"You have the secret spell. You can kill that person without entering Huangtai Castle. This matter is suitable for you to do."
"According to the order!"
Two hours later, it abandoned its mustard finger and pretended to be like other sky-climbing demons. It packed a bag with a piece of rag, threw some messy things into the bag, carried it on its body, bent down, and hooked it. Carrying his back, he walked out of the Demon Emperor's Palace in a leisurely manner.
There were countless checkpoints along the way from its well to the entrance of the Demon King's Palace. However, the captains of the guards immediately changed their faces when they saw it from a distance. They grabbed the stunned Qing who was about to step forward for questioning and hid far away. of.
It walked out of the Demon Emperor's Palace without encountering anyone questioning it.
It stood outside the gate, looked back at the Demon Emperor's Palace, which had deep walls, and licked the outer lips of its mouth regretfully: "Young men have learned to be smart, so it's not easy for them to eat."
It continued to stagger out and passed by a main street in the sanctuary. A caravan from afar had just entered the city.
There are seventy or eighty monsters among them, and there are twenty guards among them, one is in the realm of destiny, two are in the realm of clear vision, and the rest are below the realm of knowing destiny. The owner of the caravan is rich, and it is the first time he comes to the holy land, and he is shocked. In the majesty and prosperity of the Holy Land, he suddenly saw a dirty and lowly Sky-Climbing Demon slowly "climbing" in front of his mount!
It immediately became furious and cursed: "Where did this beast come from? How dare you appear in the sanctuary?"
The climbing demon suddenly raised its head and grinned at it: "Hehehe, you are so kind..."
Everyone in the caravan shook their heads. Sure enough, the Sky-climbing Demon's intelligence was not fully activated. He actually praised the opponent after being insulted. Then, they saw the Sky-climbing Demon rub his fingers lightly, and there seemed to be a faint feeling. The black smoke flew away with the wind.
The Mingtong Realm Tianzun was suddenly startled and shouted angrily: "What a beast, how dare you poison..."
But before the shouting stopped, it shook violently, and fell straight down from the mount! But Tianzun Mingtongjing clearly felt that he was still sitting on the mount! When he lowered his head, he saw that he had fallen down. It's his own demon body, but his own demon soul is sitting in the beast's saddle!
"What's going on?!" It was shocked. Looking at the other demons in the caravan, they were all like it. The demon body fell down, leaving only the demon soul!
What kind of method is this that even I can't resist?
The Sky-climbing Demon's nose twitched, and he drooled. Then he sucked in suddenly, and all the demon souls fell into its big mouth!
"You're so good...eat."
The climbing demon chewed, finished what he just said, and finally left the sanctuary with satisfaction after a full meal.
There was a dead silence on the street, and the other demons were trembling with fear for fear of provoking it.
"Is that it?" Finally, after its figure completely disappeared at the end of the long street, the demon asked in a low voice.
"It's it." The demon beside him said with a trembling voice: "His Majesty's dog slave, the gluttonous demon, the rebel's eternal nightmare..."
"How many years has it been since it appeared?"
"It's been nearly a hundred years, right? Your Majesty has untied the chain around the dog slave's neck. Who will suffer this time?"
"No matter who it is, they will definitely not be spared!"
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Snapped!
Song Zheng clicked his fingers, and streaks of sword light flew out from his fingertips. In an instant, hundreds of swords were flying and circling in the sky following special trajectories.
"Flicking Fingers to Startle the Sword Technique" is not a simple method: flick your fingers and a thousand flying swords fly out. The reason why monks become monks is that they are far better than ordinary people to fly out thousands of swords at the flick of their fingers. Each of these swords has its own A set of swordsmanship, thousands of swords cooperate with each other, not only will they not interfere, but they will cooperate with each other, making the power even greater.
And among these thousands of swords, if the sword technique of any one sword is taken alone and placed among mortal warriors, it is a set of peerless sword techniques, enough to dominate the world.
Warriors can only compete for supremacy on the earth, while monks have to go up against the sky and ascend to the sky. This is the difference.
Hundreds of flying swords continued to fly in the sky, turning into a ferocious steel dragon, roaring from north to south and east and west. It took a full cup of tea before the momentum slowly weakened. Finally, Song Zheng withdrew his fingers and returned them all.
Into his own Heaven-Sealing Ring.
He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had initially mastered the trick of "Flicking the Finger to Startle the Sword", but he was still far away from the real "little success".
Only when you have truly achieved "a thousand swords at the snap of a finger" can you be considered a small success.
Only after he truly practiced it did he realize how profound and profound this method was. Even if he was at the level of a great bandit in the wilderness, he could not be said to be a "great success", but could only be regarded as a "middle success". If he could really practice to great success,
So even in the Tiantong realm, this method can be regarded as a killer move.
Not to mention anything else, at least in terms of the level of flying swords, thousands of flying swords are at least ninth level magic weapons.
Song Zheng looked at his Sealing Heaven Ring and couldn't help but curled his lips with regret. Although he had collected enough quantity, the levels of flying swords were uneven, and there were too many fifth-level ones.
