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Huangfu Situ's face is not very good-looking, the Qingman Kingdom is an old opponent of the Great Qian Dynasty, if there is an extra peerless venerable who can compete with the Holy Land behind him, it is not a good thing.

After pondering for a moment, Emperor Yunxiao said: "Leave 100,000 government troops, and the rest will be transferred back to the original station, this king and the backer of the Qingbarian clan have secretly reached an agreement, as long as we don't take the initiative to provoke these days, then we can basically get along without incident." ”

Hearing this, Huangfu Situ finally breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the faint joy on Di Yunxiao's face, and knew that this second brother had gained a lot in the Sangrilla Prairie, and he had not killed or injured so many sergeants in vain.

The night breeze was blowing, and the silent barracks were interspersed with the sound of the uniform footsteps of the night patrol soldiers, and in this world dominated by cold weapons, there was a lot of killing everywhere.

There were more than 10,000 people who infiltrated Sangrilla, but less than a tenth were able to escape from the grassland alive, and most of them fell under the slaughter of the Gray Demon War Horseman.

Many of the powerhouses of the Seven Holy Lands were directly slaughtered by the King of Qi and the Great Si Long of the Qing Barbarian Kingdom, Wanbaolou retreated early because of Wu Qianlan's order, and Mei Helm saw that there was nothing cheap to take advantage of.

The worst loss was none other than the Heavenly Dragon Court, He Qianxi's gang was crushed by the Blue Devil's nine giant blood-colored rings, and one of his arms was cut off by the Lionheart King in the fight with the Gray Demon War Horse.

In a hurry, he took more than 20 good men to break into the camp of the Shenwei Town Prison Army, and was attacked by more than ten grandmasters and four great grandmasters, and instantly lost the new blood replenished by the Tianlong Court.

The current Tianlong Ting's Ganzhou branch has almost become an empty shelf, and only two cripples of the great grandmaster are left, and although He Qianxi survives, he is also taken down and tied up and imprisoned in the dungeon in the camp.

The next day, in the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone on the vicissitudes of the ancient city, Emperor Yunxiao got up for morning exercises, overlooking the mountains and forests within dozens of miles, a little intoxicated.

Although this world is constantly bloody and rainy, such a pristine scenery is not comparable to the ancient Chinese world.

It didn't take long for thousands of men in the camp to start cooking on a fire, and the smell of millet was everywhere. Tens of thousands of large armies drove out for morning exercises.

Not long after, Huangfu Situ had a gloomy face, and his lips were a little dry: "General Dong is dead, and he didn't get through, and the imperial doctor of the army failed to pull him back from the Ghost Gate." ”

Emperor Yunxiao's palm pressed against the city wall, and the rattling sound showed the ups and downs of his heart, although Dong Qingyuan was not the pillar of the military department, he was a general who was absolutely loyal to Huangfu Wuwang.

He didn't expect that even the commander of the army would be folded into a battle, especially since he did not die at the hands of the enemy, but was secretly stabbed by a grandmaster of the Heavenly Dragon Court.

"Big brother, where is He Qianxi imprisoned now?

A cold chill erupted from Emperor Yunxiao's eyes, and for the people of the Heavenly Dragon Court, he now only had killing intent left.

"I was locked in the dungeon, put on six fine iron chains, and sent two grandmaster kings to watch, and I couldn't escape. ”

As soon as Huangfu Situ waved his hand, the guards next to him took Di Yunxiao down the dungeon, and in the dark and damp dungeon, rats could occasionally be seen passing through and making squeaky screams.

After turning a few corners, King Qi's personal guards finally stood in front of the innermost cell door with Emperor Yunxiao, and a foul smell came out through the prison door, causing many armorers to cover their noses.

Several grandmasters who were in charge of guarding the prison door saw Di Yunxiao coming, and they all bowed and saluted, although they didn't know Di Yunxiao's identity, but they all saluted this person when they looked at the palace of King Qi, let alone them.

Di Yunxiao's gloomy gaze looked at the scene in the cell, a figure with a cloak was wrapped in four or five chains, and at the same time, an iron hook pierced the pipa bone behind the tattered back, sealing his cultivation.

As if hearing the sound of the cell door opening, the figure moved, and a faint black and suppressed look came out of the messy hair, with a hint of evil.

One of the Grandmaster powerhouses who was the first to enter made a slight investigation, and immediately smashed a fist on the figure's stomach, and after a heavy muffled snort, the figure was like a boiled prawn, and his body was arched and convulsed.

However, he also had a hard mouth, even if he turned over the river and the sea in his stomach, he didn't say a word, and his fists were clenched into a lump and rattled.

"The dead duck has a hard mouth, I didn't expect that after three or four years, you finally fell into the hands of the deity, which can be regarded as karma!"

Di Yunxiao walked in front of him, but the slightly hoarse voice made the figure raise his head suddenly, and there was a trace of disbelief and fear in the depths of his originally venomous eyes.

Seeing Emperor Yunxiao's outfit clearly, He Qianxi's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop, directly attacking his heart with anger, causing injuries in his body.

He never thought that the previous generation of the Blood Demon Tower's Sect Masters had used their supernatural powers, and the man who had brought him endless nightmares hadn't even died!

