Volume 4 The Sea of Imperial Blood Chapter 127 The Battle of the Grandmasters
The black training fort in the north of the town finally began to continuously pump blood to the entire jurisdiction, and in a very short time, the territory of the north of the town entered a state of battle. For the trading channels cut off by Dongcang, the northern jurisdiction of the town has been prepared, and the grain reserves are enough for the northern jurisdiction of the town to fight a long battle. However, the purpose of the National Teacher's Mansion to make Zhenbei have no time to meddle in the affairs of Dongcang has been achieved, and when the dust settles inside Dongcang, under the attack of the north and the south, the territory of Zhenbei will definitely still be weak.
The high-level officials of the Zhenbei Jurisdiction actually don't have much hope for Dongcang, but if you want to say the word "down", there is really no such word in the dictionary of these generals.
The war clouds in the north are thick, and Mangjin is not just a feint against the northern jurisdiction of Zhenbei. Mang Jin has just completed a bloody coup d'Γ©tat with the help of the national teacher, and the new ruler is the younger brother of the former ruler, and he is not satisfied with his father and brother's policy of living in the north for a long time, and this time it is the new establishment of the country, and it is inevitable that the contradictions will be transferred to the external battlefield.
For so many years, northern Xinjiang has long been infiltrated, and it is no longer possible to completely separate the two armies, and there are already more places bordering on both sides, and it is only a matter of time before they directly meet each other.
All kinds of contradictions in the upper part of the Zhenbei jurisdiction have also been put on hold for the time being, and all contradictions will turn to the north. In fact, the contradictions within Zhenbei seem to have been almost resolved, and the wolf killing organization that came out of nowhere accurately destroyed the strongholds of the spies of the National Teacher's Mansion again and again. Now there is almost nothing left in the stronghold of the National Teacher's Mansion.
Just when the entire northern jurisdiction of the town entered a state of combat readiness, there was one place, but the atmosphere was a little different.
As a giant sect that has countless transactions with Dongcang, Barren Ridge has definitely suffered serious damage in this ban. Therefore, the atmosphere of the entire sect is sluggish, and it seems that it has been injured a lot, and it is slowly recovering.
But in fact, only Qi Yong, Wu Lingque and others know that all this is not important.
"It's time. β
Wu Lingque's whole body was full of spiritual power, as long as he reached the Grandmaster Realm, he could see that the spiritual power around this young man was passing at a very abnormal speed.
Wu Lingque and Qi Yong stood side by side in front of the Qingxin Mountain Cliff, the sky was dark, the sky was low, and they were indescribably depressed.
"This time, is it okay?" Qi Yong stood on the side, looked at him and asked softly.
Wu Lingque tried his best to suppress the spiritual power around him, but the evil qi that no longer looked like a human could not be hidden. Even Wu Lingque didn't know if he could still be called a person. Sometimes, he can even feel that his face is constantly changing, and everyone who has been taken away from him wants to take this body back. His right arm was already covered in bloodshot.
"The meridians have been completely opened, as long as the amount is sufficient, it is not difficult to pile up to the metamorphosis realm. And ......"
A loud cry rang out from under the cliff, and a huge black beast spread its wings, rising from bottom to top, like a black cloud covering the sky, raising countless sand and stones.
An old man and a young man fluttered their clothes and looked at the hovering beast.
The last dragon eagle is now falling into madness, and under constant feeding, the giant beast enters the metamorphosis with its owner in the form of a beast. Such a giant beast is absolutely unprecedented, and as for the future, there will probably be no more.
"That old fellow, do you know?" Wu Lingque's dark eyes were like black flames beating at two o'clock, darker than the coming night.
"He has long known that you are a descendant of Kuimu Cliff, and he has already had murderous intentions, but it is just because of Bai Lingjun's face. The girl who sent her had a bright light, and added fuel and vinegar to say that you are not dead in the heart of a thief, and you are still practicing evil arts, and with the character of that old man, she will inevitably take your own life. After all, he is used to self-confidence, and he feels that no one can keep him. β
The cool breeze gusted, and the two of them stopped talking, but just stood on the stone cliff. Under Wu Lingque's gaze like black fire, the giant beast finally dived back to the bottom of the cliff and was silent.
"It's coming. β
Qi Yong opened his eyes and looked into the distance. The shadows there flickered.
Wu Lingque frowned: "Seeing you next to me, will he not come?" He was not worried that he would not be able to deal with the assassin who had become a legend of the night, but that he was worried that the person would escape.
Qi Yong shook his head: "No, he won't take my realm into his eyes." β
Wu Lingque narrowed his eyes:
"In this way, isn't my metahabitat even more tattered?"
A black sword light had already appeared at Wu Lingque's neck, and this blow was fierce and accurate, obviously killing with one blow.
