His pace was much more brisk than when he came. Although Qin Fan had arranged a lot of tasks for him, some of which would involve the risk of death if he wanted to complete them, but for Wei Shenzong, life and death had long been ignored.
He looked forward to the bright future that Qin Fan described for him.
And willing to dedicate everything to make that day come as soon as possible.
Of course, he also took a sound transmission token with him when he left. The two of them would not meet in private again unless necessary. This meeting alone actually made Wei Shenzong bear many unknown crises.
For example, will the people from outside the world in Xixuan have some doubts about his long journey?
For another example, in this world plundering war, will the Wei Shenzong be directly classified as the enemy because of his defection to Qin Fan?
Another example is whether the Heavenly Way of the Beast Realm will directly impose heavenly punishment on it.
At present, these situations cannot be concluded based on just some information.
So the return of Wei Shenzong this time is also a gamble on life.
But he still decided to go back resolutely, because he knew very well that apart from his status as the master of the Beast Temple, the help he could provide to Qin Fan was minimal.
If some results were not as bad as expected, he would have ruined his inherent advantage by escaping so early.
So he felt the need to go back and take a gamble.
Just like when he decided to meet Qin Fan this time, he also made a desperate gamble after careful consideration.
In response, Qin Fan just watched him leave quietly.
He has analyzed all possible follow-up possibilities for him and respects the decision made by the other party.
Of course, part of the reason is that what he needs is Wei Shenzong, who is the master of the Beast Temple.
However, he secretly gave the other party a layer of protection.
After Wei Shenzong's figure disappeared, the red-blooded coffin behind him became an empty coffin.
Qin Fan did not stay any longer at the lakeside. There were only a few minutes left before the next Tiandao broadcast, and within these few minutes, he used all his strength to escape to the south.
The south was the territory belonging to the Hunting Hall, but after meeting Wei Shenzong, Qin Fan had lost interest in meeting the leader of the Hunting Hall.
His initial target was the Yezhu Alliance, but now that the Wei Shen Sect has unexpectedly appeared, the Hunting Beast Hall is no longer within his scope of consideration.
As for the meeting with the leader of the Yezhu Alliance, we still need to wait for a message from Wei Shenzong.
And his current mission is to hunt down the Four Emperors.
------------------
Three days later, at the boundary between mountains and seas, in the extreme northern ice field, the sky was frozen and the earth was closed, and the cold wind was biting.
[Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] is wrapped in a thick fur. With his strength that has just broken through the sky control realm, it is reasonable to say that he is immune to such extremely low temperatures. However, this extreme northern land is different.
The cold wind seemed to hit my spiritual power directly.
It was like a dull knife slowly cutting through the muscles in the body.
And after arriving here, [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] can also understand why the Northern Barbarians have been thinking about going south, because this environment is simply not suitable for human habitation.
Although the climate changes in the Far North occurred after the Age of Great Strife began, it seems that it was quite difficult to live in before.
But even in such a difficult environment, the Northern Barbarian Dynasty still managed to cripple itself.
Then he looked at the two tall and burly men beside him, one of whom was wearing short sleeves and exposed two exaggerated arms as thick as his thighs.
Originally, the identity of the other party was unknown due to the authority of [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy], but later, because it involved the smooth migration of the two royal families, Tuoba Bodhisattva and Li Ruohai had to reveal their true identities.
This also brought great shock to [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac].
Because he never thought that the two barbarian kings would be recovered quietly in the ghost market.
And with the addition of barbarian soldiers from the two royal families, the current [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] really has the majestic appearance of the lord of a state.
According to his previous arrangements, he swept across the two realms in a very short time, and currently the Flying Wing Archguards led by Lin Yi and the Blood Xuan Guards composed of players are still gradually devouring the abandoned territory of the Northern Barbarians.
That's right, the Northern Barbarians have now all withdrawn from the Northeast Prefecture.
The reason lies in the successive blood sacrifices initiated within the clan.
Murong Fu made a good start, and then Gong Wulai carried it forward. Then when the new Northern King came to power and stationed three major armies at the northern border, the Northern Barbarians mobilized their troops to resist, and the third blood sacrifice
It also started quietly.
This time it was the Feidan royal family that was broken.
It stands to reason that the same mistake can be made in one or the other. Murong Fu took advantage of the struggle for power within the Northern Barbarians and the Jiuying clan was wiped out, so he found the right opportunity to launch a blood sacrifice.
When Gong Wuze completed the internal reorganization of the Northern Barbarians and was about to gather all his troops for the first battle to boost morale, he took the opportunity to raid his base and caught the second good opportunity.
