readx;? Looking at the hundreds of monks around him who were on guard, the kittens' long hairs stood up. www.biquge.info He slowly spit out the tiger roar knife from his mouth, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, grabbed the knife in the air, and said vaguely: "Okay, Lord Tiger looks like he's going to explain here today." Hmm, little Taoist, where did you come from? What are you doing here to find the generals in the Ming army? Hehe, even if I die, I have to be a ghost, right?" Looking at the monks around him, he laughed: "Are you still afraid of me running?"

said this in his mouth, but he had already made up his mind in his heart that the opportunity was wrong and immediately ran away. With his degree, relying on the power of the Void Spirit Mirror, these most powerful little Taoist priests who have just formed a primordial infant are not in the eyes of the kitten. You must know that he has already formed a demon baby, and he has also been poured by Shui Yuanzi, I don't know how many elixirs, but the mana is extremely profound. What's the shame of running away if you can't beat it? The kitten thought to himself: "If Fengzi was here, he would have run away a long time ago, or if my kitten was bold enough to dare to trap them?" ”

Blood Eagle squinted his eyes and looked at the kitten in the bright moonlight in the sky, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "The head we are looking for as the Acting Sect Master said, the head we are looking for is like a tiger's head, with a six-foot-long purple big knife, and he always likes to call himself Tiger Master or Lao Tzu, and his height is about one zhang and five feet. Why do I feel like this is him?"

The Killing Daoist was a little dumbfounded, looking at the kitten's huge tiger head and muttering, "The Acting Sect Master said that his head looks like a tiger's head, but he didn't say that he has a tiger head? But how could the Acting Sect Master know a Tiger Demon? However, our Acting Sect Master is doing strange things, and that guy has a tiger in it. Could it be that person is really a tiger spirit?"

Lixuezi was too lazy to be wordy, and he had already taken a step forward, and a three-foot-long sword light shot out from his hand, enveloping the kitten's body from afar. He asked coldly: "What's your name? Tell your name so as not to make a mistake! We are the overseas Twin Immortal Sect Sect Leader Dan Jingsheng and Fei Xianzi under the order of our Acting Sect Master Senior Brother Lu to visit a Ming army general named Li Hu to serve under him! Looking at your appearance, it is a little ...... Well. The long knife in your hand is called ......"

The kitten shook its head. Slapped his stomach and shook his body, already regaining his human form. He giggled: "Hehe, are you the people sent by Fengzi? Lao Tzu is Li Hu Niang's knife, isn't this knife a tiger roaring knife? But you are really under the Twin Immortal Sect? Lao Tzu is a little unconvinced! Hehe!" A treacherous glint flashed in his eyes: "Hmm." If you are really sent by Fengzi, then the Tiger Master will let you go for the crime of disrespect to me. If you're not, hehe, even if you know my original form, what if you rely on the Void Spirit Mirror, who can see through my origin? Unless it's the Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Heavenly Realm!"

Seeing that the man stood up, the tiger demon turned into a big black man, and the head was clearly a tiger-headed blood eagle as Lu Feng described, and they immediately believed it. Not much to say. Blood Eagle took out a pure gold token from his hand and threw it to the kitten. The kitten took the token and glanced at the waist card that represented the identity of Lu Feng Jinyiwei. He nodded in a big way. The kitten swallowed the token into his stomach and spit out a suit of armor, and put it on slowly.

"Alas, it's good that you're here. I didn't expect that pair of scattered immortals who took advantage of the fire to rob them really sorted out the overseas? Hmm, did Fengzi go to the East China Sea? Great, very good!" the kitten squinted and smiled, and the strange meaning in his eyes made Blood Eagle and the others shudder. "It's wonderful, I'm worried about how to deal with that group of old Daoists in Wuxuanguan Land, it looks like there are about 400 monks who are not bad......, right?

The kitten roared in a low voice, "Is there anything else besides this token to prove your identity?"

Without saying a word, he took out a black stone carved lotus flower from the Qiankun bag, and after a few mantras, the black lotus slowly rippled out a layer of purple light, trembling slightly like a real flower. Wisps of white light shot out from the lotus stamens, and the inexplicably powerful gravitational pull seemed to suck the soul of the person into it. "The Soul Snatching Lotus Sect Master gave me a talisman weapon. Lixuezi explained coldly.

