"Fang Mo is dead, Heavenly Prison's remnants still don't kneel down to welcome the Holy Master?"
The dragon chariot of Zhao Heng was parked outside Heavenly Prison Gate, and the Black Dragon flag was blown by the wind. The remaining monks of Western Desert were dressed in blood-colored cassocks and gathered around the chariot to chant sutras, but all they chanted were the cries of resentful souls.
Old Yan stood on the gate tower, turning Boning Knife in his hand, and holding a Blood Fiend Pill on the tip of the knife.
"His Majesty, you shouted this once the day before yesterday, and again yesterday, and you are still shouting it today. Your voice is not tired?"
Zhao Heng is sitting in the dragon chariot, with jade powder on his face, but his eyes are all blue and black.
"Old Yan, you are just an old dog in Heavenly Prison, how dare you talk to me?"
Old Yan grins.
"Dogs are also divided into guard dogs and homeless dogs. His Majesty Do you want to guess which one you are?"
Next to the dragon chariot, an Western Desert old monk raised his withered hand, Prayer Beads broke with a snap, and the beads fell to the ground, each one turning into a baby's skull.
"Amitabha, Benefactor has a hard mouth. After death, your tongue can enter Blood Lotus Lamp."
Li Mingyue stood on the other side of the gatehouse, with the broken Spring Embroidered Saber lying in front of him.
"Great Thunderclap Temple is gone, how can you still recite Buddha's name?"
The old monk raised his eyes.
"Female Benefactor, you were there during the Western Desert battle. Fang Mo destroyed me Buddhist Kingdom, killed me Living Buddha, and cut off my inheritance. Today, the poor monk came to take him Heavenly Prison, which is considered the return of karma."
Li Mingyue's hand holding the knife slowly tightened, and the Demon Suppression Division old lines remaining on the knife edge turned dark red by the Blood Fiend Array light.
"You use children to make lanterns and extract the souls of believers to offer to Buddha. Is this worthy of talking about cause and effect?"
Zhao Heng sneered, "Li Mingyue, you are Demon Suppression Division Battalion Commander, and I gave you a chance to turn back. As long as you open Heavenly Prison, I can forgive your sin of betraying the Lord."
Li Mingyue looked towards the dragon chariot.
"Who am I carrying?"
Zhao Heng's face darkened.
Li Mingyue said, "Demon Suppression Division kills demons and protects the human world, not your Dragon Throne. You brought Demon to the door of Heavenly Prison and asked me to look back?"
Old Yan patted the brick edge of the gate.
"Commander Li These are tough words, and the old man likes to hear them."
Zhao Heng raised his hand, and a Imperial Guards general wearing golden armor came forward from behind.
"Old Yan, Mo Qianshan have been locked up in Dongshi by my National Fortune, Iron Bull has been dragged underground by Western Desert Half-step Dharma Aspect, no matter how strong Heavenly Prison Blood Fiend Array is, I can't protect you for long."
Old Yan squinted and looked at the dark figures outside the city.
"His Majesty The news is quite accurate, who delivered it?"
Zhao Heng smiled.
"Do you think that after Fang Mo leaves, everyone at Heavenly Prison will be willing to follow you Rebellion? I am the emperor, and there are always smart people in Heavenly Prison."
In the shadow of the gatehouse, Wumian came out carrying a skinned corpse and threw the corpse to the bottom of the city with a bang.
Old Yan looked down at Zhao Heng.
"His Majesty is talking about this?"
Zhao Heng The smile on his face stopped.
Wumian said hoarsely, "I want to open West Third Road Array Eye, but I still have Palace's golden ticket in my mouth."
Old Yan clicked his tongue.
"It's a pity that Qian Dagui is not here, otherwise I could help him check the quality."
Western Desert The old monk raised his hand, and seventeen masters behind him stepped forward at the same time. The auras of the three Divine Treasure Realm pressed against the gate tower. The Half-step Dharma Aspect monk put his hands together, and the shadow of the blood lotus floated behind him.
"Have you dragged enough?"
Old Yan threw Blood Fiend Pill into his mouth and chewed it up, leaving his mouth full of Blood Light.
"Who are you dragging? Dragging you?"
Half-step Dharma Aspect monk said, "You are waiting for Fang Mo."
Old Yan smiled and said, "Then what are you afraid of?"
Zhao Heng suddenly slapped the armrest of the dragon chariot.
"Fang Mo can't come back! Penglai Immortal Alliance has intercepted him, Immortal Alliance Leader personally left the border, surrounded and killed him in seven caves, and Impure River Remnant Bone restrained him, why should he come back?"
It was quiet on the gatehouse.
Li Mingyue raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Heng with a cold tone.
"You put your hopes on the Immortal Alliance?"
