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On the official road, the nameless formation revived, interweaving the dragon text that overwhelmed a state, the emperor's dragon energy, and a beheading character to slay the monster.
In the large formation that almost enveloped the entire Hailing Prefecture, Su Qinian stepped into the murderous formation and felt the edge of the sword. There was no doubt that this was an unknown and stunning sword formation, guided by the emperor's dragon energy. Demonstrate the majesty of the real dragon.
The palm-sized Yuanshi furnace rotated and rose in Su Qinian's hands, and a steady stream of monsters were collected and refined into drops of pure vitality liquid.
Five demon soldiers can refine one drop of vitality liquid, while an ordinary demon soldier can refine two drops of vitality liquid, a captain-level demon soldier can refine five drops, and a centurion-level demon soldier can refine twenty drops. drop.
A large amount of vitality liquid was refined. Su Qinian's eyes were bright. He stepped among the demons. At this time, demons began to be strangled by invisible sharp edges and turned into powder.
Su Qinian noticed that as he continued to refine the demon clan, an ordinary demon could make the dragon guardian order grow a golden scale, a demon soldier could have a hundred of them, a corps commander could have a thousand, and a centurion could have ten thousand. . This also explains why more than 30,000 golden scales appeared inexplicably on his previous dragon protection order.
Walking back along the way from the ancient town, Su Qinian tried his best to refine the demons, but he couldn't kill them faster than the large formation.
Of the nearly ten thousand demon masters, only two thousand were finally refined by him, including more than eighty ordinary demon soldiers, sixteen demon soldier captains, and five demon soldier centurions.
With his mind sinking into the furnace of Yuanshi, Su Qinian looked at a ball of pure white vitality liquid in the sky ten feet away, containing nearly 800 drops, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although there were changes in the end this time and it was impossible to really push the limit and break the shackles of the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique", these nearly 800 drops of vitality liquid, even more than 20,000 taels of snow silver, may not be exchanged. It contains extremely pure vitality and is rich in vitality. It may not be as good as the original energy of heaven and earth or the vitality of life, but it is not much different.
At least in Su Qinian's view. He continuously absorbed the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth. Even for a whole year, he could not get up to 800 drops of Yuan Qi Liquid.
Moreover, the original energy of heaven and earth and the energy of life are extremely condensed and difficult to preserve unless absorbed in time. It will return to the depths of the void again, or evaporate between heaven and earth.
The ancient town of Qintong became quiet, and the birds on the Magpie Lake prostrate themselves on the sandbar. They did not dare to spread their wings again until the light disappeared.
Su Qinian was walking on the familiar stone street and saw blood on the street corner. It was the wealthy businessman who had been lucky enough to hide and never left. Now only the broken bones were left. All vitality is gone.
This is greed.
Su Qinian sighed in his heart, all living beings are different, and everyone has to pay the price for their choices.
Bu Zhen Division.
On top of the ruins, except for the broken sapphire official seal, Su Qinian could no longer see the so-called Dongxu Formation, nor the opened path for demon soldiers. The void was not rippled, not even a trace of demonic aura disappeared. Ningbi, only one day is hanging in the air. A little golden glow falls down.
With a sigh, Su Qinian walked around the entire ancient town, gathered the corpses and broken bones on the ground by the Magpie Lake, and took out a wine jar. The Hunyuan flame fell, burned into ashes, and then stored in the wine jar.
Boom!
The wine jar was sealed, and then Su Qinian threw it into the green lake. A handful of paper money was scattered by the lake, and Su Qinian was about to turn around. Suddenly, his mental energy jumped, and he saw some frightened magpies flying up on the sandbank in the lake. One by one, they landed in front of him. They were not afraid of strangers, and hundreds of them landed in an instant.
With a flash of light in his eyes, Su Qinian saw hundreds of magpies nodding towards him, with blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Possessed and resurrected?"
Su Qinian murmured. He was mentally sharp and could vaguely discern reality. Although many of the corpses and bones that had just been gathered could not be identified clearly, they probably numbered in the hundreds.
And as these hundreds of magpies nodded towards him like bows, Su Qinian felt that there seemed to be something more in the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, but his mind fell into the sea of consciousness, but he found nothing. I just feel that my mental power is a little more harmonious than before, and I also feel a little more enlightened about intervening in the world.
Su Qinian pondered for a moment about the sudden harvest, and then showed a thoughtful expression. But when he looked again, he saw hundreds of magpies flying away with wings, and there were still a little bit of blood and tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Death is like a lamp going out and the soul leaving the body."
"In ancient myths and legends, there is Yama, the underworld, and the eighteen levels of hell. The souls of dead people enter the underworld, waiting for reincarnation."
"As long as the obsession is gone, the mental thoughts of ordinary people can also frighten the soul and control objects."
In the haze, there was a glimmer of light in front of Su Qinian's eyes. At the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", he had some vague ideas in his mind, but they were still just reflections in the mirror. He needed to understand carefully and keep trying before he could finally decide on the way forward.
Less than half an hour later.
On the official road, tens of thousands of townspeople migrated, dozens of miles away from the ancient town of Qintong.
Compared to the previous rush, it was now much calmer and orderly, without any pushing or trampling.
