successfully slaughtered a barbarian village, but the loss of Beqi and his party was also amazing.

Not to mention the slain guards, the Flame Monarch was seriously injured in both hands, and at least thirty percent of his combat power was abolished. The old boy demon's spine was shattered, and without the legendary rare elixir to connect the bones and continue the veins, he would be a cripple in his life.

As for Liu Suifeng, he lay on the ground, his hands clutched his lower body, his face turned white in pain, and white foam continued to spurt out from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were so painful that they almost jumped out of their sockets, the veins on his neck were jumping, and his hands were red with blood.

"How is this so? How can this be? How can this be? No, no, I would rather break a leg than be abolished like this!" Liu Suifeng trembled in pain, and his mouth was still turning upside down and muttering: "Lord Yan, Lord Yan does not return, save me, save me, what elixir can be broken and reborn, save me!"

Yan Bugui kept a straight face and didn't say a word.

Rebirth of severed limbs? This legendary elixir may be there, right? But even if there is, it is not something that he can get his hands on as a big leader of the Wind Patrol Division. Even if he had it on his hand, he would use it for Liu Suifeng to regrow that place?

Beg walked up with his hands behind his back and smiled. He probed his head to look at Liu Suifeng's injured part, and suddenly sighed: "Lord Yan, after this mission is completed, you must help Liu Junhou say a few good words." In the palace of the Great Yan Dynasty, if there is still a shortage of manpower, let Liu Junhou go in and take up his post, right?"

Yan Bugui's face twitched strangely, he gritted his teeth, and turned his head to look at his subordinates who were searching around the village.

Liu Suifeng's eyes turned green with anger, he gritted his teeth and looked at Beggar, and roared: "Don't beg, I swear, I must kill you, definitely!"

Beg was like a frightened rabbit, and jumped to Yan Bugui's side. He grinned and pointed at Liu Suifeng and shouted: "Liu Junhou, now we are all following Lord Yan to carry out military affairs, don't come nonsense! According to the military law of the Great Yan Dynasty, what is the crime of attacking and killing Pao Ze in the army?"

Yan Bugui replied coldly: "According to the law of the Great Yan Army, attack and kill the robe, kill, the title of the clansman, and demote it by one level!" Liu Suifeng immediately closed his mouth, he looked at Beg with resentment, and his hands suddenly became fierce. As a result, he almost clawed his lower body to pieces, and he howled in pain again.

Glancing at Liu Suifeng coldly, Yan Bugui said in a deep voice: "The Flame Monarch led the other guards to continue to move forward with me. Leave two people to take care of Liu Junhou and the old boy demon. If you are bold, stay in this village and wait for us, and if you are timid, go out of the mountain yourself!"

Liu Suifeng's body was shocked, and he looked at Yan Bugui blankly.

Just leave two guards to take care of yourself and the old boy demon? Stay in this barbarian village? What if someone from another barbarian village comes to the door? What should I do if there are any fierce beasts and poisonous insects? Staying here is very risky! But let them just go out of the mountain like this? Just four people, Liu Suifeng has no confidence to go out at all!

Yan Bugui didn't pay attention to what Liu Suifeng thought in his heart, he gave his own order and gathered everyone. His seven subordinates found a few extremely thin animal skins from the largest wooden house in the village, and they were densely packed with unknown things, and Yan Bugui carefully rolled up a few animal skins like a treasure, and sealed them away with a copper pipe made of earth and fire triad copper.

Earth-fire three-in-one copper is an alloy made of red copper, purple gold, and silver pith smelted with earth-fire magma, which is light but extremely tough and can withstand high temperatures. The brass pipe of this quality is a special instrument for the personnel of the Wind Patrol Division to keep various important documents.

Lu Chengfeng watched thoughtfully as Yan Bugui carefully stuffed the brass pipe into the brocade bag around his waist, the inconspicuous black fist-sized brocade bag was actually a storage magic weapon. Putting away the skins so carefully, it was clear that the contents of the skins were very valuable.

After sweeping the village thoroughly, Yan Bugui gave an order, and they continued to advance towards the depths of the mountain forest.

A guard was left behind in a ruined village to look after an old boy demon with a shattered spine. Liu, who was badly injured in the lower body, bandaged the wound with the wind, and let the two guards carry him on a stretcher with a door panel, and staggered to follow the group. In Liu Suifeng's words, as long as he can still walk, he must follow Yan Bugui to make meritorious contributions to the Great Yan Dynasty and die!

On the way back, Beg kept circling around Liu with the wind, and his subtle gaze did not leave his bloodstained lower body. Liu Suifeng was angry in his heart, but he was hit hard in his lower body for a while, where was he still in the mood to fight with Don't Beg?

Along the way, the team led by Yan Bugui swept thirteen barbarian villages on the road in a row. The population of these small villages is not large, and the largest one is more than 600 people. Except for the four villages where there were masters like Beast Martial Arts, the other villages were ordinary barbarian warriors, and under the violent blows of Beggar, all the villages went down in one fell without exerting any effort.

On several occasions, the team led by Yan Bugui met with two other teams of men, and the two sides also cooperated to destroy several barbarian villages, and then hurriedly separated. Don't beg secretly calculated that the five roads of people and horses basically spread out in a straight line, exterminating all the barbarian villages along the way.

