Chapter 722: The Emperor's Soldiers Return Alone
The rain rained overnight and finally stopped the next morning.
At the foot of the mountain forest, the air is refreshing and moist, and if you take a breath, there is also the effect of moistening the throat, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and there is no sleepiness at all.
However, Wu Heng, who woke up in the bed, didn't seem to be willing to get out of bed too early.
Sink in the gentle country.
Last night, he put himself to death and came back to life, the potential of the demon soul was stimulated to the limit, the three major forces were all destroyed, and no one survived. No, she was still lying on Wuheng's sturdy chest like a kitten, sleeping deeply.
Looking at the beautiful melon seed face lying on her body, the corners of Wu Heng's mouth crossed a happy smile, and her long and curved eyelashes trembled gently, as if she was having a nightmare, or dreaming that Wu Heng was bullying herself, and she was struggling to resist this bad guy.
Wu Heng stretched out his hand and gently smoothed her long hair scattered on her shoulders to the side, but this move made Leng Hanshuang itch, she pursed her mouth a little angrily, and made a dream sound, but she didn't wake up,
"How nice it would be if I could hold her like this forever......" He secretly sighed, a little tired of the killing outside, and didn't want to be contaminated, but they always came uninvited, and they couldn't help themselves.
Subsequently, Wu Heng hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, her skin was like satin, delicate and soft, Wu Heng's heart couldn't help but tremble, and the flames in his body gradually burned, but seeing that the cold frost showed no sign of waking up, and it was not easy to force it, over time, he looked at the roof of the thatched house in a daze.
At this moment, the heart has never been quiet, the thatched house is surrounded by mountains and water, and the environment is elegant. Not far away is a big river, the riverbed is dry on weekdays, but because of last night's downpour, the rolling torrent has risen, and the people downstream were surprised to find some tattered clothes washed to the shore, and a lot of twisted and deformed metal magic weapons, an old village chief has seen a lot, and his eyes are full of essence and said: "These things are worth a fortune!"
"Can I get two buns when I get them to the pawnshop?" asked a middle-aged man passing by chopping wood.
"Look at your Wang Ergou's point of interest, what is it to exchange two buns?" The old village chief glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, and his saliva fell to the ground, and said: "If I am not mistaken, these things are definitely monks' magic weapons, and if they are better, they can be exchanged for a hundred buns, and they are meat buns!"
The old village chief was very proud of his knowledge, and emphasized that it was "meat buns" rather than "buns".
These things are all at the level of holy soldiers, and if the former owner knew that the old village chief took a hundred meat buns to measure their price, it is estimated that he would come back to life from the inside of the coffin.
"Boom"
Suddenly, there was a stick shining with white divine light in the river breaking through the water, it was a magic staff, the whole body was pitch black, printed with a divine dragon intertwined with white light, roaring, the dragon roared loudly, resounding in the sky, and the villagers on both sides of the bank were stunned, what kind of treasure is this, it can actually send out the roar of a dragon.
"You can't get this thing for a thousand meat buns...... the old village chief said tremblingly, pointing to the staff.
The staff is the imperial soldier left by the Tiangang Emperor - the Tiangang Demon Pestle.
Last night, Wuheng's demon soul invaded his body, and he actually forgot about this fork, so that this imperial soldier flowed into the river along the high mountain torrent. And after a night of sleep, the Tiangang Demon Pestle regained its aura, operated on its own, and flew in the direction of the Tiangang Divine Sect, so that he could be regarded as missing an imperial soldier.
The Emperor soldiers of the Tiangang Divine Sect crossed the ocean alone, automatically looking for the path of their own sect and returning.
On the way, they happened to pass through Qingtang Town, and the holy lords of the major forces did not leave, and when they saw the Tiangang Demon Pestle floating through the void, they all shuddered in their hearts, this imperial soldier was carried by Fierce Xiaoyun in order to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference, and it flew by alone, what does this mean?
Imperial soldiers, generally people are soldiers, unless the roaring clouds fall, it will not seek to return on its own.
"What the hell is going on?" many of the Holy Lords were horrified, and their hairs stood on end.
A monk vaguely said to others: "Yesterday afternoon, the Tiangang Divine Sect, Fengyue Pavilion, and the Corpse Chasing Sect united and went out of the town, all the personnel were brought together, and there was no one left, looking at the posture, I knew that there would definitely be a big war." ”
Hearing this, the people next to him didn't dare to imagine in their hearts, could it be that the three major forces had killed a Holy Lord in this battle-Fierce Howling Cloud?!
"I think it's true!"
"It's impossible, Fierce Howling Cloud is a great man who has arrived in the Three Realms of Tongtian, and he still has imperial soldiers in his hands, who has the ability to kill him?"
"Nothing is impossible, this Tiangang Demon Pestle floating alone is the most powerful evidence!"
Some greedy people flew up, wanting to intercept this imperial soldier halfway, but they were shocked one by one coughing up blood, only half a breath was left, and many people who were scared did not make a move were heartbroken, and the imperial soldier was indeed an imperial soldier, and it was very popular to take it.
As for the Holy Lord, it is not easy to wade into troubled waters, and there is an old monster in the Tiangang Divine Sect, and taking away this imperial soldier will lead to a saint-level existence to retaliate.
