"The nine poles are still yang, and there are nine days of returning yang fruits, and the last one is hidden in the heart of the tree."

"If you can use it, break the fruit tree, and you can get the last one to return the yang fruit."

"If you don't need it, plant the Yang Fruit Tree in a place where the Yin Qi is strong, and after a long time, it will be able to return Yang and be reborn, and then you can get the number of Yang Fruit Eight Fingers."

Hearing such a secret inside story about the Yang Fruit Tree, Wu Shan's eyes lit up, and he was already thinking about where to plant the Yang Fruit Tree.

In this way, the 'stolen goods' are divided, and everyone is about to go their separate ways.

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride, be safe!! ”

The netherworld scholar Xu Jiejie had a heart and wanted to send Wushan and Zhao Yuejin on a journey.

Zhao Yuejin didn't speak, he was thinking about whether to immediately take the Yang Fruit and impact a wave of new realms.

Wushan thought about it, and first sent a message to Zhao Yuejin, telling him about the establishment of a passage between the two clans by the barbarians in the west.

When Zhao Yuejin heard about the passage between the two clans, his face changed instantly, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Fortunately, Wu Shan also informed him that after the high-level Terran had obtained this information, his face improved.

Then Wu Shan bowed and said to the netherworld scholar Xu Jie.

"I'm tired of Xu Gongzi, send the two of me to the west of the place of death!!"

"Good!"

After Xu Jie, a scholar of the Netherworld, answered, he picked up the wordless book and read it again.

Not long after, a netherworld path appeared at the foot of the netherworld scholar Xu Jie, and after Wushan and Zhao Yuejin looked at each other and nodded, they also stepped on the netherworld path.

A day later, the area to the west of the dead.

Three figures are highlighted in the void, one holding a book and carrying a bookcase, so chic; One man carried a spear upside down, and the blood-colored cloak behind his back rattled; The last man also came out with a spear and was dressed in black armor.

The people who came were the Netherworld scholars Xu Jie, Wu Shan, and Zhao Yuejin.

"The two brothers, Xiaosheng will be sent here, he will have a fate, let's talk about wine again!!"

"I'm tired of Xu Gongzi!" "I'm tired!"

Netherworld scholar Xu Jie shook his head, turned around and stepped onto the Netherworld Path, and a song was heard.

"The dream of wealth and prosperity is a spring dream, and the fame is a floating cloud. The flesh and blood in front of him are not real, and love turns into hatred. ”

"Don't put the golden yoke around your neck, and Hugh wraps the jade lock around you. Pure heart and few desires to get rid of the world, happy scenery duty. ”

This time, Wushan finally heard the second half of the ballad clearly, and was full of emotion for a while.

"If he is still alive, he must be a good man of my human race!!" Eight Chinese Net

Zhao Yuejin also sighed as he watched the Netherworld Path disappear into the void.

Wu Shan stared at the void, suddenly smiled lightly, and said to Zhao Yuejin.

"Xu Gongzi got three Yang Returning Fruits today, maybe there will really be a day of rebellion and rebirth!"

Zhao Yuejin was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly reached out and patted Wushan on the shoulder, laughing.

"My brother's vision is far-reaching, not comparable to my rough goods!"

"This time, my brother obeyed you!"

Wushan understood that it was only at this time that Zhao Yuejin figured out why when he was distributing the spoils, Wushan insisted on giving the Netherworld scholar Xu Jie's three Yang Fruits.

Xu Jie was a human race before his death, and he got three Yang Returning Fruits, if there is really a day when he is sanctified and returns to Yang, he will naturally be a big ally of the Human Race.

Wu Shan put away his smile and said with a solemn face.

"Brother Zhao, go to my text space retreat!"

"When the power of our blood and blood breaks through, it will be the time to descend on the passage of the two clans."

Zhao Yuejin thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed to Wushan's proposal.

……

Dead Land, Western Zone, Bicommunal Passage.

"Brother Ink, ah......"

"That's?"

