"My father is here to save me!"
Hearing this voice, Ao Xue suddenly looked happy and was about to rush out of the cave.
"Sister Fairy, don't worry, maybe it's the trick of those three crazy Taoists."
He Pingan quickly spoke to persuade.
How could he just leave like this when his most important thing has not been done yet?
"It's not just someone pretending. My father and I have a blood connection. As long as we leave Jiuding, we will have a connection!"
Ao Xue explained, and regardless of He Ping'an's obstruction, she led him through the cave and appeared on the top of the mountain.
"Father, we are here!"
Ao Xue's voice was heard far away, and immediately attracted the attention of a giant white dragon in the air.
"Xue'er, are you okay..."
Seeing Ao Xue and the two people below, the giant white dragon gathered up its body that stretched for dozens of miles and turned into an old man in white robes and long beard, appearing in front of them.
It is the Dragon King of the North Sea, Ao Shun!
"Father, Xue'er is fine."
When Ao Xue saw Ao Shun, crystal tears suddenly fell from her eyes. Her father was here, and finally no one could bully her anymore.
"As long as it's okay, it's okay, silly girl, why are you crying?"
Ao Shun waved his big hand and wiped away all the tears in Ao Xue's eyes.
At the same time, a force of magic fell into Ao Xue's body to diagnose and treat her injuries.
"By the way, father, if it weren't for this fellow Taoist Long Aotian, Xue'er's life and death would really be unpredictable..."
Ao Xue said quickly, looking at He Pingan who was leaning on her shoulder.
"Long Aotian?"
Ao Shun was previously concerned about his daughter's safety, but now he discovered that He Ping'an was dying in Ao Xue's arms.
A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. How could the princess of Beihai Dragon Palace, with her ice flesh and jade bones, be casually approached by a little miscellaneous dragon?
He glanced at He Pingan, white light flashed in his eyes, and wisps of cold air condensed in his eyes, trying to see through He Pingan's appearance.
However, He Ping'an had already learned the art of false form and finger transformation at this time, and integrated all the techniques of transformation into the embryonic transformation.
If he hadn't been one level above He Ping'an, he would never have been able to see through his transformation technique.
Even if Ao Shun used his Dharma Eyes, he could only see a golden dragon with broken bones and golden blood flowing in its body. No part of its body was intact, and it was obvious that it was not going to die soon.
"Father, can he still be saved?"
Ao Xue saw Ao Shun using his Dharma Eyes and thought he was checking He Ping'an's injury.
"The dragon's bones are broken, half of its blood is lost, and it is difficult for gods to heal..."
Ao Shun's eyes flickered and he continued: "Xue'er, put him down first. How can you look like a majestic princess holding a little miscellaneous dragon?"
You are the old miscellaneous dragon. Your whole family, except Ao Xue, are all miscellaneous dragons... He Ping'an cursed in his heart. If the old dragon hadn't arrived suddenly, he would have captured Ao Xue in the cave.
Then my name of Dragon Riding Martial Saint is worthy of the name...
Ao Xue did not listen to Ao Shun's words. She knelt on her knees and begged bitterly: "Father, you must save him. Just now, he blocked the remaining power of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint just to save me. Otherwise, The one injured at this time is Xueer..."
Ao Xue quickly described the situation just now in detail.
As he spoke, tears began to flow again.
After hearing that Ao Xue was captured into the Cang Cauldron and rescued by He Pingan, Ao Shun looked at He Pingan with a much more pleasing look.
Hearing that He Pingan protected Ao Xue in front of him and blocked the fatal blow of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, Ao Shun's attitude suddenly changed.
A slightly cold magic power fell into He Pingan's body to repair his injuries.
Although the injury to the dragon bone still cannot be completely repaired, the injuries on the body surface have been repaired by this magic power.
In short, I can’t die for the time being.
Damn it, didn’t you just say that it is difficult for gods to heal?
He Ping'an didn't know whether to say MMP or not, but he estimated that if he said it, this old dragon would tear him alive.
"In this case, let's leave here first, lest the murderer comes and makes it difficult..."
North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun spoke, turned into a white light, wrapped the two of them, and headed towards the north.
...
Taiping Mansion.
He Pingan finished eating a basket of freshly baked meat buns and rubbed his belly with satisfaction. A dark golden light flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, let's go. If we were here, we would be tied up!"
