Chapter 1312 Zhao Wusheng

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"You... got the real dragon demon jade?" the fourth prince asked in disbelief.

"That's natural, just use some means." The eldest prince chuckled and took out a dark red irregular crystal, with a trace of dragon breath flowing in the crystal.

"Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!"

Suddenly, rhythmic and loud applause sounded in the hall, attracting everyone's attention.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! As expected of the eldest prince, his aura is compelling!" A heroic man walked in from outside the hall with a smile on his face.

Seeing the man, Murong Qingchen couldn't help but flash a gleam of light in his eyes. He quickly stood up from the dragon chair and saluted the man: "Murong Qingchen, see Lord Zhao Wusheng."

"Meet Mr. Zhao Wusheng!" The princes in the hall also saluted the prince who entered the hall, with extremely respectful tone.

Zhao Wusheng, an eighth-level powerhouse of the True Martial Realm, the ninth son of the ancestor of the Zhao family, with unfathomable strength.

"Free gift!"

Zhao Wusheng had a smile on his face at the moment, looked at the eldest prince and asked, "I heard that you have found the real dragon demon jade?"

The eldest prince hurriedly offered the real dragon demon jade with both hands and said, "Yes, sir, this is the real dragon demon jade."

Seeing the real dragon demon jade in the hands of the eldest prince, Zhao Wusheng's eyes flickered, and he sucked the real dragon demon jade into his hand and observed it carefully.

"Almost all the dragon breath inside has been exhausted, and I don't know why the old man is so obsessed with the real dragon demon jade of the descendants of the Lin family? If you want the dragon breath, can you send someone to the Wild Dragon Abyss to get it soon? I'm giving up so much thought!" Zhao Wusheng played with the real dragon demon jade in his hand, but he didn't see anything special in it.

After a long period of time, the energy in this real dragon demon jade has been exhausted, and now it can only be used as a collectible.

The Zhao family is a heaven-level holy land. There are saints and strong people in the clan, and there are also gods and gods. They command a domain. The countless resources accumulated over thousands of years are extremely terrifying.

For the Zhao family, getting the dragon's breath was an easy task.

Even the real dragon has to be polite to Zhao's house.

If it wasn't for Zhao Wusheng who kept listening to the ancestors of the Zhao family talking about the real dragon and demon jade of the descendants of the Lin family,

Moreover, the 10,000-year birthday of the ancestor of the Zhao family is approaching, and Zhao Wusheng will definitely not go to great lengths to find this piece of real dragon demon jade.

Listening to Zhao Wusheng's talk, the eldest prince also had a smile on his face, and asked Zhao Wusheng tentatively, "Sir, that holy son outside..."

"Don't worry, you just do it. Those children are too arrogant, so it's better to teach them a lesson, so as not to think that they are the holy children of the heavenly holy land and do not know what to do. Even the old man of Tianji dares to kill, it is really uneducated." General Zhao Wusheng The real dragon demon jade was put away and said casually to the eldest prince.

Hearing Zhao Wusheng's words, the eldest prince's face also showed ecstasy.

It worked!

With the Zhao family as the backing, even if they killed the Holy Son, the Heavenly Holy Land behind the Holy Son would probably not be able to do anything.

More importantly, with Zhao Wusheng, a top-level powerhouse at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm, here, even if the powerhouse who killed the old man of Tianji reappears, I am afraid that in the face of Zhao Wusheng, he can only look at the wind and flee.

It can not only restore the prestige of the royal family, but also deal with the Shui family who made trouble with the Holy Son. For the Murong family, this is simply killing two birds with one stone.

"Thank you, Lord Zhao Wusheng!" The eldest prince bowed deeply to Zhao Wusheng, and then stepped out of the hall, preparing to start the holy order killing formation.

The other princes in the hall looked at each other, looking at the high-spirited appearance of the eldest prince, quite envious.

They don't even know how the eldest prince got the real dragon demon jade?

You must know that Lin Mu's mouth is very hard, no matter what means can be used to pry his mouth, all the princes are almost giving up.

"Why are you still standing here? Why don't you help your imperial brother?"

Murong Qingchen's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the princes. The gloomy tone in his voice made all the princes shudder. The princes did not dare to stay in the hall for much longer, and hurriedly walked out of the hall.

All the princes had complicated expressions on their faces.

The ownership of the throne has been determined.

After the princes left, Murong Qingchen's stern face showed a smile, and he quickly walked up to Zhao Wusheng and flattered: "Master Zhao, please, we have prepared for you the most beautiful woman in Qingxuan Ancient Country."

"Hahaha! Take me to see!" Hearing Murong Qingchen's words, the smile on Zhao Wusheng's face became more and more intense, and loud laughter echoed in the hall.

...

Qingxuan City, outside the palace.

"Young Master, I, we... do you really want to go in?" Lin Wan'er looked at the dark guards guarding the front of the palace and felt a little guilty.

At this moment, the palace has been surrounded by the people of the Shui family. Except for the daring monks, everyone on the street hid in the distance early, for fear of being affected by this rebellion.

This rebellion happened so fast and without warning that everyone could not react in time.

The bodies of the old man Tianji and Murong Qingxun are still hanging on the Tianji Pavilion, and no one dares to fetch them.

Zhang Ziling's frantic actions terrified everyone.