Sealing Heaven Ring has a special function, it can warm and nourish magic weapons. If he throws in a large amount of materials such as Five Elements Gold Essence, Sealing Heaven Ring can quickly increase the level of the flying sword.
He rubbed his chin and thought about it. If there is a chance for the next imperial edict, he should rob a demon tribe. He is now confident because his strength has been greatly improved.
Seeing that it was already evening, he packed up his things and returned to his residence. It was estimated that someone from Shi Yi and the others would be out of seclusion tonight.
Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a light flew from the sky. It seemed to be aimless and circled over Huangtai Castle several times, flying straight towards Song Zheng. A joyful voice came from the light: "Finally, I found you!
"
Song Zheng stretched out his hand and caught the spiritual light. Inside was a homophonic bone talisman.
However, this one is obviously of a very high level. It is made from the bones of a ninth-level desolate beast. Its surface is covered with dark golden patterns. In addition to transmitting sounds, it should also have the function of teleporting items.
Song Zheng heard the voice sound familiar: "Your Excellency is..."
An excited voice came from the homophonic bone talisman: "I am He Hu, the commander of the five thousand fighting beasts you saved."
"Oh, it's General He." He laughed. He really didn't know the name of the general, but he was a little strange: "How did the general know it was me?"
"It's Mr. Boss... Oh, Mr. Shi Yuanhe, the patriarch of the Three Dynasties, spent a huge price to obtain a pair of precious 'Sky Eye Bone Talisman'. We can clearly see the situation of Huangtai Castle through the Sky Eye Bone Talisman."
As soon as Shi Yuanhe arrived in Tongzhou, he tried to buy a pair of Heavenly Eye Bone Talisman. However, this special "homophone bone talisman" was expensive and the production materials were scarce. It was not found until now. Originally, they wanted to use this pair of Heavenly Eye Bone Talismans.
Fu inquired about the situation of Huangtai Castle and Tianhuo, but unexpectedly he used it to find his benefactor.
An old and steady voice then sounded: "Your Excellency, are you an elite soldier of our court?"
"I am Song Zheng, Wolf Barracks, Seventh Town, North Sai Frontier Army."
"Wolf soldiers?" Shi Yuanhe was surprised. He couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, heroes don't ask where they come from!"
Song Zheng curled his lips secretly, but he didn't really care that much about the words of the elder of the Three Dynasties.
Shi Yuanhe hid his guilt very well. After thanking Song Zheng, he asked about the situation in Huangtai Fort. Song Zheng said, there was nothing to hide, Huangtai Fort was in such a state of ruin.
When Shi Yuanhe heard that there were only a few dozen monks left, he fell silent for a while. After a while, he sighed and said: "It's God's will. Brother Xiao Song, I don't want to say much thanks. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid
I have become the biggest sinner of our court.
Based on your merits, I will report to the imperial court and you will naturally receive a big reward, but it will not help your current situation. How about you tell me what you need and I will help you think of a way to thank you?"
Song Zheng's heart was moved. The rumors that Shi Yuanhe was an upright minister were indeed true. He was not hypocritical and polite: "Everything in the market was destroyed, and we can no longer get any supplies. All kinds of strange medicines, magical talismans, and magic weapons."
They are all in short supply. In addition... he hesitated and said, a method I practice requires a large number of high-level flying swords..."
He was a little hesitant about this last request. After all, it was not that easy to handle.
But He Hu on the side said quickly: "This matter is not difficult to handle. How about a sixth-level flying sword? I can help you get a thousand of them."
Song Zheng was surprised: "Seriously?"
He Hu's embarrassed laughter came: "Say it to make my benefactor laugh: our fighting beast cavalry captain and above are equipped with sixth-level flying swords. Over the years, we have often falsely reported losses, and the Forbidden Army has accumulated several
Thousands of sixth-level flying swords."
The Forbidden Army is the biological son of the Ministry of War, and the Fighting Beast Rider is the elite among the elite. The sentry officer is at the seventh level, the general is at the eighth level, and the battalion general is at the ninth level. When he reaches the level of the general, he is a spiritual treasure.
The sixth-level flying swords are more embarrassing. There are many but they are difficult to sell. Because those who can buy magic weapons from the military formation have some wealth and background, and they go for real high-level magic weapons above level seven, so after so many years,
There are thousands of sixth-level weapons stored in the Forbidden Army's warehouse.
Song Zheng was overjoyed: "That's great, how much does it cost?"
He Hu said angrily: "What are you talking about, my benefactor? How much does He's life cost? How much does the life of the five thousand brothers in the third battalion cost?"
Song Zheng was embarrassed and He Hu said: "These thousand sixth-order flying swords, our third battalion will give them to our benefactor."
Shi Yuanhe on the side said: "Well, let's make a list of whatever needs Brother Song has, such as strange medicines and magic talismans, and I will prepare them for you as a token of my gratitude. In addition, please contact General He on your behalf. There are others in the Forbidden Army.
How many sixth-order flying swords, I want them all, and I will give them to brother Xiao Song together."
He Hu was a little worried at first, and it seemed inappropriate to expose the Forbidden Army's "making money" methods in front of Mr. Shi. Although he guessed that the adults in the court had already known about these things.
Chapter completed!