The black dagger slashed past Wu Lingque, and Wu Lingque dodged the blow with all his strength with his sparse transformation realm, and there seemed to be an afterimage shattered in the place, and a small cut was made on Wu Lingque's throat that was dodged. The little black matter left on the shadow blade could not invade the body of a Transformation Realm Grandmaster after all.
Qi Yong also retreated, guarding Wu Lingque's side. In its place, there is one
An old man in a black robe, outside his body, shadows dotted, countless shadow blades.
Wu Lingque touched the slight wound on his throat, just a little, even if he was ready to explain it completely.
However, today he is not the key at all, even if he Wu Lingque dies, the life of this palace worshipper will still remain here!
Wu Lingque hooked the corners of his mouth: "Hey, the old people have appeared, and you are still hiding, it is not polite, right?"
A one-armed man showed his figure, and his aura was similar to Wu Lingque's, and it was Situ Fang of the National Teacher's Mansion. He actually used the secret method of Kuishan as an introduction, and also broke into the incarnation realm.
And then the one who appeared was the strongest here today.
The man struck the ground with a long staff on his crutches, as if he were striking on the heart of a mountain.
Gao Shan saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, and sighed. Now the two worshippers in the palace are in the north, and he is the only one who is still in the palace. Hearing that someone came to report that Wu Lingque was still practicing evil arts, he didn't want to care. But I always feel that in wartime, I can't rest assured that I have such a person in the rear.
When he saw Qi Yong there, his intuition as a grandmaster told him that there seemed to be fraud. But when he thought of those crooked melons and cracked dates in the Barren Mountains, he had no intention of retreating. If the metamorphosis realm wants to kill people, it is a bunch of papier-mΓ’chΓ© gods who can intervene? As for Qi Ji, he coincidentally entered the small metamorphosis realm, so don't mention it.
It's just that at this moment, the person in front of him can already compete with him.
Situ Jiurang.
So that a ghost scepter can leave safely from Liu Shanling's hands. At that time, Situ Jiurang was only in the second realm of Shenqi.
Today, Situ Jiurang, who has a haggard face and vain steps, only makes people's hearts heavier.
Dahua habitat.
"Old man, it's a good visit. "Situ Jiu let the soul in the dungeon obviously be damaged, but the realm was raised. and took back the girl's share of luck that belonged to him. Luck is the most subtle, and breaking through the realm can be done in one go.
Gao Shan knew that there was a lot of luck today, but he was not very angry, and nodded lightly:
"The afterlife is terrifying. But advise. β
Situ Jiu let his feet a little, and for a while, the purple mist in the mountains and fields was filled, and the entire mountain was enveloped in an instant. Situ Jiurang's figure had long been hidden in the purple mist.
"So, senior, one me, plus three metabiotas. I don't know if such a lineup is worthy of you?"
Thinking of something, Situ Jiurang patted his head:
"Ah...... Yes...... Xiao Wu still has gifts. β
At this moment, Gao Shan Yuan had already locked on Situ Jiu's position, and countless shadow blades were shooting towards that side, obviously preparing to kill with one blow. Gao Shan Yuan clearly knows that the biggest obstacle on this mountain is this Situ Jiurang.
However, a black giant beast soared into the sky and blocked in front of Situ Jiurang, and countless shadow blades could not penetrate the huge scale armor that grew on the surface of the giant beast.
"It's!"
Wu Lingque's eyes were wide open, his face was hideous, like a beast that had completely lost his mind, his mouth was raised high, and his face was a crazy look that humans should not have.
"This is, Kuishan's return courtesy, senior senior!"
......
"It's time for today, where is the last place?"
Feng Qianmo stood at the gate of Qixian, and this time he did not enter the courtyard gate at all.
Qixian boiled water in the courtyard, made a cup of green tea herself, came to the door, and handed it to Feng Qianmo:
"The last place, you'd better not go. β
Feng Qianmo didn't answer, just stood there, looking at Qixian.
Qixian let out a sigh:
"The last place is Barren Ridge, the spy you swore to kill is your former colleague, Wu Lingque. β
Feng Qianmo's pupils shrank.
has already unplugged the no data point, Feng Qianmo knows that Qixian will not lie to him. But he still couldn't accept it for a while:
"Listening to Tao Pavilion and the National Teacher's Mansion are not wearing the same sky, he is united with the National Teacher's Mansion, what is the picture?!"
Qixian withdrew the teacup and said softly:
"It's not just the National Teacher's Mansion that doesn't share the sky with him......"
Feng Qianmo suddenly woke up, and broke out in a cold sweat:
"This bastard!"
Turn around and leave.
Qixian hurriedly shouted:
"Feng Gongzi, it's about to be a place of right and wrong, you'd better not go!"
Feng Qianmo stopped his steps, paused, and finally turned around and solemnly picked up the tea that Qixian put back on the table, raised his head and drank it all, then turned around and strode away.
