The Sword Dynasty - 660. Chapter 659

The unease of the Master of Fire comes from the fear of Bashan sword field and the Nine Dead Silkworms, but the violence comes from extreme self-confidence.

He believes that if the Nine Dead Silkworms really have a unique magic of resurrecting the dead, and if they can’t even eliminate the fire that they practiced, then no one in this world will destroy the Nine Dead Silkworms, and more practitioners will be responsible for destroying the dead. Is useless.

However, when Dahongpao encountered the white robe, when he saw the face of the practitioner, he was shocked and exclaimed: “Prince Yugou!”

Even Ye Xiao, who was not very conscious, could hear the strong horror in the voice of the man on the raging fire.

“Even he is here?”

This was the first thought that came to Ye Xiao’s mind.

The figure and appearance of this white-robed cultivator is somewhat similar to Yuan Wu, because he himself is Yuan Wu’s brother, just a half-parent.

He was Cheng Jiao, the eighth son of the first emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. After the prince who was the favorite of the first emperor and Yuan Wu failed in the battle, Yuan Wu still did not have that smooth wind to become the prince.

Originally, the first emperor still didn’t want to make Yuan Wu the prince, and even in an edict that had been drawn up, Cheng Jiao was already his chosen candidate for the prince, and wanted to restrict Yuan Wu and Bashan sword field.

There are also many peculiar stories about this prince, saying that he was born in a jade hook with a mouth title and was a god-given king.

However, regardless of the story, he was defeated faster than Yuan Wu’s previous enemies.

Before that edict was issued, he had disappeared from Changling.

There are two reasons for Master Agni’s intense horror at this time.

First, he was the old man of Changling who had experienced most of the battles that year. Yuan Wu’s absolute henchman. As the last sweeper of the battle of Changling, he naturally knew that Prince Yugou was defeated because of a powerful cultivation. However, the evil spirit of the evil spirits and ghosts turned out to be too hasty, and instead became maddening.

Another reason is that in any version of the story, the Prince Yugou has been killed, but now he is alive, and obviously he needs to wait for another practitioner to ensure the elimination of the Nine Dead Silkworms.

Whether it was him or the Yugou Prince, who was able to appear outside the circle of these thousand dusty mountains so quickly, it must be because of the initial arrangement of Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, because this spring expedition to Chu was itself for the purpose of eliciting the nine deaths. The killing bureau set up by silkworms, if it is said that it was accidental, it was that Fusu was also caught in this bureau.

Logically speaking, Prince Yugou was the mortal enemy of Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, why was it used by Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu instead?

“There is no need to doubt my intention.”

Prince Yugou is getting close. Everyone can see that the white bamboo stick in his hand is actually made of delicate white jade. It is only carved into a bamboo shape. He has a calm face. He is just a practitioner of the breath of his body and all the methods of cultivating yin gods and ghosts. The same, it was overcast, giving people a shuddering feeling. He looked at the master of the fire, and there were two white lights flashing in the depths of his pupils, like two tiny white skeletons talking, and the voice was just It seems to come from these two white skeletons, “Since I can appear here, it naturally means that Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu are assured of me, so you don’t need to worry.”

After a pause, the Yugou Prince glanced at the Thousands of Dust Mountains and said coldly: “If it is hatred, I hate Wang Jingmeng and Bashan Sword Field more than everyone else.”

Master Agni nodded slowly, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down quickly, and said, “Let us two come, each of which must be useful. How should we each do it?”

“The source of your cultivation, Lihuo, can find any drop of flesh and blood of a cultivator, and burn everything that contaminates his breath to ashes, even the ashes are melted.” Prince Yugou said indifferently: “If it is not even that If it is not enough to eliminate the nine dead silkworms, then let the nine dead silkworms not escape. You can find every drop of flesh and blood and burn it into dust, then I will have a way to collect all the dust. I don’t believe that if even the dust is imprisoned Inside my rod, what else can remain in this world from the nine dead silkworms.”

“Even if the dust can be resurrected in my rod, I will destroy it again, live a hundred times, and I will destroy it a hundred times.”

When Prince Yugou said these last words, his expression was still indifferent, but everyone present heard the extreme resentment contained in his words.

Master Blazing didn’t know what happened that year, which made this prince resentful, but the flesh and blood of the practitioner and his true essence were nothing more than the accumulation of various vitality, and no vitality was lost. Even if the nine dead silkworms were wonderful, Naturally, there is no possibility of resurrection.

He can feel at ease if he is truly forever.

“You can join the battle.”

The Huangpao old woman in Jiaodong County urged lightly.

Although she is only an old woman, she is the highest-ranking person in Jiaodong County and is Zheng Xiu’s grandmother.

She lived longer than any strong man in Jiaodong County of the same era, so she knew very well whether a thing could be successful, the most important thing was to be timely and not to be outdone.

Many practitioners have not arrived yet, and many practitioners have been blocked.

Although Qing Yaoyin killed an old imperial consecration and forcibly entered the battle, it must not be easy to win.

With so many dragons entering, besides Qing Yao Yin, who else is capable of fighting?

But now she, the master of fire and the crown prince Yugou are the ones who can enter the battle to decide the victory or defeat.

No matter what kind of practitioners are coming, it is no longer meaningful after the victory has been divided.

“enough.”

Prince Yugou looked at her and Master Lihuo and nodded, also expressing satisfaction.

When he arrived here, he was only to see if all the people who should have come had already come.

In the next instant, white waves surged under his feet, and an extremely uncomfortable yin gas instantly condensed into the shape of a large white bone ship under his feet. It pressed against the ground but gliding downwind in the waves at an astonishing speed. Dust Mountain.

This kind of yin god and ghost spirit is difficult for other practitioners to get close to. The person on the fire frowned slightly, and the flames around his body shot up, and it was a distance of tens of feet from the jade hook prince.

Above them, there was a sound of cranes.

The yellow-robed old woman was riding a red-crowned crane, like a fairy in some stories, surrounded by clouds.

The feathers of the red-crowned crane were shining like platinum, and the lingering clouds all gush out from its body. The strength of the vitality was no less than that of the previous snakes, and it was also an extremely rare foreign object.

There was a muffled thud.

All these thousands of dust mountains shook, and the array was like being torn apart, and a lot of dust was sprayed out, but as the three people entered, the dust collected, the thousands of dust mountains remained motionless. .