The battlefield is out of control.
Longpo, Fengyuan, Zuocheng.
Longpo fell first, followed by Fengyuan.
Only the main city of the Zuo family was left alone.
In front of the city gate, Zuo Xing was riding a dragon-headed horse, accompanied by a hundred strangers including deer people and laborers.
Zuo Xing wore an indigo mask, and hundreds of evil spirits were summoned by him.
He breathed poisonous smoke and held a bronze dagger in his hand.
The surrounding battlefield formed a dead zone.
call!
A strong wind blew from the sky.
The red wind blew away hundreds of feet of poisonous gas.
Everyone looked up and saw a strange man with square blue eyes and feathers swooping down on a white crane.
The white crane chirped, the wind roared, and the poisonous gas blew away.
The man pulled the red lacquer bow and drew it empty.
boom!
The red essence gathered into an arrow and pointed directly at Zuo Xing's head.
clang!
There were bursts of green mist, and several beautiful maids held shields to block the arrows.
"Wu Zhi, it turns out it's you, bastard." Zuo Xing sneered.
Wu Zhi is the head of the Wu family, and his elder brother is a senior official of the Jing Kingdom.
Calling him a hybrid is not a curse. Yuren without wings are basically mixed blood. In order to have Yuren blood, the Wu family sacrificed their women to Yu Qing and gave birth to the only mixed blood.
Hearing Zuo Xing's words, Wu Zhi smiled and said:
"The mouth is very hard. I hope it will be this hard when the head is cooked in the cauldron."
"We'll see!"
The Feathered Man battles the Shade.
Under Zuo Xing's sacrificial ritual, many ancestors of the Zuo family came to help.
In the Jingshui area, many saints secretly watched this battle.
Zhang family.
Zhang Qi led his men to break through the wall.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
The head of the Zhang family, Zhang Qi's second uncle Zhang Ji, was wearing white mourning clothes and led the family clan elders out to greet him.
Zhang Qi held a long sword and walked forward slowly, followed closely by his disciple Xiong Ying.
Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, Zhang Qi had a hard time understanding what he meant.
It’s been more than ten years.
The hatred of that year is still in my mind.
I'm afraid that there will be no place for revenge if this guy dies.
"do you remember me?"
Zhang Qi stepped forward.
Zhang Ji couldn't help but scream when he saw the slightly familiar facial features.
"You are the evil one..."
"Say, why don't you say anything?"
Zhang Qi drew his long sword and walked step by step towards the enemy in front of him and the elder who was helping the evildoer.
"I have surrendered! You cannot kill prisoners!"
Undeclared war and killing prisoners seem to be moral issues, and they also involve reputation.
In this era of mutual annexation, others can use this excuse to attack you.
Any time, any place.
Dayi merchants have repeatedly launched crusade against neighboring countries, mostly using this excuse.
"Haha, I'm a barbarian, why should I follow your rules?"
puff!
One knife down.
Zhang Ji's head fell to the ground.
The knife was coated with special blood so that he could not return to his soul after death.
"Come here! Kill them all!"
"yes!"
At this moment, Zhang Qi has completely broken away from traditional etiquette. In the words of scholar-bureaucrats, he has become a barbarian.
His life-long goal is only expansion, continuous expansion.
If one generation doesn't work, just two generations, if three generations doesn't work, then ten generations, or a hundred generations.
What happened to his sister made him understand the terror of witches and ghosts in this world.
Only the righteous gods of heaven and earth like the Underworld Lord can bring happiness to the people.
Qunyu Mountain is located in the lower reaches of Jingshui River.
This mountain is surrounded by colorful miasma all year round, with lush vegetation and beautiful scenery.
But everyone in this area knows the horror of this mountain.
The colorful mist here is the evil miasma emitted by miscellaneous jade. Living things will die if they smell it, so the vegetation is prosperous, but there are no living creatures.
There is a strange mountain-shaped stone on the top of the mountain. The stone is flesh-colored and the black lines on it look like a waterfall on the top of the mountain.
A hundred-foot white cloud floated in the sky.
Wow…
The white clouds actually started to rain.
At this time, the mountain and stone patterns converge into an ink human face.
"I said, little girl, can you stop raining on me, and find another place."
The voice was old, with a hint of helplessness.
"Yeah, you can talk."
Yunduo made a little girl's silver bell sound, her voice was a little shy.
"If you don't know how to speak, what will you do if people see you in the light?"
"sorry Sorry."
The white clouds are slightly red and floating in the sky.
The two creatures watched the show at the foot of the mountain.
"Hey, why is this?" Bai Yun was puzzled.
Isn't it good to be free? It has to be this way.
"Greed, desire, human beings are too complicated, little girl, stop moving."
The sight of the stone makes me irritated.
"Okay, are you here every day?"
The ink man rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you think?"
"Yes, you have no feet and you can't fly..."
"..."
"Aren't you bored being alone?"
"It's okay. Who said I'm lonely? I can enjoy the bright moon in the mountains and the cool breeze in the sky. There is no mundane noise. I can just sit and watch the clouds rise and fall. Wouldn't it be nice?"
