If the soldier saint came to kill the demon in the 100,000 mountains, although the one-horned giant tiger would be angry, it would not be surprised, and it should be that he didn't know where to provoke this saint.

Anyway, there are countless demon clans in the 100,000 mountains, even if a few big demons are killed, it is their fate.

In the concept of the demon clan, everything is based on strength, and the soldier saint is strong, so if he is killed by the other party, he will be killed.

The law of the jungle is the principle of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the demon clan never understood why the strongest of these human races wanted to protect those weak mortals.

In addition, the words of the soldier saint just now also made the one-horned giant tiger quite puzzled, borrowing the big demon for use? What does that mean?

"If you want thirty monsters above the middle and third grades, I will help them infiltrate the Yan Country and scatter them all over the Yan Country."

"I don't care what they do there, I just need them to create as much chaos as possible, the bigger the better."

Bai Yi calmly said what he wanted.

After hearing this, the one-horned giant tiger couldn't help but feel quite shocked, the other party borrowed a monster to send it into the Yan country, and the purpose was actually to create chaos in the Yan country!

After being surprised, a thick sense of banter appeared in the huge tiger eyes of the one-horned giant tiger.

"Interesting, really interesting, the dignified saint of the human race actually took the initiative to lead our demon clan into the territory of the human race."

"Good! This king promises you! ”

For this proposal of the soldier saint, the one-horned giant tiger did not hesitate, and directly agreed.

Although it knew that the Soldier Saint was using those monsters as gunmen to cause trouble for the Yan Kingdom, so what?

The enemy of the demon race is never a single country of the human race, but the entire human race!

The Yan country has heavy troops on the border, and there are strong people guarding it, and the big demon crossing the border will definitely be detected.

Now that the Soldier Saint is willing to help so many middle and third-grade demons enter the Yan Country, it is naturally a good thing.

More than thirty middle and third-grade demons are scattered in the territory of Yan Country, and even if they are surrounded and suppressed, they can survive a lot.

Over the years, their demon clan has never given up infiltrating the human race, and every year they will send a large number of low-end monsters to infiltrate the territory of the human race countries and develop secretly.

The Soldier Saint did this and undoubtedly directly saved them a lot of trouble, so why didn't it agree?

Hearing the one-horned giant tiger agree, Bai Yi said again: "In addition to the thirty middle and third-grade demons, I also need a demon king to be sent to the Yan Kingdom together." ”

This sentence finally made the one-horned giant tiger change color.

The demon of the lower third grade only exists at the bottom in the demon clan, and it doesn't matter how many casualties there are in that kind of cannon fodder.

And when it comes to the middle three grades, it can be called a big demon, which is not bad, and it is also the backbone of the demon race's attack on the human race.

The demon of the upper third grade is called the demon king, with a real name, it is the real high-end combat power of the demon clan, and the promotion of each demon king is extremely difficult.

Even if the lifespan of a demon is often thousands of years, for countless years, the entire demon clan has only given birth to a few hundred demon kings.

Every demon king is powerful, and the demon clan's innate strong physique and long lifespan make them much stronger than the Terran monks of the same level.

But even so, in the demon war twenty years ago, the demon clan still lost nearly one-third of the demon king, and the loss was not heavy.

This is also one of the reasons why the demon clan is willing to hibern, because now the human race is too strong, and the five saints can sweep everything together, and the cutting-edge combat power is too poor.

Now the soldier saint directly said that he was going to borrow a demon king, which made the anger of the one-horned giant tiger rise all of a sudden.

"Soldier Saint! I want to make a wish that you go to the temple, and don't come to this king! Send my demon king to the territory of the human race to die? Do you really think that as a saint, you can do whatever you want? ”

The murderous power in the eyes of the one-horned giant tiger reappeared, and the purple flames rose all around, ready to escape from the sky at any time.

If it can't beat the Soldier Saint, can't it still run?

The main thing is that it is impossible to agree to this condition.

Although he is the lord of 100,000 mountains and is one of the few powerful existences in the demon clan, this does not mean that he can command other demon kings at will.

It is absolutely forbidden for demon kings to kill each other, this is a rule set by the demon emperor, and no one dares not to follow it.

First, he is not qualified to forcibly order other demon kings to do anything, and second, even if he can do it, he will not agree to the soldier saint.

Even if the demon king is powerful, he can be sent to the territory of the human race, what is the difference between it and the third-grade monk of the human race entering the 100,000 mountains?

It's all the end of being slaughtered by others, and it's completely sent to death!

Even if the big demon of the third grade is sent over, it should consume the power of the human race, and it is not a pity to die.

But the Demon King is a number of cutting-edge combat powers!

