The grass was silent for a long time.

Bai Xiu finally realized something was wrong, so he looked back carefully, but saw the black-faced man half-kneeling on the ground and crying like a child.

When I walked in, I saw that the black-faced man used as a life-saving straw. He hugged his thighs, and wiped all the snot and tears onto the hem of her skirt.

She shook her head, and had already guessed something.

However, the black-faced man was really sensible and still handed the letter over to her for reading it.

Seeing the letter, Bai Xiu felt mixed emotions. Although she had hated Lu Qianqian for a while, she really couldn't hate this poor sword spirit now, so she could only sigh quietly.

It took a long time.

When the black-faced man calmed down, two figures quietly floated down from the cliff.

The couple looked in the sound and saw only a middle-aged man with furry faces and a weird human girl, smiling at the couple.

Bai Xiu looked at the black-faced man: "These two are..."

The black-faced man reluctantly smiled and said, "This is the great elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, the Supreme Jiao, a powerful man in the Monkey Clan's magical power realm. That girl is our daughter-in-law Hou Taotao."

Another daughter-in-law.

After hearing what he said, Bai Xiu was not so surprised. Anyway, as long as he looked very beautiful, he was usually his own daughter-in-law, so that was very reassuring for the gangster.

She smiled and waved to Hou Taotao: "Taotao, come here and let your mother see you!"

Hou Taotao's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he jumped for two steps before preparing to pass. He felt that he was not particularly dignified, so he folded his hands in front of his abdomen and walked over in small steps, Yingying bowed.

"mother!"

This sound was so sincere.

Although Zhao Hao's slut was in a hurry, he was helpless. Whenever he had time, he would send a few words to help him relieve his loneliness.

But recently, the voice transmission has become less and less, and the voice is getting weaker and weaker, which makes her feel a little worried.

She just hopes that all this can be spent safely, even if she doesn't get anything.

Especially when she heard his mother rushing to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom alone, she felt a thud, fearing that something bad would happen.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

She felt Bai Xiu's loving caress on her cheeks, and she felt a long-lost sense of security in her heart. Bai Xiu gave her a feeling that was very similar to her master, but not exactly the same.

The Supreme Banana came to the black-faced man and looked at the Wingling Sword with some regret. Then he looked at the Wingling Sword with a smile and bowed slightly: "Congratulations to General Zhao for obtaining the Wingling Sword!"

The black-faced man was a little complicated and just sighed.

Supreme Jiao smiled and said, "Your Majesty himself is the sword spirit, and now he is just returning to his original body. The general does not need to be sad. She just existed in another way, and this way may be the most suitable for her."

"Yeah! Thank you, the elder."

The black-faced man sincerely thanked him.

The Supreme Chan's expression returned to a little solemn: "But one thing needs to be known to the general. Your Majesty's cultivation is the eternal realm, and there are few enemies in the world. However, now the sword is transformed, and the sword holder may not be able to exert all his strength, so the general still needs to

Reassess one's own strength and never act recklessly!

In addition, Your Majesty has another thing that I ask the general to tell him that this matter is related to the biggest secret of the Rue Sword."

As he said that, he passed by.

The black-faced man looked serious when he heard this. It turned out that the gate in the underground palace was the only gate leading to the pre-Qin sword tomb, and the Wing Sword was this key.

The sword tomb is extremely cruel, and it may be difficult to calm down by just one person.

He was naturally not afraid of letting the black-faced man fight, but he still didn't dare to make any decisions easily when encountering such a big thing.

This kind of thing needs to be discussed with Hao'er.

"By the way!"

The black-faced man suddenly woke up: "The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdoms are all due to deer... all due to her suppression. Now that she has transformed into a sword spirit, will there be any chaos?"

"The general can rest assured about this."

Supreme Jiao smiled, and then a powerful aura rose from his body, causing the monsters from the entire Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom to wake up in fear.

The realm of the soul!

Immediately, he turned into a black iron rod out of thin air. This was known to the black-faced man of the iron rod. It was the weapon of Supreme Banana. However, now, it has changed a little more, and mysterious golden patterns are lit all over his body.

