Entrance to the Pantheon.

The pitch-black mountain wall suddenly rippled like water waves, and two figures rushed out, and Dolgon, carrying the confused Baker Richardson, rose from the air and stood in the void, his brown eyes calmly sweeping around.

He saw a drone floating near Niushan that was used as a surveillance. I saw a distance beyond the reach of human eyes, and there were many descendants of Baoze.

The military personnel who saw the real guns blocking the road to Cow Mountain, and saw the scouts lurking in the dense jungle.

In the territory of Niu Mountain, no wind or grass, any intelligent creature, can hide his perception.

Niu Shan is still under the control of Bao Ze, which proves that the bloodline of the Superpower Guild has not occupied this place, is there not enough time?

Maybe yes, this battle would have been a little longer, and the long physical strength of the extreme master would definitely not be able to be resolved quickly unless it was a one-sided fight.

However, the appearance of Demon Dao Forgetfulness ended the battle early

"Demon Dao!" Dolgon let out a slow breath.

The physical body was annihilated, and the remnant soul also returned to heaven and earth at the Dao Conference, but unexpectedly, there were still souls left in the world.

The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen.

The idea of breaking the army is right, if it weren't for the strangulation of the demon path eighty years ago, today, eighty years later, there is nothing to do with them.

"But you're underestimating him. Dorgon glanced at his dark blue arm, where the remnants of the Broken Army rested.

Without the remnants of self-consciousness, like a newborn baby, acting entirely on instinct, Dolgon easily crushed him in his left arm.

Things are not too bad, although the Superman Association did not occupy Niu Mountain, but it seems that Baoze has not mobilized too many troops here, which means that the battle between Baoze and the Superpower Association is not over.

The Mighty Guild has restrained Baoze.

Although the Qingshi "fell", the relics were not eliminated, which is also a blessing in misfortune.

Dolgon recalled the scene just now, and he still felt a little scared.

That sword, if it is locked on him, the fate of the broken army is the fate of his Dolgon.

In fact, if it weren't for Li Xianyu and the others who also suffered a spiritual impact, the sword of the Demon Dao could completely end this battle that had lasted for endless years.

Dolgon's ears moved, and he heard the movement from the entrance of the Pantheon behind him, and immediately stopped hesitating, and swept away with Baker Richardson.

He didn't flee directly, but wandered around the Niushan Scenic Area for a while, locking a small river.

Ice Slag and Grandma rushed out of the Pantheon, looked around for a moment, and saw Dolgon and Baker Richardson hanging above the creek.

The former, like them, has broken free from the state of mental confusion, and the latter is still in a state of confusion, like a drunk who has drunk too much wine.

The ice slag screamed and flapped its wings, as fast as a red line of fire across the sky.

"Hmph, wait!" said Dolgon, grinning, and plunged headlong into the clear water.

The ice slag followed, crashing into the river.

Zizizizi

The river made a loud noise, and the whole river was like boiling water, tumbling and steaming.

The cold, clear water quickly evaporated, revealing a cracked riverbed after a few seconds.

Instead of rushing after it, Grandma looked upstream, where the water was rapidly covering the cracked riverbed, but when it was a hundred meters away from the ice slag, it was snorting and evaporating rapidly.

"Gone?" said Grandma, frowning.

The ice slag was covered in flames, flowing molten lava, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was extremely cold: "Escaped along the underground river." ”

Niushan is full of water, and the underground river is complex, like a spider web, which is the best escape route.

And for the bloodlines other than the water system powers, the underground river is not at all reasonable, because "you can't get in" unless you overturn the whole mountain.

No, ordinary water-based adepts can't do it.

Looking at the bloodline world, only Dolgon, a celestial powerhouse, can do it.

His water ability is unparalleled, and he inherits and dominates himself.

Water and land are the best barriers to cover up the fluctuations of the air engine.

"I'm so angry, I let them escape again, and I fought for so long in vain. Grandma said angrily.

