With red walls and green tiles, the towering palace becomes more and more brilliant under the sunshine.

On the wall of the Yamato Gate Palace opposite Zhuque Street, a group of officials stood, wearing purple court uniforms.

After Queen Zhou Mei took office, the cabinet basically stopped, and Prime Minister Guo Chunhai was also abolished his decision-making power. However, the matters such as political discussions and memorials were still carried out as usual.

Today, Zhou Hou did not attend the throne, but the Prime Minister convened a meeting of six ministers. He talked about the gossip and did not make any comments. Everyone was absent-minded. At half past ten, they walked up to the wall together and looked at a colorful platform in the middle of the street in front of the Leyoufang.

Zhuque Street is known as ten miles, but in fact it is only more than six miles. The terrain of the palace is slightly higher than the surrounding area, and it stands on the city wall, with a clear vision. Everyone's expression is very serious and he doesn't speak.

The camps are clearly divided.

One step away from Guo Chunhai's right hand is the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Works, and the Ministry of Rites. One and a half steps away from the left hand is the Minister of War Xu Hongyun and the Minister of Justice Ma Kai.

Compared to Xu and Ma, who dragged it a little behind and opened half a meter away was a minister of the Ministry of Revenue who temporarily replaced the Minister of Shangshu Liu E. Since the "Golden Body Arhat" descended to the southern city gate, Liu Fei, the son of Shangshu Liu Fei, was killed, and he was entrusted to illness and stayed at home, waiting for the ruling.

Everyone understands that the political situation of China will be decided by the boy standing on the color platform in front of the Leyou House.

If he is defeated, his head will fall to the ground.

If he wins, he will change his head to the ground.

No matter who wins or loses, blood will flow into a river, like the rolling Yangtze River flowing eastward...

Today, Baisha City has less noise and more silence. In fact, 30% of the people escaped from the city a few days ago, making yesterday's Flower God Festival deserted than usual.

The exiled immortal Dong Shu made a big splash at the peach and plum banquet, and was at its peak when the courtesans competed for beauty. Unfortunately, the original handwritten handwriting he left on the screen wall was eradicated last night by a group of unidentified masked men. Several minor officials from the Ministry of Rites, a large group of princes and scholars, including some warriors and monks, were all injured...

In normal times, this is a major event that shocked the government and the public.

Today, it's not worth mentioning.

A sound came, and a mile away from the long street on the left and right sides of Yamato Square, soldiers with distinctive armor appeared, two teams of thousands of people from the Imperial Guard.

The desolate horn sounded in the royal city.

The two ear doors of the Yamato Gate opened, and a steady stream of fierce soldiers rushed out, and they were the guards of the five hundred palaces. The leader was the commander of the outer palace with a helmet, armor and horse riding. The immortal master Tie Si, who was consecrated in the early realm, carried a 200-pound octave iron hammer.

Xu Hongyun, the Minister of War, changed his face and said in horror:

"Is the Imperial Guard going out of the palace? Is the Iron Si going to rebel?"

The Minister of Rites He Lang said coldly:

"Zhang Biao mobilized the Imperial Guard. Could it be that the king gave the order?"

Both sides stopped talking.

Five hundred imperial guards rushed to the entrance of Zhuque Street, with 200 people on both sides blocking the approaching imperial guards, and 100 blocking the street intersection.

The knife is unsheathed, the arrow is in the string, and the battle is ready.

On the color platform, Xin Tianyou stomped his foot and the space ring immediately jumped into his palm. After putting it firmly into the middle finger of his right hand, he finally let out a long sigh. It was an unexpected surprise to collect Qianmo and seize the ring. The last two steps left were left, and Zhou Wuyang was slaughtered and Baisha City was controlled.

He looked at the abnormal movements in the direction of the palace and shook his head helplessly.

Mortals are sheep, monks are sheepmen. How can the flock of sheep be fucked in the battle? It has caused casualties and injuries in vain. Bai Ling'er had already been asked to pass the message to Zhang Muzhi, but they just didn't listen.

With a loud voice, the immortal master of Shuilong Palace spoke.

