The gates of the royal capital opened wide, and the Yulin army swarmed out. The leader of the country, Hao Zhi, was in high spirits and led all the royal dignitaries to meet him for ten miles, which gave the emperor's uncle enough face. At this moment, the moment when the head of the national master Wu Mianzi was sent to the Yuanlong Palace, Hao Wu was defeated, and Hao Zhi was sure of victory. As the final winner, he naturally did not hesitate to show his magnanimity in front of everyone.
Magnanimity is magnanimity, Hao Zhi will not let him go, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit, Hao Wu may be able to save his life, but it is inevitable that he will be thrown into the dungeon and never see the light of day again. However, Hao Zhi still had doubts in his heart. The emperor was a smart man. How could he not have expected his own ending? Twelve gold medals summoned him to return to the court. It was originally just a gesture to undermine the morale of the army, but he actually came. , is it possible that he plans to sacrifice himself in exchange for the safety of his children?
The Rakshasa king's throne changed frequently, so there was no lack of precedent for Hao Wu's move.
Looking at it, Yu Lin's army was mixed, with only a few old soldiers. Hao Wu estimated that he could completely defeat it with just one charge. However, he still suppressed his impulse, feeling desolate in his heart. The prestige of the king was still there, and he raised troops to rebel. It was still unknown how many soldiers and horses could obey his orders. What was even more worrying was that there were three thousand "beast soldiers" Hidden and invisible, without the help of the national master, he would never dare to take risks. ..
Hao Wu glanced at the king. He was young and in the prime of his life. If nothing unexpected happened, he could still sit in this position for many years. He turned his eyes away and stared at Hu Kuidou intently. He was filled with emotion. Who would have thought that such a useless man who had fallen into the abyss would climb out again and take charge of the government with the power of the king, blocking his way. He could not move or smash him. After weighing the pros and cons, we can only bow to reality and survive in troubled times.
Hao Wu dismounted and handed the reins to his soldiers. He sighed deeply and was about to go forward to pay homage to the king when a burst of noise suddenly sounded behind him. His heart tightened, thinking that the soldiers who supported him were unhappy, so he hurriedly turned his head and looked around, only to see a whirlwind rising from the ground in the distance, with bloody light reaching the sky, connecting to the clouds, and constantly expanding outwards, turning people upside down wherever it passed. He was thrown into the air by the whirlwind, cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and turned into pulpy meat paste. Hao Wu gasped, scolded sternly, and ordered his troops to disperse quickly. He didn't even know that the leader of the country had spoken before he got on his horse, turned his horse's head and galloped away towards the whirlwind.
The leader of the country, Hao Zhi, was shocked when something happened suddenly. He watched Hao Wu Juechen leave. He subconsciously looked at Hu Kuidou with an inquiring expression. Hu Kuidou's eyelids twitched and he murmured: "Human power cannot reach it, this is... the Tao method..." When his Dantian was still intact and his Tao practice was at its peak, he was as small as an ant in the face of this whirlwind, and he is even less important now. Hey, even if you throw out all the three thousand "beast soldiers" at hand, it will still be like a fly shaking a tree, irresistible.
The tree wanted to be still but the wind was still blowing. Hao Wu was willing to bow his head, but there was someone behind him who wouldn't allow him to bow his head.
Hao Zhi heard this and gasped. As the leader of the Rakshasa Kingdom, he naturally knew the existence of the Blood Ancestor. However, the Golden Immortal was aloof and never directly interfered with the secular world. Those who interfered with the secular dynasty were the disciples of the ancestor and the national master. Wu Mianzi was crowned, but the Blood Ancestor showed no reaction. Hao Yu originally thought that the Rakshasa Kingdom had completely escaped the control of the Golden Immortal, but he did not expect that all this was his illusion. The whirlwind that harvested the soldiers was like a hard slap. on his face.
