After learning that a section of the Great Wall in Qinzhou had been broken by the Underworld Demon, You Wuming left Qindu and went straight to the front line.
He was dressed in the night, and his mysterious clothes reflected a faint light from time to time. A handsome face was even more cold and white. He couldn't distinguish the color at night, but he could know that the perfectly shaped thin lips were bright in color. Moonlight traced the outline for him, unusually handsome.
Such a man is most fascinating when he hurries on the road with his eyebrows pressed and his expression focused.
It's just a disillusionment when he speaks.
Halfway through the journey, he leaned down indifferently, leaned to her ears, and smiled softly: "Little Sangguo, you know, you look at me, not like a mulberry, like a mulberry holding a mulberry. Greedy squirrel."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
So he still doesn't know what Sangguo is? Could it be that in his perception, mulberry is actually a pine cone, right? !
"You Wuming, what the squirrel eats is called pine nuts, and the pine nuts themselves can't be eaten. What they can eat is the pine nuts hidden in the pine nuts." She spoke to him seriously.
You Wuming: "..." As if remembering a very unpleasant memory about Golden Pearl.
He later found out that pearls were indeed not grown in the ground, and there are no colorful pearls in this world.
'What is a golden pearl? If you like it, I will let them grow colorful for you! '
Thinking of the juicy words he had let go, You Wuming wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.
He covered her mouth calmly.
"I know there are no colorful pine nuts, you don't need to say." He said lightly, "Shut up and do the exercises."
Sang Yuanyuan: "???"
Who can tell her what the hell the colorful pine nuts are
…
In addition to running fast, short-lived has another advantage that is self-driving.
You Wuming encircled Sang Yuanyuan and immediately settled into concentration.
She knew that he wanted to pull out another seedling to encourage her to break through the Ling Yao realm.
At the advanced stage, the Lingyao realm can obtain an ability that the Lingming realm does not have-to infuse the spiritual accumulation into the enemy's body to make it assimilated.
Just like You Wuming did to Jiang Jinpeng.
When dealing with that ice dragon in the ice cave in Yunzhou time, it was also because of You Wuming that most of the ice dragon was turned into a wooden dragon, and then he lost his vest, and Yun Xuzhou discovered his true identity. .
This time, if she can successfully break through the Ling Yao realm, then her skills...
Sang Yuan is not optimistic at all. Others can release their spirits outside their spiritual realm, but her spiritual realm can only throw out a bunch of ugly and ugly flowers. Others can infuse the spirit accumulation in the Ling Yao state, and she is thankful that she can release the spirit accumulation outside the Ling Yao state.
No expectations at all!
However, after being promoted, she can call more flowers and produce more solid jade crystals, which is really a very urgent matter. At the Lingyao realm, maybe the summoned flower can be doubled? !
She held her breath, and soon followed You Wuming into concentration.
It turns out that she thinks a little bit more.
You Wuming tried desperately to gather the wood spirit, and at the same time burned the spiritual accumulation in her body to supply her, making her face pale, or just taking her to a great heaven, which was still two great heavens behind Lingyao. A boundary wall.
Now, Sang Yuanyuan is a strong man in the Eighth Layer of the Spiritual Realm.
I remember that when she just'traveled', Han Shaoling, a peerless expert, was only the Eighth Heaven in the Spiritual Realm.
The cyan light string in her mind has added one more, and she can continue to summon the original version of Cannibal.
She turned her head excitedly to see You Wuming.
It happened to see him forcefully swallow a mouthful of blood.
Sang Yuan was taken aback by surprise: "You Wuming!"
"Nothing," he tucked at the corners of his lips, grinning wickedly, "It's just that you squeezed too hard."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
When she just hit the barrier of the Eighth Layer of the Lingming Realm, she failed three times in a row. She could feel that he was also fierce, and burned a lot of essence wood spirits to her for the last time, forcibly helping her improve.
It was something that was very disturbing and moving. When he said that, the taste immediately became indescribable.
Sang ignored him and threw a small face flower, lying on his shoulders, spraying recovery spirit mist on his face plate'huhu'.
"Little Sangguo," You Wuming was surprised, "You flower, nowadays you want to have a big face, you have a big face, and if you want a small face, then you have a small face?"
