The blood of our ancestors flows in the bodies of our descendants.
We will survive in another form.
When darkness is no longer subject to light.
The emperor of the city will eventually rule the world.
The characters of the Bloodthirsty Clan are very similar to the characters of the Butterfly Kingdom. Even if you exclude some particles and modal particles, as long as you are willing to decipher and rearrange the grammar, it is not difficult to understand the general meaning of the words.
There is a major prerequisite here, that is, one's own computing power and experience need to reach a certain level, and at the same time, one must have studied the characters of Butterfly Kingdom.
After Tiance Zhenlong heard his words, he solemnly said: "This time we have made things simple."
Even with such sufficient preparations, something slipped through the net.
Should he say that it was really God's will?
"They have been preparing for this plan several generations ago. This war is just a push for them. A fish that slipped through the net has laid the foundation for disaster in the future, but they cannot bite others unscrupulously."
Wen Naihe read through the letter again, and after reviewing the matter in his mind, he came to the conclusion:
"Especially after experiencing the catastrophe of genocide, even if he escapes, he will hide and wait for the so-called opportunity to dominate the world."
Things that seem troublesome are actually not troublesome at all from another perspective.
Although the fish that slipped through the net was in the dark, he had lost the initiative. Not all bloodthirsty people were not afraid of the sun.
"Master Xiang means, bait?" Tiance Zhenlong also did not lose his calm because of this, even if he could not understand the words.
"The fish that slipped through the net are carrying the hope of a clan. Their belief will definitely lead to the bloodthirsty clan's domination of the world. Since they cannot overcome the shortcomings they were born with, we might as well help them behind the scenes."
This is the asymmetry in information. There is mental calculation but no intention. It would be best if the fish that slipped through the net did not come to the difficult situation. If it comes to the difficult situation:
"I will go to the Dharma Palace later to visit Siddhanta."
It is not difficult to fish him out through some information, because as long as his beliefs have not changed, some links are destined to be unavoidable.
Tiance Zhenlong also thought of this: "This matter will trouble the master."
In a race war, there is no need to talk about moral principles.
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"Has the news been sent back?" Hu Yin Shunhuo, who returned from the bow of the ship, asked.
Dong Huangxue replied: "It has been sent back along with the battle report."
"Leave all the brain work to him."
As the first and highest third cultivator of the Daowu King Valley, Hu Yin Shunhuo and Wen Naihe knew each other. Their qualifications were there, and it was impossible to even think about whether they knew each other.
"Senior, what are your next plans?"
"I need some materials to arrange some formations on the island."
"It's easy to talk about this. Thank you, senior, for helping us deal with the aftermath."
Every income and expenditure has been recorded in detail, and there are no rules. This land is very rich in minerals. After returning, the dynasty and Taoism may be able to establish deeper cooperation.
"When the ship is loaded later, could you please notify Huang Jian Guchen, and he will ask someone to help escort him depending on the situation."
Except for one fish that slipped through the net, the matter in Moonset Village came to an end. Originally, this route should be preserved for a long time.
Now it is necessary to change the strategy.
After the resources are developed, Hu Yin Shunhuo plans to arrange several efficient killing arrays on the island, and then sink them, waiting for them to be effective in the future, just as a casual chess move.
He can only do his best and then obey fate.
If the fish that slipped through the net really deserved to be killed, then let’s pretend that his life was not meant to be killed.
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On the other side, when Lin Chongyang received the letter, some time had passed.
"..."
The petals danced in the wind and fell on the letter paper placed on the table. The figure sitting in front of the table looked up at the sky and was silent for a moment.
Because even he didn't know what to say.
Expected?
Otherwise, why would he ask Yu Linling to recast the evil sword?
Destiny will always operate in places that he cannot see, because the existence of a difficult situation is very special. The matter of the bloodthirsty clan has officially come to an end at this point. I believe that Wen Naihe can handle the follow-up matters properly.
The most urgent task is still the realm of the god of hell.
Even though Di Longyin was not good at words, as the direct disciple of Chief Lin, this time, he guessed part of the truth by accident.
Multiple factors work together. If the step-son of Yama chooses to break through the Hell of Hell at this time, it must be for the sacrifice of all souls.
Because, if something happens to Hou Feng Ling, the return of spiritual consciousness will wake up the god Wu Jianyan from his slumber, and the actions of Yan Shen's stepson are largely caused by Wu Jianyan's laissez-faire.
He had not made any move before, so Lin Chongyang could treat it as nothing happened.
All Souls Sacrifice, oh, All Souls Sacrifice.
Standing up, General Lin called Bai Lu back, hung it behind his waist, put away the two letters and Wanhe Songfeng, and greeted the room:
"Wuxia, I'm going out."
Lin Chongyang had to take action in this matter. With the power of Emperor Longyin, he could easily take down the stepson of the God of Hell, but if he faced the God of Infernal Affairs, it was almost inevitable that the Battle Star's fate would be triggered.
If the war star power fully explodes at this time, the corresponding misfortune star will also riot, prompting the sleeping evil kings to wake up.
Awakening when he is hardly needed, no matter which angle you analyze it, it will do more harm than good. Rather than being in a hurry when the time comes, it is better to solve the problem directly from the root cause.
"I will take care of the rest." A slightly lazy voice came out.
"That would be troublesome."
It is best not to stop teaching Ji Xiaotang and beating Ying Yunqian and Yixuan Miao. Lin Chongyang is out for something and may not be able to come back for a while. Naturally, he needs someone to take over.
…………
Time passes.
The originally peaceful Guiji River suddenly set off huge waves. When the waves arose, the river turned red and hit the towering city wall with a huge force.
boom!
The entire Great Wall was shaking violently, but it was just shaking.
Immediately.
"There seems to be something in the water."
Next to Ghost Chi Xie Zun, a figure with an evil face and bloody flesh, holding a double ax with a copper chain, looked at the discolored river water and said, it was the head-slamming boy who was one of the three great horrors.
Roar!
There was only a neighing sound, and a giant crocodile that was over a hundred feet long surfaced on the surface of the water. The sharp teeth in its mouth were like iron saws, and it was ferocious and terrifying.
There is a figure standing on its head that looks like a deck.
He has long purple and red hair, a copper-colored mask covering his face, and two long horns extending from the top of the mask.
Wearing a battle robe, he is none other than the God of Hell!
At the moment when the God of Hell appeared, red thunder shot out of the sky and directly bombarded the towering city wall. Cracks were seen one after another, causing the Great Wall that had been completed for more than a hundred years to collapse on the spot.
Divine energy spreads out, reaching the extreme and the strongest.
Just when he was about to take a step further, he just heard it!
Zheng!
A roar resounded throughout the world, and the black and gold war spear exuded an unparalleled edge, coming from afar, and hearing it again——
"The five winds and ten rains are united, burning incense on a thin night to control the dragon's movement; as vast as the rolling waves of the sea, laughing and sighing until the sky roars."
(End of chapter)
