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Chapter 1008 Sadness

Dongzhou, the Great Zhou Holy Pilgrimage Capital, after Ye Futian and the others left, countless people looked at the palace burned in golden flames and were speechless for a moment.

"The Great Zhou is destroyed." A voice came out, causing the hearts of countless people around to beat.

The Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, one of the three holy places in Dongzhou, was destroyed like this.

Moreover, only a small number of people came to kill the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

King Zhou Sheng and King Zhou Yan died in the battle between the two holy people.

"What about the others in the Taoist Palace?" Someone whispered. After the battle more than a year ago, Jiang Sheng announced that he would enter the Supreme Saint Taoist Palace to practice. In addition, the Supreme Saint Taoist Palace also had major events such as fighting and destroying the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty. There were two saints who did not come. What does this mean?

Not only that, but also the army of sages did not come.

They instantly thought of a possibility, the holy land of Xihua Holy Mountain, also located in Dongzhou.

If the Shishidao Palace wants to take revenge, then you must choose two holy places in Dongzhou, so that you can echo each other and go to another battlefield as quickly as possible after a battle.

Their guess is not wrong.

At this time, countless people gathered at the foot of Xihua Holy Mountain and looked at the holy mountain ahead with shock.

Outside the Xihua Holy Mountain, a large army descended and the troops were at the city. An extremely violent pressure swept across the Xihua Holy Mountain.

A terrifying lineup surrounded the entire holy mountain, and there were strong people guarding each direction.

Over the three thousand steps of the Xihua Holy Mountain, Jiang Sheng and Dou Zhan stood there, but they did not order an attack, but were waiting for the battle on the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty to end.

The troops split into two groups to attack, which was to intercept the two major holy places at the same time, but they did not have to take action immediately. They believed that Ye Futian could solve the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty and then come here to meet again, so that they could swallow the Xihua Holy Mountain directly.

Of course, if Xihua Holy Mountain took action in advance, they would not be afraid. Since they had surrounded the Holy Mountain, they would be ready to start the war at any time.

Although the holy realm level cannot defeat the other party’s three saints, the sage is enough to suppress the other party steadily.

Beside Jiang Shenghe Dou Zhan, the Black Wind Eagle hovered there. At this moment, the Black Wind Eagle screamed and said, "The Great Zhou Holy Dynasty has been destroyed, and the King of Zhou Shengwang King Zhou Yan died in battle."

Jiang Sheng's expression was calm and there was not much turmoil. The Void Sword Saint, the Village Chief, and Li Sheng as a foreign aid, it is not surprising that such a lineup would destroy Zhou Zhiming. As for the sage lineup, he had no doubt at all.

Ye Futian's third round of medicine test ended, and it was a complete medicine test. He was already invincible under the holy realm. He was alone, no one could stop him from the holy realm of Jiuzhou.

But Dou Zhan suddenly trembled. He was in a different state of mind than Jiang Sheng. He was born in Huangzhou and was the lord of the Dao Palace Zhan Sheng Palace. He has been practicing in the Dao Palace and has experienced the expectations of the holy realm of the Taoist Palace.

Now the Taoist Palace has two troops, and at the same time encircled and suppressed the two overlord forces in Dongzhou. At this moment, I heard that his disciples led people to destroy the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty and died in battle. You can imagine his state of mind at this moment.

These ten years of storms are like a dream.

But he was only in a trance for a moment. After all, he has become a saint now and his mood is stable, so there will naturally be no big waves.

It was not just them who got the news, at this moment the top of Xihua Holy Mountain.

Three figures stood together, looking into Jiang Sheng and Dou Zhan in the distance. Behind them, there was a group of strong men, all of whom were elite figures in Xihua Holy Mountain.

In addition, there is also a beautiful woman, Zhou Ziyi, who married into Xihua Holy Mountain.

At this moment, Zhou Ziyi trembled and came behind Xihua Shengjun and the others.

"Die?" Xihua Holy Lord's voice was cold. They were also waiting for news, news from the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, but just now, he heard very bad news from a monster. At this moment, he was just waiting for Zhou Ziyi's confirmation.

"My father, I die." Zhou Ziyi responded, her eyes turned red, and she looked at the army at the Holy Dao Palace in the distance, with cold murderous thoughts in her eyes.

"I must kill Ye Futian." Zhou Ziyi's voice was extremely cold, and everything was because of Ye Futian.

"You?" Xihua Shengjun's eyes turned and glanced at Zhou Ziyi indifferently.

"Then you go and kill." Xihua Shengjun said coldly.

Kill Ye Futian?

Who doesn’t want to kill Ye Futian, but Zhou Ziyi is worthy of her?

Zhou Ziyi's eyes froze, she looked up at the Saint King Xihua, and felt that the other party's eyes were full of indifference, and her arrogant eyes seemed to look at an ant, full of disdain.

She suddenly felt cold all over and a little unfamiliar.

Although Zhou Ziyi is willful, it was caused by birth, but she is not stupid.

The marriage between Xihua Holy Mountain and the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty was a joint force between the two parties. Xihua Holy Lord treated her very gently, but that was before.

Now, her husband Liu Zong is dead, and her father, King Zhou Sheng, is also killed in battle.

What is Zhou Ziyi, a woman in the sage realm, in the eyes of Xihua Shengjun?

"Saint Lord." As Xihua's Holy Lord looked at him, Zhou Ziyi lowered her head, and just a look made her feel the pressure that she could not bear.

