There is only one possibility for Emperor Taiqing to let go, which is to let Luo Qian and King Xing decide the winner as soon as possible. It is like a boxing match, without the constraints of various rules, the battle will end in a short period of time. The reason why His Majesty did this only means that he can't wait.

Although Feng Zilei didn't know why, it was almost certain that Your Majesty had not had much time. Immortals were not immortal. When they reached a certain level of power, countless immortal tribulations would appear. The greater the power, the greater the power of the immortal tribulations. According to each person's cultivation and character, they were divided into various categories. No one could guarantee that they would not encounter a unique immortal tribulations.

His Majesty the Taiqing Emperor probably has reached the point where he triggered the infinite immortal tribulation, but almost all immortals know that there are some ways to drag the immortal tribulation. Even so, the more you drag it back, the stronger the immortal itself is, and the greater the power of the infinite immortal tribulation. Unless you have a status like the Immortal Emperor, ordinary people will not find a way to drag their infinite immortal tribulation.

Feng Zilei guessed that the Taiqing Emperor's deadline was approaching, so he couldn't wait to choose a successor. His Majesty Taiqing Emperor could no longer control the situation. Feng Zilei quickly discovered profitable loopholes with the cleverness of a businessman. This is an opportunity, and it is very likely that it is his only chance...

Luo Qian could almost smell the smell of horse thieves outside the Zhenhua Source. The caravans traveled significantly in the past two days, and the tourists also dropped sharply by 30%. Luo Qian didn't have to think about what happened. He really couldn't figure out why Emperor Taiqing would let King Xing be so arrogant? King Xing wanted to seize the position under his butt. What does it have to do with me, Luo Qian? But if King Xing ascended the throne, he would definitely be his first goal to eradicate. What a fat sheep Gun, if he was King Xing, he would not let Luo's house go.

If someone observes carefully, he will find that the number of tourists entering Luoshi Genting every day has not decreased. On the contrary, every ten people enter, one or two people will disappear into the crowd. However, such a small proportion is definitely not visible to those who are interested.

The Fuyuanji guy hid aside and watched Luo's Genting, but he was unwilling to stand blatantly at the gate of the Genting, and could only hide and peep. People who didn't know what was going on, thought he had some special hobbies. He did not notice that Luo's Genting was like a monster, constantly devouring the population.

There are many hidden places in the huge Luo Family Genting. Lu Zhen looked at Luo Qian in front of him and said, "The 800 masters of demon cultivators have arrived. You can tell me what you want to do." Luo Qian nodded: "It's nothing. The defense barrier of Luo Family Genting is extremely strong. They must not be able to attack. Where I need you is not defense but counterattack." Lu Zhen's eyes lit up. Luo Qian is no longer the young boy he used to be. After years of experience, he has been in chaos and has already become a general.

"I made another batch of magic cannons you gave me last time, and a total of 200 were allocated to you for use. Your men are strong and powerful, and you don't have to do anything. You just need to wait for my orders and fight bravely and never be ruthless." Lu Zhen nodded. Will the magic cultivator be ruthless? What a joke.

The Yin family did not expect that these horse thieves would dare to put their ideas on their heads, but Yin Quanyin felt something was wrong in his heart. However, he had already stood in Luo Qian's camp, and it was impossible to withdraw now. The Yin family's generals were ready to rub their hands. No one dared to stroke the Yin family's beard for a long time, and they were also a little impatient.

The old man of the Yin family asked for help from the heavenly court, but was put on the pretext. Yin Quanyin quietly asked for help from his father-in-law, but before he could finish his words, Yun Lang had already handed him over to five hundred generals.

Yin Quanyin is not a person who is unfaithful. His 700 generals, plus the 500 people who were supported by Lao Taishan, were united in one place to be ready. If Zhenhuayuan is so large, it is impossible to guard everywhere. Yin Quanyin controls all the living forces in his hands, first surrounding Yin's house, and secondly, killing invading horse thieves. As for those merchants, Yin Quanyin can only ask them to ask for blessings.

The horse thieves came in full force, and it was reported that their troops were at least three thousand. This was the elite force in King Xing's hands, and their combat power was not worse than the regular immortal soldiers of the Heavenly Court. The Yin family and Luo family were in the same place, and there were also four thousand elite soldiers and generals, which was not inferior to the horse thieves. Moreover, Luo Qian believed that the Luo family was as solid as a rock. If he could not win in such a situation, it could only be said that the Luo family was destroyed.

The dawn sunlight is like a golden whisk in the fairy's hand, sweeping softly across people, awakening you but not making you angry. On the five cloud towers on the top of Luo's clouds, there is a sentry standing at the highest point. The sentry had just changed posts, and some sleepy sentries rubbed their eyes and saw a black tide.

The torrent of steel flowed through the streets and alleys and rushed towards the Roche Genting.

