Whereas.

On the way back to Korea, who knows, he encountered the final counterattack of the enemy, and Shen Cangsheng was robbed.

Prince Yue and the White Killing God single-handedly saved the prince.

After returning, the god of white killing died of serious injuries.

Named the prince of the town!

It means killing the god for nothing, and one person suppresses the world.

Since then, the god of white killing has been sleeping here.

In front of the grave.

Shen Cangsheng and Yue Wangye each drank a cup in front of the tomb of the White Killing God.

Lord Yue said nostalgically.

"Lao Bai! I never thought that you would be the first to leave, among our nine kings, you are the most murderous, and I even feel that God would not dare to accept you as a killing god. ”

The Nine Kings are missing one.

Yue Wangye's best friend, the two grew up together, joined the army together, commanded the army together, and ...... together

There are too many, and Lord Yue can't even remember it.

Thirty years!

Lord Yue was about to forget.

Shen Cangsheng looked at the few big characters on the tombstone.

Stand up and stroke gently.

"Uncle Bai, I've almost forgotten what you look like!"

At that time, Shen Cangsheng was only two years old.

Now, Shen Cangsheng is twenty-nine years old!

"Uncle Bai, do you know? There is an existence under my command that can be compared to you!"

"He also has the surname White. ”

Shen Cangsheng smiled and continued: "Your surname is Bai, are you all killing gods!"

Yue Wang Ye was on the side, sneering.

"I really want to see Uncle Bai's demeanor back then!"

600,000 buried alive.

For others, it's simply demonic.

However, for Shen Cangsheng, the move of killing God in vain is unparalleled in the world.

Indeed, there is no other in the world.

At least, for thousands of years, no one has done so.

Only the god of white killing.

Why do those big countries dare not invade the Great Xia Dynasty now, and the shadow of 600,000 people buried alive by the gods of white killing, the emperors lingered.

That's 600,000 living people!

Although it is normal to say that there are dead people on the battlefield.

But, burying it alive is another matter!

The shock of thirty years ago, now, is still the same.

Shen Cangsheng leaned on the tombstone.

A golden aura kept coming in.

Shen Cangsheng's face gradually turned pale.

Lord Yue saw this.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"Why should the prince be like this? It's just a legend!"

Shen Cangsheng shook his head.

"That's the last thing I did for Uncle Bai. ”

Seven laws of Guigu, one law and one day.

Shen Cangsheng knew the Seven Methods of the Ghost Valley, and even almost practiced, but none of the Seven Methods of the Ghost Valley were suitable for Shen Cangsheng.

The request is too perverted.

Shen Cangsheng sometimes felt that the Seven Methods of the Ghost Valley were completely prepared for those who were congenitally perverted and defective.

For example, among the seven laws, there is one law, only people with congenital intellectual problems can practice, and if ordinary people practice, they will go mad.

The meridians are all broken and die, is this a normal martial art?

Obviously, it's not normal.

If there is a congenital intelligence problem, who still practices martial arts?

However, there are in the Valley of Ghosts.

However, the ghost and god trick is also the ghost and god trick of Futian, which is now practiced by Lu Wenhou, and it is also practiced by the god of killing in vain.

This martial art requires that the more people you kill, the stronger you will be.

Back then, the god of killing in vain buried 600,000 people alive!

Not counting the previous killings, just one time, it was 600,000 dead souls.

If it is according to the Futian Ghost Divine Formula, the more people you kill, the stronger you are.

How strong was the white killing god back then?

Shen Cangsheng himself didn't dare to imagine it.

Shen Cangsheng felt that it was estimated that none of the people who created this martial art back then would have thought that they would be able to kill 600,000 people.

This is just the person who killed God for nothing.

Shen Cangsheng had heard his father say that he killed the gods for nothing, and counting the people who were buried alive that time, he killed at least three million!

Not counting death at the hands of the army under his command.

Under his butcher's knife, at least three million!

What is this concept?

Shen Cangsheng felt that the White Killing God had already broken through to the sky of the Futian Ghost Divine Technique.

As for the martial arts practiced by the White Demon Sheng, it is similar to the Futian Ghost Divine Technique, but Shen Cangsheng feels that the martial arts of the White Demon Student is even more terrifying than the Futian Ghost Divine Technique.

"Uncle Yue, back then, Uncle Bai practiced the Futian Ghost Divine Technique?"

When Lord Yue heard Shen Cangsheng's words, he nodded.

"Back then, the emperor gave a dragon qi, so Lao Bai was able to cultivate the complete Futian Ghost Divine Technique. ”

Shen Cangsheng sat cross-legged on the ground.

pondered: "I also know that the more people you kill, the stronger your strength will be, but I am afraid that the people killed by Uncle Bai back then have already broken through the bearing capacity recorded in the Futian Ghost Divine Formula, how strong was Uncle Bai's strength at that time?"

Lord Yue shook his head.

"As for later, I don't know, after rescuing you, Lao Bai was seriously injured and died, do you still think that Lao Bai has been dead for nearly thirty years and can still come back to life?"

Shen Cangsheng and Yue Wang Ye smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

In the middle of the White Mountain, there is a tomb, and this place is the tomb of the White Killing God.

In the burial chamber, there was nothing superfluous, a blood-red halberd, a blood-red long knife, and a blood-red robe.

In short, the entire burial chamber was almost stained with blood red.

And in the middle, there is a blood-red coffin.

The blood-red coffin was uncovered, and among them, a middle-aged man in a blood-red shirt was lying.

This person is the God of White Killing!

For so many years, the corpse of the White Killing God did not show the slightest trace of decay, on the contrary, it was more like lying here and sleeping.

The blood-red color of the burial chamber seemed to nourish him.

Suddenly.

In the tomb, a golden flame turned into a golden dragon and merged into the body of the White Killing God.

The blood-red halberd above seemed to tremble.

At the foot of the White Mountains.

Yue Wangye said that he would not enter the palace, and there were still things waiting for him to deal with in the east.

Shen Cangsheng could only say goodbye in the future.

And at this time.

In the palace.

Shen Wudi held a letter and frowned.

"What tricks do you want to play?"

In the East Palace.

"Siqin, when will His Highness come back?"

The man in the green robe, between his eyebrows, was a little anxious.

The maid named Siqin covered her mouth and smiled.

"When did the calm Blue Dragon Lord also have a time to be in a hurry?"

A blue shirt embroidered with a green dragon.

This person is the Lord of the Great Green Dragon Heavenly Soldiers, one of the Four Elephant Heavenly Soldiers, the Lord of the Green Dragon.

"Alas, Baiguo came up with this thing, I never thought of it!"

Even if he was known as tens of millions of troops, he was not shocked, but after getting this news, the face of the Green Dragon Lord really changed color.

Si Qin said: "Don't worry, Lord Qinglong, His Highness will be back soon." ”

As he spoke, he added a cup of tea.

Shen Wudi said to Wei Shizhong: "Let the prince come back to see me." ”

Wei Shizhong took the order.

In the upper study, a letter lay on the desk.

The kings of a hundred kingdoms are personally enlightened.

At the same time, among the countries, whether they were at war or without a war, they all stopped, and all the armies and generals rushed back to the imperial capital as quickly as possible.

The weaving offices of various countries began to rush work overnight.

A hundred countries are about to begin!