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Chapter 548 Crisis in the Imperial Capital
Emperor Lingwu came to the imperial capital and began to attack the imperial capital after the resurgence of the White Lotus Sect. The ancestors of Lingwu resisted desperately, making the imperial capital open a defensive formation.
The entire Emperor Lingwu was shrouded in a mask, and after repeated attacks by the members of the White Lotus outside the mask, they found that they were still unable to break through the defensive formation.
Therefore, the members of the White Lotus Sect have been guarding outside the imperial capital, but they have not retreated and left, as if they were waiting for backup. This situation has lasted for several months.
After receiving the news, the army of Emperor Lingwu's dynasty had already gathered and attacked the White Lotus Sect outside the imperial capital many times, but the White Lotus Sect was too powerful, and the army could not do anything to the opponent, which only increased the casualties.
In the imperial capital, whether it is the common people or the ministers of the imperial court, they usually live in such a superior environment in the imperial capital, but now they become worried all day long, and put their troubles on their faces.
They are very clear about the current situation of the imperial capital, and they are also aware of the situation of Lingwu. The defensive formation cannot block the communication, and they have been maintaining communication with the outside world.
Now they are like trapped animals. They know that the White Lotus Sect exists outside the imperial capital, and they also know that once the imperial capital is breached, they will face death.
In the imperial palace, Emperor Lingwu sat above the court hall all day long, discussing with the ministers of the imperial court how to get out of the current predicament, but they have already thought of all the ways they can think of.
"Your Majesty, has Cang Hai Zun Chao responded? Are you willing to send rescue?" Left Minister Cheng Yong asked with a bow, and the other ministers looked hopefully at Lingwu Great Emperor Wei Chide.
The ancestor of the Lingwu Emperor Dynasty, the only immortal emperor in the Emperor Dynasty died in the late battle, and the Lingwu Emperor Dynasty has no strength to fight against the White Lotus Sect.
Facing the covetous White Lotus Sect, Yu Chide immediately asked Cang Hai Zunchao for help. If Cang Hai Zunchao was willing to rescue, then the Lingwu crisis could be resolved.
"Ugh"

Yuchide let out a long sigh, "Zunchao's current situation is no better than my Lingwu, they are all waiting for the Xuanyuan Dynasty to rescue, unable to rescue my Lingwu.
Not only that, dozens of imperial dynasties like my Lingwu have also been attacked by a force called the Death God Sect, and if I guessed correctly, it is this force that has teamed up with the White Lotus Sect outside the imperial capital."

In fact, Canghai Zunchao has already given a reply. He has not said anything for a month, just waiting for the Canghai crisis to be resolved before coming to rescue Lingwu. Unfortunately, the Canghai crisis has not been resolved until now.
The ministers who heard Yuchide's words seemed to have received bad news, their faces were all pale, their bodies trembling and unable to speak.
"I said why the White Lotus Sect suddenly increased in strength. It turns out that there is an external force to help the Canghai Zun Dynasty fall into such a crisis. What kind of strength is this Death God Sect!"

Right Prime Minister Luo Cheng looks much better than other ministers, at least he still has the heart to explore the Religion of Death.
No one took Luo Cheng's words, they were all thinking about how to get out of the predicament and how to survive!

Emperor Lingwu Wei Chide said with a firm face: "Everyone knows the virtues of the White Lotus Sect, and it is the same with the Death God Sect. When the formation is broken, I will decide to fight to the death!"

"I am willing to fight to the death with Your Majesty." The left and right sides hurriedly echoed, and the other ministers also echoed after hesitating.
In a palace of the Imperial Palace, Xiahoudun and Yuchi Qingling embraced each other, enjoying the rare tranquility.
"Dun, do you think Lingwu can survive the crisis this time?"

Yuchi Qingling, who was leaning against Xiahou Dun's arms, murmured.
After hearing Qingling's words, Xiahoudun smiled wryly in his heart, but there was no despair on his face, but a light smile: "Don't worry! Lingwu will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties, and we will be fine."

Qingling in her arms smiled when she heard the affirmative reply, as if Xiahoudun could really overcome the crisis as Xiahoudun said.
"Dun, if we go back to Xiahou, we will have a child!"

