Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 302 The young sixth son is the real sixth son
The negotiating table is like a palace chef's chopping board.

Bloody.

Enough to make people who don't know the truth twitch their index fingers.

But in the eyes of all the demon saints, it was an extremely horrifying scene.

Yaozu used to have seven great saints.

Now there are only three.

No one thought that the human race, whose combat power was obviously weaker than that of the monster race, would be able to achieve such a big victory.

Huang Nu and two human saints with strange supernatural powers dragged down the three most powerful demon saints, and released Ying Wuji, a mad dog, to harvest them recklessly.

"monkey!"

The Golden Winged Roc's voice was a little difficult.

The red-legged horse monkey looked bitter: "The tiger only escaped with a demon pill, the lion was gone, the cow was severely injured and escaped, and he couldn't stand up for the rest of his life. The worm's internal organs were dug out, and it was hanging on the military flag."

At the beginning, he rushed to fight with Huang Nu.

But later, I found that no one could do anything to anyone, so I could only slowly stop and stop stripping the rules. However, a complete truce would lose face, so I could only paddle to maintain my dignity and take time to observe the results of other battlefields.

But the more you observe, the more anxious you become.

Then Huang Nu told him not to worry.

Can't break free.

Can't escape.

Hearing this result, the other two demon saints were silent.

The golden-winged roc gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are those demon kings?"

Chijiri Mahou said in a deep voice: "Ten demon kings died! Thirty-six big demons died."

"Ten..."

The three demon saints were silent. Although it was distressing enough, it was still within the acceptable range. The demon clan had no shortage of masters, and the beheading operation could still be carried out.

This Ying Wuji is not stupid, he knows that if the Confucian Saint Mo Sheng dies, the two cities will fall.

"Everyone!"

Ying Wuji rested his chin: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to retreat?"

Sansheng looked dignified.

The current situation is very embarrassing.

The reason why they dared to send troops to attack the human race was because they crushed the troops, crushed the number of cannon fodder, and crushed the number of masters.

Some time ago, the cannon fodder group was already a little riotous.

Now that Ying Wuji has targetedly slaughtered him again, there must be panic.

Those whose ethnic groups have been hit hard will definitely not continue to participate in the war.

Those who have not been hit hard are also worried that they will be the next one to be hit hard, and it is a foregone conclusion to go back to each family.

Until their group recovers, before they forget this pain, it is basically impossible to return to the battlefield.

So, their current reliance is only the big demon and the demon king.

These high-end combat forces do care about their own race, but they also want to enslave the human race and achieve higher breakthroughs.

Even now, there is still a very high chance of winning.

The only bad thing is that the cannon fodder and the master used to walk on two legs, but now one is broken.

It's hard.

So they are very torn.

But Chijiri Mahou raised his head and looked Ying Wuji up and down: "Just now you...should have burnt a lot of lifespan, right?"

"how?"

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows: "Are you trying to say that I don't have many lifespans to burn? You can drag me to death?"

Chijiri Mahou smiled, noncommittal.

A trace of hostility flashed in Ying Wuji's eyes: "Then let's try! I also want to see whether you will die faster by destroying your own origin, or I will die faster by overdrawing my life essence!"

"Ah……"

Chijiri Mahou sneered, his originally benevolent face was now full of violent emotions.

He has always been a wise man among the demon clan.

Even if the other two great sages often compete with him, they will follow their own suggestions in some general directions.

This action was almost single-handedly facilitated by him, but in the end it was manipulated by Ying Wuji crazily.

This result, he does not accept!
He stood up: "Let's try it! If we don't have the physique of a fairy, we don't have too many years left. We have a reason to win the Central Plains of the Human Race. Of course, I hope you can think about it again. Do you want to become a short-lived ancestral realm, or become the strongest demon saint."

The golden-winged roc and the sea-covering demon dragon also stood up.

These words are correct, their pain point is indeed this lifespan.

Monster Race is not like Human Race.

As long as the human race lives affluently, they can live to be 70 or [-] years old even if they don't practice.

