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Chapter 204 Winter Thunder

Zheng Xian saw that the nightingale had no problem traveling through the miasma, so he jumped off the ten-meter platform and leaned towards the cage.

In the cage, Deputy Director Lin's face turned gray, his eyes were closed, and there was no sound at all.

Next to Deputy Director Lin was the old man of sweet potato, but the old man of sweet potato had no problems and was still vulgar. When he saw Nightingale Zheng Xian coming, he waved his hands repeatedly.

What was strange when Zheng Xian asked him to find that there was another woman lying in the cage.

The woman didn't make any noise, her long golden wheat wave hair showed that this was not an oriental race.

At this time, there was a small red dot on the woman's forehead, as if a red pill was sticking on it.

Looking from Zheng Xian's perspective, this woman is like a goddess, a goddess full of classical aura that only exists in Greek mythology. If this woman's eyes open and still has this elegant temperament, she would be a goddess who fell into the mortal world.

Nightingale ran to the front of the cage and reached out to touch the cage, but was stopped by the old man Sweet Potato waved his hands repeatedly.

Nightingale glanced at the woman lying on the ground, as if she was quite familiar with the woman, and then carefully observed the cage.

In Zheng Xian's eyes, there was a pitch-black qi wandering back and forth in the cage. The qi is much more powerful than the power of vitality, and it is really difficult to start.

Nightingale stood in front of the cage and pondered for a long time, but seemed to have no solution, so she stretched out her mecha cage and grabbed it towards the cage.

...

In the command center, Tu Jun had eleven other pillars, and Ergouzi had a very good look.

Although the Northern Army's Spurs escaped by luck, they were seriously injured and had been sent for treatment at this time. I don't know when I will recover my combat effectiveness.

However, Zheng Xian and Nightingale have not heard of it. The helicopter has been searched several times but has not been found.

The subordinates of King Cao and the corpse-raising soldiers did not leave Caofen Mountain as they expected, but instead guarded several exits of King Cao's Palace like they were guarding.

Obviously, he wanted to regard King Cao's Palace as his long-term entrenchment. This seemed to be the rhythm of occupying the mountain and becoming the king.

This made the eldest grandson all curious. They didn't know what tricks King Cao was playing. The idea of ​​the immortal cultivator was originally very abnormal, let alone an immortal cultivator who had been sleeping for thousands of years. For a while, even the second dog could not understand the true intention of King Cao.

However, no matter what King Cao's intentions have, thousands of years have passed, and when he wakes up, he will definitely have many surprises that need to be digested carefully.

But this is not a surprise. After all, this Cao King Palace was originally the territory of Cao King. It seemed that it was more normal for him to wake up and stay at his home and not leave.

At this time, ten thousand troops were rushing towards this side from different directions. At most, these troops would arrive in another hour, and then they would directly step on the Cao King's Palace into powder.

If only these ten thousand people could not kill King Cao, they would be prepared to level the Caofen Mountain directly at that time. At that time, it would not be a blow-up of the mountains and clearing the way, but a broken mountain collapse and destroying everything!

Even the Monument of Eternity was destroyed.

This is the idea of ​​the Twelve Pillars, and their eldest grandchildren do not have the courage.

The twelve pillars naturally have their own insights, and their understanding of the existence of the monument casting realm is clearer than that of the eldest grandsons.

They even gave up the Monument of Eternal Life, which shows how much they valued King Cao at the realm of casting the monument.

The villagers of Caojia Village have been all transferred and taken care of. Dozens of dead stones are inlaid on the tall pillars around them.

These dead stones pulled out a light curtain and enveloped all of them.

The bloodline of King Cao is definitely a very dangerous thing in this situation. As long as the bloodline of King Cao exists, King Cao may be reincarnated or possessed. Without being sure that King Cao has indeed died, no one in Caojia Village can leave. If King Cao lives without seeing anyone, the future fate of the villagers in Caojia Village may be quite bad. It is something that no one wants to see. Even the Twelve Pillars are not born to kill hundreds of villagers. If it is avoidable, it is best to avoid it.

