When Dong Jian saw Tang Xuanming again, he couldn't even believe his eyes.
The Tang Xuanming in front of him looked like he had been fished out of a pool of blood. His clothes were completely soaked in blood and turned dark red, and his hair had become a ball, and his eyebrows, ears, and face were all covered in blood.
This heavenly being who came to the world does not have the slightest demeanor of a heavenly being. Instead, he looks like a Shura who came out of hell.
"What are you doing standing around? Arrange a room for me. I need to wash up."
When he heard the familiar voice, Dong Jian dared to confirm that the person in front of him was Tang Xuanming, not a hell demon.
"Yes...yes, sir!"
His palms were covered in cold sweat. Even though he had followed Guo Jing into battle to kill the enemy, facing Tang Xuanming and the vague murderous intent that had not been completely restrained, he still felt terrified and uneasy, as if he would be pierced by a sword at any time.
Cut off the head.
"The True Martial Demon Emperor..."
He couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart, and for the first time he felt the weight of these words.
With such a murderous aura in his name, the Zhenwudang Demon Emperor must be an immortal with a very murderous aura.
It's just that the immortal who came to the world riding a dragon from Lin'an City shocked him so much that he felt extremely surprised.
After chewing the words "Zhenwu Dangmo Great Emperor" carefully, Tang Xuanming walked to him indifferently and said: "Have the specific casualties and harvest statistics been calculated?"
"Not yet. Marshal Guo is still chasing with 20,000 cavalry. The military judge has not yet fully calculated the specific casualty statistics, but it can be determined that this is a great victory. It is roughly estimated that the number of Mongolian people killed in the battle will not be less than five
Ten thousand, as for more prisoners..."
Tang Xuanming paused, and Dong Jian clearly saw a line of clear bloody footprints left behind Tang Xuanming.
The strong smell of blood hit his nostrils, causing his nose to twitch twice and being greatly stimulated.
"Then I'll wait for Guo Jing to return!"
Tang Xuan obviously returned to his mansion directly and did not stay too much in the outside world.
He has reached the limit of what he can do. The rest depends on how deeply Guo Jing understands Wu Mu's suicide note and how amazing he can achieve it.
The body hidden in his heart was roaring. The black divine dragon was majestic. Only one pair of eyes were golden. The vertical pupils similar to those of snakes made people look extremely uncomfortable, but they also contained great majesty.
Under the claws of the black divine dragon, there is also a strange little bloody dragon.
It is said to be a small dragon, but in fact it is also a giant.
In the space that no one else can see, in the boundless nothingness, the black divine dragon is one hundred feet long. A claw presses on the ten-foot-long bloody divine dragon, making the dragon immobile and gradually blending into Tang Xuanming's body.
in vivo.
From time to time, loud dragon roars could be heard, it was two dragons fighting.
But the difference in size made it impossible for the bloody dragon to struggle. After fighting for about half a quarter of an hour, the bloody dragon completely integrated into Tang Xuanming's body, making his whole body turn red like a ripe shrimp.
"Ouch!"
The loud roar of the dragon shook the heaven and the earth, and a bloody divine dragon flashed and disappeared in the void, and then sank into Tang Xuanming's body bit by bit.
Sitting cross-legged in the mansion, Tang Xuanming's body was shaken violently, and his way of entering the world changed rapidly.
The dragon patterns on the body continued to twist, and in a daze, Tang Xuanming saw a black moon-roaring demon wolf, and at the same time a bloody shadow leopard.
Above his heart, a bloody divine dragon suddenly appeared, which was exactly the same as before.
The bloody dragon gradually turned golden from its tail. Although the bloody dragon kept roaring and struggling during this period, it was to no avail.
Finally, it was covered bit by bit with gold, like a lifeless painting, reflected in Tang Xuanming's heart.
In a daze, Tang Xuanming opened his eyes.
He just felt incomparably harmonious with the whole world, and a strong essence poured into his body every time he breathed. Although it was very thin compared to the world, in this world, it was no less than when he swallowed top-notch medicinal materials.
In an instant, he seemed to be accepted by this world and established a strange connection with this world.
Vaguely, his eyes were once again coated with gold, but as his true body, the black dragon above his heart seemed to be in another space, roared, the gold slowly faded away, and his eyes became black and white again.
It was clear, but the pupils were erect, strange and unpredictable, full of majesty.
The commander of the Imperial Forest Army who was guarding the outside trembled all over when he first saw the vaguely appearing bloody dragon. When he heard the loud dragon roar, he knelt down weakly and fearfully, as if he had really seen a dragon in the air.
The divine dragon flying across the nine heavens.
The slight pressure on Tang Xuanming in the house was extremely huge. He was covered in cold sweat and knelt outside tremblingly.
And a large number of soldiers nearby fell down, and everyone seemed to be facing a wild beast, a real dragon.
Squeaky!
The sound of the wooden door opening reached his ears clearly. Dong Jian, who had been staring at the room, seemed to see a bloody dragon walking out of it. But in an instant, the vision disappeared again. He only saw a young man with a majestic face.
, walked slowly in front of him.
"Why are you kneeling on the ground?"
"Yes... there was too much fighting outside the city, and I was a little exhausted for a while."
Dong Jian struggled to stand up. The previous weird state left him, and he no longer felt the slightest pressure.
But standing in front of Tang Xuanming, he still felt fearful and uneasy.
"The handsome flag fell yesterday. Is the Mongolian Emperor Mengge dead? Were the gods suppressing that evil dragon yesterday?"
He had such a guess in his heart, but he did not dare to say anything when facing Tang Xuanming. He just followed Tang Xuanming obediently. He only felt that this heavenly being had become more majestic and majestic after yesterday's night.
In front of me, people feel breathless.
"Is Guo Jing back?"
"The marshal has returned. This is a great victory."
Tang Xuanming nodded, and there was no need to say anything. Dong Jian naturally stood in front of Tang Xuanming and led the way.
"Yesterday, we chased the Mongolian Tatars all night. The marshal has not yet entered the city and is counting the losses at the city gate."
"According to the rule of military judges, this night moon raid killed more than 60,000 Mongolian Tatars and captured more prisoners, more than 100,000 people. It was the greatest victory since the founding of the country."
Tang Xuanming listened silently all the way, but he also knew that this battle would have far-reaching consequences.
It would cause an unprecedented earthquake in the Song Dynasty and directly change the current situation of the Song Dynasty.