A sudden retreat......

Tens of thousands of demon troops, scattered through the mountains and forests, some dragging their weapons, some dragging their armor, and some roaring with vague anger as they walked.

Defeated!

Defeated!

The invincible and invincible king actually defeated a Terran monk with fine skin and tender meat, who looked delicious!

Humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation!

The humiliation of not being able to vent the killing ring!

All the demon soldiers felt unusually bored and angry!

They are hungry for battle, thirst for blood, thirst for great victory!

......

The Black Sun Demon King stood in the void, looking down at the 30,000 subordinates scattered among the mountains and forests below with an expressionless face, and there was not the slightest negative emotion of defeat in his cold eyes.

He was sober.

The throne was about to rise, and he had already seen two paths spread out under his feet, one leading to the bottom of the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, and the other leading to the top of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall...... How can he have the extra energy to care about anything else?

The dignity of the demon king?

Undefeated Golden Body?

A war between the two races?

It's all bullshit!

......

"King!" A respectful voice sounded behind him, he didn't look back, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?" ”

The flat tone and cold voice made the demon behind him hang his head even more in awe.

The Black Sun Demon King in front of people is always crazy and cruel, like a bull who has gone crazy, even if there is a mountain in front of him, he will desperately show his horns and crash into it, and if the mountain does not break, he will die.

But only these henchmen know that their own king is so cold that he has almost no emotion, and those seemingly crazy decisions always benefit from their obsidian mountain in the end.

His own king can go from a crow spirit without any heels to the leading demon king in the Northern Underworld step by step, relying on it, it has never been a crow's mouth......

"The king can't be defeated, and my Obsidian Mountain can't be defeated......"

Knowing that his own king didn't like nonsense, he said concisely: "This is not the North Hell of our clan, we can't afford to lose!"

The Black Sun Demon King pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "Which one was originally planned to be next?"

The demon said without thinking: "Bilian Lake, Xie family." ”

The Black Sun Demon King said again, "Which one is closest to the Tianxing Sect?"

The demon thought for a while and replied, "Two thousand miles to the northeast, the Qianyuan faction." ”

The Black Sun Demon King rubbed his hand on the Chinese Heavenly Painting Halberd, "Of the Lingbei Terran factions, which one is the strongest?"

"Two thousand miles to the northeast, the Qianyuan faction!"

The tone is firm.

Before the words fell, the Black Sun Demon King had already raised his rough Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

In the next breath, the dark and dreary Fang Tianhua carried the power of ten thousand jun and slashed towards the northeast mountain.

"Boom ......"

In the earth-shattering explosion, the hardstone mountain more than 100 zhang high turned into rubble, scattered like hail on the heads of the tens of thousands of Black Yao Demon Army around it.

They stopped, raised their heads and looked at their king suspiciously, as if asking, "What are you doing?"

The Black Sun Demon King lowered his head and slowly swept over the pair of cloudy and confused eyes, and a laughing pattern appeared on his ice-like face, which quickly began to spread, and finally turned into a crazy laugh.

"Hehehe...... Hahaha...... Ahahaha......"

He was really like a madman, laughing unscrupulously and hysterically under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes.

The slightly shrill laughter, echoing back and forth in the silent mountain forest, was as if there were countless madmen laughing together.

Those cloudy eyes slowly turned red in the laughter, and the sound of low, heavy breathing quickly spread like a contagious disease......

"Hahaha...... Where ......" The Black Sun Demon King smiled breathlessly and pointed to the northeast with Fang Tian's halberd, "Haha...... There is the most powerful Terran sect here, you frightened rabbits, dare you follow this king and slaughter there!"

There is no tenderness, no reason, no emotion, only brutal insults and provocations.

If this is left in a certain Terran army, and the main general loses the battle, and dares to speak so unashamedly, those big-headed soldiers should properly teach him what is called mutiny and what is called bombing the camp......

These demon soldiers don't.

They just held their weapons tightly, turned around silently, and walked towards the exploding mountain......

Before he had taken a few steps, he turned into a trot......

After running a certain distance, it becomes a wild run......

The black tide poured like an avalanche towards the northeast.

And the Black Sun Demon King was still standing in the air laughing wildly......

If madness can be regarded as a kind of personality charm, then at this moment, every pore of the Black Sun Demon King is madly exuding this charm!

......

On that day, Qianyuan was broken, and no one survived.

......

Wan Jianheng has become famous!

When Su Bei went out to buy a bun, he could meet ten monks who were talking about Wan Jianheng.

What is eight feet tall and eight feet in waistline......

What a sword came, and ten thousand swords echoed thousands of miles out of the sheath......

What's even more outrageous, what else is out of the body, killing the Black Sun Demon King crying and calling his mother thousands of miles away in one thought......

Everyone said it vividly, with a nose and eyes, and the son of Lao Tie, who was not a neighbor of his uncle's nephew, was a disciple of the Tianxing Sect, and he saw it with his own eyes and told him with his own mouth.

It is that he and Wan Jianheng have been old friends for many years, and he has seen Wan Jianheng display his magical powers more than once.

To tell the truth, if Su Bei hadn't seen Wan Jianheng choked speechless by Liu Qianjun's little white face, he would have almost believed it......

What made him even more speechless was that he was also an elite disciple of the inner sect of the Tianxing Sect, and he actually heard the news of Wan Jianheng's defeat and retreat from the Black Sun Demon King from the mouths of passers-by, and then received the news that the Black Sun Demon King led his army to raid the Tianxing Sect......

And the Qianyuan faction broke the footsteps of the Yue faction, and the news of the broken jade was supposed to alarm the entire Northern Luzhou, but somehow, it was forced down by the news that Wan Jianheng had defeated and retreated from the Black Sun Demon King!

Everyone is talking about Wan Jianheng, worshiping Wan Jianheng, those who have a way are still trying to do everything possible to stuff themselves, or their children and nephews, into the Tianxing Sect, and to be an outer disciple of the Tianxing Sect with the cultivation of the true self!

Su Bei was disturbed by those monks who wanted to follow his path.

No one talked about the Qianyuan faction.

If Su Bei is not mistaken, during the trial of the secret realm of Jiuhuan Mountain the previous time, Gu Liutong seemed to have introduced him that the Qianyuan faction cultivated martial arts, and it was the main sect in the Lingbei cultivation world second only to the Blood Demon Sect, and its strength was several points stronger than their Tianxing faction.

In such an environment, such a gate faction has collapsed, but no one talks about it, as if everyone has made an appointment to forget the Qianyuan faction together.

Su Bei secretly thought about this question for a long time and didn't figure it out, but when he saw that the heat of discussing Wan Jianheng in Fuhuafang City had not faded, he vaguely felt that Wan Jianheng's battle seemed to have changed something......

Ps1: Please forgive me for not being able to update as promised this morning.

Or is it a matter of plot.

After the change for too long, I still remember in addition to some general contexts, the previous small inspirations have been forgotten, and the notes that have been sorted out can not be found.

It wasn't until last night that I spent an all-night putting all the clues and plot together that the book was truly back in my hands.

This book, where the real excitement begins, is about to begin......

Ps2: I wanted to have two more today, but I really can't hold on, I always feel very tired recently, very sleepy, I haven't found the reason, I chatted with friends yesterday, and I came back to my senses...... In the past half a month, I have conceived three books in succession.

It's time to get a good night's sleep and cool down the skill CD......

Good night, brothers and sisters......