Xiaoyue Mansion, there is also an old man who came to pay tribute with Wan Yan Min, who looks extremely ordinary and ordinary, but no one knows that it is this seemingly ordinary old man who will uncover what a magnificent dispute will be.

The rulers of the Liao Dynasty had long demanded tribute from the Jurchens and preyed on the local people. Since the reign of Yelu Hongji of the Liao Daozong, the Jurchen tribes have been exploited even more, and the people have been miserable for a while.

Ouyang Bo was ambitious, and he had long had the intention of interfering in the surrounding countries, and many years ago, he found his own agent among the Jurchens, and that was his eldest disciple Wan Yan Min.

The people of Xiaoyue Mansion are still arrogant, and they are extremely contemptuous of these guests from the Black Water Spirit, and after Yan Min sent the tribute, he was sent to a side courtyard, and the desire to see the god of war of the Great Liao Protector seemed to be a little out of reach, but he didn't care at all.

"Master, is there any news from the young master?" After drinking back everyone, Wan Yanmin smiled respectfully at the old man.

This old man is none other than Ouyang Bo, and he smiled faintly: "Zun'er is a fledgling, maybe a little playful!"

Wan Yan Min thought of the young master's martial arts cultivation, and nodded: "That's right, not to mention that there are skeleton elders following, by the way, master, hasn't the ice and snow witch been refined yet?"

Ouyang Bo's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness: "The Ice and Snow Witch has already followed Zun'er, just a woman, not to mention that she is still a living dead, how is the development of the Black Flag Army under your command?"

Wan Yanmin knew that the other party had seen his thoughts, and he sneered in his heart, but his face was respectful: "The Jurchen tribes have begun to unite ......."

"You have to speed up, as soon as the matter on the wolf god's side is over, the division will meet with that friend of the Great Song Dynasty, when the time comes, you have to seize the opportunity, the Black Flag Army swept through the Eight Desolations, and it depends on you, and the departments that do not want to surrender will be killed!"

Wan Yanmin's heart trembled, and he said in his heart, if you old things die together, then it would be good. It's just that when I think of the death puppet army in the hands of this person in front of me, this wish is a little unrealistic.

At the same time, the Heavenly Wolf Pavilion of the Howling Moon Mansion.

"Pavilion Lord Zhao has come from afar, congratulations!" the black-robed wolf god smiled at the woman in front of him with a wine bottle.

If the emperor died here, he would be very surprised, this woman was actually the predecessor of Mingyue Tower who had treated his eyes. But he didn't know that this woman had another identity, that is, the pavilion master of the Great Song Lingyan Pavilion, who was a county lord in his early years.

"Ouyang Bo is already crazy, if he continues to make trouble, the whole world will be in chaos!" the woman took a shallow sip and said lightly.

"You Taoists say, look at the mountains not the mountains, and look at the water not the water. The old man said, if you don't enter this mountain, how can you know the true face of this mountain? Maybe Brother Ouyang can really reach that realm!"

"Perhaps, but you Da Liao will go to the funeral, and so will my Da Song!" the woman from Mingyue Tower said coldly.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are dogs. Maybe that's why we've been stuck in this step for a long time. Although that Ouyang brother is different and does not conspire, he is much more chic than you and me......" The wolf god sighed.

Martial artists in the world, it is rare to reach their realm, and it is the desire of all of them to pursue a higher realm, but for hundreds of years, it seems that no one has ever been able to do this, and the legends handed down by the predecessors are becoming more and more like myths.

"That friend from the Shaolin Temple didn't come as promised!" the wolf god sighed again.

Zhao Ge said: "Some things happened unfortunately, that person has already sat in the Zen pass, I don't know what year and month it will be able to come out, maybe it will be lost......"

When the wolf god heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Seal the customs and sit in meditation, has something happened?"

Pavilion Master Zhao seemed to have remembered something, and the corners of his mouth tapped, revealing a trace of the strangeness of a child, and he looked at the wolf god in a daze. Then he said slowly: "Gusu Murong's family was wiped out?"

"......" wolf god: "With you, they can't make any big waves...... I just don't know who dares to risk the world's condemnation and pull out this thorn in your side for you!"

Zhao Pavilion Master Ran: "It's a very interesting little friend......

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The Sacred Fire Immortal Pool is bustling with activity these days, with a steady stream of Uighur nobles visiting them, and Hestia has just finished a busy day of meetings, dragging his tired body and mind back to the cave and looking into the depths of the cave. Since she was sensible, she has been inspired to revitalize Zoroastrianism, and now it is also the beginning of its appearance, if it is in the past, she is busy and tired, and her heart is excited. But now, her whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and she was only worried about the person in the depths of the cave.