The monster race is not the case. Their lifespan is linked to their cultivation base. Without cultivation base, they are no different from ordinary livestock.

The three of them cultivated to this level, and spent almost half of their time in cultivation. Every time they practiced, they were racing against Shouyuan. They finally reached this level, and they were already at the top of the monster race, but they couldn't find a breakthrough. The path to a higher realm.

in this way.

How can you be willing?
The same goes for other monster kings.

It's a pity that Ying Wuji doesn't get into it. He has clearly cultivated the art of reincarnation, and everyone can support him. Even if the human race can't be independent, it is impossible to become a small clan that can be bullied by others, but he just sticks to the horns.

Is the ancestral land so fragrant?
Since he is so obsessed with obsession, let's see how many years he can spend!

This time the Yaozu lost.

But in the future, there will be no disgusting monsters like Confucian saints and ink saints in the human race for quite a long time.

Ying Wuji was exhausted.

All is well said.

The three demon saints looked at Huang Nu: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you send us out quickly? Are you going to fight us to the death inside Kunpeng's corpse?"

Huang Nu smiled faintly: "Don't you really consider establishing a demon country and feuding in the Central Plains of the human race? This is obviously the option with the greatest hope and the least loss. Why do you have to resolve it through war?"

"Floral in the Central Plains of the Human Race?"

Chijiri Mahou sneered: "That means copying everything from the human race. How is it different from being their slave? The monster race will never be a slave!"

Huang Nu asked back: "Then why do you have to transform? Why do you all have human bodies, and even do everything possible to learn the human race's sloughing technique? Why, are the hats still divided into dark green and light green?"

Chijiri Mahou shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "You were born under the rules, and you don't even know what's going on in the minds of us creatures that are naturally raised!"

Huangnu was silent, because she really didn't understand, her background destined her goal to push the rules in the right direction.

But Ying Wuji sneered: "You were raised by nature, so you lived according to nature. What's the point of cultivating in human form? Becoming a bitch and setting up a memorial archway, when the fortune of the human race is over, I'll give you the high and low Build a monument!"

The expressions of the three demon saints are somewhat wonderful.

Chijiri Mahou snorted coldly, and looked at Huang Nu: "You think you have found a good comrade in arms, but have you ever thought about a question, you are just a pawn of Ying Wuji, when you are for his so-called sage's way, After using his own life to consume enough power of the Yaozu, he chose the road of longevity instead, what should you do?
By then!

The Yaozu's vitality was seriously injured, but they couldn't counterattack if they wanted to.

Although Ying Wuji has not reached the ancestral realm, even if he abandons the kingly way, he may achieve hegemony.

And you!

Nothing at all! "

Huang Nu said with a cold face, "Don't worry about it!"

Chijiri Mahou sneered: "It's my business whether I worry about it or not, and it's your business whether you care or not, but I still want you to think about a question, why is it true that such a person can overdraw his life without any scruples?" Didn't you plan to use up the demon clan, and then turn to longevity?"

After finishing speaking, together with the other two saints, following the vague repulsive force, they released Kunpeng's corpse.

Huang Nu turned around and looked at Ying Wuji who had two dark circles under her eyes.

After thinking for a while, he spit out four words: "I didn't believe him..."

Ying Wuji smiled slightly: "You and I deserve it!"

Huang Nu couldn't help but smile: "You take a good rest, if you can't make a move in the future, you should try not to make a move."

"decide as things go!"

Ying Wuji was noncommittal: "They are not fuel-efficient lamps. When it really comes to that time, how can we let you and me? Send me out!"

"Ok!"

Send Ying Wuji away.

Huang Nu sighed faintly.

Sitting at the negotiating table, looking at the body parts of the former demon saints on the table, his eyes flickered slightly.

She clearly knew that Chijiri Mahou was trying to sow discord.

The trick was too obvious.

But I have to say that this sowing dissension is not without effect.

Ying Wuji's performance this time was quite fierce and decisive, to be precise...

It is the human race that is ruthless and decisive enough.