I wanted to say directly that Qixian was free, but thinking about it, it would be too late to talk about it when he came back. thereupon
Just said:
"Thank you. β
The figure of the young man disappeared into the morning light, and he did not see it, and the woman behind him leaned against the door, limp limply.
When she said the last word of advice, the Gu worm in her body finally bit off her liver and intestines. Butterfly charm is the most affectionate, and the least emotional. As a butterfly charm, once you no longer put the order of the National Teacher's Mansion at the top, it is a capital offense......
"Childe, I'm sorry, I'm still from the National Teacher's Mansion after all......"
Qixian Hemu, just like that, quietly and forever sleeps.
......
Situ Jiurang made good use of poison, and he had a ghost scepter that could drive away evil spirits, coupled with the fact that he grew up in Mangjin, he was a terrifying opponent in his own right. In this formation, it is difficult for Gao Shan to hide his traces, and he can't exert any of his top-level concealment skills. To break through the formation, there are other people to defend it, and soon the decline is fully revealed.
After holding his breath for a long time, he inevitably inhaled some toxins. Gao Shan's mind gradually became dizzy, and he was already hallucinating, and his speed of tossing and turning in the formation was getting slower and slower.
"Hey, one person lives and dies, it's very chic, right?"
Wu Lingque's demon-like whisper suddenly appeared in Gao Shanyuan's ears, Gao Shanyuan was dizzy, and slapped a palm on his side, but this palm only dispersed a phantom. On the contrary, the high mountain suddenly exerted force, and the poisonous mist inhaled was more.
Gao Shan let out a long sigh and sat cross-legged in place. He accepted his fate, and today's battle was specially prepared for him. He is good at concealing assassinations, and in the absence of realm crushing, he is never suitable for facing the enemy head-on, fighting more with less. The poison array seriously affected his judgment, and every time he was supposed to kill with one hit, he could be dodged.
Gao Shan sat upright in the array, sneering and sarcastic:
"Boy, your father is no longer human, and he really hasn't done this kind of collusion with the National Teacher's Mansion. The son of the mouse can make holes, and he can eat shit from generation to generation, and he is worthy of being a little bastard of Kuimuya. β
Wu Lingque was not provoked, in his eyes, there was no need to be angry with a dead man and lose his position. Now it's only time to catch turtles in the urn.
Gao Shanyuan didn't expect to be able to open the situation with a mouth, and if he was benevolent and righteous, Liu Shanling's hot-blooded and righteous guy could say it, but his old man didn't have this face. I've been tired all my life, and I'm old anyway, so I'm here to fold here.
"That second brother of the Situ family, your hand was torn off by my little friend, right? Tsk, your Situ family, you have a good hand at escaping, you must also be a mouse? β
Situ Fang sneered, his face gloomy, but after all, there was no superfluous movement. Situ Jiurang presided over the big array, and the realm was the highest, but he was angry. Losing to Liu Shanling was the worst thing for him, and then he was imprisoned in that dungeon for half a year!
"You're looking for death!"
The purple mist on the top of the mountain suddenly turned black and became even more turbulent, which made Wu Lingque and the others a little breathless. Wu Lingque narrowed his eyes and looked at the terrifying young man with a haggard expression over there, is this guy really only in his twenties? If it is one-on-one, even if that sword immortal is here, I am afraid it is not an opponent, right?
Gao Shan looked up to the sky and laughed, not caring about the situation of death now. Now the only thing I can't rest assured about is my little apprentice in the red robe, who always follows Mr. Chen and doesn't know where he went, and he hasn't been in the palace much recently...... The old man of himself made random matchmaking and ordered the mandarin duck spectrum, where did the little friend in white go? I don't think I can see it.
The eyes were constantly blurred, the black mist entered the body, and the high mountain was sitting there like a stone sculpture, bowing his head slightly, and suddenly passed away......
The black fog slowly dissipated, and at this time, Situ Jiurang showed his figure, and he was already in a miserable posture with bleeding from the corners of his eyes. Presiding over the great array that consumed and killed a Transformation Realm Grand Master in this life was far less relaxed than what he had shown. When his spiritual power was exhausted, Situ Jiurang's face turned pale, and he would fall down at any time, at this time, he was like a piece of tissue paper in the night wind, and he would be blown down at any time.
"Dead?"
After waiting for a long time, Situ Fang confirmed again and again before breaking the silence.
Situ Jiurang sat down, and with the hideous ghost scepter in his hand:
"The toxin has been in the body for so long, the gods are difficult to save, and there is no breath left. Harvest the head and go back to your life. β
Situ Fang let out a long breath and suddenly rushed forward, and a black blade appeared on the ghost fan, cutting the head to the ground with a single sword.
But everyone in the audience was dumbfounded at this moment, and Situ Fang looked at his chest with surprise on his face:
There, a withered black hand that had been thoroughly impregnated with toxin thrust straight in, and looked up at the arm, and it was a headless corpse that had also been completely dyed black, and indeed had no breath of life for a long time.