When the Dongling army broke through the mountain, Huang Zhenwei was in the camp of the tiger and wolf army.
He was standing in front of a horse drinking well.
This was the way that the nine-dead silkworm that killed Liang Lian entered and exited when the eldest lady of the Gongsun family released the power accumulated for many years to form a blizzard that closed the camp.
At this time, he was standing in front of the well, and he even imagined the scene of that day in his mind.
The man rushed out of the sprayed well water and quietly appeared in front of Liang Lian, and the wind and snow all over the sky were used by him instead.
Since one enters and exits from this Horse Drinking Well, as long as one enters the Horse Drinking Well and enters the underground Yin River, one may be able to get some useful clues.
After the conversation with the teacher that day, Huang Zhenwei knew that he had to quickly rely on himself to find some clues to the nine-dead silkworm.
But when it was finally confirmed today that the man's way in and out was this well, he hesitated a little.
Xu Fenqin died in the Yin River underground.
Bai Shanshui is the most master in controlling water in the world, even Xu Fenqin is not an opponent, and it is impossible for him to beat Bai Shanshui in the underground Yin River.
Perhaps this entrance and exit was a decoy to lure him or other Changling practitioners in
As the head of the first division, and because of the relationship between the exercises he practiced, he was more meaningful to Changling than Xu Fenqin, so he was not afraid of death, but he did not dare to take risks easily.
However, at this moment, he felt the vibration of Peach Valley.
He felt the fluctuation of the vitality of the world that can only be aroused by the terrifying sword intent.
He didn't know it was Zhang Shiwu, and he didn't even know that it was Ye Xinhe who lived there, but he was sure that something unusual happened in Changling today.
Thinking about what Mo Shoucheng had said to him, his complexion quickly turned pale.
Such intensive grandmaster battles are like a fuse, a fuse that can ignite the entire Changling.
He took a deep breath.
Then he stopped hesitating and stepped towards the well ahead.
He didn't want to pursue great credit, he just didn't want to see the bloody storms of the first three years of Yuan Wu's accession to the throne again.
A dusty dragon with a bloody breath that Shen Xuan could only smell appeared in his gray eyes.
At this moment, he finally made a decision.
He retreated into the shadow behind Qianjun Gate, waiting for the army among the dust dragon to arrive.
With a soft pop, Huang Zhenwei's body sank to the bottom of the well like a stone.
When his body was embraced by the pitch-black water, a thin practitioner was also walking in the dark water, but even in very deep water, the practitioner's body turned red, as if It turned into a piece of red-hot steel.
A page of secret paper fell into the hands of Mo Shoucheng on the turret.
The old man with beard and hair as white as ginseng suddenly shot bright crystals from his dim yellow pupils. He took a deep breath, and his whole body floated down from the corner.
At the same time, a sword chant suddenly sounded in the scripture cave of a sword academy.
A ray of sword light broke through the air before most of the people in the sword academy could react. Many people looked up, but vaguely saw a cultivator standing on the ray of sword light. fairy.
There is an old mausoleum in the eastern suburbs, I don't know when it was left.
When a black eagle landed in the wild grass, the door of an old mausoleum suddenly opened, and a biting cold wind blew out from it.
In the next moment, a black cavalry army surged out from inside.
This black cavalry army, whether it is the horses or the sergeants on the horses, are all wearing impenetrable black black armor, which is covered with mysterious runes like stars. vent.
This kind of cavalry is a real cavalry, but when this cavalry rushed out of the old tomb, it was silent, and there was not even a sound when it ran.
This is not like an army of living people at all, but like an army rushing out of the ghost prison.
…
The dust dragon gradually dissipated in Shen Xuan's pupils, and what filled his pupils began to turn a cold blue color.
This is an army of thousands of men, among which are dozens of rune chariots.
It's just that Shen Xuan's gaze was slightly mocking, and finally fell on the center of the army.
