The spirit falcon turned its head and turned its eyes, curiously looked at the stunned look on Xiao Shizhu's face for a moment, then spread its wings and fluttered a few times, and with a chirp, it spread its wings and flew high, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Only a few gray-white feathers were left, wrapped in the air beside Xiao Shizhu, who slowly lowered his right hand, and gently swayed a few times with the cool night breeze, and slowly fell.

The ghost mother, who didn't know the reason, was also slightly stunned, hurriedly stepped forward, stood beside Xiao Shizhu with an anxious face, glanced at the Mu Ran on his face, held Xiao Shizhu's back, and asked eagerly: "What's wrong?"

"Escape the kingdom of God, and lose the country. Under the dark night, Xiao Shizhu said slowly.

The sound of insects chirping in the surrounding grass and rocks came to an abrupt end. The world seems to freeze even the air at this moment.

Before that, there had been no war for a long time, and the strength of the Escape God Kingdom was not bad, just the well-trained, elite air cavalry who could fight well had 100,000; And Mo Zhai also secretly intervened and created a lot of war weapons for him.

With such a strong strength, it took all the time, place and people, but it was still under the onslaught of only 200,000 Xudu troops, and it only took less than a year to destroy the country. It can be seen that the strength of Emperor Xudu is extraordinary and cannot be underestimated.

The Xudu Army is even more brave and good at fighting, perhaps in the past, they were used to being uncles, and they were indeed a little lazy, but once they were on the battlefield and came into contact with fighting, they could stimulate the ferocity in their blood in a short period of time.

"The kingdom of the gods is dead. The note that he subconsciously clenched, only a short five-character secret letter, not only made Xiao Shizhu see so many problems, but also made him immediately dispel the idea of lingering in his mind before, which was still being deliberated repeatedly, and waiting until Xuanyanzhou was cut off.

His opponent was so powerful, so terrifying that he was in awe, and it was this awe that made him the only one of the princes of the underworld who could rival the Emperor Xudu.

"Alas. The ghost mother was also stunned for a while, and the incredible color in her eyes faded a little, and she sighed faintly, and said: "The current Emperor Xudu still has many followers, whether it is voluntary or forced, there are no longer a few. Yin Lingzi was in a hurry to rebel, and he was indeed looking for death. ”。

The tone of his speech was calm and unfazed, as if he was talking about something not very important, as if he was reminding Xiao Shizhu.

The night breeze swept through the courtyard again, and the shadows of the plane trees also moved with the wind; Xiao Shizhu frowned tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

The words of the ghost mother made him think about another important issue, what he wanted to challenge was an emperor who had been stable for thousands of years, and it was a hundred, or even ten million, more dangerous than any rebellion recorded in human history.

But, it's worth a try!

He can't escape, not to mention that the Yin and Yang worlds have no place for him, just say that for himself and the ghost mother, Lai Yueqi and Xiao Fuling and Yingzhao, Lu Wu, Qinyuan Ghost Captive, Chunyun King Kong Xuanshui Loess, etc., these ghosts who have always trusted him and obeyed him, and for the sake of many people in the Nine Shadows Country now, he must stand up.

Xiao Shizhu raised his head slightly, staring at the moonlight and stars in the sky above his head, and after being slightly stunned for a moment, he recalled his master's teachings in his mind: "It is better to live on your knees than to die standing up." ”。 Thinking of this, he suddenly straightened his already slightly shrunken back, and courage churned in his chest.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be a spineless sentence, but in Xiao Shizhu's view, this is the sigh of the strong!

Kneeling to live does not mean that he has to retreat, but tells him how to face all the difficulties in front of him and create more unfair opportunities in the unfair game;

Xiao Shizhu doesn't want to be a coward, he has been a coward in the world for nearly five years, and he only knows how to set up a situation and how to survive by cheating. He will not back down again, even if there is a way to retreat, he will not choose.

He would rather die on his knees, although it was a temporary expediency, but he firmly believed that when he stood up again, he would be even stronger than the powerful enemy of Emperor Xudu.

In the past, he always liked to take shortcuts, and decided to choose the most difficult path for his life.

His fate is up to him!

Whether it is the ancient gods, the creator, or the powerful Emperor Xudu, don't try to control his destiny anymore.

"Let them toss. Xiao Shizhu's eyebrows once again appeared confident, he slowly turned his head to look at the ghost mother, and unfolded the previous tightly knit brow: "From now on, I will be the most loyal lackey of Emperor Xudu, there is no one." ”。

When he and the ghost mother met each other's eyes, he saw the satisfied look on the other party's face and the relieved gaze in his eyes.