After seven more days of marching, the group finally came to the deepest part of Mengshan Mountain.

The crowd, who had become almost like savages, panted out of the jungle, and in front of them was a blue lake.

The round lake is as flat as a mirror, with a diameter of about 100 miles. In the depths of Mengshan, there is such a big lake, even Zhang Hu, who has been in and out of Mengshan countless times to hunt barbarians, can't help but be amazed. There are dozens of reefs and islets jutting out of the water, and flocks of white waterfowl glide across the water, reflecting gracefully in the crystal clear water.

Across this big lake, is a green mountain rising from the ground, the mountain is thousands of meters high, a large number of caves have been dug below the mountainside, there is the same plank road between the caves and the caves, and a large number of barbarians are going in and out of the caves. There is the largest cave in the middle, the diameter of the cave is about 100 zhang, and a large amount of smoke is constantly gushing out of it.

"When you get here, be careful. We walked around the lake and joined the rest of the people at the foot of that mountain. Yan Bugui pinched his fingers and calculated the time, nodded with satisfaction: "The time is just in time, that is, tomorrow night, these barbarians will have a ceremony, which is their ceremony to sacrifice to the gods." We're going to snatch a few black sè steles during the ceremony!"

Yan Bugui's gaze was like a knife, and he glanced at everyone fiercely: "At all costs, those stone tablets must be snatched." We may only have one chance. After this ceremony, these steles will be sent to another large barbarian tribe in the depths of Mengshan for worship, and it will be at least sixty years before returning to this tribe. Our current strength is not enough to march into the Mengshan Mountains again. ”

Zhang Hu opened his mouth and coughed before he mustered up the courage to ask, "But my lord, this is already the deepest part of Mengshan Mountain." ”

Yan Bugui glanced at Zhang Hu and sighed heavily: "I led eighty brothers into here, and it took two years to find out the general situation of Mengshan. Where we are now can only be regarded as the edge of Mengshan Mountain. Mengshan near Xiaomengcheng is just a branch of the real Mengshan. Your so-called deep penetration into Mengshan is far worse than ours. ”

Zhang Hu swallowed a mouthful of foam and was silent.

Don't beg to listen to Yan Bugui's words, and only feel that his scalp is fried. The Mengshan Mountain in a radius of thousands of miles near Xiaomengcheng is just a branch of the real Mengshan Mountain? How big is this Mengshan Mountain?

Yan didn't return and ignored them, and led the group along the beach by the lake all the way, and when it was dark, they came to a dense jungle. Four other teams have already arrived. Don't beg secretly counted it, and all the people of the Wind Patrol Division who were dressed the same as Yan Bugui were now only forty-three. In two years, they lost 37 people in this mountain forest.

I don't know what the strength of the other Wind Patrol Divisions is. If they were all beast warriors like Yan Bugui, this loss would be really amazing. The beast martial arts in those barbarian villages were able to injure congenital fetal level cultivators, which showed how strong the beast martial arts were.

Unlike Beggar's team, the other four teams lost fewer people, and only the guards around Liu Suifeng suffered extremely heavy losses. Now the five teams are combined, and there are more than 800 people, and Liu Suifeng's guards account for about half of the lost manpower.

The brigade hid in the mountains and forests, and time passed quickly.

At dusk the next day, a few miles away from the lake, there was a dull sound of trumpets and iron drums.

Yan Bugui, who was lying under a big tree and was pretending to sleep, jumped up, he pointed to a few people, and motioned for them to follow him, Bei Qi and Lu Chengfeng were in the ranks. A few people cautiously crossed the jungle and came to the beach near the lake, where they hid themselves by a small patch of trees.

The beach was flat and there were no obstacles, and everyone could see clearly, and from a cave at the foot of the mountain, a large group of barbarians poured out with solemn expressions. Walking in the front are a few old barbarians who are as old as skeletons, with poisonous snakes wrapped around their necks and poisonous insects hanging on their ears, naked bodies, holding bone knives, jade knives and other sacrificial weapons.

Almost ten thousand barbarians came out of the cave, and they followed the old barbarians all the way to the lake, forming a semicircle on a vast sandy beach, and several old barbarians stood in the center of the circle, facing the great lake that emitted countless points of silver light in the moonlight.

Accompanied by the dull sound of drums, a hundred sturdy green oxen, several times larger than the Spanish bull that Beg had ever seen, were led out by a group of barbarians and stood in a row at the junction of the lake and the beach.

With an order from an old barbarian, the heads of a hundred green oxen were chopped off with an axe by the barbarian standing beside them.

A hundred bull's heads fell into the lake, and a large amount of blood poured into the lake, and soon a large chunk of the lake was dyed scarlet.

The calm surface of the lake suddenly turbulent, countless silver scales jumped on the surface of the water, and a long black shadow suddenly appeared under the lake.

With the sound of 'whooshing' water, a large snake with a silvery white body and a suffocating grace and elegance slowly poked out of the lake.

The moonlight fell on the snake's body, and the silver-white scales on the snake's body emitted a charming halo like a crystal lamp.

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