Seeing this, Xu Gao looked at the lotus magic weapon under his feet, and his mind tossed for a moment, and he slightly realized why the person in front of him had such a question. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking for the Shura King, I'm afraid most of it has something to do with that demonic supernatural power.

Thinking of this, Xu Gao also had some schadenfreude in his heart.

Xindao, this person is ruthless, and he is by no means a good stubble. If it is to lead the side of the sea of blood and add some blockage, it is also a beautiful thing.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took the token of the soldier and horse envoy at his waist.

Lang said with a smile: "Xu has a place here in Mangxu Mountain, and the map of the troop allocation on the side of the Sea of Blood can be known at a glance. ”

As he spoke, he urged the token with ghostly energy, and the token trembled a few times.

An inky streamer of light was transmitted towards the sin seal token in Lu Bei's hand.

Lu Bei looked at this scene similar to the data streaming transmission in his previous life, and his eyes showed a look of interest.

In less than half an hour, Lu Bei finished reading the three-dimensional map of the army in his previous life.

He muttered, "There is a Shura King, is there a Nine Shadows entrance?"

"Thank you. ”

A blood-colored streamer, scattering countless rain flowers, fled towards the sky.

Looking at Lu Bei's disappearing blood-colored back, Xu Gao smiled.

The ancient demon path supernatural powers, slaughtering Shura...... I'm really looking forward to it.

However, he will also lead the troops to the entrance of the Nine Shadows.

After all, Jiang Ping, the envoy of the Huangquan Festival, personally ordered that the funeral altar must be set up as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, this Jiang Governor is really hateful. As for the reason for sealing the entrance to the Nine Shadows, he didn't reveal it at all.

Buzzing......

The token in his palm suddenly trembled, interrupting Xu Gao, who was fluctuating in his heart.

Kindness.

Xu Gao felt something at this time, and picked up the token that trembled to himself.

His expression changed drastically, and he said in disbelief: "Governor Jiang made this a ...... Fallen?"

300,000 miles east of Yinchuan.

Above the barren peaks.

After all, Jiang Ping did not block the repeated siege of the two true immortal incarnations, even if the Sansheng Sanye Huangquan Sword was in hand.

The envoy of the Huangquan Festival, who was separated from the army of 100,000 Yin Divisions, has become a fish on the anvil of others today.

The Yin and Yang Dharma King looked at Jiang Ping and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, and it was the body and spirit that were destroyed.

The tone was resentful: "Old man Jiang Ping, died well." ”

At this time, the sword that represented the authority of the 100,000 ghost army all the way, the three-leaf and three-leaf Huangquan sword, surrounded the void of Jiang Ping's defeat, and turned around three times, as if mourning the death of a master.

In less than a moment, the sword turned into a yellow streamer and shot away into the distance.

But he went to find the next master.

The Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon and the Yin Yang Dharma King looked at the supreme ghost weapon with greedy eyes and disappeared at the end of the sky.

and neither did he stand in the way, and did that useless work.

Qi Qi snorted coldly, and the two demons also disappeared.

Only the pouring rain here echoed on the nameless peaks, as if he was sending off a mournful music for a Huangquan Festival envoy who had once been in charge of a 100,000 ghost army.

When Jiang Ping fell, all the 100,000 ghost troops under his command were sensitive, but it was not for a moment.

A new sense of subordination was re-established.

The place of the Chinese army is under the big bow on all sides.

Liang Yan, who was standing on the high platform, had a calm expression, his eyes were indifferent, and he held the three-leaf three-leaf Huangquan sword tightly in his hand.

Several soldiers and horses below lined up on both sides, looking at Liang Yan at the top of the place, their expressions were extremely strange.

Liang Yan said with a sad face: "Governor Jiang has fallen for no reason, in order not to cause chaos among the 100,000 ghost army, Liang Mouquan will take all the way to control the army, you can have objections." ”

"We have no objection. ”

The rest of the soldiers and horses, after exchanging glances with each other, sang the promise loudly.

In fact, this power is an emergency treatment of the system of Yin Gong.

If Liang Yan wants to be truly crowned all the way to the Huangquan Festival, he has to wait for Luo Yu's Six Heavenly Palaces [纣纣無遄Heavenly Palace] to make it.

Therefore, the rest of the soldiers and horses, although they were somewhat Liang Yan in their hearts, suddenly pressed them and felt slightly unhappy.

