When he came, he fought bloodily and suffered heavy casualties to open up the road, but when he came back, there was no more obstruction.

Along the way, it looks more like there was a massacre than a battle.

The horse demons that once filled all the passages and rooms of the demon castle were all turned into corpses, lying in a mess on every inch of the ground, and the death was strange, and the blood flowed down the cracks of the corpses like a river.

The roar of gunfire could be heard in the distance.

The roar covered the sound of a qiē, and the shouts of the horse demons could not be heard, the screams of death could not be heard, and the sound of fighting could not be heard, only the simple sound of guns and cannons.

Beneath the sound is death.

The roar belongs to a place quite a distance away, and the position where Yong Bowen and the others are located has been plowed by the Yellow Turban Lux, not to mention the demons, there is not even a live insect, and it is terrifyingly quiet.

The silence of this death is an eerie contrast to the roar of death in the distance.

Mages like Fang Wenxian and Luo Ji Immortal, who have experienced a hundred battles, can't help but feel a creepy feeling.

Although they have been fighting with the horse demon for so many years, in their minds, only the dead horse demon is a good horse demon, but when they see this former great enemy, slaughtered like pigs and sheep without the power to fight back, there is still an indescribable strange feeling in their hearts, not a happy dripping, but an empty loss.

However, Yong Bowen did not have the complicated and tangled minds of Fang Wenxian, Luo Jixian and others. Yongda Heavenly Master now has only one word, cool! If I had to add one more word, it would be, it's cool! All the depression since hitting the ambush of the Wheel of Time has been swept away. With a sword box hanging on his back, a long-distance cloth talisman gun on his shoulder, a stainless steel sword in his waist, and a tablet in his hand, he strode forward, in addition to the Guangyang disciples, there were also more than 100 evil ghosts behind him, all of which had just been released, and the main task was to collect the corpses of the Guangyang sect disciples who died in battle. In Yong Bowen's opinion, these Guangyang Sect disciples died heroically in order to help them recover the sword box, and since they can't return to their homeland alive, they have to bring their corpses back, and they can't stay in the place of demons.

All the way, unimpeded, soon returned to the fort within the fort where the wheel was at that time.

At this time, the demons in the fortress had been cleanly killed, and two Yellow Turban wrestlers stood by the Kalachakra on the left and the right, each with a huge hammer. The hammer was quite simple, a large square stone with a thick wooden stick pierced through it, and it looked like it had been made from scraps from a collapsed wall. Although the hammer is simple, it is unusually good to pick it up. The two yellow turban wrestlers looked at the Kalachakra, and a demon came out, so they went up and hammered, you hammered, I hammered, as if striking iron, smashed so badly, the ground before the Kalachakra had piled up a pile of meat nearly two meters high, all of which were smashed horse demons.

Yong Bowen also ignored the two yellow turban wrestlers, and stopped for a moment to look at the tablet in his hand.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Lux and the demon puppet are still continuing to sweep all parts of the Demon Castle, faithfully carrying out the orders of the Yongda Heavenly Master, while the small puppets with surveillance camera equipment are all over the area of the castle, turning the entire situation inside the Demon Castle into an image and transmitting it to the computer, and after software integration, a three-dimensional real-time map of the inside of the Demon Castle is formed, which is presented in front of Yong Bowen's eyes.

With this method, Yong Bowen basically found all the Guangyang disciples who raided in.

Most of them have been rescued by the Yellow Turban Lux and the demon puppets, but because they don't know where these puppets that exude a demonic aura come from, they don't dare to act rashly, and they all rest in place to observe the changes, and contact each other to inquire about the situation of each team.

Yong Bowen arranged for the Guangyang disciples around him to bring the raiding teams back here, let the seriously injured people rest here for the time being, and arranged a hundred evil ghost puppet guards before going to find Luo Chuyi. Almost everyone obeyed the orders of the Yongda Heavenly Master, only Luo Jixian objected, she didn't want to stay and rest, but insisted on following Yong Bowen and going to Luo Chuyi with him. Yong Bowen didn't care, so he let her follow.

The two walked through several corridors and found Luo Chuyi's group trapped around a corner.

When she saw Luo Chuyi, Luo Jixian couldn't help but be surprised.

Luo Chuyi, under the escort of more than a hundred Guangyang disciples, sat in the corner of the wall, covered in blood, his face was gray, and he was extremely injured.

"Daddy!" Luo Jixian screamed in surprise, pounced on it, hugged Luo Chuyi and cried loudly.

Yong Bowen was slightly surprised.

Although I guessed from the fact that Luo Jixian and Luo Chuyi were both surnamed Luo, the two might have some kinship, but they didn't expect Luo Jixian to be Luo Chuyi's own daughter.

This head of Luo is really decisive enough, not counting his own participation in the raid, but also letting his daughter come with him.

Luo Chuyi raised his hand and gently patted Luo Jixian's back, and comforted with a forced smile: "Such an adult, why are you still crying like a child, I didn't let Senior Yong laugh, don't worry, I can't die, don't cry." It's just that the voice is very weak, and it is quite difficult to raise the hand, and I can't shoot anymore after barely clapping it twice, and it doesn't look like there is nothing going on.

Yong Bowen has just seen Luo Chuyi's injury on the monitoring, but he doesn't know how he was injured, logically speaking, this Luo Boss should be the strongest personal mana in this raid team, but there are no eyes on the battlefield, and if you are not a master, you can really be foolproof.

But Luo Chuyi waved his hand and rejected Yong Bowen's kindness, "Yong Daoyou don't need to bother, I know my own situation, it's just that it's a little too expensive, and it will be good to take a break." Those puppets just now were all made by Yongdao friends? Have you found the magic weapon? ”

Yong Bowen nodded and said, "Yes, it's back, it's intact." As he spoke, he patted the tablet he was holding in his hand, "We can go back to the world!" ”

"That's good, that's good!" Luo Chuyi nodded repeatedly, laughed twice, and said, "Then the next step is to kill back to Guangyang Fort." Originally, I was worried that the casualties of the raiding troops would be too large, and it would be difficult to kill back to Guangyang Fort, but I didn't have to worry about seeing that Yongdaoyou's puppet attack was so sharp. ”

Luo Chuyi only saw the two Yellow Turban wrestlers and more than 100 evil ghost puppets who rescued his team, and thought that this was all the puppet power of Yong Bowen - it was amazing for ordinary people to be able to control more than ten or twenty puppets, and those who controlled more than 100 puppets like this were top masters, so that Luo Chuyi couldn't guess how many puppets Yong Bowen had on hand if he wanted to break his head, and he could control thousands of puppets at a time, which was beyond the reach of manpower. He pondered that with more than 100 puppets with extremely strong attack power as pioneers, and with the Guangyang disciples, it shouldn't be a problem to kill back Guangyang Castle, as long as Yong Bowen and his magic weapon were sent back, even if everyone fought out, it would be worth it!

Yong Bowen waved his hand and said solemnly: "The disciples of Guangyang have shed enough blood, from now on, you can rest well, just hand it over to me, I promise to send you all back to Guangyang Fort and bring them back to the world!" ”

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