Ergouzi's face looked very ugly. He didn't know where he found a chair, sat in the command center, and chose the position in the middle, which was quite prominent and above everyone else. He didn't feel that being surrounded by people seemed to be questioned at all.

If Zheng Xian died, it may not be unexpected that No. 8 and No. 9 were trained by him. If he died, he would feel very uncomfortable, but Nightingale had no movement?

Tu Jun said at this time: "Dog, when will your hunting god warrior be in place?"

Ergouzi snorted heavily and said, "The God Hunting Warrior is not under my control. I am responsible for the fourth floor and the first floor. You better go to Lao Lin. In addition, why ask the God Hunting Warrior to come here? Their combat ability and their high-pressure jet armor can only fill in pits here, which has no use. If you come, you will die in vain. If you die, wouldn't the cultivators in China make a fuss?"

Tu Jun had long been used to Ergouzi's lack of angry ways of speaking. Since he knew that he was better than them at the age of five, he seemed to have never been happy and always been angry.

The command room fell silent again.

After a long time, Wu Qi said: "The old men were waiting for news from us. After we got the night-great golden lotus and decided to belong, they began to capture the lot of life and death. Now we see that there will be no good news here. Have they already started to capture lots?"

As soon as this sentence was said, all the eldest grandsons of the Twelve Pillars were a little nervous.

It is of great importance, so they cannot help but be nervous.

It can be said that this draw of lots will determine their destiny. Whether to continue holding the diamond key until they gain Biaobing's authority or spit out the key, becoming an ordinary citizen with a small family, even like the young man who wanders on the streets to pick up garbage but is not allowed to leave the city.

But Tu Jun said, "The lot is delayed. We have to wait until King Cao is killed. Anyway, the elixir for prolonging life has not been refined yet. No matter how early I draw lots, I can't eat them."

"This King Cao is really that powerful?" Qin Chuan was poor and had no rest all night, and his face began to turn pale.

Tu Jun and others were all silent. They could not imagine how big a person he could make even if he was an immortal cultivator. A guy who was killed by a mortal to cast a monument? Very powerful?

In this mortal world, the highest cultivation level they have ever seen is the Gangqi realm. They have never heard of the many realms behind them, so they have no references to the existence of the monument casting realm. Their fear of King Cao is more because King Cao can refine nearly two thousand elite soldiers into soldiers.

Not to mention them, even Ergouzi, who deals with immortal cultivators all day long, has a very weak understanding of the existence of the monument-casting realm, because he never thought of confronting the existence of the monument-casting realm.

In the mortal world, casting monuments is almost a myth.

At this time, Ergouzi was thinking about whether he would release all the spare warriors he trained.

Ergouzi is a living person. Since he knew that he was shorter than others, he always felt a sense of crisis, just like the nature of a rodent, he liked to stock up on food. Ergouzi hoarded some spare warriors, but the number was really not large.

Deputy Director Lin consumed too many of his Immortal Warriors at one time, and all the eighteen Immortal Warriors were buried in the fairy world. It was completely unexpected that he had only five Immortal Warriors left in his hands, and there were still many shortcomings in actual combat. In addition, these warriors were quite unstable. Recently, three Immortal Warriors had allergic reactions when injecting vitality liquid, and became useless people.

Although the remaining five soldiers who died of warriors are also military backgrounds, they are his subordinates. They can basically obey his commands completely and can be regarded as their direct line. This is his last power. It is exposed too early. If there is any mistake, he, the deputy director of the fourth floor, may have to pat his butt and get out.

After leaving the business, Liusi, would he return to his army? This is something Ergouzi absolutely does not want to.

Ergouzi became anxious when he thought of returning to the army.

At this time, Ergouzi was a little undecided.

...

Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder rolled in winter was really amazing.

At this time, flames were rolling in the Dragon and Tiger Pill Furnace. Eight Taoists were sweating profusely, each holding a jade coin in their mouths. The fan in their hands kept swaying. Every time they moved, a layer of flames rose up in the Dragon and Tiger Pill Furnace.

At this time, the alchemy furnace had been burned to gold, and the dragon and tiger on the alchemy furnace were wandering endlessly, like a lantern.

