All demon cultivators stood up to pay homage to the Patriarch

Situ Ying hesitated for a moment and looked at Lin Mo.

And at this moment, Lin Mo's operation has also reached the most critical stage, and the scalpel formed by spiritual power has taken out the Gu poison.

The poison that had been precipitated in Chu Ruoyun's body for many years was also forced out by the silver needles, and the silver needles that were visible to the naked eye were stabbed at the ends of the various acupuncture points on Chu Ruoyun's body, and black venom was dripping down at this moment.

The only thing that needed to be done now was to repair Chu Ruoyun's broken skull.

He needed to draw out all the fragments of Chu Ruoyun's head with spiritual power, and then put them back together, and he couldn't use too much force, otherwise Chu Ruoyun's mortal body would probably not be able to bear it.

"If you want his granddaughter to live, let him continue to hold back!"

At the same time, Bai Xianglong endured the heavy blow just now, and walked towards Lin Mo tremblingly.

He has something to verify.

Sun Qitian stood up, the golden stick in his hand appeared, if Bai Xianglong did anything inappropriate, he would definitely shoot directly.

But Bai Xianglong did not continue to prospect, he stood about twenty meters away from Lin Mo, waiting for Lin Mo's operation to be completed.

The whole mound was silent at the moment.

Although Chu Zhantian was impatient, he remained calm after all and took on everything alone.

Lin Mo's skull was finally stitched together as the last bone was pieced together with silver blood, and Chu Ruoyun's skull was finally stitched up...... The operation ended outside the mound of the god of war.

It's just a pity that Chu Ruoyun's hair is beautiful, this woman has been tortured for so many years, only one long hair has been combed neatly, it seems that she still has someone she wants to see and a desire to live.

Then, Lin Mo stood up and waved his hand, asking Situ Ying to unlock the ban on Chu Zhantian.

This hob meat rarely did not shout anymore, but gently hugged Chu Ruoyun, and the old tears were all over the place.

"Kid...... How the hell have you spent all these years?"

At the same time, Lin Mo wiped his hands, slowly turned his head, and looked at Bai Xianglong not far away. Frowning slightly.

"Your previous formation was broken, and your ribs were broken at least three times, even if you are a battle cultivator, your body is strong, but it is more difficult to recover by other monks!"

"Why don't you go back and lead the generals and stand there and watch what I do?"

But at this moment, something unexpected happened to Lin Modu.

He saw Bai Xianglong's big man's eyes rolling down two lines of tears.

Then he heard a muffled, mortged-in voice.

"Under the command of the god of war, the white-robed army, the commander of the legion, the third disciple of the god of war, Chu Yanyang, Bai Xianglong, meet the ancestor !!"

At this moment, Lin Mo was stunned.

However, Wang Chan and Chu Zhantian did not have any surprised expressions.

Chu Zhantian even opened his mouth with an urn sound.

"The eight legion commanders of Yanyang back then were all his disciples...... So that one day, when he can sweep the whole of Kyushu, when he goes to your grave to worship, it can be said that this world is fought by him, but it belongs to you!"

"The art of war that you have passed down to him is invincible! Sometimes I even feel that he is not my son, he is your son, and I should ask for two more copies of the art of war like Sun Tzu's Art of War. "

At this time, Wang Chan silently said

"You raised him until he was sixteen years old, and the master respected us and preached and taught us for almost a hundred years! In the heart of the eighteenth senior brother, this status ...... It's really different. "

Chu Zhantian's face was a little ugly.

At the same time, as Lin Mo walked forward.

The white-robed soldiers around him looked at Lin Mo in a daze, and then seemed to realize something.

"The white-robed army, the partial general, the second-generation disciple of the military god, the master of Bai Xianglong, Sun Chuyin, meet the ancestor master!"

"The white-robed army, the general, the third-generation disciple of the military god, the master of the master Long Zitian, Gu Yilu, meet the ancestor master!"

......

"The white-robed army, the commander of a thousand soldiers, the eighth generation disciple of the god of war, the teacher Yang Siwei, Li Yuesheng, meet the ancestor master!"

......

Countless voices began to come from all directions.

Lin Mo's faith value had not increased for a while, and it began to soar at this moment.

In the end, the entire white-robed army knelt down.

The system, which Lin Mo hadn't heard for a long time, seemed to have some excitement at this moment.

"Di Di Di! Congratulations to the master, you have gained a total of three million faith points! The existing faith points are three and a half million! You can raise the realm to the eighth level of the Peak Realm! To break through to the saint realm, you still need faith points, 20 million!"

Lin Mo temporarily blocked off this system that was of the same nature as Zhou Ziyu, and turned his head to look at Wang Chan on the side.

"Aren't they an army? How did they become a division?"

Wang Chan's voice was a little low.

"After all, they are the old department of the god of war, just like this, all of them are disarmed and returned to the field, the Li family's court is naturally not allowed, in order to survive, according to the law of Tianyun, they can only form a sect, which is already a military system, and the generals of each layer are the inheritance of each generation. "

"Master, they should indeed call you Master Zu, as for why they know you...... Behind the mound is a statue of your brother, but inside the mound is a portrait of you...... Master!"

"Before your portrait, the incense burner has never been broken......"

"This is a great gift for you, senior brother! He said before that Master preached and received the grace of karma to solve doubts!

Lin Mo lowered his head and muttered in a low voice......

"Criticism!"

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, when he was in the back mountain, when the young man named Chu Yanyang could finally master the "Art of War", there was a young man's rebelliousness between his eyebrows.

On that day, he was so drunk that he knelt before him.

"Master, one day I will become the god of war who is famous in Kyushu, I want to sweep Kyushu, and then take my subordinates to see you, behind it is the world we have laid, I will send you all the world, my subordinates when the time comes!"

Lin Mo slapped him at that time.

"Send me the world, then what about the emperor that your father is loyal to?

......

Later, many years passed, Chu Yanyang still remembered the agreement of the year, but he couldn't be there all the time.

Lin Mo took a deep breath.

"Back then, it was determined that it was the Son of Heaven of the Tianyun Empire, who sent Yanyang to the secret realm!"

Wang Chan was stunned for a moment, but he still spoke very seriously.

"Apart from him, who else in the world can move the senior brother at that time. "

Lin Mo raised his head and walked in front of Bai Xianglong, who looked excited. A deep voice.

"Do you dare to rebel?