Chapter 132: The Backer Behind the Qianyuan Dynasty, Ziwei Immortal Palace Is About to Take Action?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! It's not good, something serious is going to happen!"
"Destroyed! Destroyed! All destroyed!!"
Everyone looked around and saw an old man covered in blood stumbling in, with a look of horror on his face.
"Prime Minister, don't panic, what is destroyed?"
Seeing the old man's embarrassed appearance, Emperor Qianyuan frowned and scolded angrily.
This old man was the prime minister of the Qianyuan Dynasty and was in charge of many crucial matters in the Qianyuan Dynasty.
As if he had been greatly frightened, the old man fell to the ground and replied in a trembling tone:
"Back...back...your majesty, the saint ancestors who went to Chang'an City...their soul lamps...all...all went out!"
boom!
This sound reached everyone's ears like the earth was shattering.
The entire hall fell into an eerie silence, and everyone was stunned.
The death of the Saint Soul Lamp, what does this mean?
"Huh?? You...are you sure!?"
Lin Yuan's eyes were as wide as bells, filled with disbelief.
The old man nodded vigorously, his lips trembling: "I have been guarding the soul lamps of our ancestors. I saw it with my own eyes!"
After a pause, the old man continued: "Actually... In fact, the soul lamps of the ancestors have been extinguished long ago... But the old minister did not believe this fact, and observed it for a long time, and finally confirmed... ....”
When Emperor Qianyuan heard this, his face instantly turned pale.
This time, he couldn't bear it any longer and sat down on the dragon chair. His blood flowed to his head and he almost fainted.
The other courtiers also looked as if they were mourning for their heirs, and their faces were extremely gloomy.
"No way, no way!"
Emperor Qianyuan Lin Yuan shook his head, his face full of disbelief, and he muttered something.
He sent a total of five saint-level experts.
This kind of lineup is enough to sweep all enemies.
How could it be possible to lose?
Not only Emperor Qianyuan, but everyone present could not understand it.
"Your Majesty, this..."
A civil servant gritted his teeth and wanted to say something.
However, Emperor Qianyuan Lin Yuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, staring at the civil servant who spoke, and roared extremely violently.
"Shut up!"
"Retreat!"
After the words fell, he took the first step to leave, leaving the courtiers in the hall looking at each other, and they all saw the shock and despair on each other's faces.
"Your Majesty, it's not good! The Qin Army has already arrived at the palace, Your Majesty!"
At this moment, another scream sounded.
I saw a soldier with a hurried look running in staggeringly.
He stammered while breathing heavily.
In an instant, the already gloomy atmosphere suddenly reached its peak!
"Bastard! Didn't you hear me tell you to shut up!"
Emperor Qianyuan suddenly turned around, smashed a soldier's head with one punch, and roared again and again.
Bang!
Blood sprayed all over the ground, and the soldier collapsed to the ground without making any sound.
This sudden scene made everyone in the hall stunned, and immediately they were all frightened and silent!
"Stop your lack of fighting spirit. Have you forgotten that I, the third princess Qianyuan, am a direct disciple of the Ziwei Immortal Palace in the Apocalypse Domain? Her master is in the quasi-emperor realm, and that is the ancient supreme being. one!"
"No matter how powerful Da Qin is, as long as Ziwei Immortal Palace comes forward, they won't dare to do anything to us!"
"The most important thing you should do now is to cheer up, protect the palace, and rescue the second prince and several princesses!"
Emperor Qianyuan Lin Yuan barely regained some sense and shouted through gritted teeth.
He clenched his hands, his knuckles turned white, and spoke each word with sonorous force.
Yes, this was the greatest confidence of the Qianyuan Dynasty.
It was precisely because of this confidence that he had great confidence and aroused his ambition to annex Great Qin.
But Lin Yuan didn't expect that this battle would be so tragic!
None of the five saint ancestors from Qianyuan survived!
His heart was twitching hard.
The civil and military officials in the main hall heard this.
Suddenly his eyes lit up with hope.
yes!
They have the support of Ziwei Immortal Palace behind them!
Ziwei Immortal Palace, this is a super power that surpasses the dynasty.
With their support, Da Qin would never dare to attack them easily.
"What His Majesty said is that we must persevere!"
"Guard the palace at all costs. As long as it is delayed until Ziwei Immortal Palace takes action, Da Qin will never dare to act recklessly!"
"That's right! Standing behind us is Ziwei Immortal Palace, they will definitely not stand idly by!"
Suddenly, all the courtiers in the main hall were excited.
"Okay!"
Lin Yuan waved his hand and said loudly: "I will send the message to Ziwei Immortal Palace now and ask them to come out to help as soon as possible!"
After saying that, Lin Yuan hurriedly turned around and left.
Seeing the back of Emperor Qianyuan hurriedly leaving, all the courtiers in the hall felt a glimmer of hope in their hearts.
After all, that is Ziwei Immortal Palace, who dares to offend?
............
Deep in the Qianyuan Palace, a white-haired old man was sitting cross-legged in a secret room, with a golden flag floating above his head.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was filled with wisps of terrifying fluctuations.
That is the special majesty that can only be found in the realm of saints.
"Um?"
At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp and sharp.
He stood up slowly, took one step forward, and appeared directly in the void.
Then, he saw Lin Yuan standing not far away with a respectful expression.
"Ancestor, how is the situation?"
The old man's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "The situation is not good. The abilities of the two female saints are too weird. I am no match. The Red Sun Banner can resist for seven more days at most, so I'm afraid I won't be able to stop them."
There was a hint of bitterness on his face.
In the past few days, he has been using the Red Sun Banner, a quasi-imperial weapon, to protect the entire palace. If not, the Qianyuan Dynasty might no longer exist.
"Seven days..." Lin Yuan said thoughtfully: "Seven days is enough!"
Then he raised his head, looked at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor, I want to ask for help from Ziwei Immortal Palace, and please protect my Qianyuan for the last seven days."
The old man nodded: "I know everything about the situation, and this is all I can do now. Leave it to me."
Lin Yuan finally felt relieved, bowed respectfully, and turned to leave.
The old man's figure also disappeared and returned to the secret room.
The next moment,
A burst of bright light suddenly erupted above the palace.
The void vibrates.
Immediately afterwards, a long flag wreathed in flames appeared.
Astonishingly, it was the Red Sun Banner.
The increasingly blazing red light fell down, covering the entire palace.
What no one noticed was that a dark phantom flashed in a corner of the palace and disappeared.
"Huh?"
In the secret room, the old man suddenly frowned, seeming to feel some kind of uneasiness.
As soon as his mind moved, the power of the red sun flag increased sharply, and it expanded a hundred times again in an instant!
Wow!
Waves of scalding fire swept around, burning everything.
Seeing this scene, the old man relaxed a little and sat back on the futon.
...........
at the same time,
Qin Mu, who was playing with dumpling wrappers in Chang'an City, also had a panoramic view of this scene.