Supreme Immortal Demon

Luo Chuan's thoughts rose to the Heavenly Gate, and his vision passed through layers of forbidden magic arrays and entered the depths of the Imperial Palace.

In the southeast hall, Luo Chuan saw the crying female cultivator.

The female cultivator wore a Phoenix-Lin Jiutian Emperor's robe, a purple-gold Vermillion Bird crown on her head, with slightly protruding cheekbones and a thin face. At this time, she was crawling in front of the purple-gold couch, holding a pale boy in her arms, sobbing.

The boy wore a plain robe, but it was the Nine-Dragon Emperor's robe.

Luo Chuan's Heavenly Gate thoughts flowed through the boy's cold body, and his heart skipped a beat.

"The immortal way is ruthless, and the Great Zhou is unfortunate. Your Majesty has been seriously ill for many years, and I thought it was just a test from the Heavenly Way. But I didn't expect that Your Majesty couldn't hold on after all... Your Majesty has collapsed." Behind the curtain of the flying boat, the Great Zhou's national teacher Ying Wujun sighed, and the corners of his lips rose.

When Ying Wujun finished speaking, the Imperial Palace suddenly became quiet.

All was silent, even the waves of the sea of ​​guards had subsided, leaving only the crying of the empress dowager in the distant Emperor Dao Palace.

On the Changsheng Palace side, including the Changsheng Palace Master Feng Lingdao, everyone was stunned.

"For some reason, the emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty have very few descendants." Su Yuchen approached Luo Chuan's ear and transmitted his voice: "Occasionally, there are many sons born in a generation, but only one or two have blood talent. Once the Little Zhou Emperor dies, the bloodline of the Great Zhou Dynasty is probably gone."

Luo Chuan frowned, and the immortal and demonic moods trembled at the same time.

The seriously ill Little Zhou Emperor is dead!

How can this be possible!

Between heaven and earth, in the realm of the nine heavens, only those who are above the realm of the true way can retain the spirituality in their blood after death!

Once the Little Zhou Emperor dies, his bloodline will not exist. Where can I get the bloodline of the Great Zhou emperor?

The Galaxy Treasure Map, which serves as a baby wrap, has allowed Ying Wujun to dominate the Great Zhou Dynasty. But compared to the South Sea Immortal Gourd, the Galaxy Treasure Map is nothing.

Without the blood of the Great Zhou Emperor, how can I refine the South Sea Immortal Gourd?

"Ying Wujun! What a good thing you did! You, you, you dare to kill the emperor!" General Fu was so angry that his face turned purple, but it was because of the retrograde of the skills he practiced.

"Ying Wujun! You will not die well!" Prime Minister Qin was so angry that his body trembled and tears flowed. The prime minister of a country had no manners at all.

Feng Lingdao was silent. There was no sadness or joy on his face, until the immortal ministers behind him were tired of scolding, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand.

Without any sign, Feng Lingdao slashed with a sword.

His sword was like a heavy snow gathering, sweeping down the horizon, looking around. The sky and the earth were all white.

Ying Wujun did not move, his eyes were indifferent, and he let Feng Lingdao slash with a sword.

Feng Lingdao's sword did not slash at Ying Wujun, but slashed at the Emperor's Palace.

Boom!

Countless forbidden magic arrays with strong aura emerged in front of the Imperial Palace. The sword that blocked Feng Lingdao's longevity was crushed by Feng Lingdao one by one, and there were also forbidden magic arrays of the Return to Void Realm.

Feng Lingdao made a stunning sword and slashed directly into the depths of the Imperial Palace.

He put away the sword instantly!

The Nine Dragon Emperor's Couch was picked out by Feng Lingdao's sword, and a boy was lying on the bed. The boy was wearing an emperor's plain robe. His face was bloodless and his whole body was cold. There was no breath and no life.

"Your Majesty!"

There was a cry of grief in front of the Imperial Palace.

The immortal ministers of the two camps, whether they belonged to the Changsheng Palace or Ying Wujun, were all shocked and sad. Whether they were pretending or from the bottom of their hearts, they cried loudly and knelt down to the Little Zhou Emperor.