The real person of Longhu held a peach wood sword in his hand, his eyes shone brightly, and he cut around the alchemy furnace from time to time. He must have thought that the real person of Longhu was quite funny. Others were so tired that he was putting useless flower stands beside him.

Only when one can achieve a certain level of cultivation can one see that at this time, the back hall of the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple is full of gods and ghosts, almost filled with gods and ghosts, just like canned sardines.

These gods and ghosts are all ghosts and gods in the mountains, wild ghosts in the mountains, elves who become spirits, and monsters cultivated by wild beasts. Their targets are all treasure elixirs in the Dragon and Tiger Pill Furnace.

Four major difficulties in alchemy.

First, it is difficult to find genius treasure materials.

Second, it is difficult to find a grade-grade alchemy furnace.

Third, the fire is difficult to control.

Fourth, this demon is invading.

The most difficult thing to practice in the world is not the human race, but the tree spirit beast monsters called the gods of heaven and earth. They may not be as good as mortals for hundreds of years. Therefore, they have a strong desire for genius treasures and magic medicines. Whenever immortals refine elixirs, they can always attract the surrounding mountain spirits and ghosts to harass them.

There are always strange beasts and monsters lingering next to some genius treasures. They are not to protect the genius treasures, but because the genius treasures have not yet been formed, they swallow them when they are waiting for the genius treasures to mature. This is also the reason why the genius treasures are rare.

Every time the peach wood sword in the hands of the Dragon and Tiger real man slashed, at least a dozen monsters died, threatening other monsters, making other monsters afraid to get close.

In the other hand of the Dragon and Tiger True Man, he held a water purification bottle. Whenever a soul was cut by it, he would put it into the water purification bottle.

Those soul fragments turned into this water purification bottle and were spit out. Then, these souls helped the Dragon and Tiger real people to guard the alchemy furnace and became a kind of Taoist soldiers.

Taoist nun Ganoderma lucidum stood beside her, not daring to speak, not daring to breathe loudly, pinched her throat, frowned, and used all her wisdom to study the process of refining the treasure elixir.

Longhu Mountain was passed down through bloodlines. In the generation of Longhu Zhenren, only one Ganoderma lucidum was born, and there were no males, so Ganoderma lucidum would become the Jurchens of Longhu Mountain.

Not only did the Dragon and Tiger real people work hard, but they also worked hard to inherit the Taoist tradition and not be seen clearly by others.

Ganoderma lucidum was not so arrogant, but it was always despised because she was not a male, and Longhu Mountain seemed to be cursed. She always passed on her own and gave birth to a woman. In the end, she had to recruit a son-in-law to maintain the Taoist tradition!

Ganoderma lucidum’s father, Longhu Zhenren, came to recruit a son-in-law, so people always joked about Longhu Mountain, saying that Longhu Mountain has tigers but no dragons, and has been passed down for thousands of years, and outsiders have always taken advantage of it.

It’s not that women without Longhu Mountain want to become real people, but women often have much difficulty in cultivating immortality. The mother of Ganoderma lucidum ultimately fails to cultivate immortality and recruit a son-in-law to marry into a wife and maintain the Taoist tradition.

So from the age of ten, after knowing his destiny, Ganoderma lucidum worked hard and put in ten times more effort than ordinary people to prove itself.

Ganoderma lucidum is smart and talented. With her own efforts, she naturally achieves great success. Over time, Ganoderma lucidum, which is always despised, was discovered. Those who despise her were all a group of straw manure buckets, becoming the most likely first Jurchen in Longhu Mountain.

In this way, Ganoderma lucidum looks arrogant when everyone looks.

The last time I went to the fairy world secretly, Ganoderma lucidum was to prove myself. Unexpectedly, I suffered the greatest setback in my life. Not only did I lose the Qingyu Tianmen and return the scroll, but I was also seen and kept it for many years and never showed it to anyone.

The hatred in Ganoderma lucidum was so loud that it was hard to express. After the alchemy was completed, he picked up his sword and killed the hateful and despicable guy.
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