The envoy from Chaotiandu grabbed the imperial edict, feeling a little embarrassed, angry and helpless.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of laughter.

The crossbow guard dispersed, revealing the appearance of a man in brocade.

The messenger said: "King of Shannan, receive the order."

The man in brocade laughed again and said, "I am not the King of Shannan."

The messenger was stunned...

However, the man in brocade raised his hand and said arrogantly: "Send it here."

The messenger was stunned again. This humiliation was beyond words and there was no need to disguise it.

When you see an imperial edict, you are like seeing a king. Which minister does not have awe?

And according to etiquette, you need to kneel down and listen to the order.

But now... the posture of this man in the brocade is asking the emperor to send him the imperial edict?

Seeing the messenger silent, the man in brocade snorted coldly.

With his humming, the wind around him raised the crossbow again, and then tightened forward, aiming at the messenger, as if a silent warning.

This messenger is also a backbone person. When he saw this scene, he felt that the burning flames had already burned...

He held up the imperial edict and sang: "King of Shannan, accept the edict!!"

But...no response.

The man in brocade changed instantly and became ashen,

He is Long Xiao, the cousin of King Shannan. He is used to being arrogant and blessed in daily life. He feels that everything must follow his wishes and that everyone must please and flatter him. Otherwise, he will be "dizzy and seeking death by himself, no wonder he will be."

And the attitude of this messenger is simply a kind of humiliation.

Long Xiao's eyes suddenly became cold, and he waved his hand and said, "Kill."

The messenger shouted: "When seeing the imperial edict, it is like seeing the emperor... don't you know there is an emperor in this world?"

Long Xiao smiled proudly: "I don't know, so what?"

After saying that, he glanced at the crossbowman and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Just finished speaking.

The trigger sounded and sounded repeatedly.

In the air, black trajectories came like lightning.

But then, a series of dull "Dangdangdang" sounds sounded.

In the courtyard of the Dragon King's Mansion, suddenly the wind was blowing.

A black wall shadow turned into a rapidly rotating protective ball, covering all the messengers, the sky horses and the flying chariots.

The arrows that were shot hit the shadow of the sheltered wall and flew away and broke into a huge black broken arrow arc.

The crossbowmen stopped one after another and looked into the distance with some shock.

The messenger who had just stepped out of the brink of death also wiped his sweat beads and looked behind him.

That was the monk who drove the flying chariot for him... he was also the strong man escorting him.

At this time, the monk's hands were stretched out, and his arms were completely different from humans.

It seems to be made up of many complicated old trees,

At the end of what should be the five fingers, it turned into two huge tree roots and shield walls.

Just now, he slightly turned into a shield that defended the side, blocking the wave of shooting.

"Ghost Cultivation!!"

"It's a ghost cultivator!!!"

"Partially ghost-turned, this is the fourth level of heaven realm!!"

The guards of the Dragon King's Mansion were immediately in an uproar, and the dragon roar was so scared that his face looked like earth and shrank backwards.

Whoosh ~~

Swallowing ~~~

The roots of the beards and trees swam back against the ground, turning back to the hands of the tall ghost cultivator.

The messenger escaped from death and breathed a sigh of relief, but he also gave up on continuing to convey the imperial edict...

He pointed the crossbow arrow at the emperor's envoy, is he going to rebel, what else to say?

So, he turned around, bowed gently to the ghost cultivator, and then said respectfully: "Sir, let's leave here."

Gui Cultivator nodded.

And at this moment, he suddenly became alert and turned his head suddenly

I saw a dazzling light, like a meteor, falling at a speed that the naked eye could not even keep up with.

As this light arrived, everything in the surrounding space became dim, as if the light between heaven and earth was plundered by this light and became thinner and faded.

The ghost cultivator only felt like he was being subjected to needles, and a strong sense of threat rushed over...

In a hurry, he growled low, and as he stepped, the roots of his arms surged, turning into a giant shield.

The two shields overlap to block the light.

The next moment...

Chiu ~

Chiu~~~

The light penetrated the two giant shields on the roots.

Their power continued to penetrate the ghost cultivator and the body of the messenger behind him.

And the two that were penetrated by light were as if they were shocked, and they were stiff in the open space of the Dragon King's Mansion, and suddenly they became burning.

In this way, the sins of this life are purified by God.

......

At this time, at the top of a pavilion not far from the Dragon King's Mansion,

There were two people looking out on the railing.

The man on the left was wearing a golden robe, with a strange symbol embroidered on the edge of the robe: ☉

This is the symbol of the "sun" among the seven gods.

The man in brocade clothes on the right is Long Fan, the "King of Shannan".

Long Fan frowned and looked at the sudden scene in the distance, and said in a lost voice: "You..."

But I immediately swallowed the following words back.

The man in the golden robe smiled distractedly: "The prince sent his cousin to kill the envoy. Since he couldn't kill him, I'm just helping him."

Long Fan looked as if he was ashen, but he was mute and could not tell whether he had any pain.

Yes, he sent Long Xiao.

He still knows this cousin. That fool will definitely show off his power and then kill someone if he disagrees.

But Long Fan believed that this candid cannot kill the messenger. After all, the royal messenger came from the north, so the monks who drove the chariot would definitely not be too weak.

With monks here, how can more than a hundred crossbowmen break the defense?

The idea of ​​King Shannan is also very simple, that is, to leave a way out for himself.

Now, the Sun Priest, the Seven Star God of the Slave Kingdom, came to the Dragon King's Mansion some time ago and had a secret conversation with him for a long time, allowing him to take advantage of the chaos and throw himself into the arms of the gods.

It doesn’t matter whether Long Fan’s heart is moved or not. The key is that the sect forces behind him and the interests of the Shannan lineage have also been persuaded.

However, he vaguely heard about the incident of "Taixu Immortal Sect being destroyed", so he wanted to stay for a short time...

That is, cooperation with the slave country will continue, but it will not do things too extreme.

As long as the messenger did not see him...

In the future, if the situation is wrong, he will make every say to re-enter the Daxu Dynasty.

He even slaughtered that fool cousin and used his head as his sincerity.

After all... I am really close to that cousin, and isn't this the purpose of relatives?

But at this time...

With the attack of the man in golden robe, his retreat... was broken.

Long Fan was also decisive and smiled and said, "Then I will thank the priest for taking action."

The sun priest in the golden robe nodded slightly and looked at the distance with a sacred look.
To be continued...