He said seriously:

"Don't worry, since I said that military and national affairs were left to you to coordinate, I would not interfere with it. What's more, destroying the southern country would be of great benefit to our country's dynasty.

I will help the national teacher to win this battle."

"Um."

A smile appeared on Zhang Chu's face with his back to the little king.

But it's fleeting.

"Sleep, I'm young, staying up late is not good."

He said something.

Yelu Jienan nodded, closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, he said:

"I suddenly want to practice martial arts."

"National Master, you are also a master of the world. Can you teach me martial arts?"—

In the dream of sword jade, the black sand spiritual energy swept across the desert like a large sandstorm, sweeping across the platform in front of Chen Qiu.

Before Chen Qiu, he used spiritual energy to help the people cultivate their souls, and gave them enough time to contact the magical martial arts and enough spiritual energy to give the thousands of residual souls, so that they could also practice them as spiritual bodies that could move freely in spiritual energy.

We also need to replenish spiritual energy for the Seven Demons of the Yellow Spring to continue fighting.

The total consumption of zero and zero, and the amount of it is superimposed, is also a considerable amount. The pure black sand spiritual energy in the sword jade has been squandered by more than half.

But at this time, as the spiritual energy continued to be drawn back into the sword jade in the remnant city.

The consumed spiritual energy has risen back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If there are too many evil soldiers in the village, even if they consume some, they still have to select elite soldiers. No matter how much they calculate, they will have to have nearly three or four thousand more people. These evil soldiers must be cultivated into souls before they can exist for a long time."

In the center of the platform, Chen Qiu closed his eyes and calculated quickly in his mind.

After thinking about it, the spiritual energy you have gained in front of you is just enough.

However, if the jade array eye that has been brought back is also drawn out, the number will be quite considerable, which can be enough for Chen Qiu to use it for a while.

Although those spiritual energy, the origin is not correct, it can be refined by seizing the fighting spirit of the hundreds of war troops and the true energy essence of the Qi and Lu knights.

But it is much better to put it in your own hands and use it to resist Penglai than to be taken away by the Penglai demons and cause trouble to the world.

"And, aren't there two 'big heads'?"

Chen Qiu raised his head.

Looking at the two souls looming in the black sand storm in front of him, Dong Lingjun is an "old tenant" here. He is used to being blocked spiritual energy and bound in the black sand.

But the new one was a little uncomfortable with the shackles of such humiliation.

In the wind of spiritual energy, the King of Hongchen was like the King of Dongling, hanging upside down by chains, passing through the pipa bones, sealing the flow of spiritual energy in his body, hanging in the black sand with a stretched limbs.

The chains on his body were much more than those on Donglingjun, almost wrapped around in circles, like a mummy tied up, tied tightly.

It wasn't Chen Qiu who deliberately wanted to humiliate him.

It is really because the soul of this immortal king is different. If he is not bound like this, his soul will be dispersed, which will be very troublesome.

"Hongchen Lord, do you feel it?"

Chen Qiu carried his hands on his back, raised his head and said to the immortal king in front of him:

"Mr. Chen specially let go of the perception of sword jade and the outside world. With the ability of the immortal master's immortal magic, I think I can feel it clearly. The thoughts you left in Yanjing will probably have been removed."

"hehe"

Hongchen Jun stared at Chen Qiu with a gritted teeth and said:

“So what?”

"So what if you destroy me here?

I will not die, so I will tell you frankly that in Japan, I still have my remaining thoughts. You, never think about killing me!"

"I didn't say that either."

Chen Qiu spread his arms and responded helplessly:

"Immortal Lord is afraid of being persecuted and paranoid. When did Chen say that he must kill a centipede like Immortal Lord?

Now that the soul of the Immortal Lord is trapped here, all Chen's combat purposes have been completed.

If the Immortal Lord wants to live, just continue to live. Anyway, the Immortal Lord’s ability has been destroyed by a thousand years of Taoism. Chen also wants to see if the Immortal Lord is the one who goes against the will of heaven and changes his fate?

You can re-define the immortal way to this realm within one or two years."

"Don't be proud!"

Hongchen Jun said in a hoarse voice:

"As long as I don't die, the doctrine of the world will not be cut off. Even if it takes a hundred years or a thousand years, what if it takes? I will recover sooner or later, and how long can you live in autumn?

When you die, who can stop me?

You are aging all the time when the warrior is waiting for you, and my clone is endless!

I am immortal!

It is also immortal!

Smile and enjoy your hard-won victory!

You and I know that you haven’t won yet! With the ruthless time, standing on my side, there will only be one winner in this battle between you and me!

That's me!"

Chen Qiu frowned after hearing this logically confused declaration.

It wasn't that I was really upset by the threat of Hongchen Lord, but that I felt that the immortal king in front of me could not accept the failure and had some signs of being crazy?

No way.

Is the mind so fragile?

"Enough! Hongchen."

Dong Lingjun, who was hanging in the black sand there, suddenly spoke:

"Your heart is confused!

Be quieter and keep a little decent. If you lose, you will lose. Don’t be so embarrassed. You and I are a person in the immortal world. Can you still not afford to lose?"

After being scolded by Dongling Jun, Hongchen Jun wanted to retort.

But he moved his lips and finally calmed down.

It’s not that he lost in a head-on battle, but that he lost in his own mistakes. He lost in his own hands, which really made his heart almost collapsed.

But indeed, no matter how much you say or throw away the ruthless words, you cannot change the reality of losing.

There is nothing to say.

"I hope you'll be more lively."

Chen Qiu said:

"After all, the two are about to die, and it is better to go on the road in a lively manner than to be miserable and miserable.

As I expected, both of them were not calm at this time and had been hit even though they were hit. If they saw Penglai losing another game, no matter how stubborn they were, they would be afraid they would collapse.

The immortal family's face fell to the clouds. At that time, there was no need for Chen to take action, both of them would want to break up on their own."

He shook his head.

explain:

"The affairs of Qilu have been settled. Thanks to Hongchen Lord, Chen has more and more friends. Next, Chen will go to Lin'an and take my new friends with me.

Those angry warriors, go together.”

"But you still don't understand. You still don't understand. Among the spiritual energy you call, you are not the only one who has achieved great power.

Our warriors are like newborns when bathing in spiritual energy.

I think you will see with your own eyes that the delusions of the wicked will be ignited by our own hands, and the desires of thousands of years will be burned."

Chen Qiu waved his hands to the two immortal kings.

He said:

"With witnessing the cruelty of reality, the collapse of despair, I will be happy to do that when you beg me to give you a pleasure."
Chapter completed!