"Oh, it seems like..."
"learn it slowly."
…
In the shade of the woods, Tang Ping watched the situation below.
Zhang Qi seems to have succeeded.
The Zuo family is also about to perish.
Just stay here and watch. As for Zhang Qi and the others, it depends on their own fate.
He is not a nanny, he is a god!
If it really doesn't work, the worst possible outcome is to change a batch.
Above the sky, white clouds seemed to be dyed red with blood, quickly filling the surrounding area.
"Thousands of blood sacrifices? Old pond ghost, you are so brave!!"
Yu Qing was shocked and angry.
The situation is about to turn around.
"Old ghost, come and accept your fate!"
At this time, an old man with tattoos on his face and white hair and beard drove the auspicious clouds straight into the sky!
It was actually old man Gongsun.
The auspicious clouds take the form of mica crystals and continuously seep into the old man's body.
Old Gongsun's face turned red, and the tattoo on his face came out of his body and turned into a black turtle with a python head.
He joins the two on the battlefield.
boom!
The blood cloud exploded.
Blood rain fell from the sky, and the blood rain corroded everything.
The army of aliens, ghosts, and mortals fled in all directions.
"Old Yu Qing, you actually made a breakthrough to refine your Qi?"
The Tang God was frightened and angry, and had no choice but to flee.
"Old ghost!"
Old man Gongsun followed closely behind.
As Tang Ping expected, the Zuo family was defeated, defeated by the stronger Wu family.
What follows is a chaotic chase to the north.
Some surrendered and some fled.
Tang Ping saw that the situation was not good and immediately fled to the underworld.
In the underworld, half a mile under the banyan tree.
Wood energy transforms into a green snake, and earth energy transforms into a yellow snake.
Two snakes tightly wrapped around the black and white god.
The order of the underworld is shuffled.
Next, he will be born in the name of Maohou, run this place, and continue his farming business.
Step by step, the ten feet of Yin soil will be expanded to make the earth python stronger. The current strength of the earth python is not suitable for the middle stage of evil soul.
It is still mainly about obscene development.
At the same time, Taoist soldiers must also be put on the agenda.
Of course, the most important thing is to practice your own skills to perfection and find the evil spirit as soon as possible to practice.
As for the mortal world, I definitely won't wander around.
No matter how great the opportunity is, I won’t take it.
"Ghost grass, orchid dew, blood vine, and the fire fruit needed for the vitality medicine."
Tang Ping hid in the underwater palace to practice.
…
Time flies, and five years pass by in a hurry.
Yangjian, the land of the Zhang clan.
The five-foot loess altar has white cloth fluttering and the priest chants loudly.
Recite the name of Maotutinghou God.
This is the festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh month.
Wow!
The smoke disappeared and the tortoise shell cracked.
The gods have enjoyed the sacrifice.
The sacrifice is over.
Zhang Qi ordered people to divide the things.
Now he is nearly forty years old and has two sons and one daughter.
He is still a retainer of the Zuo family.
That's right, it's still Zuo.
Tang Shen was defeated, and Yu Xian controlled the world of life and death.
Zuo Xing went into exile abroad, and the Zuo family paid Longpo and Fengyuan in exchange for their third son Zuoyu to succeed to the title.
But the Zhang family is still in charge of thousands of acres of farmland and ten thousand acres of mountains and forests.
The Xiong clan was inherited by Xiong Ying and recognized by the Wu clan. They were granted the rank of paying tribute to Danyang forest trees, stepped into the ranks of the first-level warriors, and had their own clan land.
Danyang Xiong clan officially entered the stage of history.
Although they are regarded as barbarians for undeclared war and are not even qualified to live in the suburbs, there is still great potential for future development.
The Danyang area has more resources than most people imagine.
Want to pick peaches?
Then you have to ask the Bear Clan's sword if he agrees.
Zhang Qi pointed to the altar and said to his eldest son, regardless of whether he understood it or not: "Cong'er, this is the altar of the gods, and my family should worship it from generation to generation!"
Mountain.
The tree man set up the altar.
"The god of snakes, Fu Wei Shang Xiang!"
In the clouds, Tang Ping was speechless when he heard the names shouted by everyone.
Forget it, so be it.
A trace appeared in the clouds, quickly absorbing the essence of the sacrifice.
The three altars of earth, wood and water are all absorbed.
The yin soil exceeds twenty feet, the banyan trees cover it for one mile, and the water pool extends five feet into the outer waters.
boom!
At this time, Gao Dice flew out.
There is a huge blue light in the sky, which is very mysterious. The green light connects the two realms of Yin and Yang.
[Maotu Deed·Snake Manipulation Curse]: The ritual of cutting mountains and cutting grass (1/1000), the master of the underground Dharma Eye.
Tinghou Mingqi actually has a secret method of cutting mountains and cutting grass.
Sensing the secret ability, Tang Ping was delighted.
"Okay! It just solves an urgent need!"
