Great commercial capital.
In the sky above the palace, with the help of Qingshuang, Rakshasa breaks the sky.
In the void, Tao Yaoyao, clad in green light, stood quietly, her soul power burning, her cultivation extremely sublimated.
The whole world is attracting attention, the Six Realm Rakshasa is like a god, his immortal fighting spirit is fierce and dazzling.
Tao Yaoyao looked south, looking at the direction where the sword energy came from through the air, a look of longing flashed in his eyes.
Senior sister.
Junior sister received your gift.
Before I die, I can see your sword again, and I will have no regrets in this life.
That little guy is very good. When you come back, you will be very pleased to see his growth.
After his thoughts fell, Tao Yaoyao looked at the young figure in front of Fengtian Hall, with a gentle smile on his face.
After a moment, Tao Yaoyao withdrew his gaze, looked in the direction of Taixue Palace, bowed respectfully, and said, "Confucian leader, thank you very much!"
In the small wooden house in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Confucius was startled when he heard King Rakshasa's thanks. Soon, he seemed to understand something and shook his head helplessly.
Smart girl.
This time, his old man is going to be the target of public criticism.
Regardless, if there is any trouble, he will take care of it.
Just think of it as payment for that little guy.
"Xiao Ziye."
In the sky above the Royal Ancestral Hall, Tao Yaoyao saluted and said, "Tai Shang is in the Royal Ancestral Hall. In addition, there are forty-nine coffins in the Ancestral Hall..."
In the spotlight, Tao Yaoyao told Li Ziye in front of Fengtian Hall about the secret transmission of the royal family's ancestral hall, and he only told Li Ziye.
As for the head of Confucianism, it was up to him to decide whether her nephew wanted to say it or not, and she would not interfere.
In front of the royal ancestral hall, Emperor Shang looked at the woman above him, his hands clenched tightly, and murderous intent evident in his eyes.
King Rakshasa told the Confucian leader the secret of the ancestral hall!
Trouble!
If the Confucian leader knows about his ancestor, he probably won't sit idly by and ignore it.
At the same time, in the Heavenly Mandate Hall of the Western Regions, in front of the throne, the scholar looked to the east and frowned slightly.
Did King Rakshasa only tell the Confucian leader the secrets of the Dashang royal family?
After all, he was the King of Wu of Dashang. In the end, he still left three points of leeway for Dashang.
There is no doubt that the secrets deep within the Dashang Palace must never be exposed to the light. Otherwise, the Dashang Palace would not have deliberately concealed it.
such a pity.
The Rakshasa King did not disclose the secret therein to the public.
In front of Fengtian Palace, Li Ziye heard the voice transmission from his junior uncle, his heart was filled with waves, and his eyes were full of shock.
Taishang was indeed in the palace.
Also, what is the purpose of Taishang creating so much underworld?
"Xiao Ziye, this matter involves a lot, you decide how to handle it."
In the sky above the royal ancestral hall, Tao Yaoyao said through a message, "If you feel that this great merchant has become corrupt, then announce this matter to the public. By then, the great merchant royal family will definitely become the target of people all over the world, and all parties will come together to fight against it." Attack, of course, if you don’t want to make this matter public, that’s up to you, there’s only so much my uncle can do.”
Having said this, Tao Yaoyao seemed to have thought of something. She looked towards the south and said softly, "Senior Sister, if you can hear me, lend me another sword. Junior Sister still has some things to do."
After saying that, Tao Yaoyao said nothing more, looked south and waited quietly.
After three breaths.
At the end of the night, the second sword energy came through the air. The sword was majestic and endless, tearing through the void and arriving at the Dashang Palace.
As the sword energy entered his body, Tao Yaoyao's illusory body quickly solidified, and the Zhuxian sword energy that was about to dissipate was temporarily replenished.
"Thank you."
Tao Yaoyao said softly, looked at the royal ancestral hall below, stepped on it, and rushed in again.
There are too many underworlds here, and she must deal with some of them, otherwise, the little guy will have a hard time dealing with them in the future.
Soon, in the royal ancestral hall, the sound of fierce fighting sounded again, and the air waves shook, which seemed to be extremely fierce.
The royal family members who have transformed into the underworld are not unpowerful, but they seem to be so vulnerable in front of the Rakshasa King who has entered the Sixth Realm.
Screams came and went, one after another, and the dream of immortality was shattered. It was such a terrifying thing for those who longed for immortality.
About a quarter of an hour later, the fighting and screams stopped, and Tao Yaoyao's figure rushed out again. His body was almost completely transparent. It was obvious that his power was about to be completely exhausted.
The royal ancestral hall below was in shambles, with black blood spilled everywhere.
Many of the coffins had been opened or even destroyed.
At this moment, no one could be seen alive in the ancestral hall. All he could see were corpses everywhere.
"Xiao Ziye, that's all my junior uncle can do."
In the sky above the Royal Ancestral Hall, Tao Yaoyao looked at the calamity clouds rolling in the sky, said softly, then stepped into the air and continued to fly towards the sky.
The next moment, thousands of thunders surged above the sky. Countless thunders fell from the sky and struck the white-haired Rakshasa below.
There is no limit to borrowing time from heaven. At this time, the time has come, and the disaster has arrived as promised.
When the catastrophe arrives, Tao Yaoyao wields his sword to shake the sky and thunder. His fighting spirit is blazing and dazzling. He has done what he has to do. In the last moment of his life, he just wants to fight for the sky.
From the sky, thunder fell one after another, its power shook the sky and the earth, making the sky as bright as day.
Below, Tao Yaoyao did not dodge or dodge, blocking all the sky thunder head-on.
finally.
After the sixth level of thunder, the calamity clouds gradually dispersed in the sky and disappeared into smoke.
The clouds dissipate, and the first ray of sunlight shines on the world, driving away the coldness of the night.
Over the palace, Tao Yaoyao was bathing in the morning light, looking back at the world for the last time, feeling quite reluctant to leave.
I really want to see with my own eyes how far that little guy can grow in the future.
Unfortunately, there is no chance.
"Xiao Ziye, senior sister, we are destined to see you in the future!"
In the first ray of dawn, Tao Yaoyao's figure gradually dispersed. His white hair was three thousand feet long, and Yuan Chou seemed to be as long as her head.
In front of the Fengtian Palace, the four kings Kaixuan, Zhongwu, Guanshan and Donglin looked at the figures disappearing in the sky and bowed silently.
"Send to King Rakshasa!"
Li Garden, in the inner courtyard.
Seeing this, Hongzhu, Li Youwei and others also bowed.
"Farewell to King Rakshasa!"
At the same time, in the north of the Great Shang capital, in front of three thousand Rakshasa cavalry, Luo Xiao saw the scene above the Great Shang Palace, and his body was shaken. After a moment, he dismounted, punched his left chest heavily with his right fist, and leaned down to salute. He said, "Best farewell to my king!"
Behind them, three thousand Rakshasa cavalry also dismounted, bowed and said in unison, "Send me off to my king!"
The whole world is seeing each other, and in the sky above Dashang Palace, the white-haired beauty gradually disappears, and the glory of a lifetime is dazzling and unparalleled.
In front of the Fengtian Hall, Li Ziye watched his junior uncle leaving in the sky above the royal ancestral hall, tears lingering in his eyes. After a moment, he forced himself to endure it, bowed respectfully, and bid farewell silently.
"Congratulations to my little uncle!"
