Duke Zhen couldn't believe his ears, the murderer who killed Emperor Longqing turned out to be the person he respected the most, the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon!
But after three breaths, his complexion changed several times, and he sat down on the stone bench again in a slumped manner.

"Why, don't you want to avenge Zhao Ying?"

He Pingan smiled, looked at Lord Zhen Guo and asked meaningfully.

"The junior believes that there must be a reason for the senior to kill the Holy One."

"The younger generation would like to hear the details."

Duke Zhen frowned, wanting to get a reason from He Pingan's mouth.

"What if the poor don't tell me?"

He Pingan asked with a half-smile.

"you"

The corner of Zhen Guogong's mouth twitched, and finally he could only smile helplessly: "The younger generation can't beat you, so what else can I do."

Even though he has now broken through to the realm of martial saints, and by chance, he has merged with purple gold thunder and lightning, greatly increasing his strength, but He Pingan's breath in front of him is still as elusive as the deep sea.

And he could vaguely feel that the gap in strength between himself and He Pingan before was even bigger than the gap between He Pingan and the demon emperor's avatar.

This shows what?
It shows that although his own strength has improved, He Ping'an's strength has improved faster, and the gap between the two has become wider and wider.

"Hahaha"

He Pingan let out a burst of laughter, and then said with a smile: "You are too honest, it's really boring to joke with you."

"Even if I tell you Pindao's explanation, you may not necessarily believe it."

"Let him tell you!"

While speaking, he waved his sleeve robe, and a phantom flew out from the sleeve, and then transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown and a royal robe, standing in front of Duke Zhen.

"Holy!"

Zhen Guogong was stunned for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy on his face: "God has mercy, you haven't fallen yet!"

But after only one breath, his complexion changed drastically, he hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Are you the body of a ghost?"

His spiritual consciousness was on Emperor Longqing's body, and he didn't feel a trace of a stranger's breath, but instead sensed a trace of a cold breath emanating from him.

When Emperor Longqing saw Lord Zhen Guo, his face showed a hint of excitement, but he restrained the excitement in his heart, and said lightly: "Yes, I'm already dead."

"The soul was lucky to be rescued by the senior Martial Sage Riding a Dragon. After training, he has successfully transformed into the body of a ghost, and he has changed into a ghost way."

Emperor Longqing came slowly, and told Lord Zhen Guo all about how he was ambushed by the blood demon Taoist and the witch god, how he was rescued by He Pingan, and finally fell in desperation.

After hearing the whole story he told, Duke Zhen couldn't help but look up to the sky and lament. Facing such a hopeless situation, he asked himself that even in the current state, he couldn't achieve peace at all.

If there is no Martial Saint Riding a Dragon, the greatest possibility is that the entire army will be wiped out, and his own life will be at the cost of it.

"So, the blood demon master and the witch god have also been beheaded by the senior martial saint who rides a dragon?"

Zhen Guo asked openly.

"Yes, they have all been beheaded by Pindao, and their bodies and spirits have been destroyed."

He Pingan nodded.

"The junior wants to avenge the Holy Majesty, but he can't find any enemies."

Duke Zhen's eyes could not help showing a blank look, not knowing what to do next.

"If you want revenge, Pindao can show you a clear path."

He Pingan said with a smile.

"What do you mean by senior?"

Lord Zhen was puzzled.

"All around Daxuan, although the Blood Demon Daoist and the Witch God are dead, the threat from Demon Yu and Bei Mang still exists."

A stern light flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, and he continued: "The southern border around Daxuan is now owned by the mad king Zhang San. I believe that with his ability, the southern border of Daxuan should be safe."

"He is only half a step away, can he really hold the southern border?"

Duke Zhen couldn't believe it.

Although Zhang San is strong, he is still a little stronger than before he broke through. If a demon god goes to the southern border, can he resist it?
"Most of the southern border was brought down by him. Do you think that he only has strength on paper?"

He Pingan asked back with a smile.

Duke Zhen was stunned, he had forgotten that besides Zhang San, the Black Tiger Army also had a mysterious yin soldier whose strength was unfathomable. There were two ghosts and immortals alone.