"Yeah." Zhang Ziling nodded, "I have already checked your bones. You are indeed a descendant of the Lin family. The one who was caught by the Murong family is your brother."

"It doesn't matter if you are afraid, just wait here for me to pick up your brother. With the protection of the Shui family, there is no one in Qingxuancheng who can hurt you."

After knowing Lin Wan'er's identity, Zhang Ziling's attitude towards her was much better, but he did not force Lin Wan'er to follow him in.

After all, before this, Lin Wan'er was just an ordinary person who worked for a salary of three silver profound coins a month. It was normal to be afraid when she saw this scene.

"I, I'd better go in, Bi, after all, this is the brother I haven't seen before..." Lin Wan'er was sent to another family for foster care by Lin Mu before she could remember. Lin Wan'er didn't even know that she had a brother.

Now that someone suddenly told her that she still has an older brother, Lin Wan'er was a little scared at the same time, but she was also a little surprised.

What's more, Zhang Ziling's strength was stronger than Lin Wan'er's imagination, and Lin Wan'er felt that nothing would happen to Zhang Ziling into the palace.

At this time, Shui Wuqing came to Zhang Ziling's side and said respectfully, "Sir, the surrounding area has been fully deployed, and not even a fly in Murong's house can fly out!"

The Shui family had almost already dispatched their nests, and had completely boarded Zhang Ziling's boat.

If he knew Zhang Ziling's identity and hesitated, Shui Wuqing would not have become the head of the Shui family.

Whoever has the thickest legs in the world knows that.

The so-called Heavenly Holy Land is nothing but a fart in front of Lord Demon Emperor!

Shui Wuqing knew the history of the development of the Thirteen Holy Lands in the Divine State on Tianxuan, and also knew what kind of fate the Zhao family would end up with in the end.

The forces in this world will eventually be reshuffled, and now for the Shui family, it is a good opportunity to strive for the upper reaches!

"Yeah." Zhang Ziling nodded, and stopped waiting, stepped forward, and Lin Wan'er followed closely behind.

When a general of the Murong family saw Zhang Ziling begin to step forward, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at Zhang Ziling, "I warn again, if you take a step closer, you will be killed without mercy!"

He actually ignored the 100,000 Janissaries behind him!

Zhang Ziling didn't pay any attention to the general's warning, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing Zhang Ziling continue to approach, the general also waved slightly and shouted: "Archer prepare!"

Brush brush!

Neatly and quickly, the archers drew their bows to aim at Zhang Ziling, and the powerful momentum of Qingxuan Longwei permeated all around.

The weakest of Qingxuan Longwei is the Qi Gathering Realm. The black iron bows drawn by ten thousand archers are enough to shoot through a giant elephant!

Even the members of the Shui family surrounding the palace watched the archers prepare, and they retreated subconsciously, condensing their shields nervously.

That rain of arrows, if you are not careful, will definitely be shot into a sieve!

The archers drew their bows, Zhang Ziling's expression remained calm, and he did not stop.

"court death!"

Seeing that Zhang Ziling had no plans to stop at all, General Murong's face instantly turned gloomy, and then he shouted, "Shoot!"

shhhhhh!

The voice fell, and ten thousand bows and arrows immediately covered the sky, tore the air apart, and shot at Zhang Ziling overwhelmingly.

Seeing the rain of arrows coming from the sky, Lin Wan'er was so frightened that she squatted down with her head in her arms, shivering.

"Prisoner's finger."

Lin Wan'er just squatted down when she heard Zhang Ziling's magnetic voice sound faintly.

Boom!

The sky suddenly turned pitch black, and a powerful spiritual pressure instantly filled the entire Qingxuan City.

Zhao Wusheng, who had just taken off his clothes in the palace, felt the pressure from outside. He didn't even have time to take care of the slender woman on the bed, and didn't even put on clothes. He rushed out of the room and stared at the black sky in shock.

"Emperor Art, Prisoner's Finger?" Zhao Wusheng muttered, his eyes full of shock.

Here, how could the Prisoner Finger appear?

A giant finger that penetrated the sky broke through the black cloud, and the endless spiritual pressure raged around, and the arrow rain was instantly annihilated.

The people in Qingxuan City stared blankly at Zhang Ziling's back with both hands on his back. The giant fingers that suddenly appeared in the sky stirred up the endless storm.

"What, what is this?" The general stared blankly at the fingers pressed by the sky, the weapon in his hand slipped to the ground, and the whole person was sluggish.

If the giant finger is pressed down...

One hundred thousand soldiers were shrouded in shadows.

"Run away—!"

When the 100,000 Imperial Army saw the giant finger pressing on their face, their faces were full of terror, and they threw away their helmets and armor, and fled in all directions!

boom!

The 100,000 guards in front of the palace were all shrouded in strong light.

The dazzling light, accompanied by the sky-high air waves, swept all around.

Zhang Ziling looked indifferently at the billowing waves in front of him, and just waved his hand lightly.

A spiritual wave ejected from Zhang Ziling's hand and hit the terrifying air wave that swept over. The terrifying air wave generated by the Prisoner's Finger immediately charged towards the palace.

The people in Qingxuan City were completely stunned.

They stood unharmed and looked at the entire Murong Palace, which was shrouded in the terrifying air waves.

Destruction scene...