"Don't care about the innocence!"

Duan Longcheng said resolutely to Duan Siping: "As long as you take the Boundary Heart Stone away before the other party comes back, even if Tong Wuxian comes back, there is no way!"

Although Duan Siping Xiu was the highest in the Evil King Palace, it was Duan Longcheng, the master of the Young Palace, who really gave the order.

Since the fall of the old palace master Immortal Evil King, it is because of this activity that the restless hearts of the Evil King Palace have been stabilized.

Although the momentum of the Evil King Palace in the topmost martial arts world at this time was not as good as before, the governance of the Evil King City had improved a lot, and even the Evil Immortal King was more stable and prosperous during his reign.

For the common people and most families, the relationship between sects and sects is too far-reaching, and all they want is a land where they can develop steadily.

And Duan Longcheng's actions after taking the throne also made the people of Evil King City believe that even if the old city lord went, there were people who could lead them to a brighter future.

The people of the lower level have stabilized, and the middle level of the family has naturally extinguished the intention of stirring up the storm, although there is no old evil king, but the Duan family still has absolute dominance for the family in terms of high-end combat power.

Everything in the Evil King's Palace was developing for the better, and Duan Long City's prestige was getting higher and higher.

But only the clan seniors who watched Duan Longcheng grow up could know that it was not easy to stabilize the chaos after the fall of the Evil Immortal King.

It was not the first time they had done such a thing in the fire, even if it was the Infinite Grandmaster in front of them, Duan Siping still agreed to Duan Longcheng's plan after pondering for a while.

"Then the young palace master will immediately bring someone into the small spirit realm now. ”

Duan Siping said in a deep voice: "The old man is outside to stop Wujiwei, even if Tong Wuxian comes back, he can buy you enough time." ”

"Elder, be careful, Dragon City will go back when you go!"

At the juncture of racing against time, Duan Longcheng naturally did not have any twists, after all, Duan Siping's realm strength was the highest.

He wanted to use the red-eyed evil dragon to meet the Infinite Grandmaster, but he had no choice but to start the spiritual transformation of the body, and for this kind of particularly dangerous and easily injured activity, no one in the Evil King's Palace would allow it.

As the disciple with the most kingly qualifications, Duan Longcheng is burdened with the heavy responsibility of Zhongxing Evil King City, his body is not only himself, but also belongs to the Evil King Palace, which means that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Being in a high position does not give you more freedom, and sometimes you can't even become a pure martial artist.

In a few words, Duan Longcheng, who had settled down with Duan Si and finished his strategy, led the powerhouse of the Evil King Palace wearing silver-gray spirit armor and fell to Diancang Mountain.

And Duan Siping met Wujiwei alone, which made the two Tong Zhenshan brothers a little frightened.

They really didn't expect Duan Longcheng to be so decisive, and directly divided his troops into two ways to press over.

said that it was a division of troops into two ways, but in fact, Duan Siping pressed it alone, and they were also familiar with this old master of the Evil King Palace.

Since the fall of the old evil king, the evil king's palace has put down his body and began to be cold, and there are many cases of the grandmaster leading the team to compete for interests, and this Duan Siping grandmaster has led the team to take the lead many times.

"Big brother, what should I do, that old man rushed over!"

Tong Zhenhai complained to his brother with a sad face, and his chest, which had been seriously injured by Xiang Liu, was aching faintly again: "Why don't you avoid it first, and wait for the grandmaster to come back..."

"It's not promising!"

Tong Zhenshan said: "There is only one person on the other side, I am afraid of a ball, so I will do it with him!"

"My big brother, this is not a human. ”

Tong Zhenhai complained bitterly, but since the brother who led the team had ordered, he also had to stiffen his head in the sea of swords, but there were some things, he still had to remind Wujiwei's comrades-in-arms, because not everyone had fought with Duan Siping and survived: "The whole team is scattered, distance themselves, and look for opportunities, absolutely, absolutely, don't resist." ”

After a few words, Duan Siping had already come closer, and like all the mimic spirits in the Evil King Palace, he was also a contemplating beast soul casting.

But what he visualized was the ancient fierce beast Xiangliu, and after becoming a grandmaster, he even scattered and recast the spiritual body to create his own body of Xiangliu.

Other people's fierce beast spirits are all used as auxiliary attacks to help, but Duan Siping himself is an ancient fierce beast!

The figure grew in the wind, his clothes were bursting, and Duan Siping's violently swollen skin turned into a vicious emerald green, and the cracked skin was covered with glowing fluorescent scales.

The human head turned into a snake head, the hair was scattered, a single horn grew on the forehead, and the neck swelled and lengthened, and it grew to a length of dozens of zhang in just an instant.

Eight bulging sarcomas grew around the body, which grew larger and larger, and finally tore the skin, and eight unicorn snake heads burst out of the body.