The two saints of Confucianism and Mohist died generously, and the Daoist also dared to challenge the bull demon saint who was a bit stronger than himself. The strength of the Nangong brothers and sisters is relatively strong, let alone some literati who study the law. shake.

The former Huangnu felt that Ying Wuji could only control the monster clan if he achieved the ancestral realm.

But now it seems that with the current performance of the human dynasty, it seems that even if it does not achieve the ancestral realm, it may not necessarily lose. Even if the number of demon kings and monsters of the demon clan still has the ability to overthrow the entire Central Plains.

If it is true as Chijiri Mahou said, he died, but severely injured the monster clan.

It's not that Ying Wuji has no possibility of abandoning the king's way and becoming a hegemon.

and so……

How should I be?

A trace of confusion flashed in Huang Nu's eyes.

……

hilltop.

The three Xeon Demon Saints stood quietly without saying a word, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

At the foot of the mountain, groups of people have set off to return to the demon realm.

The monster tide that once flourished for a while now seems to be in disarray, which is extremely desolate.

this time.

Many ethnic groups have suffered heavy losses, and if the fight continues, the ethnic groups will be in danger of being annihilated. They left very decisively, without even discussing with a few demon saints, leaving only the demon king and the big demon who are powerful enough.

Some ethnic groups who were worried that they would be hit hard also left, because the cannon fodder of the first echelon had already left, and if they were beaten again, they would become cannon fodder.

The huge demon tide has gone [-]%.

The remaining [-]% were left by the three Xeon Demon Saints.

And promised not to ask them to fight, but to be stationed thirty miles away, as long as the main force of the human army is contained to the border.

And the food.

It was borne by the clan of the three demon saints, which made them reluctantly stay.

This is also a helpless move. Although the masters of the monster race are still several times that of the human dynasty, it is not difficult to implement the beheading plan, but they are afraid of the army in groups.

If it is not contained in the frontier, I am afraid that the beheading operation will also fall into the quagmire.

"call……"

Chijiri Mahou let out a long breath, breaking the awkward atmosphere: "No problem! The beheading plan will definitely succeed!"

The golden-winged roc's face was a bit dignified: "I'm afraid it's not that simple to kill those key people. Ying Wuji is not a good stubble, so he must have protected him!"

"Then change your mind!"

Chijiri Mahou snorted coldly: "You have all seen the previous situation. Excluding the last battle where the saints participated, the reason why the human army was able to hold on for several months was that apart from the city walls and artillery, the most important thing was the so-called morale of the army and the people. !

Where did this thing come from?

It was nothing more than that Ying Wuji had given them all kinds of unrealistic promises.

He even said the bastard words of 'don't give up on any common people'!

Just ask...

If their soldiers go out to fight, but their wives and children die at our hands, those so-called kings stay in the city and remain unmoved.

Do you think their morale will collapse?

We burn their food and destroy their houses!
What do they eat and where do they live?
When they don't trust Ying Wuji, the human dynasty will collapse from within! "

Overturning Sea Demon Jiao asked back: "What if they make a move?"

"Shoot? To shoot is to kill yourself! Whoever makes a shot will kill him!"

The red-legged horse monkey looked fierce: "If Ying Wuji comes out, we will join hands to deal with him. Even if Huang Nu is still obsessed with helping him, they will fight two against three, and Ying Wuji will definitely burn his life. Our experts are several times stronger than them , as long as this continues, the dynasty will collapse sooner or later."

"it is good!"

The other two saints did not hesitate.

There is no turning back now.

Or slide and kneel immediately.

Either fight to the end.

Now there are still many advantages, far from the point of slipping and kneeling.

……

Military aircraft camp.

There was silence.

There is the excitement of having survived the catastrophe, and there is also a strong sense of sadness.

In previous meetings in the big camp, Ying Wuji was the one who sat at the main seat, but now... there are two coffins on the main seat.

The two saints did not die in the battle.

But it has also reached the point of exhaustion.

When they were about to die, Ying Wuji used a secret method to help them continue their lives for a day, gathered the whole army, and listened to the last lecture of the Confucian sage and the Mo sage.

