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On the official road, the nameless array recovered, interweaving the dragon text that overwhelmed a state, the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven, and a slashing demon.

In the large array that almost enveloped the entire Hailing Prefecture, Su Qiannian stepped into the murderous array, feeling the edge of the sword, there is no doubt that this is an unknown amazing sword formation, with the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven as the guide, showing the majesty of the true dragon.

The palm-sized Yuan Shi Furnace swung and rose in Su Qiannian's hands, and a steady stream of demon clans were collected, refined, and turned into drops of pure Yuan Qi liquid.

Five demon soldiers can refine one drop of Yuan Qi liquid, while an ordinary demon soldier can refine two drops of Yuan Qi liquid, Wu Commander-level demon soldiers can refine five drops, and centurion-level demon soldiers can refine twenty drops.

A large amount of Yuan Qi liquid was refined, Su Qinian's eyes were bright, and he stepped between the demons, at this time, there were already demons who were strangled by the invisible edge and became powder.

Su Qinian noticed that as he continued to refine the demon clan, ordinary demon Ding could make the dragon guard order give birth to a piece of golden scales, the demon soldier was a hundred, the Wu Commander level was a thousand pieces, and the centurion level was 10,000 pieces. This also explains why his previous dragon protection order would inexplicably give birth to more than 30,000 pieces of golden scales.

Walking back along the road from which the ancient town came, Su Qiannian tried his best to refine the demons, but it was not as fast as the strangulation speed of the big array.

Of the nearly 10,000 demon masters, there were only more than 2,000 who were finally refined by him, including more than 80 ordinary demon soldiers, 16 demon soldier captains, and 5 demon centurions.

His mind sank into the furnace of the beginning of the beginning, and Su Qinian looked at the void of ten zhang, a ball of pure white and flawless vitality liquid. There were nearly 800 drops, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This time, though, there were variables in the end. failed to really force out the limit and break the shackles of the tenth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong". But this nearly 800 drops of Yuan Qi liquid, even more than 20,000 taels of snow silver, may not be exchanged, it contains extremely pure Yuan Qi, rich in vitality, maybe not as good as the Qi of the Beginning of Heaven and Earth or the Yuan Qi of Life, but it is not much different.

At least in Su Qinian's opinion, he continuously absorbed the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth, which was a whole year. It is impossible to gather enough 800 drops of Yuan Qi liquid.

Moreover, the primordial qi of heaven and earth and the vitality of life are extremely condensed, difficult to preserve, if not absorbed in time, they will return to the depths of the void, or evaporate between heaven and earth.

The ancient town of Qintong has become quiet, and the birds on Magpie Lake are crawling on the sandbar, and they dare to spread their wings again until the light fades.

Su Qinian walked on the familiar granite street and saw the corner stained with blood. It was a big businessman who was lucky at the beginning, hid and never left, and now only the corpses and bones are left. Life is gone.

This is greed.

Su Qiannian sighed in his heart, there are all kinds of beings, and everyone has to pay the price for their choice.

Buzhen Division.

Above the ruins. Except for the broken green jade official seal, Su Qiannian could no longer see the so-called Cave Void Great Array. There is also the demon soldier road that has been opened, and the void is not wavering. Even a trace of demonic energy disappeared, the sky was blue, and only a **** day hung in the air, sprinkled with a little golden light.

With a sigh, Su Qiannian walked all over the ancient town, gathered the corpses and broken bones all over the ground on the bank of Magpie Lake, took a wine jar, and the mixed yuan flame fell, burned into ashes, and then put it into the wine jar.

Boom!

The wine jar was sealed, and then thrown into the green lake by Su Qiannian, and a handful of paper money was scattered on the lakeside, Su Qiannian just wanted to turn around, and his mental power jumped, and he saw that on the sandbar in the lake, some of the originally frightened magpies fluttered their wings and flew up, and they fell in front of him one by one, and they were not afraid of people, and hundreds of them fell in an instant.

With a flash of glint in his eyes, Su Qinian saw the hundreds of magpies nodding at him in unison, with bloody tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Possessed and reinstated?"

Su Qiannian muttered, his mental power is keen, he has a faint insight into the truth and reality, and the broken bones of the corpses that have just been gathered, although many of them are no longer recognizable, they are about the hundreds.

And as the hundreds of magpies nodded towards him as if bowing, in the dark, Su Qinian felt that there seemed to be something more in the ancestral divine court, but his mind fell into the sea of knowledge, but he didn't find anything, he just felt that his spiritual power was a little more mellow than in the past, and he also had a little more understanding when interfering with the present world.

The sudden harvest, Su Qiannian pondered for a moment, and then showed a thoughtful look, and at this time, hundreds of magpies fluttered their wings and flew, and there was still a little blood and tears in the corners of their eyes.

"Death is like a lamp going out, and the soul is out of the body. ”

"Ancient myths and legends have an underworld Yama, eighteen layers of hell, and people die in the underworld, waiting to be reincarnated. ”

"The obsession does not disappear, and the spiritual thoughts of ordinary people can also intimidate the soul. ”

In the haze, Su Qiannian had a glimmer of light in front of his eyes, and on the tenth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", he had a vague idea in his heart, but it was still just a mirror, and he needed to understand it carefully and keep trying before he could finally set the way forward.

