Monsters Will Die If They Are Killed

"Understood, Grandmaster Su." Putting down the sleeves of the Taoist robe again, the Taoist sage slowly straightened his Taoist crown. He whispered: "I'm more than a hundred years old... even if it's a great master, I have been fighting for years. It's almost time to enter the soil at this time. The reason why I can barely survive is because of this."

"The more you stay in a place where wood gas is infiltrated, the easier it is to be corroded by wood gas and give birth to the roots of this sacred tree... The others are okay. They are not always stationed here, they are all mobilized and stationed in turn, but I and the other two The old man is different."

"Since 70 years ago, when I led a hundred soldiers to attack the Nanjiang Tianguan Pass, I have been confronting the national division and the devil emperor here. On weekdays, I either killed the demon soldiers or patrolled the surrounding area. That sacred tree faced each other across the river and killed so many demon soldiers. It had long been infiltrated into the bones by the wood gas... this smelly skin is no different from those demon soldiers and generals."

Speaking of this, the three great masters all laughed desolately: "If it's okay if you are not around Shenmu, I still have the qualifications to fight against the Demon Empire, but if you go to the Shenmu, I'm afraid... directly It's not weird to turn to war."

"I thought that I could only rely on the Blade of Extinction to gamble, but I didn't expect that there will be characters like Grandmaster Su who turned out to be born, just like the light of dawn!"

Hearing this, Su Zhou also fully understood...The dragon slayer will also grow dragon scales after bathing in dragon blood. Although this is just a dark fairy tale, this is true in the Shenmu world!

The undead tree of Pan Banyan has completely soaked its own breath in this water and soil-just like Mo Ganxiu, who also grows wooden roots in his body, the three great masters have fought against the devil for many years, but they have become A monster like Mochao!

After reading the arms that the three great masters showed to him, Su Zhou finally understood why the Hundred Rebels were so entangled, and even before he knew that the national teacher and the devil emperor were going to advance to the innate, he made a desperate attempt to cast the gods.

What a sad thing, the warriors have already begun to change before the dragon has been killed... But the three great masters must continue to hold on, because after them, Baijia has no new great masters.Perhaps some of Zhou Buyi and their new generation can become great masters, or even innate martial sages, but at that time, the Mocha must also have innate masters. When will such a confrontation last?

On the contrary, his appearance of Su Zhou was really a hero who descended from the sky, giving a hundred rebels a whole new hope-the emperor is above, and Su Zhou's true qi attribute happens to be fire, and even a little thunder!Although this was defaulted to his dragon blood's own talent, Su Zhou was undoubtedly the best candidate to appear here at this moment.

He even claims to be the inheritor of another sacred tree, just to cut off the undead Banyan tree. Can't this give them a sense of'destiny', who is already close to twilight, but can't see the way out?

"Master Su."

At this time, the three Great Masters of the Hundred Rebel Army Qi Qi saluted Su Zhou. Their voices were complicated. They didn't seem to know if they could believe Su Zhou, but in the end they became firm.

Their words are sincere: "Although your source is mysterious, you are undoubtedly resolute and righteous in your words and deeds... You are worthy of trust, at least let you have a magic weapon, even if the devil emperor advances innate, there is still a battle. Strength-besides, rather than asking who will hold the trivial matter, it is better to discuss the important matter of when we will launch the general attack."

"That's right." At this time, Su Zhou didn't feel entangled anymore. The three great masters were really unspeakable, so why couldn't he help others?Even in my heart, because I can continue to play with the knife, I feel happy: "So, how do we attack and how to kill the emperor?"

And the Three Saints smiled and said, "This is what you need to convene for a meeting to discuss - if Grandmaster Su has any ideas, you might as well say it later."

Su Zhou originally wanted to say that he was just a young man, and that he was naive in Form 2. How could he have any ideas?For such things as war operations, it is really better to ask another wiser.

However, there was a flash of light in his mind-Su Zhou couldn't help squinting his eyes and asked: "I just asked you the first seat, is this Nanjiang Tianguan and the surrounding area of ​​the sacred tree always so cloudy?"

"It's true. Where the sacred tree is, it's hardly sunny for three days, but most of the time it is cloudy and it does not rain at any time."

Confucian Confucianism seemed to understand this aspect very well, and he replied, and Su Zhou nodded thoughtfully. Cloud Qi and Nanjiang flashed through his mind, as well as the heavenly palace hanging high in the clouds, and then He smiled and said: "In this case, then I really have an idea."

At the same time, Yongning Tiangong.

In the highest place of the Temple of Heaven, the voice wearing a wooden dragon robe stands on the top of the undead tree of the Banyan Tree, which is the center of the Temple of Heaven, overlooking the position of Baijia.

"Is the magic weapon..."

The demon emperor’s eyes seemed to be able to cross the clouds that were gradually darkening, as if it was about to rain again, and saw the spiritual changes in the Baijia position, and its voice was with a trace of regret: "The national teacher is defeated..."

Its voice carries a real sadness.

Although the two have fought openly and secretly for decades, competing with each other for the power of the sacred tree, even if they are afraid of each other internally, it is ultimately the teacher-disciple relationship of the past. If there is no national teacher to study the mystery of the sacred tree, it will be difficult to achieve what it is today. The body of a dragon.

Interest disputes are one thing, and the feelings between the two parties and teachers and friends for so many years are another matter. This point has always been clearly distinguished-just like when the father was a rare royal family, the father’s affection was one. It's another matter, as the biggest obstacle to its undead power.

As for the mortals who died in its hands... how would the Devil Emperor care about that?Saying that it is a number, it is regarded as paying attention to it. The emperor who is extremely selfish, I am afraid that he has never thought that those untouchables are also human.

"Originally, I was ready to split the undead power equally."

At this moment, the Devil Emperor was too lazy to be called a lonely widow. It sighed lightly, with a little regret in its tone: "It's fine, it's okay, so I don't have to worry about whether to continue to distract you from the woods."

"As for the magic weapon... it's too late."

With such a chuckle, the Demon Emperor's figure gradually changed. The tall figure gradually distorted and dispersed, and finally collapsed into countless fog-shrouded roots... and its voice still sounded out of thin air.

"This is an extraordinary person, our generation is a dragon, hahahahaha!"

——Combined into a body, scattered into chapters, flying through the clouds and yin and Yang——

This is the dragon!

Inside the sacred Yongning Temple, the shadow of the wood roots is spreading.

As the gray dead clouds spread, one by one, plant-like maids and guards were silently swallowed, and finally turned into a part of the mist.

In a spacious room of the palace, the full-armor guards waiting for Aoba’s message shuddered in the corner of the room. It seemed to have a foreboding that something terrible would come, but it could not stop it, escape, or even choose to die. .

It can only stay here and wait to die.

Gradually, from the cracks, from the doors and windows, a dead gray cloud filled the room... The guard closed his eyes in despair, and it felt the woody roots climb onto its body, deep into the body... Then...

Then everything went to nothing.

The Xinnan Tianjing under the sacred tree can be vaguely heard, and there are strange dragons from every place in the Tiangong.

The final battle is about to begin.