If Mo Zhongtian was here, he would recognize that this old man was a strong man of the same era as the Supreme Elder who was beheaded by the Monet Dynasty twenty years ago.

It was also before Pingxiu, the only ancestor of the Pingjiang Dynasty who knew the sea, Ping Xinghun!

After receiving the news from Pingxiu, Pingxinghun let the people who were placed in the Monet Dynasty take action.

The rumor that the son Liang killed the **** was spread all over the Monet Dynasty.

Ping Xinghun personally led Xingye to Nan'an City to rescue Pingxiu.

It's just that, when Ping Xinghun wanted to come, after the toss of blood and rain, people in Nan'an City were bound to panic.

As long as these people he brought, with a little help in the dark, they can completely muddy the water.

But who would have thought that in just one night, Nan'an City had recovered in such an orderly manner.

Thinking of the newly promoted Sea Consciousness Realm of the Monet Dynasty, Ping Xinghun could only give up the original plan.

After Ping Xinghun finished speaking, he was about to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a portrait of Young Master Liang hanging on a porridge shop.

He stretched out his hand and took the portrait into his hand from the air. After a few glances, he put it into his arms along with the previous silver.

"Let's go."

...

Just when Ping Xinghun took a group of people and rushed to the palace of Monet's dynasty.

Ten miles outside the city.

A middle-aged man wearing a python robe, with eyebrows and eyes similar to that of Yin Zhiping who had met in Chai City before, Gong Ziliang and others, had a grim face, and looked away in the direction of Nan'an City with his hands behind him.

This person is Yin Zhiping's father, the Duke of Pingjiang Dynasty: Yin Kun.

"That son Liang, who colluded with the royal family of the Monet Dynasty, killed my unicorn, and dared to deceive the world and steal his name, pretending to be a god!"

"Hey, I can't find you today, so I will use the blood of the royal family of the Monet Dynasty to sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven!"

Yin Kun gritted his teeth and said, turning around to look at the dozens of chilling figures behind him.

These people are all dead men trained by the Duke of Zhenguo, although each of them has only the cultivation of the Xuanwu realm.

However, the exercises they practiced were extremely vicious.

By sacrificing yourself, you can cast a spell on the target at a certain distance, killing people invisibly!

However, Yin Kun knew that the members of the royal family of the Monet Dynasty were protected by the luck of the dynasty.

If you just sacrifice these dead soldiers, the magic power caused may not be able to achieve the desired effect.

So, before coming over, he sneaked into the palace treasury and brought out a key that was said to contain an ominous curse.

This key, as far as Yin Kun knows, is very likely to be one of the few keys that unlock the legendary ruins of the kingdom of God.

As for why he ended up in the Pingjiang Dynasty, he didn't know.

But Yin Kun knew that using these dead men's spells, combined with this ominous key, would definitely be enough to curse the people of Monet's royal family in the city.

Except for the Monet royal family.

Yin Kun also learned that the monarch of his own Pingjiang Dynasty was also imprisoned in the city of Nan'an in front of him.

So, he also brought over a piece of daily use in peacetime.

The purpose is to curse and kill Pingxiu here.

In this way, on the side of the Pingjiang Dynasty, in the name of the monarch's revenge, he could take the opportunity to take over the power and launch military campaigns against the Monet Dynasty.

And the Monet Dynasty, which lost the royal family, had no other way than to surrender the whole country in the absence of a leader!

When that time comes, it will be a matter of course to be enshrined in the power of breaking the country and ascending the throne by oneself!

Even the sea-consciousness-level ancestor couldn't have any blame for him.

The only thing he can do is to follow the general trend of the people and let himself inherit the position of the monarch of the Pingjiang Dynasty.

After carefully thinking about these layouts in his heart, and making sure that there was no omission, Yin Kun couldn't help but become excited.

Even the grief caused by Yin Zhiping's death faded a lot for a while.

"It's a pity that Young Master Liang doesn't know where to hide."

"Otherwise, they will be wiped out today!"

Yin Kun was thinking.

Suddenly, the sky above his head turned dark.

"Huh? What's the matter? Isn't it just dawn? Why is it dark again?"

Yin Kun said, raised his head in doubt.

At first, Yin Kun thought it was getting dark.

But when he raised his head, what caught his eye was a huge golden figure covering Tianyu.

When Yin Kun opened his mouth wide, he could see the whole picture of the golden figure.

Only to find out that it turned out to be a Dapeng bird.

The two wings were as broad as the clouds hanging from the sky. When they flapped, the turbulent current rolled up easily tore apart the clouds in the sky.

Feel the suffocating pressure brought about by the huge body of the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng.

Yin Kun's horrified eyes were locked on the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng and could not be moved away.

The whole person stood there, and the brain fell into a completely blank state.

After a long time, Yin Kun finally regained the flow of breath in his blocked throat, and whispered: "Where is this spirit beast running from?"

"This kind of breath, I am afraid that it is about to reach the sea of ​​consciousness!"

A spirit beast of the sea-consciousness realm suddenly appeared here at this node.

Yin Kun was upset.

Suddenly, Yin Kun's eyes saw a figure sitting on the back of the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng bird.

For a moment, Yin Kun's face was full of disbelief.

It is not uncommon for practitioners to be able to control spirit beasts.

In the Pingjiang Dynasty, there was a beast-controlling sect, and all the disciples in the sect had control of spirit beasts.

but!

Take a spirit beast of the sea consciousness and use it as a riding beast.

Such existence completely killed Yin Kun's imagination.

after all.

Suppressing the ancestor-level powerhouses of the major dynasties is nothing but this realm.

Even the Heavenly God Realm of the Bi Fang Dynasty, the war beast that sat down was nothing but a Nightmare Tiger that crossed the Tribulation Realm.

Doesn't it mean that the figure on Shenpeng's back is more powerful than the **** of the Bi Fang Dynasty?

"Nirvana... Nirvana Realm!"

"Is this an old monster of Nirvana?"

The last sentence, Yin Kun only dared to shout out in his heart.

For fear of saying it out, it would fall into the ear of the man on the back of the **** Peng in the sky, hate the other party, and chop him to death with a look.

Immediately, Yin Kun thought of more.

The great supernatural powers of the Nirvana realm level cannot even be used by the Bifang Dynasty.

Unless it is a higher-level holy land, an ancient Taoist lineage and the like, there will be so many, but they will not be born easily.

More, it is the background of the repressive forces.

But now, an old Nirvana monster appeared here, and the first thing Yin Kun thought of was the Kowloon Holy Land closest to the Bifang Dynasty.

The reason why Yin Kun knew about the Nine Dragons Holy Land was not because of his identity and his ability to come into contact with such forces.

However, a few years ago...

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