A frenzied and icy desire to kill fills the battlefield, and powerful monsters fight each other in the world of blood and iron. A cold, cruel force sliced subtly into their minds, stirring up the restless desire to destroy. The voice whispered in their ears, singing a soft, ethereal song, a voice that plucked their most longing nerves and teased their itchy paws......

Only a few minutes ago, they followed the smell of the air to find it. Although Wen Zhong's divine thoughts were blocked by a more subtle force, the five senses of these monsters were not shielded. Some of these demons could smell fresh blood food for miles, and as soon as they began to focus on their senses, the smell of deep sea and the faint scent of orchids entered their nostrils.

Following the scent, they soon spotted the enemy's location on a mountain range. Several strange-looking samurai were waving weapons and dancing by the fire, and the whole scene had an absurd sense of comics. But when the fighting began, the sense of antics quickly subsided.

The opponent is like he can't be killed, no matter what kind of spell bombardment, what kind of sword slash, the wounds caused by his own side of the companion appear. After entering the battle, the minds of the generals of the demon army were gradually guided by silent fluctuations, and soon, they could no longer see the so-called samurai, nor could they feel their own sanity, and in their heads, the only thoughts that were still spinning were fighting and killing.

A bull demon embedded his long-handled battle axe deep into the neck of a two-headed giant, removing one of its heads from it, and at this moment. The king of the Pixiu clan, who was good at breaking through Gang's true qi, had already inserted the long stick into his back, and the golden blasting energy blasted the back of the bull demon into a bloody blur. At the same time. A high-level corpse demon swirled wildly with the scythe in his hand, and a flying knife infused with gold-based true power swirled and flew over. Cut off its shriveled arm. Just as the little man who threw out the throwing knife was triumphant, two gourd hammers fell from the sky and smashed his head to pieces.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and this was the scene that Wen Zhong saw when he came here. He sneered and flicked the golden whip in his hand with his fingers. A continuous dull thunderclap rang out out of thin air, shaking everyone's ear canals, causing all the demons on the field to cover their ears and roll on the ground in pain. The thunder continued to roar mercilessly, burrowing into the minds of every demon. It was like a nail being hammered deep into the back of the head, and the pain made everyone wail.

It wasn't until a full dozen seconds later that the thunder gradually subsided. And the demon generals who were still alive got up from the ground and looked at each other. When they realized what had happened, there was a sudden explosion in the air. Wen Zhong grabbed out of thin air, grabbed a trace of mental ripples from the mind of one of the Pixiu that had not yet had time to disappear, and quickly found the direction in which the enemy was really hiding.

Thunder flashed in mid-air, and Wen Zhong's entire body turned into a bolt of lightning, flashing in the air. As he passed, the air emitted a fresh smell peculiar to negative ions. But this smell does not bring a pleasant mood, but the thunder of punishment! With a roar, a giant dragon suddenly rose from a valley and spat out a hot dragon breath towards Wen Zhong.

Only a sneer was heard. Wen Zhong waved the thunder whip in his hand, and a blue-white arc of electricity condensed into a circle of electric rings, resisting the oncoming high-temperature flames. Then he turned his wrist slightly. The golden whip wrapped in a cloud of blue aura swung in the air, and a dazzling thunderbolt extended from the end of the golden whip. Tearing through the cone-shaped flame spit, then wrapped around the black dragon's neck. Electrocuted the big lizard and howled loudly.

As soon as Wen Zhong pulled the thunder whip, a small human actually pulled this huge black lizard out of thin air! Lei Mang suddenly rose high, burning the black dragon's neck, and then with a few volleys, a large amount of electricity penetrated into the black dragon's body, and the strong electricity turned its internal organs into charcoal. The mighty dragon quickly turned into a dragon corpse, dragging a puff of black smoke down, falling on the 10,000-year-old snow of the snow-capped mountains, and then turning into specks of fluorescence and dissipating into the air.

"Fellow Daoist, please come out and talk about it."

They were already close to this distance, and Wen Zhong was not afraid of what other means the other party had. After the illusionist was discovered by the enemy, he was left with only one defeat, and even if the other party showed any illusions, it would be a vulnerable little trick in front of a prepared high-level qi refiner. Since ancient times, Wen Zhong has never heard of any peerless masters of illusion, the strongest illusion magic inheritance in this world, Su Daji of the Qingqiu clan He has also seen it, the charm is indeed good, and the swordsmanship is good, but when it comes to real fighting, Wen Zhong is sure to suppress her within a hundred moves.

The breath was nearby, and Wen Zhong descended to the ground. It was the remains of a snow-capped mountain, and he saw some ancient sculptures, which seemed to be used for sacrifice.

The stone carving of the high-crowned ancient costume knelt on the mountain road with a sword in hand, and the ruins around it may have been hundreds of years old. However, the shape of these sculptures is something that the ancient and modern Wen Taishi has never seen. This chaotic junction disrupted the order of time and space, absorbing the geography of unknown times and generations, and randomly piecing together these landscapes. Perhaps these sculptures were relics of antiquity in their original time, but in the era in which Wen Zhong lived, these stone sculptures had not yet been born.

