These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 400 The assassination is coming!

"Those college instructors went to the capital?"

In Xirong Academy, Doukouhong and others looked at the sky.

"Hmph, you're off to slack off!" The Sword Fairy snorted coldly, not knowing what to say.

Just like these worshippers had no sense of belonging, the Sword Fairy actually had no feelings towards these people.

If it weren't for the fact that a college was recruiting some tutors, she wouldn't bother with them.

And the priests we just recruited are not slaves.

Most of the time it's free.

What’s a bit funny is that they went to the capital to steal the palace in front of the owner.

"What do you think?" Sword Fairy couldn't help but ask.

Xin Xichen smiled and said, "Just ignore them."

Now everyone is keen to explore the capital city. But they don't know that this is also part of the calculations of this saint.

These spies are exploring the palace. Once they are exposed, the main body can also burn these heretics who come one after another to death, and this will become his knowledge base.

It makes his Dharma image in Xinyizhou City even stronger!
The Saint of Jiusui was too clever for his own good.

He has sent so many geniuses from various major sects to serve as spies. If they are burned to death by himself, he will master the most advanced technology of various major sects in the era of acquired spiritual roots.

He will also be the first person of this era.

Open up new territories and create the latest prosperity for mankind.

Yes.

It will even exceed the era when he, the Saint of Nine Spikes, ruled.

At this time, the Sword Fairy gave a thumbs up and said, "Your Majesty, you are really amazing, especially the latest defense tower spirit reform."

Xin Xichen: "It's okay. Anyway, I see that your weapon spirits are so anthropomorphic, so I'll give you a new way of thinking, to make it less anthropomorphic!"

The Sword Fairy nodded, "Thank you for your advice."

Doukouhong, Xinyi Baishan and others beside them all had stiff expressions.

Speaking of spirits
Because in the past few days, the saint led the sword fairy to carry out a new type of weapon spirit transformation, which changed the appearance of the sneaky weapon spirit into a more thrilling and scary one.

The saint smiled and looked at the group of people: "We should build the tower now."

"There are only a few of them. Aren't there still many more to go?" the Sword Fairy asked curiously.

"It's fine."

The saint said: "I have my own plan. We continue to build, and the other assassins continue to prepare."

"Both sides are preparing, and our advantage will become less and less. It is better to release the few towers we have built first to make them fall into fear. They will be afraid that we will build more and attack us immediately."

The Sword Fairy didn't say much.

Although she loves to chatter and act as a lively presence, she will not do anything stupid at critical moments to stop some bigwigs from making decisions.

"Then let's start installing the defense tower."

Boom!

Soon, several giant god-like statues placed a tall tower on the central ring.

The lighthouse stands tall, like an eternal guardian, scanning the outer and inner rings in this central area.

"what is that?"

“So tall and huge!”

On the ground of Ximen, countless people looked curiously.

Above the nursery.

In a cloud garden.

There seemed to be several people looking down at the pond.

This pond was extremely strange. It was a small map of Kyushu, with clouds and mist, rushing rivers, and mountains. All kinds of information were collected on it.

"According to the latest information, all the cities in Xinyi Continent have gathered together. Are they preparing to take refuge?"

"In Xinyizhou City, who actually built a tall tower?"

A white-haired old man in a silk gown sighed.

His face was covered with wrinkles, and his pupils were actually golden, as if the sun and the moon were flowing in them, as if reflecting the stars in the sky.

This is the state of transformation, where the intimidation of the eyes is like the sun and the moon.

Qianzhi Sect is known as the number one sect selling information in Jiuzhou, and its leader is: Chang Wudao.

No one knew that the founder of this neutral sect that sold and collected information everywhere was actually an ancient being in a tomb.

Someone nearby spoke up, "Lord Chang Wudao, he built a tall tower. He must have invited the master craftsman Xirong to build it. Looking at the size of the tower, it must be able to surround the entire city."

Chang Wudao smiled and said, "If we are any later, the defense will be even more terrible. We must take action now!"

"Take action immediately?" someone murmured.

"Yes."

Chang Wudao put his hands behind his back, looking proud:
"No matter how strong he is, he is just a Dharma image. His real body is stationed in the capital. How can I be afraid of him, a mere outcast from the old times?"

"If it weren't for those people in the dark who were on guard against each other and were unwilling to use their full strength, and only used the Dharma images to surround and kill him, how could he be so arrogant?"

"I originally wanted to let him go for a while, but that kid actually pushed his luck and left the capital with his Dharma image, and fought our Dharma images on equal terms, just to seek death."

He came from the previous dynasty, and the person in front of him was just a junior.

I don’t know how much older I am than him.

He witnessed the founding emperor of the Xin Dynasty and even assassinated the founding ancestor of the Xin Dynasty. He was just the last saint of a fallen country.

How dare you be so arrogant?

He witnessed the rise and fall of two dynasties, so how could he be afraid?
"But our ally, the female poison doctor who claims to be able to poison a saint, has already..." A powerful man frowned, "Besides, we are not fully prepared yet."

"We continue to prepare, and the other party will continue to build high towers." Dao Wuchang smiled, "Now, he only has one defense tower. Can he defend against us?"

"The last saint is dead. The only thing we fear is the Xirong master craftsman who has infinite possibilities and is creating the mysterious Immortal Tower."

He shook his head and said, "We can't let him continue to build like this."

After saying that, he glanced at some existences in other secret realms.

Pity.

The other cultivators in the Transformation Realm also have their own small groups, waiting for an opportunity to act.

"They hide in the shadows like mice, not daring to take action. Then watch me kill him and spread my name as a wicked person."

Chang Wudao laughed loudly, and a huge three-flower rose from the top of his head. All the golden sunlight gathered on his golden flowers. A god of war in golden armor and robe condensed on the lotus platform of the flowers, as if a god from heaven had descended.

"Come with me!"

The god of war on the flower throne leaped up, flew down the nursery, passed through heavy clouds, and fell into Xinyizhou City amidst the howling wind.

A hasty assassination that did not require any words at all, in an instant, it took place in the center of the inner ring of Xinyi Prefecture City, in the Xinyi Palace.

Boom boom! !
A terrifying gust of air exploded as if the earth was turning upside down.

The people of the thousands of cities in Xinyi Continent were immersed in the joy of having just moved into a new home, when suddenly they heard a loud thunder in the sky.

The common people who were traveling around the city gates all looked up in surprise.

In the originally cloudless sky, suddenly, giants stood in the clouds, their faces surrounded by clouds, reflecting rainbows.

"What is that??!" someone screamed.

All the people in Ximen were stunned.

Tap!

Some tourists dropped the snacks they were holding.

(End of this chapter)