Ah beat to death, whether he accepted that fact in the end or not, in short, he closed his eyes and left this world, at this time, it was exactly a full year since he changed from a slave to a strong man in the royal court.

He is not very old, he is a real grassland boy, he has a firm faith, he has a real love for the tribe, and before he dies, he wants to destroy his faith, which is indeed a bit cruel.

Ning Que has always been a cruel person, he knows how murderous and bloodthirsty this grassland boy was when he killed the Tang people, but he is not a perverted character who wants to destroy the other party's faith before the enemy dies to get some kind of pleasure, he inherited the mantle of Liansheng, but he is not Liansheng after all.

The reason why he said those words to Ada, at the last moment, was because he had always insisted on a certain truth: a person may be born confused, but he should die soberly.

That's what he demands of himself, and that's how he treats other people, and the time he says those few words is also the time when he recuperates, and since he's idle, he does something meaningful.

At the same time that Ah Da closed his eyes, he had already finished breathing, the turmoil in the sea of consciousness was already calm, and the crystal beads condensed by the hao Ran Qi in his lower abdomen were dazzling, and they were all right.

He raised his eyes to look at the grassland in the north outside Weicheng, bent his knees slightly, the bluestone slab under his feet shattered inch by inch, and an unimaginable force passed from his knees to the ground, and then returned.

With a loud bang, he left the street and jumped into the blue sky.

It's like jumping into the blue sea.

He jumped high, breaking through the cool air. Away from the ground in an instant, he came to the sky more than 100 zhang high, and when he looked down here, Weicheng became an inconspicuous mound, and the wilderness seemed to have become a big carpet.

In the distance, you can faintly see the royal flag of the Golden Horde, but I don't know if Shan Yu is there, on the field, hundreds of smoke and dust are gradually getting thicker, and each smoke and dust represents the escaped grassland people, those grassland people are rushing to the road. Flee for your life. Because they are going to survive.

Because of the height, he could naturally see very far, and he looked at Siye, wanting to see something. Until I saw the black line that the distant Heavenly Forsaken Mountain Range had turned into in my field of vision. But I still didn't see the person I wanted to see.

He is not a Master. You can't really fly freely, no matter how high you jump, there will always be a moment when you fall. But he can choose when and where he falls.

The next moment, he fell towards the surface of the wasteland, his speed becoming faster and faster, the wind blowing the Tang Army clothes on his body, making a soft snapping sound similar to a blast, but his eyes did not squint.

He was going to keep an eye on where he fell.

The earth was getting closer and closer, and the cavalry and convoys galloping through the fields became very clear, and he could even see the panicked and frightened expressions of those cavalry, and he could also see the wooden boxes on those carriages.

Those carriages were his targets.

The national teacher of the Golden Horde court was in that convoy.

As for Shan Yu and the last cavalry of the Golden Horde, who had fled to the north dozens of miles away, he didn't care.

What he has to do now is to kill the mysterious and powerful national teacher.

A deafening sound of air tearing sounded over the wasteland, and a man fell from the blue sky like a meteorite, with a faint flame of friction behind him, only to be left behind because it fell too fast.

The steppe horses were terrified, neighing incessantly, ignoring the whipping of their masters, and spun in circles. The carriages stopped where they were, and no matter how much the coachman drank, they could not go any further.

There was a loud bang.

A horse-drawn carriage was smashed into smoke and dust.

The carriage turned into countless finger-thick pieces of wood, splashing towards the surroundings, and those war horses and cavalry who could not stay away suddenly appeared with many wounds on their bodies, and the screams were endless, and the scene looked extremely bloody.

The smoke and dust gradually quieted, and Ning Que's figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

He looked at the national teacher in front of him and said, "It seems that you have already guessed that I will come." ”

The Golden Horde sat cross-legged on the ground in front of him, with a calm expression on his old face.

Ning Que jumped down from the sky and smashed the entire carriage with one foot, but failed to trample him to death.

Just when his foot broke the carriage and came to the top of the national teacher's head, the national teacher suddenly disappeared from the place and came to the other side of the carriage, and when the entire carriage was broken, the national teacher sat on the field.

The field was full of weeds and flowers, and it was surrounding him.

The national teacher didn't pick the wild flowers, just quietly looked at a wild flower in front of him, and said calmly: "I have been waiting for someone from your academy to jump from the sky, but I didn't expect that the person who jumped down would be you." ”

Ning Que looked around, looking at the seemingly scattered carriages, and felt a mysterious and strange aura, which was gradually becoming stronger in the meantime, and that aura was full of the original smell of blood.

"This is what you are preparing for?" he retracted his gaze, looked at the national teacher in front of him and said, "You should know very well that no matter how powerful the formation is, it will be difficult to hurt me. ”

The wrinkles on the national teacher's face stretched out at the same time, and he looked at Ning Que expressionlessly and said: "You are full of strength and your body is as strong as a golden stone, but this does not mean that you can really be unharmed. ”

After saying this, his figure suddenly appeared more than ten zhang away, standing on another carriage, the wind on the grassland blowing the coarse cloth clothes on his body, and the ordinary wooden bead chain swayed gently.