The hands and feet turned into dragon claws to step on the ground, the spine elongated and turned into the dragon's tail, and the nine snake-like horn-like heads that turned into fierce beasts looked at the scattered Wujiwei.

Although the distance has been widened, everyone has a feeling that they have been targeted by Sang-ryu.

As the deputy commander, the two brothers Tong Zhenshan naturally had to stay on the frontal battlefield, and the eldest brother, who saw Duan Siping transform into Xiangliu for the first time, naturally felt a little shocked.

Even if the disciples of the birth sect are not strong, their vision must be very high, and they naturally have their own set of identification methods for how to judge the strength of the Simulated Soul Soul.

The reason why the mimicry method is called the simulacrum method is naturally to simulate the characteristics of the beast, and to imitate, this object naturally has to exist to have room for imitation.

For example, the dragon and phoenix unicorn, although rare, but the Imperial Beast Sect still has it, as long as you pay a sufficient price, not only can you get a research manual, even if it is not difficult to live for a while.

With such contact, understanding and learning, as long as the qualifications are not too bad, they can simulate a very similar mimic spirit.

Of course, there are also people who can rely on reading books and pictures to complete the soul casting method, but it will be a little rough when the spirit comes out to get the murderous soul.

The so-called painting of dragons and tigers is difficult to draw bones, this is the truth, things that have never really been seen, even if they are made up through the imagination brain, are defective products with defects.

Whether it is tangible and godless, or it has skin and no bones, it is all supported by the aura in it, and there are many jokes in the Evil King's Palace that forcibly mimic the spirit dragon and then be bitten to death by the coyote vision.

In many cases, it is not that the stronger the object of the mimic, the stronger the mimic method, but the understanding of this beast.

Life habits, personality and temperament, natural powers, evolutionary direction... The more you understand, the stronger the spirit will be.

But Tong Zhenshan didn't understand what was going on with Duan Siping's Xiangliu, and Xihe no longer had Xiangliu.

A fierce beast that doesn't exist, a divine beast that only has a few words left in ancient books, how did he complete his understanding!?

"And the nine snakes are ringing themselves, what's going on with the dragon horns!?"

"What does the dragon body and tail mean, is this fucking Xiangliu or a nine-headed poisonous dragon?"

"The four dislikes made in this way really have combat effectiveness?"

Tong Zhenshan's questions were one after another, and Tong Zhenhai could only answer weakly: "Big brother, believe me, this old man's Xiangliu is absolutely genuine, the Evil King's Palace's research on the spirit method has long exceeded our understanding, Duan Longcheng's red-eyed evil dragon and Duan Siping's dragon-shaped Xiangliu are all mythical fantasies that perfectly integrate the characteristics of several fierce beasts!"

"Mythological fantasy, how fantastical?"

Listening to the third brother's statement that the morale of others was constantly rising, Tong Zhenshan was furious, and instantly activated the divine armor on his body, his left hand was yin, and his right hand was hot, and he shouted: "Wujiwei listens to the order, disperses the guerrillas, and cuts off all the heads of this hydra!"

After that, Tong Zhenshan took the lead, and the Yin and Yang Yan were kneaded into a mixed Yuan Wuji Qi, which was pushed out from his chest and exploded on the snake's neck, and the attack comparable to the low-grade ground-level spiritual skill directly blew up the dragon scales, spewing out a fluid like blood and paste.

One blow seriously injured Xiang Liu, which made Wuji Wei feel great, and Wu Ji Wei, who was holding the fusion technique, followed suit, and the mixed yuan Wuji Qi literally bombarded the head of Xiang Liu's nine rings from all directions.

I saw that the dragon scales were shattered, and the poisonous juice was surging, no matter how angry Xiang Liu was, he couldn't save the situation.

Wujiwei cooperated with the exquisite division of labor, and the target targeted by the snake head quickly retreated, and if Xiangliu probe came to chase, then the elongated neck would become the best target for others.

If the snake head turns the target, then the original chase will be responded with an attack, there is no temptation brewing, raising the hand is a single fusion skill, and the worst power under the increase of the divine soul can reach the standard of the ground-level spirit skill.

Even the body of Xiang Yanagi, which was reforged with the Grandmaster's skills, was injured in all nine heads under this circular and intensive attack, and the most serious one was almost broken.

Looking at the results in front of him, Tong Zhenshan laughed and said: "What kind of mythical fantasy species, when you meet our Wujiwei, you can still catch blindness, the ancient fierce gods, how fierce can it be!?"

"It's... Eldest brother... Something seems to be wrong. ”

Tong Zhenhai looked at Xiang Liu, who was beaten by Wujiwei and had no power to fight back, and had a faint bad premonition in his heart.

