"Stop! You can't kill him!" Zi Yan saw that the situation was not good, and she couldn't help but scolded loudly, "I am from Purgatory City. If you dare to kill him, Purgatory City and Beichen Palace will not let you go. Just wait for the Xuanyuan family to be exterminated!"

The Great Elder has suffered repeated setbacks since last night and his face is gloomy: "Stinky girl, what a big tone. You said you are from Purgatory City, haha, but you can't prove it!"

Zi Yan was stunned. It was great that the Nine-Level Hall and her party could run out alive. Those things were already shattered and they couldn't even find the pieces.

"The remnants of Weiyang Palace, go to die!" The elder's face showed a vicious look, the wind in his palm surged, and his murderous aura was terrifying, and he instantly wanted to slap Bei Chenying and Zi Yan to death!

Beichenying and Zi Yan looked at each other, and in addition to anxiety, there was a hint of laughter and crying in their eyes. What is this called? It was simply a disaster.

Suddenly, Beichenying flashed with inspiration: "Stop! Your Majesty Zhao Xin and Zhao can prove my identity!"

Beichenying shouted loudly. Although Beichenying looked down on the Marshal Zhao, he could indeed prove that he was the second young master of Beichen Palace.

The Great Elder's hand paused.

At this moment, suddenly, a figure flew over quickly.

The third elder held a hurry to report, but before the person could say it, the voice came quickly: "Brother! Something is wrong!"

The elder's heart skipped a beat and suddenly felt a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, when the military report in the third elder general was urgently handed to the great elder, the great elder took a look and felt unhappy.

"Puff--" The elder had not had time to take a breath, but he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Heaven will destroy my Beimo! Heaven will destroy my Xuanyuan family!" The eldest elder shook his body. If the third elder hadn't reacted quickly and supported him with a hand, he would have been afraid that his body would have fallen.

"Brother! Although the palace was destroyed and millions of soldiers were killed, the core disciples in the family were still there and could rise again." The third elder was also angry, but when he saw that the elder was hit like this, he spoke out to comfort him.

The elder wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Go! Go to the border!"

"These two people?" The third elder asked in a low voice when he saw the two who were thrown to the ground by the Great Elder.

"You Marshal Zhao can prove my identity!" Bei Chenying shouted loudly without any chance, but he was unsure. Because the conversation between the Great Elder and the Third Elder just now seemed... something big happened to the border. Isn't that Marshal Zhao just guarding the border?

"Zhao Xin was buried alive." The elder stared at Beichenying with a sinister look, as cold as a poisonous snake.

Being buried alive? The only person who can prove his identity was actually buried alive?

Hearing this, Bei Chenying couldn't help but burst into tears. Luoluo, you were having fun in front of you, why did Zi Yan and I meet all the bad things? Is there any reason? First, as a core disciple of Weiyang Palace, he was almost strangled to death by the Great Elder. Now he finally found someone who could prove his identity, but was told that Marshal Zhao was buried alive.

The elder's face had recovered from calmness. He ordered the third elder in a cold voice: "You are responsible for the family for the time being."

"Yes!" The third elder suddenly felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
Chapter completed!