Although the value of the Chaos Shadow Clan in the cultivation world was close to nothing, to Qin Yun, it was tantamount to the sharpest blade hidden. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOnly in his hands can the Chaos Shadow Clan truly exude the glory of belonging to the Chaos Relic Clan.

As the saying goes: before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first. But before the grain and grass, the information must be prepared long ago. Although the Chaos Shadow Clan is weak in fighting alone, but with the army, it is not the truth that one plus one equals two.

That's a exponential exponential exponential!

"How?" Qin Yun suddenly asked to the shadow without a head.

"It has been resolved, the person who came is the child Baiyun of the Pure Void Moral True Monarch, this is the Mixed Yuan Banner." Shadow presented the mixed yuan banner with both hands, and his face was indescribably respectful.

Not only because Qin Yun was their loyal person, not just because Qin Yun saved them, but also because Qin Yun seemed to be all-knowing and omnipotent. Yes, it's endless fear!

Qin Yun only needed them to have enough awe. As for the heart, that's the hardest part, and it can't be done overnight! The most important thing is that Qin Yun doesn't have that time and effort, let alone that time.

"Yes." Qin Yun nodded with satisfaction and took the mixed yuan banner casually.

Although the arrival of someone was not the biggest goal he expected, in his heart, it was already clear that the hope of that goal was very low. But the future is long, and one day he will make those people pay the price they deserve.

Thinking of this, a terrifying cold light flashed in Qin Yun's eyes.

It turned out that Qin Yun had sent Ying out before to ambush the people who might come to rescue Huang Feihu. No matter what, Huang Feihu has a pivotal position in the gods. Before the curtain was ready for curtain call, especially in the early stage of the gods, his role was irreplaceable, but it was also one of the best.

Huang Feihu's defection represents the collapse of the possibility of the final rise of the Great Shang. His departure to the west also represents the return of Xiqi's expectations. Qin Yun would never allow this to happen, even if he ruined Huang Feihu for this.

Wen Zhong's fall and drifting snow's sleep made Qin Yun's heart undergo some new changes, and it seemed to have become more decisive, and at the same time, it was also more ruthless.

Qin Yun played with the Mixed Yuan Banner for a while, and casually handed the Mixed Yuan Banner to Xiao Rou. Shadow is a Chaos Relic and cannot use magic weapons. And although Xiao Rou is a warrior cultivator, she is not very good at magic weapons like the Mixed Yuan Banner, but some of the masters under her command are not necessarily.

Although Qin Yun's command is a large army, it has also recruited a lot of loose cultivation masters. It may not have much effect, Qin Yun also collected it with the idea of having one more person and more strength, and now they are all under Xiao Rou's command.

"Ei, I still need you to do something." Qin Yun turned his head and said to the shadow.

Ying didn't make a sound, just lowered his head, waiting for Qin Yun's orders.

Qin Yun also knew Shadow's character, so he didn't say much, and directly handed over a letter written in animal skin on the desktop to Shadow.

"You go and hand over this letter to Huang Feihu, and at the same time, pay close attention to Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, Long Huan and Wu Qian." Qin Yun said with a calm face.

For Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, Long Huan and Wu Qian, Qin Yun had long been puzzled. As the detailed news of Huang Feihu's defection came, Qin Yun could almost conclude that Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, Long Huan, and Wu Qian must have ghosts.

"No." The shadow responded, and the next moment the figure had disappeared into the shadows.

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The Pure Void Moral True Monarch is cultivating in the Ziyang Cave, wanting to recover his cultivation as much as possible. The Yellow River Array and his party, the twelve disciples of the Sect were all cut off with three flowers on their tops, and the five qi in their chests were eliminated, and their thousand-year-old deeds were lost. Now that the killing and robbery has finally been suspended, it is natural to resume cultivation as soon as possible, and at the same time, it is also necessary to avoid further killing and robbery.

Even if the thousand-year-old deeds were lost, the killing and robbery of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect had not completely passed. Only when Jiang Ziya has sealed the gods, then returned to the correction fruit, and returned to the original yuan, can he completely survive the killing.

That's the number of days!

Suddenly, the Pure Void Moral True Monarch who was cultivating was moved, opened his eyes, and shouted, "It's not good, my mixed Yuan Banner!" ”

It turns out that the mixed yuan banner is one of the magic weapons of the pure and moral true monarch, and it naturally leaves a mark. But at this time, he suddenly felt that the mark was broken, and he could no longer sense the situation of the mixed yuan flag, and he immediately knew that something was wrong.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun stood up anxiously, and immediately prepared to leave the cave and head towards Lintong Pass. But before he could get out of the cave, his brain had already woken up.

"At this time, my cultivation has not yet recovered, and even if I go, I have no choice but to go. Besides, the killing and robbery have not gone, if you easily walk on the red dust again, I am afraid that there will really be a disaster of overturning, and the cultivation of a lifetime will be turned into ashes. It's not proper, it's not ......"

After thinking about it for a long time, the Pure Void Moral True Monarch regained his composure, sat down to meditate again, and practiced wholeheartedly, as if he didn't care about the loss of the Mixed Yuan Banner.

In the end, it is a human spirit who has lived for thousands of years, and it is forbearant enough. Knowing that the situation at this time is abnormal, it is better to do more than not to do it, once the catastrophe is over, with the identity of the saint's disciple under the Yuxu Sect, who dares to lose his magic weapon?

If you really can't live enough!

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In the camp of the Huang family's army, Huang Feihu sat alone in the main tent, looking at the sudden extra letter on the table, and the look on his face was cloudy for a while.

But he didn't think about it for long, and just opened the letter. Because he knew that the man could unconsciously place the letter on the desk of the most heavily guarded main tent, it would not be so difficult to tell the visitor that he would be killed.

At the very least, it's simpler than it is now.

Huang Feihu scanned the contents of the letter at a glance and ten lines, and the expression on his face did not change from beginning to end. But from his slightly constricted pupils, it could be seen that his heart was definitely not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

There are two letters, in addition to Huang Roll's one, Qin Yun also specially wrote one. As for the content, only he and Huang Feihu know. After reading the contents of the two letters, Huang Feihu did not hesitate to place the two letters on the candle flame, and soon turned into a raging flame.

Under the illumination of the flames, Huang Feihu's expression was extraordinarily calm, and even a little abnormal.

"Someone."

After the flames were extinguished, Huang Feihu suddenly stood up and shouted loudly outside the tent.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates are here." The two guards at the door hurriedly rushed into the tent and bowed to Huang Feihu.

"Drums, Jujun!" Huang Feihu said loudly, his voice seemed to be colder than before.

"No."