned the position between monarchs and ministers.

Can he not be surprised?

"Zhang Zhenshan, what do you mean?"

The Lord of the great Wu Emperor looked as gloomy as water and stared at Zhang Zhenshan coldly.

"Literally, why should Lord Dawu be angry? I'm not a minister of Dawu Dynasty. Naturally, I don't have to obey your orders."

Zhang Zhenshan looked calm and talked freely.

"Zhang Zhenshan, why did you betray me!"

Lord Da Wu was so angry that his chest fluctuated and his eyes were full of disbelief.

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