Hu Wangcai was burned badly, and his face was broken. Although there was Long Lin's healing pill, it didn't take long for him to recover, but he was really frightened for a while, and he didn't dare to get close to the snow again. "I can't see it like that ignorant bird. He explained to Yi Xinliu, who was always busy, and the other party smiled at him understandingly. Since Mao Juhua took over the training of the ant soldiers, she has become much more relaxed, and has focused her main energy on making higher-level rune paper for Long Lin.

Cui Rutie was basically in retreat, and his whole energy was focused on the seemingly simple but powerful black killing root. His refining level of the Demon God was really dizzying. Different from the Karakuri of the human race, the Demon God's refining weapon takes a completely different path, and it is a kind of avenue that he cannot understand and master yet.

Long Lin took out the black "bamboo slip" taken out of He Luo's treasure palace, and read the judgment on it repeatedly, falling into deep thought. From the above brief description of Lu Cun Xingzun's crimes, he couldn't see any reason to be lenient, at least the 100,000 bundles of Zuo Qingjin that were stolen and sold to the Demon God were not recovered, which made Mock Feng seem that Lu Cun's 10,000 heads were not enough to cut off, and it was also quite doubtful whether he was really serving his sentence inside. According to the goddess Duanmu Qingyue, the witch god Zeng Hanjiang was in charge of the Divine Realm Prison, with a cold temperament and a strict and rigid style, so what was the reason for him to let Lu Cun Xingzun go?

He suddenly wanted to talk to He Luo.

Although the poison of the drunken bone incense in He Luo's body has been resolved, there is still a chain full of sharp thorns left in his body, which cannot be dissolved for a while, and it attacks at every turn, which is quite painful. When Long Lin found her, she was recuperating in a small spirit stone room. Seeing Long Lin, she got up and sat up in surprise and uneasiness.

During the conversation with He Luo, Long Lin learned that the merman kings of the past dynasties had not married except He Luo, and that each new merman king would accept the "pearl of ten thousand waters" handed over by the previous officer. The Pearl of Ten Thousand Waters has no offensive effect, it is just a folding space that symbolizes the identity of the merman king. Before the Great War of Gods and Demons, the Shark King was the supreme ruler of the entire Great Ying Sea, and every time a new king ascended the throne, the Middle Realm had Immortal Monarchs from the lower realm to congratulate. She recalled that when she was young, she had also seen the Immortal Monarch Nangong Zihuang of the Northern Immortal Kingdom of the Middle Realm come to the ceremony in person. After the war between gods and demons began, the god realm gradually lost control of the lower realm, and the Great Ying Sea fell into chaos and turmoil on all sides.

Long Lin wanted to know, Lu Cun was not in prison, why did the previous shark kings not find out, or did they ignore it? Did he honestly serve his sentence inside? Does the king of the Garo Kingdom get the broken left green tendon have something to do with him?

He Luo was sure that Lu Cun was originally serving his sentence in the cell, but it was extremely mana to open the cell, and it was not a last resort, and they didn't want to open it. And in addition to the special circumstances that can be observed and the god realm can be observed during the handover, the merman king only has the permission to open it once. When Su Luo, the previous merman, handed over the Pearl of Ten Thousand Waters to her, she didn't open it, but only understood the general situation inside.

"Then there is no clue when he escaped?" asked Long Lin.

He Luo shook his head blankly.

Long Lin thought for a while, and then asked, "Among the merman kings of the past generations, who has opened the prison cell more than once?"

He Luo quickly replied this time: "There is only one, the fifty-fourth merman king Yiluo." ”

"Is she still alive?"

"I don't know what to do. ”

Long Lin suspected that Yi Luo had let Lu Cun Xingzun go, and judging from the level of divine source consumption of the Guiyi Stone, Lu Cun's escape time was also within the reign period of Yi Luo that He Luo said.

He told Long Bao about this conjecture. Long Bao asked, "Then, where are the two dog men and women of Yiluo and Lu Cun most likely to hide?"

Yes, where to hide? Long Lin thought, as a prisoner from the Divine Realm, the possibility of Lu Cun returning to the Divine Realm was very small, and if he hid in the Nether Realm, his realm would be greatly suppressed, which would be unfavorable to him... The biggest possibility is that it is still dormant in the middle realm to make waves... When I think about it, I can't help but be depressed.

The two female cultivators who were rescued, Zhu Muxia of the Flame Sect and Jin Wumen Wei Zhen, recovered quickly, but they seemed to have a different kind of mind for Long Lin, always trying to get closer, and they didn't care about the fierce threats and strong warnings of Xue Stained Clothes, which made the entire small world nervous, and they were all highly vigilant.

Long Lin felt that the eyes of the two female cultivators were slightly in a trance, and it seemed that the residual poison was not exhausted. His elixir did not improve on this, and after contacting Chen Xingmiao, he decided to let Mao Juhua take the Sky Breaking Swallow to send them to the Immortal Medicine Gate for treatment.