Sang Yuanyuan glanced back at him faintly, stretched his neck to his ear, and whispered: "It can be big or small, it can be retracted and put freely, and... You can't squeeze it dry."
You Wuming gasped, and his cold white ears quickly stained with a red glow.
His expression was a little unbelievable, as if he was wondering if he had heard something wrong, and he felt that he might be thinking too much.
She was talking about flowers... right
Shortly ran up a small hill.
The Great Wall of Dark Iron has appeared far on the horizon. Although it is midnight, you can clearly see it like a thicker black, lying under the dark blue night.
The night wind brought a stench and intermittent wailing.
There are still hundreds of miles away from the Black Iron Great Wall, and there is a city in front of it, and there are many fires in the city.
Sang took a deep breath: "Underworld demon, it's inland!"
Even the inner Great Wall was breached! So fast? !
Looking at the Great Wall from here, only the faint outline lying on the ground can be seen. If the Underworld Demon breaks through the Inner Great Wall and enters the interior, then the city in front of him is the first to bear the brunt.
"Grow flowers." He took the reins, and ran down the hill with four hoofs for a short time, and went straight to the fallen city.
In the fields outside the city, you can see the corpse that has been gnawed into a skeleton from time to time.
Occasionally, underworld demons hid in the fields, tentatively sticking out their tongues in the short-lived passing by Juechen. I saw the short-lived leaping high, the iron claws shrank, and the palms were tightly protected, and then he kicked hard at the barbed magic tongues, and took advantage of the force to jump further.
Underworld demon was kicked, his tongue knotted in pain, and he lay down in the field and wailed.
Yiqi Juechen walked straight into the city.
The city was in chaos, and officers and soldiers fighting with the underworld could be seen everywhere.
The Qinzhou Army is well equipped, and there is no pressure to smash the claws of the underworld demon, but even so, the loss is extremely heavy.
They guarded the people, shrank the line of defense, and gathered in the defensive camp in the east of the city—the only place in the city that hasn't fallen yet.
Outside the camp gathered the underworld demons of most of the city, the demons overlapped with the demons, like a red wave, constantly slapped against the precarious wall of the garrison camp.
The soldiers guarded the gate firmly, each of them pursed their lips, their expressions firm. Although I tried my best, the situation is getting more and more critical.
As soon as a car loaded with kerosene drums drove out of the camp, several soldiers in the car were not wearing armor and were seriously injured. The blood qi attracted the attention of a large group of underworld demons. They chased the car and ran to the west, greatly reducing the pressure on the garrison, and the front moved a little outside.
A moment later, a rumbling explosion sounded from the west, and the wounded soldiers died together with the large group of underworld demons.
Seeing this scene before him, Sang Yuanyuan understood You Wuming better.
When he fought the underworld, he never cared whether this state was an enemy or a friend, because in the face of evil, he was first of all alone. With extra energy, a normal person can't stand by and watch the danger of his fellow clan.
Originally, he was actually a tragic hero who was on a dead end.
She couldn't help turning back and gently pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips.
You Wuming had already shot a knife with his backhand, pressing on his side. When she was about to charge, she was stunned by her kiss, and she looked stunned for a moment, really handsome.
Sang smiled secretly, raised his hands, and threw the original piranha, allowing them to develop freely.
Half of the city was full of underworld demons.
The doll hung under the short-lived belly, and was specifically responsible for dealing with the attacks that came out of the shadows. Its body is filled with black mist, and its eyes seem to be the darkest darkness in the world, and all shadow corners have nowhere to hide in its eyes.
With it, You Wuming doesn't need to be distracted by short-lived safety issues at all.
He swung his knife cleanly from time to time, and he saw that the blue and white thunder flame swept across the entire street like a shock wave. The next moment, the underworld on the entire street flew upside down, flying halfway, bursting into a pool of charred black. The water was sprinkled in blood and fire everywhere.
Sang Yuanyuan was once again ruthlessly handsome by him.
She stayed calm, looked up at the flowers that she had thrown on the roof, while crawling forward, poking out the big red mouth from the eaves and injecting the remnants of the underworld that slipped through the net into the flowers, said in her heart, floating clouds, everything is It is floating clouds, and color is emptiness. As far as the result is concerned, Hua ate the underworld demon, and You Wuming killed the underworld demon, in fact, there is no difference at all.
