Chapter 897 (1/2)

The ninth day of September! Dazhao Holy Land!

Although Jingmo did not declare the world, all the heroes in the world had already felt the unusual of Dazhao. Even a series of actions of Dazhao are different from ordinary ones.

At the beginning of the ninth month, outside the palace of the dead Phoenix.

Yan Chuan, Mo Yu Xi, Bai Di Tian and the newly arrived emperor stand quietly on a very open terrace, staring at the Wu's Hall in Dazhao mountain!

Yan Chuan holds Mo Yu Xi's hand, and his heart is very heavy!

”Emperor, from the great wisdom Bodhisattva's mouth that day, can you know that you have been handed down by the sword and the devil, and who leaked it?” Yan Chuan doubts.

”It's the supreme ice Phoenix. It's my father's inheritance. Aunt Ming gave it to me. The ice Phoenix family, when they surrendered to Aunt Ming, should know something. Now I collude with the holy land of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Hum, after this battle, I will kill the ice Phoenix clan The emperor said coldly.

”Killed the ice Phoenix?” Mo Yu Xi frowned slightly.

The emperor looked at the ink feather and said, ”phoenix is divided into many branches. Even in the” fairyland ”, the ice Phoenix and your Ming Phoenix have no good relationship. At that time, the ice Phoenix was only subject to the Ming Phoenix.”

Mo Yu nods. No more entanglement.

”Emperor, are you sure Jingji knows about the death of your father?” Yan Chuan looked at the emperor and asked.

The emperor nodded and clenched his teeth and said, ”father's revenge, we must not share the same fate. I must be the enemy in hand!”

”Isn't Dao mo the first person in the world? Who could kill him then Yan Chuan doubts.

”I don't know. At that time, the holy land of immortality was just like the holy land of Dazhao now. In this world, every word is as good as ten thousand ministers. I can't imagine it!” The emperor shook his head and said bitterly.

Yan Chuan nodded and asked no more questions.