Chapter 93: The fall of the dynasty!

Style: Fantasy Author: Writing the Divine ScrollWords: 2326Update Time: 24/01/21 19:56:28
"I didn't expect that these words would come out of your mouth..."

There was a somewhat relieved smile on Xuanyuan Panlong's lips. Obviously, this was the sentence he wanted to hear most right now.

"It's a pity that after planning for so long, it all failed."

There was endless annoyance in his eyes.

"If I had another chance, I should have started working earlier instead of waiting until now."

But Tang Ming sneered and said: "With your resourcefulness and means, you cannot come up with such a huge conspiracy. Who is helping you operate it?"

"Want to know?" Xuanyuan Panlong smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

"Tell me now!" Tang Ming's deep voice sounded.

Because once the first Xuanyuan Panlong appears, there will be a second one. If other dynasties attached to the sect also betray, I am afraid they will be in an irreversible situation.

"Are you anxious? Or are you afraid that your mission will fail and your position in the sect will not be guaranteed?" There was no fear of death in his eyes, but more of a mockery of Tang Ming's impatience.

Even if he died, he would still have to teach Tang Ming a painful lesson.

Seeing that the other party still looked arrogant, Tang Ming also knew that this was a bitch, and even if he cut off his limbs, he wouldn't say a word.

"Since you don't want to say it, I won't stop you. But now that you are dead, the entire Xuanyuan royal family will become prisoners. When you die, they will regard you as their enemy and cast aside you forever." Tang Ming looked indifferent.

A person who gave everything for the dynasty was eventually cast aside by his own people. No one else would be able to accept this.

But only Xuanyuan Panlong responded contemptuously, "The more anxious you are, the more serious the situation is. Even if I don't succeed, other dynasties will rebel against the Martial Arts Holy Land one after another, and then the sect will pay the price for its tyrannical hegemony. "

After saying this, Xuanyuan Panlong said no more and immediately lit the fuse in his hand.

Seeing his crazy behavior, Tang Ming stood up immediately.

"Your sad dream will not come true. Even if other dynasties can escape the control of the sect, those evil heretics will not be able to succeed."

The lead slowly went all the way to the explosives underground, and Xuanyuan Panlong's eyes also flashed a bit of loneliness, "It doesn't matter whether it happens or not, I just need to finish everything I should do... "

Before he could finish his words, there were countless explosions.

A huge roar instantly swept through the palace.

The entire hall began to shake, and the flames began to engulf the entire Luoyang Palace.

"Boom!"

The huge sound instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"Oh my god, the palace is actually on fire!"

"Who is this brave guy who dares to break into the royal city?"

Seeing the blazing night, countless guards guarding the city also hurriedly began to flee.

"Quickly put out the fire!"

The braver people in the royal city spoke quickly, but unfortunately their voices were quickly drowned out by countless panicked shouts.

No one dared to stay in this place anymore and started to escape from here immediately.

Gradually, countless fleeing people poured out of the originally crowded palace.

However, some people who were greedy for money immediately took action and began to take advantage of the fire to continuously rob the treasures in the dynasty.

"What's mine, it's all mine, don't steal it from me!"

The eunuchs and guards in the palace began to snatch items from the treasure house. As long as they were valuable, they put them all on themselves. Whether it was jewelry or gold, as long as they could be exchanged for money, they were all put into their pockets.

What's more, in order to take away more valuable things, they even smashed them to make them easier to store.

Tang Ming walked out of the main hall and saw a little indifference in his eyes when he saw everything in front of him.

"People die for money and birds die for food. This is also a common problem among you."

After avoiding these robbers who were desperate for money, Tang Ming walked out of the hall and saw many monks who had escaped.

Lin Yan, the leader, came over and asked, "Is it over?"

Tang Ming nodded, "It's all over."

Hearing this, everyone's faces showed expressions of joy.

"Great, that dog emperor is finally dead."

"Now we don't need to rely on anyone else."

When looking at these disciples from the aristocratic family and the monks who were sincerely happy, Tang Ming's face became a little worried.

Because according to what Xuanyuan Panlong said, perhaps more than one dynasty participated in this operation.

If what he said is true, other dynasties may have fallen into the devil's way.

I don’t know if the other disciples who went to explore the target discovered this matter.

"Is there anything unresolved?" asked an old member of the expedition team.

Tang Ming shook his head, "Not really, I'm just a little worried that something will happen to that boy Ye Yuntian."

"He has such a cave-level elder beside him, and there is also a half-step Mahayana master to protect him. You don't need to worry about his safety."

"I hope..." Tang Ming sighed slightly.

Just as the other monks and disciples from the aristocratic families expressed their gratitude to the Holy Land of Martial Arts for their help.

But only Lin Wan'er's voice suddenly sounded.

"Are you from the expedition team? Why don't you see Brother Lin Yao leading the team?"

With just one sentence, all the disciples in the expedition team were instantly silenced.

Their eyes flickered, as if they were deliberately avoiding the question.

"What's wrong? Is my question weird?"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the expedition team couldn't help but feel a little sad, and they immediately lowered their heads and didn't know how to answer.

When Tang Ming heard this question, his breathing began to quicken. The huge stone in his heart seemed to be pressing down on his heart, unable to beat.

"Haah..." Tang Ming's violent breathing attracted everyone's attention.

"Tang Ming, what's wrong with you!"

"Are you OK?"

Scenes of the expedition team came to mind.

He knew that he would never be able to pass this level, otherwise he would not choose to accept this task and escape.

"puff!"

Tang Ming saw a stream of blood spurting out of his mouth, and his figure instantly fell to the ground.

Everyone hurriedly helped him up, with concern in their eyes.

"Tang Ming, are you injured?"

"Take him to rest!"

Lin's disciple spoke immediately and took Tang Ming to the residence of Lin's mansion.

Although a fire destroyed many buildings, fortunately there was still a place to stay.

Tang Ming was unconscious, with countless sweat on his forehead.

In that field of corpses, he saw countless corpses of the expedition team.

Among them were Wang Yue, Li Shan, and Miao'er.

Several bloody palms rushed towards Tang Ming's body, as if they were going to completely submerge him in the corpse.

"Tang Ming?"

"Tang Ming!"

Lin Yao's voice rang in his ears.

When Tang Ming turned around, a silver gun blade had already pierced his chest.

"puff!"

The blood flew out, completely erasing his last hope of escape, and the whole person fell completely into the depths of the corpse tide.