The sound of people shouting and horses neighing came from the distance, and another group of people came up the mountain. Lin Zhao didn't go to greet them at all, but just drew symbols on Tianjuli, because this time the person who went up the mountain was Northern Commander Li Chunyang, and this time he went north.
The real commander of the eleven Sword-Suppressing Towers, but Li Chunyang's body was left empty-handed, and someone like Yu Rang was appointed as deputy commander. In fact, Lin Zhao's impression of Li Chunyang was quite bad. In a hundred years, he was no longer the same person he was back then.
The famous generals of Western Shu are now almost the same as powerful officials who are obsessed with profit.
However, Lin Zhao still sent an order for Gao Zhi and Muzhen to accept Li Chunyang's 300,000-strong army heading north.
When Li Chunyang led the army to Beishan, he turned and looked west in the direction of the mountain top garden. There was abundant spiritual energy and bright lights there. Li Chunyang frowned immediately.
"Big Brother."
On the side, Yu Rang, who was riding a black horse, did not hide the anger in his eyes and said: "This Lin Zhao actually refused to see us if he had something to do. What does he mean? This is obviously a prejudice against Da Zhi Ge. Huh, how can such people do this?
Leave him to guard the Snowy Tianchi? If we defeat the demon clan this time, we must root them out and uproot them, otherwise they will be a scourge sooner or later!"
Li Chunyang sneered: "It must be the opinion of our Linlu Army during the battle between Yecheng of Dongwu State and Guxiaoguan. Yu Rang, when you ordered the massacre of the city in Yecheng, did Lin Zhao disobey your military order?"
"yes."
Yu Rang did not dare to hide it, and said: "The massacre of the city was for the food and salary of the three armies, and not for Yu Rang to enrich his own pockets. Lin Zhao blatantly disobeyed the military order and should have been killed on the spot. Who would have thought that a thirteenth-level man suddenly appeared
The Confucian saint single-handedly saved Lin Zhao, otherwise, this kid would have died long ago."
"I'm afraid it's you who should be damned, isn't it?"
There was a chill in Li Chunyang's eyes, and Yu Rang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He said, "Do you know what it means to be protected by a thirteenth-level Confucian saint? Even the royal family of Baidi City would treat a thirteenth-level Confucian saint.
The courtesy is great, not to mention that Lin Zhao has a senior brother who is a fourteenth-level swordsman above him, what kind of a piece of shit are you, Yu Rang, and you actually want to wipe out Lin Zhao?"
"..."
Yu Rang was stunned, and hurriedly dismounted and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly: "Da Zhige, my subordinates know that they are wrong, and their subordinates know that they are wrong..."
Li Chunyang's eyes were full of coldness and disappointment, and he said: "Do you really think that I, Li Chunyang, must use people like you? Is it possible that there are no generals in the three northern states, so I have to have you Yu Rang be the deputy commander of the Linlu Army?
?What kind of virtue do you show yourself by peeing when you have free time? If you hadn't saved my life, I would have killed you long ago!"
"Da Zhi Ge..."
Yu Rang was already trembling and said: "I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."
"Do you know what's wrong?"
"Subordinate... I shouldn't make Da Zhi Ge angry, I deserve to die!"
"It's so stupid!"
Li Chunyang's eyes were cold and he said angrily: "You may not have to die if you make me, Li Chunyang, angry, but if you really make Lin Zhao and the people behind him angry, not to mention you, even our entire Lin Lu Army,
The entire Shang Dynasty will be implicated by this stupid thing like you!"
"Subordinate...subordinate..."
Yu Rang was so frightened that he burst into tears.
"remember."
Li Chunyang pointed his riding whip at the other party and said calmly: "From now on, you are not allowed to show any disrespect to Lin Zhao, let alone have any ill intentions towards Lin Zhao, otherwise no one can save you."
He sneered: "Human, if you are stupid to death, then you are really hopeless."
"Yes Yes……"
Yu Rang kowtowed repeatedly.
Li Chunyang looked towards the mountain top garden again, feeling a little sad. Before, everyone speculated that the white man on the snowy Tianchi might be the reincarnation of Lin Zhao. Now Chen Xi and Han Yetang have confirmed this, so Li Chunyang
This matter is naturally certain. A hundred years ago, Li Chunyang participated in the battle of Tianchi in the snowy area as a famous general of Western Shu. Isn't he Lin Zhao's subordinate? When Lin Zhao was promoted, Li Chunyang sat far away from him and clasped his fists.
Heeded the order.
But now, when he led his army to the snowy Tianchi, Lin Zhao avoided seeing him.
This makes Li Chunyang a little disappointed and sad. Is Lin Shuai disappointed with himself? If not, he would not be able to do this. After all... he is the Northern Commander of the Great Shang Dynasty!
He frowned, let's finish this battle first, and one day he will tell Lin Zhao that he is still the Li Chunyang of the past, and he is still the person who is willing to draw his sword and die for the sake of the human race, and he also has a sincere heart.
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In the early morning, the ghostly world is filled with thick clouds, and the whole world is filled with the breath of death. At this time, the sky is about to get dark, but there seems to be ghost figures floating in the forest.
In the foggy forest, figures carrying majestic aura passed by in the air. They were the seven twelve realms of the human race descending to the west.
Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua each stepped on a flying sword and walked at the front overlooking the earth.
Xu Zhan and Cao Ying were on both sides with their swords, Huang Qingning and Han Fang were at the back. In the center, there was Xu Shuo holding a delicate gray compass in his hand, measuring the mountain and water potential here, and right in front of everyone
At your feet, there is a turbulent river. The river is extremely wide. It seems to be in the flood season at this time, and the water is surging.
"arrive."
Xu Shuo stopped and said: "This is the source of the Kusong River. You can go back down the river, cut off the tributaries, and disrupt the water transport of the Kusong River. Remember, the larger the tributaries, the harder it is to cut them off.
Xu Shuo will stay here, try to seal the source of the Kusong River, and leave most of the water transportation to the Xijian River of our race."
"Um."
Everyone went down the river.
Soon, tributaries appeared in the Kusong River. Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua each chose a huge tributary to continue flowing westward. Just when another tributary appeared on both sides of the tributary, the two great swordsmen directly drew their swords, and suddenly the sky
The bright sword light fell down one after another, cutting the tributaries into pieces, causing endless water transport to scatter in the mountains and forests, making it impossible to gather them together.
Xu Zhan, Cao Ying, Han Fang, and Huang Qingning all stepped onto the river, constantly destroying the tributary water transport. As they stepped onto the river, everyone's expressions were very solemn, although they could not see it in their eyes, looking at the sky with the moon in the water.
You can't see it, but you can clearly feel that there is a giant sleeping deep in the water transport of the Kusong River, and the sleeping giant is sucking up a lot of water transport to nourish its own avenue.
This giant is currently in the thirteenth realm. If it draws more water, it may break through the bottleneck and reach the legendary fourteenth realm. If this is the case, who in the human race can resist it?
"What a strong evil spirit..."
Su Qingjiu flew by in the air and frowned. The whole river was filled with the same kind of evil spirit, but she couldn't be sure where the evil spirit came from. It seemed that the entire Kusong River was its true form. Could it be that this sleeping
The giant monster wants to integrate the entire Kusong River water transport avenue to break the bottleneck and enter the Fourteenth Realm?
If that's the case, it would be really tricky.
Xu Zhan and Huang Qingning walked aside. Xu Zhan kept using his sword in the air to break up the tributaries of water transport, while Huang Qingning waved his long sleeves and blasted a series of spells into the earth, dragging many water transports and then evaporating them one by one.
But at this moment, a bloody figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Huang Qingning's head.
"ah?!"
Huang Qingning's heartbeat suddenly increased. Realizing that the crisis was coming, he hurriedly waved his long sleeves and crushed a golden magic weapon, turning it into a ball of flames that lingered around him. In the sky, the bloody figure was clearly the thirteenth level demon Ning Yuan.
Holy, he gently tapped the Weeping Blood Fan in his hand, and with a "chi" sound, a bloody ray of light penetrated Huang Qingning's abdomen, splattering out wisps of blood.
Huang Qingning was severely injured after just one meeting.
Human monks are at a disadvantage against demon monks at the same level, not to mention that Ning Yuansheng is one level higher than the demon clan thirteenth realm and one of the four protectors of the Ancestral Mountain?
"If you don't stay in Baidi City, you have to go to the Kusong River to die."
Ning Yuansheng opened his five fingers, and wisps of flames swirled between his fingers. The wild and wild artistic conception fell overwhelmingly. Huang Qingning's beard and hair turned white quickly. His death limit was pushed forward sharply by Ning Yuansheng. This kind of killing method without blood was directly
Huang Qingning was shocked. He hurriedly turned around and took out a golden writing brush. It shattered and slightly resisted Ning Yuansheng's blow. Soon, Huang Qingning turned into a ray of light and fell into the water, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Water escape?"
Ning Yuansheng couldn't help laughing: "I'm not very good at fighting, but I'm very good at escaping."
Behind him, one after another figures descended on the Kusong River in the ghost world. There were fifteen people in total. Each one's aura was extremely majestic and blazing, and they were all great demons in the Twelve Realms!
Ning Yuansheng slowly raised his head, looked at Xu Zhan, the Mohist Sword Immortal who stirred up a water vein with his sword not far away, and said with a smile: "It's your turn."
As he said that, he glanced at the many Twelve Realm great demons behind him and said in a deep voice: "Don't be idle, go kill Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua."
"Yes, sir!"
…
The ancestral mountain of the demon clan, the abyss of demon spirits.
A gray figure stood on the edge of the abyss. It was the Demon Ancestor who had finally come out of seclusion. His body was covered in gray and his eyes were staring at the depths of the abyss. Next to him stood a woman in a red dress. She was the Great Demon Ancestor.
Jade.
"it's time."
Demon Ancestor looked at the abyss and said with a smile: "Man Yuan'er, who do you want to kill in the first battle out of the abyss?"
From the abyss, a sharp voice came: "Master, how about killing the champion of the Thirteenth Realm?"
"Can."
The Demon Ancestor smiled slightly, raised his hand and squeezed out a drop of golden blood essence from his fingertips and dropped it into the Demon Spirit Abyss. Suddenly, the abyss was filled with brilliance, which also allowed the new Demon King hiding at the bottom of the abyss to break through the final bottleneck.