He who had experience in fighting each other naturally knew the strength of Duan Siping's Xiangliu Divine Soul, and the nine horns on the forehead of the snake-like ring contained nine divine lights of different attributes, and their power was comparable to that of a ground-level spiritual skill, extremely fierce, how could it be suppressed.

Unless he did it on purpose!

But when fighting, how can anyone deliberately hurt themselves, this is illogical.

It is advisable to chase after the poor Kou with the remaining bravery, Tong Zhenshan didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but also comforted Tong Zhenhai and said: "Dozens of fusion techniques are endless, don't say that it is the Xiangliu that came out of the mimicry, it is the fierce god of Longzhou who returned to the land again, he can't bear it, what's wrong!"

"Big brother is right. ”

Tong Zhenhai looked at Xiang Liu, who was besieged and incompetent and furious, and nodded.

The battle continued, perhaps because of the bulky body that hindered his agility, and Xiang Liu's anger grew, and the nine heads roared to the sky, and Wu Jiwei could even see poisonous saliva in his torn mouthparts.

This monster is angry.,The Wuji Guards tacitly expanded to the outer circle.,Tactically speaking,The angry enemy is the best enemy.,Because the action is better predicted and the reason is worse.,It's like a fierce beast like Xiang Liu.,The means of attack is to probe the head and bite.,Although the speed is fast.,But as long as you hit the neck of the control direction.,You'll lose your head.,Pull away in order to get a better area.。

But this kind of thing, the angry Xiangliu shouldn't feel it, and what it wants to do now should be to bite them all to death with a crazy probe.

The Wuji guards who cooperate with each other look at each other and smile, this tacit understanding that can complete tactical coordination silently is really comfortable.

It's just that... Why hasn't Sang-ryu chased after him yet?

The Wuji Guards who had pulled away glanced at Xiang Liu from a distance and were shocked.

Perhaps because he was too angry, Xiangliu's nine heads actually had infighting, and they bit each other at the head of the ring.

Blood scales flew sideways, and the acid mist steamed, making the already scarred nine heads even more miserable.

The head, which had already suffered heavy damage, was directly bitten off, and fell heavily to the ground, struggling and roaring, blood splattered everywhere.

And then the second, the third...

"What's going on, crazy?"

Tong Zhenshan didn't know why, but Tong Zhenhai seemed to have suddenly figured it out, and his face turned pale.

"Big brother, we lost..."

"What lost, what are you talking about!?"

"Big brother, look..."

Tong Zhenhai wanted to cry without tears and pointed to the brand-new one-horned snake heads that had regrown at the nine severed heads of Xiangliu, as well as the blood-stained poisonous cloud that rose from the broken places of the nine snake heads that fell to the ground.

"If you cut off a head, you will grow a head, and the blood is so poisonous that even the human king's body can't bear it. This is all information recorded in ancient books, how did I forget it just now!"

Tong Zhenhai blamed himself: "Now that the poisonous clouds cover the sky, Xiangliu is unharmed, we have no chance to approach the gate of the spirit world!"

"I sent the order, how can I blame you!"

Tong Zhenshan frowned and said, "It turns out that the beating is just to get these blood stains, and the nine self-mutilators are disgusted that Wujiwei's attack is not fierce enough? Fuck, it's really underestimated!"

The battle resumed, and this time Sangyu was no longer as furious as he was just now, and the nine heads were leisurely entangled together, obviously the head of the beast, and there was a slight mockery on his face.

'What a bunch of idiots. ’

Tang Luo, who had been watching the battle in the sky, helplessly held his forehead, and said secretly in his heart.

Xiang Liu is a poisonous beast, and Wujiwei also cooperates with the strongest means to lure people out, so it's really a ghost to win now.

Looking up at the poisonous clouds that covered the sky and the sun, Tang Luo shook his head helplessly, moved a few steps, and stopped on the way of the Evil King's Palace's large army.

"Eight treasure robes?"

Duan Longcheng, who was in the lead, looked at the person who came, frowned, and said, "This time, the Evil King Palace only takes the spirit realm and does not want to hurt people, so I advise you not to make mistakes." ”

Duan Longcheng didn't know Tang Luo, from the friction between the Evil King Palace and the Longxi Alliance to the final peace, Tang Luo never appeared, even if he heard Tang Luo's name, he couldn't connect with the person in front of him, and he could only roughly judge that a certain strong man of the Yun family was wearing a divine armor and wanted to block the way.

If it weren't for Tang Luo's excessively young face, Duan Longcheng would not be able to deal with it.

was misidentified again, Tang Luo had to report to his family and said: "Longxi Tang Luo, I have seen the young palace master and the seniors. ”

He arched his hand perfunctorily, and he couldn't see any respect from Tang Luo from his posture, but the two forces that were already hostile were enough to be able to do this kind of superficial work in the field after the peace negotiation.

Do you still expect Tang Luo to respect them from the bottom of his heart like the juniors of Evil King City?