The two have been married for a hundred years, and they have never had any children. A hundred years is very short for them, and they don't have to worry about their offspring.
Qingling's sudden idea was also born because of this incident.
"Okay, after we go back, let's have a few more children, let them worship Brother Lu as their teacher, and with Brother Lu taking care of them, they will be very promising in the future."

Xiahou Dun agreed to Qing Ling, and also thought about future generations.
When Yu Chiqing heard the words, he immediately shyly said: "The Xiahou Dynasty has only one throne, how will it be divided if there are more children?"

"Then I will lay down a few more dynasties, haha!"

"Tch, bragging without drafting, do you have the ability?"

Xiahou Dun was full of pride, Yuchi Qingling couldn't help but beat him from the sidelines.
"I don't have one, but Brother Lu and the others definitely have one, we are brothers."

"I don't know if Lu Tian and the others will come?"

"I hope brother Lu can listen to me, the farther you go, the better!"

The two hugged each other as if they had endless words to say, and they were destined to have no sleep tonight.
The members of the White Lotus Sect and the God of Death Sect camped outside the imperial capital. If you count carefully, there are only a few hundred thousand people in the camp.
However, there are tens of thousands of teachers in the camp hundreds of thousands of miles away, but they have not destroyed the White Lotus Sect and the Death God Sect for a long time, allowing them to camp outside the imperial capital.
The majestic Emperor Lingwu had a regular army of more than tens of millions, but he couldn't do anything to count 10 people. How ridiculous!

In fact, the tens of millions of Lingwu troops have already fought against the White Lotus Sect many times. There is a very large gap between the two sides in terms of numbers, but the gap in strength is even greater.
The White Lotus Sect was wiped out by Emperor Lingwu long ago, and most of the camps outside the imperial capital were members of the Death God Sect, among which the Immortal King Realm accounted for the majority.
The combat strength of the Immortal King and Immortal Emperor far exceeds that of Lingwu. In the past few times when the Lingwu army attacked, millions of soldiers died each time.
Even using the method of self-explosion, the two teachings are useless, so today, the Lingwu army is only stationed, and the soldiers are not afraid of death, but the fearless sacrifice is meaningless.
Yu Chide also ordered the army to flee if they could, but once the imperial capital fell and the imperial dynasty collapsed, where could they flee to?
The two religions don't care about them, anyway, when the imperial capital is breached, everyone will become sacrificial objects.
In the main tent of the camp of the two religions, dozens of figures are talking. The figures are dressed in black and white, most of them are black clothes.
The ones dressed in white are the White Lotus Sect, and the black ones are of course the Death Sect.
"Master Mengyan, when will Lord Shura arrive?" A member of the White Lotus Cult asked a member of the Death God Cult.
"Bai Lian, I know you are eager for revenge. Master Shura will arrive within three days. Ling Wu is the meat of his mouth now, and he can't escape!"

A member of the Death Cult named Meng Yan comforted Bai Lian who had spoken earlier. This Bai Lian was the original leader of the White Lotus Cult.
Bai Lian smiled charmingly and said, "I'm not afraid of accidents!"

The former leader of the White Lotus Sect is now like a little boy in front of the other party, and he seems to be willing.
"When Lingwu is destroyed, Bai Lian will merge into the Death Sect! Let's eat and drink spicy food together!" The other Death Sect members next to him said to Bai Lian.
"Hey, I can't wish for it! I was like a frog in the bottom of a well in the Lingwu Emperor's dynasty. I didn't expect that besides me, the White Lotus Sect, there is such a powerful force as the Death God Sect that worships the God of Death."

Bai Lian's face seemed to say "I am willing", wishing to join the Death Cult.
During the days when Emperor Lingwu suppressed the White Lotus Sect, Bailian and the members of the White Lotus Sect were fleeing or fleeing, but since the Death Sect personnel found him, great changes have taken place.
The Reaper Sect led them to counterattack the Emperor Lingwu Dynasty, and Bai Lian also saw the power of the Reaper Sect, and both sides worshiped the God of Death.
He also practiced the death god's tome. He obtained feedback from the death god through sacrifices to improve his strength. Of course he was happy to hug his thigh.
(End of this chapter)