"Okay!" Although Qiding was very annoyed that he was wrong about the strength of the store, he was still unwilling to give up.

Venerable Qiding and Supreme Venerable glanced at each other, sacrificed their respective weapons, and used the Yuan Force on their bodies to attract the aura in the air, as if the power of the earth had descended, with a destructive might, Qin Qin made a move and quickly attacked Bai at the door.

"Boom-"

In the Kyoto Imperial Palace, after noticing the Yuanli riot on the side of the store, the new emperor Mu Huabai immediately issued an order and began to move the nearby crowds.

In the inn, the ancestors of several great empires gathered together, and the atmosphere was a little stiff, until they felt the flow of aura in the air, and the atmosphere became relaxed.

"The Tanglin Empire is planning to be a shrinking turtle this time, Kyoto is going to be turned over, and Mu Hua, that old guy, is still silent. The ancestor of the Nanxuan Empire touched the beard on his chin, although it was a simple action, but it gave people a noble temperament.

"They got their hands dirty. The ancestor of the Fengyan Empire said lightly, looking sideways out the window.

"What a bunch of savages, without any manners, to do what only a robber does. The ancestor of the Huster Empire said disdainfully.

"Don't act as if your purpose is different from theirs. The Ancestor of the Sun Hades Empire said sarcastically.

"Even if the purpose is the same, as a civilized empire, it will not make such a blatant move. Huster Ancestor retorted, looking at the Ancestor of the Sun Nether Empire and sneering, "On the contrary, it's you, Song Peng, the Sun Netherworld Empire is at war with the Tanglin Empire, and you even came to Tanglin Kyoto in a grand manner, should I be so bold for you?"

"So what, I've been here for so long, and the Tanglin Empire hasn't moved, what can they do to me?" Song Peng, the ancestor of the Sun Netherworld Empire, sneered, his face full of disdain.

"If it weren't for the fact that Tanglin was in the stage of handing over the new emperor, and it was not appropriate to make extraneous branches, do you think you would be so relaxed?" Huster Ancestor took a sip of the tea in his hand.

The two quarreled with each other, and suddenly Fengyan Ancestor, who didn't speak much, spoke, "Have you found anything yet?"

"What did you find?" asked the Huster Ancestor, a little dazed.

Nanxuan Ancestor and Sun Immortal Ancestor glanced at each other, but they couldn't figure out what they should find.

"So many things happened in Kyoto, so many old guys came, but Mu Hua never appeared. Feng Yan Ancestor said slowly, his eyes turned around the faces of the three people without a trace, and then lowered his eyes, ignoring the different expressions on the faces of the three people.

"Are you...... What might have happened to Mu Hua?" The Sun Ancestor said implicitly, in fact, he wanted to know if Mu Hua was dead? Otherwise, how could he not come forward after so many old guys came to Kyoto?!

Several people present understood what he meant, but none of them answered him.

After being silent for a while, Nanxuan Ancestor spoke: "Since we came to Kyoto, we really haven't seen Mu Hua. ”

"Is it really dead?" asked Huster Ancestor in surprise, his tone very uncertain.

"I don't know. Feng Yan Ancestor Yun replied lightly. Holding a teacup and drinking tea, the pleasant look was as if the topic was not brought up by him.

Nanxuan Ancestor and Sun Ming Ancestor glanced at each other again, and they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

"This time I participated in the seizure of the eight-grade spirit weapon, and my Sun Underworld Empire withdrew first. The Sun Immortal Ancestor announced.

His decision was not surprising to be present.

"The Nanxuan Empire is not involved either. Nanxuan Ancestor said slowly, "Although it's a pity, but the spirit weapon already has the owner, so it won't take away people's favor." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present scolded shamelessly in their hearts, thinking so in their hearts, but a smile appeared on their faces, and no one pierced his excuses.

Far away on the outskirts of the city, on a desolate hillside, the ground was covered with dry grass and gravel in addition to the dry soil.

A man stood on the hillside with his hands behind his back, and the wind that blew the corners of his clothes, as well as the dead grass, called his surroundings a little bleak.

I don't know how long it took, but secretly stood in place, looking up into the distance, motionless, like a sculpture.