But it's hard to say anything at this time. After all, the three-leaf Huangquan Sword is temporarily held in the hands of others.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Liang Yan's mouth hooked an imperceptible arc, and the blood light in the depths of his eyes flashed.

The long sword was unsheathed, and he pointed remotely: "Soldiers, listen to orders." ”

"Listen to orders. ”

Everyone hugged their fists in unison.

The nail leaves collided, cold and dull.

"This governor orders that the soldiers of the Yin Division under your jurisdiction retreat to the land of a hundred miles. ”

Liang Yan finally saw the dagger at this time.

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion and an uproar.

The crowd thought they had misheard, and looked at each other.

A tall bearded young man, with a gloomy face, came out of the crowd and hugged his fists and said, "Liang ...... Governor, what is the intent of this order? ”

"Jing soldiers and horses, this governor has his own opinions. Why, you still want Ben to explain it to you. ”

Liang Yan gently wiped the clover on the hilt of the Sansheng Sanye Huangquan Sword with his left hand.

The resolute eyebrows are cold and rebellious, and their meaning is self-evident.

Jing Bingma's face shook a few times, his eyes struggled for a long time, and his throat rolled a few times. After all, he didn't dare to say the words of questioning, took a step back, and never said a word again.

This three-life three-leaf sword, which symbolizes the festival of the whole way, at the time of the alternation of the old and the new, in order to calm the morale of the army and establish authority, it does not mind blood.

Liang Yan sneered, and said proudly: "Since there is no objection, Mingjin will withdraw his troops." ”

Everyone was shocked in unison, knowing that this move would be tantamount to falling into Xu Gao's fate, a desperate situation of life and death.

Although I was skeptical in my heart, this was not the time to speak out.

It's just that while secretly delaying the withdrawal of troops, he sent people to the [Yin Heavenly Palace] to report what happened here.

These soldiers and horses didn't know why Jiang Ping sent Xu Gao to attack Mangxu Mountain.

As for setting up the burial altar, Jiang Ping, who has always been cautious, only explained to Xu Gao alone.

If you know, you can't say that you can send a few people to disobey the order.

The sound of gold is crisp and clear.

Through the vast and heavy rain curtain, it resounded on the battlefield that stretched for dozens of miles.

There were even flags and flags waving together, and when the ghost army heard the sound, they retreated like a tide and drove away.

But he retreated a hundred miles away.

Not to mention, Xu Gao didn't know at this time that his department had become a lone army.

Shan said that Lu Bei fled to the entrance of the Nine Shadows at this time according to the map of the Blood Sea forces provided by Xu Gao.

The Nine Shadows is an extremely mysterious place in the Netherworld, what kind of secrets are contained in it, except for the high-level Yin Division, ordinary people are in the fog and can't understand it.

The wind of the nine shades penetrates into the spiritual essence.

The degraded soul into the Nine Shadows means that it cannot be reborn...... The legends contained in various classics are as vast as a sea of smoke.

The Nine Yin Wood required by Lubei is made of the Nine Yin River, the ancient trees on both sides of the dead branches, sinking to the bottom of the river for a hundred years, washed by the Yin River day and night, before it took shape.

However, it may be precisely for this reason that Lu Bei can easily redeem it with Yin Gong.

At this time, Lu Bei bypassed the teams of Blood Sea Shura, and he was not interested in these walking humanoid blood Bodhi medicines.

He really didn't want to waste wasted time.

In the blink of an eye, he remembered his path to the primordial spirit.

In fact, when he heard that Xu Gao said that the [Soul Hollow Stone] had almost disappeared from the Three Realms, he was really a little depressed in his heart.

But before a moment, he just laughed at himself.

How can there be absolutes in the world?

In the past, the Eight Immortals also said that he had no immortal fate and was destined to spend his life in the mortal world.

Now, he didn't step into Jindan Avenue the same way, and just then he slaughtered ordinary earth immortals like dogs.

What about the characters who needed to be on their feet to look up to back then?

Although I am still a little far away, I am not far away.

Everything is like a new chess game, how can life be because of a moment of unhappiness, shouting and screaming, frowning as a complaining woman.

If you encounter the slightest setback, you feel that God abuses you and is unfair to yourself.

Then what kind of immortal is cultivated, what kind of Tao is become, just find a knife and wipe your neck.

It's dead, it's a hundred.