"Ang!" In the dark, there was a dragon roar, and all the Mongolians in Yuanmeng seemed to feel something, and their expressions changed more or less, and even many people looked directly in the direction of Dadu.

The capital of Yuanmeng, most of the sky, a coil here, overlooking the whole country's 100-meter golden luck dragon body fell, was cut by the supreme strong with the magic of the magic weapon, the invisible luck dragon scales, dragon blood sprinkled, dissipated in the heaven and earth.

At the same time, the Yuanmeng Palace.

In the Jinluan Palace, the Yuan Emperor's high dragon chair suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma, and the hundred officials of the Manchu Dynasty were suddenly in chaos, as if they had lost their backbone, and for a while, I didn't know what to do.

Although Emperor Yuan fell because of the luck of the golden dragon, he was eaten by luck, and he died unknowingly.

But Liu Bowen, who slashed the golden dragon of luck, was not happy.

"Poof!" At the moment when the golden dragon of Yuanmeng's luck fell, Liu Bowen also suffered a certain degree of luck rebound because of the sword slash luck, and vomited blood and was injured.

After all, the luck is ethereal, formless and colorless, but it is real, mysterious and mysterious, indescribable, with unpredictable divine power, infinite use, and one of the most wonderful mysterious powers in heaven and earth.

Therefore, attacking this almost ethereal power, even if Liu Bowen has the method of cutting luck, he has to take a huge risk.

To put it simply, when attacked, although the golden dragon has no intelligence, it has instinct, out of instinct it will resist, because the luck is incomparably ethereal, mysterious and extraordinary, even if it wears the divine gold armor, it is useless, it cannot be stopped, and this power of resistance must be borne by Liu Bowen himself.

You don't see that in the myth of the flood and famine, even the saints who are high up and are known as immortal and immortal are seriously injured by the backlash of luck!

The mystery of luck and the strength of it can be seen.

So when he couldn't resist, Liu Bowen was injured, vomited blood, and his qi was sluggish, and he was directly hit hard.

Fortunately, Mingjiao has laid down the Yuan and Mongolia countries, nearly half of the country, which has made the national fortunes of the Yuan and Mongolia countries plummet, from the original more than 200 meters of luck golden dragon, reduced to more than 100 meters, plus Liu Bowen had the foresight to borrow the sword of the royal road from Li Bing early.

With the subtlety of the Heavenly Sword, he slashed the Golden Dragon of Qi Luck strongly and quickly, minimizing the danger.

Otherwise, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Yuanmeng Kingdom is one of the three major countries in Kyushu no matter how it is said, even if its national fortunes fall to the bottom, it is not something that he, a mere literati in the realm of the palace realm, can cut off.

Not to mention slashing the Golden Dragon, it is estimated that if you attack a little, you will be attacked by the Golden Dragon of Luck Crazy, and you will die directly.

But fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes, although he vomited blood and was seriously injured, but all this was successful.

With the fall of the golden dragon body of luck, within a few days, the luck of Mongolia will definitely collapse, and the Ming Sect will be a big event!

"Let's go!" Liu Bowen covered his lips with his palms, blood trickled from his hands, his black eyes flashed with fine light and looked at the Yuanmeng Palace below, and after a few breaths, he turned around and flew away.

Although the rule of Yuan and Mongolia was brutal and unkind, but to be able to conquer such a large territory, there are still real people who do not delete it.

I saw that not long after Liu Bowen left, Yuan Meng's national teacher heard that Emperor Yuan suddenly fell into a coma, and hurriedly rushed into the palace to check.

"Ahh......h

The adventure of the Yuan and Mongolian national teachers had occasional encounters, and he was fortunate to learn the ancient method of observing qi, and recognized at a glance what the situation of the Yuan Emperor was, and he immediately used the secret technique to sense the golden dragon of national fortune, and found that the golden dragon of luck was really beheaded, and suddenly a Buddha was born, and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

......

Time passes, night falls, the stars are dotted, twinkling divine light, and a round of pure silver moon hangs high in the night, ruling the stars, incomparably outstanding.

The earth is boundless, vast and boundless, the majestic mountains in the distance are endless, blending into the sky, the mountains are like dragons, stretching for thousands of miles, at the end of the horizon, there is a majestic pass, looking from afar like a giant standing.

Under the city of Xiongguan, the mountains and rivers are broken, the broken arms and limbs, the corpses are mountains, the blood is like a river, the blood is drifting, a broken big knife, a notched iron sword, and the bent Tiege is lying quietly on the ground, stained with a large area of dried blood, telling the tragic battle not long ago.

"Alas, war ......" Li Bing stood at the head of the city with thousands of holes, his eyes shining with a sad expression.

Today, he took the lead in the soldiers, and the morale of the Ming Sect soared, and he once again captured Yuanmeng, a "difficult to defend and difficult to attack" Xiongguan Danger, and then overthrew the rule of the brutal Yuanmeng, which is almost just around the corner.

