The fairy I summoned cannot be the blackened heroine!

"Of course there is~"

"Maybe there are more medicines sold in the gourd."

Zhou Xiao shook the green lotus pill gourd in his hand, poured out a golden pill from it, and ate it as a jelly bean, when he suddenly thought of a small thing.

"By the way, sister Xiyan, some time ago, I asked me to help me cast a curse on that person, how is it now?"

"You mean, the store manager in Chang'an Imperial City? Oh, she must have been quite unlucky recently~"

Su Xiyan said with a smile.

And it was in the clothing store in Chang'an Imperial City.

As a female boss of Earth Wonderland, she was shivering under the quilt.

"But, damn it... How come those enemies know I'm here recently? Damn it, it's too unlucky recently, right?!"

Chapter 154#Volume [-]: Chapter [-] The Death of An Hongqi

Midnight in Chang'an Imperial City.

In the palace hall suspended in the sky, singing and dancing are at the moment.

As the emperor of the Chang'an royal family.

At this moment, An Hongqi smiled righteously and looked at the mortal who was captured by his subordinates, standing and dancing in the midst of the unburned coal fire.

This kind of dance, which he called the Vulcan Dance, was burned to death every day.

In order to satisfy them, the supporters of the Chang'an imperial family will arrest people for various crimes from the mortal race who built a village outside the walls of the Chang'an imperial city every day.

Some of them will pretend to be kind and tell those mortals that as long as they complete the Vulcan Dance, they can be absolved of their guilt.

It has been several years since this dance was created, and no one has been able to leave here.

In the past few days, An Hongqi has been in a very bad mood.

Ever since that day in Chang'an City, after the battle between the fox demon and the sword emperor Yunfei who appeared inexplicably.

He just found out.

The Immortal Emperor Formation, which could have made the blood of the Chang'an royal family so noble in this great wilderness, is showing faint signs of breaking.

The sign was very faint, so faint that it was impossible for others to notice it, but An Hongqi, who was so faint as to completely control the formation, was very clear.

The Immortal Emperor Formation was supposed to be immortal.

Now it looks like this.

There must be something wrong with the formation.

An Hongqi is an idiot, but not to the point of dementia.

The formation of Immortal Emperor Chang'an is the capital that mortals like them can gain a noble foothold in this world of cultivating immortals.

As long as the formation exists, it is impossible for even a high-ranking immortal cultivator to kill them in the city.

but...

This theorem seems to be different recently.

There is a mysterious cultivator holding a black sledgehammer who is constantly attacking and killing members of the Chang'an royal family who are going out.

Now, I am afraid that everyone in the world is discussing what kind of means that mysterious cultivator used to kill members of the Chang'an royal family in the Chang'an imperial city.

And this answer, An Hongqi knew.

People of the Chang'an royal family, only the blood of the Chang'an royal family, who can kill each other, can die under the protection of the formation.

That mysterious person is the Chang'an royal family.

An Hongqi thought of this and threw his wine glass.

Looking at the mortals who were tortured by the Vulcan Dance, they felt much better.

He loves to abuse mortals.

Because only in this way will An Hongqi feel that he is the emperor who rules the entire Great Wilderness.

It's not the shrunken tortoise that those immortal cultivators in the outside world say.

Even if he is indeed a shrinking turtle.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!"

Suddenly, the guards outside ran in in a panic.

"What's the matter? Didn't you see that the widow is resting?! Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

"No, no, Your Majesty! Outside, outside!"

An Hongqi's heart sank.

Dragging that heavy body, he looked out of the palace hall.

now.

A huge black stone tablet is slowly falling towards the Chang'an Imperial City.

Along with it came a huge number of Yin gods and dead souls.

The speed of the fall is neither fast nor slow.

It won't take long before the huge stele will touch the floating palace.

"Unlucky... It's that pretentious cultivator again, who dares to challenge my Chang'an royal family! Let's go!"

Enduring the pain, An Hongqi cut his finger with the knife on the tray beside him.

Throw it into the sky.

In an instant, a bright brilliance was emitted from the floating palace towards the sky.

This brilliance is the body of the Immortal Emperor Formation.

Released, it will protect the whole city.

If you stay in the palace, you will only protect the Chang'an royal family, and the farther you are from the palace, the less protection you will get.

So, this is the source of brilliance.

Just on the dragon chair in the palace.

do not know why.

An Hongqi looked at the Immortal Emperor Formation scattered in the sky as usual.

Inexplicably, there is some anxiety.

As if something was going to happen.

That was derived from the uneasiness in his blood as Immortal Emperor Chang'an.

It should have reminded him of the danger to come.

Unfortunately...

The curse in his bloodline made him stupid enough to ignore these instinctive anxieties.

"This is the formation left by our ancestor, Immortal Emperor Chang'an! No one can break it, as long as I stay here, I will be the emperor forever!"

call...

The breeze howled.

The sky inside the formation suddenly began to rain petals.

petals, rain?

Why is it raining?

An Hongqi frowned puzzled.

Those who can do this kind of thing must be those cultivators who want his life.

Ah.

Do you think that if the formation is scattered in the sky to protect the entire imperial city, you can attack him? !

dream!

Standing next to the throne, An Hongqi smiled confidently.

"No matter who it is, as long as I stay here, it's impossible..."

Another gust of wind.

Another burst of petals.

The light difference is.

The petals fell into the palace.

It landed on the corpses of mortals who died because of dancing, and slowly melted away.

crunch, crunch...

The carbonized bones are slowly lifting.

The people around couldn't help being surprised when they saw this situation.

An Hongqi slumped on the ground in particular fear.

"How is it possible? In the palace, the power of the immortal cultivator should be suppressed! Yes, this is just a bluff, fuck it, kill it!"

The guards around looked at each other.

He swallowed his saliva.

What they do most on weekdays is follow behind the immortal cultivators who are willing to surrender to the Chang'an imperial city to arrest the residents of the village.

Where have I seen such a battle.

A person who had been burnt to carbon suddenly stood up and still made that sound. The power of a cultivator is really terrifying.

Although still afraid.

But they also believed what An Hongqi said. They believed that there were people from the Chang'an royal family in this palace, so how could they lose?

When the first spear pierced the abdomen of the corpse.

The second, third, and subsequent attacks followed.

Everything seems to be going in the direction they expected.

The corpse monster made by the immortal cultivator is not so scary.

An Hongqi thought so in his heart.

He patted his clothes, stood up, and was about to talk loudly, when he expressed his disdain to the cultivator.

The corpse opened its eyes.

Pulling out his hand, he threw it towards An Hongqi abruptly.

"Come on, escort!"

An Hongqi shouted.

He pulled the concubine beside him to stand in front of him.

Just when he thought it was going to explode.

The arm just hit the concubine's body and fell to the ground.

That's it?

The method of cultivating immortals is nothing more than manipulating the corpse to throw an arm?

An Hongqi laughed out loud.

"Hahahahaha!"

The rest of the palace laughed too.