"Third Prince! If Wei Xiucai dares to come, please leave it to me. I will personally cut him into pieces to avenge my second brother!"
In the demonic mist, a huge crab carried a mountain on its back, waving a pair of huge crab claws, blowing bubbles from its mouth, and said into the black mist.
"Brother Ba, it was Xiao Wang's fault last time that Ba Erlang fell into the scholar's sneak attack. This time, eighteen heroes gathered together to defeat Wuchao County and seize the southeastern kingdom of the Great Xia Dynasty! When the time comes,
, the population of the state and county are all on the plates and mouths of our brothers!”
"The misfortune that befell my second son was not the fault of the third prince, but the despicable and shameless Wei Xiucai. Only by cutting him into pieces can I relieve the hatred in my heart——"
The giant crab waved its claws and made a clicking sound, causing waves to roll on the sea surface.
If you look closely, you will know that this crab is extremely huge. Its back is like an island, its pincers are bigger than the city wall gates, its eyes are like attics, and its eight claws are like courtyard pillars. It is holding a huge thing.
There are nine demon kings sitting directly on the back of the crab. The crab's body is a military stronghold with 180,000 powerful soldiers.
"Old crab! If you kill that scholar, you must give me one of my legs."
"I'm not picky, so I'll make a cold salad with my intestines."
"He is a scholar, and eating his eyeballs will definitely improve his eyesight!"
"He is a scholar. If he cuts his tongue and drinks it, he will surely become eloquent after eating it."
"He is a scholar. He has a brain to make hot pot and a heart to stir-fry. He must be smart after eating it."
"He is a scholar. If he cuts some ribs and stews them, the fragrance will spread for thirty miles, and the dragon liver and phoenix marrow will not be replaced."
"He is a scholar. He has the right balance between fat and thin. He can be chopped into minced meat and wrapped into wontons."
…
All the big demon kings were thinking about good things, but a voice came from the black mist: "Brothers, please don't underestimate that scholar. He is a born killer. He is full of courage and has hidden tricks.
, it still needs to be dealt with carefully.”
"Third Prince, don't worry. Among the heroes of the Eighteenth Route, who among us has not cultivated for thousands of years? Even if that scholar has some abilities, it will be useless to destroy our bodies."
"Well... that's the case."
The Third Prince Wu pondered for a while, but he also believed that this was indeed the case.
Let’s not talk about Dharma treasures, just talk about cultivation. Ghosts and immortals do not enter reincarnation, and their physical bodies are gone when they are gone. They just reincarnate themselves.
Which demon king doesn't have a way to escape his soul?
Furthermore, Prince Wu had already found out the reason why the scholar was so ruthless at that time. It was Wang Fubo, Zhou Daohai and others who were meddling in other people's affairs and recommended him to the official position.
As the saying goes, those who are capable work hard. Wei Xiucai was well-known and held many positions to support his official prestige. Only then did he shine and display his power.
But he was noble and great. He resigned from his official position after the war, and his strength was bound to be greatly reduced.
The most important point is that Prince Wu knew that Wei Hao didn't have any weapons at his disposal. He had used an ancestral saber to kill frogs, toads, snakes and shrimps, which was fine. But when he met Ba Erlang, he was helpless.
If he hadn't borrowed a big hammer, Baerlang wouldn't have died in Wuchao County.
Where is the magic weapon so easy to find?
They are all great demons who have cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals for thousands of years. Only those with precious treasures are qualified to be demon kings. White-bodied poor ghosts with no farts are only worthy of hiding in the mountains and rivers to cultivate.
Otherwise, what should we do? If we try to be aggressive and aggressive, our cultivation will be no match for our equipment.
What you are cultivating is immortality, and only magic weapons can save your life.
The Third Prince Wu thought about it and felt that this time it was indeed much safer. There were many soldiers and generals, and countless magic weapons. Could a small Wuchao County be more difficult to conquer than the Five Swords Pass in the desert?
Nowadays, the world is in chaos, so one must take advantage of the situation, gain a few hundred years of freedom, and by improving one's cultivation, maybe one can live a long life without borders.
"Wanshou..."
In the dark mist, the Third Prince Wu sighed with emotion. What does a thousand-year-old demon mean? A person like him who was born with wealth cannot dare to say that he can easily get it, but as long as he stays safe and relies on the shadow of his ancestors, he can always cross the threshold of ghosts and immortals.
However, if you want to go further and achieve longevity, you need hard work and opportunity.
Even if you are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years old, even if you are one year old, it will be a natural chasm.
Only by crossing over can you be considered immortal on land, and you will have enough time to plan how to survive the tribulation, and then refine your body of pure yang to achieve all kinds of supernatural powers.
That is the real fairy.
If you don't become a god, you will always be on tenterhooks...
It was just a thought in his heart, but Prince Wu would not speak lightly to outsiders.
Outside Wufeng County, Wang Fubo personally presided over the construction of fortifications. He still used block construction methods to form a protective Great Wall. If the demon dared to attack in a large scale, he would knock down the fortifications one after another.
I will lose my skin even if I don’t die!
"Report——"
"Inform the county magistrate that the township warriors from Wuya County have come to assist with the county soldiers!"
"Okay! Lead them to set up camp immediately, don't neglect it!"
"yes!"
Just after giving the instructions, another messenger came quickly.
"Report——"
"Report to the county magistrate, a hundred households from Wuling County will come to help!"
"Immediately mobilize the troops and lead them to the camp!"
"yes!"
One after another, garrisons from prefectures and counties and warriors from the countryside came to help, and demon slayers from different places gathered together. Various formations and runes were arranged properly.
The morale of the soldiers and civilians in the city is strong, and the arsenal is well-organized. The courage to fight this battle is still there even if there is no "Long Xiang Army".
Wang Fubo naturally knew why. Without the victory in the last battle to defend Wuchao County, how could the surrounding states and counties have such courage?
He also informed the whole city that Wei Hao had already set off and came, so his morale was naturally even higher.
However, there was one thing that made Wang Fubo quite worried.
Despite the escort of the navy, grain ships were occasionally capsized by waves.
When the army gathers together, these people eat a lot of horse chews every day. If the food road is cut off, it will become a troublesome problem.
This was what he was most worried about these days, but he never told anyone about it.
In the Wangjiang Tower, Yingying had a separate room. Because her time in human form in the city was limited and she needed to rest, for safety reasons, Wang Fubo specially approved the Wangjiang Tower for her.
In this way, if nothing happens, just soak in the water pot like a snail.
Yingying was also looking forward to this scene, and encouraged herself in her heart: Yingying, you can do it, no matter what happens this time, just listen to Wang Shaoqing's method, and cook rice...
As for the Dajiang Dragon God's Mansion, she was helpless. The "Three Princesses of the Whale Sea" called out using the sound-transmitting conch, but there was no response from the Dajiang Dragon God's Mansion. So far, there has been no news. She can only think about returning to Dongting Lake later.
Say it again.
Although she didn't respond because she didn't know what happened at Dajiang Longshen Mansion, she was just a small messenger and there was no need to worry so much.
The right way is to stick to your own important matters. I haven’t seen you for a while, and I don’t know if there will be another cheap maid who looks like camellia essence to seduce...
When she thought about it, Yingying became anxious.