Chapter 21 The end of the world

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 2019Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
The golden sword fell again, and the "meat bag" was submerged in the golden light. His breath plummeted, and the stalemate lasted only a few breaths before disappearing into ashes. The monster hid deep in the Hongze Forest, absorbing the underground blood and refining its body. It was strong and soft, indestructible, and could not get close easily. However, when it encountered murderers like Wei Shiqi, it had no power to fight back. The tofu is mixed with brine, one thing falls after another, the Buddha's light suppresses it, and the starlight annihilates it. The ordinary body of the abyss is vulnerable. Apart from the ruler of the abyss, there are only a few who can compete with it.

However, his opponent was never an ordinary person.

Wei Shiqi's prediction was true. Although "Routai" was ferocious, detection and tracking was not his specialty. The reason why he was pursued was because someone was secretly manipulating him to drive away tigers and devour wolves. The person who secretly instigated the trouble was Jian Da De, a general under Shan Tao, the Lord of the South. Jian Da De was not Shan Tao's confidant. Without him, he was incompatible with each other. Some people meet like before, and some people are naturally conflicted. This kind of thing can't happen reluctantly. However, Shantao is in charge of the vast land of southern Xinjiang. A generation of heroes has a city in mind. Although he doesn't like Jian Da Deaf, he always rewards and punishes impartially, not because of himself. The view has buried the good material. Jian Dasheng climbed to the top step by step, without using any strength, relying on punches and kicks to create a world.

Shan Tao entered the bottom of the abyss, and the life and blood of the south became ownerless. In the southern borderland, there were only a handful of strong men who were qualified to compete. Jian Dade thought to himself that he was one, and a thousand-eyed toad, a thousand-eyed toad, was one. , plus Guan Guogong who was stationed on the coast, and the rest of the mediocre people were not in his eyes. Guan Guo Gong is far away on a deserted island near the sea. I haven't heard that he intends to touch the blood of his life. He Qianmu comes and goes alone. The dragon sees its head but not its tail. It is unknown where it went. What Jian Dading needs to be careful about are those who come from the north. of outsiders. He cast a dragnet in the southern border area, with scouts and patrols like bees and ants spread out in every corner. The incident in the Nine Miasma Valley happened suddenly. When he received the news, there was no one in the valley, and only the miasma was rolling, covering everything. trace.

However, southern Xinjiang was the territory that Jian Dade had managed for thousands of years. Following a few clues, he noticed the whereabouts of several waves of people, one was Qiran Molan, the other was Chen Dananren, and the other was Deng Peosong. Thousands of branches, one wave was the Beast King carrying Han Shiba on his back, and the two generals Li and Zhao under King Pingping died one after another. The remaining Peng Daozu led the remnants to stop outside the southern border, patrolling and refusing to advance, which is very interesting.

The man looked up and down and asked, "What's your name?"

Li Chuanshan replied hurriedly

: "The little one's surname is Li, and his given name is 'Chuangshan', which is 'Chuangshan' for pangolin."

The man laughed dumbly and said, "They are indeed somewhat similar."

Qi, Mo, Chen, An, Deng, and Song all had backgrounds, but Han Shiba came from outside the abyss and parted ways with Qi Ran for some reason. Jian Dading decided to get rid of him first. Hong Zelin's "meat bag" was a testing hand, and the results of the testing were by no means optimistic. Han Shiba was stronger than he expected, and the rumors turned out to be true. Wei Zheng, Li She, Jiang, and Zhao Chuanliu all died at his hands. Jian Da De was a little hesitant, but his hesitation quickly disappeared. The Nine Miasma Beast King stepped on the miasma and went deep into the wilderness. His destination turned out to be the end of the world, the end of the world.

In this case, let him go, Guan Guogong is idle and find something to do for him. As for what Han Shiba wants to do when he goes to Binhai, Jian Dading doesn't care. What he cares about right now is the most important thing. What matters, what matters more than anything else, is the Southern blood.

