Because Wang Zhong could see that the gods of Dongshan used the Jiuyang Sword Box to protect themselves, destroy the Nine Swords and preserve their true bodies, and plundered the heavens from it.

However, Wang Zhong was still very worried, and he didn't know if the Dongshan gods could really escape, after all, this imperial territory was not a vegetarian.

Wang Zhong's fears soon became a reality.

I saw that the tiger helmet on the top of the emperor's head flew out directly from the top of his head, and then turned into a blood-colored tiger, and swooped straight in the direction of the escape of the Dongshan gods.

"Oops!!" Wang Zhong was shocked, he didn't expect this imperial frontier to be so perverted, not only was his strength like a mountain and the sea, but now even the helmet he was wearing on his head had such a magical tracking power.

"Donghuang, today you have no way to go to the sky, and no way to enter the earth. In the blink of an eye, Emperor Jiang caught up with the hard-hit Dongshan Spirit, and the roaring words resounded with a cold color.

The Dongshan spirit stopped fleeing, he knew that it was in vain, and the opportunity was lost.

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jiang had already appeared in front of the Dongshan gods, blocking all his ways.

The Dongshan Divine Spirit's face was pale at this time, but he was still extremely arrogant and stood with his head held high.

Having lost the Jiuyang Sword Box and being seriously injured, he was actually very uncomfortable.

Although he is the same Heavenly Demon as Emperor Jiang and was born in heaven and earth, the years since the birth of Emperor Jiang are too long for him.

And because of the difference in bloodline, the years of cultivation are even more different, and it is not surprising that the gods of Dongshan were defeated at the hands of Emperor Jiang.

Emperor Jiang is an emperor beast, and he is the Eastern Emperor, the contrast is obvious.

"Donghuang, I'll give you one last chance, surrender to me, or die. "Emperor Jiang carried Fang Tian's halberd, stood proudly in front of the Dongshan gods, and looked at the Dongshan gods with a contempt.

Wang Zhong's heart was dripping blood, and he couldn't do anything, although this was everything that had been, but it hurt Wang Zhong's heart to see it.

"Move...... Dongshan Divine Spirit smiled coldly, and just as he spoke, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Who is being ashamed to say that you want to kill my Donghuang brother, have you asked me?"

This familiar voice shook the gods of Dongshan and made Emperor Jiang tremble.

Because of a moat-like light, it seemed to split the heavens and the earth, and slashed straight down towards the imperial territory.

"Brother Xian!!" exclaimed the Dongshan god, who knew who was coming.

"The Mandate of the King. Emperor Jiang roared, and also slashed out a terrifying sword light, facing the slashing heavenly sword light.

Rumble!

The heavens and the earth shook, at this moment Wang Zhong was really unstable, he only felt that the sun and the moon were dark, the heavens and the earth changed color, he was like an ant being swept into the whirlpool, and he lost consciousness at once.

Call!

Wang Zhong opened his eyes and disappeared from the pamphlet in his hand.

It was bright outside, and in front of him was Grandpa Ling's familiar face, looking at him kindly and smiling.

"Grandpa Ling!" Wang Zhong stood up and pounced on Grandpa Ling's body, very excited in his heart, because Grandpa Ling was still alive in front of his eyes, and he had not died in that terrible battle.

He understood everything, at least he understood that Grandpa Ling was the incarnation of the Dongshan gods.

"Kid, you know it. Grandpa Ling looked at Wang Zhong and said in a relieved tone.

Wang Zhong nodded, "Grandpa Ling, I know everything, it's good that you're okay, then Emperor Jiang...... Is he still alive?"

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth, full of hatred for the Imperial Frontier, although he is not very strong now, but in his heart he has set the Imperial Frontier as the number one enemy.

"Perhaps. Grandpa Ling nodded, said a meaningful word, immediately smiled, and said: "Child, the magic power of the Jiuyang Sword Box was not actually created by Grandpa Ling alone, and its cultivation method has been engraved in your mind, and your top priority now is to sacrifice the sword." ”

"Okay. Wang Zhong licked his lips, and then asked with a smile: "Grandpa Ling, could it be that this Jiuyang Sword Box Divine Power was jointly created by you and the God of War King Heavenly Mandate?"

Grandpa Ling smiled, but he didn't answer the question, but just asked Wang Zhong to sacrifice the nine swords and spears in the Jiuyang Sword Box first.

Wang Zhong nodded and said, "Grandpa Ling, I want to take my sister to the imperial capital tomorrow to find a wind god doctor to heal my sister's eyes." ”

Grandpa Ling thought for a while, and then said, "Did you tell your sister?"

Wang Zhong nodded, his eyes were already full of longing, he had already imagined the moment when his sister would see the light again.

Grandpa Ling asked again, "Then how are you going to go? This place is at least a million miles away from the imperial capital." ”

"So far!" Wang Zhong was taken aback when he heard this, but he still didn't make it difficult for him, he told Grandpa Ling that he had learned the sword art and could ride the wind and sword and fly away with his sister.

Grandpa Ling smiled, and also appreciated Wang Zhong's determination, but this is not advisable, Grandpa Ling said: "Don't worry, kid, Grandpa Ling has his own way, send you and your sister to the imperial capital." ”

"Really!" Wang Zhong looked at Grandpa Ling in disbelief.

Grandpa Ling nodded, and asked Wang Zhong to refine the Jiuyang Sword Box first, and then send his sister and brother to the imperial capital tomorrow.

Wang Zhong sat cross-legged, took the Nine Swords Sword Box in his hand, stood in front of him, and began to practice the nine swords and spears according to the cultivation method of this magical power.

Seeing that Wang Zhong had begun to refine the Jiuyang Sword Box, Grandpa Ling smiled and walked out of his room.

In the days since he left, he knows exactly what had happened in the village.

His face was a little gloomy, but he didn't show it in front of Wang Zhong.

Because the sense of crisis that lingered in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Like a hanging sword, it seems to come down at any moment.

Seeing Grandpa Ling come out, Wang Yanran shouted, and immediately said, "Grandpa Ling, can you persuade Xiao Zhong?

Grandpa Ling took Wang Yanran's hand and sat down on the stool, and said: "I can't persuade him, you just let him go, maybe Grandpa Ling can't do it, Fengtuo has a way; ”

Wang Yanran sighed, nodded, and said, "I'm just afraid that going here will disappoint him, make him sad, and make his last bit of hope shattered." ”

Grandpa Ling also sighed, this is indeed a problem.

If after a million miles to the imperial capital, the wind god doctor is helpless, then the blow to Wang Zhong will really be very big.

But if he doesn't go, Wang Zhong won't stop.

Grandpa Ling smiled and said, "Let's go with the flow, tomorrow Grandpa Ling will personally send you to the imperial capital, don't think about the rest." ”

Wang Yanran nodded and didn't say anything more, her mood was very complicated.

Wang Zhong practiced the Jiuyang Sword Box without distraction.

The nine swords and spears hovered around him, slowly spinning.

According to the cultivation method of the Jiuyang sword box, these nine swords and spears must be incorporated into the dantian to be considered a successful sacrifice.

Entering the dantian is only the first step, cultivating in the dantian, increasing the feelings with the sword and spear, until the spirit of the Jiuyang sword box is connected, and you can exert the most powerful power as you like.