Chapter 118

The whole Forbidden City, the monks of all forces, have yet to respond.

They were still in shock.

However, at this moment, we saw the scene of the separation of the three princes.

All the people were stunned, their minds were blank, and they didn't turn around for a while.

In the Forbidden City, the imperial capital of panwu Dynasty, the Third Prince of panwu Dynasty was killed in front of him.

What kind of courage is there to do such a thing?

Even if it is the king's family, we should first be held accountable and then make a ruling.

But in the twinkling of an eye, the third prince was in a different place, which was too fast for people to recover for a long time.

Pan Wu God's face turned blue, and with a long cry, he raised his hand to explore, and the quasi supreme breath burst into the distant void.

He was so angry and resentful that he did not expect that someone would dare to kill his son under his nose.

In the distant void, there is the sound of the zither, which collides with the moves of the master of martial arts, breaking the space.

Finally, a unique figure in gray clothes appeared.

It was a woman in gray, sitting in the depths of the void, with a Jiao Wei Qin in front of her knees.

The grey robe is wide and the clothes are flowing, but it is hard to hide the proud figure.

Three thousand green silk, long and messy, covered most of the face.

Occasionally there is a breeze, showing a small half fairy face, but also white as snow, like a dream of beauty.

Her beauty is no less than Jiang Shengyi.

There is even a sense of mysterious vicissitudes of life.

"That's..."

In the Forbidden City, most of the monks are in a daze.

They did not expect that it was a woman who killed the third prince.

And she's a powerful woman.

Many male friars were stunned by the beauty and mystery of the woman in grey.

"No, you look at the eyes of the woman in gray. How can you feel like the world is reopened and chaos is developed?" A big power elder was surprised.

At this time, all the people found that the girl's eyes in gray were covered by green silk.

However, we can still vaguely see that it seems that the sun destroyed the stars and sank, repeating the chaotic horror scene.

And the pupil, as if overlapping together, showing a double ring shape.

"Hiss Is it the double pupil in the rumor? " A lot of people take a breath, and the shock is hard to hide.

Double pupil is a kind of extremely rare and powerful pupil.

In the 3000 constitution, it is also ranked in the top 30, the terror to the extreme.

Seeing such a mysterious and detached woman with heavy pupil in grey clothes appears, the audience is silent.

"Well? Are you? " Pan Wu God saw the woman with heavy pupil in grey clothes, and her pupil shrank suddenly.

Even he, the quasi supreme, felt a kind of implicit pressure.

Jun Xiaoyao is slightly unexpected.

He did not expect that his protector was a woman.

And she's a woman of great strength.

Panwu God is the king of a country. He is extremely cultivated. There are not many people who dare to confront him.

Not to mention a woman.

But now, the woman in grey, who sits in the depths of the void, is mysterious and elegant. Her momentum is not weak at all.

"Those who dare to plot against the little Lord will be killed without mercy." The woman with heavy pupil in grey clothes has a cool tone.

Jun Xiaoyao hears this words, flashed in the eye inexplicable meaning.

He was not called by the woman with heavy pupil in gray clothes, but the young master, not the son of God, etc.

This is intriguing.

"Are you the one..."

Suddenly, the God pan Wu seemed to think of something, and his face showed extreme surprise and fear.

Some of the old people in the presence, as if they had remembered something, came back to their senses.

"I remember, this woman with heavy pupil in grey clothes is..." An old man's eyes were startled.

He didn't expect that this one would appear again and become a caretaker of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Miss nine, I'll do it." It's no surprise that Jun Zhan Tian murmured.

"She was one of the eight Shenwang members who followed the king in white with no regrets. ChongTong qinnu, ah Jiu!" An immortal orthodox elder couldn't help exclaiming.

As soon as this statement was made, the four sides set off waves.

If you say that the leader of the Junjia generation is Jun Xiaoyao.

Then the last generation, is the king without regret.

His power is no longer necessary to repeat.

In a word, even if one of his eight followers came out, they were invincible.

And this woman with heavy eyes in grey clothes, ah Jiu, was one of the eight followers of Jun Wu.

"So it is." You are carefree.

No wonder Jun zhantian said before that his Taoist priest had an extraordinary origin.I didn't expect it was my father's former subordinates.

At this time, the tianqin girl was also surprised and said, "it's her. It seems that my master once said that she is beyond her reach."

The master of tianqin girl is the master of the immortal dance Qin sect. She has the highest art of Qin in the whole immortal realm.

It can be imagined that her existence beyond her reach is so transcendent.

This time, the identity of a nine, a girl with heavy pupil in grey clothes, was completely exposed, and she was in an uproar.

The face of panwu God was extremely ugly.

That woman, not to mention how strong she is, her identity is the most frightening.

Followers of the God in white!

Although the incident happened ten years ago, no one knows that the king of the God in white has no regrets. Now he is living or dying.

However, no one dares to underestimate.

"Do you mind if I kill him?" Ah Jiu's voice is cold and indifferent, sitting on the sky like an old fairy.

The Lord pan Wu has never been so subdued.

He wanted to do it, but the consequences were incalculable.

Looking at Pan Wu God's changing face, many people around him are speechless.

It's terrible to be able to force an immortal God to this degree.

"It is true that the emperor's son has done wrong, and this is the punishment he deserves." The Lord pan Wu closed his eyes for a long time before he opened his mouth.

A word makes all directions quiet.

The Lord of the immortal God, after all, is soft.

"My father..." Wu Mingyue's pupils tremble.

I didn't expect that they would have such a day to bow their heads.

Jun Xiaoyao's face didn't change much. He said, "in this case, can you enter panwuling?"

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far!" Pan Wu's face was black to the extreme.

Jun Xiaoyao not only humiliates Wu Mingyue in public, saying that she is not worthy of herself.

Even the third prince was killed.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao even wants to enter panwuling.

No one can swallow this breath.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat and light. He said, "the third prince's fall is his due punishment, but the loss of Jun should be compensated."

Loss?

You can't beat me!

What did you lose?

No missing arms, no legs.

It's purely a mistake.

However, in the stalemate, an ancient and vicissitudes of voice slowly sounded from the depths of the palace.

"Forget it. Give the king's family a chance to enter panwuling."

Hearing the sound, Lord panwu's face changed!

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