"Who is below?"

call……

The sound waves shook the roof tiles, like waves sweeping across. Suddenly, an echo occurred within a few miles. Who is below, who is...

Xin Tianyou sneered and said:

"Bully's nose, if you want to hit it, why do you do all the useless things?"

Shouqing was so angry that his tone was stagnant that he stopped for a few breaths before shouting:

"Did you kill Xiaoshui Lingbird?"

Xintian had a fun, laughed:

"Bulie Nose, are you asking about the fierce white crane? Grandpa not only killed him, but also ate him. Tsk tsk, the full spiritual energy and tender flesh are of great benefit to practice. I will never forget it after eating it. There is a little secret that most people don't tell you. Seasoning is very important, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are indispensable, and star anise, pepper, fennel... By the way, I ate it with peach blossoms, which is so fragrant that I am. Next time I stew it, I must be very delicious... "

Bold!

Shouqing couldn't help but lick his lips, interrupting the other party's endless talk with an angry shout, and stood up suddenly.

He raised his palm and pushed it, and a dragon emerged in the void, and a majestic momentum suddenly appeared.

It turned out to be a two-meter-long water dragon, crystal clear and icicle under the sunlight, wrapping around the boy "swoosh" and opening his huge mouth and biting it.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The crowd of onlookers ran away and scattered. The windows on the roof were also closed at a god-like speed, and a pair of frightened eyes were exposed in the pane.

But there were still more than a hundred fierce warriors who pressed the handle of the knife and stood under the eaves opposite the other, and they did not retreat. They were all young people from the Four Water Gangs and the Secret Investigation Department.

Xin Tianyou sneered and slapped him away.

The huge faucet was beaten so hard that it disappeared, and the color platform was wet. The slender and slippery body was still wrapped in tight rings and twisted silently, which was creepy.

The boy felt that the huge force of contraction and pressure could not break through his physical protection field, so he was not in a hurry. Seeing another dragon head appearing on the dragon's neck, he continued to slap it and washed his hands with clean water.

The viewer was dumbfounded.

The dragon's head was broken again, and the headless dragon's body was completely thinner, and the new dragon's head began to condense at the broken neck.

Xin Tianyou became impatient, and the energy was revealed, and the temperature outside the force field suddenly increased by more than 100 degrees.

The whistling wind suddenly sounded, and the young man was surrounded by white vapor, escaping and spreading outward. After only five or six seconds, the water dragon shrank and turned into a "water python". His clear body also turned milky white, with clear water rolling inside, as if it was about to boil.

It is true that water can overcome fire, but the fire is too big and can still evaporate it.

Seeing that the "water python" was about to turn into a water snake, Shouqing made a quick decision and raised his hand with a move. The water dragon that successfully lost weight was like a ray of light, drilling into his sleeves.

The Xuanzhi Immortal Master from the Huoshen Cave and the Holy Fetal Real Person Zhou Wuyang sat upright with a expressionless face. Zhou Ping felt furious and tiptoed down the coloring shed.

The face of the Immortal Master Huadan in the Water Dragon Palace was a little overwhelmed. He groaned, took out a few beans from his arms and threw them forward.

His water dragon is a powerful weapon to deal with mortals. Even after being entangled at the peak of martial arts, he had to wait for death. If he was not swallowed, he would be cut off. It was just a coincidence that he did not expect that the boy's defense would surpass his flesh and blood body.

Buzz...

The invisible huge force spreads the void, and the four light spots float, and they grow in the wind. Their power and speed are different from the sprinkling beans and soldiers created by the mountain temples of thousands of miles.

After only a moment, four strong men suddenly appeared on the color platform.

Both of them had yellow turbans on their heads, their faces were as red jade, and their beards were like soap velvet. They were as tall as a mountain. They looked like a towering immortal, but they were better than real immortals.

Four Yellow Turban Strongmen surrounded the Eight Immortals Table in the southeast, west and north directions, raised their fists as big as sand bowls and pounded them.

Screams came from the windows, men, women, young and old...

Xintianyou was very happy.
Chapter completed!