Volume 4: Three Thousand Miles of Beacon Fire Thirty-two, Memory and Sword Light

The Nineteen Southern Kingdoms formed an alliance, and the leader of the alliance was the king of the Wind Riding Country, and he was the monk who had concluded the Great Dao True Seed.

Around him were five other kings, and the others did not come, but the army came, and the generals and monks of the kingdom were sent, and it was enough, and it did not matter if they came or not.

In front of the Sanmen Pass, but the original Sanmen Pass can only see an entrance at this time, the entrance is two mountains, and then go further to see a piece of purple, just a day ago, there was a Taoist appeared there, said: Since you have raised troops to attack, then first break the poverty road a formation.

It is not difficult to break a formation, he has so many sergeants, a total of nineteen Taoist soldiers, but just yesterday he sent a Taoist army in and never came out, and then sent another one in, and still did not come out, until now, they still don't know what kind of magic circle this magic circle is.

They are not an army that has not fought, in the process of destroying the Moon Worship Country, every city, every pass is a large array, although there have been losses among them, but there has never been any movement after entering like today, and there are no people who have even come out, so they can't get the information of this big array at all.

The king of the Wind Riding Country looked at the monks under the seat, thinking in his heart who to send to explore the formation, at this time, everyone knew that this big array was not trivial, naturally they were not very willing, the king of the Wind Controlling Country naturally understood this in his heart, so he needed to think clearly, otherwise it would not look good to be rejected by someone for reason to say it.

It was impossible for him to let those kings go to the formation, even if their cultivation was higher among these people. As for those monks, they were all cultivated by these countries, and they all owed favors to those countries, so they came here, but compared to the time of the conquest of the Moon Country, many monks left, but many monks joined in, and he knew that they were going for the prince who stood in Huling City.

When he thought of this, he couldn't think of any monk to explore the formation, and at this moment, one of them said: "The Tiger Tomb Country is not the only place to enter, why should we feint here to contain it, and send another army from the side of Lianyun Mountain, across the blood hill into the Tiger Tomb, and directly approach the Tiger Tomb." ”

The Wind King's eyes lit up, and he had a good plan, even if he recruited people to discuss, who would stay here to feign attack and confuse the enemy, and which would go around Lianyun Mountain to the Blood Hill Country.

And in the west of Sanmen Pass, there is also an army of people camped in front of the pass, but that person is not as many as in the south, only 3,000 people, among these 3,000 people there are also soldiers of Xiqi Country, the person in charge is also a general of Xiqi Country, this general is naturally also a monk, he looked at it for a long time in front of Sanmen Pass, and then flew in the sky, only to see that the purple light was connected to the sky, and the power of the Dao and the stars descended, forming a canopy, and it was impossible to fly across at all.

He thought in his heart: "In addition to the prince, there are such great monks in the Huling Kingdom, if they can be surrendered, it will be a big help for my Xiqi Kingdom." Thinking of this, he immediately returned to the camp, wrote a letter, and sent a soldier to send it in, not long after, but a skeleton walked out, the skeleton held a letter in his hand, and walked to the front of the barracks, his sergeant did not dare to move, and urgently reported to the general, the general came out, frowned and looked at the skeleton that could walk, and said secretly: "This Huling monk actually drove away the dead and blasphemed the dead, is he not afraid that the monks of the world will punish him?"

He was a general and a monk, how could he not dare to take the letter from the skeleton's hand, although he saw that the letter seemed to have a spell attached to it, but he also thought that he had a body of spiritual protection, and he could do nothing about the spell, so he reached out and took it.

A flame surged up the moment he took the letter, and pounced on his hand, and he flicked his sleeve contemptuously, but found that the flame was not extinguished at all, and burned up rapidly along his arm, and he was shocked in his heart, but he did not feel the slightest pain, it was only a matter of a moment, and countless thoughts surged in his heart.

He was horrified.

What kind of fire is this.

Out of thin air, a cloud of water poured down from his arm, but it couldn't extinguish the flames.

The sergeants next to him were startled, but they didn't know what to do, and then the skeleton suddenly swooped up and pounced on the general's body, and in an instant, there was another kind of void and pale flame, and the general's whole person was instantly ignited.

He screamed, his whole body twisted, he suddenly fell, he struggled on the ground, the earth was rubbed by his feet, the pale flames burned silently on his body, and some people rushed out of the camp, but when they came to the general, the general no longer screamed, and his whole body stiffened in a painful twisted form.

