Wang Rentian didn't understand what was going on and quickly took a step forward.
In an instant, Bi Xia, who had been lowering his head, raised it. A flash of panic flashed across his sky-blue eyes, and then they became cold and ruthless again.
At the same time, an ethereal aura rose from Bi Xia's body.
Wang Rentian exclaimed, "Immortal?"
This syllable was blocked and eliminated by the extremely rich mental power, and no sound was heard at all.
As the dense mental blockade dissipated, Wang Rentian knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with anger and hatred, as well as countless unwillingness and helplessness.
He died with his eyes open.
Going further up, there was a hole between his eyebrows, as if it had been pierced by a bullet.
And that hole was almost the same size as Bi Xia's right little finger.
At this moment, Bi Xia was turning around and walking towards the deep palace. She was dragging her long royal robe, but tears were falling from the corners of her eyes one by one.
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At the same time, when Chang'an was in a situation where everyone was in danger, and before the awarding ceremony was officially over, the energy tide rose again between heaven and earth!
Bi Xia suddenly rose into the air.
She sensed the movements in all directions from afar, and when she sensed seventeen of them, a sneer flashed in her eyes.
When sensing a strange direction outside the sky, a hint of extremely strong fear flashed across Bi Xia's eyes.
Immediately, several Venerable Realm masters came together from their respective directions.
They bowed to Bi Xia and said, "Your Majesty, the coalition forces of a hundred nations have reorganized and are invading from the four borders of China in thirteen directions!"
Another Venerable Poshan also spoke gloomily, "What should we do? Should we divide our forces into thirteen groups to resist and block the attack?"
More than ten Venerable Realm masters looked at His Majesty quietly.
In fact, deep down they would rather organize another decisive battle in the Taihang Mountains as before.
After all, the decisive battle involves the fate of all countries. It is a matter of life and death, a place of survival, especially for the hundreds of countries that have already suffered heavy losses.
Therefore, if we prepare for a decisive battle again this time, we should be able to delay long Shanluo for long Shanluo's return!
Even though they knew that Long Shanluo was not a good person, compared to life and death, how important was it to him whether he was a good person or not?
But Bi Xia grinned and said calmly: "Thirteen routes are not enough... thirty-nine routes!"
"Each of you, venerable ones, will lead your own troops to counter the thirteen armies that are blocking the coalition forces of the hundred nations. The middle thirteen will be composed of the 278 men who have made meritorious contributions before. They will once again attack the rear of the nations. I will use the last thirteen armies for other purposes!"
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