And this third time, no matter how stupid the Lord of Northern Xinjiang was, he would not let such a tragedy happen under his nose.
But the fact has happened, and more importantly, the person who initiated this third blood sacrifice is the lord of Northern Xinjiang and the leader of the Baize royal family, Yu Shuyang.
This also caused the Northern Barbarian Army, which had been retreating steadily after being beaten in the northeastern state capital, to immediately decide to withdraw to the Far North Icefield.
After all, the severity of this matter is far greater than the last time and the last time. The two barbarian kings, Yingzhao Royal Family and Qinyuan Royal Family, who are relatively well preserved at present, are completely confused. They once had ten kings of Northern Xinjiang roaming the northern land, overlooking the Central Plains of Kyushu.
.
It's only been so long now, but they are the only ones left staring at each other.
And this is why Tuoba Bodhisattva and Li Ruohai decided to come to the Northland to find out.
At the same time, it also brings closure to their past for the last time.
As for [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac], they just stopped by to watch the fun.
Because the internal war that breaks out again in the Northern Barbarians will further affect the situation of the Northeastern Prefecture, as he is about to be promoted to the State Shepherd, he has the responsibility to investigate the truth of the incident and the subsequent impact.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, the main thing is to have fun.
"Senior, what do you think of the Northern Barbarians... No, what will happen to Northern Xinjiang in the future?"
While on the road, [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] did not forget to brush up the friendship with the two barbarian kings around him. Among the cards in his collection, there are also exclusive skin versions of these two barbarian kings. In addition, the strength of both of them has reached the level of Dharma.
territory.
If necessary, use card possession at the moment.
It is also an important trump card for him.
After all, Zhuque Qisu and others are about to be eliminated. For example, Lin Yi, who is very friendly with him, is now almost overtaken by him in terms of strength, which is really a stretch.
When Tuoba Bodhisattva heard the other party's question, he pondered for a moment and said.
"In fact, from the moment Beijiang decided to cooperate with King Wuwei and set foot in Kyushu, defeat was doomed."
"Why?" [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] didn't expect to get such an answer.
"Because in the past half a year, most of the barbarian soldiers stationed in the Northeast Prefecture have been exhausted. Even if the Northeast Prefecture is placed in the land of Kyushu, the prosperity alone is only at the bottom, coupled with the damage caused by our tribe's invasion
This power has caused the economic strength of this state to regress for almost a hundred years.
But for us who are surrounded by wind and snow every day, everything here is still novel and full of temptation.
This kind of temptation inadvertently erodes the capital we rely on most, which is also the bloody nature of people from northern Xinjiang.
Their bloody nature has been lost, and all the soldiers in northern Xinjiang no longer fight for survival. They begin to be greedy for this kind of prosperity, the power and wealth in their hands, and after being addicted to pleasure, they realize the beauty of life.
Then they do not have a fighting style that is fearless of death.
Plus within us..."
Tuoba Bodhisattva sighed.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. At this moment, he has deeply suspected that the northern border, at the invitation of King Wuwei, chose to cause chaos in the world. This was originally reserved by the wily prince to kill him with a single blow
The last move.
Because the Wuwei Palace can cut off its route to the northeastern state capital at any time, and also prevent them from returning to the Arctic ice sheet from the sea.
And as time goes by, more and more Northern Xinjiang people are corrupted by prosperity, and they are likely to begin to hate their origins and refuse to return to their tribe. So will they still be considered Northern Xinjiang people by then?
Therefore, when the bloody spirit of these people is completely wiped out, and then the two areas are completely separated, then the Wuwei Palace can take over their clan areas at a very small cost, or swallow up all the troops sent to garrison in the Northeast Prefecture.
"Jade ignores...fortunately you died early enough." Tuoba Bodhisattva sighed in a low voice.
Li Ruohai on the side also let out a heavy sigh. When they cooperated with the two royal clans to migrate secretly, they found that the clansmen no longer rejected the integration of Kyushu from the bottom of their hearts, and even more clan members had no nostalgia for their clan land.
Because the deepest memories there are of constantly avoiding the severe cold, or struggling to find some food in the ice and snow, and at the same time worrying about what to do if I am hungry tomorrow.
For the high-level royal family, the situation is better, but their lives are about the same as those of ordinary people in Kyushu.
But it doesn't matter now.
The royal family they belong to has changed their names and continues as an ordinary family, and they have also abandoned Northern Xinjiang.
But at this moment, because of the remaining obsession in their hearts, they wanted to take another look and see the official end of Northern Xinjiang.