Bai Yi was not surprised by the reaction of the one-horned giant tiger, he did not speak, but just stretched out his left hand.

A different grass with a purple body and a little black spot on the leaves suddenly appeared in his hand.

The white cloth held the purple grass, looked at the one-horned tiger king, and said lightly: "If I exchange this thing, can I get a demon king to help?" ”

The moment he saw this purple grass, the one-horned tiger king's gaze could no longer be taken off.

Because the purple grass in the hands of the white clothes is the holy object of the demon clan, the treasure that countless big demons and even the demon king are eager to seek-soul condensing grass!

"Five-hundred-year-level Soul Condensation Grass ......"

The one-horned tiger's Adam's apple rolled a little, and he could barely resist the urge to snatch it.

Not long after Bai Yi took out this Soul Condensing Grass, the 100,000 Mountains began to shake violently, and terrifying figures appeared from the depths of the 100,000 Mountains.

a giant eagle with a blood-red body and endless thunder with the flapping of its wings; a golden lion with three heads and a majestic look; A snow-white deer with a small and delicate body, but everything is frozen everywhere it passes......

The endless demon aura was soaring, and the demon kings hidden in the 100,000 mountains were all attracted by this soul condensing grass in the hands of the white cloth!

"Give me the Soul Condensation Grass, and I'll go to the Yan Country!"

A Wood Spirit Giant Ape with vines entwined all over his body said with a sound of urn, and his gaze at the Soul Condensing Grass was full of greed.

This is a demon king in the realm of three grades!

The Soldier Saint descended on the 100,000 Great Mountain, and it was impossible for them not to notice it, and they could hear the conversation between the Soldier Saint and the One-Horned Giant Tiger just now.

Seeing that the Soldier Saint was willing to take a five-hundred-year-old Soul Condensing Grass in exchange for a demon king's attack, they couldn't hold it anymore.

Even if it is extremely risky to go to the territory of the Terrans, the Soul Condensation Grass is completely worth the risk they take!

"Ridiculous! With your little strength, even the monkey brain will be eaten when you go to the Yan Country! ”

As soon as the Wood Spirit Giant Ape's words fell, the three golden lions spoke and mocked, and then he said to the Soldier Saint: "Trade with me, give me the Soul Condensing Grass, you just want me to kill the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom, and I will do it!" ”

The three golden lions were extremely angry with each other.

But it has this confidence, because it is a demon king in the realm of a second grade, not much weaker than a one-horned giant tiger, and it is one of the strongest demon kings in the 100,000 mountains!

"It went to be eaten monkey brains, and if you go, you will just be reduced to a braised lion's head."

A clear, cold, pleasant voice rang out.

It was the small, delicate snow-white fawn that had stepped on a mountain peak, and the cold air that overflowed its body had turned the mountain into an iceberg.

Its crystal clear eyes looked straight at the Soldier Saint, and said unhurriedly: "Give me the Soul Condensing Grass, I will go to the Yan Country to show my magical powers, how about freezing thousands of miles?" ”

"If you want to cause trouble to the Yan country, my magic power is undoubtedly the most suitable, and I can turn all the fertile land into frozen soil, so that the Yan country will have no grain harvest for several years."

All the demon kings are competing to show their strength, just to win the opportunity to cooperate with the Soldier Saint!

Before, they were still wondering if this would be a trap, but after the Soldier Saint took out the Soul Condensing Grass, this doubt was completely dispelled.

In terms of the strength of the Soldier Saint, it is not difficult to kill a demon king, and there is no need to coax and deceive like this.

Surrounded by a dozen demon kings in the middle, the Soldier Saint looked so small in front of their huge size.

Even the smallest snow-white fawn was as big as a house, and its size was only compared to the size of other demon kings.

All the demon kings coveted the Soul Condensation Grass in the hands of the Soldier Saint, but none of them dared to step forward to snatch it.

"It's you."

Bai Yi said lightly, and casually threw the Soul Condensing Grass in his hand to the three golden lions.

The golden lion was stunned for a moment, and immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly opened his mouth to swallow the soul condensing grass into his body, and grinned at Bai Yi: "It is worthy of being a soldier saint, and it really has vision." Say, who are you going to let me kill? ”

The Soldier Saint directly gave the Soul Condensing Grass first, and it could completely break its promise, but it didn't dare to do it at all.

Although it is dangerous to go to Yanguo, the Confucian saint is not here now, and with the strength of his second grade, it is not a certain death situation; But if you offend the soldier saint now, you will definitely die.

"You don't need to know so much, you'll know when the time comes."

Bai Yi said indifferently, and then looked at the one-horned giant tiger, "I will come again in three days, you have all the monsters ready, and I will send them to the Yan Country." ”

After speaking, the figure dispersed directly with the wind.