Zhao Heng said coldly, "I am suppressing the general trend of the world. No matter how crazy Fang Mo is, he is just one person. Imperial Power, Buddhism, Immortal Alliance, Three Seas, Northern Border, who will tolerate him?"
Old Yan Lower your head and wipe the knife to clean the Blood Fiend Pill residue on the blade.
"His Majesty, what you said sounds very satisfying."
Zhao Heng asked, "Why are you laughing?"
Old Yan raised his head, all the wrinkles on his face were squeezed out.
"I laugh at you for always thinking you are outnumbered."
Half-step Dharma Aspect The monk raised his hand.
"Break the door."
The phantom of the blood lotus opened, and dense bloody hands stretched out from the lotus petals, grabbing at Heavenly Prison Gate.
Boom!
The first sound of knocking on the door sounded, the Blood Fiend Array pattern in the cracks of the doorway's bricks lit up, the Blood Pool fuel left by Mo Qianshan was ignited, and the Crimson beam of light rose into the sky.
Zhao Heng shouted, "Continue!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bloody hands were slapped on the prison door again and again. The jailer behind the door was shocked to the point of bleeding from the mouth and nose, but no one retreated.
Iron Bull's voice came from the underground passage.
"Old Yan, we're done killing them below."
Zhao Heng's face changed.
The ground cracked, and Iron Bull dragged out half of Western Desert Half-step Dharma Aspect's body, with flesh and blood still hanging on the hammer.
Iron Bull looked up at the dragon chariot.
"This one can't be beaten."
Old Yan laughs.
"His Majesty, your people were slow to report the news."
Zhao Heng stood up and Dragon Robe swept over the jade cup on the table with his sleeves.
"Trash, a bunch of trash!"
Western Desert The old monk's face turned gloomy.
"Kill Iron Bull first."
The three Divine Treasure Realm turned around at the same time, and the three killing moves of Blood Light, Foyin and Heisha fell towards Iron Bull.
Iron Bull was about to block the attack when he raised his hammer when a sound of shouting suddenly came from the sky above Heavenly Prison.
Space splits.
A dark gold chain poked out first, with a withered human head hanging at the end of the chain.
The face of the human head was blown by the wind and turned towards the dragon chariot, with the empty eye sockets facing Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng Seeing that face clearly, the jade seal in his hand fell onto the chariot with a snap.
"Immortal Alliance Leader?"
Old Yan raised his head, Boning Knife almost slipped out of his hand, but was caught by him again.
"Master?"
In the gap, Fang Mo stepped out with one step, Nian Nu'er's black skirt behind her was like water, Demon Embryo was holding Immortal Alliance Leader's head, and his chest Azure-Gold Patterns was rotating slowly.
Li Mingyue looked at him, and the hand holding the knife finally relaxed.
"You're back."
Fang Mo landed in front of Heavenly Prison Gate, Prison Suppressor Patterns spread out under his feet, and Western Desert's chanting of the monks was suppressed into chaos.
"Hmm."
Zhao Heng pointed at him and moved his lips several times.
"How could you come back? Where is Penglai? Where is Liang Qingwei? Where are the seven caves?"
Nian Nu'er raised his hand, and Nine Nether Black Water lifted Immortal Alliance Leader's head into the air.
"His Majesty has so many questions, I will answer one for you."
She pointed her fingertips and the head turned half a circle in the air.
"Penglai is trapped. The leader of the alliance is dead. The seven caves are on their knees and useless. Liang Qingwei is now busy guarding the door for the leader."
Old Yan whistled on the gatehouse.
"You're so generous this time, I used Immortal Alliance Leader's head as a gift."
Fang Mo looked at Zhao Heng.
"I heard you came to break down my door?"
Zhao Heng stepped back, his knees hit the dragon chariot table, and he almost fell back.
"Fang Mo, I am the Great Qian emperor. If you dare to touch me, everyone in the world will turn against you."
Fang Mo said, "Where are all the people in the world?"
Zhao Heng looked at the Forbidden Army behind him, but no one dared to step forward.
Fang Mo asked again, "Where are your people?"
Western Desert The old monk said in a deep voice, "Fang Mo, Buddhism The blood debt must be repaid today."
Fang Mo didn't look at him and only said to Demon Embryo, "Try them."
Demon Embryo The light core in the chest lit up, and six chains swam out from the ground.
Western Desert The old monk raised Blood Lotus Lamp.
"Form up!"
Nian Nu'er walked out from the side of Fang Mo, the lines at the end of his blue eyes lit up.
"My lord, these bald donkeys are divided into half of the poor family?"
Fang Mo said, "Don't leave anyone alive."
Nian Nu'er smiled.
"Poor families know this best."