He Pingan paid the money with a smile and walked towards the city gate.
Today is the day when the Daxuan Vanguard Army and the Black Wind Army arrive.
The Black Wind Army will be repairing here for a day, and on the next day, they will attack the southern border.
Outside the city gate, banners are displayed in a majestic array.
In mid-air, countless monks were floating on it.
Before noon, the entire Taiping Mansion, the ground trembled, the sand and gravel turned up and down, and even the blue bricks on the city wall seemed to be shaking constantly.
"Could it be that the earth dragon has turned over..."
The people in the city were surprised and ran out one after another, looking around.
"Da da da......."
Immediately afterwards, bursts of neat sound of horse hooves came, densely packed and overlapping, and the sound came from far to near. It was not loud at first, but was deep and heavy, like a low war drum.
The sound became louder and louder, and the intensive sound of horse hooves was like a drum beating on everyone's heart.
Immediately afterwards, five tall horses appeared at the end of everyone's field of vision.
The five horses are running in parallel, with the same pace. The five people on the horse's back have all reached the third level of cultivation.
The power of Qi and blood rose up, turning into a majestic momentum, with a golden sword and an iron horse, and the rolling killing energy tore through the clouds and soared into the sky.
The first person was Zhang San.
As the first five horses rushed past, countless cavalry followed Zhang Sanwu, galloping in orderly formation.
When the cavalry passed by, there were groups of infantrymen holding spears and shields and wearing uniform armor of the Black Wind Army behind them.
There were about 200,000 people in the crowd.
In this world, the problem of grain and grass transportation is relatively easy to solve. Only a large number of storage bags are needed to store a lot of grain and grass.
The Black Wind Army originally had insufficient food and grass, so it only needed dozens of people to easily solve the problem of transporting food and grass.
Therefore, the army at the rear did not have any peaceful impression of the endless army of food and grass.
During this period, with He Ping'an sparing no effort in feeding pills, the realms of Zhang San and his men have made great progress.
Master Chongyang was floating in the void and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a powerful team!"
Liu Sheng beside him said slowly: "Daxuan's army, apart from the troops guarding the border, it is rare to see such a fighting spirit."
"The key is that it is obviously just a team formed by bandits, but in such a short period of time, it has been trained with such strict military discipline. It is rare even for Daxuan!"
The two people sighed in the sky, Zhang San and others below had entered Taipingfu City.
As for the rest of the army, they were stationed outside the city.
...
After a day of repairs, the Black Wind Army set off towards southern Xinjiang at Zhang San's order.
When they arrived at the border between Southern Xinjiang and Daxuan, He Ping'an's clone Luo Xiang fell from the void.
"Meet the Immortal Lord!"
Seeing He Pingan's appearance, the two hundred thousand soldiers and horses all knelt on the ground.
After this period of running-in, both the former bandits and the bandits who had just joined the Black Wind Army worshiped this clone extremely.
He Ping'an could even feel that the incense power of Luo Xianzun's body was getting stronger and stronger.
This clone originally only had the strength of the early stage of the true fairyland, but with the blessing of the power of incense and fire, its strength has reached the middle stage of the true fairyland.
This is just the telekinesis power of two hundred thousand people. If it has the telepathy power of a country's people in the future, then it is not impossible for this clone to surpass the demon god in cultivation.
"These hundred people were slaves in Southern Xinjiang before. They are familiar with the situation in Southern Xinjiang, which will be beneficial to you and other wars."
With a flick of Luo Xianzun's wrist, the small cauldron appeared and he released more than a hundred slaves.
Even Xiaohan is no exception.
Originally, He Pingan's intention was to keep Xiaohan by his side and become a maid serving tea and water.
Unexpectedly, this woman seemed to be addicted to killing monsters after she chopped off her Taotie, and firmly stated that she would follow the Black Wind Army into southern Xinjiang.
He Pingan knew that she wanted revenge, so he agreed to her request.
"yes!"
Zhang San nodded and quickly arranged several Confucian scholars under his command to incorporate Xiao Han and others into the Black Wind Army.
"Remember what I said, go to the east first and wipe out all the monsters in the east!"
He Pingan's voice floated out faintly, and then disappeared into the horizon.
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Cheer yourself up every day...
