Chapter 1307

Chi You's palm is empty, and a terrible energy is brewing in it.

Whoops!

The soul sword hovers in the palm of the hand and rotates constantly.

"Kill!"

All of a sudden, Chi you burst and roared, and the soul sword flew out in a swish. It turned into two, two and four. Finally, it turned into thousands of soul swords and chased the old part of the Yellow Emperor.

Moye and the remnant of the Yellow Emperor have fled so far that they can hardly see the demons. They thought they were safe enough.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air came unexpectedly, and sounded behind, like a deadly note, getting closer and closer.

Moye and other people were shocked. They turned around and saw that the war spirit sword was shining brightly and had already caught up with them.

"Hide!"

Moye yells.

He is a master of kendo. He knows more about the horror of this attack.

The old Ministry of the Yellow Emperor faced the enemy one after another, offering up magic weapons and trying to stop them.

Poof!

The war spirit sword is like mud, and its magic weapon is fragmented. It is not the enemy of the war spirit sword at all. Those old Yellow Emperors stare at the wound in their chest.

The wound was not big, like a thin thread, but the blood flowed out of the small wound.

Bang Bang Bang

The sound of falling to the ground was heard all the time. Except for moye, everyone else fell to the ground and died.

It is equivalent to the death and injury of the old part of the Yellow Emperor, which can be said to be extremely heavy.

Moye had no time to be shocked. At the critical moment, he sacrificed the sword of the general. With a clang, he could block the attack.

He was like a meteorite flying out of the sky. He only had a long look at the men who fell to the ground. Then he did not dare to stay. The blood on the corners of his mouth could not be erased, so he flew away.

Moye was shocked. He understood that Chiyou's accomplishments were far beyond him.

Chi you is angry and bleeding.

He can't stop it at all. If he doesn't run fast, the other people's fate will be his example.

He had to run for his life to save his life.

"Now only when the master is resurrected can we fight against Chiyou. I must resurrect the master as soon as possible." Moye secretly made up his mind.

Chiyou looked at the only figure who escaped. Instead of pursuing, he said scornfully, "the next time I see you, it's your time of death, moye!"

"Ancestors!" Looking at the wise and powerful Chiyou, the demons surrounded them.

Chiyou looked at them indifferently and said, "from now on, I will restore the glory of the Jiuli people."

"And the demons?"

"The demon clan no longer exists. You will be a member of Jiuli clan later." Chiyou looked at them cautiously and said firmly.

Jiuli nationality is not only the race after the sorcerer absorbed other tribes, but also the predecessor of the sorcerer.

Chiyou returns to nature, intending to let the glory of Jiuli reappear. These demons are his chips.

"I want to transform you into a real Jiuli people."

Chiyou roared, and ran ran, like a God, was floating in the air, overlooking the people below.

He opened his hands, as if embracing the air, ten fingertips lit up bright light.

"Jiuli people, reappear the world!"

Chiyou roared, the light of his fingertips skyrocketed. Finally, he flew out of his fingertips, like a pouring rain, falling to all the people.

These lights quietly disappeared into the public's impression hall, these people were shocked, and their spirit gradually changed dramatically.

In the end, a ray of light rushed out of their printing hall and turned into a simple symbol.

People raised their heads and their eyes changed.

"Master!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

There is no so-called ancestor. From now on, Chiyou will be their master. It is Chiyou who awakens their Jiuli blood and makes everyone return to their hearts.

This method can't be made in the same way in the Wu clan, because the blood of the Wu clan can't be controlled by him. Only the blood of the later developed Jiuli clan can be controlled by him.

At that time, Chiyou wanted to strengthen the Jiuli nationality, so he used his magic power to add a kind of magic to their blood.

This kind of magic can be passed down in the blood, and it will never lose its effect.

When he needs to, as long as he wakes up this blood line, then all the Jiuli people will revenge and obey him. No one will question his order.

This requires him to reach a certain level of cultivation before he can use this magic power. Previously, his cultivation was not enough, so he only relied on the identity of ancestors to lead these people.

Today, he is not satisfied with the so-called ancestor identity. He needs more authority. That is Jiuli's blood.

These people are no longer demons. After activating the blood of Jiuli, they become the real Jiuli.They will only obey the orders of Chiyou. No matter what the situation is, they will carry out his orders without hesitation, without any discount.

Chiyou looked at his high spirited subordinates with satisfaction and said, "Tang Zheng, do you oppose me, break my plan and don't kill you? Do other people think that I am a soft persimmon?"