But looking at the scene below, all the corpses lying on the ground coldly, his heart couldn't be happy, on the contrary, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and his face was full of sadness.

The Blue Winged Bat King, the White-eyed Eagle King, the Right Envoy of Light, and even the other Ming Sect people on the side also had gloomy expressions when they saw this, and a sad aura permeated.

No one likes war, because when war starts, it means bloodshed, and you may die, but ...... They have no choice, if they don't fight, how can they save more compatriots who are ruled by tyrants?

Do you rely on a mouth, or do you rely on the so-called Confucian Confucianism to influence the Mongols with benevolence? Or do you rely on Buddhism to convert the Mongols?

Don't be funny, okay!

If these things work, will the world still need to fight! Will anyone die because of war?

So, what is Confucianism's benevolence, Buddhism's incarnation of the world...... It's all.

If you want to control your life and death, and control your own destiny, you can only use war, use the soldiers in your hands, use the blood in your body, and have tears in your eyes...... Only with the power in your hands can you firmly control your "life" in your own hands.

"Hum!" At this moment, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared, without the slightest warning, as if it were a ghost.

"Huh?" Li Bing raised his eyebrows, clenched the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, the knife knew the master's intentions, and the blade flashed with a cold blue light.

"Who?" The black shadow appeared, silent, weird and abnormal, the Blue Winged Bat King, the White Eyebrow Eagle King, the Right Envoy of Light and other Mingjiao cultists were vigilant, and some Mingjiao sect members even took up arms.

"It's me...... Ahem. At this time, the black shadow showed his face, coughing non-stop, and his breath was sluggish, it was Liu Bowen who rushed back from Dadu.

"Whew!" Seeing that it was Liu Bowen, everyone in the Ming Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be military, it scared me, I thought it was an assassin!" As he spoke, the Blue Winged Bat King slapped Liu Bowen with his big hand.

"Poof!" Being slapped by Wei Yixiao, Liu Bowen couldn't help his injuries anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his figure fell directly to the ground.

I'll go!

"Well, the military won't, I don't use any strength, you are a master of the palace realm, how can you be injured by my gentle slap, don't pretend to be dead, I don't have the money to be blackmailed by you!" Seeing Liu Bowen fall to the ground suddenly, Wei Yixiao was taken aback, and then a Liu Bowen was acting, and laughed.

Everyone on the side also liked to see it, but no one helped Liu Bowen up, after all, they all knew that Liu Bowen was the number one master of the Ming Sect, and the super literati of the realm of the Destiny Palace, how could he be slapped by Wei Yixiao and vomited blood.

Therefore, their thoughts were similar to Wei Yixiao, but they thought that Liu Bowen was pretending to be dead and enlivening the atmosphere.

Liu Bowen: "......" I have a sentence that MMP must say.

"Not true. Suddenly, Li Bing seemed to feel something, frowned, squatted down suddenly, and a stream of true qi entered Liu Bowen's body, and found that he was seriously injured.

So, Li Bing hurriedly helped him up, transported his true qi, and healed him.

"Wouldn't it, is it really hurt?" everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

When did the realm of the Destiny Palace become so crispy? Even Wei Yixiao couldn't stand a slap without using his true qi.

Or is it that Wei Yixiao has had some adventures recently, and his skills have increased greatly?

All of a sudden, the eyes of everyone in the Ming Sect swept towards Wei Yixiao.

In fact, Wei Yixiao's face also had a big stunned word written on his face, Nima! What is the situation! When did Lao Tzu have the strength to slap the life palace realm out of, phew, and blood?

"Military, are you alright?" An hour later, with the help of Li Bing, Liu Bowen's originally pale face slowly changed, no longer as scary as before, almost bloodless.

"It's much better, thank you to the sect leader for healing his subordinates. Liu Bowen staggered to his feet and thanked him.

"It's a trivial matter, there is no need to be polite, the military is my wise trust, and I can't have an accident. Li Bing waved his hand, signaling Liu Bowen not to be polite.

"Why did the military suffer such injuries?" asked Li Bing puzzled.

Since Liu Bowen was not sure that he would definitely cut off the Yuanmeng Qi Luck Golden Dragon, this matter was reported, so Li Bing and even the Quanming Sect did not know.

"Ahem, it's okay, it's just the golden dragon of the luck of the Yuan Mengguo. Liu Bowen coughed and said, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if to say "Have you eaten".

Li Bing: "......"

Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled: "......"

Right Messenger of Light: "......"

White-browed Eagle King: "......"

Mingjiao congregation: "......"

It's okay, it's just the luck golden dragon of the Yuan Mengguo?

Nima holds the grass, is this still called?

Can we not pretend to be forced? We are still friends.