Things in the world are often full of surprises and unknowns.

This "dog-like knife" was originally just heavy and filled with a trace of martial arts charm, but just now a few tears from the bear's paw fell on the back of the knife, and suddenly changed-

A gray and fierce aura suddenly flowed endlessly, as if it had been suddenly slashed.

This hellish chemistry was beyond Xin Zhuo's comprehension.

Bloodline?

His face couldn't help but become serious, which at least proved that Xiongpaw's words were true, and this knife had an unpredictable relationship with the Demon Hill Fox Demon Clan.

A dog's knife? Ahu's knife?

After thinking for a moment, he raised the knife again, and it seemed to be a little heavier than before.

Sacrifice?

Pondering carefully the method of sacrifice and refining that he had learned before in his mind, he put down his sword and slowly invaded with the momentum of ice and thunder......

After half an hour, give up! No response.

After thinking about it, biting your finger and dripping blood, dripping blood to recognize the master is a commonly used routine, and the blood does not enter the blade, it is useless!

Pat his forehead, simply summon the Mochizuki Well directly, and throw it into the well.

The change happened in an instant-

I saw that the "dog-like knife" was immediately surrounded by countless weapons and phantoms, and at first it was still proud and swirling back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, the arrogance disappeared, and he cowered, humble and cowardly.

It seems that this terrible knife, compared to the phantom of all weapons in the Mochizuki Well, is weak and pitiful, making people laugh.

Immediately after that, an indescribable aura and feeling flooded in his mind.

[Sacrifice Spirit: The Sword of the Hundred Refinements of the Nineteen Realm Warriors!] It can increase its power as the master realm of the well increases. 】

Really! Mochizuki Well sacrifices to the world, not virtual.

This well water can not only worship spiritual figures, mountains and rivers, famous sects, and ancient ruins, but also ancient dead objects and weapons.

The wordless monument in the Autumn Palace Pavilion at the beginning was a lesson from the past, and it could even transcend the constraints of loyalty, apology, and debt for the three attributes of the sacrifice spirit.

Absorb!

A strange way of using the Sword of the Nineteen Realms came to mind.

……

In the tent, the brazier swayed, stretching Ling Lost Yue's shadow for a long time.

She was dressing up in the mirror, and her slender figure was holding two huge balls of flesh, which looked extremely incongruous, and even more incongruous was the heaviness in Danfeng's eyes on her face.

"How?"

A little, the three figures arrived in the account unconsciously, and they were a woman and two men, judging from their clothes, they were from the other three sects of the four major sects except for the Lingyun Palace, all of them were like wind and thunder, and the martial arts were endless, and they were all masters of the Great Venerable Realm.

"This person is too vigilant, his eyes are bright and clear and imply a kind of incomprehensible wisdom, not like a womanizer, he doesn't have half a covetous heart for me, his stunning maid with demon blood has just come, I painted enchanting makeup with him, and nothing has happened in the handsome account now!"

Ling Shiyue was not surprised at all, as if she had known that the three of them would come, and gently inserted a golden silk phoenix hairpin into her jet-black bun, a trace of surprise flashed on her face, the young princes and princes were not lustful?

A male disciple of Kunlun Palace sat down cross-legged and said in a deep voice: "This person is too thoughtful, even if my four major sects cooperate with him, I can't make him tease him like this, your masters deliberately took away the Confucian Immortals, just let me take the opportunity to try to drug him and control this person!"

"That's right!" A female disciple of the Walker Valley frowned and said, "How sure is the Lost Moon Girl?"

"Not a single point!"

Ling Shiyue shook her head slightly, and replied quite simply, "This Jiang Yuqing is very strange, what's weird, I can't tell, let's just say meals, he eats irregularly or doesn't eat at all, or he will give the food to his subordinates, run out to serve the bowl alone, squat in the corner to eat, and watch the excitement while eating." ”

"It's weird."

The disciple of the withered sword mound pinched his sparse beard: "Huang Taigai is not here, there is only one Jiang Clan Venerable by this person's side, this is a rare opportunity, please take a charter from Miss Lost Moon, when will the four of us start?"

