The deal is done.
Fei Ying's thoughts moved, and the blood cherry drifted away.
A flash of red clothes flew over the battlefield and headed straight for the enemy camp.
Xiao Hongqing is fighting with An Moshan and the meat-and-wine monk.
The eyes of the three people were attracted by the figure in red.
Flying in the air, the master is strong?
Where did this master come from?
The three of them stared at each other with puzzled expressions.
A tenth-grade master can completely control the situation on the battlefield.
The key is that none of the three people have figured out who this figure in red is.
An enemy?
Is it a friend?
Suddenly, Xiao Hongqing laughed loudly.
"An Moshan, this powerful master went to your military camp. You are dead."
An Moshan turned around and saw that it was indeed the case.
After Xiao Hongqing said this, An Moshan's scalp became numb and his eyes became more panicked.
In just this moment, Xiao Hongqing blasted out a palm, and overwhelming power was poured out on An Moshan.
Xiao Hongqing is already at a higher level than the two of them.
Even if An Moshan and the Wine and Meat Monk join forces, they can only draw a tie.
An Moshan, who was suddenly attacked, suffered a terrifying palm and fell backwards.
Upon seeing this, the fat-bellied wine-meat monk immediately sent out a golden light mixed with pink to protect Mount Anmo.
"Master Marquis, go back first. If the master is really against us, we can't resist!"
The more advanced you are in cultivation, the more you know how powerful a master is.
Xiao Hongqing did not stop him. He looked at Wu Quanhou who was fighting on the battlefield.
Without the strong men in the same realm to stop him, Marquis Wu Quan was like entering a deserted place, fighting happily!
Xiao Hongqing sneered, his figure swayed, and he headed towards Wu Quanhou.
Fei Ying floated over, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire military camp. The soldiers who stayed behind in the camp were so frightened that they hid in their tents and did not dare to appear.
Yan Yan also felt this breath. He looked up and saw the figure in red floating down.
An Chengtai immediately said: "Your Excellency Yanqian, please take action. We are willing to pay any price."
An Chengtai knew that only Yan Yan could compete with the red-clothed figure in front of him.
If Yan Yan stood by and watched, this military camp would be a lamb to be slaughtered, without any resistance.
Yan Yan looked at the visitor with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Thousands of years ago, he was extremely familiar with this breath, but the owner of the breath was not the same as he was a thousand years ago.
Fei Ying said indifferently: "Yan Qian, why don't you kneel down when you see this king!"
Yan Yan's heart trembled, and he suddenly withdrew his gaze, bowed his head and knelt down.
"Yan Guan is here to see the king!"
Queen Feiying, it is indeed her.
She has not fallen yet.
Yan Yan, who was shocked by Fei Ying, couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Fei Ying landed in front of Yan Yan and said calmly: "This king has seen Wu Mie, please retreat and don't get involved in the affairs of the human race!"
Yan Gu was overjoyed when he heard this. "Your Majesty, you are so kind to me."
Fei Ying recalled the Immortal Flame Lord trapped in the cold jade cage.
good?
I'm afraid this is the biggest humiliation Wu Mie has ever suffered in his life.
Fei Ying did not answer Yan Qian, but said: "You just need to know that Wu Mie is still alive."
"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" Yan Yan thought in his heart that Fei Ying had seen Immortal Yan Jun, and his lord must be safe and sound.
As everyone knows, the Immortal Flame Lord has always been trapped in a cage by Yu Zhi, never to see the light of day.
"One more thing, find the golden-armored holy insect for me and send it to Qiang City!"
"This thing is extremely dark and cold. I don't know what the king wants this thing to be used for."
Isn't it just to keep your lord alive... Feiying suddenly felt a ball of anger in her heart. That Yu Zhi, why is this king always controlled by him.
Yan Yan felt Fei Ying's anger and immediately said: "I shouldn't ask any more questions. I will go back immediately to look for the Golden Armored Holy Insect and will send it to Qiang City soon."
Fei Ying's face looked better now.
Seeing that Fei Ying was about to leave, An Chengtai, who was afraid to express his anger, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The powerful master's unconcealed aura of terror made him unable to help but tremble in his legs.
Just as Feiying's figure disappeared, the voice from the sky came again.
"Kill all the ants in this military camp. I want this piece of Western Desert State."
Yan Tu stood up slowly, his eyes fierce and excited. "Follow the king's orders."
An Chengtai was so frightened that he turned around and fled.
Yan Gu snorted coldly, and countless sand gathered from the soles of An Chengtai's feet, covering them.
Then, there was a loud explosion, and there was sand mixed with blood everywhere.
A powerful man who built monuments, the dignified Marquis Anwu died like this.
He didn't even utter a cry before dying.
"Humph, you lowly ant!"
As they were rushing towards the military camp, An Moshan and the wine-meat monk saw a terrifying sandstorm covering the entire military camp.
Countless tents, soldiers, chariots and horses were swept into the air and torn apart by the strong wind.
It's over, completely over!
An Moshan felt sad in his heart, and in desperation, he vomited out another mouthful of blood.
This sandstorm must have been the mighty force caused by the powerful master, which directly cut off Anmo Mountain's retreat.
The fair-weather monk stared at this scene blankly. "The disciple of the young monk..."
Almost the entire Huanxi Sect sent out to follow the Anmo Mountain expedition, but now half of their troops were lost.
After this day, the Huanxi Sect will definitely become a small sect in the West Mo State.
Neither of them imagined until their death that it was Yan Qian who destroyed everything.
...
