Although not all Huangquan flowers grow on the Underworld Demon Dragon, at least, the Underworld Demon Dragon must live near the Huangquan Flower.

Because the place where the yellow spring flower grows is actually its activity track, at least its activity track.

I was so anxious that I couldn't rule out whether there was an underworld demon dragon under the riverbed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Rainbow light roared from Yang Ji's body, and between the lightning and stone fire, Yang Ji released everything that could improve defense and save his life, bronze blood magic weapons, eight-armed demon gods, green emperor robes, and blood and golden bodies...... , All the things that Yang Ji could think of to save his life in a short period of time were released by Yang Ji.

"Boom!"

The magma crocodile dimmed, the eight-armed demon god disappeared, the green emperor's robe shrank, and the blood and golden body were annihilated...... , The pitch-black giant claw slapped down, and with just one blow, all the magic weapons in Yang Ji's body were exploded, and the blood of the whole person was splashed, and the rich blood even spurted out of the ears and pores, shooting dozens of feet away.

The bones all over the body clicked, and they had already been blown to pieces.

After just taking a blow, Yang Ji immediately lost two-thirds of his life. Below the skull, the torso shattered, like a rag bag, completely immobilized.

"Little Sacred Words!"

Between the lightning and fire, a day fell from the sky, just before the remnants of the Demon Dragon of the Underworld were about to destroy Yang Ji's head, enveloping Yang Ji in it.

"Bang!"

A magical scene appeared, the light flashed, and in mid-air, a figure shot out of the white light. Yang Ji, who was still dying and not far from death, was full of breath in an instant and returned to his peak state.

"Let's go!"

Yang Ji's scalp was numb, and he fished it out with his big hand, and collected the magic weapon that exploded out of the air. With a vertical body, he took up a wave of qi and fled into the distance.

With a flash of light, a rise and fall is thousands of feet away!

His "Book of Great Confucianism" can only store the "Little Sacred Words Technique" twice in total, and the last time he fought against the four pioneers of the barbarian tribe was used up, and now it is the last time.

The Demon Dragon of the Underworld was an existence far beyond the Ninefold Martial Venerable, and the Little Saint Word Technique could save him once. I can't save him a second time.

I can't go now, and I can't go later.

"Huh?"

There was a cry of surprise in the turbulent Huangquan River, and the huge existence of the mountains obviously did not expect that this ant-like creature would be able to dodge his blow.

"Hmph, ants from the human world, can you run?"

In Sen Leng's voice, a black divine thunder with a diameter of more than ten zhang broke out of the air and chased towards Yang Jiji, who was thousands of zhang away.

"Boom!"

The void exploded, and the majestic demonic qi blasted Yang Ji to smithereens along with the surrounding void. It was not long after Yang Ji was hit. A huge black shadow emerged from under the surging Huangquan River.

This huge black shadow stretched out like a mountain, prostrate on the ground, as if a majestic mountain had stood out of thin air.

"Strange, why didn't you even leave the dregs?"

The soul-making shudder sniffed at the place where Yang Ji had disappeared, his golden vertical pupils were full of puzzlement, and finally shook his head, rising in the air with the tremor of the mountain, and submerged into the thick gray mist.

The habits of the demon dragons of the underworld like to hide themselves. I don't like to expose myself in the underworld where the strong are like clouds, kings, emperors, emperors, and gods.

This nest has been exposed. It's going to have to find another nest!

"Buzz!"

When the demon dragon of the underworld disappeared, I don't know how long it took, hum, by the Huangquan River, on the black earth inlaid with countless rocks, a simple long sword was windless. Buzzing tremors.

The next moment, the light flashed, and Yang Ji immediately fell out of the depths of time and space.

"It's dangerous!"

Yang Ji wiped a cold sweat, and his heart was full of joy.

"It's a good thing the old dragon didn't take us seriously, or it would have sniffed the flying sword. Or kick it into the Yellow Springs River, and we won't be able to come back. ”

The Great Asura Path.

This Underworld Demon Dragon was much more powerful than when he was at his peak, and even when he was not imprisoned in the human world, he did not dare to approach this fierce beast.

It's a pity that the breath in the yellow spring is too turbid, which affects perception very much. Moreover, this old dragon has been immersed in the Yellow Spring for many years, and his breath has long been integrated with the water of the Yellow Spring River.

As long as he doesn't move, or remains dormant all the time, even the Great Asura at his peak will not be able to perceive it.

“...... Escaped!"

After thinking of the thrill just now, the Great Asura was also afraid.

He is now under the fence, Yang Ji is dead, and he has to die. If it weren't for Yang Ji's "Void Ghost", even if the two of them had a hundred lives, they would have been killed by the Demon Dragon of the Underworld with one claw.

"Let's go! This kind of place is too dangerous to stay for long!"

After experiencing the danger just now, where did Yang Ji dare to stay here, he took the Yellow Dragon Sword, shook his body, and swept away into the distance like lightning.

