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A hurricane passed by, the gray mist dissipated, and the psychedelic and chaotic void burned into countless light fires. The magic weapons were shattered and scattered all over the sky.
He won a great victory, but Song Zheng suddenly raised his head, looking a little confused. He sensed something, but could not accurately describe what it was.
He could feel that it seemed to be related to the thunderclouds of punishment that were dispersing in the sky.
By this time, his whole body was relaxed, exhausted, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He also reached the limit, relieved of the power of the two military formations, and his breath dropped rapidly.
Shi Zhonghe flew over and supported him: "Sir, how are you?"
Song Zheng waved his hand gently: "It's nothing serious." He swallowed a few spiritual pills to replenish his spiritual energy, but the feeling of weakness did not subside easily.
"Set up camp on the spot and clean the battlefield." He gave the order and said at the same time: "Two seniors will protect me."
"yes."
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The hill is not high, with trees and grass growing on it. There is a small valley at the bottom of the hillside, where hares and deer are foraging for food in the forest, alert and contented.
There are countless similar places like this in the whole world, which are inconspicuous.
With a flash in the sky, a lotus flame burned. It was located high up, a hundred feet above the ground.
Then, the void jumped, and a purple gold gourd came out, turned its direction, and seemed to be looking around.
Finally, pale golden waves floated, and a withered leaf floated over from the sea of ​​suffering.
The three ancestors gathered together. On the hillside below, the lower creatures were completely unaware. Rabbits were gnawing at grass roots and deer were chewing leaves. A voice from the bottom of the mountain said: "Hey, are you here to teach me again?"
Zijin Gourd kept saying: "You still refuse to give up that trick?"
A dark stone appeared out of thin air at the bottom of the hillside, and He said: "You have your way, and I have my way; how do you know that my way is blocked?"
Ku Rong Ye Ye said: "The Mizhen Sect is notorious, doesn't it prove that this road is impassable?"
The dark stone is still stubborn: "Back then...after that, we have nothing to do with each other. You have arrangements, and I have plans. We have different ways, and we don't want to work together. Let's say goodbye."
The dark stone disappeared without a trace!
The three ancestors looked at each other and shook their heads secretly.
"You have to be careful about this hard rock."
"Lest He spoil things at a critical moment."
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Song Zheng visualized the Dao Lei Cauldron Book, and the spiritual energy in his body was circulating. After nine great weeks, the spiritual energy was active, and with the help of spiritual pills and Yuan Yu, he finally recovered.
He was not in a hurry to get out of seclusion, but brought up the soul of Gray Mist imprisoned by him, and wanted to forcibly read the memory in it.
He doesn't give any hope to people who believe in the true religion, but wants to talk to them. Such a crazy person should use cruel methods.
However, he continued to use the methods of the Nirvana Hall, but found nothing. The soul clearly existed, but it was dull and chaotic.
Song Zheng was confused, and once again changed the method of gods and demons, but still had the same reaction.
Song Zheng frowned and was surprised. After two attempts, he had discovered that this state was not "active" by the gray mist, but seemed to be... imprisoned by a certain existence that Mo Keming said had a rare magical power.
The reason why Song Zheng made such a judgment was still because of the powerful Yin Shen and the ability to sense heavenly secrets.
When he captured Gray Mist's soul, he didn't check it carefully, but presumably this kind of great magical confinement has always existed in Gray Mist's soul, and even Gray Mist himself didn't know about it.
Once the soul is imprisoned, this great magical power will be activated.
To be able to use magical powers to secretly control the soul and make a peak ancestor unaware, at least a senior Zhenguo takes action! Ordinary Zhenguo cannot do this, because Gray Mist is a powerful person among the peak ancestors.
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But Song Zheng judged that the one who took action was probably more than a senior state-controlled person.
If it were before, he would not have made such a conjecture, because in his mind, the strong people in Zhenguo were already the strongest, and those who were above senior Zhenguo would have ascended.
But after experiencing that incredible Linghe River water battle, he saw a higher existence.
Everything about Huiwu was weird, and he subconsciously concluded that the inside story was complicated and could not be dealt with simply.
He couldn't find any clues from the gray mist's soul, so he had to get up and withdraw from the strange formation and walk out.
The battlefield has been cleaned: there is actually nothing to clean, there are not many people killed, and the real battle takes place between the strong.
However, the county town of Pei County is no longer inhabitable. The surrounding area has been polluted by the flesh and blood corpse of the Underworld King, and crops cannot grow. The entire county town must be moved.
Kong Baiyu left five hundred soldiers to deal with these matters.
After Song Zheng came out, the two ancestors came up to him: "Sir?"
Song Zheng waved his hand: "I'm fine." He looked around and asked, "Did Fan Hua catch him?"
"No." They searched the surrounding area for dozens of miles and found no trace of Fan Hua.
Song Zhengdao: "Send a letter to Long Yiwei, the capital master, to conduct a thorough investigation of Fan Hua."
"Yes." Zeng Baihu agreed and went to do it immediately.
Song Zheng asked those around him again: "Do you understand the Mizhen Sect?"
