"What kind of Witch Spirit Country, dare to be the Holy King of this Saint King to absorb the power of knowledge and destroy it" Who knew that the second life did not take the Witch Spirit Kingdom to heart at all, which made the elders of the Snow Domain Clan speechless, they thought for a long time, maybe the Holy King's divine power is enough to resist those witchcraft, what are you afraid of. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ said Щщш.ā

The Snowy Clan Elder held a trace of luck, led hundreds of thousands of Snowy Clan soldiers to attack the noble city, once the battle began, both sides suffered heavy casualties, but none of the dead warriors could save their bodies, and they were quickly sucked away by a black wind. Whether it is the Snow Clan or the Noble City side, it will all end the same.

With the help of the brutal fighting outside, the dark knowledge in the dark world of the second life is overflowing again. He reopened the refining of the five-grade dark ghost and upgraded the ghost servant.

This battle lasted for three days, and in the end, the Snow Clan captured three noble cities with several times the strength of the other party, forcing the soldiers and nobles of the Witch Spirit Kingdom into the last city.

At this time, this lonely city was besieged by the Snow Tribe, and as long as it lasted for a few months, the people inside would completely lose their resistance even if they did not surrender. However, this was definitely not the second life hope to see the result, he issued the siege order, and a tragic siege defense battle began.

The Wuling Kingdom in the city was stubbornly defended, and with the help of geographical advantages, it repelled several sieges by the Snow Tribe. The casualties on both sides were even heavier, and although there was not a single body on the battlefield, the death toll had reached tens of thousands.

At this time, whether it is the siege or the defender, they are a little unbearable. No one wants to continue this fearless game of death. In this way, the Snowy Tribes were not in a hurry to attack the city, and the defenders in the city also got a moment of rest.

This depleted the second life of the dark knowledge realm, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and led the dark ghosts and ghost servants from the dark consciousness realm, and the elves rushed to the noble city together, and in an instant, it was as if the world had entered purgatory, and the entire sky was dyed with blood. A ghostly massacre unfolds in broad daylight, and the dark ghosts and ghost servants raised by the second life are like evil spirits from hell. When he sees people, he pounces on them and bites, especially the ghost servant, who alone is comparable to the knowledge absorbed by hundreds of dark ghosts.

The second life stood at the head of the city, contemptuous of the devouring death that was born everywhere in the city, his eyes were green, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty indifference at the corner of his mouth.

It was devoured for a whole day, and it was not until sunset that those dark ghosts and ghost servants who were full of consciousness returned to the dark realm of consciousness, and this time, they could refine it for at least a few days.

The second life counted the secret knowledge, and felt that it was still a little insufficient, if these were only used to promote ghost servants, it would be okay, but if it was to refine the five-grade dark ghosts, it would be a little insufficient.

He thought for a moment, then turned his gaze to the Witch Spirit Country, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ordered: "Kill into the Witch Spirit Country."

The Snowy Clan Elder and the Snowy Clan soldiers almost fainted when they heard this, but none of them dared to disobey the will of the Holy King, not to mention that they had also monitored the Saint King's brutal killing with their own eyes, let alone provoke this demon.

The Witch Spirit Country is known as the Mysterious Country, and in this country, almost everyone is good at witchcraft, and no one knows about the origin of witchcraft since ancient times. But the mystery of witchcraft seems to be accompanied by mysterious legends, which everyone is familiar with. I don't know much about witchcraft, and I generally know that they are good at Gu, poisoning, cursing, lowering heads, etc., which seems absurd, but it is often impossible to distinguish the truth from the false.

As for whether witchcraft really existed, before the Noh era, people still doubted more than believed, and now almost everyone knows that witchcraft not only exists, but is also an extremely powerful art. It's just that in the Noh Era, witchcraft is still very mysterious, and there are not many people who really understand witchcraft.

This is also the reason why the elders of the Snowy Clan don't want to provoke the Witch Spirit Kingdom. There is a saying circulating among the major forces in the Central Plains, that is, Ning can provoke the seven major forces, and it is absolutely not advisable to provoke the Witch Spirit Country. Although the Witch Spirit Nation does not have a deep-rooted background, they have created a wizarding spirit that people dare not ignore.

In the face of this strange sorcery, the elders of the Snowy Realm Clan were both curious and a little afraid, but the Holy King's orders could not be disobeyed, and they could only go on hard.

