The greedy wolf swallowed the dragon qi spirit fetus in just two bites, and a pair of blood-red eyes immediately stared at the black Jiao who was slapped by it, his eyes were fierce, and a terrifying roar came out of his mouth.

After rolling a few times, Heijiao finally stabilized his body, a little more cautious, wandering in the air, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Li Xiujiao looked at the left side of the gray robe to sacrifice wine, the bowstring in his hand was drawn, and the qi around his body rose and fell like a tide.

"What a great wish demon god, it really made him a climate. Let him go and turn Di Yuan upside down. ”

Yuan Danqiu said quietly, but he put the talisman arrow back into his sleeve, and the old man's face sneered: "Chao Ghost Valley has always been capricious, and he is most accustomed to taking chestnuts from the fire, and his eldest disciple has really obtained the true inheritance, the same crooked and evil way! It is no wonder that the greedy wolf has risen since ancient times, although the catastrophe is far-reaching, but none of them can really succeed." ”

Cao Xianzhi nodded happily and said: "Forced Helan Changchun to start ahead of schedule, although it was barely achieved, it was born prematurely after all." Although it is not in line with our previous plan, the result is the same, there will be no major war in the four northern states in the next three to five years. ”

Originally, this time the Ceres Temple and the military joined forces, and the first target was Helan Chuxiong, who was ambitious and talented, and his life was insufficient, either to kill or injure, and lead the robbery of the greedy wolf to the side of Hei Di, so that even if the greedy wolf became the climate in the future, the foundation of the Di clan was already weakened by three points, so there was no need to worry.

It's not that I don't want to get rid of the greedy wolf directly, but because the implications are too far-reaching, and it is a matter of luck and mystery, we can't rely on worldly means. Several of the great supernatural powers who fell did not speak, which one dared to make a mistake, Yuan Danqiu was so ruthless in his mouth, didn't he just make a move once and give up?

This human affairs and immortal Buddha things, each with its own rules but entangled in cause and effect, can be described in a few words, and even more extraordinary people can peek into it.

The good thing is that this red-robed military plane is nothing more than one thing for people and things, that is, no matter what he says, just look at what he does, his position is established, and there are traces to follow.

Don't look at Cao Xian's face with a light breeze, and his heart is already full of suspicions: "Today's unexpected change is really weird, looking at Yuan Danqiu's face, I'm afraid I will also be in the dark." Tang Fujie, offending the military and the Ceres Temple at the same time is not the work of a wise man, and it is his daughter who came with a token and a golden sword, and he has to avoid suspicion, so it can be seen that it will not be his handiwork. ”

"As for Yinshan Xuanzong, the best policy is naturally to endure for a few more years, steadily seize the power of Heidi, and then compete with the Great Zhou for a while. ”

Although these calculations and thoughts are complicated, for this Cao Hutou, who has been accustomed to the world for a long time, it is just a matter of a flash of thought.

He couldn't help but focus his gaze on a small cloud of thick ink in the ten thousand armies, and secretly wondered: "Shuofang Black Crow, I thought it was just a dispensable idle move, but after it fell, it turned out to be chaotic, and it was obvious that there was another mastermind behind it, who is it, and why is it so disturbing?"

Thinking like this, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of him, and when he looked at it, there was a person who dragged his knife and rushed into the air, heading straight for the Chinese army of Hei Di.

The sword aura is vast, filling the heavens and the earth, and I am afraid that I have done my best to use such an indomitable sword in the realm of inspiration. This is clearly the heart of killing and fighting, and there is no room for turning around for others and oneself, which can be called generosity and heroism.

Cao Hu came back to his senses, and was furious: "Where did you come from, this is to mess around and entangle to the end!"

If it really breaks the tacit understanding between the two sides and evolves into a life-and-death battle between the grandmasters and generals, this Jinchengguan cavalry battle is not to endure the pain of cutting flesh to cure the stubborn disease of "orders cannot be forbidden", but to really break the muscles and bones and shake the foundation.

He was really angry, and his momentum immediately changed, revealing an invisible but powerful evil majesty.

Even though Cao Hu is old and weak, it is difficult to compete with the juniors like Mu Shipan when it comes to fighting kung fu, but Rong Ma has been fighting with a knife and a gun for half his life, and the inspiration and divine will that he has conceived are not ordinary?