"How can it be considered a vain fight?" Bing Slag said lightly: "We have completely regained our disadvantage, and the plan we set up in the Pantheon Palace is out of helplessness, in order not to sit still. But even so, our chances of victory are still not great, if it weren't for the Demon Dao's Sword of Will, it would be very likely that we would be defeated. ”

"But now it's different, the soul of the broken army is gone, except for Dorgon and Baker Richardson. ”

Grandma thought about it and felt reasonable: "Yes. ”

The corners of the ice slag's mouth twitched, and the mocking words rushed to his throat and swallowed back

Somewhere underground away from Cow Mountain, Dorgon violently blasted open a cavern that could hold about ten people. Press your hands on the wet walls to drain the water from the soil, and the walls quickly dry and solidify.

After doing all this, he finally heard Baker Richardson moan lowly, clutched his head, and regained consciousness.

Sensing that he was in an unfamiliar environment, President Baker was tense all over, and subconsciously reached out to grope around him, while puffing up his qi

"Don't be nervous, you're safe. Dorgon interrupted, lest he destroy the hideout he had so hard to build.

Baker Richardson heard his voice, calmed down a little, groped his hands around for a while, and said in a deep voice, "What about my Kusanagi sword." ”

Dolgon smiled: "In my place, rest assured, I have not been snatched away by the Peerless War Spirit." ”

In the hands of the Peerless Battle Soul, what is the difference between being in your hands?

Baker Richardson paused slightly, appeared calm, and asked, "Is the broken army dead?"

When he asked this question, the terrible sword came to his mind again, and he hadn't had this trembling feeling for many years, and Baker Richardson remembered that he was forcibly sent into the battlefield by agents of a certain big country because of his awakening ability, and he was still very weak at that time, and when he survived in the rain of bullets and bullets, and faced the powerful cannonballs, it was this kind of trembling, trembling from the soul.

It was clear that in the face of such a powerful weapon, there was no difference between a small one and an ant.

Although the Breaker is powerful, there is only one doppelganger left, and Baker Richardson does not think that he can survive the sword of the demon path.

Dolgon sat down cross-legged, put the Kusanagi sword across his lap, and groaned slightly: "It can be said that the sword of the demon path directly destroyed the primordial god who broke the army. From a human point of view, he is dead. ”

Despite his guesses, Baker Richardson was still heavy in his heart, which was not good news, and he did hope that Dolgon or the young master would die heroically to reduce his opponents.

After all, everyone is a plastic ally, and after fighting the enemy, it is necessary to fight a civil war.

However, now the enemy is not finished, and the strong ally hangs one.

How else to fight this, the unequaled battle spirit, the immortal bird, Qin Ze, and the three young half-step poles.

Clearly beyond the limits of what he and Dorgon could contend with.

The most important thing is that the demon Dao Forget Dust is not dead, and he actually chose the Baoze camp.

"Didn't the broken army say that the demon path had been killed at the beginning, and what is going on now. Baker Richardson gritted his teeth, "With just one demon way, we can already throw in the towel." ”

"The appearance of the demon path really caught me off guard. For more than four hundred years, he was not the most gifted bloodline I have ever seen, the most resilient indeed. Dolgon sighed, his tone with a bit of emotion: "He can rise bravely in the face of adversity, achieve the pinnacle of the extreme path, and create a three-talent swordsmanship, talent is one of them, and tenacity of character is the second." ”

From ancient times to the present, genius is like leeks, stubble after stubble.

However, the level of achievement, talent is actually not that important. There are so many opportunities, circumstances, and personality elements.

The achievements of the demon road are indispensable at the right time, place and people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it came into being.

"Don't worry, what we saw in the Pantheon Palace is the primordial god of the demon Dao, it is a part of the primordial god, his existence is not in line with the 'Heavenly Dao', and it is just a matter of lingering, once he appears, he only has a chance to strike. ”

Baker Richardson's eyes lit up: "He's dead?"

Dorgon nodded.