In the past, Xihua Holy Lord would not have shown such a look to her.

"Zhou Zhiming died in battle, he is such a waste." Xihua's Holy Lord's voice was cold. What kind of pressure will they face when the two holy holy dynasties of the Great Zhou Dynasty died in battle?

If the four saints of the Taoist Palace and a saint of Glain are involved, they will be the five saints.

With this situation, you can imagine how Xihua Shengjun felt at this moment.

"Saint Lord, my father died in battle, how could you do this?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes turned redder and she looked at Xihua's Saint Lord, her eyes were a little cold. She knew that she didn't count anything in front of Xihua's Saint Lord, but her husband's death and her father's death now made her deeply excited. How could she be so rational?

"Bang..." A crisp sound came out, and Zhou Ziyi's body was thrown out directly. It was not Xihua Holy Lord who took action. He was still disdainful. An old man behind him directly slapped Zhou Ziyi in the face.

"Zhou Ziyi, you are so arrogant." The old man spoke lightly, his eyes were cold, and Zhou Ziyi's mouth was bleeding, his face was as pale as paper. He sat on the ground, tears flowed down.

She naturally recognized the old man, an elder in Xihua Holy Mountain. When Liu Zong was alive, he often greeted him with a smile and was polite. How could he dare to treat her like this?

The white sleeves wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Zhou Ziyi stared at the old man coldly and said, "If my husband and father are alive, I will definitely kill your dog's head."

At this time, she couldn't care about anything else. As soon as her father died, she suffered such a great humiliation and was slapped in public. As the princess of the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, she had such a noble status, and you can imagine how much stimulating her.

The old man frowned, but heard the Saint King Xihua say, "It's so noisy."

"I'll take her down now." The old man bowed and then walked towards Zhou Ziyi, and the power of the rules bloomed and pressed against Zhou Ziyi.

"Dare you dare to touch me?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes were covered with bloodshots and murderous thoughts.

But the other party didn't pay attention to her. He directly held down his palm and grabbed her on her chest, then stepped away from here.

"Ah..." Zhou Ziyi felt her mood collapsed due to this great humiliation, but everyone around her looked at this scene indifferently. No one spoke for her, and only indifference.

Zhou Ziyi suddenly laughed, and she laughed wildly: "Saint Lord Xihua, I am the wife of your personal disciple, the princess of the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, my husband has gone, and my father has just left, so you have someone insult me ​​like this, and you will definitely die a good death."

"You are looking for death." The old man glanced coldly at him, pressed his palm directly, and landed on her chest. A destructive force raged in her body. Blood flowed out of Zhou Ziyi's mouth, but she no longer cared.

"Do you really think that Liu Zong likes you, you deserve it?" The old man squatted down and whispered in Zhou Ziyi's ear, glanced at her body, and said coldly: "If it weren't for the Princess of the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty, you would have died many times."

Both Liu Zong and the King of Zhou were dead, but she couldn't see the situation clearly. She dared to contradict the King of Xihua. Maybe she lived too comfortably.

"You kill me." Zhou Ziyi whispered.

"If you want to die, go to the mountain to die." The old man continued to leave with her body. Zhou Ziyi was like a walking corpse. Soon, she was thrown down from Xihua Holy Mountain by the old man. She would never dream of her grand princess of the Great Zhou Holy Dynasty.

If the father is still alive, with his domineering character, he will definitely come to Xihua Shengshan directly.

Zhou Ziyi got up, tidy up her clothes, and then she flickered and walked towards the outside of Xihua Holy Mountain.

In the distance, he saw the army of the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, and she walked towards the other side step by step.

The people from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace watched her step by step indifferently. The figure in the front of this legion was Yu Sheng. He guarded this direction and led a large army.

Zhou Ziyi naturally recognized the rest of her life, and she met her at Qisheng Villa eight years ago.

At that time, Yu Sheng and Ye Futian appeared at Qisheng Villa together to crack the Tianlong Chess Game. However, who cares about the existence of two "little people" he and Ye Futian? At that time, Liu Zong, the disciple of the three saints of Xihua Holy Mountain, was there.

The same is true for her, she disdained Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, and in her eyes, there was only Liu Zong.

Thinking of all this at this moment, perhaps from the beginning, she took preconceived ideas and recognized Liu Zong's outstandingness. She had never seen Ye Futian and Yu Sheng in person. Even though the other party was extremely outstanding, she still rejected and would not admit it at all.

Now, her husband Liu Zong died in battle. Who doesn’t know the name of Ye Futian and the land of Jiuzhou?

Although I did not have Ye Futian's reputation for the rest of my life, I stood there like a god guarding the other side, and my eyes that ignored everything were full of boundless domineering.

Since then, she has to admit that even if she doesn't admit it, she has to admit how outstanding the group of people who appeared in Qisheng Villa led by Ye Futian were? They changed the pattern of Jiuzhou, destroyed her, the Holy Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and were writing a legend.

"You kill me." Zhou Ziyi looked at Yu Sheng and said.

Yu Sheng glanced at her coldly, without any action, just said lightly: "Kill her."

After Yu Sheng finished speaking, a long spear shot and killed her from the air, directly piercing her heart.

She glanced at the front, not even knowing who was the one who killed her.

The rest of my life, I didn't bother to do it myself.

She smiled, feeling a little sad, and her body fell down and fell into the sky!
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