There is a prison cart in the center of the army.
In the prison car, several silver dragon ropes specially used for the practitioners of the trap passed through the body of one person in the prison cart.
The prisoner in the prison car bowed his head, his body was covered with horrific wounds, bloody and bloody, and he couldn't see his original face.
"Don't worry, I won't die."
A general with the green armor on his body torn came to Shen Xuan, seeing Shen Xuan's eyes only fell on the prisoner, he said this first in a cold voice.
"Master Shen."
Then, he bowed his head as a salute, and said solemnly: "My lord, please take good care of him... Your lord should know how much our Dongling army has paid to allow him to come here alive."
Shen Xuan didn't pay any attention to the general's words, he just nodded indifferently, and signaled the other party to send the prisoner in the prison car to the prison.
It is very simple to verify the authenticity.
No one can imitate the remnant sword intent of Yin Yang Sword Master in Bashan Sword Field in the past, and the fierceness of the sword intent that still remained on him during the battle is enough to make one's heart tremble.
Shen Xuan didn't look at Zhang Shiwu's face, he just checked the trapped dragon rope in the prison car as usual, and after confirming that there was no real essence left in Zhang Shiwu's body, he let some medical officers and prison officers who had been waiting behind him The officer took the prison car into custody.
Seeing Shen Xuan's appearance, the leading general's complexion became even more gloomy.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something, the blue heavy armor on his body vibrated, and he suddenly turned around.
A woman in white clothes appeared in the undergrowth, and Shi Shi ran over.
There is only one woman in Changling who wears white clothes and skirts, or in other words, there is only one person to remember, and that is Si Shou Ye Ce Leng.
However, this woman was colder and taller than Ye Ce.
Even though she couldn't see her face clearly from a distance, the general felt that her expression was even more arrogant than Ye Celeng, or rather unruly.
She strolled across the sand.
Looking at this part of the famous elite army of the Great Qin Dynasty, it seems to be nothing.
"Bai Shanshui!"
The Great Qin general squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.
It was only at this moment that a mournful sword cry sounded.
After all, the Dongling Army was one of the elite troops of the Great Qin Dynasty, and they had naturally prepared for the battle before he gave an order.
However, the heart of this great Qin general kept falling.
This army has just fought a battle, and it is facing an enemy as powerful as Bai Shanshui.
Shen Xuan's breathing also paused slightly.
At this moment, there was a slight mocking look on the corner of his mouth, and he knew that his hunch was right.
…
The shrill sword sound sounded.
More than ten flying swords sensed a strong crisis, and flew out of the sheath.
But at this moment, a crystal drop of water fell from the clouds.
This crystal drop of water fell towards one of the ten or so flying swords, which was as lustrous as red jade.
The breath of this flying sword is the most stable. In the previous battle, it was obvious that the loss of the sword owner was not as severe as that of the other sword masters.
The crystal water drops fell from the sky, but when they landed, the dozen or so flying swords had just flown overhead.
Drops of water fell between the sword lights.
It was just a drop that was as crystal clear as a raindrop, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into a terrifying thunder.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The sword master was torn apart in a wave of air, and the red jade-like sword that was the most stable a few breaths ago suddenly dimmed its light, let out a mournful whistle, and fell every now and then.
It's just the tear of the initial impact.
At the moment the sword master's body was torn apart, a huge wave of water seemed to appear out of thin air and exploded outward.
A howl sounded.
Dozens of sergeants were hit by the huge waves, their bodies flew horizontally, and blood spurted wildly from their mouths.
Bai Shanshui smiled.
A green to black sword light appeared in front of her.
She held the sword and swung it forward casually.
With a bang, the two flying swords that were attacking her were bent and spun backwards.
The two sword masters in the army groaned at the same time, they could no longer stand still, and fell to the ground with blank faces.
A lot of green water vapor sprinkled from the green sword.
In the formation of this army, waves are blooming.