Adults must learn to see the essence through phenomena.
After she finished her mental construction, she calmly watched You Wuming swing the knife more beautifully.
The half-moon-shaped thunder flame shock wave swept across the demonic tide, swaying a breath of breath; the red piranha licked across the roof, producing a shiny solid jade crystal.
Or she is more real.
Sang was far relieved.
Fire was burning everywhere in the city, thick smoke billowing, and the view was extremely poor.
The garrison camp has been surrounded by the underworld for a long time, and the soldiers are exhausted, their minds have long been locked in front of them, and they can't tell the least of their energy to look into the distance.
After fighting in the middle of the night, watching the familiar faces disappear one by one forever, the soldiers have long been numb, and only relying on instinct to wave the sword in their hands, slash to the demon body in front of them time and time again, as for their own safety and the way forward. How, I don't want or dare to think about it at all.
During the battle, I could see the blue and white thunder light flashing briefly from time to time, and no one cared-if the sky would really open his eyes and drop the punishment, then there would be no such evil and terrifying human world.
Another car loaded with boiling oil was ready to leave the garrison camp.
Those who drove were severely wounded soldiers who had lost their combat power—someone had to do the job of warding off the underworld. Those brothers who were able to fight were all working hard in front. Those who were unable to kill the enemy would naturally be able to make a little more contribution. .
This driving is particularly different.
Because there is an extra woman in the car.
She was the wife of one of the seriously wounded soldiers who had just passed the door. She insisted on getting in the car and following her husband. She held her husband's hand with tenderness and firmness in her eyes.
With a short-lived leaping high, Sang saw the soldier's wife's water-like eyes at a glance.
She was stunned, only to feel that her chest was hit by fierce tenderness, and she almost shed tears. With just one glance, she seemed to have read the whole story of life and death, inseparability.
At the moment of short-lived whereabouts, Sang Yuan saw that the car had driven out of the garrison camp, leading a large group of underworld demons to the west.
"You solve the danger at the door, don't worry about me, we will meet later!" She retracted a superb piranha, threw it to the side, and then jumped to the bud.
You Wuming: "..." She ran too suddenly and didn't catch it.
I saw her stupidly riding on this huge red pig's head flower, all the way to the west.
You Wuming: "..." The wife who was riding a pig was also so cute.
The piranha is very big, and the underworld can't jump so high. There is a big mouth of the piranha, and they have no chance to stack up. Safety should be unimpeded.
You Wuming pressed his eyebrows, stared for a moment, and tilted his head: "I."
I saw that little figure jumped out from under the short-lived abdomen, and quickly followed Sang Yuan.
This is the first time that Sang Yuanyuan has escaped from the shelter of You Wuming, facing the Underworld by himself—if you don't count the piles of pig head flowers with open mouths.
She lay on the petals. The feel of the petals is almost the same as she imagined, like succulents. She has a low hand and pinched it twice with her nails, and found that she could not pinch-the material of these petals is very tough.
Piranha: "..."
Faced with the big flower who suddenly turned back, Sang far and away hesitantly withdrew the black hand who wanted to continue to test.
She lit the petals on one knee, leaned higher, and looked around.
It’s amazing to watch the underworld being squeezed into the mouth by the ogre flower, and then it turns into hot energy to expand the petals. Those energy'glulu' flows under the palm of the hand, and the whole flower becomes more vigorous. And brutal.
"Catch up with that driving car!" Sang Yuanyuan gave orders.
The piranha slurped hard, flicked its tail, and hurried forward.
The car loaded with kerosene barrels had been surrounded by the underworld group, and the two seriously wounded soldiers rolled out of the car. After a little delay, the kerosene was about to be ignited.
"and many more-"
Sang Yuanyuan shouted loudly and threw countless flowers in the direction of the kerosene truck.
The people on the kerosene truck looked back, and they were all stunned.
I saw a terrifying blood basin with big mouths and one and one, quickly approaching oneself, the stunning woman leaned on this blood basin, making people confused for a moment whether it was a dream or reality.
Looking around, countless flowers with weird shapes are devouring the underworld madly.
A soldier struggled and shouted: "Quickly, find a way to report, Underworld demon, a new demon species has appeared!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Another soldier tried to ignite kerosene and die with these horrible flowers. He threw the burning kerosene into the oil drum.