"Go back to the base camp."

Chiyou leads his men back to the base camp. From a distance, he sees that the base camp is in a mess. His people are dead and injured.

Chiyou is furious. After his subordinates have made a detailed report, he understands that this is the ghost of Tang Zheng.

Chiyou's eyes were almost full of fire, and others were filled with indignation and eager to try. They were eager to break Tang Zheng up immediately.

"Everyone listen to the order, in situ healing and recuperation, ten days later, we set foot in the capital, kill Tang Zheng."

Chiyou became unbridled.

When they heard the words, they cheered and thundered.

The capital.

Tang Zheng has been back for two days. The day before yesterday, he had buried all the people ceremoniously. Then, all the people began to cultivate.

The villa has been further expanded. All the sorcerers live here. They are heavily guarded and don't put a fly in it.

Although the battle lost a lot and gained a lot, everyone was baptized by the war and had a deeper understanding of his cultivation.

Especially the sorcerers, they activate the atmosphere of barbarism, make them practice with half the effort and increase their accomplishments.

Jiutian Xuannv and tianchanzi have experienced a close battle. They have a more intuitive and profound understanding of the strength of all the powerful people in today's world. Therefore, they have a strong sense of urgency and pressure. They silently decide to improve their accomplishments.

Tang Zheng is not in a hurry to cultivate, but is thinking about another thing.

Chiyou escaped. With his knowledge of Chiyou, Chiyou will not give up. Can they resist Chiyou's invasion?

I don't know!

Tang Zheng has no answer.

But in fact, there was a vague answer in his heart - it was just enough.

The holy monarch has been the second level cultivation of Mahayana. Chiyou can only be higher, not lower. Otherwise, he can't suppress the demon army.

He didn't know the monarch was dead.

He could not estimate the accomplishments of Chiyou after his recovery, but if Chiyou committed an offence, they would not be able to stop him.

What can I do?

With so many people around him, he must do everything to protect them, which is his responsibility.

He pondered for a day, and finally, his attention fell on the mind demon.

"Mind devil, can't the cage under chiyoubu break it?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

Instead of answering directly, he asked thoughtfully, "what's your plan?"

"I'll let you out." Tang Zheng said directly.

The heart demon is overjoyed: "really?"

"A word from a gentleman cannot be recalled."

The joy of the heart demon hasn't lasted for a long time, and the heart suddenly darkened. He said in dismay, "but the cage is too strong. I tried several times, but I didn't succeed. What can you do to break it?"

"Chiyou said that the cage can only be opened by himself. What's the mystery?" Asked Tang Zheng curiously.

The mind demon was silent for a while, and said: "this old man likes to make mysteries the most. It's real and empty. It's incomprehensible. But this time it's obviously true, because I've tried so many times, I can't think of any other way. "

This is the helplessness of the mind demon. His accomplishments are no weaker than those of Chiyou, but he is imprisoned in a cage. He has a whole body of skills, but he is like being tied up and has no place to perform.

"Do you want to be imprisoned here all your life?"

"Of course not!" The mind devil said without hesitation, "but what's the way? The cage is so strong that I can't break it. "

"If I let you out, how will you repay me?" Tang Zheng suddenly asked in astonishment.

"You let me out?" The demon was shocked. "How could it be? I can't break through the cage. How can you do this? "

Hearing his undisguised distrust, Tang Zheng was not angry, but pleased.

The more the mind devil doesn't believe it, the more chips he can use his mind.

"You don't care what I do, I just ask you how to repay me." Tang Zheng asked persistently.

The demon laughs, doesn't believe Tang Zheng's words at all, casually says: "if you really let me out, no matter what request, I promise you."

Suddenly, the conversation turned.

"However, you can't expect me to submit to you as wholeheartedly as the witch clan. Tens of thousands of years ago, I didn't return to Chiyou or the Yellow Emperor. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I can't return to you

Mind devil is still very cautious, no hurry to sell himself.Tang Zheng didn't expect the demons to turn to him. After all, he had a confrontation with Chiyou and the Yellow Emperor, and he would rather be suppressed than yield to anyone. How could he be willing to yield to him?

Tang Zheng did not think highly of himself to such an extent and said slowly, "who do you think I am? What's your status? How can I make you submit to me? I don't have such a big appetite. "

The heart demon said triumphantly: "you know this, what do you want?"

Tang Zheng waited for him to say this, and said the already made abdominal draft, but when he heard it, his mind immediately laughed wildly.