"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"
Prime Minister Gong Liang tentatively asked the Ninth Five Master in the center of the Yangxin Hall. The "Taixu Suspended Mirror" fell into Xiao Naihe's hands, and the black space disappeared, and everyone outside the venue could see it clearly.
The prince died and fell in the middle. This was witnessed by the twelve princes and Gong Liang.
Not long ago, Tian Juechen was like a mighty god. Knowing that he had kept a low profile and had cultivated into an immortal long ago, everyone already had a mentality of becoming stronger in Tianshu.
Within a moment of burning incense, a man covered in blood and flesh appeared on the scene, wearing a yellow dragon robe. He was indeed the emperor. And the emperor was already dying.
"Hurry up and protect us and capture these three traitors." Feng Qianlong's expression changed drastically and he reacted quickly, commanding multiple guards to surround Duanmu Jianming's three immortals.
These guards were basically warriors in the early stages of the Earth Spirit Realm or Heaven Spirit Realm. They could not withstand the pressure of the three Immortal Transformation Warriors. They only took two steps forward and immediately retreated. They were forced to retreat.
Feng Qianlong couldn't move forward, and his voice was a little weak: "Three envoys, you assassinate my emperor, even if you... you are the immortals of the Three Kingdoms, if you break the peace situation in the peaceful world, you will definitely attack in groups."
"Really? Your emperor is deliberately trying to destroy our three kingdoms and each other." Cao Yuehu smiled coldly. He was a dignified immortal warrior talking to an acquired warrior, which was already very embarrassing.
Feng Qianlong knew that if he was just an immortal, even if he came to the palace, with the masters and obstacles in the palace, as long as he paid a certain price, he would definitely be able to keep him.
But there are three immortal warriors in front of them. Once they join forces, even the palace with many masters can come and go with ease. No matter how many masters like Feng Qianlong are there, I'm afraid they won't be able to retain them.
Now that the world's public opinion is used to demonstrate, Feng Qianlong also feels that there is not much hope. Which immortal warrior is not proud of the world and despises the imperial power.
"Your Majesty..."
At this moment, the princes and concubines swarmed forward to protect Tian Juechen. But when they saw Xiao Naihe standing in front of Tian Juechen, they all stopped.
"Fei Ying... Sir?" Xiao Naihe was still wearing Fei Ying's armor at this time, but Hua Wu's mask had already been put away, and Feng Qianlong didn't dare to confirm for a while.
"He is not Fengjian's subordinate, he... his surname is Xiao, I want him to be buried with me." Tian Juechen struggled to stand up, his eyes full of blood and resentment.
"Your surname is Xiao? Is he the one who hurt the emperor to such an end?" Feng Qianlong's eyes were full of shock. An acquired warrior could actually hurt an innate immortal
Qin'er slowly approached Xiao Naihe. Facing the sword-like gazes of everyone, she pointed at Tian Juechen and sneered: "He is not the emperor. The real emperor is someone else."
Tian Xuexi was shocked, stared at Qin'er closely, and shouted, "What did you say?"
"I have seen the real emperor. As early as ten years ago, when Murong Feng saw the assassination of the late emperor, he had already killed the then prince. Even my father... the former imperial advisor Si Wenhan thought that Tian Juechen had already killed him. Became an emperor."
Feng Qianlong and Gong Liang looked at each other, each seeing doubt in the other's eyes.
A noble concubine screamed: "You are a witch, and you still want to confuse people here with your monstrous words. Someone, come and drag her out!"
Qin'er smiled slightly, but Xiao Naihe could clearly feel that there was no smile on Qin'er's face, but a naked chill.
Feng Qianlong recognized this woman. She was Si Wenhan's daughter. He didn't dare to offend her too much. He just said, "Why did the girl mean this?"
"Don't think too much, anyway, I will die now under Guixian's hands, hahaha!" Tian Juechen's self-identification suddenly changed from "I" to "I". When Gong Liang heard this, he immediately noticed something was wrong, and faintly, The ominous premonition just now became stronger and stronger.
"The real Emperor Tianshu was plotted by him and Murong Feng ten years ago. His face has been changed. As long as he uses some small tricks, he can find out."
Xiao Naihe was quite surprised. How did this girl know? However, he was not interested in whether Tian Juechen was real or not. After obtaining the gold foil of the God of War Demon Elephant, the biggest goal was to eliminate the obsessive cause and effect in his body.
Tian Juechen showed madness in his eyes, and his expression became even crazier: "Haha, that guy thought he could really become the emperor because he and Murong Fengjian teamed up to assassinate the late Emperor Tianshu and persecuted the prince. How could I have known that Murong Feng had colluded with me a long time ago, and plotted against him, took away his face, and became the emperor for ten years? Otherwise, how could the real Tian Juechen be an immortal warrior? "
As soon as he said this, everyone was chilled, and several nobles and concubines backed away. It was very obvious from Tian Juechen's words that he was not the real Tian Juechen.
"Father, you are not the father? Then who are you?" Tian Xuexi cried out.
At this moment, the educated youth monk put his hands together, looked serious, and said slowly: "This person is a disciple of Guigu. Guigu is the holy land of martial arts in Xunxi's world. Has Tian Juechen really been to Xunxi's world?"
Gong Liang shook his head and said, "No."
The real Tian Juechen has not even left the Wanqing World, let alone crossed the boundary river to another world.
"Old monk, the number one person in the outer sect of Qianlin Temple. Soon, our Guigu will unify many worlds and become the first of the five martial arts holy places. By then, both Qianlin Temple and Danxia Mountain will respect me, Guigu."
"And you!" After Tian Juechen finished speaking, he pointed at Xiao Naihe with his last breath and said: "So what if you are a ghost immortal? I am just a low-level disciple in the Ghost Valley. There are others above me. Many immortal warriors, many ghost immortals, and even the Golden Immortal will not let you go! Pay with your blood!"
As soon as the voice fell, Tian Juechen's last breath disappeared, and an immortal died.
Duanmu Jianming looked at Xiao Naihe with a somewhat complicated expression. There were so many immortal warriors in Guigu Holy Land. They were definitely far above the imperial power, and they were giants in Duanmu Jianming's eyes.
And Xiao Naihe is also a "ghost immortal". The two forces are in conflict, and even in the early stages of becoming an immortal, he does not dare to get involved.
Xiao Naihe's idea is very simple: although he is not an innate immortal at this time, as long as he offends him, even if he is a ghost immortal or even a golden immortal, he will not give up.
Suddenly, Tian Juechen's body melted, and the skin on his face slowly fell down, and the seamless spiritual power in it gradually disappeared. Soon an unfamiliar face appeared in front of everyone.
The expressions of everyone in the palace changed drastically.
This person is really not Tian Juechen.
If it's the same as what Qin'er said, then where is the real Tian Juechen
The most frightening ones were the concubines. Some of them were so unbelievable that they screamed and ran out.
Just because they have been sleeping happily with this mysterious man for the past ten years, and the person on their pillow is not the emperor!