Chapter 2012

It's the Imperial Palace, after all.

The internal space here is quite large.

Even in the process of Xu Yang, he is always releasing his strong mental power to the surrounding, constantly searching for the road hidden in the dark, and still almost lost here.

More importantly, Xu Yang soon found that all the original guard sequences inside the palace had been forcibly changed by the disciples of the dark forces.

The last time Xu Yang took long Kun and Qing Ya into the Imperial Palace, Xu Yang had quietly engraved the regional position of the whole Imperial Palace in his mind through his spiritual power.

As well as the layout of the guard group once owned here, it now conflicts with all the contents branded in Xu Yang's memory.

The reason for this situation is that after the fake emperor left the palace and went to the front line of the Empire, all the internal affairs of the imperial palace were controlled by the sacrificial master alone.

It is also the meaning of sacrifice to disturb the original order of all the military guards in the palace.

In the final analysis, he made such a big project in order to create as much trouble as possible for Xu Yang.

Obviously, his goal has been achieved.

Before the change, Xu Yang would not hesitate to use his supreme power to raze the Imperial Palace, and all the troubles would be solved.

But now he had too many worries, there was no way to cut the mess so quickly.

Because these dark disciples and those who controlled their sacrifice behind the scenes, the means they used exceeded Xu Yang's evaluation of their bottom line value.

These people are unscrupulous, as long as they can achieve their goals, they will even bury millions of people in the whole empire without hesitation.

In the face of these ferocious guys, Xu Yang must slow down his pace, or even if he can eventually take all these people out of the pot, I'm afraid he will pay a greater price.

He really doesn't want those innocent people to be involved in this war for no reason.

"Well?"

At the moment, Xu Yang is carrying the woman in red with Nangong, Xuanguang and lanling'er towards the end of the longer path of the imperial palace.

Xu Yang's spiritual strength is so strong that he can predict the actions of the disciples of the dark forces around him in advance, adjust the direction of their movement in time, and reduce the pressure on several members of the team.

Unconsciously, several people have come to the end of the main road leading to the backyard of the imperial palace. Just in a dark corner in front of them, a very powerful martial arts atmosphere suddenly spreads out, which arouses Xu Yang's special attention.

"Go and have a look. Banxian fortune teller, everything with fate.

The front several benefactors, might as well ask me to show you the face, to test the fortune

All of a sudden, an old Taoist voice came out from the dark corner.

Xu Yang gently raised his hand, a slightly drunk fire slowly rose, for a few people around to light up the vision of the end of the road.

If I really saw an old man in a Taoist robe, with his legs up, caressing his white beard and half squinting his eyes, it seemed that he had been waiting for Xu Yang for a long time.

"Did you make a mistake? Did you come to the imperial palace to set up a stall for divination?

Don't tell me this old man is also a member of your Presbyterian group! "

Xu Yang was a little helpless. Why did Xindao, the so-called first martial power in the Empire, have so many wonderful flowers?

Hearing Xu Yang's bad tone, Nangong and Xuanguang, who were about to make peace, instinctively shut their mouths.

Instead, the woman in red on Xu Yang's back showed a smile and gently opened her mouth along Xu Yang's ear: "you are really the most intelligent and handsome man in the world.

This old immortal is one of the seven members of our Presbyterian group. Don't take this old man as a good man. He is a famous liar in our group. He is willing to give a divination to whoever he catches.

If you catch up with him in a good mood, I'm sure I'll be able to count you a signing.

If he has any bad luck today, the hexagram he has worked out for you must be worse than himself. "

faces the woman in the back, and does not wait for Xu Yang to make complaints about herself. The little old man in the corner smiles. Even did not see what action his body has, Lao Dao himself has come to Xu Yang with a white brush in his hand.

No matter whether he is an old liar or not, at least the strength of this old guy has reached the level of martial god without doubt. " "Dead girl, that's not true. I think you are still dressed in red in the inner courtyard of the palace. There must be a disaster today.

Why don't you come in and let me help you to calculate the hexagram carefully! Maybe I can help you break this picture. " The old man was still talking.

At the same time, his hands gently shake, inadvertently released a very strong, can confuse the mind of the special smoke.Xu Yang sneered, and at a glance he saw that the old man had some means that he could not get on the stage.

At the foot of a fierce shock, the release of a strong incomparable martial arts atmosphere, directly the eye-catching fog all sent back. Just this slight action made the old loss reporter stare at him.

Then he couldn't help smiling at Xu Yang.

"I said that you guys really held on to the thighs of outsiders. No wonder your reverence asked me to wait for you here, and told me in advance to count a divination for each of you! Because I'm afraid it's the last time in your life to do divination. "

It can be seen that the old man was also controlled by the dark forces behind the scenes.

But Xu Yang soon found out that the strength of the immortal old man seemed to be stronger than those of the elders behind him.

At least there was no blood red color in his pupils.

This shows two situations. First, the strength of the old man's soul world is one level higher than those of the other martial gods of Changyun Tianzong. Second, the evil thoughts inside the old man's soul world should not be released by the puppets of the level of the golden robed believers, but probably by the priest himself.

It may be more difficult than before to help the old man find his true self.

However, for Xu Yang, it is just to increase the difficulty of some games.

He put down the woman in red behind him. Soon a serious gesture appeared on his face, and he looked at the old man in front of him.