The battlefield is out of control.

Longpo, Fengyuan, Zuocheng.

Longpo was the first to fall, followed by Fengyuan.

Only the lonely Zuojia main city remains.

In front of the city gate, Zuo Xing rode a dragon-headed horse, surrounded by a hundred different people such as deer people and laborers.

Zuo Xing wore an indigo mask, and hundreds of evil spirits were summoned by him.

He spat out a miasma of poisonous smoke and held a bronze dagger in his hand.

The surrounding battlefield formed a dead field.

Call!

There was a strong wind in the sky.

The red wind blew away the poisonous gas.

Everyone looked up and saw a blue-eyed, square-eyed, feathered Inhuman swooping down on a white crane.

The white crane screamed, the wind roared, and the poisonous gas blew away.

The man pulled the red lacquer bow and pulled it directly into the air.

Bang!

The red essence gathered into an arrow, pointing directly at Zuo Xing's head.

Clang!

The green mist burst, and several maids with a beautiful color and fragrance held shields to block the arrows.

"Wu Zhi, it turned out to be you bastard." Zuo Xing sneered.

Wu Zhi, the patriarch of the Wu family, and his brother is a doctor of Jingguo.

It's not a scolding to say that it's a mongrel, the feather people without wings are basically mixed-blood, and the Wu family sacrificed the women of the Wu family to Yuqing in order to have the blood of the feather people, giving birth to the only mixed-race.

Hearing Zuo Xing's words, Wu Zhi smiled:

"The mouth is very hard, and when the head is cooked in the big ding, I hope it will be so hard."

"We'll see!"

Feathered people are at war with the Shade.

Under Zuo Xing's sacrificial rituals, many ancestors of the Zuo family came to help.

In the Jingshui area, many gods secretly watched this battle.

Zhang's family.

Zhang Qi led people to break through the wall.

"I surrender! I give up! ”

The head of the Zhang family, that is, Zhang Qi's second uncle Zhang Ji, was wearing a white mourning dress and led the family elders out to greet him.

Zhang Qi held a long knife and walked forward slowly, followed by his disciple Xiong Ying.

Looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, Zhang Qi couldn't understand the meaning in his heart.

It's been more than ten years.

The hatred of those years is still in my mind.

I'm afraid that this guy will die and there will be no place to take revenge.

"Do you remember me?"

Zhang Qi stepped forward.

Zhang Ji saw the slightly familiar facial features and couldn't help but scream.

"You're the ...... of the wicked"

"Say, why don't you say it?"

Zhang Qi drew his long knife and walked step by step towards the enemy in front of him, as well as the sect elder who helped to abuse him.

"I've surrendered! You can't kill prisoners! ”

Undeclared war and the killing of prisoners seem to be moral issues, and there is also a reputation involved in being good at it.

In this era of mutual annexation, others can use this excuse to crusade against you.

Anytime, anywhere.

Dayi merchants have repeatedly crusaded against the surrounding countries, and most of them have used this excuse.

"Haha, I'm a barbarian, why do I abide by your rules."

Burst!

Go with a knife.

Zhang Jiren's head fell to the ground.

The knife was coated with a special blood, so that he could not even turn into a soul after death.

"Someone! Kill them all! ”

"Yes!"

At this moment, Zhang Qi has completely departed from traditional etiquette, and in the words of the scholar, it is barbarianism.

His goal in life is only to expand, to expand.

If one generation doesn't work, there will be two generations, and if three generations can't work, ten generations, or a hundred generations.

What happened to his sister made him understand the horror of the witches in this world.

Only the righteous gods of heaven and earth like the lord of the earth can bring happiness to the people.

Qunyu Mountain, located in the lower reaches of Jingshui.

This mountain lingers with colorful miasma all the year round, and the grass and trees on the mountain are vigorous, and the scenery is beautiful.

But everyone in this area knows the horror of this mountain.

The colored mist here is the evil miasma emitted by the miscellaneous jade, and the living beings die when they smell it, so the grass and trees are vigorous, but there are no living beings.

There is a mountain-shaped strange stone on the top of the mountain, the stone is flesh-colored, and the black veins on it look like a waterfall on the top of the mountain.

There was a white cloud floating in the sky.

Whoa......

And it rained on the white clouds.

At this time, the mountain stone patterns converge into an ink face.

"I said, little girl, can you stop just raining on the old man, let's change places."

The voice was old, with a hint of helplessness.

"Ah, you can talk."

The clouds made the little girl's silver bell, and her voice was a little shy.

"Don't you also know how to speak, what if you let people see it here?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The white clouds were slightly reddened and fluttered in the sky.

The two creatures watched the show down the hill.

"Hey, why is that?" Bai Yun was puzzled.

Isn't it good to be free, it has to be.

"Greed, lust, human beings are too complicated, little girl, don't move."

The stone is annoying to look at.

"Okay, are you here every day?"

The ink man rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"yes, you don't have feet, and you can't fly......"

“……”

"Aren't you bored by yourself?"