In just one stick of incense, Fei Ying landed gracefully on the wall of Desert Wind City.
"The king has fulfilled his promise."
Yu Zhi looked in the direction of the Anmo Mountain military camp and praised: "Your Majesty the Queen, you really do what you say. I admire you."
Feiying looked at Yu Zhi and said calmly: "Now is the time for you to return the favor."
Yu Zhi was startled and pointed to the sun in the sky. It was still noon.
"I'm afraid this is not good."
"What's wrong!"
"Tong'er, tell her!" Yu Zhi said through gritted teeth.
After a while, Feiying understood and complained: "You humans are just hypocritical!"
Immediately, the red clothes faded away, Li Wantong blushed, and said angrily: "You are the only one who has a lot of tricks. This favor...is not the one who is comfortable."
...
The danger in Desert Wind City was easily resolved.
The golden armored holy insect has also been found.
This put a big stone in Yu Zhi's heart.
Yanyu has been entrenched in the desert for nearly a thousand years, and the golden-armored holy insect comes from the ancestral land of Lingkui. The possibility of finding this is much greater than that of Yu Zhi and others.
At dusk, the fiery red round sun was particularly huge, illuminating the entire Desert Wind City.
The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.
Li Qingru was still standing on the city wall, looking at the destroyed military camps and the tragic battlefield, thinking about the next plan.
Yu Zhi also came over. He looked at the trace of white hair next to Li Qingru's ear and felt slightly sad.
"Auntie, I've made you tired."
Li Qingru curled up the corners of his mouth and said, "You have grown up."
Li Qingru is like this, he never complains about anything, he always just silently does everything for Yu Zhi.
She did everything she could and more.
Yu Zhi shook his head and said: "It's because I haven't grown up that I let my aunt work so hard. However, Anmo Mountain will not have the strength to fight anymore."
Li Qingru let out a breath, and the months of battle finally came to fruition.
"After pacifying West Mozhou, Mu Ci's poison can be cured. But you have to be careful about Xiao Yuande. Since he wants to control you, he won't let you get rid of him easily."
Yu Zhi's eyes were slightly cold, and he muttered: "So, I don't want to pacify West Mozhou. Mu Ci is just one of them. If the poison is cured, Xiao Yuande knows that I will definitely turn against him. He wants me to work hard for him. So. Next, more people will suffer from Xiao Yuande’s murderous hands.”
There were not many people Yu Zhi cared about, and there were Qiu Jinfeng and others in Kyoto, so he had to think more.
Su Muchi is a lesson learned from the past.
"What do you want to do?" Li Qingru asked.
Yu Zhi looked at the city west of Mofeng City.
The cities that stood among the deserts and mountains were hidden behind the swirling smoke.
I don't know which day, the wolf smoke drifted into those cities.
Su Muci was bewitched.
This was the first time Yu Zhi felt threatened.
If she doesn't follow Xiao Yuande, Su Muchi will die.
After searching for the Golden Armored Holy Insect and detoxifying it, Yu Zhi wanted this part of the West Desert State to be no longer a threat.
"There are still two months left in the March period. Don't chase after the poor enemy. This battle must be fought slowly. I hope to find the golden armored holy insect within two months."
...
News of the defeat at Anmo Mountain reached Kyoto.
Xiao Yuande was delighted with Long Yan, and another gift was sent to Xi Mo Prefecture.
With wars raging everywhere, only good news came from Ximo Prefecture.
Xiao Yuande held the small cauldron in his hand, and the female Gu in the cauldron made strange sounds from time to time.
These calls were extremely pleasant to Xiao Yuande's ears.
It was precisely because of the twin mother Gu that the battle in West Mozhou went smoothly.
Xiao Yuande said to himself: "Yu Zhi... It seems that you are really a lover. For Su Muchi, you defeated Mount Anmo in just one month. Humph. As long as you are loyal to me, your Su The girl will be fine."
As he said that, a dark figure wearing armor appeared behind Xiao Yuande.
"Your Majesty, Long Wuwei has arrived at Cangzhou Mansion."
Xiao Yuande looked towards the south and said calmly: "Act according to the plan. Those who died in battle will receive heavy compensation."
Xiao Yuande knew that the war in the south was the most important thing.
The black shadow reminded: "Your Majesty, using the source of night ghosts may lead to the investigation of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion. If the Ghost Hunting Pavilion finds out..."
Xiao Yuande snorted coldly and said angrily: "The people in the Ghost Hunting Pavilion are useless, they only know how to hunt night ghosts. If they listen to my order and pacify the world, follow the example of thousands of years ago, and gather the power of the human race to fight against the night ghosts, how can they be allowed to do so?" Can Night Ghost take advantage of this opportunity?"
No amount of anger can make the Ghost Hunting Pavilion obey the court's orders.
Xiao Yuande sighed and continued: "Long Wuwei has only a few days to live after he transforms into the underworld, so that they can create the illusion that Xiang Ji's subordinates are using the source of night ghosts to go on a rampage. Xiang Ji also colludes with night ghosts. It's best to Let the Ghost Hunting Pavilion deal with him."
"Your Majesty is wise." The shadow said respectfully.
Xiao Yuande said again: "Today's Mingshi is not perfect yet. After being eroded by the source of night ghosts, it will die in as short as three days or as long as ten days. If we continue to experiment, if we can create a real Mingshi, why worry? Is the world not peaceful?"
The black shadow said: "Your Majesty, we don't have many sources of night ghosts left."
Xiao Yuande raised his eyebrows. "Tell the guy from the Lingkui tribe that I will give him what he wants!"
