After Shen Lang said that, he stared closely at Yan Chunqiu beside him, wanting to see how his expression would change.

On the side, Yan Jia also looked at Old Man Yan quietly, but what she was thinking about was not the question of whether Yan Chunqiu would answer or not, but whether he knew Ouyang Fei's whereabouts.

Yan Chunqiu didn't answer Shen Lang immediately, but said, "Do you know that I was obviously fighting with the Heavenly Soldiers of the Great Five Divisions back then, but why was I defeated so completely in the end?" ”

Shen Lang was slightly stunned, thought about it, and replied: "I heard that you were betrayed by your own people, this kind of thing is countless in historical wars, and it is not new. ”

"No, you still know too little, the reason why the old man failed back then, of course, was because of the traitors in the dynasty, and it can even be said that it was the lord of the country himself who caused the demise of the Daluo Dynasty, all along, the old man thought so, until many years later, the old man suddenly understood that from the beginning of the war with the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Daluo Dynasty was already doomed, but the old man and the lord of the country were too conceited, and this conceit, in the old man's victories one after another, became even greater, and even arrogance.

In the eyes of the old man at that time, the five heavenly soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were just like that, and in fact, in front of the four major legions trained by the old man, the five heavenly soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not have much arrogant capital, but the old man ignored one point, that is, the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the foundation of this peerless dynasty for nearly 10,000 years, is not at all comparable to the country of the Great Luo Dynasty, which is only 2,000 years old.

Unless the old man can eliminate the five heavenly soldiers in a very short period of time, otherwise, the final outcome of the Daluo Dynasty is destined to end in failure, therefore, at that moment, the old man understands that this war has been doomed from the beginning, so even if the old man promises you to help, at most it can only delay time, but it cannot change the final outcome. ”

Hearing his words, Shen Lang's brows suddenly sank.

It was also at this point that he realized that he seemed to have overlooked a very important issue.

That is, you can fight, but you can't definitely fight.

Just as if he met a powerful Dayan Heavenly Immortal now, he would naturally have the strength to fight.

But does the strength of a battle mean that you will be able to win?

The answer is clearly no.

At the beginning, Yan Chunqiu, with the four major legions in his hands, could indeed fight against the five heavenly soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but the final result was inevitable defeat.

Because the Daluo Dynasty couldn't consume the Great Zhou at all.

And the reason why Da Zhou finally used treasures to lure the extremely selfish Lord of Da Luo was not because he was afraid of Yan Chunqiu at all, but because he didn't want to suffer too many casualties.

Of course, what they were worried about was the safety of their own Heavenly Soldiers, not the Great Luo Kingdom, otherwise, they would not have killed all the 50,000 Vermilion Bird Army and 40,000 Blue Dragon Army.

Shen Lang frowned, but he was silent.

It turned out that he and the people of the Eleven Countries had always been too idealistic.

It was also at this time that Shen Lang re-examined the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is a superpower that has been inherited for thousands of years, and not to mention how deep the background is, his various backgrounds alone are enough to deter all the small things in the flood famine.

Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, and his son Nezha, the guards of the Southern Heavenly Gate, the Four King Kongs, and the first god general of the Heavenly Court, Erlang Zhenjun, are all inextricably linked to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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Especially that Yang Jian, since he became a saint, he has been the first god general of the Heavenly Court, and his combat power is almost equal to that of the Monkey King, who is proud of the Three Realms, what will the eleven countries face such a strong person?

With a lot of people?

No, a large number of people can only play a role based on the fact that there is little difference in each other's strength, and in front of the real strong, no matter how many people there are, it is just a slap in the face.

Although I heard that Erlang Zhenjun was no longer in Heavenly Court, and it seemed that he had embarked on that Heavenly Dao path, no matter what, he would eventually come back one day.

Putting aside the affairs of the Heavenly Court, the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty itself is not at all something that the Eleven Kingdoms can afford.

Now, the Great Zhou Dynasty has only sent one of the five heavenly soldiers, and it is also the weakest one to attack, which has already made the eleven countries in the north basically helpless.

If the Great Zhou sends another heavenly soldier, what will the eleven countries in the north use to resist? It is estimated that ten Yan Chunqiu took command, and in the end, it was impossible to escape the end of being destroyed.

After all, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, no matter how good Yan Chunqiu's command ability is, but without a strong enough legion, it is tantamount to commanding a group of children to besiege a group of strong men, even if this group of children is desperate, at most it can only leave some scratches and bite marks on the bodies of this group of strong men, and it is nonsense to say that it is fatal.

Shen Lang was a little irritable in his heart, so he simply lay down on the bluestone fence of the Black Fish Pavilion and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of the eleven countries, there are still some friends here, and although he doesn't have the concept of home and country, they do.