Jian Da Deaf opened one side of the net and deliberately released the water. Wei Shiqi crossed the Beast King and headed south, but the wind and the current went smoothly without any disturbance. He couldn't figure out the joints. Could it be that he chopped up the "meat bag" with great power and scared those opponents who were secretly spying on the hidden agenda to shrink back? If you can’t guess, don’t think too much about it. The blood captured from the iron tree in Hongze will not last long. It is the critical moment to worship the Tibetan soldiers and support the pillars. It is imperative to go to the coast and search for the trench, even if you miss it. The South's natural spirit will not be spared.

With each having their own thoughts and a tacit understanding, Jian Dadai turned his attention to the fight for his life and blood, while Wei Shiqi escaped all the way south, gradually getting farther and farther away from the center of the storm.

I don't know when, there was a moist and salty smell in the air. Looking far ahead, there was a gray-blue turbid tide at the end of the field of vision, undulating and jumping without stopping for a moment. The land on the coast of southern Xinjiang was just ahead. The sky was getting dark and the sun was sinking into the waves. Wei Shiqi stared attentively for a moment, pressed the Beast King button, and found a river bend with dancing bamboo shadows to rest for a while. He ordered Li Chuanshan to go to the trench to find out the exact location of the magma, so as not to get lost in the sea. Looking for a needle and running around in vain.

Li Chuanshan bowed his hands and said goodbye, looked in the right direction, twisted his waist and walked away. In no time, he was thousands of miles away, and then he cautiously poked his head out. The night has spread its wings and covers the earth. The stars and the moon are hanging high in the sky. A hundred feet away, there is a roar of people. A group of monsters are shouting around the bonfire, grabbing the fragrant animal meat.

Everyone shook their heads and spit.

Li Chuanshan hid in the shadow of the rock, patted the dust off his body, took a deep breath, the blood in his body surged, and his joints made a slight "crackling" sound. His body grew taller and became thinner, with his hands on his face. After rubbing it vigorously for a moment, his appearance suddenly changed. His eyes were one big and one small, his mouth was wide and his jaw was square, and his face was completely different. He touched it up and down a few times, and felt that there was no flaw. He moved forward quietly, intending to blend in with the monsters and get information.

He hadn't walked more than ten steps when the back of his neck suddenly tightened and he was lifted into the air by a rough hand. His feet were off the ground and he was as helpless as a dead fish. Li Chuanshan screamed inwardly, knowing that his whereabouts had fallen into the eyes of others. Just as he was about to launch a struggle with his blood and energy, his heart suddenly became hairy. He intuitively felt that this move would put him in a state of eternal disaster. He hurriedly gave up resistance and allowed the other party to confine his blood and energy, speaking in a low voice. Said: "My subordinates, under the orders of General Peng under the command of King Ping Ping, met with the General of the Southern Xinjiang Maritime Administration. I have something important to report!"

The man said "Huh" and asked: "Peng Daozu?"

Li Chuanshan said: "Exactly!"

The man loosened his fingers, Li Chuanshan's feet landed on the ground, his knees suddenly softened, and he fell to his knees with a "plop", his bones hit the gravel, and a burst of pain surged through him. He didn't even moan, he was very hard. The man pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Get up and follow me. If you have any questions, answer them honestly and don't think too much."

Hearing this, Li Chuanshan felt relieved. After a little stimulation of his blood, the pain in his knees suddenly disappeared. He climbed up slowly, his body shrinking accordingly, and he was less than three feet tall. His body was covered with scales, resembling a pangolin. The other party should be following him all the way, watching his every move, pretending to transform and so on. Any more cover-ups would be tantamount to humiliating himself, so he simply showed his true colors to show his calmness.

Not daring to look up, he glanced sideways and saw a tall, burly man wearing some rough leather armor. Only his chest and abdomen could be seen, but his face could not be seen. Li Chuanshan estimated that the other party was no ordinary soldier. In all likelihood, he was one of Guan Gong's capable generals who led the troops to guard the place. By chance, he was caught. Although the ground is hidden, it cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of those who are interested. If you lie down on the ground and listen, you can detect the movement. But who would lie on the ground and listen if nothing happens? It was a bad year, with all the bad luck, and I accidentally bumped into him!