Hundreds of thousands of troops traveled hundreds of miles in a day, and arrived at the border of the Witch Spirit Kingdom in a few days. At this time, the second order was given to attack the city, and the Snow Clan began to attack the city from the very edge of the Witch Spirit Country. In one go, he easily took four or five cities, of course, these cities were extremely remote cities, and there were hardly many garrisons to guard them.

After the Snowy Clan occupied a few cities, there were still some apprehensive generals before, but at this moment they all regained their previous arrogance and domineering momentum, they no longer cared about any witch spirit country, and even felt that the world was so big that there was no place where their holy king could not go.

And then another shooting loot unfolded between the major cities. They frantically attacked the city, and in a short period of time, they captured more than a dozen cities in the Witch Spirit Kingdom.

Inside the Snowy Sanctuary.

Old Xiao Tou listened attentively to the playing of the magic sound fairy, but he did not comprehend the slightest sense of infinite detail and rhythm. It seems that it was just a sudden inspiration, and it can no longer be repeated.

The rhythm of the magic sound fairy always exuded a faint sadness, and a few pieces of music were played, which immersed the entire hall in a depressing atmosphere. Old Xiao Tou really didn't want to stir up her memories too much, so she stopped playing, and the magic sound fairy did not leave, but sat in a corner and stared at Old Xiao Tou quietly, as if she wanted to find something to comfort her lonely soul from Old Xiao Tou's familiar appearance.

Old Xiao Tou was focused on repairing several broken meridians and heavy bone cracks in his body, he knew that if he couldn't repair these wounds, his energy realm would fall sooner or later, and he would never allow such an accident at the critical moment when he was about to face a decisive battle with the army of hundreds of thousands of Snowy Clans in the second life.

Old Xiao Tou tried to repair it with infinite details, but several days of trying could not close the cracks. Just when Lao Xiao's head was in a state of anxiety, there was a burst of spatial fluctuations, and a spatial crack appeared out of thin air in the main hall, and a thin figure walked out.

He is Yan San. The boy who used to be empty.

Yan San clenched his fist towards Lao Xiao's head, and said respectfully: "Qiyu clan master, there is good news from Nanmo in the north, General Situ Di personally led 50,000 elite soldiers to defeat the Beimo Corpse Refining Legion, and now Beimo has signed a new armistice agreement with Nanmo, and divided the boundary map, this is the new Nanmo boundary map for the clan lord to see."

As he spoke, Yan San took out an animal skin from his arms, which clearly depicted the new topographic map of Nanmo, which expanded more than a dozen cities compared to the previous Nanmo.

When Lao Xiaotou saw Nanmo's victory, he naturally diluted some of the gloom in his heart. He raised his head, stared at Yan San, thought for a while, and asked again, "Yan San, how many layers of space mirror folding can you do now?" ”。

Yan San was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he swallowed and said: "Qiyu clan master, his subordinates have dull qualifications, and so far they can only achieve three-layer space folding."

Three floors? Old Xiao Tou was inexplicably a little disappointed, but he turned to stare at Yan San again and said, "If you only fold the three-layer mirror, how long can you maintain it?" ”。

Yan San was silent for a while, raised his head and said firmly: "It can be maintained for at least three days."

Good! Old Xiao Tou praised when he heard this, he could deduce from this that the reason why Yan San was unable to fold more layers of mirror space was not because of his lack of empty energy, but because he failed to comprehend the true method. Now he could just print those folded images from the Heavenly Eyes and give them to Yan San, maybe he could stimulate his true potential.

Thinking of this, Lao Xiao Tou took out a hescent stone from his arms, and then rubbed out the scene he saw in Tianmu without any mistakes, but he did not rub the scene of the last blood wall and the second life injury, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Yan San took the hemale, held his fingers and meditated for a while, and suddenly his whole expression immediately stiffened. After he read the entire memory rubbing in one go, he took a long breath, and then knelt down for Lao Xiaotou with a puff.

"Thank you for the kindness of the clan master, Yan San swears to follow the clan master to the death and never change his heart" With Yan San's excited tone, it seemed that he had benefited a lot from it.

Old Xiao Tou immediately helped Yan San up and asked, "Yan San, how much have you comprehended?" ”。

Yan San's cheeks flushed, scratched his scalp and said: "The subordinates have dull qualifications, and they have comprehended one-tenth, but the subordinates must study diligently when they go back, and strive to unfold all the mirror images."

Old Xiao Tou was even more embarrassed than Yan San when he heard this, he pinched his ears, and asked again: "You really comprehend one-tenth of all mirror images."