The emperor who was in retreat woke up and suddenly sneezed, but he didn't expect that in the dead of night, someone would be so worried about himself.

As the apologetic practice of Tantra, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong is naturally a peerless martial art. Thirteen layers of exercises, each layer of practice, there will be a qualitative leap. When he reaches the ninth layer, he can already be called a top master, and when he reaches the thirteenth layer, he is definitely an invincible mythical figure in the world.

In the impression of Huang Fu Yan, it seems that only the Golden Wheel Dharma King in the Divine Condor has cultivated to the tenth layer, and he is already a first-class figure in the rivers and lakes, comparable to the Central Plains Five Absolute and others. I didn't doubt the power of being able to cultivate to the thirteenth layer. It's a pity that the masters of the Esoteric Sect in the past generations, no matter how talented they are, have not cultivated to this point.

No matter how conceited he is, he will not be confident that he can reach that step without effort, but now that he feels the explosive power of his body, he is distracted for a while, and in just a few days of retreat, he has actually cultivated this extremely difficult kung fu to the twelfth level, which is simply incredible.

But he didn't know that this martial art, which is based on cultivating physical strength, pays the most attention to accumulation, and each layer of breakthroughs requires years of accumulation, if the first layer takes two years, and the second layer takes four years, then, and so on, normally, exponential growth, to the last layer, it will take thousands of years.

Although Huangfu Yan's own qualifications are good, it is impossible for him to be so evil that he can cultivate the dragon elephant in one step. He was now able to cultivate this divine skill to the twelfth level without any pressure, but it was his own accumulation.

Not to mention that his own cultivation of Xuanwu Zhen is a first-class authentic Xuanmen health regimen, which is unique to the forging of the human body, but the raw milk of the blue sea tide that he has devoured has endless miracles, although his body has never been specially forged, but under the subtle influence of such heavenly and earthly treasures, it has long surpassed ordinary people too much. At this time, as soon as this dragon elephant is cultivated, the accumulation that has not yet had time to exert itself will naturally be thin.

Moreover, the giant python he killed with Xiao Xuanwu before, almost all of his essence was in his pocket, but he didn't know it. Although that meat ball is not a demon beast Neidan, its effect is almost the same. Similar to that poison sac, this ball of flesh is the essence of the essence of heaven and earth that the giant python has absorbed for countless years.

However, when he exhausted the accumulation of this body, he would also fall into a situation similar to everyone else, that is, no matter how much he devoted himself to cultivation, this dragon elephant Prajna Gong could not get any closer.

A few days later, the radiant Emperor Fu walked out of the cave.

The helm of the Holy Fire Cult has been turned upside down these days. Before the cave, an imposing attic had been preliminarily built.

Huang Fu didn't know how long he had been in retreat, but when he saw the prosperity in front of him, he was temporarily relieved. Ouyang Bo seemed to be too confident, and he still didn't know what was happening here.

At dusk, three fast horses galloped over, but they brought Ouyang Bo's news over. In fact, at this time, Ouyang Bo, who was accustomed to strategizing, seemed to be facing the most severe moment in his life.

The once prosperous mansion was in a mess at this time, and one by one the black-clothed masked people suddenly came out, making everyone in the Xiaoyue Mansion almost think they were dreaming. After the initial mess, this secret agency, which had maintained the stability of Daliao for a hundred years, finally revealed his hideousness. The emaciated camels were bigger than the horses, and they were even better than the hastily formed Black Flag Army of the Jurchens.

However, everyone knows that the final result of this mutation still depends on the battle situation of the three people over there.

Ouyang Bo smiled bitterly: "It's the old man who underestimated the heroes of the world!" He never thought that the two parties who had always been hostile would secretly collude to deal with him, looking at the silent wolf god and the Lingyan Pavilion master in the distance, after the initial surprise, he reined in his mind. "That's fine!" he thought arrogantly.

Only the wolf god and the pavilion master know that this person does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

According to their plan, there should be a Shaolin monk to help, but because of the existence of the variable of Huangfu's death, all this is empty talk.

It is often in this inadvertent moment that history is changed.

The butterflies of the Amazon have danced, and this river and lake will no longer be as the emperor imagined, it seems that with this seemingly inconsequential change, his memory of thinking that he was a prophet has also begun to become plausible.

A night of war passed in a flash.