In the hands of the Blood Eagle and the Killing Daoist, as well as the Ninety-Nine Blood Eagle and the three hundred elite disciples, a magic weapon of the Wu Clan, varying in strength and weakness, was released from those magic weapons, and gently spread out in all directions. The green, blue, and purple shimmer characteristic of the witch magic shrouded the woods.

The kitten finally smiled with satisfaction and said reassuringly: "Okay, there are a few magic weapons in this, I have seen them, well, you can rest assured now." Hehe, even if Fengzi is caught by you, you can get these treasures, but it is rare to know their formulas. And it's impossible for you to get a favor from the water monster in this way. Hahaha, well, don't you follow me into the camp, can you do stealth, right?

The kitten, who was almost a little angry, looked at the Blood Eagle viciously: "You are still the leader of the Ninety-Nine Blood Eagle, but you don't know how to stealth......?" Forget it!I'll take you in!" The kitten muttered a few words vaguely, nothing more than saying, "It turns out that there are people who are stupider than me, and I can use spells, but there are people who can't!"

Seeing a disdainful smile on the kitten's somewhat dumbfounded face, Blood Eagle tightened his teeth and secretly swore that no matter how much effort it spent, he would learn these spells as soon as possible, and besides, he didn't want to be scorned by a tiger spirit who didn't look very smart. He's a blood eagle. Everything must be the strongest and the best.

A gentle wind flew over the camp of the Ming army, and the kitten sneaked into the camp with three hundred and ninety-nine disciples of the Twin Immortal Sect. In the breeze, the Blood Eagle could faintly hear their voices: "We originally wanted to go directly to the camp to find you, General. However, this camp occupies a huge area, and we found the location of the handsome tent, so we were forced to stay in the wilderness in desperation. ”

Early the next morning, no one noticed that hundreds of faces appeared among the kitten's five thousand guards, after all, no one could recognize all five thousand people. A few tents suddenly appeared, a standard Ming army armor, and the kitten's hasty order to attack the city, so that the Blood Eagle and they silently integrated into this chaotic camp. And an inexplicable wildfire. If the roster of the Chinese army's big tent is burned to ashes, no one will be able to find out. After all, the number of soldiers in this large battalion is normal.

The only thing that is strange is that the kitten's guards have a few familiar brothers, they are standing in the queue wearing armor, and their whole body is shaking? Could this armor really be so heavy? Or did they do something that was too physically exhausting last night? Those ill-intentioned soldiers who broke the camp couldn't help but guess in private: "These bastards. It can't be that he was taken out by the tiger master to hunt wild food, right? Tsk, these girls in southern Xinjiang are all thin, short, and dark-skinned, how can they look at them? But maybe they are in a hurry, right? Don't you see that their legs are trembling? It is estimated that they have done it at least thirty times. ”

The blood eagles in the queue were secretly complaining: "Why is this armor so heavy, I knew that I would have to exercise my body well! He had already fallen to the ground.

Looking at the blood eagle fiercely, the kitten who kept laughing strangely let out a crazy roar from his mouth: "Brothers, follow grandpa, I'll rush!" Wielding a tiger's roaring sword, the kitten roared like a chariot and joined the siege brigade with five thousand guards. His ill-intentioned sneer reached the ears of the Blood Eagle: "From today onwards, Lord Tiger will use the discipline of the army to train you, and you have to make me the most elite soldier!

Among the disciples of the Twin Immortal Sect, several people immediately fell to the ground and were trampled by countless pairs of big feet mercilessly. A miserable howl resounded throughout the battlefield and drifted away with the wind. The battlefield was shrouded in a hazy layer of blood.

In the east of the East China Sea, more than 10,000 miles further east from the Hanging Island, the same miserable howl was coming out of the nameless 6 dense forests. Hundreds of tall, armoured men were hunting down the diminutive natives with all sorts of heavy weapons. Those who dared to resist were killed, and blood slowly moistened the fertile soil on the spot. Women and children were kicked away like garbage without mercy, and only the sturdy men, who were slightly taller than their kind, were picked up by the big men and thrown into a huge four-wheeled carriage.

The screaming native men rushed into the carriage in terror, but the edge of the carriage bounced them back with white lights. A dozen strong men in armor who led the group let out a piercing shrill laugh and grinned at the natives who were trembling with terror in the carriage. A strong man laughed loudly: "Don't they know that if they follow us back, they may become noble warriors like us?"

Soon a tribe was destroyed, and the wounded women and children stared blankly at the corpses of the old men who dared to resist, and then at the people who had been caught in the wagon, and let out heart-rending screams. But where did those strong men pay attention to so much, they roared, and several big men grabbed a few wheels that poked out of the side of the carriage, and flew up, and a large group of people and horses flew far away towards the depths of the dense forest.