Everyone slowly shook their heads. Although the Mizhen Cult was notorious in the Hongwu Dynasty, they have always been mysterious. In the tragedies they caused in history, more than 90% of all witnesses died in the end, and they died miserably.
Among the Longyi Guards, there is not much information about the Mysticism.
Lu Wanmin said: "When I was in the capital, I read the information about the Mizhen Sect in Wei Zhong. The monsters in Zhaixing Tower did a special study. They found that every time the Mizhen Sect caused a tragedy, they had one characteristic: attracting strange monsters from outside the world.
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For example, this time, it was the Underworld King who returned to heaven. Before this time, there was the tragedy of the destruction of the Eighteenth Village in the ancient city of Liaoshan in Saibei sixty years ago. That time, they opened a large formation near the ancient city of Liaoshan to connect the ancient demons.
Yuan, attracted a Taiyan giant demon, and all 300,000 living creatures in the Eighteenth Village were spared..."
"Further back, there was the 'East River Massacre' ninety-six years ago. They broke through the void barrier in a hundred-mile-long 'East River' and attracted a giant beast from the 'Far Desert Sea', Cetiosaurus.
, the giant beast ravaged the entire East River, swallowing up more than ten villages and towns on both sides of the river, and a county with a total of 500,000 people."
He paused and continued: "According to the statistics of the monsters in Zhaixing Tower, the Mysterious Sect likes to attract strange demons from outside the world, but they have no interest in attracting the Chaos Demons who are the easiest to attract.
Among the recorded massacres committed by the Mystic Cult, there is not a single case involving the Chaos Demon."
Song Zheng frowned and thought for a while, a cloud of sadness came over his heart.
The situation is getting more and more complicated. Before the Qiaoshan bandits attacked, he had a "Tianji sense", but then it disappeared. It is said that the Qiaoshan bandits have no ability to cover up Tianji, so what happened?
Could it be the work of the being who sealed the gray fog soul?
But it’s also unreasonable. An existence of that level will not intervene personally after leaving the errand to Gray Fog.
And he originally thought that what he fished out this time was a traitor from the Hongwu Celestial Dynasty, or a spy from Hua Xu hiding in Hongwu territory, but now it seems that it may not be the case.
He recalled what Hui Wu said at the beginning: Could it be that even the Mizhen Sect thought that such troubled times were their opportunity and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to "rise up"?
He raised his head and looked around, everything was devastated.
The Longyi Guards were better off, but the Hezhou Prefecture soldiers were extremely miserable, not much better than the helpless people in Peixian County. The real target didn't even see a shadow, and it was already so miserable.
Kong Baiyu came over with a low voice and a low mood: "Sir, can you think of a way? It is easy to move these hundreds of thousands of people to other states and counties, but how to settle them is very difficult.
Their homes were destroyed and they had nothing. They would need houses and fields to relocate elsewhere. But the state of the court now... Well, you also know that this money is not a small amount, and it will definitely not be used."
Song Zheng went to see the hundreds of thousands of people in Peixian County again, and felt very tired. He could not imagine how Shi Yuanhe and Xiao Zhen could always maintain hope in such a difficult situation for the court, and still want to survive the emperor to death, and then work together to revive the emperor.
Hongwu Celestial Dynasty.
"I... think of a way." He wanted to tell Kong Baiyu that there was nothing he could do. This was not Jiangnan, and he was very poor now. He had to trick Uncle Yanling in order to be able to pay for the Lie family's beast riding.
But when the words came to my lips, I really couldn't say them out.
Kong Baiyu was obviously relieved when he heard what he said. In just a few days, he had already developed a firm sense of trust in Song Zheng. As long as Mr. Song agreed, there would be a way.
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Huang Ruitao and dozens of Hundred Battle King Cavalry stood quietly in the wilderness dozens of miles away. They witnessed the entire battle with their own eyes.
After a long time, he turned around with a serious look on his face. The Hundred Battle King Cavalry behind him had different expressions, but none of them could laugh anymore.
Beginning in the afternoon, the Qiaoshan Bandits exploded the void with a big virtual hammer, and then at night the Mizhen Cult summoned the Underworld Demon King. In the two battles, every Hundred Battle King Cavalry knew that they would definitely lose if it were them.
"You should look at each other with admiration after three days of separation." Huang Ruitao held back a sentence for a long time. He didn't want to inflate other people's ambitions and destroy his own prestige, but he had followed the general for many years, but he couldn't do that kind of nonsense with his eyes open, mindless.
Something to belittle your opponent.
In fact, the ambush they arranged in the afternoon was far inferior to that of the Qiaoshan bandits. Even if their overall strength was higher than that of the Qiaoshan bandits, if they were to kill them from the mountain like that, they would probably die worse than the Qiaoshan bandits.
Song Zheng could easily destroy the Qiaoshan bandits, and he could destroy them equally effortlessly.
This made a group of warriors who had their eyes high above their heads and thought that they could lead an army all by themselves felt very uncomfortable, as if they had been scalded with a hot iron.
Chapter completed!