Half an hour later.

On the official road, tens of thousands of townspeople have migrated and left the ancient town of Qintong for dozens of miles.

Compared with the previous rush, now it is much calmer, orderly, and there is no push and trampling.

The seven disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect were stained with blood, but at this time, they didn't see half a smile, but their eyes were heavy, the seven people didn't know much, but now they have a thorough insight into the truth and the truth, although they can't agree, but the demon soldiers who may exist are immeasurably meritorious.

It's just that a back image appeared in the minds of the seven people almost at the same time, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, one holding a knife, standing alone, facing ten thousand demons, trying to kill a way out for the livelihood of tens of thousands of townspeople.

The great array revived and slumbered, and the Chixiao sword light illuminated the land of a state, and under such a majestic qi, it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us......

The seven people were silent, the abrupt crowd was a little commotion, and the seven people raised their eyebrows, and they felt it and turned back suddenly.

I saw that under the sunset, a dark blue robe came from the end of the official road, his body was stained with blood, the remnant sun was like fire, and the shadow was very long.

In front of the migration procession, Su Qinian looked at each other with the seven people, and several disciples of the Seven Killing Sword Sect had gloomy eyes, but they were frank and open.

After a few breaths, Su Qiannian nodded towards the seven people, then raised his feet and took a step, and after a while, he returned to the place of the dragon's head.

On the carriage, the curtain had already been lifted, and the little girl waved her little hand vigorously towards Su Qinian without thinking far away, and her immature and smooth little face was full of tears, and she couldn't stop it.

"It's good to be back...... Just come back. ”

Chu and Su trembled and stretched out their hands after Su Qiannian boarded the carriage, one by one grabbed Su Qinian's palm, the two old men squeezed it very tightly, Su Qiannian could feel the calluses on the second elder's palm, as well as rough and old, fine folds.

Old man Chu was silent at first, and when he came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand and gently patted Su Qinian on the shoulder three times, and muttered, "Good, good, good!"

After speaking, he glared at his wife and Su Shi again, and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly bandage the wound of the beggar!"

Even if the physical body is strong, and most of the wounds have been healed under the nourishment of the primordial qi of heaven and earth, Su Qiannian did not refuse, and let the second elder do it.

After that, Su Qinian poured spiritual power into the old man for the little girl's infusion, this time, he infused his mental power, and gave birth to some abnormalities, the old man's lifeless body slowly came out with some ups and downs, although it was only a very slight breath, but it was enough to make the little girl cry.

After that, the old man's hand that was grabbed by the little girl clenched and let go, and the little melon girl was even more surprised, this improvement was much bigger than before.

......

The sun sets, and the moon rises in the east.

On the city wall of Hailing City, General Hanwei from the fourth grade did not understand the lotus pattern iron armor, standing on the head of the city, looking into the distance, standing side by side with him, is now sitting in Hailing Prefecture Dragon Guardian Villa, the strongest man, Duanmu Dragon Lord.

This Duanmu Dragon Lord has an extraordinary background, and he is even more intelligent, but this General Han Wei stationed in Hailing Prefecture always can't get close.

"Tell the two lords, the migration procession of White Horse Town came to the city gate, and the household department recorded that the townspeople were 69,800, but the actual number was 51,600. "There are soldiers on the wall, and the survivors have been counted.

From the bearded general of the fourth grade, there are nearly 18,000 people, except for the daily caravans, about 7,000 people, that is to say, this White Horse Town lost more than 11,000 people on the way to migration.

More than 11,000 people!

It is not the soldiers who are shrouded in horse leather on the battlefield, which is called heroic, but more than 11,000 ordinary people, which can only be called miserable, and this first-class general Han Wei of the Mixed Yuan Realm can't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

This is not the frontier of the East China Sea, it is unimaginable, how tragic the frontier is, resisting overseas demon masters every day, how many Terran soldiers are buried in other places, and there are no bones.

Not long after, there were alternate dragon guards from the Dragon Guardian Villa who climbed the city tower to meet the Duanmu Dragon Lord, who was a lupine scarf and a light wind, and went to White Horse Town, and the eight dragon guards who supported the migration of the townspeople all the way, only four remained.

didn't look back, the Duanmu Dragon Lord just said lightly: "Thick burial, one thousand taels of snow silver." ”

The alternate dragon guard retreated, and the Duanmu Dragon Master turned around, looked at General Han Wei beside him, and said, "Does the general feel that Duanmu is unkind." ”

General Hanwei, who had a beard, was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Not bad!"

"So what?" this Duanmu Dragon Lord sighed, he turned his head and pointed to the dense civilian figures under Hailing City, and said, "Today they can stand here, they can still live, how many soldiers are lying in wait on the frontier, the bones are unknown, if this dragon lord has a mercy today, after tomorrow, it will not only change from 69,800 people to 51,600 people, it may be 31,600 people, it may be 21,600 people, or even no one." ”

General Han Wei, who was dressed in blue lotus-patterned iron armor, took a deep breath when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say for a while. (Ask for a monthly pass, genuine subscription is the biggest support for the ten steps, well, everyone come to the starting point to subscribe.) (To be continued.) )