Desolate villages, the pungent smell of blood.

On a bluestone paved street.

The streets were deserted, and there were mottled blood stains everywhere, which made people feel terrified.

Bai Feng carried the blade of judgment and marched vigilantly.

Behind him, followed by a burly and mighty general armed with a spear.

"Zilong, are you hurt?"

Bai Feng stopped, glanced back, and said with some concern.

Since Zhao Yun was summoned, there seemed to be an additional sensory organ in his body, and he could keenly perceive the former's physical fitness, mental state, and even some emotional fluctuations.

And at this moment, he felt very obviously that the resuscitating Heroic Spirit Qi on Zhao Yun's body was getting weaker and weaker, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

"With the care of the lord of labor, the end will be fine!"

Zhao Yun clenched his spear and replied solemnly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the armor on his chest suddenly broke a gap, and it gradually turned into countless golden particles and dissipated into the void!

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun's shoulder armor, bracers, helmets, and even cloak were all reduced to dust and disappeared without a trace!

Seeing this, Bai Feng shook his head and sighed lightly.

He had previously studied the Code of the Lord God, and the body of the Heroic Spirit, unlike the flesh and blood of ordinary creatures, was composed of a high-density of specialized aura, the "Yuan Spirit".

And the main god, that is, their master, happens to be able to use spiritual power to grasp the aura scattered between heaven and earth, and condense and filter it into "primordial spirits" to complete the physical summoning of the heroic spirit.

Therefore, in a sense, the initial level of Heroic Spirits is completely dependent on the will of the Lord God.

However, once the Heroic Spirit is severely damaged to a certain extent, the Yuan Spirit in the body will leak out, and the combat effectiveness and physical strength will also be greatly reduced, and its initial manifestation is that the Heroic Spirit's armor, weapons, and accessories will wear out or even dissipate.

And the most serious situation is that the core spirit collapses, and the soul of the heroic spirit permanently disappears in this time and space.

Of course, Bai Feng didn't want this kind of thing to happen.

Speaking of which, from the beginning to the present, Zhao Yun has saved him three times.

Even if he has a whole powerful Heroic Spirit Legion in the future, this personality can be called a perfect Three Kingdoms general, and the meaning to him is irreplaceable.

Fortunately, although he does not have the ability to "heal" the Heroic Spirit for the time being, he is able to enter a state of meditation that can "heal" himself in the extradimensional space by summoning the Heroic Spirit back to the card.

"Zilong, the rest of the way, I have to go alone, you can retreat for the time being."

Bai Feng said with a solemn face.

"Don't worry, the last general will still be—"

Zhao Yun looked resolute, and wanted to say something more, but was coldly interrupted by Bai Feng:

"Listen, Zilong, you've done your best. With one enemy and one hundred, kill the famous generals of the Qin State, worthy of the prestige of your Changshan Zhao Zilong, now, immediately lift the materialization! ”

Bai Feng's gaze was calm, but it revealed an irresistible majesty.

"But your lord—"

Zhao Zilong, who had lifted his uniform, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and did not seem to have the intention of retreating.

"Needless to say. There is not much time left for me, and if I can't even kill a mere Xu Fu, it won't be interesting for this main god to be in front of him. ”

Bai Feng's expression was solemn, and with a flick of his fingers after speaking, a light blue energy flow gushed out, directly enveloping Zhao Yun's body, and then with a "collapse", Zhao Yun's figure disappeared instantly, turning into a crystal blue card, and disappeared into the void.

Bai Feng's eyes were sharp, and he followed the road sign and walked towards the Houshan clan land in Jingjia Village.

He was fearless now.

As long as he can kill Xu Fu and end Yingzheng's thousand-year-old conspiracy, he doesn't mind at all, giving up ten minutes of reason and turning into a transcendent dark demon god!

He crossed a wooden bridge over a stream and saw a huge mountain gate with a sign at the door: "One hundred meters in front of Jing Ke Memorial Hall." ”

"It seems that Jing Ke's mound is in front, if Xu Fu wants to release the anger of Qin Shi Huang by sacrificing the descendants of the Jing family with blood, he will inevitably set up the formation there!"

With this in mind, Bai Feng followed the road signs and walked all the way along the mountain road, and after a few steps, there was a faint cry of women and children in front of him!

This sound...... Definitely alive!

Xu Fu actually stayed alive this time?

Bai Feng's heart sank, and he had no time to think, so he hurriedly followed the direction of the sound, trotted up, and soon came to a supreme mound.

He looked down at the valley below, dumbfounded!

Hundreds of blood-red-skinned, huge-sized Qin Dynasty demon soldiers lined up in formation, constantly hitting the ground with the weapons in their hands, and neatly humming a strange and weird Qin dialect!

Next to this group of demon soldiers, there are huge earth pits that are dozens of meters wide, and nearly 100 male and female villagers have their hands tied behind their backs, kneeling facing the north!

Bai Feng was shocked in his heart, this scene was similar to the scene in Jiangning Scenic Area a few days ago!

It's just that unlike last time, last time there were corpses kneeling in the pit, but this time, it was all living people!

"This is the sacrifice of the living...... Xu Fu is going to bury them alive. ”

An old and tired voice came from behind him, Bai Feng turned around vigilantly, and saw Yan Chixia walking over panting with a branch.

"Old Yan?"

Bai Feng was surprised.

In his heart, although this old man is a kind-hearted old man, he has always been greedy for life and afraid of death, but he didn't expect to come with him this time.

seemed to guess the other party's thoughts, Yan Chixia smiled bitterly, and said with a guilty face: "Bai Daojun is young, and he is still willing to rush into trouble alone for the sake of the common people in the world, the old man has an old bone, how can he have the face to stay out of the matter?" ”

"Very good, Lao Yan, you friend...... Well, get it. ”

Bai Feng nodded at him quite sincerely, looked ahead again, and whispered, "By the way, why didn't I see Old Boy Xu Fu?" ”

"Over there!" Yan Chixia pointed forward.

Bai Feng looked at it as he said, and saw that in the valley, on an inconspicuous mound, a handsome young Taoist with black hair was sitting cross-legged in the center of a rune array that shimmered with golden light!

His eyes were closed, his expression was like that of an immortal, and a majestic pillar of white light lit up around him, surrounding him in the center, as if he had been cut off from the world.

"Who is that man?"

Bai Feng frowned and asked.

"He is Xu Fu."

Yan Chixia's eyes were solemn and added: "Strictly speaking, it is Xu Fu more than two thousand years ago. ”