The night shines brightly on the earth.

Outside the window, the light is swaying, and the night breeze is gentle. It's not summer yet, but the night in String City is a little hot.

Yang Xian opened the window and looked at the wordless book on the table.

These days, Yang Xian and Feng Xufan have studied this magic weapon made by the Protoss, and temporarily found that this is an artifact that can inhabit demon souls and summon them.

The souls of ordinary people are not as tough as those of the demon clan, and almost all the cultivation methods of the demon clan are based on the demon soul.

It can be said that the demon clan is naturally stronger than the average Zhou people. However, the strength of the demon clan also laid the root of the curse for them, and it was precisely because of the characteristics of the demon clan's alchemy that they would be targeted.

Among the monks of the Zhou people, there are not many alchemy techniques against demon souls, and since the birth of the soul destroying array in the army, the demon clan has been driven out of the fortress, hiding all the way into the demon domain, and has not dared to look south for hundreds of years.

The god traitor Hatoha described the artifacts possessed by the four gods as being able to withstand an army of 100,000, but such power was not achieved overnight, but needed to be accumulated slowly.

Judging from this artifact of the Protoss, they are not only to deal with the Zhou people, but also have a considerable defense against the Demon Clan, leaving a lot of backhand.

However, because of the fall of the astral boundary, most of the Protoss either died in that battle, or fell into the hands of the eight major sects and the Shu Kingdom, and the Protoss suffered heavy losses, and their ambitions were suppressed.

Yang Xian closed the wordless book, and the enchantment technique cast by the Protoss inside had not yet been broken. In other words, this magic weapon still has a master's thing, and it is at the disposal of the Divine Son Fuyu.

The light blue spiritual fire floated beside Yang Xian, like fireflies, cool and full of deadly beauty.

Nian Xianchen's tall and beautiful figure appeared, and he looked at the wordless book on the table.

"The barrier inside has not been breached, so for the time being, put it in the Netherworld and let the ghost pawns take care of it!"

The ghost pawns in the Netherworld Prison are very special, and several ghost kings are all trained by the great demon souls who have cultivated to the realm of the Xuan Netherworld. Yang Xian didn't know if this wordless book could be related to the ghost pawn, but if it could, it would have a surprising effect.

This is equivalent to carrying the magic weapon of the wordless book, which can summon an army of powerful combat power anytime and anywhere, and the scope of the ghost pawn's activities no longer stops at the Netherworld.

Yang Xian planned to deal with the matter of leaving the palace in the Snowy Domain, and then went to the Netherworld Prison to retreat, completely solving the problem of the wordless book.

Nian Xianchen nodded, and was about to leave, but Yang Chun's figure just walked in from outside.

Yang Chun was dusty, and his face looked very bad.

Nian Xianchen has cultivated the body of a heavenly demon, and he can usually follow Yang Xian's side in a spirit state, not to mention ordinary people, even monks with high strength can't detect it.

But all this can't be hidden from Yang Chun! Yang Chun knew that Yang Xian had been following a defective demon beside him, but he had never asked.

Nian Xianchen saw Yang Chun, nodded slightly, and prepared to leave. Yang Chun ignored Nian Xianchen and went straight to Yang Xian's body.

"Young master, how can you agree to the request of that little cub who is still sailing?"

Yang Xian secretly said that he should have come or came, but he saw that Yang Chun, who usually cherishes words like gold, talked endlessly at this moment.

"Young master, you are the descendant of the lord, how can you perform the three kneeling and nine bowing salutes to Yuan Shoucheng? At that time, the lord and Yuan Shoucheng were incompatible, and in the battle of the valley, the lord destroyed Yuan Shoucheng 200,000 elites, and then surrounded by deep soldiers, forcing Yuan Shoucheng to walk on the city wall, and before the army, he personally said three times I lost. Yuan Cheng couldn't swallow this breath until he died, so he thought of this trick, wanting to save face on the descendants of the lord, how can you fall for that villain, young master? ”

Yang Xian looked at Yang Chun like this, and it was obvious that he was angry.

"Master Chun, the past is over. It's been decades since this feud, so why bother to let it continue? ”

Yang Xian tried his best to appease, but who knew that Yang Chun was the same as the little old man who was angry with the juniors.

"Young master, you don't need to tell me this. Listening to the young master, you want to kneel and bow to Yuan Cheng's three knees and nine knocks, the leaders of the Chehe camp, the Kuiwolf camp, and the Lian Li camp, the leaders of the three battalions are all shouting to come to Xiancheng to discuss an explanation with the young master. Among the armies of Changce, Zhichong, Hei Yu, Yingyang, and Zhaoye, the generals of my Yang clan were all indignant and full of emotion. If this news spreads, let alone Shudi, even the old Yang clan hidden in various parts of the Central Plains can't hold it back, young master, you can watch it! ”

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The three battalions of Chehe, Kuiwolf, and Lian Qian were all old troops who followed Yang Ci's side, and their numbers were scarce, with only a few thousand people in each battalion, but they were all elites with powerful killing skills.

These three battalions followed Yang Ci to fight in the south and the north, and later escorted Yang Zhong into Shu, bloody battles against the princes of the world, and suffered heavy losses.

Yang Xian secretly said that the leaders of these three battalions are all old stubborns of Yang Chun's generation!

And Yang Chun's attitude at the moment is even more unreasonable.

Although the forces of the old Yang clan and the forces of the Chengtian Dao faction under Yang Xian are not tense, they have never been able to deal with them.

Putting aside the old feud of the year, since the 100,000 members of the Dongyang Sect were surrendered, and then the Chengtian Daoists of Liangzhou and Jingzhou entered Shu one after another, the open and secret struggle between the two has not stopped.

It was the first time Yang Xian saw Yang Chun like this, and he smiled.

"Master Chun, others don't know why I did this, don't you know? I wanted to take the thing in Feng Xufan's hand to treat Chunye's injury. ”

Yang Chun was stunned for a moment, most of the resentment on his face dissipated, and then a wry smile appeared.

"Young master, do you see that?"

"Master Chun, you can hide it from others, how can you hide it from me?"

Yang Chun shook his head and said, "Although Yuan Cheng's White Dragon Jade Essence has the ability to defy the sky and prolong life, it is difficult to cure the scabies on my body. ”

"Why?"

Yang Xian was a little puzzled and asked.

"I've been hated by the heavens for a long time. Why does the young master think that there are so few great masters in the army? Yang Chun sighed helplessly, "The killing is so much, it is disgusted by the sky, and most of them don't live long!" The lord was already the great master back then, but in the battle of Xigu, 200,000 elites were wiped out, and he was robbed. At that time, with Yuan Cheng's help, coupled with the white dragon jade essence, it was still possible to give it a go. But now in my situation, even if Yuan Shoucheng is resurrected, I am afraid that I can only sigh in vain, and the young master does not have to think about it. ”

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and Yang Gui hurriedly walked in from outside.

"The lord and father-in-law, there is news from the gods, and Huan Wu suddenly dismissed Shang Shu Ling Su Zhe and Taifu Changyu."

"What?"