Mao Juhua couldn't wait to send the annoying woman away immediately, and immediately took the order. Considering that the journey was too far away and that she had to traverse the entire Great Ying Sea, Long Lin asked her to bring many times more high-grade spirit stones than she had estimated. Li Duoshou Steward Li's flesh hurt a lot, it was like picking his heart and liver, but he didn't dare to squeak.

For the safety of the small world, Long Lin asked Mao Juhua to search their souls before leaving, erasing the memories of the small world.

The kingdom of Gara was in chaos. Long Lin's thunder charm destroyed the entire inner city of the royal city, and King Kusin was nowhere to be found, and several princes stationed in other places rushed to the capital when they heard the news, and they fought unceremoniously on the road.

Among them, the two armies closest to the capital fought the most fiercely, one with a red flag and a red robe, and the other with a blue flag and blue robe, both wearing black armor. The fight of millions of people is full of intense anger, fierceness, evil anger, resentment, death... It is mixed into a dark haze and stubborn cloud full of killing atmosphere covering hundreds of miles. Long Lin Long Bao felt that there were relatively strong spiritual power fluctuations above the clouds, and the dead qi rising from the ground seemed to be picked up and pulled by countless invisible hands, surging in one direction in wisps, as if there were cultivators collecting, and they wanted to see what was going on.

The people in the small world were all bored, and they also took the Invisible Pill to watch; Zi Xiu couldn't take off dozens of zhang in the air, but his sister Zi Xi had no problem, regardless of Hu Wangcai and the other mocking eyes, they simply picked him up and followed everyone to watch the excitement.

Sure enough, there were three black-clothed cultivators holding a large bag in the shape of a Qiankun bag, and they were engrossed in collecting dead qi. One of these three people is in the early stage of Jindan, and the other two are in the late stage of foundation building, with wide sleeves and ancient clothes, which are very different from the clothes of the mortals in the Fengqi Continent, and no one knows which Xiuzhen sect it is.

Suddenly, the battle on the ground changed again, and a tall and black strong man rushed out in front of the Blue Army, looking hideous, picking up a red-robed soldier and pulling his legs and tearing them apart, just like tearing carrion, tearing it open and throwing it into the air behind him, the action was as fast as lightning, and the blood rain and internal organs flew wildly, and dozens of soldiers were torn apart in an instant, and the timid people couldn't help but scatter their souls when they saw such a living purgatory scene, and almost all of them were paralyzed to the ground... A red-robed general hurriedly ordered a retreat, scattered to both sides, and ordered to shoot arrows at the strong man.

For a while, the arrows rained down, but there was no damage when they landed on the strong man, he just smiled and stretched out his hand to flick it, just like the attack of flying insects on the leaves, his footsteps were not blocked, and he kicked and stepped on them, and eliminated dozens of them. Under his leadership, the blue-robed army completely covered the past, and the red-robed army began to panic and confusion, and the battle spirit collapsed, and was quickly divided into pieces by the blue-robed army, forming a combined encirclement.

"This man has a lot of demonic energy. "Long Lin sent a message to Long Bao. Those years in the Badlands made him particularly sensitive to the aura of the demon race, although the strong man looked no different from the human race, with bright skin, no horns and no scales. Long Bao asked, "Could it be a cultivator who cultivates demonic skills?" Long Lin shook his head and replied, "No, he didn't use the exercises." You see, although he is tall and strong, he looks childish, like a young demon. ”

The physique of the demon race and the human race are different, the body of the demon develops quickly, and he is naturally strong and powerful, and he does not need to refine his body and his muscles and bones are stronger than the golden stone, but his intellectual growth is slow, and his lifespan is much longer than that of the human race. If the human race didn't cultivate hard, it wouldn't be able to compete with it physically.

Long Bao couldn't figure out how this monster that looked like a human race could be used by the mortal army, and suddenly he felt that Zi Xi beside him seemed to tremble, so he asked, "Zi Xi, are you too tired carrying your brother on your back?"

Zi Xi shook his head and stared at the strong man, with a confused and somewhat curious and intimate look in his eyes.

Zi Xiu suddenly said, "This big man has a wound on the top of his head. ”

His eyes shone with purple light, and he looked down earnestly, and said, "At the left and right ends of the head behind the forehead, symmetrical, like a pair of horns." ”

Zixiu's eyes are unusual, everyone knows that this discovery still surprised Long Lin Longbao a little, and when he looked at it, there was really it. Long Lin thought, this is similar to the situation of Purple Breath, it is also the Demon Horn has been removed, and it has not been removed for a long time, so he can see the wounds in the hair bush that have not yet fully healed; although the various breaths on the battlefield are mixed and complicated, he can still sense that the meridians and blood veins in the strong man's body are not the same as those of Purple Breath. Purple Breath is a demon, and the strong man is not necessarily, or rather, he may not be a pure demon.

This hypothesis made him feel a little scary. If there are thousands of such half-demons and half-humans, it will be difficult for the human race on this continent to survive and gain a foothold.