The first heavy rain of the year came quietly, and Ouyang Bo and the three of them stood in the rain in a corner, not a piece of rain was wet, like the battle of such masters, just like a master game, all of them were extremely cautious, and every move involved life and death.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, the emperor was also rushing in the rain.

There is a wolf god sitting in the Xiaoyue Mansion is not a tiger's den in Longtan, the master is like a cloud, within a radius of dozens of miles, I am afraid that the birds will not be able to hide, and the three secret talks can get the news of the chaos, which shows that the situation is extremely serious. He wanted to intervene in this matter before Ouyang Bo succeeded. Only in this way can there be a trace of certainty of killing the other party.

A night passed, and with the addition of many soul refining puppets, the Black Flag Army, under the leadership of Wan Yan Min, had come from behind and defeated the wolf god's men. Ouyang Bo looked at the indifferent wolf god, and the more he sneered in his heart. The existence of the soul refining puppet was too secretive, neither the wolf god nor the pavilion master knew that Ouyang Bo seemed to be playing with them, but in fact he was just waiting for the opportunity to strike in one fell swoop.

The thoughtful Zhao Pavilion Master noticed Ouyang Bo's expression and was slightly stunned, and then saw a broken wall behind the wolf god, and I don't know when there was an extra nun in red, but because she was covered with a mask, she couldn't see her appearance clearly. Knowing that something was wrong, he sent a message to remind the wolf god.

The wolf god heard it so strangely that he turned his head and almost blurted out a scream!

After a long time, he said, "Who is this woman?"

Ouyang Bo Senran said: "What, old friend back then, don't you remember?" As he spoke, he saw the nun suddenly take off her mask.

The wolf god looked sluggish: "She's not a human, she's a demon...... Still a ghost......"

Pavilion Lord Zhao's eyes also shrank: "Tianxiang Goddess!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the nun suddenly shoot at the wolf god.

Almost at the same time, Ouyang Bo also made a move towards Pavilion Master Zhao. That day, the Goddess of Xiang was Murong Xihua's master, after being killed by Ouyang Bo that year, because of the strength of her spiritual power, she actually did not die, after being refined into a puppet by Ouyang Bo, although she lost the cultivation of the Eight Desolation Demon Sounds, but this body was a heavy cultivation of the inner family's mental method, and her achievements were extremely high.

The two wolf gods are both highly talented, and as soon as they fought, they discovered the strangeness of this puppet, and then looked at the constant strange roar in Ouyang Bo's mouth over there, who didn't know that the Tianxiang Goddess was controlled by Ouyang Bo.

"Ouyang Bo, what exactly did you do to her?" the wolf god avoided the Tianxiang Divine Maiden's palm, and said angrily.

Ouyang Bo and Pavilion Master Zhao fought each other, shook him back, and said with a smile: "Why, you really had a lot of relationship back then, and the rumors are not all groundless!"

"Looking for death, I'll fight with you......" The wolf god was furious, but the Tianxiang Divine Maiden, who had already turned into a bloody witch, had already surpassed her strength back then, and was no worse than the wolf god.

The two fought in one place, and they couldn't get out at all.

Pavilion Master Zhao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, his body was shaking slightly, and his cheeks were as white as gold paper. If it is said that the wolf god was the suitor of the Tianxiang goddess back then, then this Zhao Pavilion Lord is the intimate best friend of the Tianxiang goddess. This time, the two were able to put the hatred of their family and country aground and join forces to fight the enemy, thanks to the relationship between the goddess of Tianxiang back then.

Ouyang Bo was fighting against the master of Zhao Ge, and said playfully: "Wolf God, give you a suggestion, belong to the old man, the old man can let you and this nun stay and fly together...... Haha!"

Pavilion Master Zhao suddenly shook his body and forced him to eight feet in front of the Blood Demon Witch, and his body was astonishingly fast. The Blood Demon Witch instinctively waved her palm, and the Zhao Pavilion Lord raised her palm to greet her. There was a "bang", the palms struck, and each side took a big step back. Pavilion Master Zhao was shocked, he didn't expect this strange sister to have such skills, not much worse than her.

Trembling said to the wolf god: "Didn't you bury Tianxiang back then?"

The wolf god also looked like a ghost: "Yes, but ......"

As he spoke, both of them glanced at each other, and saw the horror in their eyes. At the same time, the Black Flag Army, which had already begun to wrap up, also surrounded everyone.

The wolf god and the Zhao Pavilion Lord turned to look, and suddenly saw many "old friends" again. (To be continued.) )