Everyone looked at each other, and the soldiers next to him were even more panicked, he was afraid that those high-ranking monks would blame him, but even such a powerful person as the general died, what could they do, the only reason could only be that they did not take the letter, although they were afraid, but there was a trace of happiness in their hearts. Fortunately, no one cared about them.

"Repay the king. "This is what the highest monk said in the room, and in this west, the only person who can be called the king of the kingdom of Xiqi is the king.

The magic circle of the three gates made them feel frightened, they were undetected, the magic circles they had seen in the past were able to find a trace, but this time they saw it was different, the entire three gates were like being separated from this shijie, becoming another shijie.

The Purple Micro Starry Sky Array set up by the crying father guarded the three gates, making it impossible for these soldiers to pass through, which made them feel more and more mysterious in their hearts that the prince of the Huling Kingdom was unpredictable.

The country of Bloodhill is now not called the country of Bloodhill, but the city of Bloodhill City, the city has been repaired, the city lord is an old minister appointed by the Huling Kingdom, loyal to the king, and in the city is the bow thirteen, and there are five hundred soldiers.

When an army appeared in the country of Blood Hill, the soldiers on the City of Blood Hill had already seen it, it was an army of nearly 10,000 people, and at the moment when the soldiers at the head of the city saw it, the army of 10,000 people rushed into a cloud of different brilliance, and the army turned into a different beast, including tigers, bears, leopards, Peng birds, ......, all of which were fierce creatures between heaven and earth.

It was a fierce head turned into a Taoist soldier, rushing towards the Blood Hill City, and that fierce aura almost lifted the soldiers at the head of the city away.

Bow Thirteen appeared there, a bow appeared in his hand, a gray bow, the bow was opened, and an arrow shot out in an instant, and the roc that flew down in the sky collapsed under the arrow, scattering into people and falling to the ground one by one, but more fierce beasts had already arrived in front of Blood Hill City.

Bow Thirteen pulled his bow again, and a gray arrow came out with his bowstring, letting go, shooting, and another tiger crumbled under the arrow, revealing the scattered people.

These two arrows revealed the power of extremely terrifying, in front of Huling City, when the blood soldiers of the Blood Hill Country turned into a sea of blood, Huling City relied on the fire dragon of the fire dragon to resist, if the bow thirteen was there, it was estimated that the blood sea could not withstand the bow thirteen arrows.

But this arrow of his can't shoot a lot, and there are still a lot of fierce beasts turned by the Dao soldiers who are rushing towards Blood Hill City, but he knows that this is his own arrow, because every arrow is shot with his best effort.

It was getting closer and closer, but his arrow did not shoot, but still pointed in the distance, where there was a row of people standing, and the most central one was the person in charge of the trip, Bow Thirteen did not know, he could only shoot this arrow again, so he wanted to shoot it to death with one arrow, and there was nothing else to think about, but the man stood there straight, and in Bow Thirteen's sense, he stood there like a shadow, and Bow Thirteen could not lock him at all.

Those fierce beasts that had been transformed into Dao soldiers had already arrived under the city, and the feet of the soldiers in the city were already trembling, and even the faces of their commanders and generals were already covered with sweat.

At this moment, a blue light appeared in the sky behind Blood Hill City and went straight to the sky, and a person in the blue light held a sword, pulled it out, the sword was unsheathed, and a faint sword groan sounded, with this groan, the sky of Blood Hill City seemed to have a blue light scattered down, and those fierce beasts that were about to pounce on the city disappeared in the blue light in an instant, and the faces of the row of people standing behind showed a look of horror, and they disappeared in an instant, while those soldiers stayed, all of them stood in place.

Gong Thirteen looked back at the sky, but what he saw was a person who was rising rapidly towards the nine heavens, of course he knew, it was His Highness who was like a teacher, he frowned, because he saw a panic on His Highness's face that should not be there, no, this is impossible, how could His Highness be panicked.

At this time, countless thoughts surged in Qingyang's heart, and it was precisely because of these thoughts that existed in the deepest part of his soul that he knew what was going to happen, so there was another voice in his heart shouting: "No, I can't just go back, don't ......"

He couldn't control his body, and in his eyes, there was no more shijie, only darkness. In the darkness, a sword light slashed, this was the sword light he had ever seen in reincarnation, the most ruthless and decisive sword intent in the world.