In the meteorite turbulence, Chu Tian's clone, who was transformed from the original body of the Tiandao Miaoshu, stood at the bow of the flying boat and saluted Chu Tian with a fist.

Chu Tian smiled and nodded to his clone, waved his hand, and the clone flew with Chu Jie and others in the flying boat towards Tumo City. In the cabin, in addition to the elite brothers brought by Hu Dali and others, there were also thousands of broken Judgment Temple armors, more than a hundred corpses of Judgment Envoys, and Lan Mo, Yun Qing and others who were tortured to death.

"If you want to cause trouble, I will cause more trouble for you!" Chu Tian grinned in the direction of Tumo City.

Lord Hanhai wanted to deliberately provoke a war with Shenglingtian, which was destined to be a huge catastrophe. Chu Tian was powerless and unwilling to stop it. He was happy to add fuel to the fire and let these high-ranking families and clans have a good fight.

Prince Xuan was obsessed with Luo'er. Chu Jie told Chu Tian that Luo'er had agreed to Gongyang's conditions and chose her future husband from among a dozen elite children from the seven major clans. Only in this way could the Zhen Sanzhou bandits and Chu Tian's family escape safely from Sheng Lingtian!

Luo'er's sacrifice has made Chu Tian feel angry these days.

So he really wanted to do something, for example, destroy a few cities, blow up a few big worlds, beat a group of young masters from wealthy families so that even their fathers couldn't recognize them, etc.!

"In the Tianlu world, you call us lowly beings."

"Here, you say we are all bastards."

“Perhaps in your eyes, we, the lowly people of grassroots origin, are just ants in the mud, and can only look up to you, the true dragons and phoenixes, forever!” Chu Tian sneered and turned to walk into the black disc-shaped ship with a diameter of a thousand feet left by King Xuan: “But you can never imagine that even if we are ants, as long as there are enough and we are not afraid of death, it is more than enough to bite off a dragon!”

The black disc turned into a stream of light and quickly fled away, shuttling swiftly through the meteorite turbulence with incredible lightness.

Behind this black disc with a diameter of a thousand feet, hundreds of black discs with countless scars on their surfaces followed closely. In these black discs, thousands of powerful monks that Ling Jiu had just created were sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Ling Jiu could not create souls, he could only create strong bodies. The bodies of these monks were inhabited by evil ghosts from Chu Jie's Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Ancestors. Their auras were ferocious and sinister, and it was Chu Tian who used the Taiyin Wanhua Wheel to cover up their auras, making them look no different from living people.

The speed of the black disc itself was extremely amazing, and Chu Tian's control skills were much better than those of King Yan's men. In just a few days, the black disc rushed back to Zhuxie City.

The atmosphere in Zhuxie City suddenly changed. Everyone became well-behaved and the streets became much quieter. Officials from all levels of Zhuxie City gathered together and came to the airport to greet them in fear and trepidation.

Hundreds of black discs that had clearly been hit hard slowly landed, and thousands of solemn judges walked out of the black discs with gloomy faces. These evil ghosts who had temporarily left the Ten Thousand Ghosts Chaozong Diagram and were temporarily under Chu Tian's command narrowed their eyes, like wolves seeing a big fat piece of meat, staring viciously at everyone in the port.

The bulkhead of King Yan's flagship opened, and Chu Tian came out with dozens of strong men in black armor surrounding King Yan.

Wearing that gorgeous 'Sun, Moon and Stars Robe', a black robe embroidered with gold threads that constantly exudes an ancient and rich aura, 'King' walked out with a gloomy face, staggering with every step.

At the port, many officials of Zhuxie City gasped. Looking at this situation, the Judgment Temple suffered a loss? King Yan was injured? This robe on him, eh? I have never heard that King Yan has such a good robe before?

The officials of Zhuxie City naturally have their own information channels. As the most eye-catching young talent in Shenglingtian in recent years, King Xuan’s every move and all his information are carefully collected.

The sun, moon and stars robe on King Xuan was extraordinary in shape, and the aura it exuded gave people a feeling of being as powerful as a prehistoric beast. Obviously, this was a treasure handed down from ancient times.

King Yan had this robe on him for no apparent reason, and he was injured for no apparent reason, and there were so many fewer judges around him. Combined with King Yan's hasty departure from Zhuxie City, many officials could not help but wonder in their hearts, where did King Yan go? What happened? What did he encounter? Did he find some extremely valuable ancient secret realm?

Chu Tian walked a few steps forward from King Yan with a haughty look on his face, stood in front of the officials with his chest puffed out, and sneered, "King Yan...is not feeling well, and needs to stay in Zhuxie City for a while. You must flatter him for all the expenses of food and drink. As for the rest, keep your mouth shut!"

Chu Tian threatened these officials in person to keep their mouths shut, but in fact, he used dreams to continuously inject subconscious messages into the officials present - spread this news quickly, spread this news to those pretty boys who are in competition with King Yan!

To be exact, Chu Tian was almost ordering these officials to quickly pass the news of Prince Yan's injury to those young masters from the seven major families who were interested in Luo'er, and to quickly ask them to find ways to target Prince Yan!

A deputy city lord of Zhuxie City looked at Chu Tian hesitantly. He asked cautiously, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Chu Tian raised his head proudly, and the 'King' took a few steps forward, suddenly drew his sword, and pierced the deputy city lord's chest with one sword. The 'King' kicked the screaming deputy city lord to the ground with a fierce kick, and shouted: "Bastard, Mr. Chu is my hired servant, do you have a say here?"

This deputy city lord must have a cultivation level of more than 100,000 tribulations. The piercing of his chest only caused him physical pain and posed no threat to his life.

The 'King' was furious, and the deputy city lord and other officials knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation, not daring to raise any questions.

The 'King' coughed violently, and a large amount of blood kept gushing out of his mouth. Soon, the blood flowed down his robe like a stream. All the officials of Zhuxie City stared with wide eyes, and remembered the scene of 'King vomiting blood' firmly in their hearts.

This is a big event, this is extremely important information. The 'King' was actually seriously injured like this. As long as this information is sent back to Holy Spirit Heaven, someone from the seven major families will be willing to pay a high price to buy this information.

The officials looked at each other subtly, and several deputy city lords stood up one after another, diligently and personally leading Chu Tian and others to the core area of ​​Zhuxie City.

Given King Yan's status and power, as well as the terrifying influence of the Sa family behind him, King Yan's headquarters in Zhuxie City was naturally arranged in the most central location of Zhuxie City, which was the palace closest to the Taoist palace where Saint Qinglian lived.