Fortunately, Sang Yuan’s eyesight was quick, he manipulated a small piranha, rolled up a barrel of kerosene with a stalk, and threw it out from a distance.
Just hearing the sound of'bang', the kerosene barrel exploded in the air.
"Look back and look back, I'll save you!" Sang Yuanyuan was very impatient, and threw two extreme piranhas straight away, one in front of the road, the other in the back, pushing the car. Quickly return to the direction of the garrison camp.
She rode a flower on the flanks.
After being extremely shocked, the soldiers gradually slowed down, knowing that although Sang Yuanyuan looked a little weird, he was actually here to save them.
"Are you a god?" the soldier's wife asked cautiously.
Sang Yuan slapped her teeth triumphantly at her: "I am the Sangzhou prince and daughter, and I am now engaged to the Youzhou prince, and I am a madam Youzhou who has never been married."
Without thinking about it, the words blurted out.
As soon as the words were spoken, Sang Yuanyuan was stunned for the first time-the tone she said when she said this was like a faint Wuming with triumphant wings.
So has he become her pride
A car with serious injuries stared at her blankly.
They are all thinking, is this the Sangzhou prince? Why does she shine when she laughs
It turns out that this is the number one beauty in the cloud realm who turned Hanzhou King and Youzhou King back against each other. It is really a peculiar appearance in the world, but is she really going to marry the madman You Wuming? This is really a flower inserted... What a pity!
When Sang Yuanyuan escorted the car back to the garrison camp, You Wuming had already cleaned up the underworld that was blocking the door.
A defender general followed him, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude.
I saw You Wuming slightly raised his jaw, standing at the gate of the defensive camp, looking at Sang Yuanyuan in the distance. The wind raised his hair, and the sword flew immediately, like a god of war.
"Could it be that that is the legendary You, You... King Youzhou?" a soldier exclaimed.
"Yeah!" Sang answered far from asking, "My husband, it's pretty!"
Dabing: "... Good, good-looking."
My heart is almost roaring-Youzhou Wang You Wuming! Killing God Raksha! Cold-blooded demon! What the hell is it? ! Hmm... It's really pretty... She looks pretty good with this Sangzhou prince. Hey...
The soldier's wife on the kerosene truck couldn't help but laughed. The couple who had escaped from death held their hands tightly together, their brows and eyes were full of happiness.
After solving the danger of the city, Sang was captured far away on his short-lived back. The two passed through the northern gate of the city to the wilderness amidst the gratitude of the army and the people of the city.
After traveling a long way, I can still see someone beckoning to them on the wall.
There are few Underworld demons in the wilderness, and you don't need You Wuming to make a move.
"Hey," Sang Yuanyuan keenly noticed the problem, "it seems that the gate of the Great Wall that was breached has been sealed!"
If it is not sealed, there should be an army of Underworld demons racing in this field. Since the underworld is gone, it can only prove one thing-the Great Wall defenders have regained the lost ground and took their homeland from the underworld!
Sang Yuanyuan grinned open the corners of his lips happily: "It seems we have no chance to be heroes!"
You Wuming smiled faintly: "There are always heroes."
Yes, there are many people in the cloud realm, and heroes and heroes are surging. If not, this fertile land has already become a carnival feast for the underworld.
Short-lived and ran away, and soon the Great Wall was near.
It's all here, so it's natural to see who solved the danger of the Great Wall.
You Wuming's plan was to follow the outer edge of the Great Wall to fight back with all his strength. Although it will delay a lot of time, it can help alleviate the pressure on the entire front.
When I approached the Great Wall, I saw a defender chasing on the plain, beheading all the scattered underworld demons.
"It seems to be comfortable." Sang Yuanyuan was a little strange. "The emergency report is what happened yesterday. Unless there is strong support, how can it be solved so quickly?"
Where is the strong support? Zhangzhou in the west was too busy to take care of himself. In the south, Huangfuxiong of Jizhou had just moved northward and stopped in the underground city of Qindu to solve the great event that could also lead to extinction. unless…
The answer was soon revealed.
Under the Great Wall, there have long been masters waiting to greet You Wuming's arrival.