After a while, by the time Yang Ji arrived at the original space-time channel, this space-time had become unstable, and the "gap" that was originally the size of the bowl had been reduced by half, and it was still shrinking.

There is no accident, in a few moments, the stable passage that the Great Asura has managed to find will disappear completely.

"It's good to catch the last wave!"

Yang Ji looked at the gap in mid-air and breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

It has been reduced by half, and only the "space-time channel" the size of a bamboo tube remains, and for the creatures of the underworld, it is no different from disappearing.

No creature could pass through such a tiny passage.

However, for Yang Ji, this channel is still usable.

"Buzz!"

The human bottle was one, and Yang Ji lightly verticalized, and immediately passed through this shrinking space-time passage and returned to the world of the Han Dynasty.

Without the slightest stop, a few days later, Yang Ji did not alarm anyone, and returned to the Purple Ruins Garden quietly.

"Did it work?"

Under the Purple Ruins Garden, in the secret room that was once used by the Barbarian Spirit Sect to design Yang Ji, only the Ghost Pill Master got the news and secretly came to see Yang Ji.

"Hmm. All the materials have been gathered. ”

Yang Ji nodded:

"What's going on, nothing happened in Cangxu City, right?"

Yang Ji left, and all government affairs were handed over to Zhang Qi, Li Yi, Hu Tieyan and the Ghost Dan Master. Yang Ji can handle the affairs outside, but the bits and pieces of government affairs, as well as the pacification of the barbarians in the city, can only be handed over to the ghost pill master to deal with.

Yang Ji has read the archives of Cangxu City and deeply knows how heavy the "Shen" accumulated in Cangxu City is without a town guard for nearly a hundred years.

"It's nothing, I'm still old enough to handle it. But outside the city...... The situation is not optimistic!"

The Ghost Pill Master said deeply, with a pair of sad frowns.

"I already know this. ”

Yang Ji said lightly.

Needless to say, the ghost pill master also found out, and it took more than ten days to go to the underworld to collect Huangquan flowers. For more than ten days, the worst-case scenario that everyone could face in the council hall was unfortunately discussed.

In the past ten days or so, the three major pioneers of the barbarian tribe have gathered the barbarian tribes in the primeval jungle. After the last battle, there were only more than 3,000 people left under the trio, but now, he actually regathered more than 9,000 people, and the number is still increasing.

In the dense forest outside Cangxu City, the barbarian warriors under the command of the three barbarian pioneers are now like mountains and seas, boundless, and have occupied an overwhelming victory.

But this is far from the end, according to this trend, when the official siege of the city, the soldiers under the command of the three vanguards can reach more than 10,000 people, and against a small city like Cangxu City, which has more than 3,000 people and no big killer weapon like the Gang gun, it can be completely flattened.

The three barbarian pioneers don't even have to make a move!

No matter how powerful Yang Ji is, the three pioneers can kill him and let him kill him softly. When the time came, tens of thousands of barbarian armies poured in, and Cangxu City immediately turned into scorched earth, and everyone except Yang Ji had to die!

"These barbarian armies are already cutting down giant trees and preparing to make large slope siege machines. When the time comes, they can use these siege engines to rush directly to the city!"

"Now, they've made six or seven hundred of these large slope siege planes. Now it is still mobilizing an army of nearly 10,000 to make it together, which is far beyond the needs of the siege. It seems that after the last defeat, the three vanguard of the barbarians have been greatly stimulated, and they have made up their minds to capture Cangxu City no matter what,—— the situation is not optimistic!"

......

Speaking of the barbarian army outside the city, the Ghost Pill Master was worried. For this time, he has not thought about tea and dinner for several days. The government affairs are easy to handle, those restless barbarian merchants, and the raider killers they hire privately are not a problem, the barbarian army that is under the city and the army is the real threat!

Once the city is destroyed, all his hard work is meaningless.

Yang Ji knew what the Ghost Pill Master was talking about was the slope siege machine. He had spread poisonous giant bees outside the city, monitoring the movements of the three barbarian vanguards, and he had already seen it clearly.

In the primeval jungle, there are a large number of ancient trees that grow dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang, and even thousands of zhang. These tall trees have grown in this jungle for hundreds, millennia, or even longer.

Some even have legends that have existed since this era, the beginning of heaven and earth, before the birth of human beings.

Barbarians are different from humans, so these ancient trees have been growing here silently for countless years without anyone disturbing them.

However, the three vanguard of the barbarians changed this strategy, and this time they captured Cangxu City, and they cut down a large number of these giant trees. Use their height of hundreds or thousands of zhang to eliminate the advantage of the walls of Cangxu City.

Moreover, there are many kinds of giant trees in the primeval jungle, and some of them are particularly tough, and it is not easy to destroy them. Therefore, the threat of this "slope siege machine" to Cangxu City can be imagined.

The barbarians didn't know how to use machinery in the first place, and they hadn't heard that the barbarians would use this kind of thing in siege. However, several tragic wars with the previous dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Han Dynasty have made the elm head that is no longer enlightened also learn to use its own wisdom!

(To be continued.) )