"Xuanyuan stick, haha, what a name! Then call it Xuanyuan stick!" the little 'hair' squeaked 'mess', obviously quite satisfied with the name.

Chen Yuxiang's divine sense swept over the Xuanyuan stick, and he also sighed secretly in his heart. This Ji Xuanyuan is worthy of being a master of refining, there is no Lang fee for Star Meteorite Iron and Gold 'Essence' Hua, the heaviness of Star Meteor Iron and the sharpness of Jin 'Jing' Hua are completely reflected in this stick.

And the most important thing is that the remnant soul of a dragon is sealed in this stick as a tool spirit, which makes this stick naturally have a fierce and violent atmosphere.

Although this dragon does not have the aura of a king like an ancient dragon, it is still fierce and bloodthirsty. That black dragon demon crystal is also a treasure that Ji Xuanyuan has treasured for many years, and there is just this wisp of the remnant soul of the black dragon in it. This remnant soul is really the best choice to use as a machine spirit. When the weak-willed monk faced this stick, the mere impact of the ferocious aura was enough to make him 'lost' his mind.

The 'Chaos' Golden Spirit is the most bloodthirsty of the spirits of heaven and earth, and it is naturally the most suitable to use such a fierce soldier as a weapon!

Chen Yuxiang and Yiyi rode the treasure ship all the way to the north, about the 'sexual' energy of this treasure ship Ji Xuanyuan did not boast, after placing enough top-grade spirit stones at the energy core, the speed of this treasure ship easily soared to the speed of the flight of an ordinary merging period monk or a level 9 magician. Moreover, the hidden 'sexuality' ability of the treasure ship also played a role, and no monk could see the existence of the treasure ship wherever it passed along the way.

The ban is fully open, the speed is mentioned as fast, and the energy consumed is also amazing. However, for the consumption of this bit of energy, Chen Yuxiang naturally doesn't care about it now.

Ji Xuanyuan, as the most famous refining master in Huaxia Kingdom, his net worth is not ordinarily rich. The items seized from the hands of the Japanese monks are the inheritance of hundreds of high-ranking monks of the Huaxia Kingdom, and there is even the existence of the Mahayana period.

Although Chen Yuxiang has not yet counted this wealth, he also knows that the wealth on his body is absolutely immeasurable.

This time, the battle took place in front of the abandoned castle, and Chen Yuxiang did not intend to tell anyone. And he and Yiyi went all the way north, not knowing what would happen next in the desert. However, after Chen Yuxiang left, with the area where the cloud-piercing arrow rose as the center, the entire desert began to 'swing'......

......

Luoyang City, the headquarters of the Celestial Shadow Spy.

A tall young man had an angry look on his face, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire. Beside him, a charming young 'girl' was comforting her in a low voice.

If Chen Yuxiang was here, he could naturally see at a glance that these two people were the Seven Great Adults and Princess Zhi'er, the princess of the Great Xia Kingdom!

Princess Zhi'er's face is still childish, but there is a bun on the back of her head, which obviously shows that she has the identity of a 'woman'. And the aura on the body of the Seven Great Men has changed from the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage to the middle of the Transformation Stage!

In just a few months of hard work, the skills of these seven great people have skyrocketed!

"Damn the Rakshasas!'Bastard, it's too arrogant, it's too arrogant!" The Seven Men slapped the table and said angrily, "Hundreds of high-ranking monks, hundreds of Celestial Shadow groups, all disappeared in one day! And even the king's predecessors have fallen! What do the Rakshasas want to do? What do they want to do? Do they want to start a war with us in advance?"

"Big brother, drink some water, don't be angry. Princess Zhi'er poured a cup of tea for the seven adults, and looked at him with watery eyes, the tenderness in her eyes was unobstructed, and she said softly, "The Rakshasas killed our people, let's kill them! ”

"If it weren't for the many restrictions set by the ancestors, the Rakshasa people would have been driven out of the desert by us a long time ago!" said the Seven Masters with some annoyance, "Even if it is revenge this time, it will be bound by many rules, and it will not be enjoyable, alas!"