Looking ahead, the vast expanse of ice is pure white.
The crystal clear ice cubes sparkle in the sun, like countless tiny diamonds, emitting a mysterious light.
It was freezing cold, and there was an icy air in the air, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
Close.
With the strength of Tuoba Bodhisattva and Li Ruohai, they had already heard the sound of fighting and seen the dots of bright red swaying on the white ground in the distance.
"Baize, Yingzhao, Qinyuan...the last three tribes will also kill each other." Tuoba Bodhisattva frowned slightly.
He released his momentum in one fell swoop, and the powerful pressure directly stunned the soldiers of the three tribes who were fighting for their lives.
After Li Ruohai stepped forward to observe, he also frowned.
"There is no orderly fighting, there is no formation of troops, just fighting for the sake of fighting. This situation..."
"There are third parties...not just third parties."
A flash of light flashed in Tuoba Bodhisattva's eyes. He picked up the dazed [Sword Crazy Sword Maniac] beside him and rushed through the fighting crowd with rapid strides. This time, he did not release the pressure again, just because he was not there.
A sudden momentum in the distance frightened him.
And he didn't want to attract that strong man's attention just yet.
"Senior, what's going on?"
[Sword Crazy Sword Maniac], who was carried on his shoulders in an inelegant manner, was very confused, but he could also detect a commanding and domineering aura that shook the snow on the surrounding trees to fall.
But just when Tuoba Bodhisattva was about to answer, a poetic trumpet sounded across the sky.
[When I return to the mountains and seas, I feel sad for a moment, my murderous intention rises, and hundreds of cities are in ruins; with majestic flags, thousands of roaring flags, trampling on monsters, and thousands of tribes becoming emperors!]
"He is...how is that possible!"
Tuoba Bodhisattva stopped walking, and Li Ruohai on the side looked extremely solemn. Only [Sword Crazy Sword Crazy] was still beating his legs continuously. He was really curious about who could shout out this poem number.
A hero.
After all, this is so fucking crazy.
------------------
Go back in time a little bit.
Inside the central tent of the Baize royal family.
The Lord of Northern Xinjiang, Yu Shuyang, quietly looked at the two barbarian kings who broke into it. At the same time, with the strength that had just broken through to the Dharma Realm, he also found that he was surrounded by the troops of the two royal families. This time, the two families were in full force.
Move out.
After all, if there are still people in the clan, it is very likely that they will follow in the footsteps of the previous three clans' murders.
"You guys step back first." After Yu Shuyang screened away the rest of the people in the tent, he said to the two barbarian kings calmly, "Is something wrong?"
The sarcastic laughter spread out and continued to echo in the big tent, becoming more and more harsh.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Pang Ban, the patriarch of the Qinyuan royal family, kept laughing, but his eyes were extremely cold.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Yu Shuyang raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, and then moved his gaze to Zhao Huangchao, the leader of the Yingzhao Royal Clan.
"You two have also reached the realm of Dharma..."
"Yu Shuyang, don't answer questions that are wrong!" Pang Ban shouted.
"This is the answer." Yu Shuyang picked up a fruit in front of the case, took a bite, and threw it aside casually, "This is also the root of the gap between you and me. What good luck, hehehe."
Zhao Huangchao seemed to understand something, and he frowned slightly.
Pang Ban also put away the sneer on his face.
"Just because of this?"
"Isn't this enough?" Yu Shuyang stood up and swept aside the dishes on the table. There was a crackling sound, and his eyes were filled with deep jealousy and resentment. "Good luck's destiny! Damn it!"
!
In this world where the strong are supreme, you freaks shouldn't be alive!
What kind of sudden enlightenment can pass fate and inherit the martial arts heritage of another life!
Ridiculous! Extremely ridiculous!
Do you know how difficult it is for even a highly qualified warrior to reach the Dharma Realm?"
Then Yu Shuyang suddenly sat back again, with a hint of mocking and silent sneer at the corner of his mouth.
I don't know if he is mocking the two people in front of him for not eating minced meat, or he is mocking himself for the step-by-step approach to his current situation.
The aura of Dharma Realm exuding from his body became increasingly manic, which created a very conflicting image with his silent side.
"Northern Xinjiang is over, and I don't need to think about it anymore, so isn't it good to recycle waste?"
at the same time.
On a high mountain ten miles away from the northwest corner of the tent, the high priest of the Baize royal family was raising his staff high. The interlocking bloody patterns enveloped the Baize clan's territory in one fell swoop, including of course the members of the two clans who broke into it.