The black-scaled man had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping. The one making the noise was a long-bearded head on the left, shaped like a wolf's head.

"Brother Du likes them, so you can take them away. Why bother Brother Du to risk their lives?" Yan Chuan, who was sitting on the throne, laughed and said, as if he didn't care about the life or death of the concubine.

"Brother Yan, you are so polite! By the way, Brother Yan has 50,000 horses in hand, and the opposite side only has 30,000. Yu Wencheng can send troops to Yaolin, why doesn't Brother Yan also send troops?"

"When Du came out, he saw with his own eyes that the Liang army was about to press to the border and it would be a matter of time before they invaded the Sui Kingdom. In fact, Brother Yan does not need to be too afraid of Yu Wencheng."

This man surnamed Du is a demon cultivator from the Liang Kingdom. He is looking forward to chaos in the world and wishes for a fight between Yan Chuan and Yu Wencheng.

"Without orders from above, I can't send out the army without authorization. At most, I can send some good soldiers there." Yan Chuan smiled faintly and said in a deep voice.

Even if this demon cultivator, who has some status in the Yu Kingdom, opens his mouth, he can't believe it all.

The Yu State's national strength is not as good as the Sui State. The two countries are already at war with Peizhou and Youzhou. His rash troops will only expand the war. If there is an accident, it is difficult to say whether there will be reinforcements.

Until the day when the Liang Kingdom actually invades the Sui Kingdom, he will never act rashly.

"Brother Yan, are you going to send people to fight for the benefits under the demon forest?" A smile appeared on the face of the demon cultivator surnamed Du.

"I have been stuck in the three realms of perfection for many years. Of course I have to fight. I can't take advantage of that old ghost Yu Wencheng."

After the two of them finished speaking, Yan Chuan's two brothers stood up together.

"Brother, you are stationed in the army. We will personally take our men there."

"Well, bring more of the Three Realms with you. Just in case, you put on these two pieces of skin. If there is an accident, these things can protect you and escape safely."

Yan Chuan nodded, took out two rolls of human skin from a stomach-shaped leather bag on his waist, and threw them out.

The human skin stretches out in mid-air, and is covered with runes, including Taoist talismans and Buddhist scriptures.

Yan Hong and Yan Ying did not dodge or dodge, allowing the human skin of evil things to attach to their bodies. There was a rune seal between them, so they did not have to worry about being contaminated by evil things for a short time.

"We brothers have nothing to do recently, so we went over with them to help out and collect some scattered spiritual springs." The brother Moxiu surnamed Du mentioned was the head on the right side of him.

"Then Yan thanked Brother Du for helping." Yan Chuan smiled and cupped his hands.

The three of them didn't waste much time. Two generals went in front, followed by a demon cultivator, and the three of them strode out of the house.

Watching them go away, Yan Chuan suppressed his smile and made a big move, causing the figures of the twenty-four singing and dancing maids in the room to twist together.

The dark wind suddenly rose, and the graceful figures of the twenty-four women curled inward like scrolls, turning into twenty-four rolls of human skin, which were stuffed into the leather bag on his waist by Yan Chuan.

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Dasuiqian Prefecture, Beijiang County.

Under the scorching sun, the city gates opened wide, and 10,000 cavalry rushed out of the county seat, marching in five columns.

Ten thousand horses may not sound like a lot, but the team can spread out for five or six miles.

Thousands of warriors gathered together, and their qi and blood merged into one body. If you use the Taoist talisman to open your eyes, or the Gu Master's pupil technique, what you can see is five or six miles of blood, like a tumbling river of blood.

"Drive..."

"Drive, drive..."

The horses galloped wildly, the flags were fluttering, and the chariots were filled with blood.

The prince Yu Wenhua led the troops on this trip, while the Marquis of Beining and the second son Yu Wensong stayed in Beining County.

Beining County is adjacent to Beijiang County, separated by hundreds of miles. I don’t know why the Marquis of Beining came here.

At this moment, on a chariot at the front of the team, Yu Wenhua stared coldly ahead, holding a glass pot tightly in his right palm.

The pot is filled with the heart essence and blood of the spirits of the three realms. Through the color of the blood, it can be seen that a black light is slowly dissolving inside. It is Baidie, one of the two evil spirits that came to the Hou Mansion to cause trouble three days ago.

The evil spirit named Bai Yan, who arrived a little late, had been refined by Luo Shengdao's demon path, and a third-grade evil object was also refined into a magical weapon.

It took a lot of effort to capture this third-grade evil spirit alive. The woman fled around Fucheng for two days and was intercepted by them yesterday.

This girl is in extremely miserable condition right now. She is soaked in the spirit blood that is full of Japanese essence, and coupled with the red sand added by the Rashodo demons, she is really going to end up worse than death.

A small amount of blood essence from monsters in the third realm would be a great tonic for her, but after being severely injured, soaking it in a full pot of blood essence would only slowly wear away her evil spirit body.

"Gulu..." Yu Wenhua raised his head and poured in a large mouthful of essence and blood. The true energy in his body circulated and he refined the medicinal power on the spot.

When an evil spirit reaches the third level, it consumes countless essences and blood from living people. It is a great tonic to be transformed into the demon blood.

The woman's miserable howl came from the pot, just like the music he had heard at the palace banquet, and it was extremely sweet.

"This is a good deal. If I exchange four third-grade spiritual objects for their help, my Marquis' residence will get a live third-grade evil spirit, plus the same intact third-grade evil object."

Yu Wenhua's lips twisted into a sinister smile, and he poured a large mouthful of blood into his mouth.

