"I'm from the White Republic, and the people in it are all white-haired like me, and we have some strange customs over there, probably similar to your spells, which can make us live up to about five hundred to a thousand years old. Bai Meng and Tang Qian said, at this time, Tang Qian and the three of them were carrying a bag of dough on their shoulders, wearing brand-new armor, and holding several swords in their hands, and Lan Ruoci even carried a spear behind his own Wu hook.

Tang Qian sighed: "Your way of distinguishing countries is really simple. ”

Bai Meng said, "There are a lot of strange peoples here, such as what one-eyed, Zaiguo, Qiqi and so on. ”

Tang Qian was stunned, and suddenly felt that these names, including Bai Min and Liangmian, seemed to have seen them somewhere before, even if they hadn't read them seriously, they had probably seen books that recorded these things.

"Bai Meng, how many years have you been here?" Tang Qian suddenly asked a very strange question, and the preface did not match the afterword.

Bai Meng looked at him suspiciously, Tang Qian didn't carry a lot of things on his back, so he wouldn't be tired.

Tang Qian thought about it again: "It's just that you have any history books here, and how long this world has been recorded." ”

Bai Meng thought for a while: "Tens of thousands of years should be there, our people here don't have a long lifespan, in fact, except for a few people in our Bai Republic of China, such as those in the Immortal Country, have a longer lifespan, and the rest of the people are not much different from your 'mortals' there." ”

Tang Qian shook his head, some things are just speculation, but they can't be completely sure, what they should really care about is how the war is going on in Zhongzhou now.

What was the movement on the monster's side, the new red aura that appeared before Tang Qian had just disappeared on its own.

Tang Qian didn't think that this kind of aura guidance would be ineffective.

If the guided target dies, the aura will also disappear.

The situation is not optimistic.

On the one hand, Tang Qian agreed to Bai Meng to send her back to the Bai Minguo, on the other hand, he knew as much as possible about the monsters' plans on the way, and also attracted the attention of the monsters.

Unfortunately, it is difficult to know what happened to the rest of the monks.

Tang Qian had only just thought of what was the worst thing in this Heaven-Conquering Battlefield now.

Information.

Message.

These things, which can usually be known as monks only need to transmit sound and books, can only be inquired and passed on by manpower at this moment.

In other words, when the forces of the monks and youkai are gathered to form a large army, it will be difficult to convey the message to each part.

"Mortals are amazing. Tang Qian suddenly sighed on the road.

Lan Ruoci shrugged his shoulders, and Bai Meng shook his head helplessly.

This guy named Tang Qian seems to be very famous among monsters, but he is a little weird.

Yueye Prefecture, at this time, it was already night, a full moon was hanging high, very bright, and the two magic circles on the wooden city and the public loss city were also shining, it seemed to be the second and third round of the moon.

Wooden City.

The Demon Ancestor seemed to be talking to himself, but he was actually fighting the sea of blood

Qingyan spoke.

"The losses of the monsters in the battlefield have reached two hundred, which is already one-tenth, although the Terran monks have also died three hundred, but it is useless, and this level of loss cannot control the situation within a controllable range. "Demon Ancestor, even if he said such an urgent matter, his tone was still very calm.

But I could feel the anxiety in his words.

Even if a person speaks very calmly and speaks calmly, it still gives people the feeling of being anxious, not because of the content.

"Your understanding of the Tao has become more profound. The sea of blood was silent for a while and said.

The Demon Ancestor smiled bitterly: "This is to block Zhongzhou's footsteps with his life, the Seven Gates of the Moon Leaves, that is, my almost endless life is divided into seven parts, I only have a longer life, and now even this advantage is about to be exhausted." ”

The life of the Demon Ancestor is coming to an end!

"Actually, it's also expected, if you can stop the Northern Underworld Dao people and a few of them without paying the price, you may not be as simple as the Demon Ancestor now. Blood Sea said.

"Are you expected that? When Demon Ancestor Zhi said this, he seemed to feel that no matter what he said, the sea of blood would know, so he was waiting for the sea of blood to speak.

"The way of using soldiers, surprising victory. The sea of blood suddenly said something very strange.

The city of public loss.

Hua Suwen did not sit at the head of the city, but in a study in the city tower, she was reading at night, reading some books, and then copying some books.

The Northern Underworld Daoist sat opposite her, and on the table in front of them were not only the books that Hua Suwen was reading, oil lamps, but also a few bamboo slips.

During the day, Li Hua Su asked the list of bamboo slips that he had decided to enter the battlefield of seizing the sky.

"They must be wondering why the war is not one-sided, on the one hand, we are really good at employing people, I have almost selected the most elite monks in the city, and on the other hand, I have found some good hands. She patted the list of bamboo slips next to her hand.

"So they're in a hurry now?" the Northern Underworld Daoist understood.