Four suspended temples surrounded the huge pyramid, and there were almost more than 10,000 strong men wearing various gorgeous full-body armor suspended in the air near and far from the pyramid. Seeing the aborigines, they immediately moved out of the way. He greeted them with a smile. On the steps of the four suspended small pyramids, thousands of strong men also stood in a lively manner, constantly bursting into shrill laughter. Hundreds of people dressed in wide black robes looked similar to those of the fire armor and the others. They were all reddish-brown skinned, with their heads thick and simple, but with a flickering green light in their eyes, flew out of a portal at the base of the pyramid in the middle, suspended high in the air. They didn't speak, their hands pinched all kinds of spiritual tricks, and all kinds of light swept far away towards the carriage, and the natives on the carriage let out a piercing cry, and suddenly more than half of their bodies suddenly exploded and smelled, and the blood plasma spilled down. And the rest of the native men saw such a terrible scene. They were all so frightened that they fainted.

A black-clothed man who led the team shouted a few times and waved his arms a few times, and the strong men in armor who went out to capture the natives suddenly turned gloomy, and looked at the few natives left in the carriage without anger. Several strong men with their faces shrouded in armor came up from afar, took the carriage and sent it to a temple in the air on the right.

The black-robed men nodded. He reprimanded the strong men who were arresting them again, and then flew back to the temple when they came out.

The corridor in the temple is extremely deep and wide, but it is only two zhang high, but it is ten zhang high, which makes people feel almost suffocated. Every fifty zhang away, a gray fluorescent cloud floated in the air, barely bringing a little light to the gloomy corridor, so that people would not hit the wall with their heads. The floor beneath your feet is smooth, while the walls on either side are carved with a myriad of odd, almost hideous patterns. It was coated with a variety of bright paints.

The two sides of the road are broken, and the swarthy portal does not know where it leads. In addition to the man in black who took the lead, he led several subordinates to keep walking along the main road. The other men in black slowly scattered into branches, and they didn't know where they were going.

I walked along the Yongdao for about a quarter of an hour, and the Yongdao went down and down again. After going deeper into the ground for more than two miles, the winding road finally came to an end, revealing a bronze casting gate, and a huge dragon head was actually carved outside the gate, and the two eyes flashed with a dazzling blue light, staring at the bodies of the black-clothed people who walked in. The bronze portal, which is 20 zhang high and 10 zhang wide, and such a huge dragon head adds a majestic and eerie atmosphere to the surroundings.

The Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu stood almost idly on the edge of the portal, and the armor on their bodies already knew where to go, and only a few pieces of cloth were wrapped around their lower bodies, barely blocking their lower yin. Seeing the men in black walking in, the white tiger asked aggressively: "Hehe, they caught a few more unlucky guys today?" I told you a long time ago not to catch too many people, if you catch too many people, in the end, these natives are extinct, where will they choose people?"

Suzaku laughed harshly: "White Tiger, what are you anxious about? These guys are arresting their compatriots, they don't feel sorry for themselves, why are we anxious for them?"

Qinglong let out a heavy cold snort, and White Tiger and Suzaku immediately closed their mouths and took a step back honestly. Qinglong looked at the black-clothed men and nodded, and his right arm slowly pushed open the heavy portal. This gate is half a zhang thick, and it is 20 zhang high and 10 zhang wide, which is extremely amazing. But Qinglong also pushed the door open easily and slowly.

After thanking Qinglong, several black-clothed men slowed down and walked lightly into the portal. The green dragon pursed his mouth, grabbed a beard on the dragon's head, and slowly closed the gate again. It wasn't until the door came out with a 'boom' that Qinglong reprimanded: "You two don't have to beat you up to remember my words?

He lazily leaned against the door and whispered, "I also hate these guys who forget their roots when they get benefits, especially since most of them are subordinates of the Right Saint, and I can't wait to kill them." But in the future, you must not act with them, and if you can not offend them, do not take advantage of those words. Hum. Do you have the ability to run and slaughter the right saint?" At this time, he had been leaning against the wall and drooping his head. Only then did he snore slowly.

Inside the portal was a huge hall, and I didn't know how high it was, and I didn't know how long and wide it was, so I saw in the distance a huge stone pillar with three people hugging each other, and the thickness of the stone pillar stood there like the sky and the earth. As far as the eye could see, it was only a part of the pillars, and there was an unknown length of time on top of it, drowning in darkness. The only source of light in the entire hall was a small purple fluorescent light in the center, and the dim light could not dispel the darkness in the hall at all. On the contrary, it seems to be even darker all around.