And he has promised to help them resist the Great Zhou Kingdom, if he breaks his trust and leaves like this, although he will not feel unbearable with his face, but after all, there will still be some regrets.

Yan Jia's pretty face at the moment was also a little pale and weak.

Although she had no intention of caring about the situation of the Eleven Kingdoms because of the troubles of the memories of her previous life, now that she listened to Yan Chunqiu's explanation, her heart was also very desperate.

Suddenly, Shen Lang, who was lying flat on the fence, sat up suddenly, and said with a surprised face: "By the way, although the strength of our soldiers is not good, we can make up for it with other things, right?" ”

Yan Jia was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Shen Lang curiously.

On the side, Yan Chunqiu was still unwavering, and said, "Do you want to say that you can use a magic weapon to make up for it?" Unless you can assemble an army of 100,000 immortals, and all of them are equipped with magic weapons above the ground level, otherwise, it is still not enough. ”

Listening to Yan Chunqiu's words, Yan Jia's original glimmer of brilliance that had just emerged also instantly dimmed.

All 100,000 people are equipped with earth-level magic weapons, and they must at least be immortals, which is simply impossible.

However, Shen Lang patted Yan Chunqiu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Second Yan, you are underestimating me Shen, the magic weapon I designed is definitely something that can be challenged beyond the level." ”

"Leapfrogging challenges? What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? If you want to say that all the creatures of all races can challenge the old man beyond the level, I believe it, but the level of this magic weapon is destined by God, a radish and a pit, and there is no possibility of skipping the challenge. ”

Yan Chunqiu replied very simply.

It's not that he's too arbitrary, it's because there have been no rumors of leapfrogging challenges since ancient times.

A magic weapon in the early stage of the yellow level is categorically impossible

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Those who have beaten the middle of the yellow level, even if the cultivation of the monks in the early stage of the yellow level is much higher than that of the monks in the middle of the yellow level, it is impossible to do it.

Unless he can use his own cultivation to help the magic weapon, otherwise, if the two magic weapons are fought equally, it will definitely be a defeat for the low-grade one.

If the grade is equal, then it depends on whether there is a restraint relationship between the respective magic weapon materials, if not, then it can only be seen in the hands of the user.

Regarding Yan Chunqiu's disdain, Shen Lang didn't bother with him, but directly took out the flying sword Gatling.

"Yan Lao Er, what do you think this is?"

Yan Chunqiu looked at the strange magic weapon in Shen Lang's hand, and then took it and looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see the reason no matter how he looked at it.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Why is it so weird? ”

Yan Chunqiu looked puzzled.

Yan Jia's eyes lit up on the side, after all, she had seen the power of Shen Lang's magic weapon, if she could mass-produce it.....

Thinking of this, Yan Jia's mood became excited again.

But then she frowned again, because Shen Lang's magic weapon was forged with Yin Yang Sacred Stone and Gengjin Stone Essence, each of these two materials was unattainable, and it was a fool's dream to mass-produce it.

Shen Lang didn't answer Yan Chunqiu, but took back the flying sword Gatling and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll show you." ”

After saying that, Shen Lang clamped the flying sword Gatling on his right waist, and then glanced at Yan Chunqiu, who was looking puzzled on the side, and immediately smiled: "Second Yan, I take a good look at you!" ”

Woohoo......

After a violent sound like the sound of a flying sword breaking through the air, Yan Chunqiu saw his entire small courtyard shake, and then collapsed with a bang, turning into countless flying ashes.

"What did you do?"

Yan Chunqiu looked at Shen Lang in front of him, his face confused.

Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's nothing!" Just to show you my flying sword Gatling. ”

"Damn, you just tried, why are you angry with the old man's courtyard? Hi Trei Mother. ”

Yan Chunqiu was really angry with Shen Lang at this time, if he hadn't known that he might not be able to kill this kid, he would have already beaten people up.

This small courtyard is where he has lived for hundreds of years, and he has long had a deep affection, but now it was destroyed by Shen Lang's strange magic weapon after a sudden burst.

Looking at Yan Chunqiu, who was thunderous, Shen Lang smiled and said, "Alas, you said that you are also the second child of the four heavenly demons, just a broken yard, as for being so angry?" ”

"Angry? If you didn't know that the old man might not be able to kill you, the old man would have killed you a long time ago, the old man in this small courtyard has lived for hundreds of years, he is as close as a family member, and he loves him like a wife, and now he has been ruined by your kid, do you think the old man can not be angry? ”

Yan Chunqiu glared at Shen Lang angrily, then turned his head and didn't want to look at Shen Lang again, he was afraid that he would suddenly be unable to help but take action to him.

If you do it, it's okay to say, but if you can't do it, you won't get it back, and you will lose face, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Shen Lang patted Yan Chunqiu on the shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, it's a big deal, I'll compensate you, let's discuss how to mass-produce this magic weapon now." ”

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