East of Fanyun mountain range, inside a mountain stronghold.
100000 gold guards stood in front of Su Ziyang and knelt down.
"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"
The sound is neat and the momentum is sky high.
"Flat!"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
Su Ziyang looked at Luo Shun and nodded with satisfaction.
This guy is a bit stubborn, but he is absolutely loyal.
Come to the cottage hall.
"General Luo, prepare to go to hugang stronghold with me!" said Su Ziyang.
"Emperor, according to the report of the spies, Zhao Chan has sent millions of troops to attack hugang stronghold! If we go now, we will meet them right away." Luo Shun said.
"Zhao Chan?" Su Ziyang frowned slightly.
"Emperor, Zhao Chan is the leader of Ziyu Pavilion. Her strength is infinitely close to the holy level. Her real combat power is far beyond the ordinary holy level!" Luo Shun said.
Su Ziyang nodded slightly, "did you send someone to deliver the letter?"
"Emperor, the last general sent, but there was no response!" said Luo Shun.
Su Ziyang frowned and thought deeply. After a moment, he looked at Luo Shun, "next, you should..."
Luo Shun nodded after hearing this.
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In the west of Fanyun mountain range, there is a mountain stronghold called hugang stronghold.
Fanyun village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, covering an area of dozens of square kilometers. Various attics are located in the village, where more than 100000 people live.
On this day, there was no usual crowd and smoke curling in the stronghold. Even the gate of the stronghold was not guarded by guards.
There was a dead silence in the stronghold.
Even birds and insects are afraid. At this moment, they also hibernate without making any sound.
"Hoo..."
In the mountain stronghold, the fog floats with the wind, making the whole mountain stronghold look like a dream, like a fairyland, like the netherworld.
A burly man stood at the gate of the stronghold, his eyebrows frowned and his face dignified.
He is Su Ziyang.
"No one?"
"100000 troops are not here?"
Su Ziyang distracted his eyes and swept into the whole stronghold.
There is no one in the stronghold within 500 meters.
"What the hell happened?"
Su Ziyang walked into the stronghold.
Along the way, be careful and watch around.
Suddenly.
Two figures appeared behind Su Ziyang.
"Stop, the stronghold is an important place. Why don't you break in and give your name!"
The sound startled Su Ziyang.
Turn around and look back.
Two golden guards were found holding long guns, with dull eyes and mouth, speaking mechanical words.
Like that, as if the soul had been taken away.
Seeing the two golden guards, Su Ziyang took a cold breath.
It is not easy to avoid being passive and unable to observe.
Who the hell is it?
Su Ziyang murmured.
He took out the priest's medal in his hand and raised it in front of them.
"Don't kneel down quickly when you see the emperor!"
A loud drink made their heads roar.
Stiff body, slowly knelt down.
"See the emperor, long live my Emperor..."
"Flat!"
"Thank you, Emperor!"
"Take me to xuanyuanwu," said Su Ziyang.
"Yes!"
The two jinjiawei walked forward, and Su Ziyang followed them closely.
He carried his hands on his back and looked calm, but his divine eyes were scanning around and dared not be careless.
Soon after, Jin Jiawei took Su Ziyang to a magnificent hall.
"Emperor, our general is waiting for you inside!"
With that, the two golden guards disappeared slowly like ghosts.
Open your eyes and see where there is Jin Jiawei.
Su Ziyang looked at the main hall, carefully guarded and walked in front of him.
"I'll see what trick you're playing!"
Su Ziyang muttered to himself and walked into the hall.
The hall is inlaid with various luminous gemstones, which shines the whole hall.
It seems that it is shining and resplendent.
The main seat of the main hall is a dragon chair throne, which is very dignified.
When people stand in front of it, they have a feeling of bowing down to be subordinates.
On the throne sat a man in a dragon robe.
His eyes were closed and his breath was faint.
It was like dying.
"Hoo..."
