New White Snake Asking Immortals

When many officials in the Ministry of War learned that the demon army was heading north, some were happy and some were silent.

The two top officials in the capital are complicated and tangled. The Yan Kingdom intelligence system knows a lot about the snake demon territory. The first one is that Jiangcheng is very prosperous, the quality of the goods is very good, and the army is too strong. In fact, it would be strange to have a strong army Whether it is prostitute or skillful, the Yan Kingdom's court doesn't care.

Monster beasts are deviant, and no matter how many things they make, they are outrageous.

There is only one thing that the senior officials of the Central Plains have the greatest dislike for the snake demon territory, and it is an irreconcilable contradiction, that is... No matter the person or the demon in the snake demon territory, everyone can read and write!

This move is tantamount to cutting off the roots of countless beneficiaries!

In addition, the mechanical crossbow that can be used with a little effort was also resisted. The most terrifying thing was the hand crossbow, as long as a child who could lift the crossbow could kill an adult.

This represented the beginning of the collapse of the order they knew and depended on.

The Central Plains dignitaries have obtained some processing methods in the snake demon territory through various means. After trying, they found that they can only be produced in small quantities and the quality is not good. Only the drawings are not the key, the key is to ignore the basic materials.

If you want to manufacture and install the army on a large scale, you need artisans to read, read and write, and no one in the Central Plains dares to do so unless you want to die.

The old man surnamed Dong frowned and his mind was heavy.

Although the two are not afraid of death, the old-fashioned ideology is deeply rooted and cannot accept monster behavior at all.

"It's better... take this opportunity to let the monster and the zombie lose both, and we will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"No!"

Zhe Shangshu categorically rejected what seemed to be the most beautiful suggestion.

Many people in the DPRK, including the emperor, have this idea, and even celebrities speak generously every day to drive away wolves.

Anyway, there are no people on both sides, the worse the fight, the better. Yan Guo will be waiting to take advantage of it. I am afraid that the demon army will also suffer heavy casualties and dare not speak out. Maybe there will be a chance to make Yan Guo worry two or three. The hundred-year-old demon army is wiped out, and this is what it means to drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf.

Unexpectedly, Zhe Shangshu categorically opposed it.

"Why? The hearts of those who are not of our race must be different. Who knows if the Flood Dragon will return to the Southern Wilderness after killing the zombies."

Zhe Shangshu sighed, his face helpless.

"Brother Dong, I see that when the empire was first established, the soldiers were able to fight well and leveled the universe. Demons, ghosts and monsters did not dare to wreak havoc. Now, the army in ten places is like sheep with no blood. Why?

"Zhe Mou has personally seen those carrion monsters, and they were intercepted by Chunyang and the Western Sect. The besiegers of the capital are full of murmuring carrion corpses. No soldiers are needed. Even a male can smash them with a wooden stick. You won't be infected with corpse poison, but you see that the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the previous battle were destroyed at one touch, why?"

"Because when we encounter problems, the first thing that comes to our mind is intrigue and frame-up, and we never want to win by bravery. It's a big mistake, alas..."

Zhe Shangshu's eyes were bloodshot and haggard and sighed, not even drinking tea.

Maybe he understands what the problem is, or maybe he doesn't understand the root cause at all...

The turbid and bloodshot eyes looked out the window.

The sky in the capital city is gray, the red sun hangs in the sky, and there is less heat in the sky, no cicadas can be heard, the gray fog is like a heavy burden on the shoulders, the ancient city of more than two million people is dull and depressing, and the direction of the distant city wall can be faintly heard. There was a roar.

The line of sight reveals that the window is moving from the majestic military office to the city gate along the street.

Passing through the lined shops and towering pavilions, crossing the tense and depressing crowd, the closer you get to the city wall, the more you can hear the roars and roars, and the closer you get, you can even hear the sound of the bowstrings collapsing, and you can see the smoke billowing from the tall city wall. , the flaming arrows drew an arc and flew out of the city.