"We'll leave tomorrow and go back to Yuque City first. Xiao Shizhu took off his clothes, put them on the ghost mother, and said, "I'm going to ask Gonggong to go out of the mountain, he is the best candidate to fight against Wu Hui." ”。

"I listen to you. The ghost mother replied lightly, leaning her head slightly on Xiao Shizhu's shoulder......

Thousands of miles away from Xuanyan Continent, in the west of Dongyi Continent, in the south-central part of the Retreat Plain, there is a rolling cyan mountain range, starting from the border of the former Retreat God Realm, extending to the south.

The night was dark, and the mountain breeze was bleak. In the originally vibrant mountains, among the leafy forests and trees, only a dead air remains.

The ground between the mountains is littered with branches and leaves, and the ground is full of miserable conditions. Patches of towering trees, struck by something, fell to the ground in pieces, lying on the damp soil, between the rubble. The vines and verdant moss that should have been wrapped around the trunks of these trees with strange flowers have broken and withered, and have lost their vitality.

And on top of the broken stone and broken wood, there was a lifeless dark green dragon, the scales on its body should be fresh, and there was a missing piece here, and there was a missing one, revealing many wounds with splintered wood or deep bones cut by the rubble.

On the ground behind it, a huge ravine about ten zhang long was left behind, which was shocking. The thorny weeds tangled in the ground on both sides had already fallen to the outside of the ravine.

The dragon's limbs and body were already stiff, and the two hollow dragon eyes stared at the dark sky in a daze. And under the neck, the palm-sized, crescent-shaped reverse scale has long been gone, leaving only a shocking, trumpet-shaped mouth nearly two inches wide.

You can vaguely see that the muscles and blood vessels in the dragon's neck are all messed up in the mouth.

Covered in blood, he stood beside the dragon's head. In the darkness of the night, he gritted his teeth and gurgled his teeth, and an uncontrollable anger burst out of his eyes, looking through the darkness at the already stiff corpse of the dragon.

Ever since he was swallowed by this beast, he couldn't break free from the ambergris that had fixed him. In the dark, fishy belly of the dragon, he struggled for a long time, powerless.

If it weren't for the fact that he was full of the Qiankun Xuanjia Technique, and his whole body was invulnerable and invulnerable to water and fire after the operation, he would have been turned into a pile of white bones by the strong stomach acid in the belly of this giant dragon.

It wasn't until a moment ago that the ambergris that bound him dried up over time, gradually losing its binding and immobilizing effect.

It took many days to climb down the dragon's slimy esophagus and climb to the dragon's throat, then concentrate his energy, carry the ghost qi and swim to the meridians of his right hand, and at the same time turn his fist into a palm and hit the wall of the dragon's throat, piercing the dragon's neck with one palm.

In this way, he escaped from the dragon's belly for many days, but he ended up in this embarrassment.

For thousands of years, as one of the gods and ghosts of the Six Heavens, he had never been so embarrassed as he was today, which made him feel ashamed and angry.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, surging like a stormy wave, but he still couldn't control his body and couldn't help trembling slightly, and the urge in his heart to break the dead body of the dragon in front of him into thousands of pieces!

The lunar moon peeks out of the sky and casts a cold blue moonlight on the dark forest, which shines everywhere.

The mess on the mountain and the surrounding woods glowed with a pale blue glow in the moonlight. The chirping of insects in the grass and rocks behind him sounded again, one after another like dense rain, and not far away, the sound of nightingales woven like silk strings could be heard from time to time.

But not long after, when the lunar moon retracted into the dark clouds again, and the heavens and the earth were darkened again, the original crisp and loud insects and birds in the woods all stopped abruptly at the same time, as if they all smelled the crisis and did not dare to speak again.

"Did you miss it?" In the silent woods behind him, the yin qi suddenly rose, and he remembered a strange voice of yin and yang. The tone is contemptuous, like doubt and sarcasm.

He didn't look back for many days, his blood-stained face turned a little bluer, and his nose gradually widened from excitement in his heart. He subconsciously clenched his right hand and trembled slightly, and with the force of his five fingers, he instantly pinched the crescent-shaped white scales held in his palm into powder.

An old woman in a white dress and a white dress, draped in sackcloth, and with a white silk tied around her head, holding a black iron rod that is one person high, slowly walked to the side of the sky and stood still.

"Hmph!" repeatedly didn't turn his head, didn't talk, just snorted angrily.

Hunchbacked chicken breast, an old woman with declining hair. As she gazed at the dragon's corpse in the darkness, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes, and then the muscles of her cheeks twitched, and her face trembled with deep wrinkles like a ravine in the cracked earth.

"That's right, he has a long-lost dragon mastery. Just when the old woman's eyes flashed with a little suspicion, she gritted her teeth and said resentfully: "There is still an Absolute Immortal Sword in your hand." ”。

The words just landed, and the suspicion lingering in the cloudy eyes became a little heavier.