The underworld, the sacred courtyard, the capital of the dynasty.

Hua Yanyan stood outside the capital with several subordinates, looking at the majestic and huge city in front of him.

"Young Master, do you really want to convince the Holy King Youshen? Every Holy King cannot give up the country at will. Besides, even if the ancestors come, even if the saints persuade them, they cannot give up?" A subordinate said worriedly.

Huanluo clapped the folding fan in his palm, and a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes: "I may not be able to speak, but the Holy King of the God may not be. He owes me a great kindness!" The latest novel Baidu search for "

"ah?"

"When my ancestors preached in the past, this Holy Holy King was still a casual cultivator. He went to listen to the sermons, but he was unable to understand the method and almost died. However, my father saved him back then and personally introduced him to his ancestors. Without my father's grace to save his life, he would not have achieved what he has done today!" Hua Yanliang said affirmatively.

"ah?"

"Let's go, I know this person's personality. I dare to make a military order in the Central Palace because I understand the Holy King of Youshen. Otherwise, how could I make a military order? In the least, I can force him to leave the territory of Ten Thousand Ghosts!" Hua Yanyan affirmed. The latest novel Baidu search for "

"Yes! Young Master is wise!" said a group of subordinates.

"call!"

Turning into desolateness, he brought everyone into the Chaozhou capital of the Holy Court of the Secret Temple.

Soul Wrath Holy Court!

In the court! The soul-fury holy king Zuo Tianhun sat on the dragon throne and looked down at the court.

The atmosphere in the court is extremely depressing. Obviously, the results of the battles in all directions are extremely bad.

"Report!" A thrill of anxiety came from outside the hall.

Soon, a soldier rushed into the hall.

"Report, the Holy King, Chen Jiu, the commander of the First Legion, died for his country!" the soldier cried.

"Bang!" A strong anger flashed in Zuo Tianhun's eyes.

There was an uproar in the court. The commander of the First Legion sacrificed his life to the country. Isn’t that the front line and the large number of cities lost?

"Saint King, the Holy Court of Dazhen, is coming in full force. Four out of ten of the territory of my soul-angry Holy Court has been lost. The Holy King, at this moment, must let go of the prejudice with the two dynasties of the God of God and must form an alliance to fight against Dazhen!" An official said anxiously.

"Assembly?" Zuo Tianhun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Dazhen sent troops, and the Holy Court of Soul Anger was a resistance from the whole country, but even so, he was defeated step by step.

This Dazhen is so fierce!

No one had expected that Dazhen would send troops so quickly. It would not take long before that the troops would be able to reach the city.

"The Holy King, there is no eternal hatred, only eternal interests. When our two dynasties destroy Dazhen, we will fight again!" another official said.

"I'm going to discuss it!"

"I'm going to discuss it!"

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Suddenly, in the hall, the ministers agreed.

"Absolutely, Minister of Rites, you will go to the Youshen Holy Court in person to persuade Youshen Holy King to resist the Great Zhen atrocities together!" Zuo Tianhun said.

"I obey the order!" an official shouted out.

After going down the court, all the officials left. In the court hall, Zuo Tianhun sat alone on the dragon throne, tapping his fingers gently, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Which lump came out of Yan Chuan? Although I, Zuo Tianhun, is just a side branch in the Zuo family, I am a member of the Zuo family after all, Humph!" Zuo Tianhun's eyes turned cold.

"call!"

After stepping, Zuo Tianhun disappeared from the spot.

Soon, Zuo Tianhun appeared in a valley surrounded by yin energy.

Outside the valley, a large number of ghosts were driven away by some soldiers with whips.

"No, I don't want to go over!"

"ah!"

"Save me!"

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In the valley, endless crying sounds came, indestructible.

"Bang!"

“Get in quickly!”

"No, I don't want it!"

Outside the valley, endless ghosts struggled to escape, but under the whip, there was nowhere to escape. They were driven into the valley one by one, or some people who were really unable to move were thrown into it.