After fulfilling their wishes, the two saints died suddenly and forever.

When he left, he still had a smile on his face.

"Tomorrow will dawn, leave a million defenders, and others will escort the two masters back to the court, and they will be buried with the ceremony of a national scholar!"

Ying Wuji's face was solemn: "There are more than ten thousand great monsters in the monster clan. They have ghosts and ghosts, and they can all be transformed into human forms. They are powerful and powerful, and they are unmatched by ordinary masters. After returning, the army should spread among the people and set up camp strictly according to the plan.

At the same time, the household registration and identity system will be improved, personnel are not allowed to move around at will, and identity cards should be shown for important matters.

Officials with important responsibilities should live in a safe place to make it more difficult for monsters to harm the people and increase the cost of their beheading actions.

They have too many masters, and we can't completely guard against them.

But they don't have much faith, and it's not easy for them to practice, so they are more afraid of death than us!

It may be very depressing for a while in the future, but we must win this consumption! "

"Yes!"

The crowd responded in unison.

Ying Wuji nodded: "Let's leave today, and leave tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the camp dispersed.

Ying Wuji turned his head and glanced at the two saints who seemed to be asleep in the coffin, sighed secretly, and then walked out of the barracks.

Soar up.

Step out.

It disappeared into the night sky.

Xindu.

Loei.

When Ying Wuji walked to the door, he heard sobs coming from inside.

He was a little apprehensive, and gently knocked on the door.

"Squeak..."

The door opened.

A beautiful woman leaned forward.

It doesn't look old.

The skin is smooth and fair, not worse than that of a [-]-year-old girl.

But the lingering tiredness and haggard look in her eyes showed that she was no longer young.

Seeing that it was Ying Wuji, Li Caimei's red eyes suddenly flashed a hint of surprise, but seeing Ying Wuji's embarrassed appearance, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "You burned a lot of life this time, right?" !"

"Not much!"

Ying Wuji smiled and stroked her face, then took her hand into the room.

In the room.

Zhao Ning was rubbing the center of his brows tiredly in front of the desk. There were memorials stacked high on the desk. The next demon clan would do everything possible to harass the Central Plains. Those who held important official positions were likely to be assassinated. Families of frontline soldiers are also at great risk.

The entire Central Plains must seek change.

In addition to what Ying Wuji said in the military aircraft camp just now, there are countless details that need to be considered.

These tasks are not trivial. Mi Xingli went to the front to fight again, and now most of them are on Zhao Ning.

However, according to Zhao Ning's habit, the approved memorials are all on the right, and it seems that the processing is almost done.

"came back?"

Zhao Ning stood up, seeing Ying Wuji's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart.

What are the sequelae of Zhuan Xu's burning blood technique? She is very clear. When the news came back yesterday, the court celebrated with joy. She did not expect Ying Wuji to really cause disaster to the Yaozu when the two sages of Confucianism and Mohism were trying to maintain their facade. An irreversible blow.

But apart from being relieved, she couldn't be happy at all.

Because she knew that the more brilliant the battle results Ying Wuji achieved, the more serious the overdraft of Shouyuan would be.

Feeling Ying Wuji's current blood, it can only be said that it is more serious than she imagined!
How can it not be serious?
Killing the four demon saints even though they are not as strong as the first three, they are not good enemies. Even if the strongest three saints fight against them alone, it is not easy to kill them.

Ying Wuji...but killed four in a row.

This……

Zhao Ning's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say much, because the king's fate has always been like this, he was just doing what Zhao Ji had done.

thought here.

Zhao Ning's mood improved out of thin air, because what Ying Wuji did with his blood seems to be more handsome.

My husband is better than my father.

This is something to be very proud of.

She chuckled lightly, and made a cup of tea for Ying Wuji: "I know what you want to ask, Zheng'er, right?"

Ying Wuji drank the herbal tea in the cup in one gulp, the slight bitterness made him feel refreshed.

It must be because of this that Tangtang sobbed in a low voice just now.

He coughed softly: "When a child grows up, he should indeed experience some life and death hardships, but it's better to say it in advance!"

