Zhan Wuyuan's eyes flickered, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart, and trying his best to maintain the demeanor of a war king.

But everyone in the palace knows very well that, let alone the difficulty of protecting the last city, I am afraid that in a few days, there will be corpses everywhere here...

Zhan Wuyuan sighed: "Mr. Lei, go gather the brothers. Tonight, I want to see how many brothers are willing to fight side by side with me for the last time..."

Lei Gongming's figure trembled, a trace of sadness appeared on his old face, he gritted his teeth and ordered to leave, while Zhan Wuyuan waved his hand again: "Everyone, please step back."

I saw many powerful men from the Northern War Realm in the hall look at each other, nodded heavily, and left one after another.

Looking at the empty hall, Zhan Wuyuan looked calm. At this moment, he saw the jade medal around his waist flashing. After activating his immortal power, Qianshan's figure slowly condensed.

"My Qianjia people will arrive tonight."

The majestic War King of the First World seems to be older than a few months ago. Even his voice is hoarse, but the majesty in his words has not diminished at all.

However, Zhan Wuyuan was startled when he heard this, with a complicated expression: "Brother Qianshan, are you sure? How many years has it taken for the Southern War World to be as prosperous and prosperous as it is today. Even if it is dependent on others, it is better than being destroyed in one day..." Zhan Wuyuan was stunned.

What Wuyuan meant by these words, Qianshan naturally knew very well, but he, who had always been wise and protective, waved his hands slightly at this moment, with a hint of self-mockery in his smile: "Brother Wuyuan, haven't you heard that a member of the Shenxiao Immortal Sect

The elder lives in Jie Clan

In the imperial city?"

Zhan Wuyuan was startled, and his expression became even gloomier. He naturally knew about this news, or in other words, the Jie Clan took the initiative to spread the news, so as to use this to undermine their already low morale.

"Only when I and you are dead can that old dog Jie Cangyun sleep peacefully!"

Qianshan changed the subject, and there was a fierce look in his old eyes: "It doesn't matter, I have been afraid of my hands and feet my whole life, and I can't kneel down with my old bones."

Zhan Wuyuan was silent for a long time, and then said word by word: "Brother Qianshan, I'm sorry."

At this moment, Qian Shan said with a faint smile: "I can't bear this, but it's a pity... Qin is also the one who succeeds, and Qin is also the one who loses..."

Zhan Wuyuan trembled. Yes, without Qin Yichen, even if he returned, he would at most be able to dominate the Northern War Realm, but he would not be qualified to compete with the Realm Clan.

Because of Qin Yichen, the alliance of the three war realms was able to defeat the realm clans in several important battles!

But it was also because of Qin Yichen that the overlord named Shenxiao Immortal Sect existed and his anger descended on this world.

But Zhan Wuyuan doesn't blame him, Qianshan just feels sorry. If such a genius is still there, how long will it take to crush the imperial city of the Realm?

The shadow of Qianshan gradually disappeared. Zhan Wuyuan was in a daze for a moment, then he put away the token, raised his head, and said lightly: "Chitian, Liangchen, come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of figures walking out from behind the main hall.

The leaders were none other than Xue Chitian and Ye Liangchen, and behind them were figures familiar to Qin Yichen - Zhou Qingshan and a group of brothers he had met in Liutian City, as well as key confidants of the Feile Chamber of Commerce.

But at this moment, everyone's faces were full of grief and anger, especially Ye Liangchen, whose eyes were as red as a wild beast, and his round figure couldn't help but tremble.

Zhan Wuyuan saw this, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and then managed to calm down his tone: "Chi Tian, ​​you know what task I want to give you, right?"

Xue Chitian gritted his teeth and nodded. Now he, Zhou Qingshan and others are already Immortal Lords. Everyone knows Zhan Wuyuan's intention of sending them into the palace alone.

"I'm incompetent and can't save Yichen, but I can never let anything happen to Yichen's family again, so... I'm begging you!"

Zhan Wuyuan's voice was hoarse. He knew Qin Yichen's hometown, and Jie Cangyun and others also knew it!

And based on his understanding of Jie Cangyun, whether it is to kill them all to vent their anger, or to compound the pill, he will not let go of Yichen's tribe!

"Your Majesty, there is no need to say any more!"

Xue Chitian's eyes were bloodshot: "Yichen is our brother, even in Liutian City!"

Zhou Qingshan also stepped forward, raised his fist and said: "We are incompetent, but I can only promise your majesty that as long as we don't die, no one can hurt Brother Qin's family!"

Everyone knew very well that the enemies their line of work would face must be strong men from the Jie Clan, or even Jie Cangyun himself!

With the strength of Xuechitian and others, it is impossible to stop them. They can only escape with Qin Yichen's tribe, drifting and avoiding in the world, and protecting each other with death is the limit of what they can do.

Having said that, Zhan Wuyuan looked at Ye Liangchen. The latter's round figure trembled. He had been in Beizhanjie for so long, and he had already become one with the former, who treated him like the boss.

"Liangchen, I am sorry for your clan..."

"Your Majesty, stop talking!"

The two of them looked at the time. Zhan Wuyuan's nose was sore. He just waved his sleeves and hands, but he seemed to have exhausted all his strength: "Go."

Ye Liangchen perked up, knowing that today might be the last time he and Zhan Wuyuan meet.

"Your Majesty, take care!"

In the main hall, the round body bowed deeply, and when he raised his head again, he saw that Zhan Wuyuan had already emerged with a burst of immortal power. The tyrannical methods of the Golden Immortal made Ye Liangchen's eyes distorted, and he only heard a hoarse sound.

"Yichen, in the next life, we will still be brothers..."

Looking at the outline of the Northern War Realm in the starry sky, Ye Liangchen felt suffocated, but what made him more uncomfortable than the suffocation was the pain that was piercing his heart.

…

When the situation in the Jie Clan Continent was extremely critical, Qin Yichen was still in the secret realm of the Tiangang Immortal Sect.

It was still dark, and Jie Cangyun and other powerful golden immortals stood together, still looking down at the slender figure in a joking manner.

But I don't know how much time passed before I saw Qin Yichen slowly opening his eyes. In his starry eyes, the doubts, sorrow, anger, and confusion... all disappeared, replaced by calmness like water.

"cannot."

It seemed that too long had passed before Qin Yichen gave him the answer: "At least not now."

In the words, there is no trace of the arrogance of one person destroying an entire sect, and they are even extremely dull. It seems that they are just telling a true fact, but there is no discouragement or guilt in them, and some are just indifferent.

When Jie Cangyun heard this, his smile became even more ferocious: "Boy, you finally know what self-knowledge is!"

Jiang Haoqiong said coldly: "What do you mean you can't do it now? Boy, do you think you can really defeat our Shenxiao Immortal Sect with your so-called talent?"

"From now on, it will be fine if you wander around like a bereaved dog, but if you dare to show up, no matter how big the world is, even our Shenxiao Immortal Sect can find you!" Facing the sarcastic faces, Qin Yichen's expression remained unchanged.
Chapter completed!