Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth seven: the blade does not see the blade, killing the heart
"Uncle Huo, when did you follow the emperor?"
On the way, Ding Xiaoyi sat on his horse and chatted with Huo Du next to him.
"A long, long time ago, maybe. At that time, the underworld here was still very chaotic."
Huo Dou's eyes sparkled when he talked about the past. At that time, the depths of the underworld still led to many unknown worlds.
The underworld is more like a paradise where kings compete for hegemony, with strong men constantly appearing to join this struggle for hegemony.
At that time, when the empress first started her reincarnation, she attracted many jackals, tigers and leopards.
Even the gods in heaven are no exception.
It wasn't until the great emperor was born out of thin air and accomplished great feats that amazed the ghosts and gods that this chaos was ended.
That past was so wonderful. The sword energy spanned thirty thousand miles, and one sword frosted nineteen states.
Countless powerful men were killed, and the ancient road to Huangquan was sealed and the gateway to the world was cut off. Speaking of which, the original site of Chaimu's new residence was the ferry, and it was the emperor who burned it clean.
The ghost emperors of the five directions were enfeoffed and the portals of Youtu were sealed, and then the City of Wasted Death and the Ten Halls of Yama were established.
Speaking of those days, the faces of the guards around them all had smiles on their faces, and their eyes were bright, as if they had briefly returned to that era of iron and blood.
Ding Xiaoyi was fascinated after hearing this, and then he couldn't help but curious: "Uncle Huo, how strong can you be?"
This was purely out of curiosity. After fighting all the way, he felt that whether they were facing the Li family's army or the Li family's tortoise-shell city, Huo Du and the others didn't seem to have used their full strength.
Although he knew that this was the emperor's forbidden army and the elite of the Netherworld, he didn't know what level their ceiling was.
Huo Dou shook his head: "It's not that high. The emperor doesn't allow us to revive. Our strength is actually about the same as yours."
Huo Dufeng said calmly, and the corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched after hearing this. Hearing, the strength that he was so proud of just now, when it came to Huo Du's mouth, he commented in two words: "Not high!"
"Oh, I mean, individually, our strength is about the same as yours!" Huo Dou didn't seem to notice the twitching corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth, and stabbed his weak mind hard.
Individually, their strength is almost the same as mine. If a swarm of swarms of swarms rushed forward, wouldn't I also be in disgrace?
Coupled with the tacit understanding honed by Huo Du and the others over time and war, just thinking about it makes one's scalp numb.
But this made him even more curious: "What if after recovery??"
Obviously, Huo Du and others in front of them have not yet truly demonstrated their strength. Once they recover, they may return to their peak state in an instant.
The 30,000-strong Cavalry Guards at their peak state were crying and howling like ghosts. Ding Xiaoyi could only feel his heart burning with gossip.
"Um……"
This problem stumped Huo Dou. Once they recovered, they would definitely be at the god level, but there was no level above the god level.
In other words, level is no longer appropriate. After reaching the god level, it still depends on your own understanding of power and how strong your authority is over the power of this rule.
For example, you are the water god, but your authority is only enough to command a river, while another person has the authority to command the seas. Whoever is higher and who is lower will naturally be judged.
So after reaching the god level, the stronger you get, the stronger you become.
The super powerful among them dominates the Netherworld like a great emperor, and no one dares to make a mistake.
The lesser ones are like the bad old man Beiyin Emperor, or the fat man who has not yet become a Buddha-savior.
There are also weak ones, such as third-rate goods like bull heads and horse noodles, which are not worth mentioning in Huo Dou's eyes.
(Tauren and Horsemen: "I fainted in the toilet from crying.")
After thinking about it, Huo Du suddenly thought of something and said to Ding Xiaoyi: "After all of our 30,000 hussars are revived, we can probably defeat two Blood River Ancestors without any problem."
"Ancestor of Blood River??"
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a while, then he smiled bitterly and said: "Is the ancestor of Blood River so miserable? They have all been confused into units of measurement?"
"The key is that he was beaten by us and no one else was."
Huo Dou mentioned that in the past, the title of the number one iron in the underworld was actually not Zhong Kui.
It was the Blood River Ancestor. When the Great Emperor regained the land, only the Blood River Ancestor refused to accept it. As a result, he was killed by their 30,000 hussars.
Afterwards, the Blood River Ancestor used the power of the Sea of Blood to divide into two clones of equal size, and then the situation was reversed. However, after the Great Emperor took action, the Blood River Ancestor was beaten to the point of self-isolation.
From then on, Patriarch Xuehe became an alcoholic and was completely beaten to the point of losing his temper.
So if you want to ask Huo Du where the ceiling will be after their resurrection, you can only use the Blood River Ancestor as the unit of measurement.
After communicating with Huo Du and the others, I gained a lot.
By the time everyone rushed out of the foreign land, the sky was already turning pale. In fact, the trip didn't take long, only about four hours.