"One time, another time. Big brother, when such a thing happens, the ancestor will definitely be very angry when he knows about it. Why don't you report this matter to the old ancestor and ask her old man to decide, do you think it's okay? I don't think the old ancestor will allow the Rakshasa people to be so arrogant!"

The eyes of the seven adults lit up: "Ah, yes, yes! The old ancestor hates the provocation of the Rakshasa people the most! Otherwise, he would not have killed the mage tower with a single sword back then, and he would have scared the Rakshasa people to 'pee' and flow! Good sister, fortunately you reminded me, I will tell the old ancestor and ask her to decide!"

Without hesitation, the Seven Adults took out a piece of the quaint communication 'jade' Jane, gently pressed it on their foreheads, and injected the news that the Huaxia monks were beaten by many great monks of the Mage Tower in the desert and suffered heavy losses, and then crushed it with a snap.

A white light rose into the sky, and disappeared in an instant when it submerged into the sky.

After a few breaths, another white light broke through the wall and condensed into a picture in front of the seven adults. There are only 8 large blood-red characters on the screen.

"There are no taboos, ten days of blood!"

"Big brother, are you satisfied now?" Zhi'er looked at the seven adults and said with a smile.

"There are no taboos, ten days of bloody killing!Hahaha, good!" Seven ** stood up with a smile and shouted loudly, "Come on, come on!"

"My lord, what's the matter?" said an old man in the Transformation Stage who walked in quickly and bowed.

"Third uncle, you came just in time!" the seven adults pointed to the big characters on the screen, and their voices were full of cruel murderous meaning, "Immediately inform all the secret spies in the desert of this news! From now on, the revenge begins!"

"There are no taboos, ten days of bloody killing?" the old man read the big words on the screen, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, "Okay, good, good! It's been a long time since I've been so happy, haha, haha! I'll go!" After speaking, he walked out quickly.

......

Soon, all the Huaxia monks with the Celestial Shadow Token, including Chen Yuxiang, received this message.

"There are no taboos, ten days of bloody killing?" On the treasure ship, Chen Yuxiang glanced at the token, "What does this order mean?"

Yiyi also glanced at it, shook her head and said blankly: "I don't know!

......

Above the blood-colored desert, in the sparse red willow bushes, a Chinese monk and a Rakshasa mage were fighting desperately. The Huaxia monk is the appearance of the intermediate level of the Jindan period, and the Rakshasa mage is also a level 5 magician, and the level of the two is comparable.

The Huaxia monk pointed his finger flying sword and rushed forward, trying to 'press' the Rakshasa mage. The Rakshasa mage kept chanting magic spells in his mouth, and within a few feet in front of him, there was a faint layer of earthy yellow 'colored' mist. After the Huaxia monks rushed into this area, their speed decreased sharply, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Suddenly, the Rakshasa mage's staff waved again and again, and more than a dozen sharp earthy yellow spears suddenly stabbed out from the ground, stabbing towards the Huaxia monk, and the Huaxia monk hurriedly jumped up in the air, but in the earthy yellow 'color' mist, the speed of jumping was also extremely slow, and he was caught off guard, or was stabbed into the body by several earthy yellow 'color' spears, and suddenly blood gushed out and fell on the ground.

The Huaxia monk knew that something was wrong, and struggled to fly out of the range of the mist, but the Rakshasa magician smiled coldly, his body flashed, and he followed the Huaxia monk unhurriedly, shrouding the Huaxia monk in the range of the earthy yellow 'color' mist, and at the same time randomly sent out short spears of earthy yellow 'color', attacking the Huaxia monk.

Suddenly, a brilliant sword shadow pierced the sky and fell into the mist. Hearing a muffled bang, the earthy yellow 'colored' mist dissipated instantly, but the Rakshasa magician let out a wow, and shot out a mouthful of blood arrows.

The shadow of the sword disappeared, and a Huaxia monk appeared, holding a Qinggang sword in his hand, and was looking at the Rakshasa magician with a 'gloomy' face.

"Monk of the Transformation Period, damn it!" Feeling the extremely terrifying aura of the visitor, the Rakshasa magician cursed in a low voice, turned around and was about to fly away.

"Stop, am I letting you go?" said the Huaxia monk in the Transformation Stage snorted coldly, and at the same time, a surging aura emanated, enveloping the body of a level 5 magician.