If the poison doesn't work, he will use the body of my withered sword mound to be polluted, how the four major sects will expand in the future, he must obey orders. ”

Ling Shiyue pondered for a moment: "Tomorrow, the Western Qin army will attack the city, this person is afraid that he will not come to the city in person, and the army will not be by his side at that time, I will wait for the risk of blood and blood to observe closely, looking for opportunities!"

"Good!"

……

Dawn the next day.

As soon as a flash of light appeared in the eastern sky, the Western Qin army was running like a cold-blooded machine.

The dull sound of war drums resounded in all directions.

Countless tall siege vehicles, trebuchets, troop-transporting wooden beasts, ladders, chariots, Linchong, Haoqiao and other objects built overnight approached the city wall in the thrust of the flowing Western Qin army that restored physical strength.

"Hey-ha! Hey, ha, ......" filled the eardrums.

The soldiers and nobles of the Ghost Fang Kingdom on the city wall quickly mobilized the black and oppressive defenders of the city and fought against them!

The tense atmosphere fills the plains under the Ghost Fang Imperial City!

Xin Zhuo yawned and walked out of the camp with a bear paw, and hundreds of generals were already waiting outside.

Jiang Yong, Cicada Yi, Qingge and other Jiang masters knew that the war had started again, and without waiting to say hello, they had already climbed a high mountain far away.

The four of Ling Shiyue stood in a mountain col two miles away, forcibly enduring the bloody aura of the battlefield that might spread, and looked at Xin Zhuo with dead eyes.

Xin Zhuo looked at the continuous city and the tall city walls, and was about to give the order to attack the city, only to see the dense Three Kingdoms rout under the Imperial City of the Ghost Fang suddenly walked over with his hands raised under the leadership of the Ghost Fang Prince's shocking machine.

This neat surrender style is distressing.

Jiang Man'er, Yan Qizong and other Western Qin generals couldn't help but be stunned.

Even the royal families, nobles and generals of the Three Kingdoms on the ghost side of the imperial city were also stunned.

"What are you going to do?" There was an old rebuke from the city wall, and there were too many people to tell who had made it.

"The father is unkind, don't blame the sons for being unjust, the sons and daughters have descended to the king of Xiqin County today, the king of Xiqin County is a famous general in the world, no one is invincible, and he will go to the Ghost Fang Imperial City today!"

The prince gritted his teeth and replied, and then rushed to Xin Zhuo's location quickly, dozens of feet away, one of them knelt on the ground, and saluted with a fist: "Ye Luji, the general of the sin country, has come to surrender to my king, long live my king, long live, long live, long live!"

This big salute to pay homage, I can't find the slightest fault, the sincerity makes people have nothing to say, and the words of "long live" are already the emperor's gifts!

Behind him, 100,000 defeated soldiers of the Three Kingdoms saluted one after another: "Long live my king, long live, long live!"

The scene was spectacular!

Jiang Man'er, Bai Xuanji, and a group of Western Qin generals couldn't help but sway, their faces flushed, it was not the first time that Western Qin had accepted surrender, but this method of surrender was too innovative.

Also in a trance, there are Jiang Yong and Cicada Yi on the top of the mountain in the distance, how many people in the world can get such honors and gifts?

"The old man still thinks that Yuqing can ascend the throne and become the emperor!"

Jiang Yong's hand stroking his beard trembled slightly, and he looked at Cicada Yi and the others reluctantly: "Once the Ghost Fang Kingdom is defeated, the territory of Western Qin is second only to the Great Zhou, as long as you resist the attack of the Great Zhou army, you and others will immediately join Jiang Hu and others to persuade Jiang Yuqing, the old man heard that there was an imperial robe in ancient times, so put it on him first!"

Cicada Yi and the others looked slightly moved, and at the same time clenched their fists: "Oh!"

In the mountain col, Ling Lostyue and the other four Great Venerables were also shocked by the grand scene of this earthly emperor being captured for a while, which was completely different from the aura and pattern of the martial arts sect.

However, Xin Zhuo was the only one who had no waves in his heart, and even a little indifferent. If he was chased for three days, he was hungry, and he was rejected by his own people, and he would be angry and turn around to be his mother's anti-bone boy.

took a few steps forward, picked up the startling machine, and said with a smile: "As you said, Xiqin will go to the ghost side today, you are optimistic!"

The startling machine barely stood up, and was stunned when he heard the words, I just said it casually!