Dressed in a black robe, he stood impatiently under the purple light. It was the disgraced Yuan Sage who got a gray face in Kunlun Mountain. He looked straight ahead, and someone in the darkness complained: "Blame me for everything, blame me for everything! If you think I have sacrificed too many subordinates, you can give me a little more master! Look at what kind of bastard you have given me, and there are only a few people who have reached the distraction stage in the middle of the twenty-eight nights? How many people have become Yuan Ying in the astrological phase of Zhou Zhou?"

The muscles on his face were about to twitch to a ball, and he shouted angrily: "Although only a few of the old Daoists in the Kunlun Mountains have approached the virtual realm, they are still distracted. But there are so many of them! There are hundreds of disciples in the Yuan Infant Stage, and I was attacked by the disciples of the Queen Mother of the West, so I lost so badly! If there were more masters under my subordinates, I would have bulldozed the entire Kunlun Mountain a long time ago, where would I get injured and come back?"

Without waiting for the person in the darkness to speak, Yuan Sheng continued to complain: "Look at you, this guy is too partial, and I am not allowed to move the important Dao Gate of the Central Plains, but the guy of the Right Sage, he destroyed the Yiyuan Sect." You're so happy. You gave the few treasures you just refined to the right saint to fool around, but you were reluctant to give me a few real masters. Alas, right, the saint is a bastard. Last time, he actually sent someone to deal with that narcissus, but someone destroyed a heavy treasure, and you didn't reprimand him! But I'm just dead, and if I'm dead, don't you blame me like this with three hundred and sixty plus twenty-eight subordinates?"

A very strange voice finally sounded in the darkness, and as soon as he opened his mouth to look at the hall, it seemed to be slightly distorted, as if his voice had the power to distort this space. "Yuan Sheng, you are becoming more and more disrespectful, is this the attitude you should have when you should talk to me? I trust you immensely, but you like to provoke right and wrong too much, so I gave you such a ban...... It is different from destroying the One Yuan Sect and destroying the Kunlun Sect. ”

"Yiyuan Sect said that he was clean and self-conscious, or that he pretended to be high, he didn't have much contact with the Central Plains Daomen, and destroyed him, did the Central Plains Daomen never receive a rumor? Qingbai let us get so many ancient treasures, so I am happy! However, if you are given enough manpower, you destroy the Kunlun Sect, the Central Plains Daomen is shocked, and the strength of their alliance is something that we can't compete with. Maybe we can hit them hard, but the strength we have accumulated over the years will also be completely destroyed, so we can't attack Kunlun, Zhongnan, and Wutai!"

"Although the Right Sage also wasted a magic weapon that was easy to refine, but it also let us know the true strength of that Shui Yuanzi, but the merit was also overcalculated, and he himself was seriously injured, is it appropriate as a punishment...... But what about you, apart from bringing back a few colorful lotus flowers, you lost three hundred and eighty-eight people at one time! I don't care about people, but the effort it takes to refine those three hundred and eighty-eight sets of battle armor is not easier than the magic weapon that the right saint wasted?" Yuan Sheng said a few words, speechless. The voice continued: "If you want to say that you brought back the Colorful Lotus, this is a great achievement, but how many things did the Right Saint bring back? All the classics of the Yiyuan Sect, countless elixirs, dozens of extremely powerful magic weapons, and only a few people did he lose?...... Why are you here?

The men in black stammered, "Lord Saint Nana, they captured ninety-seven people today, and only thirty-five of them survived after we selected them. According to the previous ratio, it is possible to make about thirteen warriors. According to your orders, they will be added to the twenty-eight generals! But there are still fifteen of them, you ......see."

The Lord Saint said in a deep voice: "It's just that the foundation of the natives of the Great 6 Upper Land is too poor. There is no way to do it. Well, go a little further north to find it, and there are far more people of the self-proclaimed Indians, and there are far more well-qualified people. You go over there. It's okay to secretly destroy a few of their tribes and capture a group of people to come back...... Or is it okay to go and arrest a few people on their side last time, but don't attract the attention of the so-called Bright See...... In any case, the lost manpower must be replenished as soon as possible, and the scale must be increased tenfold or even hundredfold, so go ahead and act!"