I don't know how long it took, he finally moved, took a step forward imperceptibly, and his body flickered, but that's all, and then there was no movement, still motionless looking into the distance in the direction of the east.

And in his sight, a little black dot appeared in the air, and the black shop gradually expanded, from the size of a fist to the size of half a Rao's body.

As the black dot approached, the original appearance of the black dot was gradually revealed, it was a bird, all black, and its feathers were very smooth, like a crow and like a dove.

The bird was carrying a square box on its back, and even with something on its back, the bird was still fast, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of the man.

The birds flew around the man happily a few times, and chirped excitedly several times.

The man raised his hand, and the bird tacitly stopped on the back of the hand he raised, happily rubbing its head against the man's arm.

"Long time no see, Gale. The man greeted, his voice full of joy.

The bird is a wind bird, day and night, and finally arrived at the side of his own lord Rao at this moment,

'It's been a long time, master, I miss you so much. The wind and the birds spoke, and the joy in their eyes could not be hidden.

The man smiled, and made intimacy with the wind bird for a while, and saw that its eyes were bloodshot, but its eyes were very dependent on intimacy, so he took off the box on its back, stretched out his hand, opened it again, and found no problems, he was immediately relieved in his heart, and at the same time a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

When, Old Marquis Qin was thinking about tactics in the tent of the barracks, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent, he immediately felt a headache, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyebrows, recently he always felt that something bad had happened.

Just as he was frowning and trying to go out and take a look, a soldier brought it to him.

By the time he heard it, the reason why it was so noisy outside was because a box had fallen from above.

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, but he suppressed the uneasiness that welled up in his heart, frowned, nothing, got up, and came to the door with a serious face.

"General. When they saw him come out, the soldiers who were standing shouted one after another.

Old Marquis Qin answered, and after walking out of the tent, he saw a box falling on Lin at a glance.

"You go and open it. Old Marquis Qin casually ordered a soldier to step forward and open it.

The soldier who was named immediately and cautiously slowly stretched out his hand towards the box.

"Ahh

When the box was opened, everyone around changed their faces, even Old Marquis Qin's face changed.

What was exposed in the box was nothing but a human head! The front face of the human head was hidden by the messy strands of hair stained with blood, making it impossible to see the specific face, and the dried blood stains were sprinkled on the edge of the wall of the box.

Even though the appearance of the head was covered by hair, the bad premonition in the heart of Old Marquis Qin became more and more serious, he stabilized his mind, stretched out his hand to pick up the soldiers in front of him, and walked quickly in front of the head.

The more he walked in, the more familiar the head gave him, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded at an uncontrollable speed, and finally, he stood still in front of the head.

He turned a deaf ear to the worried shouts of the soldiers around him, and Old Marquis Qin stretched out his slightly trembling hand and brushed away the hair covering his skull's face, and a pair of dead eyes met his gaze in an instant.

Boom -

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in his head, and Old Marquis Qin's face turned pale, and he involuntarily took a step back, looking at the head in front of him in disbelief.

That face was six points similar to him, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face stained with blood, his face was hideous, and the unwillingness, resentment, and remorse in his eyes were ...... His emotions were like a sharp knife that hit his entire mind.

That's his son! Old Marquis Qin's lips trembled a little, but he seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and he couldn't spit out a word.

"Who is it!" The deeply stimulated Old Marquis Qin let out a long roar, roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot all over his eyeballs, and the anger turned into a real murderous aura burst out from him, and suddenly his body shook, his eyes were black, his eyes rolled, he fell back, and fainted!

At the same time, in the palace of the Nanxuan Empire, Emperor Nanxuan crushed the note in his hand, waved his hand, and gave a majestic order: "Attack the Tanglin Empire!"

"Yes!"

The army, which had long been ready to go, with high morale, pressed towards the border of the Tanglin Empire......

In Gunan City in Southern Xinjiang, Ai Ming was attacked by three seventh-order peak cultivators, and although he defeated the other party with his strong strength, he was also seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Mu Hualan stood on the side of the bed, looking at her own master lying on the bed, with imperceptible worry on her indifferent face.

