When Dong Jian saw Tang Xuanming again, he even couldn't believe his eyes.

Tang Xuanming in front of him seemed to have been fished out of a pool of blood, his clothes were completely soaked in blood and turned dark red, and his hair was also knotted together, and his eyebrows, ears, and face were covered with blood.

This incarnated celestial man does not have the slightest celestial demeanor, but is like a Shura who came out of hell.

"What are you doing in a daze? Arrange a room for me, I want to wash up. ”

When he heard that familiar voice, Dong Jian dared to confirm that it was Tang Xuanming in front of him, not a hell demon god.

"Yes...... Yes, my lord!"

His palms were full of cold sweat, even if he had followed Guo Jing to kill the enemy together, in the face of Tang Xuanming, and the murderous aura that was vaguely not completely restrained, he still felt terrifying and uneasy, as if he would be pierced by a sword at any time and cut off his head.

"True Martial Demon Emperor ......"

He couldn't help but muttered two sentences in his heart, and for the first time felt the heaviness of this sentence.

The name contains such a heavy killing aura, the True Martial Demon Emperor must be an immortal with an extremely killing aura.

It's just that the previous immortals who rode dragons in Lin'an City gave him too much shock, and he felt extremely surprised.

After chewing the six words of the True Martial Demon Emperor again, Tang Xuanming walked to his side indifferently and said, "Have the specific casualties and harvests been counted?"

"Not yet, Generalissimo Guo is still chasing with 20,000 cavalry, the specific casualty statistics have not yet been fully counted, but it can already be determined that this is a great victory, and it is roughly estimated that the number of Mongolian casualties will not be less than 50,000, as for the capture of more ......"

Tang Xuanming paused, and Dong Jian clearly saw that Tang Xuanming left a clear line of bloody footprints behind him.

The strong smell of blood came to his nose, making his nose twitch twice, which was greatly stimulated.

"Then I'll wait for Guo Jing to return!"

Tang Xuan obviously returned directly to the mansion that belonged to him, and did not stay too much in the outside world.

He has reached the limit of what he can do, and the rest depends on how deep Guo Jing knows Wu Mu's suicide note and how amazing he can be.

The body hidden in his heart was roaring, the black dragon was powerful, only a pair of eyes were golden, and the vertical pupils similar to snakes made people look extremely uncomfortable, but they contained great majesty.

Under the claws of that black dragon, there was also a strange blood-colored dragon.

It is said to be a small dragon, but in fact it is also a behemoth.

In the space that others can't see, in the boundless void, the black divine dragon is a hundred zhang long, and one paw is pressed on a ten-zhang long blood-colored divine dragon, making the divine dragon unable to move, and little by little it is integrated into Tang Xuanming's body.

From time to time, a loud dragon groan sounded, and it was two divine dragons fighting.

But the difference in size made it impossible for the blood-colored divine dragon to struggle, and after fighting for about half an hour, the blood-colored divine dragon was completely integrated into Tang Xuanming's body, making his whole person reddened like a ripe shrimp.

"Whew!"

The loud dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth, and a blood-colored divine dragon flashed in the void, and then sank into Tang Xuanming's body little by little.

Tang Xuanming's body, who was sitting in the mansion, shook violently, and the method in the entry state in this world changed rapidly.

The dragon pattern on the surface of his body was constantly distorted, and in a trance, Tang Xuanming saw a black Howling Moon Demon Wolf, and at the same time, he saw a blood-colored Shadow Spirit Leopard.

Above his heart, a blood-colored divine dragon suddenly appeared, no different from the previous change.

The blood-colored dragon began to turn golden little by little from its tail, although the blood-colored dragon continued to roar and struggle during this time, but it was useless.

In the end, it was covered with gold little by little, like a lifeless painting, reflected on Tang Xuanming's heart.

In a trance, Tang Xuanming opened his eyes.

He only felt that he was incomparably in harmony with the entire heaven and earth, and there was a rich essence pouring into his body between his breaths, although it was thin compared to the world, in this world, it was not inferior to his top-notch medicinal materials.

For a moment, he seemed to be accepted by the world, and he had established a strange connection with this world.

Vaguely, his eyes were once again plated with gold, but with his true body, the black dragon on his heart seemed to be in another space roared, and the gold slowly faded again, and a pair of eyes became black and white again, but the pupils were erect, weird and unpredictable, full of majesty.

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army, who was guarding outside, trembled all over his body when he first saw the faintly appeared blood-colored divine dragon, and when he heard the loud dragon roar, he fell to the ground weakly, extremely frightened, as if he really saw a divine dragon swimming above the nine heavens.

The slight pressure on him from the house where Tang Xuanming was was extremely huge, and he was covered in cold sweat and knelt outside tremblingly.

And the soldiers in this vicinity fell in a large area, and everyone seemed to be facing a wild beast, a real divine dragon.

Squeak!

The sound of the wooden door opening came clearly into his ears, and Dong Jian, who had been staring at the room, seemed to see a blood-colored divine dragon walking out of it, but in an instant, the vision disappeared again, and he only saw a young man with a majestic face, slowly walking in front of him.

"How do you kneel on the ground?"

"Yes...... There were too many fights outside the city, and I was a little out of strength for a while. ”

Dong Jian struggled to stand up, his previous strange state left him, and he could no longer feel the slightest coercion.

But standing in front of Tang Xuanming, he still felt panicked.

"Yesterday the banner has fallen, is the Mongolian Emperor Meng Ge dead? Yesterday the celestial people were suppressing that evil dragon?"

He had such a guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to say much in the face of Tang Xuanming, he just followed Tang Xuanming's side resignedly, only feeling that this descended celestial had become more and more majestic after yesterday's night, and standing in front of him made people feel breathless.

"Is Guo Jing back?"

"The marshal has returned, and this is a big victory. ”

Tang Xuanming nodded, there was no need to say much, Dong Jian naturally stood in front of Tang Xuanming and led the way.

"Yesterday the Mongol Tartars were chased and killed all night, and the marshal had not yet entered the city at this time, and was counting the losses at the city gates. ”

"According to the rule of the military judges, this night moon raid, which killed more than 60,000 Mongol Tartars and captured more prisoners, more than 100,000, was the greatest victory since the founding of the country. ”

Tang Xuanming listened silently all the way, but he also knew that this battle would have a far-reaching impact.

It will cause an unprecedented earthquake in the Great Song Dynasty and directly change the current situation in the Great Song Dynasty.