Tang Zhouxie ignored his descendants. He looked up at the sky, then turned to Sima Yingbo and asked:
"I'm hungry, what about the blood food I told you to find?"
"It's all here."
Sima Yingbo took out the flag from his arms, and then pointed to the two hundred boys and girls under the stage.
After seeing that something was wrong, many of these children wanted to run away, but the magic circle under their feet bound them tightly. Seeing Tang Zhouxie looking at them, these children suddenly cried, and some were timid. Wet pants on the spot.
"very good."
Tang Zhouxie nodded in satisfaction and waved:
"Let's start, get blood for me."
Following his order, two platoons of officers and soldiers in the army under the stage stood up, pulled out the scimitars shining brightly around their waists, and walked towards the boys and girls.
"Wait a minute!"
Tang Ruowei stopped her aloud.
She ran to Tang Zhouxie, raised her eyebrows and asked:
"Ancestor of the real sect, as the emperor of Shangxuan, why do you want to kill the people of Shangxuan now?"
"Is there anything wrong?"
Tang Zhouxie replied lazily:
"I am the emperor, they are grass people, and the people will do their best to be the king, and after death, they can become my blood food and help me improve my cultivation. This is their honor."
"Where is such a statement!"
Tang Ruowei said angrily:
"It's not human words!"
"Hmph, darling, during my reign, I expanded the territory for the Shangxuan and increased the territory of the Shangxuan by two-thirds, but the more I fight, the more I feel that mortals have limits."
Tang Zhouxie took out his blood-red nails.
"Even if the ancient state is unified, and even the mortal world in the ten regions of Kyushu is unified, there is still a group of people above my head. No matter how many troops I have, no matter how good the weapons are, no matter how thick the armor is, I can't match them. The swords of these immortals who come and go. I don’t want to do this. As a human emperor, I am better than others and more talented than others, so I should step on others’ heads.”
"what do you want to say in the end?!"
Tang Ruowei asked.
"I want to say... I have long since become a human being."
Tang Zhouxie chuckled lightly:
"Do it."
The two platoons of officers and soldiers continued to move forward, and the frightened expressions of the two fighting children were reflected on the blade of the blade that was glowing with cold light.
"Your Highness."
Sima Yingbo also persuaded at this time:
"Retreat when faced with difficulties, and the ability to bend and stretch is the correct way of life. Besides, after His Majesty's strength has improved, it is also a great thing for me to go to the Xuanxuan."
"Sima Yingbo, you will always be a softie."
Tang Ruowei glanced at him with contempt in her eyes.
"This palace is different from you!"
She ran to the side of Emperor Shangxuan with a dull face, and pulled out the long sword that he was wearing on his waist for ceremonial purposes.
With a sword in hand, Tang Ruowei stood up from the ground, stepped on the beast of the imperial mausoleum, and landed in front of the two rows of soldiers.
"To Ben Gong - stop!"
The blade reflected the bright brilliance, and the golden infuriating qi was wrapped around the blade.
Tang Ruowei swung her sword downward, a sword qi flew out, and a row of soldiers fell to the ground.
"Hmph, your temper is not small."
Tang Zhouxie snorted coldly, raised his finger slightly, and ticked.
Several generals in the army walked out of the array, pulled out their weapons, and flew towards Tang Ruowei. These generals were also martial arts masters in the Qi refining period. With one enemy, Tang Ruowei quickly lost and was captured.
"Pooh!"
After being escorted and detained, the eldest princess still refused to bow her head, and spat very rudely. She tilted her head and looked at her ancestors and traitors angrily.
"Master."
Sima Yingbo hurriedly bowed and said:
"Your Highness the Princess is young and energetic. She is your descendant after all. Please hand her over to the disciple, and the disciple will teach her to be obedient and well-behaved."
"Yingbo, have you forgotten how your teacher taught you?"
Tang Zhouxie said lazily:
"I don't need people who are disobedient. Besides, we are already extraordinary cultivators, so we don't need to worry about relationships in the mortal world. If you want beautiful women, you will have them in the future, whether from other countries or from the world of self-cultivation. , as long as you become stronger, you can get your hands on it. You can eat this rebel girl. You have done a good job in finding virgins and demons for me, and this is my reward to you."
"Master..."
Sima Yingbo struggled and hesitated for a few seconds, then bowed and said:
"Yes, disciple, thank you Master."
"Well, you are about to build the foundation soon. After you build the foundation, you can officially start practicing my blood god method."
Tang Zhou smiled evilly and said:
"Eating her blood will be of great benefit to your foundation building."
"fart!"
At this time, in the imperial mausoleum, a loud shout suddenly sounded.
"Um?"
Tang Zhouxie's face fell.
"Who is coming?"