"It's okay, who said the old man is lonely? The bright moon in the mountains, the breeze in the sky, let me enjoy, and there is no ordinary hustle and bustle, sit and watch the clouds rise and fall, isn't it happy? ”

"Oh, it seems to be ......"

"Learn slowly."

……

In the shade of the woods, Tang Ping watched the situation below.

Zhang Qi seems to have succeeded.

The Zuo family is also about to perish.

Just do it here and watch it, as for Zhang Qi and them, the next thing is to see their own creation.

He's not a babysitter, he's a god!

It's really not a problem, it's a big deal to change a batch.

Above the sky, white clouds seemed to be stained red with blood, quickly filling the surroundings.

"A thousand blood sacrifices? Pond old ghost, you are so daring!! ”

Yu Qing was shocked and angry.

The tide is on the verge of reversal.

"Old ghost, come here!"

At this time, an old man with tattoos on his face and white hair rode the auspicious clouds straight into the sky!

It turned out to be an old man from Gongsun.

The auspicious clouds are in the form of mica crystals, constantly seeping into the old man's body.

The old man turned red, and the tattoos on his face came out of his body, turning into a python-headed black turtle.

He joins the two on the battlefield.

Rumble!

The blood cloud exploded.

Blood rained down from the sky, and the rain of blood corroded everything.

Armies of aliens, ghosts, and mortals scattered and fled.

"Yuqing Old Dog, you actually broke through to Qi refining?"

The Tang God was shocked and angry, and had no choice but to flee.

"Old ghost!"

Old man Gongsun followed.

As Tang Ping expected, the Zuo family was defeated and lost to the stronger Wu family.

What follows is the chaotic pursuit of the north.

Some surrendered, some fled.

Tang Ping saw that the situation was not good, and immediately fled to the underworld.

Hades, under the banyan tree for half a mile.

Wood gas incarnates a green snake, and earth gas incarnates a yellow snake.

Two snakes tightly wrapped around the black-and-white deity.

Hades order shuffle.

Next, he will be born in the name of Maohou, run the place, and continue his farming business.

Step by step, expand this ten-zhang yin soil, so that the earth python is stronger, and the current strength of the earth python is not used in the middle stage of the soul.

It is still mainly based on obscene development.

At the same time, the Taoist soldiers should also be on the agenda.

Of course, the most important thing is to refine one's own exercises to perfection and find evil qi cultivation as soon as possible.

As for the mortal world, they definitely won't wander around.

I don't have any chance.

"Ghost Spirit Grass, Ghost Orchid Dew, Blood Vine, and Fire Fruit needed for Vitality Medicine."

Tang Ping hid in an underwater palace to practice.

……

Time flies, and five years have passed in a hurry.

Yangjian, the land of the Zhang clan.

The five-foot loess altar, white cloth fluttering, and the priest chanting loudly.

Recite the name of the god of Maotu Tinghou.

This is the sacrifice of the 15th day of the seventh month.

Wow!

The green smoke vanished, and the tortoiseshell cracked.

The gods have feasted on the offerings.

The sacrifice ends.

Zhang Qi ordered someone to divide the things.

He is now in his forties and has two sons and a daughter.

Now he is still a retainer of the Zuo family.

That's right, it's still Zuo's.

The Tang God was defeated, and the Yu Immortal controlled the two worlds of life and death.

Zuo Xing went into exile, and Zuo paid Longpo and Fengyuan in exchange for the succession of his third son, Zuo Yu.

And Zhang's is still in charge of thousands of acres of farmland and 10,000 acres of mountains and forests.

The Xiong tribe was inherited by Xiong Ying, recognized by the Wu clan, and granted the hereditary position of paying tribute to Danyang Forest, stepping into the ranks of the first rank of scholars, and owning their own clan land.

Danyang Xiong officially stepped onto the stage of history.

Although he was regarded as a barbarian because of his undeclared war, and he was not even qualified to live in the suburbs, he still had great potential for future development.

There are more resources in the Danyang area than most people think.

Want to pick peaches?

Then you have to ask if the bear clan's knife agrees.

Zhang Qi pointed to the altar to his eldest son, and he didn't care whether people understood it or not, and said: "Cong'er, this is the altar of the gods, and my family should worship it for generations!" ”

Mountains.

The Treant sets up the altar.

"The god of snakes, Fu Wei is still feasting!"

Yunyun, listening to the names shouted by everyone, Tang Ping was a little speechless in his heart.

Forget it, so be it.

A little trace appeared in the clouds, and he quickly sucked out the essence of the sacrifice.

The three altars of earth, wood, and water are all absorbed.

The shade soil breaks through 20 zhang, the banyan tree covers up to one mile, and the waterhole extends to the outer waters up to five zhang.

Rumble!

At this time, the land was flown out.

In the air, the blue light is very mysterious, and the blue light communicates the two worlds of yin and yang.

[Maotuqi: Snake Spell]: Opening the Mountain and Chopping Grass (1/1000), the Underground Main Eye.

Tinghou Shen Qi actually has a secret method of opening mountains and cutting grass.

Sensing the ability of the secret method, Tang Ping was overjoyed.

"Good! It's just the time to solve the urgent need! ”