"You, how could you still be alive!"

The weak voice was mixed with anger, He Qianxi's dry lips kept opening and closing up and down, and his hands kept stirring, as if he wanted to break the chains and find trouble with Emperor Yunxiao.

It's a pity that several military experts on both sides directly buckled his body, no matter how he tossed, it was in vain, the pipa bone was locked, and it was difficult to mobilize the vast true qi.

The Extreme Dao Grand Master, who was originally high, is now a civilian with a strong body at best.

"Nothing is impossible! The deity is not dead, then it will be your turn to rob the Wanbao Tower and the Blood Demon Tower, because you fool, the two holy lands will be quietly destroyed!"

There was a mockery on the corner of Emperor Yunxiao's mouth, and he had obtained a top-level blade that was almost a super spiritual weapon, and once the sacrifice was completely completed, his combat power would have a qualitative leap.

He Qianxi roared hoarsely, and the entire cell shook: "You dare! The Seven Holy Lands have been inherited for thousands of years, how can a humble person like you erase them." Blood Venerable and Luo Venerable can bombard you once, and naturally there will be a second time!"

In the dungeon, many of the imprisoned felons were awakened, and most of the prisoners imprisoned here were masters among the people in the rivers and lakes, and they basically heard the conversation between the two clearly.

He Qianxi's name has been very loud in Ganzhou in the past few years, and it took three years to die at the hands of the strong men of the Ganzhou branch of the Tianlong Court in his charge, and the lives are uncountable.

The rivers and lakes can be said to have changed color when they heard the great name, and now they suddenly found that He Helm, who was calling for wind and rain on the rivers and lakes and terrified countless people, was actually imprisoned in the dungeon like a dead dog, and almost all the prisoners were terrified.

Looking directly at He Qianxi, whose face was flushed like a savage, Di Yunxiao snorted disdainfully, this guy still doesn't give up on the Yellow River, is he really afraid of those bad old men now.

"Hehe, you don't dare to kill me, kill this seat, Wanbaolou will completely trample the Great Qianchao into powder!" Although He Qianxi was extremely angry, he would never admit defeat easily.

Di Yunxiao's right index finger wiped on the center of his eyebrows, and when the terrifying coercion instantly shrouded the small cell, He Qianxi was like a duck choked by the neck, and his face was pale and pale.

As the helmsman of Wanbaolou, he was too familiar with this kind of divine pattern brand, and his master Luo Tianbao also had a similar brand on the center of his eyebrows.

At this point, how could he not guess that Mr. Di, who had returned from hibernation, had already stepped into the land immortals who were envied and worshiped by hundreds of millions of living beings in the land of Kyushu.

You are the first Heavenly Dragon Court to be terminated by the deity himself, but it will never be the last. Within a few years, the appearance of the Heavenly Dragon Court, one of the three great wealthies, collapsing, I don't know how many people want to see it. ”

The suppressed and low voice was wrapped in a thick threat, and He Qianxi's heart suddenly contracted, and there was a trace of madness on his pale face.

If Emperor Yunxiao was like a hunter, consuming the vitality of the Heavenly Dragon Court little by little, it was really possible to wipe out the inheritance of a generation of holy lands.

At that time, he will be a sinner in Wanbaolou for ten thousand years, and his descendants will inevitably be ruthlessly spurned, and even Luo Tianbao, the master who cultivated him, will be eager to eat his flesh and blood.

"No, you shouldn't, you shouldn't be like this! You're just an ant in a small borderland, what..."

Before the words were finished, Di Yunxiao directly stabbed out with a finger, and the sharp finger qi instantly penetrated He Qianxi's internal organs, bringing a dull sound of blood splattering.

The rest of He Qianxi's horror was swallowed back into his stomach, and a generation of heroes and bigwigs at the helm of the Holy Land died in the dark dungeon.

"Drag the corpse out and feed it to the dogs, as for these guys in the cell, they should have killed a lot of soldiers from our dynasty, right?"

The grandmaster on the side was shocked, and when he saw Emperor Yunxiao lightly killing He Qianxi and other big people they all had to look up to, his heart became more and more restrained and afraid.

"Yes, yes! These were originally condemned prisoners who were to be escorted back to the imperial capital for execution, but because of the adjustment of the period when the army was launched, they would have to stay here for half a month before they were transferred to the imperial capital!"

Hearing this, Emperor Yunxiao bowed slightly, and made a gesture to wipe his neck at this strong grandmaster, which caused more than ten generals to be nervous, and bowed down.

When Di Yunxiao stepped out of the dungeon gate, teams of Shenwei Town Prison Army armor soldiers poured into the dungeon, and then a terrible scream sounded in the dungeon.

This is not Emperor Yunxiao's killing, these people are full of all kinds of unjust souls, it is obvious that when they are usually wandering around the rivers and lakes, these people don't know how many innocent people they have killed.

Coupled with the fact that they secretly clashed with the imperial government army and suddenly killed thousands of government troops, how could Di Yunxiao continue to tolerate these-stirring sticks to live.

It didn't take long for the corpses wrapped in white cloth to be carried out of the dungeon by the armor of the Shenwei Town Prison Army, and the courtyard was filled with sixty or seventy corpses, to say the least.