Yan San was stunned for a moment, then nodded again.

"Okay, now you can show me" Old Xiao's eyes suddenly became extremely bright, and he grabbed Yan San and couldn't wait for him to show it.

Yan San didn't twist either, as soon as he shook his hand, he began to mirror and fold, his fingers were linked one by one, and in the blink of an eye, he formed a formation space that folded thousands of layers repeatedly, and the layers of complicated space mirrors were like a shining gem, shining in the main hall.

Then Yan San continued to depict the outer formation, and it didn't take long for pieces of mirror folds like blooming flowers to bloom between his hands.

At this time, Yan San was like a magician, and countless strange flowers and gems were generated under his palm. Everything comes out of nowhere, and disappears silently in space. Looking at Lao Xiaotou's dazzle, it was like seeing fireworks on a festival.

When Yan San showed all his comprehensions, Lao Xiao immediately got up and laughed: "Okay, from now on, you are no longer the vanguard of the Quartet Clan, but the unique master of the Quartet Clan, you will transfer these things to your subordinates to do, you immediately return to the Quartet Clan, delve into the mirror folding technique, and be sure to comprehend the remaining ninety percent of the mirror folding in the shortest possible time."

Yan San hurriedly ordered to return to the Sifang Clan, found an undisturbed immortal island, and began to refine the mirror folding technique.

Yan San practiced in retreat this time, and when he came out, his identity became as important as Boss Yan, Situ Di, and the Hong brothers.

From this point of view, Boss Yan's vision of knowing people has once again been verified by facts.

Witch Spirit.

The second life led hundreds of thousands of people from the Snowy Tribe, and soon attacked a large state city in the northernmost part of the Wuling Country.

Now the people of the Snowy Tribes are very popular, where will they put any Wuling Country in their eyes, let alone a small force of a state clan.

As soon as they saw the splendor of this state city, they guessed that there must be a large number of gold, silver, jewelry, and beautiful women inside. These are the things they dream of. Thinking of this, hundreds of thousands of ethnic soldiers could not hold back the impulse in their hearts and began to attack the state ethnic city.

Hundreds of thousands of people rushed into front of the city, and were about to prepare to attack the city, but a dark cloud drifted out of nowhere, and it began to rain hundreds of miles outside the city. This little rain naturally couldn't frighten the hundreds of thousands of clan soldiers who were carried away by greed, so they continued to charge forward, but soon some people fell to the ground inexplicably, and then the war horse was also paralyzed.

At this time, some people realized that there was something wrong with the rain, so the crowd retreated, and hundreds of thousands of people withdrew like lost dogs. But the knights who stayed where they were were were never able to get back up again.

The soldiers who returned to the big formation also fell ill one after another, as if they were infected with the plague, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of people were already unconscious.

This kind of scene even the old military doctors who have been fighting for a long time are helpless, in order to ensure the safety of more people. As a last resort, the army had no choice but to isolate all those who contracted the disease.

Now that hundreds of thousands of people have calmed down, they now know that the Witch Spirit Kingdom is indeed as evil as the legend says. Some of them began to retreat, but they were afraid of the Saint King's might and did not dare to show it.

Standing on top of a huge palanquin and looking into the distance, he saw the black water flowing on the ground and the corpses of the decomposing war horses, and he knew that this cloud was poisonous rain. It must be eliminated before the siege can continue.

He thought about it for a while, and summoned the Secret Consciousness Elf, it was the ancestor of raising poisonous insects, as long as it released the poisonous insect elves in its body, then a little poisonous rain would definitely not pose a threat.

Sure enough, the vine wood elf spewed out a large area of poisonous insects from its body, and it also rushed into the air like a dark cloud, dispelling the rain cloud. At this time, the second order re-ordered the troops and began to attack the city.

Seeing the divine power of the Holy King, many Snowy Clan soldiers rushed into the battlefield again, but as soon as they entered this radius of a hundred miles, the sky suddenly darkened, and the air around them became extremely evil, and countless ghost-like things appeared and disappeared in midair.

The soldiers were so enchanted that they were spinning in circles, and they couldn't move an inch. This point is obsessed by the authorities, but clear to the bystanders. The second life roared angrily: "Hugh will be deceived by the illusion and continue to attack the city."

It seemed that tens of thousands of clan soldiers were awakened by the roar of the second life, and after continuing for a few miles, they stopped again, this time with very frightened expressions on their faces, and some people let out indescribable exclamations.

(End of chapter)

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