But the voice ignored him and continued:
"You can build a foundation by drinking the blood of the royal family. Why don't I know? You, the younger generation, have practiced a crooked and wicked way and still have incomplete exercises, and now you are still here brazenly instructing others to build foundations? The devil's way is the devil's way, and you rely on it without foundation. Do you know how difficult it is to build a foundation? Don’t underestimate foundation building!”
"It's you who speaks out!"
Tang Zhouxie snorted coldly:
"I am now in the foundation building period, why can't I teach others to build foundations?"
"What if you're in the foundation-building stage? You don't understand foundation-building at all!"
The voice sounded violent.
"Furthermore, look at your arrangement today, do you want to rely on this blood food to attack the golden core? But this arrangement is full of mistakes, and I, a righteous cultivator, can't stand it! The formation is fine-tuned according to the time and place. I don't understand. Is it? Just like you, you still say that you know how to build a foundation? You can build a foundation just by taking shit and luck!"
"Hid your head and show your tail."
Hearing this voice, Tang Zhouxie's face also collapsed, and he snorted coldly:
"Come out and meet up if you have the guts!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic energy exploded directly in the array of two hundred boys and girls, and all the generals who suppressed Tang Ruowei and the soldiers who raised their blades flew out. A gentle burst of energy shot out, bringing the rest of the boys and girls into a deep sleep.
A boy with a face full of anger walked out of the array of boys and girls. With every step he took, his body rose an inch, and his hair gradually changed color. After a crackling sound, he came to Tang Ruowei. Bai Qiuran with white hair and white eyebrows.
"Bai Qiuran?"
Tang Ruowei said in amazement:
"How will you be here?"
"I was originally here to exorcise the Demon Guard."
Bai Qiuran looked gloomy.
"But I found out that this little devil cultivator is very outspoken."
"It's actually him?"
Sima Yingbo's face also showed surprise.
"You know him?"
Tang Zhouxie asked.
"I once had a relationship in Mengshan."
Sima Yingbo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, he is just a cultivator in the Qi refining period."
"Qi refining period?"
Tang Zhouxie laughed.
"I think you're the one who speaks out."
"Who's the one who's not ashamed?"
Bai Qiuran sneered, and then casually pointed out several flaws in Tang Zhouxie's cultivation, from his formations to his moves, from his exercises to blood food, and finally even commented on his tomb.
Tang Zhouxie secretly compared it, and found that it was much better according to what Bai Qiuran said.
Seeing his expression, Bai Qiuran asked:
"How? You ignorant junior."
"What about this?"
Tang Zhouxie spread his arms.
"You are still just a qi-refining cultivator, and I am only one step away from producing a golden elixir."
Bai Qiuran tilted his head and looked at him without speaking.
"I am not only a foundation-building cultivator, I am also the emperor of this Xuanxuan."
He said aloud:
"I have 3,000 soldiers, 28 enshrined in them, and I have a cultivation base that stabilizes your three heads. I don't need to do it myself, I just need to give an order to make your head go wrong. What do you use to fight me? "
Bai Qiuran looked to the left and right in silence. The thousands of imperial forest troops in the imperial mausoleum had been manipulated by Tang Zhoujue on the stage and surrounded them. Behind them, outside the imperial mausoleum, were also guards. The army of the imperial mausoleum blocked the way.
There are many generals in the army who are in the Qi refining period, and the sixteen worshipers are all masters after the middle Qi refining period.
In front of him are the civil and military officials controlled by Tang Zhouxie, the emperor of the country, the generals and soldiers of the three armies, and behind him are Tang Ruowei, who is seriously injured and exhausted, and two hundred people who have collapsed on the ground. children.
"You fool."
Tang Ruowei leaned on her sword and stood up and smiled bitterly:
"You must also see your own strength in the way of eliminating demons. There are thousands of troops and half of the masters in the Shangxuan Kingdom."
"So what?"
Bai Qiuran replied with a light smile.
It is the responsibility of every Qingming disciple to correct the righteous way. The so-called righteous way is a value that will not change with the passage of time.
Just like the sky now, even if it is obscured by dark clouds, black and white are mixed together to form a cloud cover, but no matter what era, black can never become white, killing innocents, bullying the weak, and never getting it. to praise.
He drew a circle under his feet, wrote a simple formation to protect Tang Ruowei, then took two steps forward and looked up at Tang Zhouxie.
The breeze blew through his sleeve robes, bringing up the sound of hunting, Bai Qiuran's face showed no fear, just like he blocked in front of Tang Ruowei in the Mongshan cave that day.
"Indeed, unlike you, Bai Qiuran has no right or no backer, and his cultivation realm is only in the Qi refining stage."
He undid the iron sword from his waist, drew it out of its sheath, and pointed diagonally to the ground.
Three feet of autumn water, reflecting the cold light, stood still.
"But in Bai Qiuran's hand, there is still a sword."