Chapter 2150 Come Hand in Hand

The divine court was in a state of depression.

During the battle in Shenxian State, most of Shenting's middle and high-level officials fell. At this time, it no longer looked like the largest force in Zhongtian Continent. If there was no Ten Directions World Formation, there is no doubt that it would have been overrun by the Demon Alliance, the Imperial Alliance and other forces.

This is the time when the Divine Court has been in its greatest decline since ancient times. The main reason for this decline is Han Yu.

Every time she thought of Han Yu, Ling Xiao couldn't help but frown tightly. Although she didn't have much contact with Han Yu, she almost watched Han Yu grow up. Looking back now, she still finds it incredible.

"Is he really dead?" Lingxiao muttered to himself. Han Yu has experienced countless life and death catastrophes, and was thought to have fallen many times, but in the end he would suddenly appear, and appear powerfully.

The most memorable thing for Lingxiao was Han Yu’s first trip to Wuya Mountain.

That time, Han Yu was almost forced into Wuya Mountain. After entering Wuya Mountain for more than a year, everyone thought he had died. However, when he landed in the Xuantian realm, Han Yu appeared powerfully and killed countless heroes.

It was also that time that Lingxiao actually fought against Han Yu and was defeated by Han Yu, losing Xiao Diao.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Lingxiao became.

Lingxiao thought for a while, stood up and left his palace, going to Linghao's retreat.

No one else is allowed to approach Linghao's retreat, but Lingxiao can enter his palace without any obstruction or notification.

Inside the palace, there is a circular room. This room is carved with countless mysterious runes, giving people the feeling of containing the supreme avenue. In the center of the room is a stone platform, and Linghao is sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

Smooth breath and rosy complexion. Ling Xiao could tell at a glance that Ling Hao's injury was almost healed, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

"God Lord." Ling Xiao stopped in front of the stone platform and bowed slightly to Ling Hao on the stone platform.

Linghao slowly opened his eyes. The terrifying light in his pupils flashed away, and he regained his deep calm. He asked, "Lingxiao, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Xiao said: "I suspect Han Yu is not dead yet."

Linghao's face condensed slightly, then relaxed and said: "Old God Lord, you can't kill him if you do it yourself? Don't think too much about it."

Lingxiao wanted to explain, but he swallowed the words on his lips and thought for a moment: "Then what should we do with Han Yu's incarnation and his relatives?"

Linghao's eyes suddenly shot out two killing rays, and he coldly spat out "Kill!"

Ling Xiao said: "Senior Jianchao went there rashly half a year ago and was surrounded and killed. Even if Shenzong and I took action, it would be difficult to kill them."

Linghao said coldly: "Jian Chao said that he is not the only one to cross the border city. More masters from the Gods will come next. We don't have to worry, just wait and see."

Lingxiao nodded, said nothing more, and left. She had already made some calculations in her mind and decided to go there in person to investigate Han Yu's specific situation. She was really uneasy.

Lingxiao didn't take a few steps when she heard Linghao muttering to himself: "Here he comes."

Then Lingxiao felt that she was wrapped in a force. She did not resist, and left here the next moment and appeared above the divine court. In the eastern sky, an old man with white hair and a childlike face, holding a fly whisk and carrying a mahogany sword on his back, dressed like a Taoist priest, walked slowly towards this side in the sky, frowning slightly, it seemed that something made him unhappy.

"Who is Taoist fellow Taoist?" Linghao asked, cupping his fists from afar.

"The sword is like a rainbow." The old man said slowly.

"Linghao, the Lord of the Divine Court." Linghao was overjoyed.

"Master Divine, is he a strong man in the middle stage of Quasi-Emperor?" Ling Xiao secretly sent a message to Ling Hao. The old man's aura was very ethereal, making her a little unpredictable.

"Yes!" Linghao said.

Lingxiao was overjoyed.

"I was the first one to arrive?" Jian Ruhong asked.

"No, before Fellow Daoist, there was another Fellow Daoist named Jianchao." Linghao said.

"Jian Chao? My nephew, where is he?" The old man was delighted. During this operation, many masters of the God Clan died in the border city. Naturally, he was happy to hear that his nephew was still alive and had arrived here first.

"He..." Linghao didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What's wrong?" the old man asked, his tone a little urgent.

"He was killed." Linghao said with some shame.

"What?" The old man's color changed suddenly, and his aloof demeanor changed instantly, as if a peerless demon king had just awakened.

…

Demon Alliance, three people suddenly appeared in the sky in the north of Tiangang Disha City Group. The three of them, an old man with an immortal spirit, a middle-aged man with piercing eyes, and a peerless beauty in flowing white clothes, were none other than Jian Ruhong, Linghao, and Lingxiao who had just arrived in Zhongtian Continent.

When Jian Ruhong learned the whole story of Jian Chao's death, he wanted to take revenge without wanting to leave. On the way, Linghao told Jian Ruhong some things that had happened in the divine court, which made this old man with a fairy-like spirit several times. Roaring, murderous intent rising into the sky.

"It's a pity that Han Yu is dead. I can't kill him with my hands. Today, I will use his incarnation and the blood of his wife and children to pay homage to the dead souls of our heroic heroes." Jian Ruhong said coldly, with a bone-chilling voice. , making Lingxiao on the side feel a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Jian, should you call for a formation, or go in directly?" Linghao asked. He can't wait to go on a killing spree. Over the past few years, he has been too frustrated.

"It's just a small formation, just break it!" Jian Ruhong said disapprovingly, his spine trembled, and the sword on his back rushed out, making a sword cry, and rushed into the mist rising in front.

The sword easily dissolved the fog, and soon the ground shook, and then a loud noise shook the sky. By the time the sword flew back and entered the scabbard behind Jian Ruhong, the fog in front had dissipated, and the Tiangang Disha formation was broken.

Within Bafang City and the Imperial Palace.

Huo Qilin rushed into the air immediately and saw the Tiangang Disha formation being broken, and then the three people walked side by side. The woman on the left rolled up her sleeves, and a whirlwind blew by. The screams were deafening for a moment. All monsters caught in the whirlpool, no matter what their cultivation level, were immediately shattered.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Lingyin, Baihu, Xuanwu, Sun Shenzi, Fenghuang and others also rushed to the sky above the palace and saw the three people.

"Linghao is here!" Lingyin's face changed slightly.

"Who is that old man? Why have I never seen him before?" Bai Hu asked.

"I don't know. I'm afraid they are the gods from outside the territory. Walking between Linghao and Lingxiao, the weakest are all mid-stage quasi-emperors. We are no match for them. We enter the formation and use the killing formation to entangle them." Lingyin said in a deep voice.

None of them acted impulsively and quickly returned to the palace.

"When the fighting starts, we'll hold them back while you find a chance to leave here." Lingyin looked at Phoenix and said solemnly.