"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone...... A generation of heroes of the world actually died overnight...... "Many people are stunned, secretly thinking that what terrible things happened on the night of the heavy rain yesterday actually led to the fall of the holy lord. This is not an ordinary Holy Lord, he is among the eight major forces in Zhongzhou, and he is the Holy Lord of a generation of Divine Sects.
Of the three major forces, only the Fengyue Pavilion left two monks, who were eyeliners, to observe whether Wu Heng was going alone. In short, it is the messenger.
Therefore, the two dragon monks survived and did not die tragically on that pouring night.
But when the bad news came, the two Fengyue Pavilion monks couldn't believe it for a long time, and the next day, they walked on the street nervously, muttering to themselves in despair: "All dead, all dead......
In Qingtang Town, all the monks were there, so naturally they quickly discovered these two people.
Xuanyuan Wu was tall, and he happened to bump into the "crazy" two people on the street, and with a big hand full of muscles, one of them was grabbed like a little chicken, and his feet were suspended from the ground.
"Everything is dead, tell Lao Tzu clearly!" Xuanyuan Wu asked in a rough demon male voice.
The captured monk's eyes were glazed, as if his spirit had suddenly been stimulated by something, and he was completely unconscious, and he said to himself: "The pavilion master is dead, the deputy pavilion master is also dead, and the brothers and sisters are all buried in the mountains." ”
Xuanyuan Wu's eyebrows were horizontal, Kong Wu was powerful, and he asked with certainty: "Pavilion Master, Deputy Pavilion Master, are you talking about Bai Chongshan and Leng Qiushui?"
"They're all dead. The monk had a problem in his head, and the bull replied with no mouth.
"What's going on?" Xuanyuan Wu was extremely shocked in his heart, first the Tiangang Demon Pestle floated by alone, and now there were two more Fengyue Pavilion monks nervously saying that they were all dead, and the other three major forces were like evaporating from the world, and they couldn't find half a ghost in Qingtang Town.
The major forces chased the wind and shadows, sent people to investigate, and finally came to the news of the Zhongzhou earthquake, Fengyue Pavilion, Tiangang Divine Sect, and the corpse chasing faction were all wiped out overnight, and they hated a deep mountain and old forest thousands of miles away! Many tattered clothes and weapons fell into the river along the torrent in the mountains, and some local villagers watched a pitch-black magic staff fly out of the river, turned into a beam of white light and went into the distance, and soon disappeared, many guessed that it should be the Tiangang Demon Pestle.
"It's incredible, not one of the three major forces was killed overnight, including the three holy lords!"
The fall of the roaring clouds was originally a stormy wave, but now it is rumored that the three major forces are drinking and hating in the mountains at the same time, and no one is sorry, and they can't accept it for a while.
"Could it be that Wu Heng did it?" Ouyang Shijia guessed, but he didn't dare to tell others, this matter is not trivial, and he can't talk nonsense.
Xuanyuan Yanran heard the news, her little eyebrows stood up for a long time, and she sat in the room for nearly two hours without changing a single movement. She linked the inexplicable poisoning of her own monks yesterday with the three major forces, and yesterday Wu Heng went to Kunlun Mountain to get the seal, and the three major forces disappeared at the same time, and after one night, the news of the destruction of the three major forces came out.
It is no coincidence that these three things happened together, and Xuanyuan Yanran guessed that the poisoning incident was done by the three major forces together, and it was a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.
In this way, Wu Heng could only go alone to get the seal, and the three major forces just took advantage of the situation to kill him.
The battle that happened last night, she didn't dare to imagine the picture, Wu Heng must be dangerous and dangerous, afraid that life and death would be unpredictable now!
Xuehua was the same as Xuanyuan Yanran, anxious and worried in his heart, the three major forces joined forces with the saint may not be able to deal with it calmly, let alone him.
After thinking about it, the monks of the Xuanyuan family, under the leadership of the Holy Lord, headed towards Kunlun Mountain, and the major sects and holy places also took action, and they followed it, at least to explore the deep mountain and old forest thousands of miles away.
If it was really Wu Heng's doing, it would definitely frighten many old monsters, could the human race god body really be so incredibly strong?
However, Qingtang Town was in an uproar, and thousands of miles away, Wu Heng and Leng Hanshuang were sleeping in a warm big bed, quietly enjoying the world of the two. The futon had already been replaced with a new one, it was changed by Leng Hanshuang, and she thought that the original bedding had the smell of other men, so she changed everything except the bed frame. Storage rings are magical, they can be placed in it, so it's no surprise that you'll take out your futon.
Wang Ergou, who went to chop wood, stayed at a friend's house overnight because of the heavy rain came back, and when he saw the thatched house that was not affected by the torrent because of the relatively high terrain, he was very excited and excited, but when he opened the door, the whole person was petrified on the spot.
In his own bed, two outsiders actually broke in.
The man has long hair and a shawl, and a beautiful face, he doesn't look like a wicked person, why would he occupy his own home?
And when he saw the woman, Wang Ergou swore that the widow Zhang in the village was definitely not as good as one percent of her stunning appearance, or even more, this was simply a fairy......
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