Glancing at the corpses all over the ground, Tang Yinian snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
At this time, Yan Ruchen looked up at the main hall and said, "He seems to have escaped." ” Hearing this, Tang Yinian said calmly: "Don't worry, there is only one place he can hide now, and that is the Fire Dragon Altar."
Hearing the "Fire Dragon Altar", there was a faint memory in the smoke and dust.
She sneered and said, "Let's go over too, and see the lost dog."
Tang Yihua, who was seriously injured, fled to the Fire Dragon Altar with a roll.
Blood was spilled all the way.
Even if Yan Ruchen and others don't know where Tang Yihua will flee in the end.
The bloodstains he left behind also provide clues.
Seeing his father appear at the entrance of the altar in embarrassment, and there was not even a guard by his side, Tang Yuluo couldn't help but be taken aback.
From the entrance to the altar, there is a long stone staircase.
Tang Yihua rolled down directly from above.
A generation of martial saint powerhouses turned out to be so embarrassed Even if his father is ruthless to him on weekdays, he can't be unrighteous.
Just as she got up and tried to help her father up.
The elders, who had been sitting around the altar like dead people, suddenly got up and blocked Tang Yuluo.
"What are you doing here?"
Tang Yuluo raised his eyebrows and asked.
One of the elders said expressionlessly: "Please also ask the holy woman to sit back on the altar and not meddle in things."
"What do you mean by being nosy, he is my father, he is seriously injured at this time, how can I not save him when he dies," Tang Yuluo asked rhetorically.
After the elder glanced back, he snorted coldly, "In the past, he treated you like that, and you still wanted to save him."
Hearing this, Tang Yuluo was stunned again, she always felt that these people seemed a little strange, haven't they always been loyal to their father on weekdays, what is going on today "Sit back" A terrifying aura suddenly bloomed on the elder's body, suppressing Tang Yuluo.
Sitting on the altar, Tang Yuluo only felt as if his body was stuck on the altar, and he couldn't move.
Not only that, but she could feel that the power absorbed by the altar was more and more violent than before Tang Yihua gritted his teeth, stood up, and staggered towards the altar.
The few elders who had stood up before also sat back on the periphery of the altar, as if they hadn't seen Tang Yihua, ignoring him.
Even when he climbed onto the altar, the elders sitting near the altar recited the incantation to themselves, and no one got up or even opened their eyes.
Sitting beside Tang Yuluo, Tang Yihua breathed a long sigh of relief, only by staying here could he feel safe.
Immediately after, Tang Yihua's wry laughter sounded.
"I really never expected that the Great Elder would be a person from the Western Regions, hehe, I trust him so much on weekdays."
"No wonder he asked me to send most of the strong people in the country to guarantee Yunle's marriage to Diying, it turned out to be to give Yan Ruchen a chance to come in" "Now, the entire organs of the Ancient City of Yan Hell have been mastered by Tang Yinian, this time, it is very likely that our Tang family is going to be finished."
Tang Yihua said to himself, having said that, he did not regret letting Yun Leyuan marry Di Ying.
Tang Yuluo listened to his words, and although she wanted to respond to him, she found that she couldn't open her mouth at all.
However, from my father's words, it can be guessed that many of these elders are actually from the Western Regions.
After all, Tang Yinian was the Great Elder of the Fire Dragon Sect.
The person with the highest status other than the Sect Master.
And, historically, the Ancient Kingdom of Yanjiao was originally part of the Western Regions.
Later, the Tang family left Daqin, came here, occupied the ancient city of Yanjiao and renamed it.
If you think about it carefully, the Fire Dragon Sect originally belonged to the Western Regions At that moment, there was a creak, and the door to the altar was opened.
Tang Yinian's figure appeared in Tang Yihua's field of vision.
Yan Ruchen stood beside Tang Yihua, her face was cold, and there was a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, she slowly walked down the stone stairs, her eyes looked at the entire altar, and her face was full of gratifying expressions.
"It's finally back" Immediately afterwards, her gaze shifted to Tang Yihua and said, "It's a pity, Tang Yihua, the Fire Dragon Sect has never been involved in politics, nor does it care about idle matters, focusing on reviving the power of the altar and opening the Fire Dragon Sacrifice, so even if I kill you now, they won't care."
Tang Yihua's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at Yan Ruchen, but stared at Tang Yinian, and said, "Why don't I treat you well?"
Hearing this, Tang Yinian snorted coldly and said, "Old man, I am originally a person from the Western Regions, loyal to the God King of the Western Regions for generations, and has never changed, the reason why I promised you to become the deacon of the Fire Dragon Sect is just on the order of the God King."
"Is that so?"
After Tang Yihua smiled bitterly, he stood up abruptly and said sharply: "Even if you can kill me today, then how can you wait for the day when Yunle and Diying return, it will be the time of your destruction."
"Hahaha" Yan Ruchen couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said: "You are really confused, don't you know that the lord of the Desolate Heaven Ancient Kingdom, Emperor Ying, has been shot and killed, and now, most of the Desolate Sky City has been destroyed and reduced to ruins, I estimate that in less than half a month, the Desolate Sky Ancient Kingdom may cease to exist."
"How is that possible?"
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Hearing this, Tang Yihua trembled, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, with a look of disbelief: "Di Ying is dead, but there are two martial saint powerhouses next to him who are second only to the empress to protect his safety, how can he be shot?"
Tang Yinian and Yan Ruchen glanced at each other, and couldn't help but show sympathy.
It is indeed pitiful that an emperor can be stupid like this.
"Whether you believe it or not, you are all dead today, and as soon as you die, this ancient country of Yanhell will be over."
Yan Ruchen sneered, stretched out her hand, and the pale golden power of the Martial Saint flowed around her fingertips, like a flash of lightning, which was particularly dazzling.
She slowly approached Tang Yihua.
Tang Yihua kept retreating, and finally leaned on the dragon statue behind him.
Tang Yuluo was also very anxious, how she hoped that she could help her father, no matter how ruthless and unrighteous he was, he was also her father.
If she watched her father die in front of her, this would definitely become a shadow for Tang Yuluo that would cover her whole life "Abominable" She shifted her gaze to find that the elders had simply ignored what was happening in front of them, chanting the annoying incantation to themselves.
"No more."
The moment Yan Ruchen stepped onto the altar, a more violent suction force suddenly appeared, and at this moment, it could even be seen with the naked eye, there was a large amount of flame power, flowing from Tang Yuluo's body into the altar.
Tang Yuluo only felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker.
At this time, at the center of the eyebrows where the smoke was like dust, a flame mark burned up, like a beating elf.
On the other hand, Tang Yuluo, the flame on his forehead seems to have a tendency to disappear: