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Chapter 800 Destiny, tearing is

If you want to defeat Jiang Wuque, you can only break this day and this rule that seems invisible but silently operates between heaven and earth.

However, at this time, no one persuaded Zheng Ming. From the successes of Zheng Ming again and again, they not only saw Zheng Ming's methods, but also his temperament.

This guy Zheng Ming will definitely not listen to what he is and others.

If the people from the Wanxiang Sect don’t persuade them, it does not mean that the people from the Changsheng Sect will not come forward. Ge Yunsheng and others from the Changsheng Sect have already regretted it at this time.

If we knew that Jiang Wuque had obtained the destiny, then the Changsheng Sect would not choose to surrender to Zheng Ming no matter what.

Not to mention most of the elites of the Changsheng Sect, even if all the elites of the Changsheng Sect die, their Changsheng Sect will never surrender.

But now, it is too late to say anything. They have announced to the world that they have defected to Zheng Ming, so their relationship with the War Palace has been broken.

It is even said that they have become traitors of the War Palace, and the people in the War Palace hate them more than Zheng Ming.

"Lord, you can't move forward anymore. Then Wuque War Emperor has already obtained his destiny. We...we are definitely not his opponent!" Ge Yunsheng, the leader, was the first to run to Zheng Ming and shouted in tears.

Zheng Ming just gave a sentence to Ge Yunsheng's obstruction, that is, leave, or die!

Ge Yunsheng was dissatisfied, but he was afraid of Zheng Ming's power and had to say goodbye to leave. But just a quarter of an hour after he left, the disciple of the Wanxiang Sect who was responsible for conveying Zheng Ming's orders sent Zheng Ming's decision.

A certain family is going to fight the palace in person and tear up that bullshit fate!

This is Zheng Ming’s original words conveyed by the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect. Once these words were conveyed, the entire Changsheng Sect was in an uproar!

Among the disciples of Changsheng Sect, although most of them disdain Zheng Ming's announcement, there are also some who think that Zheng Ming's announcement is really a man.

But more disciples of the Changsheng Sect pay attention to their own affairs. What they were thinking about was what they should do when the war in the palace and the real war came.

Died in the War Palace?

At the critical moment of life and death, many of the previously cautious concepts will change, so some disciples of the Changsheng Sect made their own choices after carefully clicking and weighing them. Zheng Ming and the others can't afford to offend the Wuwei Zhanhuang, who is the destiny of heaven, can't afford to offend them.

Going to the palace this time is probably a dead end. In this case, they feel that their only choice is to leave.

Only by leaving can they have a way out, and only by leaving can they survive.

There are not a few people who make this choice, so when the moon is dark and the wind is high, some people start to leave quietly.

This situation cannot be hidden from Zheng Ming or Qingsnail. Although the three Qingsnails can only exert the power of the early stage of the Dharma body due to the situation of the Dharma body itself, this is enough.

"At this time, if you kill a warning to a hundred people, you should be able to stop the current situation." The divine green snail's voice was calm. At this time, she seemed to talk about the most common thing.

Zheng Ming's mind had already reflected the appearance of several disciples of the Changsheng Sect who were about to escape. These disciples all looked extremely nervous. It was obvious that they were still full of fear of themselves.

"Do you think I really need them when I go to the palace to fight?" Zheng Ming said lightly, waving his sleeves lightly.

The divine blue snail was not speaking, and it took a while to say: "If you don't stop it, more and more people will escape."

"A mob like this will leave, and then leave." Zheng Ming said indifferently. The reputation of the disciples of the Changsheng Sect had long been used by him, and he would run away.

On the first day, only dozens of disciples of the Changsheng Sect ran away, but because Zheng Ming didn't care, the second and third days of the Changsheng Sect ran away thousands of disciples.

In the end, even some elders of the Changsheng Sect ran away secretly. The remaining people of the Changsheng Sect, including Ge Yunsheng, were less than thirty.

The escape of the disciples of the Changsheng Sect also led some disciples of the Wanxiang Sect. Many disciples of the Wanxiang Sect still regarded Zheng Ming as their sect leader, but many disciples who were also hearing the saying of destiny chose to leave.

According to them, although they are willing to be loyal to Zheng Ming, they are absolutely unwilling to die.

Therefore, these disciples of the Wanxiang Sect were mixed with the disciples of the Changsheng Sect and left secretly.

Xiao Wuhui, Jin Jian and others stopped him at the beginning, but in the end, they found that Zheng Ming did not express his opinion, and they were unwilling to be evil people.

"Master, please stop it. If you don't stop it, there will probably not be too many of us left." Fang Yunbai reminded Zheng Ming of the most, but Zheng Ming ignored this disciple's reminder.

Seeing this old disciple kneeling in front of him with a look of pain, Zheng Ming understood in his heart that this old disciple was one of the people who truly thought about him.

"What I want to embark on is a path of glory that will spread throughout the ages. Their escape is that they have lost an opportunity to last forever."