There seemed to be a vague handwriting from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

Supreme Jiao smiled: "Your Majesty regards me as his confidant, so he naturally taught some methods of cultivation. Now that I have entered the realm of the soul, and with the help of the Dinghai Ding Hai magic needle and weapon spirit, there will be no trouble in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

Also, the ambition of the spirit of the weapon is to break free from the immortals and Buddhas and reshape the order of the demon clan.

After a while, when I settle down the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, I will send troops to the Taoist sect in the foreign domain. At that time, Jin State will be in chaos. Please don’t give up this opportunity.”

"The Great Elder is righteous!"

...

Sunset Canyon.

It was another bloody day, and the smell of blood in the air was so strong that it condensed into substance, but everyone's mouth and nose were numb, and they could not smell the blood, and could only smell the stench of the rotten corpse.

The sun has already submerged into the other end of the mountain, but it is still extremely hot.

The rise of Yin Qi at night is not good for Buddhist magic power. The Buddhist disciples' magic power and true Qi are almost consumed during the day, so they can only withdraw their troops and rest.

The army of the deserted country finally got a short breathing time.

Quickly close the defense line and make every effort to treat the injured.

At this time, Zhao Hao will be extremely tired.

During this period, Kurong Wenxing has reached its peak. During the day, it finds opportunities to collect vitality from all corners of the battlefield, and instills it into its own wounded at night.

Logically speaking, this is the way to play the perpetual motion machine. As long as you persist, Buddhism will lose.

But with such a huge war, Ku Rong Wenxing's power has long been unable to keep up. He is like a dam, and he will carry out a complete flood storage and discharge process every day.

This is so fucking that even the Three Gorges Dam can’t stand it!

It's another two hours.

Zhao Hao's body was hollowed out again, and he sat on the cliff and doubted his life with He Dan.

"His Majesty……"

"Tell me, how much damage will be in the battle today?"

"Ten thousand seventeen..."

Zhao Hao felt a toothache, and there were 10,000 or 20,000 elite soldiers every day. Which fucking country can withstand this?

Although there are quite a few casualties in Buddhism, the ratio is just a matter of fact, it is much less than that in the Huang Kingdom.

In the Sunset Canyon, the deserted country lost the advantage of defending the city and could only use human lives to block the attack of Buddhism.

If this continues, there is only one result.

The entire army of the Huang Kingdom was destroyed, and the Buddhist spirit was greatly damaged, but he could still enter the Huang Kingdom and do whatever he wanted.

He Dan shook his clothes. The plasma on them had dried up, and the fabric on them was as hard as wood pieces.

He sighed: "Your Majesty, we..."

He paused for a moment and found that Zhao Hao blinked at him.

I immediately held my breath and concentrated, and sure enough, I realized the feeling of being spying on it.

The magic of the Buddhist master blocking perception is too powerful. Sometimes when you stand in front of you, you may not be able to notice him. Because of this magic, countless warriors in the wilderness died in despair.

In recent days, Zhao Hao has repeatedly felt that someone was watching, and He Dan could not find out unless he was fully focused.

His mind was turned on and he instantly remembered the content of the rehearsal.

He continued, "Your Majesty! As long as we persist like this, wouldn't Buddhism be defeated? He thought we were losing troops every day and had already slacked a lot these days, but he didn't know that our strength was not lost at all."

Zhao Hao cut off: "Make them happy for two more days, and give them a big surprise in a month. Is there any problem with that place?"

He Dan nodded: "Don't worry! He is guarding the heavy army and guarding it with a large formation. It is impossible for a Buddhist to discover it."

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Good over there! You can go back and rest!"

"yes!"

He Dan laughed and stood up, walking in a dragon and tiger step, without any fatigue at all.

At the same time, the feeling of being watched disappeared.

Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

If you drag on it, the designation will not work.

The only way is to lure and kill, and it will destroy most of the main forces of Buddhism.

As for the capital to lure and kill...

He closed his eyes, Mingxin Wenxing was extremely bright, and all the stars around him appeared clearly in his perception.
To be continued...