Several men in black knelt respectfully on the ground. After stretching out his hands in front of his body as hard as he could, he bowed vigorously. Only then did he crawl backwards on his knees, stood up, and walked away slowly.

Yuan Sheng looked bored, looked up to the sky, yawned, and said lazily: "Okay, you are already replenishing the twenty-eight generals who don't have any combat effectiveness." Well, I beg you, Lord. Please, give me a few really powerful masters!, just like the Green Dragon and White Tiger!" His eyes suddenly rolled, and a blue light shot out far away, and he shouted angrily: "I heard that long-tongued man from Suzaku said that you ordered that they were not allowed to wield ten percent of their power in the Central Plains, so they have been using fifty percent of their mana to help me do things, right?"

The Lord Saint was silent for a long time, and then said lightly: "Yes, they are also cultivating magic skills, although they are from the Central Plains. It will not be attacked by the Kyushu Enchantment, but the demonic energy that is too powerful will attract the attention of the Central Plains Daomen. So I can get them to go all out. ”

Yuan Sheng took a few steps forward and said with an indecent smile on his face: "Alas, look at how you can do this? Doesn't this put me in danger? What else do you say Qinglong, the four of them are my bodyguards, but where are the bodyguards who don't go all out to fight? You lifted this ban! I don't have much to do, I took them to Yangzhou to visit the kiln, alas, I went to Yangzhou to appease those talented beauties in the Qinglou. ”

He said with a smile on his face: "Oh, the merry gentleman, the beautiful woman, plus the gold in my pocket, handsome and chic, will definitely make those beauties ripple in the heart, I won't marry!" He squinted his eyes and laughed, and the ** smile was so similar to Lu Feng's smile at some times.

The Lord Saint thought for a long time, and then asked in a very cautious tone: "Are you sure you will? No longer compete with the Right Saint for power and profit? Will you honestly stay in the Central Plains and not provoke those people from the Central Plains Daomen?...... Are you going to go to the court of the Ming Dynasty to be an official like that Lu Feng? You and I are really not at ease. ”

Yuan Sheng scolded angrily: "Lord Sage, what are you *** talking about? In short, you either agree to a word, or I will stay here all day long, and you don't finish talking to you, what should you do! The two lackeys of the Right Sage and the Left Sage are afraid of you, and I Yuan Sage didn't take you to heart. If you provoke me, I won't let you eat and walk around!" With a sonorous sound, a blue long sword appeared in Yuan Sheng's hand, he put the blade across his neck, and said grimly: "I don't do anything, just wipe my neck every day and play, cut ten times a day, I see how you still retreat and cultivate!"

The Lord Saint was silent for a long time, and after a long time, Yuan Sheng felt that his hands were a little sore, and then he sighed helplessly: "Hello...... I heard Qinglong say that those Lu Feng who are most cared for by you seem to be the virtue you have just shown? I finally understand why a little monk who has not been trained by Yuan Ying is so favored by you...... Yuan Sheng, you bastard thing is simply the same as him. You're mad at me. The Lord also knew where to speak, and his words burst out with a series of angry curses.

Yuan Sheng squinted his eyes and laughed cheaply: "Don't say so much nonsense, in a word, do you promise or not? I really cut my neck? Hmm? You won't feel good if I cut my neck? You will always have a little bit of guilt and regret? I tell you the truth, I will never fight with the right saint for this and that, as long as he doesn't provoke the monk Daoyan and doesn't destroy the plan I made, whatever he does! Hehe, I'm really soaked in Yangzhou or Suzhou, Hangzhou, in short, I will live in the Qinglou and not come out, okay?"

In the darkness, the two black eyes emitted an extremely bright black light. Although there was darkness there, the black light emitted by those two eyes was so weird, it made people feel that the two black eyes were so directly projected into their hearts. Circles of strange air currents surged towards those two eyes, as if they were black holes, two black holes that could devour everything.

"Who else do you want besides the four of them, Qinglong? I know your conditions won't be so simple. "The Lord Saint seems to have succumbed to the scoundrels of the Yuan Saint.

Yuan Sheng laughed, threw the long sword in his hand on the ground, and said quickly: "My request is not too much, since I am going to the Central Plains to supervise the monk Daoyan and them to complete my plan, then well, there must be a group of masters by your side, right?" 'Nightmare Demon Guard' 300 people, as long as 300 people are enough, you must be the 300 people at the beginning of the first number, that is, the 300 people who have the deepest Taoism." You can't fool me with people who have only joined in the last few hundred years!"