Baker Richardson let out a breath of relief, but after a few seconds, he slammed his fist on the ground, frustrated and annoyed: "Damn, all the advantages are gone, and they have pulled back a game." ”

"Now with the two of us, how to fight with Bao Ze, even if there is the backing of the Super Powers Association, the top combat power is not good, and it still can't change the ending. ”

"Moreover, the fruit has not been grabbed, and most of the bloodlines dispatched by the Superpower Association this time will stay in China. ”

"Whether I can keep the position of president is still to be seen. ”

"Damn it, damn it, damn it"

Baker Richardson punched the ground, he was still cautious, controlled his strength, and didn't use his qi.

Dolgon let out a "vomit", rolled his Adam's apple, spat out a wallet from his mouth, and, under Baker Richardson's stunned gaze, took out the cigar, skilfully cut the cigarette, cured it, and lit it

"It's too young. Dolgon exhaled a puff of green smoke: "I can't control my emotions when I encounter a little setback, I feel like the sky is falling?

"Surrender is definitely impossible, and Baoze will not let you go. When you return to China, you have to face the reproach of the Superpower Association, and if you don't handle it well, you will even be pushed out but the scapegoat will take the blame. ”

"The future is bleak, I knew that I shouldn't have been impulsive and restrained greed, and there would not be so many things now. ”

"I'm still scolding me and Pojun in my heart, two old monsters, two wastes, just a little ability. ”

Baker Richardson's face became ugly, and he stared at Dolgon: "It's funny to taunt me?"

"After all, human beings who have only lived for forty or fifty years, excluding the growth period, it is only twenty or thirty years, and the winds and waves experienced are limited, and in the final analysis, they are still too young. ”

"Let's not talk about breaking the army, I myself, all my life, from the founding of the Qing Dynasty to the present, the vicissitudes of life, I have never seen any winds and waves. ”

"There is nothing in this world, life and death are not a matter, and if you are frustrated and annoyed like this, what can you do?"

This is probably the state of mind of the immortals, and they have truly achieved the collapse of Mount Tai in front of them, and their faces have not changed.

The broken army has fallen, the situation has reversed, and the situation has been turned upside down.

Annoying?

Vexation.

Angry?

Anger.

But emotions were earlier than they couldn't shake Dolgon's mind, even if he was plotted by Qin Ze in southern Xinjiang, lost part of his relics, and fell into the realm, Dolgon was not filled with anger and judged by emotions.

Flee immediately.

Then quickly calm down and continue to plan the next battle.

This is the state of mind of the Immortals.

In comparison, the extreme masters of human beings still have too brittle mentality.

Dorgon puffed out the smoke ring: "Even if the defeat is decided, it is a big deal to give up the fruit." With the relics, I can still be at ease, even if I am desperate, the big deal is death. ”

"I have lived for so many years, and I have seen how many lives and deaths. Death has long been nothing to be afraid of. ”

Of course you don't care, you have lived for more than 400 years, compared to you, what is the difference between my life of 40 or 50 years and that of an infant and a young child.

You've lived enough, I haven't lived enough.

"What the hell are you trying to say. Baker Richardson said in a deep voice.

"It's nowhere near as bad as you think. "We still have a great chance of winning," Dorgon said. ”

Unable to see and in the dark, Baker Richardson was keenly aware of the high fighting spirit and excitement in Dorgon's mood.

He didn't share the excitement, but he could understand it.

It's the excitement of a guy who's lived too long and finally found a challenge that gets his blood pumping.

Chairman Baker remembered the historical deeds of this guy, an outstanding military strategist and politician, and he was not a person who longed for peace and joy in his bones.

I'm afraid that in addition to the fruit, the game and battle with the Poles of the Baoze camp is also something that makes him yearn for excitement.

Baker Richardson disagrees with this excitement because he is a gambler, a capitalist, and a capitalist only chases after profit and chases fruit.

Bloody or something, how much is it worth?

"Listen to you, there's a turnaround?" asked Baker Richardson.