Suddenly, a man wearing dark red general armor walked in at the door, the man looked at Mu Hualan's back, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his eyelids, covered up his strange appearance, and paused and said seriously: "General Lan, there is an urgent report from the scouts, the army of the Sun Empire has moved in recent days, and today there is a team of men and horses standing outside the boundary to provoke our soldiers and provoke a conflict. ”

"Yes. Mu Hualan responded lightly, looked at the military doctor who was diagnosing Ai Ming's pulse and put down his hand and got up, hurriedly stopped the man from thinking about it, and asked the military doctor, "How is the situation of the marshal?"

"General Lan, Marshal, he is seriously injured, all the meridians in his body have been destroyed, and even the dantian has been broken from it, with his subordinate medical skills, he can only delay the deterioration of the injury in a short time, and if he wants to be cured, he can only find an alchemist, especially the dantian, if he wants to recover, he can only rely on the pill. The military doctor was a white-bearded old man, and when he heard Mu Hualan's question, he sighed and said helplessly.

"Alchemist......" Mu Hualan muttered, and the hand placed at his side clenched into a fist.

The status of an alchemist is noble, even if it is a few major sects on the mainland, when facing an alchemist, they have to give three points of courtesy, even a refining sect like Jianbao Pavilion is inferior.

Seeing Mu Hualan's appearance, the white-bearded military doctor sighed in his heart and said: "The marshal's dantian is injured, the alchemist is best to be a five-grade alchemist, who can refine the five-grade purple yuan pill, and with the effect of the purple yuan pill, the marshal's dantian should be able to recover, but these are all speculations of subordinates, subordinates are not alchemists, and it is not certain how to subordinate them." ”

"I see. Mu Hualan nodded, "You stabilize the marshal's injuries first, and I will look for the alchemist." ”

Hearing this, the military doctor was nothing, and he arched his hand and began to suppress Ai Ming's injuries with a serious expression.

Mu Hualan turned around at this time, gave the man a look, and walked out of the door first.

"General Xue, did you just send someone from the Underworld Empire to provoke our army?" Standing in the courtyard of Fang Menqiang, Mu Hualan asked with a serious expression.

"Yes, our spies have also sent back news that the Empire of the Sun Underworld is gathering an army and preparing to capture the ancient southern city in one fell swoop. The man, the deputy general Xue Mingyu, said with a solemn face.

After that, he paused, and seeing Mu Hualan frowning, he continued: "General Lan, now that the marshal is in a coma, our army is leaderless, and morale is low, how should we resist the army of the Sun Empire?"

Without waiting for Mu Hualan to do anything, a series of footsteps came from outside the moon gate.

Sensing the direction of the footsteps coming from the courtyard where he was, Mu Hualan closed her mouth and said nothing, and after a while, with the gradual sound of footsteps, a large group of people walked in from the moon gate.

When those people saw the two people standing in the courtyard, their eyes lit up, but when they saw the two of them, their expressions were solemn, and they became anxious again.

"General Lan, how is Lord Marshal?"

"I heard that Lord Marshal was attacked by someone, I don't know what happened?"

"General Lan, the marshal is inside, can I go in......"

These people are all officials of Gu Nancheng, compared to the officials and ministers in Kyoto, these people have a more fierce spirit, even if they are a civil official, they seem to be very strong like military generals, but there is a trace of imperceptible worry between the eyebrows of some of them.

As soon as they came in, they said a word to Mu Hualan.

Mu Hualan only felt like a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing in her ears, annoying

"Shut up. Mu Hualan said coldly, and the coldness emanating from her body frightened the other party to close his mouth immediately.

"The marshal has zero injuries, and the military doctor is treating you inside, you don't need to worry, now what you have to do is to prepare for the war. Mu Hualan said.

"Pre-war preparations?"

The people present looked shocked, but they quickly reacted, and the city lord of Gunan City said worriedly: "Lord Marshal is injured, can we resist the army of the Sun Netherworld Empire?"

"What you should be concerned about is how to appease Baixin and how to cooperate with the army to defeat the enemy. Mu Hualan's gaze swept over everyone's faces, and stayed on the night wind following behind them, "Night wind, you can take a look at the situation." ”

The crowd followed her gaze and moved to the side, revealing the night breeze behind her.