Left the terracotta.

Not far away, it was the beast tide that urged him to "move the mountain", and he didn't sleep for more than ten days in a row, exhausting most of his mental strength to move from the eight-foot mountain.

The White Tiger Great Sage was plain white, and after leaving the terracotta, countless cracks in his skin bloomed, and he immediately became red.

She was sure that there were no pursuers behind her at the moment.

The dragon sparrow couldn't catch up with him.

The four great sages of the Chess Palace, each with something to cultivate, Xuanwu cultivated a piece of real body scales, when she passed by Baili Town, she happened to see the scene where Gu Shengcheng covered the real body scales to Qiushui, that scale can withstand all the killing opportunities in the world, if there was no such scale, Gu Shengcheng's divine soul would have been washed away under the impact of Yi Xiao's soul power.

And what I have cultivated is a fetal bead.

She raised her neck slightly, and the place where her throat was originally a container for a woman's body rolled up and down at the moment, as if there was an "Adam's apple" surging out, and she was about to spit out something, and when she was about to pour out of her mouth, she was pressed down by the mask.

A fetal bead was broken when he urged to "move the mountain".

When he had just resisted Liutao and fled for his life, he broke some parts.

After she returned to the Chess Palace, she only needed to meditate and recuperate, and she could still repair this complete fetal bead, and her merits were complete.

The White Tiger Great Sage took a deep breath.

She revisited this trip in her mind, only to feel that it was extremely dangerous, and if she made the slightest mistake in the process, she would most likely be buried in the terracotta.

She's not the one who excels in force.

In the rear of the Western Regions Chess Palace, she is still needed.

Bringing back the reincarnation of the Maharaja is just the beginning of the curtain lifting in the Chess Palace.

There was a click in the White Tiger Great Sage's mind, and she thought of something subtle, small, small.

The shot that the king fell.

The blood of the king's fall.

After Wang Luo's "death", the soles of his feet were silently dead.

Those things are easy to overlook.

Unfortunately, it has been ignored by her.

Thinking about it again at this moment, it made her look quite ugly under the mask.

......

......

The end of the thirteen districts of terracotta.

Yi Shaoran and Wei Lingshan's faces were quite ugly.

The county lord took a deep breath and took a short time to confirm the fact that Yi Xiao had been taken away by the White Tiger Great Sage.

In the realm of nine grades, how could His Royal Highness not be able to defeat that tiger?

Wei Lingshan and Yi Shaoran both saw the scene of the Great Yuan Qi Sword destroying the world at the end of the terracotta.

The Great Yuan Qi Sword can't carry it, and there is only the Shan Hai Jing.

Now, it's useless to think about that.

The county lord has always been a person who is extremely simple.

Yi Xiao was taken away.

What to do?

"Grab it back. Wei Lingshan took a deep breath, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and said seriously: "Let Qi Shu give the order, dispatch troops, and kill the Chess Palace." ”

The god of Tsing Yi was silent.

"There's a tide of beasts in the rear. Yi Shaoran lowered his eyebrows: "That beast tide is the killer weapon of the Western Regions, and it is impossible for Mr. Qi Shu to send troops to the Western Expedition under the condition that the army is overwhelming, even if the Western Regions have taken away His Royal Highness." ”

Qi Shu is a very rational person.

Rationality has reached the extreme, so he can sit in the command seat of the beacon tower now.

He could only try to reduce Qi Liang's losses as much as possible.

This White Tiger Great Sage was willing to risk her life, trying to see if she could bring back one or two important people from Qi Liang, and if she chose to take risks, she would have to face the price of possibly being buried in the terracotta.

Thousands of miles away, between the two, this is something that Qi Shu can't decide.

If it were today's terracotta duel, and the Great Yuan Qi Sword of His Royal Highness crushed that page, then this tiger would probably die in the terracotta, and his head would be sacrificed to the main hall of Lanling City.

If this is the case, the Western Regions may attack Fengsui like crazy to save their Great Sage.