A purple figure was a little weak, sitting in the tall sedan chair, hugging his hands, and staring at the quickly approaching Yunjian Beast with a smile.
Huangfujun!
Unexpectedly, it made sense.
Only when he led his army hurriedly along the Great Wall, could it be possible to reach the broken Qinzhou Great Wall as soon as possible.
A few days ago, I had heard that Huangfujun went to the front line to supervise the battle in spite of his serious injury. Judging from the current situation, he should have been in Jinzhou recently, so he heard that Qinzhou City was broken and was able to travel westward as soon as possible. He didn't have to come, but yesterday Huang Fuxiong reported to him about the Qinzhou Underground City. Regarding the matter, Huangfujun naturally knew that Huangfuxiong's avatar lacked skill and could not care about the Great Wall, so he came over in person.
Huangfujun motioned to the waiter to hold him, and slowly stepped off the sedan chair.
"The King of Youzhou, once you have passed through the years, you will see the majestic and heroic hair when you meet today!"
Although he was seriously injured and heart-sick, Huangfujun was a peerless master after all, and his voice easily passed through a wasteland and fell firmly into You Wuming's ears.
He was not surprised to wait here.
Someone must have reported what happened in the city ahead, and You Wuming’s strength can’t be concealed—in fact, after the battle with Han Shaoling and the “Tian Dao” behind him, the news of You Wuming’s breakthrough, It should have spread to the eighteen states.
"This time it should be a friend but not an enemy." Sang Yuanyuan said softly.
Since Huangfujun could deliberately send equipment to You Wuming, he naturally wanted to take advantage of the fisherman and watch him fight Jiang Yanji. At this time, you are the enemy of You Wuming, unless Huangfujun's mind gets into the water.
You Wuming nodded, and lazily responded: "The King of Dongzhou doesn't look very good."
The time for answering, the short-lived has come close.
Sang raised his eyes far, and saw that Huangfujun was really more than ten years old.
Last time in the First World War in Tiandu, Huangfujun looked like he was in his early thirties, and his face was soft and beautiful, saying that he was in his twenties, which could barely make sense. Looking at him at this moment, although his temples were not white, his whole body exuded a strong smell of twilight, and at first glance, he knew that he was the one who was leaving in the year of knowing the fate.
They were also wearing purple clothes, but compared to the feminine but high-spirited Huangfujun who had been seen in the sky before, they were nothing short of rebellious.
This time, he didn't even look at Sang Yuan. His eyes, sharp like eagles, were also slightly muddy at the moment. The corners of his eyes were drooping down, staring at the lower part of You Wuming's eyes.
The red and slightly withered lips moved: "The evil is coming, food is disturbed, and it is difficult to sleep at night. It is not good. I am old and useless. After all, this world is still the world of your young people! Our generation, yes It's time to abdicate and let Xian Xian!"
In terms of words, just as if the assassination of Heaven never happened. The last sentence is also very meaningful. Should their generation abdicate to the virtuous? Are Jiang Yanji and him the same generation? This is quietly teasing You Wuming, the young king with a history of usurping the throne, with his ambitions.
Letting You Wuming and Jiang Yanji bite each other is the situation Huangfujun wants most now.
You Wuming replied in an easygoing manner: "Oh, it turns out that the king of Dongju intends to retreat bravely, and Fu Yizi is in the position. Speaking of which, I may not have seen the governor of Huangfu for many years, and he is sitting in Jinzhou, the king of Dongju It's also very easy to worry about."
At this time, the heart was pricked so hard, Huangfujun visibly trembled with his naked eyes, and his appearance instantly became older than five years old.
It didn't happen—in order to confuse Jiang Yanji, the news of Huangfudu's death was still tightly sealed, and only a few close relatives sent his head to the burial, not to mention the desolation.
"Du'er has a lot to learn." Huangfu Jun swallowed back a mouthful of old blood, and replied casually.
This tragic situation made Sang feel uncomfortable for him even looking at it from a distance.
After all, Huangfujun is a fox, he quickly came over, and said with a faint smile: "Forgot to congratulate King Youzhou for breaking the realm. Did you use the Essence of Ten Thousand Years?"
It seems careless, but in fact, he has paid close attention to every subtle change on You Wuming's face.
The ten thousand years spirit that was lost by Jiang Jinzhen is always the knot of Huangfujun's heart.