Zheng Ming's words made Fang Yunbai's face twitch. He really didn't understand where his master had developed so much confidence.

He was determined to persuade him again, and looked at Zheng Ming's indifferent look and finally closed his mouth, but he made up his mind to ask Master Fu Yuqing to speak up and ask her to persuade Master.

Letting subordinates leave like this is a huge blow to the morale of himself and others.

Ge Yunsheng has always focused his attention on Zheng Ming. As his disciples run more and more, Ge Yunsheng has already had a sense of waiting for death.

It was not that he was unwilling to run away, but that he was afraid that once he left, he would completely anger Zheng Ming. In that case, if Zheng Ming turned around and attacked the Changsheng Sect, he would become the sinner of the sect.

What was Zheng Ming’s idea? He wanted to tear the destiny apart, but why didn’t he stop his disciple from leaving? What exactly did he do? Are he confident about this attack on the palace?

Fang Yunbai sat on the back of a three-colored giant elephant, feeling a little irritated. He was originally vast and had a sense of invisibility at first sight, but now there are only a few hundred people left.

If there were hundreds of people, if the gangs in my hometown were fighting in my childhood, it would be really not a small number of people. But my master would have to destroy others and fight against the palace.

Just now, I sent away a few fellow disciples with good relationships. These fellow disciples said very frankly that they did not want to betray Zheng Ming, but they were unwilling to die just like this. They wanted to leave some sparks for the sect.

Fang Yunbo did not persuade him again. He knew that it was useless to persuade him. He could explain to himself at this time that those who were about to leave had already made up their minds.

Master, if you take care of yourself, there is a huge team in front of you!

Although he was just the administrator of the Sutra Library in the past, Fang Yunbai actually read a lot of books.

Because he had read books, Fang Yunbai still had a certain understanding of the management of the sect, the marching and war, and some things. He knew that the more the morale of the army was about to collapse, the more severe the rectification was needed.

Although killing some people cannot save the morale of the army, it can also stop the collapse of your subordinates.

Fang Yunbo believes that his master understands these principles, but his master doesn't care about them. What can he do as a disciple do?

"There is Sanyuan City ahead, please change the way!" A golden chariot flew straight from the void under the pull of three dragons.

These three dragons all have the strength of the Lotus Realm. As they fly, the rolling blood and energy suppress all directions.

The person who spoke was a young man standing on a golden chariot. In his hand, he was holding a golden spear, just like a god, looking down at the common people.

When the man said this, his eyes were staring at Zheng Ming tightly, and his expression was quite unfriendly.

In Sanyuan City, Fang Yunbai suddenly thought of some records of big and small strength when he came. Although this Sanyuan City is not a top-notch strength, it has three existences in the realm of life.

Because there are three realms of life and gods in charge, this city is within a radius of 100,000 miles. Even the Changsheng Sect has adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards the Sanyuan City.

Originally, after subduing the Changsheng Sect, Fang Yunbai felt that Sanyuan City was not a big problem, but he did not expect that before they passed Sanyuan City, the Sanyuan City actually sent people to block Zheng Ming's way.

This is very clear, and Zheng Ming turns around. This kind of turn around is also a provocation to Zheng Ming who led his army to attack and fight against the palace.

Just when Fang Yunbai felt angry, he heard Zheng Ming's voice coming: "What's your name?"

"My uncle is Zhuge Qingshan, the young lord of Sanyuan City. Zheng Ming, I'll tell you, if you dare to step in..."

Before the young man could finish his words, Zheng Ming shouted in a deep voice: "Will Zhuge Qingshan be surrendered yet? When will he wait?"

Just as the drink was released, Zhuge Qingshan was like a cloth bag, falling straight down from the Golden Station train pulled by the three giant dragons.

Several disciples of the Wanxiang Sect who were following not far from Zheng Ming rushed over quickly and pressed Zhuge Qingshan directly.

"Sect Master, what should I do with this person?"

"Kill!" Zheng Ming's expression did not change at all, but his voice was full of strong murderous intent.

This sentence of killing made many people tremble in their hearts. Ge Yunsheng, who had never spoken much, suddenly clasped his fists and said, "Lord, this Sanyuan City has always been indifferent to the world, and I'm afraid it's unwilling to get involved in the dispute at this time."

"That's why I sent someone to not allow us to pass through Sanyuan City. At that time, I had some friendship with the three lords of Sanyuan City. Why not just let me take Zhuge Qingshan and let them send the lord to pass through!"

Zheng Ming looked at Ge Yunsheng lightly, and an invisible pressure made Ge Yunsheng feel that his heartbeat was a little bit fierce.

"Sect Master Ge, some people may have burned their brains. They don't know what I am going to do. They are anxious to please the new master, so they think I should obey their words."

Zheng Ming's voice was calm, but from this words, Ge Yunsheng heard deep anger.
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