The harsh gong sounded, and the entire Luo family's clouds immediately entered a highly tense state of war. Xiao Xiangzi slapped a piece of top-grade fairy jade into a formation, and a buzzing sound like a bowstring sounded over the clouds. Huge metal tracks shone with the light of the rising sun, rolling out without dead angles, and the magic cannon of the track without dead angles!

Luo Qian spared no expense and added another set to Luo Family Genting. It was precisely because of this system that Luo Qian confirmed that Luo Family Genting is solid.

The horse thieves dressed in black and black armor, abandoned their war horses in the street fighting, and rushed up like rushing. They divided their troops to guard the main streets to prevent the Yin family from sending troops to reinforce. Every time the black torrent flowed through a street, they would become a little smaller. Under the Luo family's cloud top, there were only a thousand people.

The horse thieves rushed up in a swarm, and the demon cannon without dead angles spit out flames and licked black life ruthlessly. Arrows on the top of the clouds fell on the ground like locusts, and they inserted into the pile of dead people like grass. The skilled art cultivator was hidden among the five cloud towers, and released high-level spells from a high point. Thunder, lightning, rain, and hail smashed the enemies below into meat pie one by one. The cloud tower was covered with oval transparent barriers, supported by powerful immortal jade formations. Some horse thieves also used magic to fight back and landed on the barrier, as if raindrops hit the glass, making only a crackling sound, and they were unable to break through the defense of the barrier.

As soon as they came into contact, the horse thief fell down in pieces like wheat under a long sickle. Under Luo's cloudtop, in just a short time, the black-armored warrior lying all over the ground.

Luo Qian looked at the battle with satisfaction. Before his artillery troops were dispatched, they had already killed the horse thief. He couldn't help but feel a little proud. Luo Qian would not make the mistake of not killing the snake. He turned his head slightly and said to the solemn Lu Zhen behind him: "Prepare to attack." Lu Zhen turned around without saying a word. Although he obeyed Luo Qian's mobilization now, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about this person being stepped on by himself.

The eight hundred demon cultivators sacrificed their magic weapons together, including swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, all kinds of. A stream of demonic energy spread over the clouds, and the horse thieves outside could clearly feel this power. The horse thieves who had reached the limit of their mental endurance whistled and fled in all directions. The black torrent was like water receding, and all of them were seeping into the sand. The orbital demon cannon at Luo's clouds revealed a thin crack, and the eight hundred demon cultivators seemed to be warriors from the death world, killing silently. Lu Zhen took the lead, with two silver-wire fist gloves on both hands, flashing with starlight. A red tassel gun on his head hovered, like a radar antenna.

The eight hundred demon cultivators were unstoppable, and they swept across the streets like a hurricane. None of the horse thieves who escaped slowly were spared. Three thousand horse thieves entered the Zhenhua Source, and one or two of them escaped. Lu Zhen rushed to cover up the Zhenhua Source, and chased them all the way to the vast grassland.

Luo Qian watched the eight hundred demon cultivators disappear from his sight, and an ominous premonition arose inexplicably - his spiritual sense has always been very sensitive - Luo Qian's heart skipped a beat. How could the elite of the Awakening King be so vulnerable? What's more, three thousand people knocked on the city, and even large-scale siege magic weapons were not equipped. This clearly made these three thousand people die!

Luo Qian waved: "Cao Lei, bring the artillery troops and go out with me." Luo Qian's 300 artillery soldiers are not the heavy and heavy army of the lower realm. Although the magic cannon is powerful, it is very light. Luo Qian equipped each person with a slightly larger storage space, which not only can store magic cannons, but also can store more magic energy crystals as ammunition. In addition, each person has a fifth-level immortal beast Chaotianxiao as a riding beast. Its speed is so fast that it can be called the most sensitive artillery unit in history.

Lu Zhen was so angry that the silver fist clamped his spine. The feeling of the chef crushing his fists with his face was like a chef using his fists and his meticulous scent, which made Lu Zhen, the future leader of the demon cultivator, unable to help but stick out his tongue and lick the enemy standing on his lips. It was fishy and salty, with an indescribable sweetness, or the demon cultivator was born a bloodthirsty god of killing. When Lu Zhen looked back at his subordinates, he found that each of them was covered in armor and blood, but there was no tiredness in his eyes, but he kept flashing with a vigorous fighting spirit.

"Kill!" The red tassel shot through the body of a fleeing horse thief like a sharp arrow. The dark red plasma oil soaked the strong body of the big gun. With a "hiss", Lu Zhen sucked a mouthful of water, and the big gun rod also sucked blood into his body at the same time. The red tassel shook in the wind and became more and more colorful.

"Long!" The earth shook suddenly, and then the broken sand on the ground jumped up like soybeans. The demon cultivators were extremely excited after the fierce battle. Although they knew that this was a signal of the arrival of a powerful enemy, they were not afraid at all. Lu Zhen roared to the sky, and the eight layers of treasure flames were spreading behind him like a peacock spreading his tail. He shone brightly. He actually broke through his limit in the bloodthirsty battle and reached the level of an eighth-level immortal!
Chapter completed!