"It's not Zhao Ning's fault!"

Li Caimei explained: "Actually, we didn't want them to be in danger at the beginning, but he and Ying Jian sneaked out by themselves. Zhao Ning intercepted them halfway, but they still couldn't win them, so we pushed the boat along and took the task Give it to them!"

"Task?"

Ying Wuji frowned, and it was still a task to take the initiative to ask for work for himself.

Shouldn't...

His mouth was a little parched: "They won't go to the Demon Realm, will they?"

Zhao Ning nodded helplessly: "Otherwise? This girl Bai Zhi is greedy for alcohol, and she accidentally slipped her tongue when she came back last time. As a result, as soon as she did her forefoot, these two boys followed her."

Ying Wuji: "Ah, this..."

Bai Zhi's trip to the Demon Realm has already been planned.

At that time, there were seven or eight little demon kings who left the Central Plains. After entering the demon domain, they each returned to their own clans, but their fates were not the same.

Although they are all descendants of the Demon King, there must be more than one descendant of the Demon King. They have left home before they can remember.

True!

Fairy Physique is the dream of all Yaozu.

These little demon kings are indeed a key step in their strategy.

but……

The demon king is the king of the clan.

There is only one ethnic group!
In the past thousand years, how many times have there been life-and-death battles between old and new demon kings?

The possessive desire of the demon clan to the throne is no less than that of the human race. How would the old demon king feel when he faced a junior with the physique of a demon fairy?
Even if it's his own heir, it's impossible for him to be completely unguarded.

As for the other heirs of the old demon king, let alone mention it.

and so.

The life of the little demon kings was not going well.

Fortunately, their cultivation bases are all very high, and they have already reached the level of the peak of the big demon. They are only one step away from the demon king, and there is no fatal threat.

Angelica...

Instead, she lurks back and secretly expands her influence. Finally, four years ago, as the daughter of the Fox King, she overthrew the Fox Empress, successfully restored her, and even merged several other fox demon groups.

Then, through the intersection between the ethnic groups, he helped several little demon kings to consolidate their respective positions in the clan, and also helped them get through some big and small crises.

In this monster tide, the entire fox clan was in a state of being unable to work under her sway.

After paddling for several months, he was the first to retreat.

It can be said that it is a great contribution.

But Bai Zhi is a girl who loves home and will come back every once in a while.

Unexpectedly, he slipped the tongue and led the two young men over.

"them……"

Ying Wuji was a little worried: "Aren't they looking for death when they enter the demon realm?"

Zhao Ning waved his hand: "Did you forget that you have a womb and change shape?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

It seems so.

Only fetal transformation can be broken. The only exception is Ji Dong's weird magic circle, but the Yaozu is designated not to have it.

Although these two young men did not understand supernatural powers because they were too young, they have learned a lot of earth-level and heavenly-level spells. After all, he is a master who teaches in person in his dream, and he is irrigated with countless resources. They have already learned the magic skill of both making troubles.

Ying Wuji also tried to infiltrate the demon realm by using fetal transformation to make troubles, but because he carried too much clan luck, it often affected the nearby clans, and almost attracted the demon saints to encircle and suppress him several times, so he had to give up.

But these two young men...

The holy womb, the body of the emperor Zhuanxu, the peak of the soldier realm, and not much luck from the clan.

Just right!
He had a toothache: "So what task did you assign them?"

"No arrangement!"

Zhao Ning shook his head and said with a smile, "They said they had their own ideas."

Ying Wuji was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Although they are young and energetic, they are not mediocre, so let them play by themselves! I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep first!"

Say it.

Then he lay down on the bed loudly.

After a while the snoring started.

Li Caimei complained: "As a father, do you really not worry about your son at all?"

"Can you not worry?"

Zhao Ning shook his head and smiled: "I'm in a hurry to dream, if I can't enter the dreamland later, see if he is in a hurry!"

Caimei Li: "..."

……

Demon domain.

Qingqiu.

In a certain cave.