Wen Zhong restrained his ramblings and sighed imperceptibly. Heroes of the ages, nothing but that's it. But he vainly competed with the destiny of heaven, perhaps in the deepest part of his heart, he just wanted to ask for a glorious death.

The sound of clattering snow came from the front, and he clenched the thunder whip in his hand and waited intently.

From behind the huge stone carving, a woman wrapped in a white cloak came out, her long black hair was scattered behind her back, her face was delicate and pure, but with a hint of awe-inspiring integrity.

…… Seven Holy Spirits?!

Wen Zhong had a momentary hallucination at first, as if he thought that he was facing Su Daji, and the other party's beauty was on the same level as that famous calamity, and even there were two points of resemblance between the eyebrows. It's just that they are two completely different temperaments from Su Daji's pure sweetness, gentle and firm, and even some of them remind Wen Taishi of the statue of Nuwa Niangniang. That gentle and inclusive expression of compassion......

These thoughts only swirled in Wen Zhong's mind for less than a second, and he bowed his head slightly, and asked with the arrogance characteristic of an old man:

"May I ask what is the matter with Daoyou? Why did you attack the headquarters for no reason? ”

An invisible barrier suddenly lit up in front of the woman opposite, and several rays of lightning spread on the surface of the barrier, crawling out of spider web-like lines. Wen Zhong's eyes narrowed, and his sneak attack was actually seen through by the other party, which was a little embarrassing.

"Old gentleman...... Why do you kill so many people? The woman's voice was a little deeper, but as gentle and soft as water, and it sounded very pleasant. But this question was so childish that Wen Zhong wanted to laugh, this person looked at it like he had read too many books, and his brain was rigid. The fact that a woman with such a temperament actually asked such a rotten thing really made Master Wen laugh.

"Heh, family and country affairs, how can you intervene as a woman?! Quickly retreat, otherwise Hugh blames the old man for being ruthless! ”

"Old sir. Is it necessary to make others hurt and suffer for the sake of the ideals of some people? ”

"The old man is a pillar of the Shang Dynasty, and it is the duty of the old man to restore the unification of the Shang Dynasty...... Even if there are tens of millions of people standing in the way of this road, it is not something I can take care of! If anyone wants to save the world, huh! Very simple! As long as you defeat the old man and crush the old man's bones to ashes, Wen Zhong will naturally not be able to oppose you again! I don't think you're one of those stupid people, so why are you wasting your time here?! ”

"Mr. Wen, Shang Dynasty Guozuo...... Is it really more important than the world? ”

The woman's words chased after her relentlessly, and Wen Zhong repeatedly confirmed that the other party did not perform illusions before continuing to talk to her. For some reason, perhaps he had a crush on the woman, and he suddenly had an interesting idea, and the more the idea came out, the more it straightened, illuminating his mind into a whole new realm. Many questions that were previously difficult to solve suddenly found answers at this moment......

The Shang Dynasty's Qi Refiner stroked his white beard slightly, his brows furrowed, and his fingers unconsciously flexed and stretched, calculating the feasibility of this move. After a while, he suddenly replied with an unrelated sentence:

"This fellow Daoist, are you interested in joining our army?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, the woman opposite also turned her head slightly, as if she was a little confused. Without waiting for her to ask questions, Wen Zhong said his thoughts in one breath:

"You alone, even if the Dao Law is all over the sky, it is impossible to confront the entire army, not to mention that the king is already the invincible overlord of the world in this world...... Rather than you die here under the whip of the old man, it is better to use another way to save the people in the world in your mouth...... Zi Xin loves beauties the most in his life, and with your superb appearance, you will definitely be able to get the grace that is not inferior to Su Daji...... When you become a concubine under His Majesty, the old man will support you behind your back to suppress Su Daji...... At that time, you will be able to use your charm to convince His Majesty to change his domineering style and change his benevolence...... How is it? ”

This train of thought was so jumpy that the woman fell silent for a while. After a while, the woman raised her head, pursed her lips tightly, and sighed, "I already have a favorite person, and I can't serve your king...... It seems that there is no need for any further discussion between us. ”

The position is different, and at this time, there is only one way to fight. Wen Zhong twisted his wrist, and the invisible thunder wave spread out in all directions with him as the center. He had already made up his mind that even if he relied on the fighting method, he would capture this woman and present it to His Majesty.

For the revival of the Shang Dynasty, such talents and beauty must not be let go! (To be continued......)

PS: Three hundred chapters......

So far, there are more than a million words in this book, which is really emotional......

I'm actually secretly writing the IF Shilu World Branch Line Little Yellow Text.,But the wind has been tight lately.,I can only see it myself.,It's a bit of a pity.。 Let's write a few more small theaters to give back to our readers.

If you want to see the small theater, please give me a ticket! (Actually, you don't need to...... It's better to write a small theater for every 100 monthly passes......