"Laoba?"

Emperor Jin saw a trace of surprise in his eyes when he saw Sima Wangquan standing on Qiongqi's back.

Although Emperor Jin had ten sons, he was satisfied with all ten of his sons. However, among these ten sons, only two were the most outstanding.

One is the eldest prince, also known as the prince.

He is the perfect successor in Emperor Jin's heart. He is the undisputed number one in terms of court methods and his own strength. However, the eighth prince Sima Wangquan is not only equal to the eldest prince in terms of strength and qualifications, but even surpasses him. In the end,

The important thing is that one of the two ancient artifacts of the Jin Dynasty recognized the power of Sima King. This made the old people in the court have other thoughts.

In fact, they do not have other bad intentions, it just means that the ancient artifact that symbolizes the Jin Dynasty recognizes the eighth prince. So far, the prince has not been able to get another ancient artifact in the hands of the Jin Emperor to recognize him. In comparison,

, according to those old ideas, the person holding the artifact is of course more suitable to control the country.

Thus.

The Eighth Prince, who had no such intention in the first place, had to stay away from the Jin Dynasty.

Emperor Jin actually felt very guilty about Sima's royal power. As a prince, he should have enjoyed it at home, but he had to leave.

The prince looked at his eighth brother. Of course he knew why Sima Wangquan left. It was just to stop himself from thinking too much.

But he never thought about it too much.

It can only be said that he was born in the Heavenly Family and had to do this. If Sima Wangquan still stayed in the Jin Dynasty, some things would be unavoidable.

"Now that the eighth brother is here, I think that Yuan Sandu will come to an end." The prince has no doubts about his eighth brother's ability. Outsiders only know that the eighth prince and the prince are equal, but both the prince and Emperor Jin know that.

Sima Wangquan, the eighth prince of the Jin Dynasty, was the most qualified among the ten princes.

"If there was no Haotian Tower, Lao Ba would be like you." Emperor Jin sighed.

The prince shook his head: "Father, you may not know that the current life is what the eighth brother wants. The imperial power we value is not that important in his eyes."

Emperor Jin glanced at the prince: "What did Lao Ba tell you?"

The prince smiled bitterly.

"When my eighth brother left, he told his second minister that the position of prince could only belong to his son. He wanted to be a guardian more."

Emperor Jin's eyes were complicated: "Guardian?"

In the field.

Yuan Sandu, who was in charge of dispatching the demon disciples, saw the ancient beast Qiongqi flying towards him, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I remember this ancient beast Qiongqi, wasn't it in the Jin Dynasty?"

Next to Yuan Sandu, there was a middle-aged man wearing a black cloak. His face was pale and almost no blood could be seen. His eyes were like a cat in the night. His whole person exuded the aura of death, as if he had just emerged from the coffin.

Just like climbing out.

Except for Yuan Sandu, no one else seemed to dare to come near him.

"The demons on all sides of the storm have already started, let's not delay here."

"Although Emperor Jin is powerful, he can't stop so many of our demon disciples. General Yuan, no matter whether he is from the Jin Dynasty or not, we fire demons cannot weaken their four demons."

Yuan Sandu easily pulled off his cloak with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, no one can stop us this time."

Although Emperor Jin was powerful.

But he has been with Emperor Jin for decades, so he naturally knows the strength of Emperor Jin. There is no doubt that he is stronger than Emperor Jin now!

Huchi~~~~~~~

Qiongqi's wings brought up strong winds, and those demons wanted to fly into the air to block Qiongqi's footsteps, but before they could fight with Sima Wangquan, they were slapped away by Qiongqi.

"Thank you very much this time."

Seeing many demons being beaten to pieces by Qiongqi, Sima Wangquan said on Qiongqi's back.

Qiongqi just roared in response.

"Next, there's this traitor."

Sima Wang Quan's eyes became sharp. The former northern general of the Jin Dynasty had now become the murderer of the Jin Dynasty.

Such an identity change.

Really damn it!

“Yuan Sandu!

"

Sima Wangquan looked at the familiar face below. Once upon a time, he studied martial arts with him. Once, looking at the majestic figure of Yuan Sandu guarding the north was his expectation as a child.

I hope that I can protect the Jin Dynasty like Yuan Sandu.

But now!

!

This man who once protected this land and protected the people has become a murderer of this land.

"It turns out to be His Highness the Eighth Prince."

Sima Wangquan jumped off Qiongqi's back and arrived in front of Yuan Sandu not far away.

When the surrounding demon disciples saw Sima Wang Quan and were about to attack him, Yuan Sandu waved his hand and shouted: "This is the eighth prince. Who do you think you are? You dare to fight against the eighth prince?"

The surrounding demons dispersed.

Yuan Sandu stepped down from the high platform and looked at Sima Wangquan.

"Your Highness, how long has it been since we last met? Counting the time, it has been six years, right?"

Yuan Sandu seemed to be remembering.

"When His Highness was leaving the Jin Dynasty, I was the last one to practice it for His Highness."

"No one expected that we would meet again under such circumstances."

Sima Wangquan took a deep breath.

"General Yuan, why are you doing this?"

"At the beginning, it was you who taught me to protect this land and the people in the world."

"But what now?"

"You are not killing people, but cannibalizing people and eating people!

"

"Yuan Sandu, how on earth can you do such a thing as cannibalism??"

Sima Wangquan gritted his teeth and asked.

The man who was regarded as half of his master at the beginning, who taught him to protect the world and the people, actually started cannibalism.

The impact on Sima's royal power.

Not too big.

It's like being your own law enforcer and discovering one day that your beloved elder is actually the biggest criminal.

Such an impact.

You can imagine.

Yuan Sandu did not respond, but said calmly: "Your Highness, I know your abilities. You know it. You are no match for me."

Sima Wangquan looked at the current Yuan Sandu.

Finally, he showed a smile: "Yes! Most of my skills were taught by you, so of course you understand."

"but."

Sima Wangquan stepped forward in one step.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the lunar phenomena behind him condensed.

"That was just the beginning!"

"Yuan Sandu, you betrayed the imperial court and massacred innocent people, you deserve to die!"

"Taiyin Heaven-fixing Hand!"

Taiyin Faxiang stretched out a hand and slapped it towards Yuan Sandu.

Yuan Sandu looked at the Taiyin Dharma and smiled: "Well, it is indeed more powerful than before. It can condense the Dharma in an instant."

"But, the Eighth Prince."

"The hands are too deep in here."

"You can't control it."

Yuan Sandu gently slapped his palm towards Taiyin Faxiang's big hand: "Fire Demon God's Palm!"

Black-red flames condensed on Yuan Sandu's palm.

Clap it with one palm.

boom!

!

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