Feng Lingdao did not kneel, but the spirit in his eyes faded little by little, and his originally vicissitudes of life became even older.

"Ying Wujun, you killed the king, are you really not afraid of retribution from heaven?" Feng Lingdao raised his sword and pointed at Ying Wujun.

He finally seized the opportunity to counterattack, thinking that he had won. But now that Emperor Zhou is dead, everything he did is meaningless.

"If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. You rebelled, but you put all the blame on me. You are really shameless." Ying Wujun shrugged.

"Ying Wujun killed the king and rebelled. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it! What is the palace master talking to him about! Today, the Galaxy Treasure Map is not here, so it's just right to kill demons and eliminate monsters! Kill this man!" General Fu stood up, shook his wrist, and a nine-foot broken moon knife transformed by magic power appeared in his palm.

The ministers responded angrily.

Without waiting for Feng Lingdao to speak, the loyal Zhou immortals and monks followed General Fu, flew to the sky, crossed the sea of ​​guarding the palace, and killed Ying Wujun.

Although Ying Wujun relied on the sea of ​​guarding the palace, the sea formation had been broken by Su Yuchen long ago, and his troops were far less than those of the Changsheng Palace. On the surface, the situation was going to be bad.

"No." Luo Chuan said.

"Ying Wujun, obviously wants to lure them here." Su Yuchen said.

"But why choose today? Kill the little Zhou emperor today, lure the Changsheng Palace, and catch them all in one fell swoop... where is his backhand?" Luo Chuan said.

Facing the murderous Changsheng Palace, the immortal ministers who surrendered to Ying Wujun looked flustered. As for Ying Wujun's direct subordinates, such as the white-faced scholar and the black-faced door god, they were not panicked, but excited.

Until the loyal monks were about to cross the sea of ​​guarding the palace, Ying Wujun finally spoke: "Yes, the sub-map of the Galaxy Treasure Map was indeed placed in the Four Directions Immortal City by this seat. But Feng Lingdao, do you really think that you have cracked that fairy song?"

The immortal ministers of the Changsheng Palace were stunned.

Feng Lingdao raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Sifang Street, Sifang City, the emperor descended and the purple star was born. Purple Star Map, Purple Star Gourd, looking at the way home in front of the sea cliff..." Ying Wujun muttered in a low voice, with a hint of pride on his face: "You only deduced the time when the star source fell into Tianchenbuzhou, but forgot one thing... Tiannan Territory has more than one treasure map of the galaxy."

When the voice fell, everyone in the Changsheng Palace changed color. Everyone knew that there was one main and one secondary Galaxy Treasure Map, one son and one mother.

"The Great Zhou Taizu once fought many Guixu masters in front of Wanghai Cliff and trapped them in the Galaxy Treasure Map. Today, Wanghai Cliff is no longer there, replaced by the White Bone Prison Hall."

"The White Bone Prison Hall that appeared more than 800 years ago was the former Wanghai Cliff!"

"You all thought that the mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map was hidden by the Taizu somewhere in the Great Zhou. It was used to suppress the atmosphere of the Great Zhou. But you don't know that all along. The mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map has been under the Wanghai Cliff, which is now the White Bone Prison."

"If it weren't for the mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map, this seat would not have chosen to join forces with Tianhua Palace to obtain the entrance to the White Bone Prison Hall."

"On the day when the White Bone Prison Hall is opened, the son and mother will attract each other, and it is also the best opportunity for this seat to conquer the Galaxy Treasure Map!"

In the flying boat, Ying Wujun said slowly.

Every time he said something, the faces of the immortal officials of Changsheng Palace became more ugly. At this time, they had already passed the sea of ​​guards and were less than a hundred steps away from Ying Wujun.

"The White Bone Prison Hall has been opened. Galaxy Treasure Map, what are you waiting for?" Ying Wujun pinched the seal with his hands, and his eyes were long, looking at Sifang Street.