"High-level monks are not allowed to interfere in the battles of low-level monks, this is your rule, has this lord forgotten?" the Rakshasa mage looked back and sneered, he didn't believe that this god-changing monk would dare to kill him.

"The rules have changed!" the Avatar Stage Monk smiled lightly, while the Jindan Stage Huaxia Monk had a blank look on his face, obviously he wasn't a member of the Celestial Shadow anymore!

The Huaxia monk of the Transformation Stage took out a token and shook it towards the Rakshasa magician.

"There are no taboos, ten days of bloody killing! It's not good!" The Rakshasa magician's face 'revealed' with horror, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he 'shot' backwards.

"Die!" A faint voice sounded, and a 'mystical' and 'blind' sword shadow pierced the sky, and the body of the Rakshasa magician was split in half diagonally, and fell heavily to the ground.

The Rakshasa magician's vitality was cut off in an instant, but his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of unwilling 'color', as if asking: Why, why?

......

Deep in the desert, above an abandoned oasis.

Although humanity has abandoned the oases beyond the MiG Corridor and the Peter Trail, these oases still exist. The reason for being abandoned is that there is no tall wall to resist the monsters, and the distance between them is too far. On top of these oases, there are still plants and water sources.

In the depths of the dense poplar forest, there is a small spring. A beautiful young Rakshasa 'girl' was bathing, and a small staff was placed by the spring. The sunlight passed through the woods, sprinkled on her fragrant shoulders as pure as 'jade', and on her beautiful face, there were a pair of eyes that were clearer than a clear spring.

Bathed in the cool spring water, the beautiful eyes of the Rakshasa young 'girl' are also full of happy smiles, and her mouth is still humming an ancient ballad, and happy notes fly out of her cherry blossom 'lips' and blend into the 'spring' wind.

The deep forest and the beautiful people bathe, if you let the rapping "bard" poet or the scholar of Huaxia Lang Man see it, you will definitely praise it with the most gorgeous rhetoric.

A huge and incomparable 'confused' sword shadow broke through the air, with a fierce and fierce killing aura, and everywhere it passed, the new young leaves of Populus euphratica withered one by one as if they were in a cold winter.

The young 'girl' in the secluded spring was startled, and suddenly stood up from the spring, the proud shuangfeng trembled slightly in the 'spring' wind, and her graceful body was 'exposed'.

The young 'girl's hand had just picked up the staff, and the sword with an earth-shattering killing aura had arrived!

Under the frightened gaze of the young 'girl', her beautiful body was directly split in half and slipped into the hidden spring, and the red blood instantly spread in the spring.

The shadow of the sword disappeared, and the figure of a middle-aged monk appeared beside the hidden spring.

The monk casually glanced at the corpse of the young 'girl' of the Rakshasa and his eyes were full of pathos: "Another one!" "Father, I will avenge your old man!" "If they let your old man bleed, I will make the Rakshasa shed more blood!" "The adults have given us 10 days, and we must let the Rakshasa shed enough blood in 10 days!" The middle-aged monk's figure flashed, and he had already disappeared. The poplar forest was bleak, with only new leaves withered and a pool of red spring......

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Within a day, in the depths of the Luoyang Desert, similar scenes were being staged. The Rakshasa magicians were horrified to find that those despicable untrustworthy people in Huaxia Kingdom had lost their last bit of shame, no matter what level of magicians they encountered, they were all merciless, and the prohibition on killing low-level magicians in the past seemed to have become an empty word, even around the city-state.

This action of the Huaxia monks was completely contrary to the rules of the previous battles between the two sides, and many Celestial Shadow groups set off from the depths of the desert where the high-level demon beasts were entrenched, and began to sweep towards the oasis belt where the MiG corridor was located, and when they encountered Rakshasa magicians, they would be killed no matter what level, even those first-level and second-level magicians who were responsible for escorting mortal caravans.

Within one day, in the desert south of Lake Calais, under the frantic attack of the Huaxia monks, the Rakshasa magicians suffered heavy casualties, especially the magicians below level 7, except for a few who ran fast, almost all of them were killed by the high-level Celestial Shadow team that swept everywhere. The number of Rakshasa mages who fell in one day also reached thousands!