Chapter 1350: Prisoner of the Steps

At night in the North Sea of the Taixuan Land, because of the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, once the scorching sun sinks completely below the sea level, it will become extremely cold, and the noisy ghostly wind will sweep down from the northernmost point, and in the blink of an eye, it will wreak havoc on a large area of the ocean.

Although the abandoned land of Beihai County has improved due to the birth of the Two Immortal Mountains and the shattering of the Northern Enchantment, once it is night, it is still a forbidden place that is difficult for ordinary people to survive.

Especially in the entire boundless Beihai, it is almost a desert of vitality, and in the absence of the replenishment of heaven and earth vitality, a large number of follow-up monks from the Taixuan Land who continue to go north all choose to camp on the spot at night.

At this time, for the second wave of monks who had gone north from Shen Immortal City, they had already lost their first-mover advantage, and it was the most important thing to retain their vitality reserves as much as possible.

In fact, now these monks of the Taixuan Land who are on the Beihai Sea and are full of ambition to go north to find the opportunity of the Immortal Mountain, even if they are fully prepared in the early stage, they also underestimate the Beihai under their feet to a certain extent, because they subconsciously ignore the extremely important point, that is, the ubiquitous Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi will become thinner and thinner after going north.

The importance of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi does not need to be repeated, so a large number of sect monks who did not take into account the situation of the Beihai Yuan Qi Desert, as soon as they set foot on the land of Shen Immortal City, their complexion changed suddenly, and they secretly said that they did not have enough Heavenly Materials and Earth Treasures to replenish their Yuan Qi, so that the price of these Heavenly Materials and Earth Treasures in the early stage of Shen Immortal City was once fried to dozens of times that of the Southern Main Continent.

"The vitality of heaven and earth in the depths of the North Sea is extremely thin, absorbing an hour is not even as good as meditating in the soup capital for a few breaths, and the name of the place of abandonment is really worthy of the name, and it is no wonder that the human race on this immortal island does not seal the air pockets of this prince.

"The fiasco of the monks of the Taixuan Land, including Lao Jiu, is that they underestimated this lifeless place in the center of the North Sea, so that after releasing their supernatural powers, it is difficult to replenish their vitality, and the realm of their whole body is wasted, but the blame is on this Xiandao human race, how to ensure that the vitality in the body is full, and there are such means against the sky, and the defeat is not unjust!"

In the center of Beihai, in the position of the soldiers of the Great Xia Terrans, in a camp tent on Jiuyao Island, a young murmur sounded, and then a young man in a bright yellow python robe opened his eyes from meditation, and his pure golden dragon eyes were full of embarrassment.

He was once the eighth prince who went to Beihai to compete for the throne of the Central Upper Kingdom, but at this time, he was just a prisoner of the Great Xia Terran!

After a few breaths of trance, the Eighth Prince gradually came back to his senses, slowly got up, turned his head to look at the camp tent with a large number of candles around him, and continued to mutter:

"The tent made of special materials is finely made, not only light but also strong, and the strength of the Xiandao human race in preparing utensils should not be underestimated. ”

After finishing speaking, the handsome Eighth Prince walked to a candle beside him, looked down at the wick of the candle flame swaying with orange flames, inhaled the taste lightly, and the voice came out again:

"This candle flame is different from the lamp that burns in the land of Taixuan to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, it can burn for a long time only by itself, and it also has a special taste, it should be the sebum of some kind of alien beast, it is very retro, but it is very useful in the North Sea of the land of Taixuan. ”

The Eighth Emperor is worthy of being the emperor of the kingdom, and he only needs to think about the surrounding environment for a while, and he can roughly analyze some of the situations in Daxia by relying on the surrounding environment.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, although the Eight Princes had become prisoners of the ranks, they were not ordered by Zhao Yu to take torture methods, but allowed the former to move freely in the tent, and even the Eight Princes saw some water and food on the table inside the tent.

"This Xiandao human race, good bearing!"

After a voice with a little admiration came out of the mouth of the Eighth Prince, outside the tent, an equally young voice of response followed:

"I am a great Xia, I should have a bearing, and Your Majesty is merciful, and the emperor is brilliant, and I can't look down on such third-rate means. ”

After these words fell, the curtain of this camp tent was directly opened, revealing Sima Annan's smiling figure, and then Sima Annan's black eyes looked at the eight princes who were staring ahead, and the heroic voice continued to come out:

"Although Your Majesty smiles kindly, but is he a gentleman, do you want to try my methods, Eighth Prince?"

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan grinned, although his voice was still joking, but it made the eighth in the camp suddenly feel a deep chill in his heart after hearing it, and then the latter responded with bitterness:

"As a prisoner of the ranks, I have no other evil thoughts at this time, and I hope that this Taoist friend will show mercy. ”

After the words of the eighth prince fell, Sima Annan, who had performed a slap of Ma Wei, waved his hand gently, and then sat down on the desk in the camp tent, took out a folding fan from his arms, and while fanning lightly, he quietly played a round and said:

"I like jokes on weekdays, Your Majesty always says I'm a ruffian, and the Eighth Prince is not strange. ”

After finishing speaking, a faint voice continued to come out of the mouth of the young man in white clothes:

"It seems that the Eighth Prince is not used to living in my summer tent, you can see that the tea and food have not been touched at all. ”

After speaking, Sima Annan picked up the teacup on the desk with his left hand and poured a cup of tea for the Eighth Prince in front of him, and the voice of inquiry continued to sound:

"In Xia Sima Annan, the official worships the Great Xia Military Aircraft Division, and I don't know your name as the Eighth Prince?"

"My life is Yin Xun, the eighth in the central country. ”

After the voice of response came out, Yin Xun raised his hand to hold the teacup pushed by Sima Annan, drank it all in one gulp, and continued to speak:

"For the prince of this prince, I would like to thank Your Majesty for the grace of not killing, the people of the defeated army, what are the habits of face and speech, just to linger, I know the purpose of Lord Sima's trip, you can ask, I know everything. ”

At this time, Yin Xun, the eighth prince in the tent, was unexpectedly extremely cooperative, not only was he proud and tough as the emperor of the kingdom, but even gave people a sense of taking the initiative to surrender, and then the former seemed to think of something, and continued to ask:

"But before that, this prince wants to know about those monks under my command, is it okay at this time?"

"Half of the sea of qi has been destroyed, but there is no need to worry about life!"

Sima Annan did not sell any guanzi, but answered directly and truthfully, which made the face of the eighth prince Yin Xunxian in front of him change slightly, and then showed a relieved expression, and muttered:

"As long as you live, you can talk about it. ”

After speaking, Yin Xun put down the teacup in his hand, raised his hand and said, and the voice continued to come out:

"Master Sima, please!"