On Sifang Street, in the formation of Sifang Immortal City, purple starlights sprang up. It turned into a sea of ​​purple stars, and the light of the stars covered Sifang Street, gradually presenting a picture of the galaxy with six stars in a row and running around.

"Galaxy Treasure Map! Return!"

Ying Wujun raised his head and shouted, his beard and hair fluttered, and his eyes turned dark purple, like two stars. A six-star origin that was not pure. Rising from his palm print, it drifted away.

Boom!

A crack appeared in the sea of ​​clouds in the distant sky, and the morning sun became dim and pale. Somewhere far away from the border of Dazhou, a huge purple treasure map rose.

Above the southern region of the sky. Half of the sky was covered by the Galaxy Treasure Map, turning into a purple Galaxy.

"It's the mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map!"

"It's really hidden in the White Bone Prison."

"It was actually found by the National Master!"

In front of the Emperor's Palace, the immortal ministers were talking about it. Even if they belonged to the Changsheng Palace before, they looked at Ying Wujun differently at this time.

"The mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map has been lost long ago, and several generations of emperors in the Great Zhou Dynasty have never found it."

"Ying Wujun alone controls both the mother and son maps of the Galaxy Treasure Map... After Taizu, there has been no such thing!"

"On the day the mother map was born, His Majesty passed away... The last emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty with pure blood talent! Could it be that this is what the heavens are showing?"

"You mean, Ying Wujun is the true emperor, the nine-five supreme?"

Listening to the whispers of the immortal ministers behind them, Prime Minister Qin and General Fu Lao were secretly anxious.

This Ying Wujun really calculated everything to the extreme.

His move today can be said to kill three birds with one stone: get the mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map, attract the Changsheng Palace to catch them all in one fell swoop, and assassinate the Little Zhou Emperor.

Next, he will become the new emperor of the Great Zhou, and change the dynasty, which is a natural process.

Prime Minister Qin and General Fu exchanged glances, and their body movements accelerated again, flying towards Ying Wujun.

The purple galaxy that spread out from the sky above the White Bone Prison Palace finally spread to the sky above the Great Zhou.

The Zhoutian stars, repeating over and over again, the six stars in the center, shining with divine light!

Compared with the Galaxy Treasure Map sub-map, this Galaxy Treasure Map mother map is obviously one level higher in level.

"Hmph. Galaxy Treasure Map, scatter!" Ying Wujun pinched the seal with his hands, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The Galaxy Treasure Map mother map in the sky dropped two star lights and hit Prime Minister Qin and General Fu.

Although the two were also powerful fourth-level Nascent Soul cultivators, they were like ants in the river when facing a third-grade magic weapon. In a blink of an eye, they were swept away by the surging starlight and fell heavily a thousand steps away.

"Father!"

"Grandfather!"

Qin Ni and Fu Qingquan's faces changed drastically, and they flew out on their swords and rushed to Prime Minister Qin and General Fu.

Ying Wujun glanced at Qin Ni and Fu Qingquan, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The only miscalculation in his game was that he didn't know why Qin Ni and the other sixteen escaped. Until now, Ying Wujun didn't know what happened, but this did not affect his long-cherished wish to subdue and refine the mother map of the galaxy.

In front of the Emperor's Palace, Ying Wujun reached out to the sky and grabbed it. His arm seemed to extend infinitely, and he actually held up the treasure map that evolved into the galaxy in the sky.

"We must not let him refine the Galaxy Treasure Map!"

"If he refines the mother map of the Galaxy Treasure Map again! No one in the southern region can stop him!"

Prime Minister Qin and General Fu shouted loudly, spitting blood despite their serious injuries.

As soon as the voice fell, the two men moved.

The cultivators looked up and saw that the two men were almost as fast as each other.

One was the white-robed and white-haired Lord of Changsheng Palace, Feng Lingdao.

The other was the Donghai Medical King Chuan Luosheng, who had almost been forgotten by everyone.

The immortal officials and cultivators looked at Chuan Luosheng and were shocked. The ugly middle-aged cultivator was even faster than the Lord of Changsheng Palace!