In the pitch-black Imperial Capital of Beiliang, a miracle came, and golden rays of light covered the earth.
Queen An Lan, who was standing next to Chu Xiu, had her pupils shrunk and was shocked beyond words.
In the palace.
Emperor Beiliang, who had been hiding in a side hall, looked at the golden body that looked like a giant spirit coming to the world, and his lips trembled.
God!
How can one become so huge?
This must be the coming of a god!
Emperor Beiliang fell into extreme panic, and two thoughts came to his mind:
God, slept with my queen? God, are you coming to accuse me?
All the maids, eunuchs, and concubines in the palace were kneeling on the ground, either in fear or uneasy, praying devoutly, or following the crowd in panic...
Similarly, when they saw Chu Xiu's golden spiritual body, the expressions in their eyes were gradually replaced by awe.
Most of the people in the city were kneeling on the ground, ranging from piety to fear.
Underground in the palace, in the secret palace.
The golden aura, unstoppable, penetrated directly through the ground and shone in this secret palace.
Inspector Huang's whole body seemed to be frozen.
spirit!
In the first moment, he was sure that the huge golden figure covering the entire palace belonged to the spiritual body of Mr. Thirteen.
This made him unable to calm down, and he even felt a bit of panic in his heart.
At this moment, feeling the dazzling and vastness of the golden spiritual light, he completely understood why the four old guys from the Liman Tribe capsized in the gutter.
Who dares to compete with such a powerful spirit?
"If you place your spirit on something, I'm afraid I have no chance of winning, old slave." Huang Dajian calmed down.
Although attaching his spirit to an object allows him to exert more strength, the spirit body and the puppet's jade body cannot perfectly fit 100% after all.
When fighting against Mr. Thirteen, he will definitely find a flaw.
But if you can't have a spirit in your body, your body is already rotten, and the strength you can exert is really limited.
Inspector Huang frowned, feeling vaguely in a dilemma.
He raised his eyes and looked upward. Naturally, his sight could not penetrate the ground, but his perception had clearly surveyed the situation around Chu Xiu.
"Placing love and justice is not necessarily a good thing." Huang Daejian's perception fell on Queen Anlan and he whispered to himself.
At this moment, Queen An Lan and Chu Xiu were standing very close to each other.
"court death."
A whisper sounded in this underground palace.
next moment.
Inspector Huang's face froze.
In just a moment, he actually lost his perception of Queen An Lan.
The golden aura around him became more and more intense, and Superintendent Huang knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death.
Boom~!
A roar echoed throughout the entire palace.
Huang Dajian's body directly broke through the underground palace, broke through the ground, rushed straight up, and sat cross-legged in the void, facing Chu Xiu from a distance.
"Are you Director Huang?" Chu Xiu asked indifferently, still holding his hands behind his back.
"What a perfect body." Huang Daejian looked at Chu Xiu's body and couldn't help but admired it.
"Original, naturally perfect." Chu Xiu said lightly.
Supervisor Huang smiled, looked at Chu Xiu, and asked, "Can things get better now?"
"You commit suicide here. I'll turn around and leave without disturbing the Northern Liang royal family." Chu Xiu said.
"How about... this old slave helps you destroy the Northern Liang royal family, and you spare my life?" Supervisor Huang suggested warmly.
"You bastard old bastard!" Emperor Beiliang, who had been hiding in the side hall, heard Superintendent Huang's voice and couldn't help but cursed in anger.
Chu Xiu stared at Superintendent Huang, "Since you have no respect for the Northern Liang royal family, why have you been hiding here?"
"Mr. Thirteen is used to being rich and noble, and he doesn't understand the sufferings of the world." Huang Daejian sighed, "This is the Northern Liang Palace. Whatever cultivation resources I want, the Northern Liang emperors of all generations can get them for me. If I don't stay here, Where else can I stay here?
Mr. Thirteen, for this old slave, can you name a better hiding place than Beiliang Palace? "
Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment.
He almost forgot that this old guy was an old eunuch. Hiding underground in the palace was naturally better than anywhere else.
"I don't understand very well." Chu Xiu looked at Superintendent Huang, "With the Northern Liang Emperor helping you, even if you don't participate in this matter, in the future, if Tianji Pavilion masters the method of rebirth of severed limbs, you can completely trade with Tianji Pavilion... "
Supervisor Huang shook his head, "Tianji Pavilion is not so kind. If they help people regenerate their limbs, they will definitely help their own people first, then people who are useful to them, and finally they will make a deal.
It has been some time since your master ascended to heaven and left, and all forces have begun to take action. At this time, if you cannot take the initiative and fall behind one step later, you will be controlled by others step by step.
The most important point is that since Tianji Pavilion has come to invite the old slave, if the old slave refuses, then from now on... no, the old slave will have no future. "
"Ha~, do you think you can still have a future now?" Chu Xiu said coldly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Superintendent Huang stared at Chu Xiu and said slowly: "Although the old slave's body has become decayed and looks ugly, if you want to kill the old slave, I'm afraid it won't be easy.
As long as you let the old slave catch any flaw, all that awaits you is an untimely death. "
"Such a rotten body is full of flaws." Chu Xiu said lightly, "Especially, if your ancestral orifice unfortunately also becomes rotten, then you are not even qualified to fight with me."
As he spoke, the huge spiritual body that was emitting bright light and standing tall on the sky shrank rapidly. When it shrank to a body of one foot, it stopped.
Supervisor Huang stared at the one-foot-long golden spiritual mountain hanging behind Chu Xiu, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Mr. Thirteen, his reputation is indeed well-deserved." Supervisor Huang sighed quietly. He now vaguely understood why Tianji Pavilion wanted to find him before.
This is entirely because I want him to share the risk!
"Let me see if your ancestral orifice is decayed..." Chu Xiu's eyebrows twitched, and a ray of silver light shot out and hit Superintendent Huang.
"Spiritual weapon..."
Supervisor Huang was frightened, and with a sudden thought, he closed the door of the ancestral aperture tightly.
The spirit of the Wild Sky Sword was placed between Huang Dajian's eyebrows, unable to flow in.
Chu Xiu looked disappointed and complained: "Your body has decayed like this, why is there nothing wrong with the ancestral aperture?"
Superintendent Huang smiled softly and did not answer.
At this moment, he was highly concentrated, especially when he saw Chu Xiu's one-foot-long golden spirit turning into golden light and shooting towards him, he didn't dare to be distracted.
Although his ancestral aperture was tightly closed, he didn't quite believe that Mr. Thirteen's spiritual sword could penetrate it.
But when he thought about the deaths of the four old guys from the Liman tribe, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Mr. Thirteen, the one who really planned to kill Master Yiming was Old Tianji from Tianji Pavilion. I just followed Old Tianji to Lingshan County and didn't even enter Chang'an City..." Supervisor Huang explained. .
