Seeking self-preservation in troubled times is the instinct of every cultivator. No matter how high the cultivation level is, no matter how strong the strength is, it is difficult for a single person or a single sect to hold up a piece of the sky. Furthermore, any leader of a sect with a high level of cultivation will examine the pattern of the world. Under the storm, the situation is becoming more and more unstable, and it is necessary to seek support.

What is the Xuanling Capital? What is the place in the Imperial City? Although the time of the Empress has passed, the strongest time no longer exists. But it has become relatively free, at least the palace will not turn away men.

In addition to the empress, in this Xuanling Capital, and even in the entire Nine Xuantian Realm, it should be Nan Yao who is as famous as the empress. He was the first hero to lead all men in an uprising, and although he had been dormant for a long time, his prestige remained undiminished.

Regaining control of the Xuanling Capital, sitting in the palace, the majesty is back again. In addition, his current strength is very elusive, and the enchantments arranged inside and outside this palace are even more unfathomable, so he is the safest as a backer!

However, this natural idea is only what Nan Yao thinks. He didn't exactly know what all these cultivators were thinking in their hearts. But since he has already come to the imperial city, then he Nanyao will naturally not sit idly by.

With his hands behind his back, the golden light flashed around him, and he instantly put on the golden dragon robe. The eyes are extremely sharp, and it seems to be able to see through everyone's heart. This is the Imperial City, with the strongest enchantment, and every cultivator's realm here will be more or less suppressed. Of course, the more powerful the cultivator, the less realm he can suppress.

With his hands outstretched, he swept over everyone with an absolute high attitude, and then motioned for them to stand up: "Okay, since the heads of the sects have come from thousands of miles, they have trust in me. Then I promise you to protect you!"

With such a big breath, unconsciously, maybe even Nan Yao himself didn't notice that after becoming the emperor, becoming an absolute superior, and having absolute rights, his temperament is gradually changing.

He despises everything in his eyes, and he no longer puts anything in his heart. He is the ruler of a plane, not just a nation. Standing in this position, everyone has to bow down to him!

Next, the principals of each sect followed Emperor Nanyao into the palace, and the other retinues and disciples could only be arranged in a wide and huge courtyard, temporarily waiting for the emperor's orders.

But at least, within the confines of the Imperial Palace, within the sphere of influence of the Imperial Guards, everyone is safe, and everyone is at ease. Even the current calm makes people very unstable.

Imperial Palace, inside the Taiji Palace. Nan Yao sat on the throne, and the heads of many sects were on both sides. Respectful, without the slightest transgression. This largely gave Nan Yao enough superiority.

"Since you have chosen to be under my command, then everything must be subject to my commands. The times are turbulent, and we must put aside our past suspicions and unite with the outside world. Although there will definitely be a big move to flee from Luo now, as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to resist the invasion and protect our homeland well!"

The vast Nine Xuan Heaven Realm, not long after Nan Yao took control, of course he didn't want to be invaded so soon. The problem that had been struggling with it before, now that these sectarians have come, it seems that there is a solution.

Standing up, Nan Yao swept over everyone thoughtfully: "Since you are willing to take refuge, in order to show your sincerity, should you give something?"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts chuckled. But the matter has come to this point, and it is difficult to ride a tiger. So they all arched their hands and said: "If Your Majesty has any orders, even if you say it, as long as we can do it, we will do our best!"

The smile on the corner of his mouth continued to expand, and Nan Yao was very satisfied with this answer. Just as he was about to speak, a figure suddenly appeared outside the main hall: "Uncle Nanyao, you can't do this! What is the difference between you doing this and Liluo?"

His face sank, and his eyes became cold. Turned around suddenly: "Feiling, what are you talking nonsense? Do you know what I'm going to say? Random speculation, this is your duty as a royal inheritance?"

The figure flashed, and Feiling and Nan Yao faced each other. His gaze did not evade at all: "Uncle Nanyao, don't think I don't know what you want to do." This thing is absolutely not allowed, kill a thousand enemies, and lose eight hundred, why bother?"

Just when they are-for-tat and do not give in to each other, the situation on the other side is not optimistic. Many sect disciples had just moved into the other courtyard, but the sky quickly changed. The sky was shrouded in a gray mist.

Because of the existence of formations in the palace, the fog could not invade the interior, and it could not be detected for a while. But in the entire Xuanling Capital, the layer of fog on the periphery has not dispersed, and it is getting thicker and thicker.

"What's going on?Why is it suddenly so dark?What is this fog?It's so weird!" all the disciples gathered in the front yard square, looking at the sky in amazement.

Because of the accumulation of mist, the barrier set on the periphery actually opened automatically. This scene made everyone perceive: "It's not good, this is not an ordinary mist, it should contain severe poison, otherwise the enchantment will not be activated immediately!"

"What should we do now? none of us here has the strength to face this poisonous fog, we must quickly inform Your Majesty and the Sect Master, otherwise we will all finish playing together!"

The gray-black mist grew thicker and thicker, and soon blurred the vision. The guards at the gate of the annex wanted to go and report it. But as soon as he stepped out of the enchantment, the moment his body came into contact with the poisonous mist, he turned into ashes!

Seeing this scene, all the sect disciples were so frightened that they took a few steps back, their faces pale and ugly: "How could it be like this?

"Don't mess with yourself, this poisonous fog doesn't seem to be fully formed. We use our true qi to run our whole body, and then we condense a gang qi around our body, and everyone combines our strength and tries to rush out!"

But things are not as simple as they imagined, and this poisonous mist attack does not need to guess whose masterpiece it is. With the Xuanling Capital City as the center, within a radius of 100 miles, there is not a single grass under the invasion of poisonous fog.

Cultivators can naturally use their true qi to protect themselves, but the poisonous mist shrouds the sky, completely polluting the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, so it is constantly consumed, there is no chance of recovery, and it can only be a dead end after a long time!

Siamese, on top of an important altar. Liluo's hair was scattered, his face was full of strange runes, his hands were sealed, and the blood in the pool continued to swirl and condense into a whirlpool. Soon, a poisonous mist rose from it......

"Huh...... Hehe...... Let you look down on this seat! The so-called righteous path is nothing more than a bunch of big truths on the lips, but in fact they are doing some things like chickens and dogs, so what is there to be pretentious!"

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