He looked at Ning Que and said calmly: "The academy is really extraordinary, I thought I valued you enough, but I didn't expect to underestimate you in the end, I thought that if you left Chang'an City, at most you would be at the peak of knowing your fate, but I didn't expect that you could defeat Ah Da so easily, but I still want to try to trap you." ”

If you can be trapped, there will be a chance to kill you.

The national teacher didn't say this, but Ning Que understood what the other party meant, and looked at the other party at this time, thinking about the ghostly movements that the other party had shown twice in a row, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

His feeling was a little weird, because it didn't go with common sense, even the most pinnacle cultivators, such as the Guan Lord and Senior Brother, couldn't come and go like electricity in such a small range.

He looked around at the wagons scattered among the fields. Feeling the primitive and savage bloody aura, feeling the gradually concretized formation, I roughly grasped something.

This is the preparation of the Golden Horde, who used himself as bait to lure the enemy into battle...... The position where he was in the first place was the Eye of the Formation, but he himself had the ability to leave lightly, and he could trap the enemy in this way.

This method is simple, but it is extremely difficult to implement, because he needs to be able to get rid of the entanglement of his opponent. Especially when that opponent was a cultivator of the level of Yu Curtain or Ning Que. That ability to get rid of it, even in a certain way, has been freed from the shackles of time, and is faintly connected with the undistanced.

The national teacher stood in the carriage in the distance, his eyes closed. Hands clasped together and silently chanted something. It's not a Buddhist scripture, it's not a Taoist canon. Listening to those strange vocalizations, it was more like the witchcraft prayers commonly used in grassland sacrifices.

On the grassland, the vitality of heaven and earth has changed greatly, and countless winds blow from the four fields. When he came to the outside of the car formation, he stopped turning and began to roll up non-stop, absorbing the air in the convoy and throwing it into the sky, and in an instant, the air around Ning Que became extremely thin, and the warmth and pleasantness brought by the morning breeze and morning light disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, Ning Que felt that an extremely strong smell of blood came from the end of his nose, and the air around his body instantly became extremely cold, and that smell of blood and chill even invaded his body, reaching the depths of the sea of knowledge and the sea of snow mountain qi.

His mental power became a little stagnant, and the speed of the rotation of the crystal water droplets condensed by the Haoran Qi in his lower abdomen was also forced to slow down, and what was even more shocking was that the snow-capped mountain was covered with an extremely thick layer of new snow!

The clouds then came over the grassland, obscuring the warm sun.

Ning Que bowed his head slightly, did not sit down cross-legged, silently resisted the powerful formation, thinking about the way to break the formation, he did not try to go out, because there was no road in front of him.

In the bitter cold array, the surface of his body was quickly covered with a layer of frost, and his eyebrows were covered with two white snows, which looked a little funny and a little terrifying.

He didn't come up with a way to break the formation, because he couldn't be sure where the national teacher was in the formation now, and the national teacher really deserved to be the strongest person in the grassland, and the realm was unfathomable.

After reciting the scripture or incantation that no one could understand, the national teacher slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ning Que and said calmly: "There are boxes in the car, and there are bones in the boxes, all of which are the bones of the Tang people, and it took me several years to collect these quantities, and some of them should be from the defenders of Weicheng." ”

Ning Que raised his head and stared at the other party, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

The national teacher didn't seem to notice the hidden meaning in his gaze, and continued: "I know that you have lived in Weicheng, and I think you have something to do with some of the bones in the box, but it's a pity...... They are dead, and the rest of their souls are only resentments, no old feelings with you, and they will become part of my power to kill you. ”

This is the foundation of this Blood Sacrifice Array.

The national teacher has learned the three ways, the realm is profound, the knowledge is profound, the power of faith is collected by Buddhism, the soul is collected by witchcraft, and then the Taoist means are used to create this great array by the momentum of heaven and earth.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to lose his longevity.

Because only such a blood sacrifice array can accomplish his purpose.

The Haoran Qi in Ning Que's body had gradually been frozen in, and that bloody intent made his Zhihai a little uneasy, but his mind was still sober, staring at the national teacher and saying, "Why are you saying this to me?"

When he said this, the frost on his eyebrows had grown about a foot.

"Because what you said before you beat him to death makes a lot of sense. ”

The national teacher looked at him with pity and said, "People can live confused, but they should die soberly." ”

"Good. Ning Que said.

The national teacher asked, "What's good?"

Ning Que looked at him and said: "I was ready to let the Golden Horde court exterminate the clan, no matter who comes to persuade me, I will not change my mind, I don't need anything to help me strengthen my determination, but these things you have done ...... It can give me more powerful excuses when I face the questions of my senior brother in the future. ”

The national teacher understood what he meant, and after a moment of silence, he said, "One qiē is an excuse. ”

Ning Que looked at the carriage under his feet, looked at the box on the carriage that was already a little damaged, looked at the white human bones that were faintly visible inside, and finally slowly took a step forward.

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(so tired...... Neck, it's been a long time, I'm going to swim!) (To be continued......)