Yuan Danqiu was still able to move and his face did not change color, but Duanmu Ci and Li Xiujiao had to stay away a few steps to avoid the edge.

The red-clothed commander of the palace stood with his bow raised, and he had already put away his contempt, not to mention the millions of martial artists in Zhou Tian, and there were already hidden dragons and crouching tigers in hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops. Cao Hutou can be a big military aircraft, and he really has extraordinary ability, just because he still has such power at such an age, few people can do it.

In ancient times, whether in the rivers and lakes or in the army, there is a saying that "the fist is afraid of the young and strong", although it is not completely applicable to the grandmaster and martial arts, but even when it reaches the realm of inspiration, it is often difficult to escape the ruthless iron law of replacing the old with a generation of newcomers, and it is rare that the older you are, the stronger your skills will be.

At the root of this, in addition to the decay of the monk's qi and blood caused by the aging of the body, the most important thing is that he cannot always uphold the original intention of courage and perseverance. Inspired practice is like sailing against the current, and a little slack is a thousand miles back.

The status of the Cereals Temple is transcendent, one foot in the temple, one foot into the rivers and lakes, the most can be seen with cold eyes.

Li Xiujiao is not very old and in his prime, but he has heard a lot of so-called heroes who have led the way for three or five years, whether it is in the Huan Hai tide or in the rivers and lakes, at the beginning, they were all high-spirited and fearless of hardships and dangers.

When these people gain power, everything is good, and when they lose power, everything rests, no matter how amazing and brilliant they are when they are young, once their heart is consumed, they will be reduced to mediocrity.

It's just that this is also human nature, no matter the avenue or the world, each has its own difficulties and dangers, and it is impossible to ride the wind and waves from beginning to end. The more you get, the more you are afraid of losing, seeing that the mountains are high and the road is far away, how many people can always carry out the way without the slightest doubt and worry?

Specific to the practice of martial arts, once the spirit is touched, he will hold on to it, intentionally or unintentionally frame his own pattern, and turn a road that may lead to heaven into a prison fence, falling into the embarrassing situation of not being able to advance an inch for decades.

As time goes by, the young man becomes white-headed, and his heart naturally fails, and his inspiration is often lost, his realm plummets, and it is too late to cheer up.

It is because although the longevity of the grandmaster is far beyond ordinary people, there are not as many masters in this world as imagined, and there are not many real hidden masters.

Just imagine, after a few decades of comfort in the deep mountains and old forests, people have long been wasted, and they have neither heart, nor power, nor time, but how can they compete with the heroes of the world? As long as they have not achieved the realm of supernatural powers, they are still ordinary people, and they cannot do without the rolling red dust.

"The ancients said that it is easy to practice in the public gate, and there is naturally a reason, and this powerful and majestic Cao Hutou is an example. Di Jinu was sent to the army of the Lanling King by Duanmuci, I don't know what the situation is now?"

Li Xiujiao secretly wondered in his heart, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the bold knife-dragging black crow: "In this border battlefield where people are rolling, can you really refine such a pure knife?"

(I accidentally flooded 500,000 words, and this chapter or this half chapter is especially water.) It's been busy in recent days, update ...... Alas, not to mention it. ）

(After reading a few chapters of Jing Keshou's Qingdi, the sect leader's skills have not diminished back then, and they have become more and more profound, although it is different from the type of dog slaughter, but it also makes me see many of my own shortcomings.) There is also in the snow, the layout of the plot is far from it, and a single love word is too far from the general manager. As a part-time job, the most lacking thing is not the time for code words, but the time for self-reflection and learning to improve, so I still hope that everyone will give more opinions. ）

(Sometimes looking at the previous chapters, I feel that I have deviated from my original idea now, and although my heart has not weakened, I have changed, after all, I can't always change my original intention like the second master.) Please let me know if you've lost your original flavor or if you prefer the current style. ）

(In addition, for the second master's next development in Zhou Tianzhong, do you like millions of soldiers and the mountains and rivers in chief, or do you prefer to step on the rivers and lakes and be invincible?)

(Finally, I said weakly, it is enough to remove these nonsense for 2,000 words, and I will try not to write these digressions in the future to obstruct everyone's eyes.) ）