Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

The power of the taboo is too powerful. In Su Yan's eyes, it is completely comparable to the second-level murderous formation, and it is considered to be the best among the second-level formations.

This was Xu Batong's reckless move. If he forced the fusion without his strength, he would suffer a very powerful backlash.

But he can't take care of that much anymore. Bringing Zhu Yun back is the most important thing right now. Everything else is unimportant, even if he dies.

Looking at Lu Xiangsheng who was becoming more and more indifferent, Xu Batong could not bear it in his eyes and looked guilty.

"Using conspiracy to make the seniors fail is shameless!"

Lu Xiangsheng shook his head and said: "Everyone has their own difficulties, and everyone has their own insincere feelings."

"I am defeated and convinced."

Lu Xiangsheng's figure slowly disappeared, and there was no more trace of him in the whole world.

This is really disappearing. After all, the guardian spirit is just like the soul. The dissipation of the soul is equivalent to the dispersion of the soul.

If Zhu Yun wants to summon it again, it will be extremely difficult, with a 99% chance of failure.

Zhu Yun looked at Lu Xiangsheng who had disappeared, with a look of despair in his eyes. After all, he was defeated and he was still going to die.

In fact, he was not that obsessed with the throne. When he was very young, he knew that the throne was more than just a throne.

Sitting on the Dragon Throne means having supreme power to rule a country, but it also comes with great responsibility, and countless people think about how to kill him every day.

If Zhu Weixiang hadn't been so aggressive, he would have given up the crown prince position.

But now, it's too late to say anything, everything will be over.

Zhu Yun closed his eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye. This could be regarded as his last trace of sadness.

"Since ancient times, beauties have always had a bad life, but how come they were born into an emperor's family!"

At this moment, Xu Batong withdrew the forbidden power, the entire formation dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

Zhu Yun's level is not that of a Taoist, so he is not afraid of him escaping at all. Lu Xiangsheng can still stop him. Now that Lu Xiangsheng has dissipated, Zhu Yun has no room to struggle.

"Prince, follow me back to the palace."

Xu Batong looked at Zhu Yun with a hint of respect on his face.

Zhu Yun nodded, his face still expressionless, as if he had suddenly lost his soul.

He has given up resisting and fighting against Zhu Weixiang. He is still young after all.

While he was reciting poems and poems, Zhu Wei was trying to win over the army and people's hearts.

While he was enjoying the flowers and the moon with his beloved, Zhu Weixiang was fighting against the major tribes in the north.

While he was lamenting that His Majesty's health was deteriorating, Zhu Weixian still took control of the government.

This didn't happen suddenly, it was premeditated, it was a conspiracy, and it's only now being revealed.

Nothing can be accomplished overnight, and any learning requires perseverance. It took Zhu Weixiang eight years to get where he is today.

So when others are working hard, you are wasting your time, and when others are achieving something, you are cynical.

But Zhu Yun didn't do that. He just felt tired and didn't want to fight.

After all, he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor is not dead yet. If he wants to fight, he still has a chance.

Of course, this chance is very slim, unless Zhu Weixiang takes him back without killing him, but this is impossible no matter how you think about it.

Zhu Yun walked in front, Xu Batong followed behind Zhu Yun, and the two of them walked forward quietly.

There was no words along the way. Zhu Yun didn't want to talk, and Xu Batong didn't want to talk either.

Zhu Yun felt desperate inside, and Xu Batong felt uncomfortable inside because he was suffering backlash at the moment and was forcing himself to endure it.

In the dense forest, Su Yan and Yuwen Xiongba poked their heads out, and they had been watching this scene.

"Sir, what the hell, have we traveled through the Ming Dynasty?!"

Although Yuwen Xiongba didn't know much history, he read more about "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" and knew about Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Di in the Ming Dynasty.

This Zhu Yun is very similar to Zhu Yunwen, but of course there are differences.

Zhu Yunwen was emperor for a few years, but this Zhu Yun may not be able to be emperor anymore.

Su Yan kept looking at Zhu Yun's back, his heart was a little fluctuating, and he didn't know why.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Yuwen Xiongba saw something wrong with Su Yan's face and couldn't help but ask.

"I feel like this person shouldn't die like this."

Yuwen Xiongba was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Do you want to save him?!"

Su Yan nodded, he did have this idea in his mind, and he didn't know why it was so violent all of a sudden.

After all, he usually has no mood to care about this kind of thing, but today something unexpected happened, and it was extremely abnormal.

"Do you want to change history?!"

Yuwen Xiongba asked again.

When Su Yan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to have found the reason for this abnormality.

The corners of Su Yan's mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Yes, I just want to change the history of this martial arts world!"

Now that I have come to the world of martial arts, if I don't stay here for a visit, I will have no sense of existence.

Su Yan walked directly towards Zhu Yun and Zhu Yun, his figure was very fast, and he intercepted them within a few seconds.

When Xu Batong saw a stranger arriving and blocking his way, his expression suddenly became unkind.

"Who are you?!"

Xu Batong looked at Su Yan and asked coldly, his whole body already tense.

Su Yan said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you let him go."

Su Yan pointed at Zhu Yun.

Xu Batong's face turned cold and he shouted: "This is the order of the Fourth Prince. Do you dare to stop it? Don't you want to live?!"

"How can I show up if I don't dare to stop you?"

Su Yan asked back.

Xu Batong was at a loss for words, but he was already furious, and the sword in his hand glowed with murderous light.

"In that case, don't blame me for showing mercy!"

Xu Batong flew out directly and slashed at Su Yan with a sword that was extremely powerful.

But Su Yan easily clamped Xu Batong's long sword between his two fingers. The long sword was as crunchy as candy and was easily broken by Su Yan.

Xu Batong looked horrified and looked at his dagger with disbelief. The existence of the spiritual weapon was so vulnerable that it was easily broken by the stranger in front of him.

Xu Batong knew that he was no match for the person in front of him. He was very, very strong.

At this moment, Su Yan was also looking at Xu Baduan: "I'll give you two choices. Now hurry back and take the whole family to flee, or die by your own sword!"

Su Yan's voice was very low, as if Xu Batong had no other choice but these two options.

Sweat was falling on Xu Batong's face. Everything was so perfect, but in the end he still couldn't live up to his fate.

"Am I really going to fail this time?"

Xu Batong looked at the sky, his eyes were oozing with blood. The backlash was already powerful, but now he was even more angry, naturally furious!