The main reason is that Huo Du and the others are too strong. They push all the way, and the speed of their horses is frightening.
Before he even made any effort along the way, the enemy was completely slaughtered, not even the dregs were left for him.
In just three or four hours, a powerful force like the Li family in a foreign land was wiped out. Who else in the world can do that?
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel proud.
In order not to shock the world, Ding Xiaoyi first asked Huo Dou and the others to go back. Of course, before Huo Dou left, he took away the other half, the military talisman that Old Man Zao gave him.
He wanted to take it back to restore his life, but the other jade tiger was left to Ding Xiaoyi. It was a toy given to him by the emperor, and only the emperor could take it back.
Although it seems that you can only play it once, it feels wonderful to be able to be a commander and command the three armies once...
After sending Huo Du and others away, Ding Xiaoyi did not go to hell immediately. After thinking about it, he felt that it was time to give those guys from the Imperial College a blow.
Simply change the route and go straight to the fourth area, Imperial College.
After arriving in the fourth area, Ding Xiaoyi saw the huge college standing in front of him, and he had to admit that the building of this college was quite impressive.
In addition, several colleges have joined together, and the scale is far larger than that of Beimang College.
Looking around, there are many school buildings. Although the college is on vacation now, you can imagine how grand it will be when the school starts.
He walked around the college as if there was no one around, and took a closer look.
When I walked to a teaching class somewhere, I looked carefully at the blackboard and saw the remaining theoretical knowledge, and I couldn't help but nod my head.
Although these theoretical foundations are not unusual and even have many shortcomings in Ding Xiaoyi's opinion, they are simple and easy to understand, and are most suitable for entry-level learning for people with low talents.
Although the scumbags at Imperial College took his attention away from him, it had to be said that Imperial College was definitely an indispensable part of the rise of the Alliance.
Although Beimang College has substantial financial and material resources, its main focus is on the elite route.
Therefore, it is destined to be impossible to recruit students from all over the world like Imperial College.
In the future, only the Imperial Academy can truly promote psychic skills to thousands of households throughout the alliance.
This made him think of what he saw in Mao Zedong's election, the idea of surrounding the city with the countryside. This was the path taken by the Imperial College.
This is why he feels that Imperial College is the key to the future transformation of the alliance.
So what does your Beimang College do?
The answer is very simple. Being a leader has the meaning of being an elite. Leading the trend of development, standing at the top of the wave, overcoming obstacles and pioneering, can we be worthy of the brand name of Beimang College.
More importantly, only if Beimang College is strong enough, Imperial College will not go further and further down the road, and eventually end up on the path of a scholarly clan, which is the same disaster as the previous ruling families.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes turned cold, and he took out a head from the meat ball's mouth. The figure then appeared on the gate of Imperial College, hung the head directly on it, got up and went back to Beimang College.
So at this moment, the Imperial Academy and others looked at the head hanging on the signboard, feeling shocked and angry in their hearts.
"unacceptable!"
Someone couldn't stand it, pointed at Bai Tianping's head and said: "This is simply a provocation!"
"That's so arrogant. When did you put it up? Where's the security? What are you doing? Didn't you see it? Don't you know how to check the video?"
Several directors were obviously angry to the point of going crazy. They planned to take the video of Ding Xiaoyi's hanging and go to the labor union to ask for an explanation. He should not be so rampant in murdering people.
Zhen Beifeng had an ominous premonition in his heart at this moment and thought: "Is it just a human head hanging?"
However, after the security checked the video, everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.
Zhen Beifeng felt chills all over his body and sat down on the chair in the control room.
There was no figure of Ding Xiaoyi with a human head in the picture in front of him. The head seemed to appear out of thin air, which was incredible.
But after they checked the records from other places, they all turned pale with fear.
In the picture, Ding Xiaoyi appears in the college leisurely, as relaxed and casual as if he were on a tourist outing.
Even if the campus security guards walked past him, they seemed not to see him.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was seen walking up to the door of their conference room and stood outside the door for a long time.
In the end, he even showed a meaningful smile to the camera at the door.
When they saw this smile, everyone, including Zhen Beifeng, felt goosebumps all over their bodies.
When I thought of the guy who pushed the foreign messenger to the ground and rubbed him, he was standing outside their door, listening to what they were discussing.
Everyone present felt a deep chill in their hearts.
At the board meeting, the directors who were still arrogantly saying that Ding Xiaoyi had no evidence and could not settle accounts with them all turned the color of pig liver.
Just imagine if Ding Xiaoyi had pushed in the door at that time, I am afraid that the head hanging in front of the campus door now would not be Bai Tianping's head.
Thinking of this, several people subconsciously touched their necks and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that their heads were still there.
But after today, I'm afraid they won't be able to sleep well for a long time.
The sword cannot see the edge, but the murderer kills the heart...