"Greetings to the Holy King!" The soldiers suddenly saw Zuo Tianhun and said respectfully.

Zuo Tianhun ignored it, but stepped onto the top of a mountain and looked at the scenery in the valley.

In the valley, a thousand feet of black dragon was hovering at this moment.

The black dragon emitted a faint black light, his eyes were filled with blood, and a powerful evil aura emanated. Looking at it, he felt a chill in his heart.

Countless ghosts and ghosts were driven into the valley, struggling, and were sucked into the belly by the black dragon.

"Ah!" "No!"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

No matter how much struggle is, it is useless. The black dragon keeps swallowing ghosts.

"The Nether Dragon, the Seven Evils!" Zuo Tianhun shouted.

The black dragon turned his head and looked at Zuo Tianhun on the top of the mountain.

"Zuo Tianhun?" Heilong said in a deep voice.

"These ghosts are not enough. I hope you will provide me with twice as much!" said the black dragon again.

"This is OK, but there is something I want you to do recently!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Qisha said in confusion.

"You are the Taoist God, and you are the peak of the ancient immortals. Among the Taoist Gods, it's not bad. I want you to kill someone for me!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.

"Murder? The Holy King of Ghost?" said the Seven Evil lazily.

"No, a zombie king born from the secluded spring, Yan Chuan!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.

"Haha, a zombie king? Zuo Tianhun, you won't be a zombie king now, just ask me to touch me? You know, it's not cheap to let me take action!" Qisha said lightly.

Zuo Tianhun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's natural. I will double the supply of these ghosts!" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.

Qisha shook his head and said, "From your appearance, it is obvious that Yan Chuan is an amazing person, a ghost? The underworld is so big. If it weren't for waiting for you, I would have lacked ghosts?"

"What do you want?" Zuo Tianhun said in a deep voice.

"How? I want you to recommend the head or elder of the Zuo family to me. I need to achieve the method of ancestral immortals! I have been stuck in the ancient immortal realm for 20,000 years!" Qi Sha said in a deep voice.

"Recommend the head of the family? It's impossible!" Zuo Tianhun shook his head and said.

"Since it doesn't work, then forget it!" The seven evil spirits hovered up again and ignored it.

Zuo Tianhun looked at the Seven Evils, and his face suddenly became ugly.

If the seven evil spirits do not enter, as long as the ancestral immortal method, can you recommend the head of the family? You are just a side branch. Even if you recommend the head of the family, you will have to pay a huge price, and may even consume your favors among the royal family!

Just as Zuo Tian's soul was extremely angry, suddenly, the sea of ​​luck swelled up.

Zuo Tianhun's face changed and he looked up at the sky.

"hold head high!"

The lucky golden dragon screamed in anger.

Zuo Tianhun closed his eyes and sensed it. After a while, his face changed immediately.

"How could it be? The luck of the Youshen Holy Court is flowing towards the Dazhen luck? The Youshen Holy Court collapsed?" Zuo Tianhun's face suddenly showed a sense of shock.

"Impossible, it must be that I was wrong in sensing it. How could the Youshen Holy Court be destroyed?" Zuo Tianhun closed his eyes again with a strong sense of disbelief.

Standing there quietly, after standing for a while, Zuo Tianhun Yanjing suddenly opened.

"Such speed, so full flow? Is it surrender? What happened to the Holy Court of Youshen? The Holy King of Youshen actually surrendered to Dazhen? Submitted to Yanchuan?" Zuo Tianhun said horrifiedly.

You should know that every saint king has the ambition to dominate the world. How could he submit if he says he surrenders?

There was news from the dynasty meeting before that Dazhen and Youshen dynasties fought to the death, but now they have surrendered? What exactly happened?

Zuo Tianhun's heart finally began to panic.

Yan Chuan? The newly born zombie king didn't take it seriously at the beginning. Who would have thought that he would be so fierce? In the blink of an eye, he destroyed his mortal enemy?
To be continued...