Moreover, on Zhang San's head, there seemed to be this junior brother of the Dragon Riding Martial Saint, Luo Xianzun.

And he still doesn't know that there is another Zhao Yun who has turned from martial arts to corpse, and now he is also in southern Xinjiang. This person's strength is in the realm of the legendary corpse god.

The strength of Nanjiang is not weak at all, even compared to Daxuan, it is not much worse.

Seeing that he understood, He Pingan continued to talk about the eastern part of Daxuan: "Donghai Dragon's nerves were severely injured in the last battle. In a short period of time, he must not dare to set foot in Daxuan."

"And his two dragon sons have already fallen, and the eastern sea area of ​​Daxuan can be said to be calm." Duke Zhen nodded. He only knew that the Dragon God of the East China Sea and the third prince had been defeated by the Martial Sage Riding a Dragon. But he didn't know when another Dragon God Prince was in his hands.

But this is not the scope of his concern, He Pingan said yes, it must be.

"Instead, it is the west and north of Daxuan!"

He Ping'an waved his big hand, using magic power to form a phantom map of Daxuan.

In the west and north of Daxuan, He Ping'an turned them into blood red and frost colors respectively.

"In the Western Demon Realm, the demons are tyrannical. They often cross the border and enter the territory of Daxuan, burning, killing and looting."

Without waiting for He Pingan to speak, Lord Zhen Guo first introduced.

But he immediately asked in confusion: "Daoist Blood Demon, hasn't he already fallen?"

"The demons shouldn't be able to overcome any storms, right?"

He Pingan shook his head, and said slowly: "Pindao also thought so before."

"But that's not the case."

With his right hand, he clicked on the junction of Daxuan and Moyu on the map, and the front line was immediately displayed on it.

In the picture, the Zhenxi Army suffered heavy losses in the Daxuan West Territory. Although the clone of the Blood Demon Lord has fallen, even the remaining demons are not something the Zhenxi Army can contend with.

However, with the fall of the blood demon Taoist master, the demon army has no leader, and each fights separately, leaving time for the people of Daxuan to retreat.

The Zhenxi army took the seriously injured and unconscious Zhenxigong, and retreated while fighting, and evacuated the people to the rear. Fortunately, they did not cause too many casualties.

But then, things started to change.

Without the restraint of the blood demon Taoist master, countless ordinary demons crossed the border between Daxuan and the Demon Realm, and rushed towards the territory of Daxuan from all directions.

For a time, almost two-thirds of the Daxuan West Territory fell into the hands of the demons.

Fortunately, most ordinary demons have low spiritual intelligence and only know how to kill. Under the evacuation of the government, the casualties of ordinary people are not large.

But if it continues like this, I'm afraid that the army remaining in the territory of Daxuan will also be completely wiped out.

"hateful!"

Lord Zhen Guo clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes were blazing, and he couldn't help rushing to the front line right now to show some fists.

"Sometimes, solving one problem can lead to a whole series of problems."

He Pingan said slowly, at first he also thought that if the Blood Demon Dao Master was solved, the Demon Realm would fall apart.

Who knows, it turns out that things may not necessarily go as they imagined.

"So, your task is to kill all the demons who invaded Daxuan and protect the people in the western region of Daxuan!"

"If necessary, take down the Demon Realm!"

He Pingan paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you willing?"

After hearing He Ping'an's words, Lord Zhen Guo nodded again and again to express his agreement, and then continued: "Senior, why don't you also hand over the northern border to the younger generation?"

The blood demon Taoist and the witch god killed Emperor Longqing, and the army under his command invaded Daxuan again. As the Lord of the Town, he should avenge Emperor Longqing and drive these shameless invaders back to their kennels. go.

Of course, he also has his own little thoughts. He has just been promoted to Martial Saint, and there are no masters who are beyond the realm. It is time to show his strength.

At that time, his prestige will naturally spread throughout Daxuan.

"North?"

He Pingan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so you should concentrate on dealing with Moyu first."

Then he said mysteriously: "Poverty Dao has his own arrangements in the northern border!"

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