During this period of time, there was only one news about the Essence of Ten Thousand Years—
At Han Shaoling’s 30th wife banquet, Meng Wuyou once said that she had found the spirit of ten thousand years and saved Han Shaoling’s life. Huangfujun asked afterwards, but Meng Wuyou couldn't tell where the spirit came from, so he picked it up easily.
If the spirit that Meng Wuyou picked up was the box that Jiang Jinzhen had lost, that would be fine.
However, it was unexpectedly learned the day before yesterday that when You Wuming and Han Shaoling fought outside the Zhangzhou Great Wall, what they had burst out was their strength after breaking the border!
This makes Huangfujun have to worry about it.
If the person who got Jiang Jinzhen's Xian Wannian Spiritual Soul was You Wuming, then Huang Fujun would have to reconsider whether there was any You Wuming's handwriting in the whole thing.
You Wuming immediately laughed when he heard the four words'Wan Nian Ling Marrow'.
He looked around, mysteriously leaning towards Huangfujun.
Huangfujun jumped in fright and immediately assumed a full defensive posture. The close guards swarmed up and isolated You Wuming.
You Wuming nodded helplessly: "Little Sangguo, uncle don't worry about me. Come and talk to him."
Sang Yuanyuan understood, like him, leaning forward mysteriously.
Huangfujun: "..." It would be too shameless to hide again.
Had to wave his hand to let Sang go far to his side.
I saw Sang Yuanyuan forming a small horn with his hands, and whispered to Huangfujun in a low voice: "You don’t know the King of Dongzhou. You must not use things like the Wannian Spiritual Essence! A few days ago, God. The first pharmacist of the capital, Shi Lao, measured that after using the ten thousand years spirit marrow, the break rate was extremely low, and then he was...
Huangfujun narrowed his slender eyes and looked at her intently for a while.
Sang Yuanyuan looked calm and didn't dodge at all.
Huangfu Jun thought for a moment, and no longer doubted—Since You Wuming knew that the use of Wannian Spirit Marrow was only 30%, he would definitely not take this risk.
It seems that there is another chance!
"Then, we won't delay King Youzhou's business." Huangfu Jun nodded.
The two sides were about to say goodbye, when a secret report rushed to Huangfujun's hands.
Huangfu Jun glanced hastily, his face changed drastically!
It was Huangfudu's murder that found new clues.
It turned out that some mountain people went deep under the ice fog valley to collect ice marrow, and accidentally found a jasper finger in the snow nest. The mountain people took the finger to the market in Xiaojiangzhou, wanting to sell it for a good price. Coincidentally, Jin Lanlan who was out of the house saw it, immediately bought it, and after taking it back to Dongzhou for repeated confirmation, it was determined that this pull finger belonged to her deceased husband Huangfudu!
At this moment, Huangfujun and Huangfuxiong were both leading the army, Jin Lanlan personally led the people, and was heading to the ice fog valley to find more clues.
"Ice Mist Valley?" Huangfujun raised his volume unconsciously.
Sang Yuan, who had just walked away from him two steps, couldn't help but his breathing was stagnant.
Just now, Huangfujun's face changed drastically, and Sang Yuanyuan's heart was already "cocked", feeling uncomfortable. At this moment, I heard him unconsciously reciting the three words'Ice Mist Valley', and Sang Yuan knew that there was absolutely nothing good!
It must be that someone found some clue under the ice mist valley.
Once You Wuming took the initiative to provoke Huangfujun and Jiang Yanji to reveal the matter, the two of them figured out the key points before and after, and they would definitely join hands to eliminate Youzhou first, desperately.
At this moment, Youzhou is in the most critical period before the leap, and absolutely cannot withstand such a wave of extinction!
Sang Yuan's heart beat faster uncontrollably. She controlled her posture, not allowing her back to show any abnormalities.
"Mr. Sang." Huangfujun's voice suddenly sounded gloomily behind him, "What are you nervous about? Why does the blood flow on your body suddenly become so fast?"
As soon as he said this, Sang Yuanyuan only felt that he had fallen into the ice cave.
Huangfujun is a strong water attribute, possesses supernatural powers, and can sense the liquid fluctuations around him!
This is Huangfujun's least known secret!