Chapter 1038 Hong Yi’s conspiracy

"Young Marshal, are you okay?"

Accompanying the appearance of the Twelve Desolate Gods was the figure of Hong Yi, wearing the holy robe of the medieval era, with a high-spirited face and a proud spring breeze.

"Hong Yi! It's you!"

The young marshal gritted his teeth and said that he, Emperor Qian and others had fought against Hong Yi before, so he naturally knew this opponent with an old grudge.

"Yes, it's me!"

Hong Yi looked at the young marshal, waved his hand, and said proudly.

"This time I went to the outer world, broke the prison of death, and rescued Beichen, Yanyang, and Wu Zun!"

The young marshal looked at the many figures in front of him and knew that he was definitely no match. He took the lead and struck out towards Hong Yi with the Duwang Whip. The void tore apart, turbulence arose and dispersed in all directions. The real strong wind blew away the sand and stones. Flying around in a mess.

Hong Yi smiled slightly, not surprised at all by the Young Marshal's actions. After all, he and the Young Marshal were enemies. They had fought several times. Now that he was attacking with everyone, he would be frightened. He could only take the initiative to fight for a chance of survival in order to escape.

Um! Just when the young commander moved, the twelve desolate gods took a step forward at the same time! The huge pressure was overwhelming, squeezing towards the young commander. The turbulence in the void that had just risen suddenly subsided, and the space was frozen.

Click, click! The young marshal's martial arts skills actually felt suffocated under the oppression of the Twelve Desolate Gods. No matter how powerful he was, he could not handle the power of the Twelve Desolate Gods alone, not even a master of nine thunder tribulations.

Hong Yi took a look at the Duwang Whip in the young marshal's hand, reached out and grabbed it, hoo! A suction force came out, covering the young marshal's body from top to bottom, and resisting the young marshal's figure. The Duwang Whip had been snatched into the hand by Hong Yi. He looked up and down, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and smiled. road.

"It is made by refining the body of the Du Wang. It is very similar to the refining method of the Immortal Monument. The Du Wang was originally a member of the Immortal God King. The Demon God descended. He never thought that he would be refined into a whip by the Immortal Emperor. It should be It was originally a training work of Emperor Changsheng, in order to accumulate experience and refine the sacred monument. No wonder this whip has supreme magical powers. Young Marshal, did you get this treasure by chance? "

As Hong Yi's cultivation level deepened, coupled with his experience in the world of outer heaven, he obtained a lot of classics and history books, learned many historical secrets of the ancient Panhuang period, and gained a lot more understanding of the buried history of that year. , and his eyes are no longer dark, and he doesn’t know anything anymore.

The young marshal's whole body was full of vitality, resisting the pressure of the Twelve Desolate Gods, and stared at Hong Yi with wide eyes. Although he is at an absolute disadvantage, people who have reached his level have extraordinary magnanimity and have long disregarded life and death, so they are not afraid.

Hong Yi smiled at the young marshal's hostility and anger. He walked a few steps and came to the edge of the city. He looked at the beautiful scenery of the desert under the setting sun and sighed.

"You don't have to be so angry. Back then, you, Emperor Qian Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji and others surrounded and killed me. Although I brought a lot of people with me this time, they didn't come to kill you!"

"Young Marshal, I don't need to surround you to kill you. If you don't believe me, ask them. I can even kill the war minister of the Central World and refine it into an external incarnation. I also broke the Deathly Silent Heaven Prison, which suppressed the Deathly Silent Heaven The twelve desolate gods who were imprisoned were also captured and brought back to Lei by me, and their mental imprints were erased. Could you still be my opponent?"

"To be honest, it would be easy for me to kill you now!"

Hong Yi looked back at the young marshal, his words revealed invincible confidence, domineering and calm, without any exaggeration or embellishment.

The young marshal's heart was beating wildly. After a while, he calmed down. He seemed to have calmed down. He frowned and thought about something, and then spoke for a long time.

"Hong Yi, you have such a powerful power, and you came to me, maybe you didn't want to kill me?!"

The young marshal has already realized that the purpose of Hong Yi's huge battle must not be so simple.

"I am now the General of the Western Conquest, professed by Emperor Qian Yang Pan, and I am the most popular among the imperial court. It is rumored that last night, all the princes entered the military aircraft department set up by the imperial court, but none of them asked you to support them. Prince Yuan, the old prince Yang Yuan has entered, do you want me to write a memorial to put pressure on the court and recommend Yang Yuan to the military base?"

"Haha, the Young Marshal is the Young Marshal! He is worthy of being the master who has ruled a star. I will return the King's Whip to you, I just took a look at it!"

Hong Yi did not expect that the young marshal would be so shrewd. He immediately guessed what he wanted to do and threw the Duwang Whip back. The young marshal quickly reached out to take it and held it tightly, cherishing this magic weapon very much.

"Then will the Young Marshal do it or not? But what I want the Young Marshal to do is far more than that. All your disciples must be loyal to the Crown Prince Yang Yuan, and you must fully support the Crown Prince in the future."

"Moreover, the four star masters, Li Fu, Wu Zun, Beichen, and Yan Yang, will also be with you. Together with the Western Region army, we will pacify the Western Region as soon as possible! Occupy the entire Fire Kingdom. I wonder what the young commander's wishes are?"

Hong Yi still calls the current Prince Yuan Yang Yuan the prince, and the meaning is self-evident. As for letting the four star masters Li Fu, Wu Zun, Beichen, and Yan Yang help the young marshal to pacify the Western Region, it is just to suppress the young marshal.

In fact, back then, the young marshal, Emperor Qian and others surrounded and killed Hong Yi, and Hong Yi could have killed him. However, the young marshal now has a very high prestige in the entire court, and is much more prestigious than the original champion Hou Shishi. Not bad, if he can write a letter to forcefully compete with the imperial court and support the old prince Yang Yuan, it will definitely be a huge help, comparable to the governors of more than ten states and provinces.

"With this kind of formation, even if I practice to the point of crushing the vacuum, I'm afraid I'll have to bow my head."

The young marshal's expression changed. He looked at the Twelve Desolate Gods, Hong Yi and others, and immediately straightened up, and said these words.

Hong Yi naturally understood that the young commander was bowing his head, but he couldn't say anything about surrendering and begging for mercy. He was overjoyed and said to the four star masters.

"Four Star Lords, I have left the Door of Illusion on you. If anything happens, I will be there immediately. You will follow the young marshal in the future and help him pacify the countries in the Western Region!"

"Now I want to pay a visit to the Governor of Fanzhou."

Hong Yi looked gloomy and said with some seriousness.

"And the number one family among the hundreds of saints, the Brahma family!"

Fanzhou. It is among the ninety-nine states of Daqian. The territory is the broadest. There are a total of twenty-six provinces in Fanzhou, and it is also the most prosperous state in the world. Its land area and population are larger and larger than those of Zhongzhou. It has at least 70 to 80 million people, accounting for almost one-twentieth of the total population of Daqian Tianzhou.

However, the Daqian court did not have a high level of control over the twenty-six provinces of Fanzhou. The governor of Fanzhou and the governors of the twenty-six provinces had no control over the descendants of Fanzi, the first family of Fanzhou and the first person among the Hundred Saints. of countervailing power.