Medicine King Valley, silent.

Yang Mucheng entered it with more than two hundred masters, and immediately dispersed into pieces. Although the Yaowang Valley did not take the allied forces of the two countries into account, it still arranged for some miscellaneous warriors to patrol the valley.

"The third child, I really can't figure out what the three worship lords are thinking, and they still have to send people to patrol. Do those armies have the courage to invade the Medicine King Valley?" a warrior yawned and looked dissatisfied.

"We naturally knew that those armies didn't dare to attack in, but those Dan Masters in the Medicine King Valley didn't know. If they don't send people on patrol, they won't even dare to sleep!" said another warrior with a scar on his face.

He said, shaking his head: "To be honest, this Yang Mucheng is really shocking. Originally, I thought that Wanyan Honglie's 150,000 army was enough to easily set foot on the Great Qianguo and capture Yang Mucheng alive. But who would have thought that the 150,000 army would not even cross the Jiulong Mountain, and it would be completely annihilated. 80,000 captives, buried alive. ”

"It is a crime to kill one person, and it is a crime to slaughter ten thousand. Thousands of years of immortal karma are all in killing!"

The martial artist, who was still sleepy before, suddenly came to his senses: "I heard that this Yang Mucheng was once a puppet emperor, and he established a thousand years of hegemony and developed Daqian to this extent, even less than a year. And his own cultivation has reached the middle stage of the terrifying rampant trial. It is even rumored that after he finished killing Yan Honglie, he broke through again and reached the late stage of the horizontal refinement!"

The martial artist named Lao San showed a hint of shame, "How is it possible, how can there be a martial artist's cultivation that can progress so quickly? However, even if he reaches the late stage of horizontal refinement? Our three offerings are the strongest of the horizontal refinement." ”

Woo~

Before the third child finished speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and covered his mouth. With a slight 'click' sound, his cervical spine was already directly broken.

"What?"

Another warrior heard the movement and looked back, only to see a young man approaching quickly.

"Yang Mucheng ......"

Before he could speak, Yang Mucheng had already punched out and hit him in the chest lightly. Just listening to the muffled sound of 'poof', the martial artist's internal organs were completely shattered at this moment.

Glancing at the corpses of these two warriors, Yang Mucheng tiptoed a little and disappeared in place.

"Are only the three offerings still left in the Medicine King Valley?"

"If it's just him, it will be even more difficult to engulf the Medicine King Valley!"

The corners of Yang Mucheng's mouth lifted.

His eyes were like torches, and he looked towards the Medicine King Valley.

Yanaka.

The real threat exists, that is, those warriors. Danshi and the like are powerless, and they are almost not a threat. Coupled with the fact that these warriors and worshippers were blindly confident in the strength of the Medicine King Valley, they didn't expect that Yang Mucheng would send troops to attack at night, and most of them died in their sleep.

At this time, in the corner, several Ouchi masters gathered together.

"How's the situation?" Bai Zhong asked.

"The warriors and worshippers in the north have been killed by us, and no one is left. ”

"The south side is also ......"

"So is the West!"

Bai Zhong listened to the report, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Have you found the three major offerings?"

A big inner master shook his head and said, "My lord, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, I went to the imperial city with the Great Offering and the Second Offering seven days ago. Nowadays, there are only three enshrined Shura killing god Luo Zhen in the Valley of the Medicine King. Luo Zhen's location is on the west side of the Medicine King Valley, and you see, the largest pavilion is where he lives. ”

"Let's go, kill Luo Zhen before he awakens. In this way, we can take the Medicine King Valley without blood!" Bai Zhong said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he quietly sneaked into the pavilion with more than a dozen Ouchi masters.

In the pavilion, there was a quiet place.

There is no interest.

"No patrols?" someone wondered.

"Idiot, this Luo Zhen is a strong man who has perfected the refinement, what defense does he need from his residence?" Bai Zhong shouted. "Don't speak, the strong who are perfect, proficient in the five senses, deaf and clear. Even if he is asleep, he is very good at controlling the outside world, don't wake him up!"

At that moment, more than a dozen people slowly stepped into the courtyard.

"This ......"

When he stepped into the courtyard, Bai Zhong was stunned. At this moment, he felt like stepping into the territory of an ancient beast. It was as if this ancient beast had opened its eyes and was looking at itself.

"Inexplicable!"

He shook his head and looked at the other people, who did not react like this, and immediately made a gesture and walked forward quickly.

Squeak~

I heard a shrill knock on the door, and the closed attic door was directly opened.

Rumble!

At this moment, it was as if they had opened a closed wind tunnel, and a strong hurricane suddenly came from inside the house. A wave of air that was seven or eight meters high and visible to the naked eye directly slammed in.

"Not good!"

Bai Zhong's heart trembled, and he subconsciously folded his arms and put them in front of him, and was hit by this wave of qi.

Click~

The arms in front of him were directly hit by this wave of qi, and the huge and terrifying force crackled the bones of his whole body, and the bones of his arms collapsed into countless cracks. Spit out a mouthful of blood, its body directly lost its balance and swept backwards, retreating more than ten steps in a row, each step stepped on the ground sonorously, leaving a deep footprint.

And the other Ouchi masters were not so lucky, this breath was too violent, too terrifying, like a tide sweeping and crashing. These Ouchi masters were struck like kites with broken strings shot backwards, and fell to the ground hard.

"You're not dead?"

At this time, a blood-haired black-robed man in the room walked out slowly, and looked at Bai Zhong, who was spitting blood, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "I see, the early stage of the cross-refining martial artist ......"

"You are Luo Zhen?"

Blood flowed from Bai Zhong's mouth, and horror was hidden in the depths of his eyes.

The Horizontal Perfection Martial Artist is terrifying!

"Exactly, it is Shura who kills the god Luo Zhen next. Luo Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Bai Zhong with a cruel smile. "Presumably, you were all sent by Yang Mucheng, the little emperor...... Tut-tut, I originally thought that he didn't have the courage to attack the Medicine King Valley, but I didn't expect him to actually do it. Tell me, where is the little emperor? Is he in the valley, or outside the Valley of the Medicine King?"

"If you want me to say it, you're just a pipe dream!" Bai Zhong said coldly.

"Do you think you still have a choice? Since you don't say it, I'll go find it myself! Even if he is in the middle of the three armies, with my Luo Zhen's strength, I can easily take away his head!" Luo Zhen said, his eyes suddenly became cold and gloomy.

He waved his right hand.

Rumble!

A storm that was even more powerful and terrifying than before suddenly rose at this moment, crashing into Bai Zhong with an unstoppable momentum.

At this moment, Bai Zhongyou was hit hard and flew out upside down again.

Thundered!

In the silent Medicine King Valley, a shocking sound erupted.

"Where is it?"

Yang Mucheng in the distance was suddenly alert, and a pair of eyes hurriedly looked towards the explosion.

(End of chapter)