Almost no one present thought that Wangchen would kill Lanshan, because everyone in the Danqing Palace knew that Wangchen and Lanshan were extremely loving and even went out to experience it, and both of them went out together.

Although, there are rumors in the world that Lanshan is not worthy of Wangchen.

But Wangchen didn't care at all, and even the people of the Danqing Palace saw it, and it became a good story in the Danqing Palace. In addition, the people of the Danqing Palace believed that Wangchen was open and honest, so they would not believe that Wangchen forced Lanshan to death.

It can also be said that Xuanyuan Hao can't wash it even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

"Everyone in the nine provinces knows that it is open and honest?" Hong Xingxianer sneered beside him: "Despicable and shameless, and sanctified. I believe that because Xuanyuan Hao and I accidentally discovered what he did, they wanted to kill us to silence us. You came here and pretended to be revenge on your wife. But you, such a person, are said to be open and honest, disgusting..."

"Xian'er, it's useless to say more!" Xuanyuan Hao spoke. He knew very well that no one would believe them here except Ye Qinghuang. The blame was taken and the explanation was useless.

Xuanyuan Hao knew very well that even if it was spread to Jiuzhou, no one would believe them.

After all, Wangchen is a person from the list of wise men in the Jiuzhou Province and is very famous.

"Kill!" Suddenly, Wangchen stepped forward and his momentum burst out, and suddenly he pressed towards Xuanyuan Hao. The power of the great sage suppressed the world, and Xuanyuan Hao suddenly groaned.

However, it is not difficult to see from this that Wangchen no longer gives Xuanyuan Hao the chance to talk to Hong Xingxianer.

Moreover, no one was surprised when Wangchen killed Xuanyuan Hao, just because he was avenging his wife.

"Wangchen, you dare!" Ye Qinghuang Lian stepped forward and stood in front of Xuanyuan Hao. Seeing this, Wangchen immediately withdrew his sword: "Saint, what do you want to do? Can you die for him?"

"I order you to put down the sword!" Ye Qinghuang's temperament was cold, like an iceberg, which made Wangchen's eyes cold. The more Ye Qinghuang was like this, the more he Wangchen wanted Xuanyuan Hao to die.

So Wangchen said coldly: "He killed Lanshan!"

"Sister Lanshan, did he kill him? I think you, Wangchen, know more than anyone else!" Ye Qinghuang looked at Wangchen with a cold look at Wangchen. Since Xuanyuan Hao said that Wangchen forced Lanshan to death, in Ye Qinghuang's opinion, that was Wangchen forced Lanshan to death.

No one knows Xuanyuan Hao better than Ye Qinghuang.

"Saint!" Xiao Lian looked at Ye Qinghuang with beautiful eyes and said, "Senior Brother Wangchen is avenging Senior Sister Lanshan, why bother..."

"Is there any qualification to speak here?" Ye Qinghuang looked at Xiao Lian and snorted coldly, which made Xiao Lian's eyes look cold, but so what, Ye Qinghuang is a saint who is tall and above.

"Qinghuang!" But at this moment, Mu Qing, the leader of the Danqing Palace, spoke: "When I came, the palace master gave me some instructions. You must listen to me in everything. Now that Xuanyuan Hao killed Lanshan, it is common sense that Wangchen avenged Lanshan, and you shouldn't stop him!"

"Xuanyuan Hao did not kill him, there is something strange about this!" Ye Qinghuang stood in front of Xuanyuan Hao and did not move. Wangchen looked at Ye Qinghuang and said, "This person is good at disguising. Please don't be deceived by him on the surface!"

Wangchen kept saying: "I am the fifth person on the list of wise men in Jiuzhou. Everyone knows that you think that you will wrongly accuse these two ants with my identity? What's more, if I don't kill him today, Lanshan will die with her eyes open. Moreover, this incident spread to Jiuzhou. Could it be that I, Wangchen, have no ability to avenge my wife?"

"Can you kill him, kill me first?" Ye Qinghuang's beautiful eyes were cold.

"Saint..." Wangchen was speechless. He didn't expect Ye Qinghuang to die for Xuanyuan Hao. In his opinion, Ye Qinghuang was the saint of the Painting Palace, and sooner or later he would feel that Xuanyuan Hao was not worthy of her.

But, what about now?

"It's been sixty thousand years!" But at this moment, a voice sounded from this space, and it was filled with an unparalleled bleakness: "Dong Sheng, you are so cruel. In order to inherit the inheritance, you are buried here!"

The sound rushed into the sky and shook the minds of everyone present.

Wow~

In an instant, the entire space changed, lifeless, and the vast world filled with black fog for a moment, making the space seem to have fallen into hell.

"What's going on?" The powerful men in the Danqing Palace looked frightened and their eyes swept. However, after being shrouded in black fog, the visibility was only a hundred meters away. Even if the martial arts practitioners had sharp eyes, they still couldn't penetrate the fog.

Soon, a terrifying aura condensed here, virtual figures, green eyes, slowly wandering here, like resentful spirits, looking at their creepy.

Burial Emperor.

All the people buried here are the Human Emperor, and they have reached the title level. The transparent phantoms are all a ray of resentment left by the Human Emperor after his death. Even so, the emperor's power is still irresistible.

The ruins of the Wanhuang are the tombs of the Wanhuang.

At this moment, the expressions of everyone in the Danqing Palace changed. Even Mu Qing was not included, because he felt that the heavy black fog filled this space was filled with extremely depressing oppressive power.

"Who are you?" At this moment, a phantom stared at them in the sky, and Mu Qing immediately spoke: "We are waiting for the people from the Danqing Palace!"

"Danqing Palace, I haven't heard of it!" The voice was so cold that Mu Qing's body trembled slightly, but the phantom continued, "Did you come for this inheritance?"

"This..." Mu Qing looked ashen.

When Xuanyuan Hao and Hong Xingxianer saw this, they were also trembling in their hearts. Burial Emperor, did these human emperors die because of the remains of the saint? And burial bones for 60,000 years, so where is the remains of the saint?

Xuanyuan Hao thought to himself, if the Wanhuang was buried here, can they still go out alive?

"I can't get the Dongsheng inheritance, and you can't wait for it, and you can't even imagine it!" The phantom green eyes looked down at the crowd below: "Since you're here, let's sleep with us here!"

Buzz ~

The sound fell, the cold wind blew, and the temperature dropped sharply. Suddenly, everyone present was shrouded in a breath of death, and tens of thousands of emperor will army surrounded this side.

"Let's go!" At this moment, Mu Qing gave the order, and his big hand grabbed Ye Qinghuang and stepped on the air.

Ye Qinghuang is the saint of the Danqing Palace. In Mu Qing's eyes, she is more important than anyone else. She walked away in an instant and wanted to tear the space and escape, but she found that there was no space here at all!"

"Kill and kill~"

A series of extremely resentful voices roared in this space, and murderous thoughts enveloped everything. The army of tens of thousands of emperors came in this direction, and the aura of destruction continued to erupt.

Bang bang ~

Suddenly, several people's bodies turned into a mass of blood mist, and the bones remained.

Seeing this, the others in the Danqing Palace looked desperate. Even though the tens of thousands of human emperors here were transformed by a ray of will, they were still not wise kings who could compete with them.
Chapter completed!