"yawn……"

A tall and straight young man stretched his waist, so sleepy that he squeezed out a few drops of tears.

But he had no intention of going to sleep.

Instead, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Zheng!"

Another unsmiling young man asked: "You said that you are so sleepy now, is your master calling you?"

The figures of the two are quite similar, and their bodies are full of energy and blood.

But the temperament is quite the opposite.

A wanton.

A calm and cold.

Zhao Zheng snapped: "Nonsense! But now I can't call him Master, I'm 100% sure he is my father!"

"I have been practicing with my second uncle since I was ten years old, but I have never heard that he can lead people to practice in dreams."

Ying Jian's face was calm: "You have a father and a mother. What is my second uncle Pengci doing? Although there are some rumors, they are just hearsay after all. Do you believe such outrageous things?"

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows: "This is why you don't understand. I have already inquired secretly. In Litu, a large number of geniuses became famous for a while, and there was a great migration between Wei and Han. Many people did it through dreams. Arrived at exactly the same time as my father was in Li country.

Moreover, my royal father has never had any other heirs, and it is very likely that they are really women.In other words, I only have a small success in the transformation of the fetus, otherwise it would have been confirmed long ago!

Think about it again, why do you know almost exactly the same things as I do?
I'm just looking for my dad.

Your second uncle is still your second uncle.

What are you doing so petty? "

Ying Jian was silent, feeling a little unhappy for some reason, but he didn't say much: "Okay! By the way, do we really want to do that?"

"Of course!"

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you dare?"

Ying Jian snorted coldly: "There is nothing in this world that I dare not do. I am afraid that you will kill too few and hold me back!"

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Zhao Zheng cut out: "You and I compete, my winning rate is at least [-]%, and I hold you back? How many dishes, drink like this?"

At this moment.

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open.

Both of them stood up together.

"Second Mother!"

"Second Aunt!"

"Hey!"

Bai Zhi closed the door with a smile, and threw the furs on her hands to the two of them: "Here! The animal skins, after wearing them, can imitate the breath of all animals. Big demon. There is no problem facing the demon king, but you have to be careful to avoid the demon saint and stay steady!"

"Thank you, Second Aunt!"

"Thank you Erniang, Erniang is so kind, except my mother, no one loves me so much!"

"Goose goose goose goose...the little thing is so polite!"

Bai Zhi was overjoyed, and had to say that this kid Zhao Zheng was really up to the mark, and after knowing his true identity, he immediately ranked the girls in order.

I ranked second, a little behind Li Caimei.

of course.

She knew that this kid would only be called "Second Niang" when he met a few other girls in the future, just like his father.

But it doesn't matter.

Just listen and be happy.

She asked, "What are you two planning?"

"kill!"

Ying Jian said succinctly: "Those little demon kings are too useless, let's go over and kill everything that hinders them!"

Bai Zhi: "..."

Is it so simple and rude?

Zhao Zheng said with a smile: "Er Niang! Although our method is simple, the simple one is the most effective. Just now we received the battle report. Several demon kings of these ethnic groups have been beheaded by my father. , and all stayed behind to prepare for disaster in the Central Plains.

Without the demon king, our strength is the most ruthless, and we can support these little demon kings in the shortest time.

When they reacted, the house was stolen by us. "

Bai Zhi helped her forehead: "Then what if they come back?"

Zhao Zheng proudly said: "We have so many young masters, can't we kill a demon king? They are thinking about the Central Plains, and they can't come back too much. They really want to give up everything and come back to fuck us. There is that phoenix girl in the sky. Let's run away." Not easy?
When they return to the Central Plains, we will come back.

When they come back, we run away.

Let's see who can't hold it first!

Of course, the speed must be fast!
In half a year's time, I want the Demon Realm to produce the top eight young demon kings in history! "

Bai Zhi: "..."

If you want to be the sixth child, you still have to be young!
This kid Zhao Zheng... really has the demeanor of a young master.

Young Master, although his methods are getting more and more fierce, it seems that he is not as flirty when he was young, and he can't be more flirtatious when he is older?
years...

(End of this chapter)