The moment the whirlwind started, the "Red-Eyed Boshan Furnace" buzzed, and the bird and animal figures seemed to come to life, with blood-red eyes, and opened their mouths to let out a silent roar. The next moment, they slowly took off, trying to fly through the air. Shen Yuanqiong reached out and pressed it, and those blood-red eyes closed together, unwillingly, and fell into silence again. He put the Boshan furnace in his sleeves, stood up, and looked up. He saw thousands of miles of blood clouds covering half of the sky. The whirlwind was like a mill, harvesting the blood. The ancestor of the blood had already taken action. The blood sacrifice to the Yaksha Kingdom was not enough. He stretched out his demonic palm. To the Rakshasa Kingdom!
Killing Wu Mianzi failed to draw out the Blood Qi Ancestor. I thought he would continue to endure it, but he didn't expect his whereabouts to be exposed so quickly. It was both unexpected and reasonable. Shen Yuanqiong held the "Yang Shen Sword" with five fingers. His eyes swept over the troops returning to the court. They were in a mess. You pushed me to avoid the whirlwind. There were heavy casualties and mourning everywhere.
He failed to discover where the Blood Ancestor was hiding, so he could only wait and see what happened.
The king of the country and Hu Kuidou carefully planned the script, and the emperor's uncle Hao Wu had no choice but to act honestly. He didn't want the show to be completely disrupted by this sudden whirlwind just after it started. Hu Kuidou knows
He had a few kilograms and a few taels, and the immortal master could not allow him to interfere. He hurriedly escorted the king back to the royal capital. The royal dignitaries present were all smart people. They turned their horses and left in a hurry, wishing that they could grow wings and escape as soon as possible. This is the wrong place.
Hao Wu shouted, his eyes were about to burst, his throat was hoarse, and the men and horses were still in a mess. These soldiers were all the elite who followed him on his expedition to the Yaksha Kingdom. They went through fire and water, looked back upon death, and fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They thought that when they returned to the Rakshasa Kingdom, they could be rewarded based on their merits and be granted a wife and a son, but they did not expect that they would not be able to escape in the end. The doom of destruction. His heart was as sharp as a knife, and all thoughts were lost for a moment. He accidentally turned his head and caught a glimpse of a familiar face. He couldn't help but cursed: "Zhang Chengyun, why don't you run away quickly!"
That Zhang Chengyun was a merchant from Daxia. Due to a shipwreck on his merchant ship, he drifted to an isolated island and was kidnapped by the "Yaksha Po". He was tortured and suffered a lot, but he finally escaped. He hated Yaksha deeply and plotted revenge. He traveled to the Rakshasa King's capital and found a way to offer "Yaksha." secret medicine. The battle at Pingchuan City proved that the secret medicine had miraculous effects. Only then was Hao Wu persuaded by the national master to decide to go on an expedition to the Yasha Kingdom, in order to succeed in the future as the leader of the country and add a significant contribution to the destruction of the country.
Zhang Chengyun slowly turned his head, with gray hair and a haggard face. His thin face showed relief. He opened his mouth and seemed to be telling something. His eyes suddenly condensed, and the figure of Shen Yuanqiong was reflected in his pupils. Those distant memories emerged like debris, and Zhang Chengyun's heart was filled with excitement. The past events were vivid in his mind, and he had never forgotten them, but was buried deep in his heart.
The whirlwind picked up countless flesh and blood corpses and roared towards him, dragging Zhang Chengyun into it and grinding it into powder.
Disaster fell from the sky, and there were no survivors. Hao Wu was exhausted and finally gave up his efforts. He was heartbroken and ran wildly on his horse, with only a few soldiers behind him, and narrowly escaped the whirlwind. On the edge, he galloped away towards the royal capital. Everything was over. Although the Rakshasa Kingdom won the battle to destroy the country and wiped the Yasha Kingdom from the overseas islands, it could not escape its decline and destruction in the end. In the eyes of Jinxian, mortals like them are no different from pigs and sheep. When the pigs and sheep are fattened, the butcher's knife will inevitably fall.