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes, and two cold flashes flashed away.
He stared at Su Ziyang, cold and murderous, rolling up.
"If you see me, please kneel down!" the man shouted.
"Me?"
Su Ziyang looked at the man with a cold voice. "Xuanyuanwu, it seems that you really want to rebel?"
"Hum..."
Su Ziyang shook the priest's medal in his hand. With a strange force, he rushed to xuanyuanwu.
Xuanyuanwu regained his mind.
"The priestly medal? Are you... Are you the spirit emperor?"
"The high priest is dead?"
"Ha ha... That's great. If I kill you, I'll be the real spirit emperor!"
With that, Xuanyuan Wu stepped forward and rushed to Su Ziyang.
That staggering appearance has no combat effectiveness at all.
When xuanyuanwu rushed in front of him.
Su Ziyang stretched out his finger, pointed it at his chest and poked it.
There were no accidents.
"Bang..."
Xuanyuanwu fell to the ground and was disheartened.
He was about to struggle to get up, but he saw a big foot stepping down and stepping on his face.
"If you dare to wear the Dragon Robe, you really want to rebel. In that case, I will spare you!"
With that, Su Ziyang rubbed his right foot hard.
Blood bubbles, flowing out of the man's mouth, stained the Dragon robes red.
Pain came, xuanyuanwu looked frightened and waved his hand again and again.
"Emperor, spare your life, and the end will know that you are wrong!" xuanyuanwu struggled and shouted.
"Hum..."
Su Ziyang took back his feet, looked at him coldly and asked, "what's going on?"
This remark seemed to arouse xuanyuanwu's nightmare. He held his head and struggled frantically, "no..."
"Don't... don't come!"
"Dead, dead, gone!"
"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm useless!"
"Ah..."
At this moment, xuanyuanwu became a madman.
"Hum..."
Su Ziyang took the sacrificial medal and shook it in front of him.
"Hoo..."
Wisps of red air rose from xuanyuanwu's head and flowed into the sacrificial medal.
Xuanyuanwu gradually restored calm.
He looked at Su Ziyang and knelt down.
"Emperor, the last general should die. He has a rebellious heart. Maybe this is retribution!"
"The end will cut thousands of knives. It's to blame!"
"Your Majesty, it's no pity that you will die at the end. However, the brothers are innocent. Please save them!"
With that, the man kept kowtowing to Su Ziyang.
Hearing these endless words, Su Ziyang didn't understand what had happened.
"Start from the beginning!" said Su Ziyang.
"Yes, Emperor!"
The man stood up and spoke.
Xuanyuanwu is a general of 150000 golden guards.
Originally, there were only 100000 gold armour guards. After these years of development, it has grown to 150000.
Gradually, xuanyuanwu also rebelled.
But the God like figure of the high priest is still alive, and he dare not rebel all day.
Until now.
three days ago.
A red awn fell from the sky and just landed in the stronghold.
At that moment, everyone was stunned and didn't know what had happened.
Because he couldn't find the reason, xuanyuanwu didn't take it seriously and continued to operate as usual.
However, since yesterday, the brothers have disappeared one by one.
Then, strange things happened in hugang stronghold. Some brothers could hide their bodies in the light fog, disappear completely, and get out of the light fog.
However, after coming, the mind is no longer there, just like being sucked away by others.
After a day and a night of investigation, xuanyuanwu didn't find out any reason, but his accomplishments were constantly losing.
For the emperor's dream, he put on his Dragon Robe and sat on the Dragon chair quietly waiting to die, which was the previous scene.
"Emperor, I can feel that those brothers haven't waited for me to save them, but I can't protect myself."
"Emperor, please, save them!"
"According to my lost accomplishments, I feel that they are..."
I'm not finished.
"Bang..."
Xuanyuanwu's head exploded and his body fell down.
After a few convulsions, there was no movement.
"Young man, this is not where you should come!"
Just then, a sound sounded.
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