Chapter 800 The Death of Three People

"These three Taoist friends may not be blamed for this matter. The monks of the three sects are cunning. Maybe they made their previous decision to spread suspicion." Zhao Mingyuan spoke up immediately, but did not even look at the three of them.

"Yes, yes! The action plans of the monks of the three sects are all drawn up by Na Su Twelve. That boy is cunning and insidious."

"Maybe... he suddenly changed his mind, and now the blind cat meets the dead mouse!"

"Yes, it must be like this. It must be a mistake and a correct judgment!"

The three of them nodded repeatedly, blaming everything on Su Twelve, and hurriedly defended themselves.

The moment they learned that the monks from the three sects had appeared in Shili Gallery, the three of them were so shocked that they were dumbfounded. This was different from the script they had agreed on at the beginning.

At this moment, Lin Wuyou caused trouble again and deliberately set the pace. At the moment, he was already in a state of confusion.

Lin Wuyou raised his brows and continued, "Oh? A blind cat meets a dead mouse? No matter how cunning Su Twelve is, for such a big matter involving the lives of nearly a hundred golden elixir stage monks from three sects, he... really Do you dare to bet?"

As soon as these words came out, two suspicious glances flashed quickly in Zhao Mingyuan's eyes, "Oh? Fellow Daoist Lin means...the monks from the three sects clearly know where we set up an ambush?"

As the Dragon Lord of the Zhao Dynasty, Zhao Mingyuan certainly enjoys great power and the most resources.

But where there are people, even monks, there is a struggle for rights.

As an emperor, he is trapped in the whirlpool of power. It is the nature of an emperor to be jealous!

Lin Wuyou put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "In Lin's opinion, this question should be asked to these three fellow Taoists."

"There are only two possibilities for this matter. One is that the whereabouts of the three people have been leaked for a long time, and the other party deliberately told us a false news through the mouths of the three people."

"Well, of the two, the three are the abandoned sons of the three sects, and they use death to gain a glimmer of hope for the three sects."

After hearing this, the leader's panic calmed down, and he immediately

He turned to look at Zhao Mingyuan and said loudly: "Dragon Master Mingjian, the life of an immortal cultivator is so precious. I... I have a long life, so how can I act as a deserted son for others and sacrifice my great future?"

"So what you are saying is that the fourth-level talisman incarnation talisman given to you by the Zhao Dynasty will not be seen through by others."

After saying that, Zhao Mingyuan's eyes fell on the three people behind him.

The unkind gaze, just one look, made the three people's breathing stagnant and their minds confused.

This... situation doesn't seem to be getting better as I imagined?

Before the three of them could speak, Zong Lu raised his brows, narrowed his triangular eyes slightly, and sneered with a cold light flashing: "It turned out to be a fourth-level talisman, an incarnation talisman? In this case, the three of them should have faked their death and escaped."

"This is a priceless and foolproof treasure. Not to mention me, even a giant in the Nascent Soul stage may not be able to see through it."

"No matter how strong the monks of the three sects are, they are no more than ants in front of the giants at the Nascent Soul stage..."

Zong Lu was mid-sentence when his voice stopped abruptly.

But upon hearing this, the faces of the three people under their masks turned as pale as snow in an instant.

At this moment, I had a bad feeling in my heart.

"This...it is difficult for me to understand the true situation of this matter for a while. But we are sincere..."

The leader hurriedly defended himself, but he must not bear the blame.

But before he could finish his words, the crisis fell from the sky.

Zhao Mingyuan snorted coldly, and his true energy surged, turning into a torrential wave of water.

The water waves surged, with a wave-colored flying sword mixed in among them.

The sword surges with the tide

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A cold light flashed past, followed by a low sword whistle.

The sound was not too loud, but it sounded like the whisper of death in the ears of the three of them.

"Zhao Mingyuan, you..."

Under the mask, three pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Mingyuan angrily at the same time. The moment they spoke, the three of them filled up their true energy and retreated directly.

However, before he finished speaking, his figure moved, and the sharp sword light arrived.

The sword was merciless, and as three groups of blood mist exploded, the three people under the masks were instantly destined for death!

They are both at the Golden Core stage, but the strength gap between the three of them and Zhao Mingyuan is astonishingly large!

Zong Lu glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, his eyes becoming more wary.

"As expected of Brother Zhao, he killed three golden elixirs so easily. His extraordinary strength really shocks me!!"

Lin Wuyou's eyes flashed with fear, and he said: "Since these three people are willing to take risks to come here, it is not necessarily that they are colluding with the three sect monks or being discovered. It is also possible that... they are Su Twelve and others. Deliberately being careful, I believe the dynasty will not do anything.”

"In this case, there is no need to know what the Imperial Dynasty and the Demonic Shadow Palace have done. As long as there is a subtle something wrong, it is enough to make a bet."

"Senior, there is no need to kill three people in such a hurry!"

The corner of Zhao Mingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, he gave Lin Wuyou a vicious look, and then sneered: "What's the point of keeping useless waste!"

"The top priority right now is to get to Shili Gallery in time!"

"During the operation of the transposition array, it must not be affected at all. You two must restrain the people in the Demonic Shadow Palace!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and ignored Lin Wuyou and Zong Lu.

On the surface, it was obviously because of his recklessness and Lin Wu's

Worried, teasing and angry.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the fact that the monks from the three sects did not choose the Nine-layer Plank Road was not necessarily the fault of the three of them. It was probably the fault of his son.

But in this way, even if there is a transposition array, the opportunity for the two sects has been lost.

The original plan must have certain changes!

No matter whether his son is exposed or not, once he appears in front of the monks of the three sects with three people, his son's identity will not be concealed immediately.

If it is not done openly, even if the other party suspects or knows it, they may not be in a hurry to take action.

But once some things are brought to light, there is no doubt that he is eager to send his son to death.

Even if Lin Wuyou didn't say anything, he would also try to erase the three of them.

Compared to the safety of his own son, what does it mean to sacrifice three useless people?

But now that Lin Wuyou was provoking, he took advantage of the opportunity to eliminate the three of them. On the one hand, he can eliminate invisible potential crises for his son; on the other hand, he can use this to leave a reckless image to the people of the Shadow Palace and show weakness to the enemy.

"Hmph! The people in the Demonic Shadow Palace always make people feel at ease! Brother Zhao doesn't have to worry."

Zong Lu groaned, closed his eyes and waited patiently.

Lin Wuyou raised his head and glanced at the rotating teleportation disk in the sky. Then, his eyes quickly glanced at Zhao Mingyuan, and two strange fires ignited in his pupils and flashed past.

The mighty Dragon Lord of the Zhao Dynasty was so reckless?

Maybe... he had already had murderous intentions towards these three people?

Suddenly, Lin Wuyou had guessed Zhao Mingyuan's thoughts.

Seeing that the two of them had no intention of talking anymore, they waited patiently.

Lin Qiao'er was the only one standing by. Under her black robe, her pretty brows were furrowed, and she couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

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