The seven disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect were stained with blood. At this time, they did not see any smiles. Instead, their eyes were heavy. The seven people did not know much at first, but now they had a thorough understanding of the truth and reality. Although they disagreed, they had sealed off all the possible existences. The path of the demon soldier is immeasurable merit.
However, a figure from the back appeared in the minds of seven people almost at the same time. A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, holding a knife, stood alone, facing thousands of monsters, and wanted to kill a way out for tens of thousands of townspeople.
The great array revived and fell asleep again, and the red sky sword light illuminated a state. Under such majestic energy, it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy...
The seven people were silent, and the sudden crowd was a little commotion. The seven people raised their eyebrows, and suddenly turned back as they felt something.
Under the setting sun, I saw a pair of dark green robes walking from the end of the official road. His body was stained with blood. The setting sun was like fire, and the shadow was very long.
In front of the migrating team, Su Qinian looked at the seven people. The eyes of the disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect were dim but open-minded.
After a few breaths, Su Qinian nodded towards the seven people and stepped forward. After a while, he returned to the place of the dragon's head.
On the carriage, the curtain had already been opened, and the little girl waved her little hands vigorously towards Su Qinian without thinking from a distance, with tears on her tender and smooth face, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.
"Just come back...just come back."
After Su Qinian boarded the carriage, Mrs. Chu and Mrs. Su stretched out their hands tremblingly, grabbing Su Qinian's palm one by one. The two old men squeezed tightly. Su Qinian could feel the calluses on their palms over the years. And rough old, fine wrinkles.
Old Man Chu was silent at first. When he came to his senses, he reached out and patted Su Qinian's shoulder three times, and murmured: "Okay, okay, okay!"
After saying that, he glared at the old wife and Su Shi again, and said, "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Quickly bandage Qinian's wounds!"
Even though his physical body was strong, most of the wounds had been healed under the nourishment of the original energy of heaven and earth. Su Qinian did not refuse and allowed the two elders to do whatever they wanted.
After that, Su Qinian instilled mental power into the old man for the little girl Bu Nian. This time, when he infused his mental power, something strange happened. The old man's lifeless body gradually began to have some fluctuations, although it was only very subtle. Breathing is enough to make the little girl burst into tears.
After that, the old man tightened his grip on the little girl's hand and then released it. Little Gua Niang was even more surprised. This improvement was much greater than before.
…
The setting sun sets and the bright moon rises in the east.
On the wall of Hailing City, General Hanwei from the fourth rank wears iron armor with a lotus pattern. He stands on top of the city and looks into the distance. Standing side by side with him is the strongest man who currently sits in Hailing Prefecture's Hulong Villa. Duanmu Dragon Lord.
This Duanmu Dragon Lord was of extraordinary origin and was unparalleled in intelligence and scheming, but it was just that General Hanwei who was stationed in Hailing Prefecture could never get close to him.
"I'm telling you sir, the migration team from Baima Town has arrived in front of the city gate. The Ministry of Household Records recorded 69,800 residents in the town, but the actual number is 51,600." Some soldiers climbed up the city wall and counted the survivors. By.
The fourth-grade bearded general frowned, and there were nearly 18,000 people left. In addition to those who were traveling in caravans on a daily basis, there were about 17,000 people. In other words, during the migration journey, Baima Town was full of people. More than 11,000 people were lost.
More than eleven thousand people!
It is not the soldiers wrapped in horse leather on the battlefield, which is called heroic, but the more than 11,000 civilians, which can only be called miserable. This first-class Hunyuan realm general Hanwei can't help but feel a bit of sadness in his heart.
This is not the border of the East China Sea. It is unimaginable how tragic the border land is. Every day, we fight against overseas demon masters, and how many human soldiers are buried in foreign lands, with no bones left.
Not long after, another candidate Dragon Guard from the Dragon Guard Villa climbed up to the city tower and paid homage to the Duanmu Dragon Lord, who had a feather-fan silk scarf and a calm demeanor. He then headed to Baima Town. Among the eight Dragon Guards who protected the townspeople's migration along the way, only the remaining eight Dragon Guards were left. Four people.
Without looking back, the Duanmu Dragon Master simply said: "A generous burial and a thousand taels of snow and silver as compensation."
The alternate dragon guard retreated, and the Dragon Master Duanmu just turned around, looked at General Hanwei beside him, and said, "Does the general feel that Duanmu is unkind?"
The bearded General Hanwei was silent for a moment, then said solemnly: "Not bad!"
"So what?" The Duanmu Dragon Lord sighed suddenly. He turned around and pointed at the dense crowd of civilians under Hailing City. He said, "They can stand here today and still be alive. How many soldiers are lying dead on the border? The corpses are unknown. If this Dragon Lord is a little merciful today, after tomorrow, not only will the number of people change from 69,800 to 51,600, it may be 31,600, or it may be It was 21,600 people, not even one person.”
General Hanwei, who was wearing a blue lotus-patterned iron armor, took a deep breath when he heard this and didn't know what to say for a while. (Please give me a monthly ticket. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps. Well, everyone should come to Qidian.com to subscribe.) (To be continued.)
