Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

This kind of verbal conflict of ideas and thinking is destined to be fruitless, and Su Zhou, who set off this dispute, became a spectator instead.

Staying in place, watching the group of immigrants leave, Su Zhou couldn't help frowning, not only because of the parters who gave up this land, but also because of the vows of the Hundred Rebels.

"This group of people are indeed idealists. I admire them. It can even be said that they are the idealized complete body of my secondary 2 thoughts... The imperfect thoughts in my heart have just had a shadow, and They have been practicing in accordance with a complete program for decades."

He murmured in his heart: "But if the ideal is long, it can't beat the reality-immortality, immortality, this is the only thing that those migrating warriors are right."

"Among the Hundred Rebels, although there are Zhou Wuyi and others who are deeply hated by the Demon Dynasty and insist on their ideals, naturally there are also heroes who defeat the Demon Dynasty, just to replace the Demon Dynasty. These characters do not accept the temptation of the Demon Dynasty. I am afraid it is just I want to be the new undead emperor."

"Even if the Demon Dynasty is defeated, the real suffering in this world has just begun...unless."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou's expression changed instead, revealing a relaxed smile.

"Unless, I completely cut the immortality, and completely cut off the spirit of the sacred tree that hosts the undead tree!"

——Hi, I thought it was a requirement. Isn't this the third step from the bottom of my "Shenmu World Schedule"?

By the way, the penultimate step is to pretend to be forced, and the last step is to go home!The fourth and fifth from the bottom were cut off the heads of the national teacher and the dog emperor!

But Su Zhou was also very clear.

Whether it is your own ideas or the beliefs of a hundred rebels, in the final analysis, you need strength to support.

Whether it is military, financial, technical or other messy powers, the most important thing to change the world is power.I came into this world precisely because I needed strength.

Power is the only currency in the extraordinary world, and even miracles can be purchased.

Of course, it was not the above things that made Su Zhou smile just now. It was this high school student who had just grown up not long before that he suddenly discovered something: "Unexpectedly, my accident Arrival, it can actually affect the direction of a world... Yala, I feel so powerful now, I feel like I can fight ten magic generals!"

"Be happy with you." And the snake spirit lay on Su Zhou's head, sighing in response: "I really didn't expect that you, a righteous guy who has come to his mind, unexpectedly fits the tune of this world."

The immigrants gradually moved away, and Su Zhou and others began to patrol the surrounding mountains again.

Theoretically, the demon army could not allow the food reserves in their eyes to leave so easily. According to the experience of the Hundred Rebels in the past few decades, there must be some demon soldiers behind the migration, so they simply left along the migration. The route is reversed to detect.

As a result, they really found a few good scouts who thought they were hiding.

"Crack."

Su Zhou casually twisted and pulled it out, just like opening a bottle cap. He twisted the fourth demon's head, pulled out the spine and undead roots, and buried it in the snow-facing the convergent aura and then circled a big circle. Su Zhou sneaking behind them to make a surprise attack, these magic soldiers didn't even have room for warning.

However, even so, his complexion was still a bit weird, and he didn't seem to be excited about killing several demon army one after another.

Su Zhou was a little confused and said to the trio who was killing the demon soldiers with the Vermillion Bird box: "It's not quite right, four spies are in front, but why haven't I seen even a serious demon soldier team? ?"

Su Zhou's spiritual vision is infused with spiritual power, and he can explore most of the aura trajectories within a range of nearly two kilometers. The black aura of the magic army, in the snowy field with a blue and white background, is almost like a handwriting on a whiteboard. Conspicuous,

However, from beginning to end, he only saw these four spies, and did not see any other magic soldiers-theoretically this is unlikely. Could it be that they plan to rely on these four magic soldiers to attack and move Failure of the National People's Congress?

The opponent is not a civilian village. Among the survivors of the Liaozhou devils, there are many warriors and crossbows, and the combat effectiveness is not weak!

"Yeah, it's weird."

Whether it is Zhou Buyi, Fang Hui or Liu Xizhao, they are all as puzzled as Su Zhou. They have been fighting against the Mochao for so many years, but they have not encountered such a situation... If the number of magic soldiers is small, then their actions are quite normal, but The number of magic soldiers who came to the Taibai Mountains this time was nearly 500. If they were sent collectively and charged, they would be able to rush to the migrants, and they would be unable to resist!

Unless...their goal was not to move from the beginning.

"Wow--"

Suddenly, on the far northwest side, a howling of wolf sounded.

At first, the wolf howl was only heard by Su Zhou, who had a keen sense of hearing, but soon all three of the team heard it. From the west, southeast, northwest, true north, and even in all directions, all the wolf howls sounded one after another. .

And in Su Zhou's spiritual vision, black spots of spiritual energy representing the magic soldier began to appear from all directions.

When Su Zhou circled in order to eliminate the spies, they were surrounded.

"It is the demon commander'controlling the beast'." Hearing the wolf howl, Zhou Buyi's expression was extremely grim, and he whispered: "If I remember correctly, the speed of the beast control is the second fastest among the many demon generals. If we are caught by him Stick... things are in trouble."

"They seem to know where we are."

And Su Zhou nodded thoughtfully, he took a deep breath, and then said to Liu Xizhao, who was also stern and had drawn a long straight knife on guard, "The smell on you is very fragrant."

At first it sounded like harassment, but whether it was Zhou Buyi or Fang Hui, their faces were taken aback and quickly reacted, and then they all looked at the reticent female swordsman in their team. .

And Liu Xizhao blinked, her complexion quickly becoming hard to look.

"Impossible... This smell on my body is exposed to too much natural medicinal fragrance of Lingzhi, but in the natural environment it will obscure my body smell..." She was a little flustered for a while, as if to prove that she was not a spy , Talked more, but Su Zhou suspected it was not her at all.

"It's not just you who have this taste... and Han Xiaoqian."

He squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance: "Master Han."

At this moment.

An acquired martial artist with white hair and so old that the wrinkles on his face are clearly visible, Master Han Xiaoqian walked slowly towards his camp hut as if walking.

But as he walked, his complexion became serious, and his steps couldn't help slowing down.

Immediately afterwards, at the last corner leading to his hut, a middle-aged Taoist priest in white also walked out slowly.

What appeared in front of Han Xiaoqian was Li Daoran with one hand on the hilt of his waist and his expressionless face.

A few seconds later, accompanied by a sound of wind, the mighty who appeared from nowhere also fell from the sky and landed behind Han Xiaoqian.

The three masters gathered together as always.

However, there is no peace in the past.