Unfortunately, after the two sides swapped, Fengsui did not have the strength to send troops to pursue.

Yi Shaoran took a deep breath, and his heart felt like a handful of cold water had been poured on him.

Only calm.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

"Sending troops will only fulfill the wishes of the white tiger. Yi Shaoran said softly: "That tiger came at the risk of death in order to lure Fengsui to send troops. ”

"Good. ”

The county lord narrowed his eyes and suppressed his murderous aura: "Qi Liang can not send troops, you can go to the Western Regions with me now, kill through the beast tide, and kill the eight-foot mountain." ”

The god of Tsing Yi was silent.

"The white tiger is seriously injured, and the oil has run out, and it will take a long time for her to get back to Bachi Mountain. ”

Wei Lingshan said expressionlessly: "How many beast tides are there? 150,000, 200,000? We will be the tiger when we pass over, as long as we catch up with her, we don't need to send troops in Qiliang." ”

Yi Shaoran had been sitting cross-legged on the snow, and at this moment, he raised his head and looked at the county lord whose huge wings were trembling behind him.

He finally understood.

The woman in front of her is a madman.

The people of Wind and Snow Silver City, are they all crazy?

Li Changge killed the eight-foot mountain alone, killing the mountain silently, killing a blood path that is still bright red, and establishing the title of the first demon in the world.

This woman actually wanted to kill through the countless beast tides.

Even if the Northern Immortal comes, and a person enters the beast tide, he can only drink hatred.

Where can anyone fight the entire Western Regions alone?

"You have the 'space' talent, and I have the dragon sparrow speed. Wei Lingshan said indifferently: "We don't need to fight head-on, we just need to go through the beast tide." ”

Yi Shaoran said seriously: "I also want to save His Royal Highness." ”

He stared at Wei Lingshan's eyes and said word by word: "But I'm sorry...... I can't grant you such a dangerous request. ”

"I am the first god general of Qi Liang to guard the beacon. The Tsing Yi Great God said calmly: "The order that Qi Shu gave me, the first point is to return to Fengsui alive, and the second point is to bring back Yi Xiao." ”

The atmosphere was somewhat deadly.

"This is not a request. ”

Wei Lingshan closed his eyes.

She cleared her mind, then slowly opened her eyes.

The county lord was calm and said gently, "This is a request. ”

Yi Shaoran narrowed his eyes.

"Senior brother has gone to sea, I don't want to trouble him. Wei Lingshan lowered his eyebrows: "I need you to take me to move, if you don't go with me today, so that Yi Xiao will be taken back to the Chess Palace by that tiger......"

"Then the outcome of the matter is simple. ”

"I'll trouble my brother to come back. ”

Wei Lingshan looked at Yi Shaoran, and Mu Ran asked, "This tiger ...... Are you going to stop it today, or are you not going to stop it?"

Tsing Yi stared at the dragon sparrow.

He almost gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say.

Above the snow, there was another voice.

"Stop. ”

The voice was faint.

Because the owner of the voice suffered a lot of injuries.

Wang Luo held his knees and barely stood up, he picked up a small half of the fine iron spear, stuck it in the snow, and supported himself step by step to get here.

He was swept away by the murderous aura of the tiger after getting close, and the blood on his face looked extremely desolate, but these were only skin injuries, and they were not serious.

"Stop, it's definitely going to be stopped. ”

Wang Luo's voice was tinged with a hint of bleakness.

His brow was shaking, and his fingers were shaking.

In order to hold back the White Tiger Great Sage, he obviously paid the most painful price among the several people.

"It's just that we can't catch up. ”

Wang Luo's eyes fell on Wei Lingshan, and he tried to squeeze out a smile and said, "Even if you want to take Qingyi and take you across the beast tide, you will definitely be able to get ahead of that tiger?"

Wei Lingshan did not speak.

Wang Luo closed his eyes and thought back to what the man had said.

He repeated softly, "There are only three His Highnesses of Qi Liang. So, one ...... None less. ”