"Now they are not going well at the beginning, I have calculated the rules, if the average strength of all the monks does not rise, then it will be difficult to be like at the beginning, there is such a situation of easy killing, the number of people will slow down, they did not open the situation at the beginning, and now they must be looking for the reason. ”

"So they want to get this list, then find these key people in the battlefield, and then kill them one by one. ”

Hua Suwen nodded: "You have entered the way of thinking of monsters. And there are several key points, first of all, they must have the ability to pass the news in, there is a lot of resistance, Lu Buwei's news can't be transmitted, I think it's probably some kind of magic circle or something, only they have the secrets they have. ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist asked, "What else?"

Hua Su asked, "There is enough execution, even if you know the name, it is useless to not be able to form a fixed kill, but I guess they meet both of these points." ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist has decided to give up competing with Hua Suwen, he is old

, he has a headache to participate in the intrigue in his own sect.

So now he just waited for Hua Su to ask her plan.

Hua Su asked, "Since they have a way to send the news in, there is still a way to carry it out." ”

Hua Su asked, "Then it's just a matter of getting the news." ”

In the wooden city, the green smoke of the sea of blood said, "It's tonight." ”

In the room of the city tower of the city, the oil lamp in front of Hua Suwen suddenly went out.

The night is the best cover, some people use the night to steal, and some people use the night...... Homicide.

However, Hua Suwen and the Northern Underworld Dao people are both Void Returning Monks, even if there is no light in the dark night, they can see the surrounding situation clearly, and no one attacks when the lights go out.

Because the lights go out is the most vigilant time for these two returns, and it is the most dangerous to strike at this moment.

"Do you know that people who do this kind of thing don't need to be very high in cultivation, they only need to pierce certain things into the body of specific people at a specific time, and this kind of special time does not need to be too high in cultivation. Hua Su asked looking extremely lazy.

The Northern Underworld looked as if he had been sitting as before.

However, the Northern Underworld Daoist sighed slightly, and the wings of his nose opened slightly.

This is a sign of laxity.

A man in white suddenly appeared out of thin air, and there was a short-distance teleportation circle at his feet, and the moment this circle appeared, there was not even a little mana fluctuation. And the light is dazzling.

After adapting to the darkness, even if you return to the void and see this light, you will lose your mind in an instant - being able to see in the dark does not mean that the strong light is visible.

A sledgehammer in the hand of the man in white, the teleportation circle disappeared, and the clothes on his body also turned black, and the man in white became a man in black, better hidden in the vision of the two who were stinged by the light, and the sledgehammer had already smashed down on the head of the Northern Underworld.

The sledgehammer was so heavy that the assassin was confident that his head would shatter if he was hit.

Fighting and assassination are never the same.

No matter how strange the opponent is when the monk fights, the monk also knows that this person is going to attack him.

Assassination is different, the time, place, number of people, and means of assassination are all unknown.

The sledgehammer slammed into the ground.

The man in black was happy in his eyes, and he felt like he had been hit, even if you were a monk who had returned to the void, how could you win-

The people of the Northern Underworld had already appeared beside him, and there was a talisman wrapped in the robe that had been smashed on the ground, and the talisman was under the sledgehammer, giving him a feeling that he had been hit.

"It's not good for the elderly. The Northern Underworld Daoist stood aside, and he had already slapped the face of the man in black with a palm, but the palm did not touch, but a huge mana spewed out, and the man in black was knocked out, and his head was shattered.

But it was also at the moment when the Northern Underworld Daoist made a move, the two swords beside him that were integrated with the night and the scenery in the room had already pierced his ribs.

And so many others?

The clothes on these two are the same as their swords, like chameleons - or are they monsters that are chameleons in their own right?

The moment of this shot also happened to be when the mana of the Northern Underworld Dao people could not be continued.

Good accurate calculations.

The Northern Underworld Daoist shouted, "Immortal!"

Hua Suwen was in a similar situation at this time, three hanging talismans were set around her, forming a small talisman array, and the three hidden monks were chanting mantras with all their might, trapping Hua Suwen in them.

What these three people can do is already the limit.

The power of this talisman can actually fix a return to the realm!

There is only one possibility, this talisman is also from the hand of returning to the virtual realm, Hua Suwen actually has a name in his heart.

Blood.

There was also a monk with a sword in his hand, and he was trying to stab Hua Suwen's body.

Hua Su asked the mana used for defense around his body and the power of the three talismans to balance each other, and this sword was extremely slow.

But it will come eventually.

Hua Suwen suddenly shone brightly in her clothes, causing the surrounding aura to be disordered, and her protective mana suddenly contracted, and then released it violently, bouncing out the four people around her and the two who stabbed at the Northern Underworld.

"It's all said, call me Hua Su to ask. Hua Suwen clapped her hands, and her movements stopped again, because her body couldn't move.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "A Sword Paints the Sky" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~