Although this group of people is useful, they all have their own agendas. The warehouse was broken into by thieves three days ago. It is certain that someone from Rasheng Dao and Honglian Temple took action.

The real owner who took away the benefits was not found, but it is estimated to be someone among the guests.

On the chariot in the middle of the team, Luoshengdao and Honglian Temple each occupied a chariot, and the two parties were not far apart.

They knew that their people had been exposed when they entered the Hou Mansion's warehouse, but they all looked calm. As long as the Hou Mansion did not break up with them, they would just pretend that nothing happened.

Behind, there is a three-horse chariot, with eight Gu Masters sitting on the front and shaft of the chariot. The one with a single horn and the one with a whorl in the ear are none other than the Eclipse Gate Gu Master.

The chariot has no compartment and is covered with curtains on all sides. There are three people sitting cross-legged inside.

Zhu Peng, the deputy master of the Eclipse Sect, closed his eyes and meditated in front of him, followed by the third elder Ye Yunmeng and Liu Feng's clone Huangfu Sheng.

Ye Yunmeng was a little distracted and went from Liu Feng to the Hou Mansion's warehouse to retrieve the elixir. Today, three days have passed.

According to her thoughts, Liu Feng's body would not delay rebirth at the Hui Eclipse Gate. As expected, it should have formed a cocoon in the space of Cang Tuo Temple.

A Gu master takes three lives, ranging from half a month to three days, depending on each person's qualifications and nourishment.

Liu Feng is still young, has a strong body, and has a complete third-grade elixir. If nothing unexpected happens, it is time for him to come out.

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"The master's body has not been seen for three days. I think he has not succeeded in reborn. Now he has to go to the demon forest to deal with the monsters. If he encounters a strong enemy, he has to take shelter temporarily."

Ye Yun dreamed and glanced aside. Liu Feng's clone looked calm, and couldn't see anything strange, and he didn't know what was going on.

Turning her gaze to the deputy sect leader, Ye Yunmeng could think of this herself, so she concluded that the deputy sect leader should also guess it.

Liu Feng's main body made a scene inside the door and swallowed some of the poisonous insects inside the main body of the deputy sect. So far, the deputy sect leader has not taken advantage of the opportunity to do anything evil.

"Hey, the sergeants over there are also people under Beining Hou? They are..." Ye Yunmeng suddenly looked sideways to the right and forward.

Two columns of more than a thousand men and horses were on the opposite side of them, heading back.

Sandwiched between the two rows of sergeants was a long queue of refugees. Many of them were not even wearing clothes to cover their shame. They were skinny and sluggish, as if they were seriously ill.

"Poisoned by evil spirits and infected with an epidemic." Zhu Peng opened his eyes, and based on his experience, it was not difficult to see something fishy.

Ye Yunmeng was shocked when he heard this, and various speculations arose in his mind. He couldn't help but marvel at the viciousness of Marquis Beining.

This group of refugees was most likely refugees in distress. They hid in the Gobi like animals and were forced out by the evil spirits of the Marquis of Beining.

No need to think too much about their fate, it was a narrow escape from death.

Liu Feng said nothing. He had seen the blood sacrifice place of the Red Moon Sect.

The queue of refugees in front of them is long, only a lot more than the number of people they marched this time, definitely more than 10,000 people.

The Chiyue Sect can use blood sacrifices of human lives in exchange for the opportunity to break through. Beining Marquis is stationed on the border and has 30,000 troops under his command. It is easier to sacrifice blood to living people.

"The Marquis of Beining, like the Chiyue Cult, is not picky about food. He sacrificed the blood of tens of thousands of refugees... I think he and his son have never tasted the feeling of being blood sacrificed."

Liu Feng watched over ten thousand refugees being driven back, with a gloomy look in his eyes. He himself was a refugee.

If this trip goes well, he will seize the opportunity in the demon forest after his three lives, and let his body cultivate the roots of three Buddhas, and together with his clones, he will be reborn in three lives.

In this way, the main body and the avatars join forces, one person can see, and two people can share it, which is equivalent to sharing a clear field of vision, staying in the four realms, and killing all three realms encountered.

As long as his identity is not exposed, he doesn't mind going back and asking the old ghost of Beining Hou to taste the feeling of being sacrificed by blood.

After all, besides himself, there are two other subordinates who also need the opportunity to enter the Third Realm, and they just want to get it from the Marquis of Beining.

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Six hundred miles of desert, one hundred miles of demon forest.

"Moo..." roars came from the demon forest underground.

This voice was like someone giving an order, instantly triggering the entire demon forest.

The vegetation in the forest swayed, and a large number of animals rushed towards the center of the demon forest from all directions.

Horned snakes, white wolves, sand foxes, lizards, and even the weaker wild donkeys and gerbils, all the spirits that became spirits, as long as they were not too stupid to die, all gathered at the entrance to the underground of the Demon Forest.

At this time, in the grassland at the edge of the demon forest, a section of insect body squeezed through the soil layer and poked its head out.

Two people and one snake stood next to the insect body, looking at the skinny figures from a distance. Within half a day, several waves of refugees emerged from the holes one after another, following up with Sergeant Dasui who came to recruit people deep in the Gobi.

Most of these refugees have families with their families. The elderly and children are so sick that they are barely alive. They have to seek medical treatment.

This is not the first time the plague has appeared. Having experienced the previous two times, how could they not guess the fate of themselves and others?

In the previous two times, only 10% of the refugees recruited by the Marquis of Beining came back alive. Naturally, it will be the same this time. Only 10% of the people will survive. Life and death all depend on luck.

Resentment, anger, and unwillingness, these emotions have long been exhausted, and the refugees who walked out of the cave were completely numb.
To be continued...