Wang Dexuan and Ling Liyuan looked at the scene in front of them, their eyes splitting.

Ink painting, a student at Cangshan Cave Academy, did not die, but the ending was worse than death.

On that day, in order to find a way out for Wang Dexuan and Ling Liyuan, Shui Mo sacrificed himself to pull the evil barbarians into a dream, and tried his best to kill a team of barbarian elites.

But the leader of the barbarian did not die, but captured the ink alive.

When the evil barbarian saw that his men were killed, he was furious.

Therefore, the evil barbarian did not kill Ink immediately, but wanted to make Ink worse than dead.

The brutal man smashed the bones of the limbs of the ink, gouged out the eyeballs, and cut off the tongue...... destroyed the five senses of ink and found someone to use illusion to indulge in it.

Later, the ink was made into a human frame by the barbarians, supported by a tall wooden pole, and stood in front of the front line of the passage between the two clans.

and Ink were all Terran scholars, all of whom were Terran elites who were captured alive during the war in the eastern region.

The reason the barbarians did this was not just to demoralize the Terrans and provoke them.

The real purpose is to use this as a bait to continuously attract the Terran elite to rescue those Terran compatriots who have been made into human frames.

Only in this way can the two sides continue to fight, and only then can they kill more Terrans to build a passage between the two races.

This is a naked conspiracy!

On the Terran side, both scholars and soldiers, they had to launch raids and charges again and again to save their fellow citizens.

This is war, race war.

Pioneer barracks, Chinese barracks tents.

A group of soldiers and scholars quarreled, and although the boss on the main seat wore a black armor mask, the heavy aura also meant that his mood was not very good.

"It's all said, take care of your students and teachers, you can't continue to raid and charge like this, especially those who lose their minds and don't want to die!!"

A sturdy black-armored general was furious, stood up and pointed at a group of scholars opposite, roaring and squirting wildly.

The black-armored generals were really anxious, because every raid and charge, it was their men, and the group of soldiers rushed to the front.

If this continues, if no one is rescued, the Great Wall guards will suffer heavy casualties.

At that time, let alone repelling the barbarians, it will be difficult to protect itself.

"Those are not your students, nor are they your teachers, of course you are not in a hurry to save them!"

"That's it, in order to save my nephew and students, even if I die, I'm going to go!!"

"Don't you see? They were made into a human frame for the sake of our human race, and it was a human frame! ”

“……”

The roar of the black armor general was quickly counterattacked by a group of scholars, among whom there was no shortage of people who scolded and scolded angrily.

The camp of the Chinese army was once again caught in a quarrel, and I don't know how many times it was a quarrel.

After a long time, it seemed that both sides were tired of arguing, and the Chinese military camp tent was miraculously quiet.

It was at this time that the black-armored coach on the main seat spoke slowly in a deep voice.

"Those Terran compatriots who were hung up are all heroes of my Terran race, and they are all good men of my Terran race!"

"So, whether they are dead or alive, we have to save!"

As soon as the words of the black-armored boss fell, a group of black-armored generals wearing masks on the left stood up in protest.

"Boss ......"

"Boss!"

“……”

The boss of the black armor stretched out his right hand and stopped the generals who stood up and spoke up to protest against them.

"Those Terran compatriots want to be saved, but it's not the current way to save it!"

"There are enough scholars who died because of impulsiveness and rushed to the rescue, and my human race can't afford to die!"

"The Great Wall guards who are charging ahead of our department have also died enough, they can't just send them to death for nothing!"

"So, you all give me a steady mind, and wait with peace of mind."

"In three days at most, the various magic circles of the two races in the rear of my human race will be completed, and when the time comes, it will be the day of the decisive battle."

"I've been waiting for so many days, and it's not bad for these three days."

"After three days, I won't stop you, kill those who should be killed, and save those who should be saved!"

After saying these words, the black armor coach has disappeared from the main position.

Leaving a group of high-ranking people of the Terran looking at each other, with sad faces and trance......

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

.jujiazy.