His gaze passed over the shoulders and the top of the head of the running young laborer, and through the slinger that threw the burning stones out of the city.

Immediately after flying up the city wall, the sight screen saw a black-gray corpse wriggling outside the city. The huge fireball dragged the billowing smoke and flew over the city wall and fell into the group of corpses, rolling and crushing a burning open space.

Looking over the battlements, a large number of carrion corpses are stacked like Arhats on the outside of the wall, burning, slashing, and the screen is lowered and passing over the carrion, only countless scarlet eyes can be seen...

There was a horse galloping in the sky above the treetops.

That's right, horses are flying, not cows being blown into the sky.

The size of the black horse is much larger than that of ordinary horses, with oily hair and solid muscles, four legs with fine scales like a unicorn, hunting mane, black-gray armor and even armor on the horse's head.

This well-done dark horse has no interest in changing shape, and pretends to be the mount of the Demon Emperor all day long.

A certain Bai thought that since he came to the Central Plains, he had to pull the wind, so that people would be envious and jealous. There is no doubt that this dark horse with independent characteristics is indispensable, and it can also be used to travel to save the hard flight.

Bai Yujun, dressed in a white light outfit, wearing white cloth boots and holding a rein, sat on the saddle of a horse and looked at the carrion.

"Drive~!"

The dark horse swept through the wilderness, with sufficient stamina and not afraid of being tired.

After scanning the periphery of the capital city of Yan Kingdom, I turned and walked in the other direction. At present, it seems that the capital city can hold on for a while. Anyway, so many houses in the city are torn down into lumber and moved to the city wall and lit and thrown down, at least when it catches fire. The carrion did not dare to approach, and there were no other houses in the huge capital.

The capital city is full of ordinary carrion corpses, and some of them can be slightly more powerful.

Bai Yujun is going to see the situation along the Great Wall. It is said that the powerful zombies and the monks in the Central Plains are fighting each other to see how the dangerous battle is currently...

Run north for seven days and arrive at a military fortress near the Great Wall.

The fortress at this time is completely different from the past~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There are constantly flying swordsmen who fall into the city or fly away. The most are monks wearing pure Yang robes and Western disciples, and some are scattered Small sects and loose cultivators, when the world is in crisis, there are always righteous people who jump out and fight **** battles. If these people who have the courage to face them all die, then it is really hopeless.

Looking at the fortress, I found that the defense was very strict.

In the distance, Yujian flew to two senior disciples of the Jindan stage of Chunyang Palace to check.

Bai Yujun took out the Elder Taishang's waist badge and hung it up. He originally planned to change the waist badge of a real person, but unfortunately he never had time.

The two Chunyang disciples were startled by a certain demon riding a horse, with long horns on their heads and pointed ears. If it wasn't for the aura of the jade talisman on the waist, they would have issued a warning immediately.

"You are... meet the elders."

The two belonged to Yuxu and respected the legendary Bai Jiao.

"I am Qingxu Bai Yujun, is there anyone in the Qingxu lineage here?"

"Reporting to the elders, Qingxu Peak Master Yang Mu and Yu Shizu are in the city, and Yu Shizu is coordinating the world's practitioners to defend against zombies, and they just returned to the city after the confrontation."

"Take me into the city."

Two senior disciples of Jindan stage led a certain Bai towards the fortress on horseback.

In this kind of place, you can't fly randomly or enter the city directly from the sky. Outsiders must lower their signs to show no hostility. If people are mixed up, they need order.

When flying towards the fortress, many non-Chunyang Palace cultivators were stunned, not because they were beautiful, but because they didn't expect a big demon to come here.

The dark horse raised its head and made a proud gesture, always proud of being the mount of the demon emperor.

Passed by many Sword Master cultivators, lowered the height and swept over the top of the city gate and headed straight to the fortress tent. The cultivators cared that the rider was a monster, while the soldiers stationed at the fortress looked at the magical horse with envy.

"Appreciate~"

The black horse has a call to stop function.

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