As if it had never been there.

The one-horned giant tiger looked at where the soldier saint was just now, and his eyes showed a contemplative look, not knowing what he was thinking.

The giant eagle with a red body asked, "Tiger King, is he really credible?" Why do you want to lead our demon race into the realm of the human race as a saint of the human race? ”

This is something it feels puzzled about, it is clear that the human race and the demon race are the enemies of life and death, and the soldier saint is the saint with the heaviest murderous heart of the human race, and he should have killed the demon when he saw it.

But now I will cooperate with them.

"It's just taking advantage of each other, human beings are a group of selfish beings, and saints are no exception."

"At no time do humans forget the internal cannibalism, which is their inferiority."

The snow-white deer paused slightly, his eyes were indifferent, "If the countries of the human race were as unified as they were when they left the country thousands of years ago, and there were five more saints, my demon race would have been wiped out." ”

Thousands of years ago, there was only one soldier saint in the Dali Dynasty, who could turn the tide and repel the demon clan.

Now that the human race has five saints, but it can't completely solve the scourge of the demon race, is it because the five saints are not strong?

In fact, the crux of the matter lies in internal contradictions.

"Whatever, the greater the internal contradictions of the human race, the more beneficial it will be for us, and it is better to fight each other's dog brains."

The golden lion's voice was like thunder, and the three heads all looked at the one-horned giant tiger and asked, "Tiger King, is the Confucian saint really not in the Yan Kingdom?" ”

"If the Confucian saint is here, I'm afraid I'll really have to explain there."

The Confucian saint entered their demon continent many years ago, caused a lot of trouble, and later fought with the demon emperor, and then disappeared, I don't know if I am in the Yan country.

The one-horned giant tiger glanced at him and snorted coldly: "You yourself greedily agreed to make a deal with the Soldier Saint, even if you die, you will bring it on yourself." ”

With that, he took heavy steps and turned back to the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

The other demon kings also gloated at the golden lion, and then dispersed.

"Humph! It's that the red-eyed grass has gotten the Soul Condensing Grass! ”

The golden lion snorted coldly, not caring at all about the words of the one-horned giant tiger, and turned into a golden streamer and disappeared in place.

……

Leaving the imperial capital, the imperial palace.

The little emperor was reviewing the folds in the imperial study, but his upper and lower eyelids were fighting all the time, and he couldn't open them.

As a matter of fact, the government affairs of the DPRK and China are handled jointly by several auxiliary ministers, and important matters are also decided by military saints.

He, the emperor, only needs to nod and seal, and someone will teach him who to reward, who to recall, where to allocate funds, and what orders to order.

But he, the emperor, is not so idle, not only has to attend classes every day, but also needs to look through the approved notes and learn how to deal with government affairs.

For a ten-year-old child, these things are still relatively hard, mainly boring.

"Your Majesty, wake up."

The old eunuch next to him saw that the little emperor was about to fall asleep, so he reminded in a low voice.

Although he also feels very sorry for his own majesty, this daily study and review is a task set by the soldier saint himself, and he must not neglect it in the slightest.

The little emperor lay on the table and said in a daze: "I'll sleep for a while......"

But in a daze, he saw a white figure beside him, and his head instantly cleared.

The little emperor hurriedly sat up straight, picked up the music fold and said: "Suddenly I am not sleepy, I still have to work hard, I want to be a diligent son of heaven." ”

The white-clothed soldier saint stood behind the little emperor, looking at his panicked appearance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"If Your Majesty is tired, it doesn't hurt to rest and rest."

When the little emperor heard this, he turned to look at Bai Yi, and said with a shocked expression: "When did Uncle Taizu come?" ”

looks like he just found out about the arrival of the soldier saint.

Bai Yi didn't bother to expose his clumsy lie and said, "The matter has been dealt with, and I will come back." ”

With the arrival of the soldier saint, the others in the imperial study retreated one after another, leaving only the two of them.

The little emperor didn't dare to sit still, got up and stood aside, and said respectfully: "Uncle Tai has worked hard, you sit." ”

Bai Yi was not polite, sat directly on the little emperor's dragon chair, and then flipped through the folds on the table.

After these notes have been approved by the auxiliary ministers, the little emperor needs to look through them, and then he will point out why they are so approved, and he will check them one by one.

The little emperor stood aside apprehensively, and after a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Tai, is it true that the Confucian Sage is no longer in the Yan Kingdom?" ”

"Let's put the monster into the Yan Country, what if it is discovered, it will be blamed by other countries, right?"

Hearing this, Bai Yi's hand flickered slightly.