I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 262 Chapter 266
died.

They were all dead, and three masters died in a blink of an eye.

Unlike Longshan Sanren and Quanjue old man who died at the hands of the red skirt woman, Jianjue old man was wiped out of his mind by the "false" saint's aura like a spear.

There was no trauma, and he died peacefully, but his cloudy eyes were full of confusion.

Even the old man Jianjue didn't know what happened to his death until his death.

Li Ye's footsteps were unsteady.

The girl in the red skirt stretched out her hand to support his body, so that he would not make a fool of himself.

It seemed that the two grandmasters died on the body of the red skirt girl, but everyone else knew that Li Ye was indispensible for the deaths of the three.

And that weird 'false' holy spirit is like a thorn, piercing the hearts of everyone, especially Lingji and the others.

'Spear King', one of the glory of the Xia Dynasty, was imprisoned by Li Ye somehow, simulating Qi as an unexpected killer move.

You know, the sound of the iron chain colliding before was not just that of the "gun king", there seemed to be a strange sound in it.

"superior."

Lingji said in a cold voice.

Jian Guang attacked, and he joined forces with the same master of the Xia Dynasty to surround and kill the old man Daojue.

Not only is the old man with the sword still alive, his legs are all besieged by everyone, and when the winning ticket is in his hands, other people no longer have any small thoughts.

"Li Ye, I will fight with you."

The wind blows, and the figure rushes over. The sword move is very clever, but the person who wields the sword is a little unfamiliar.

"Live."

Li Ye said in a low voice without turning his head.

The girl in the red dress covered her mouth and smiled, but her eyes were extremely sharp, as if she wanted to pierce through the coat of the vision, break into it, and observe the changes inside. Why is this so?
The jade hand waved, like a long snake wrapped around Long Meiling's sword, making a crisp sound.

The sword shattered.

Long Meiling was stunned.

She was about to seek death, but the girl in the red skirt didn't let her go. The fingers of the piercing attack hit Long Meiling's acupuncture points, making her unable to move.

Bang.

The green mist rose, and the thick smoke obscured the figure of the person.

Seeing that the situation is not good, someone wants to escape.

At this time, the disciples of the underground palace also ignored the old man Wujue, and fled from the hall one after another.

The technique of smoke escape helped many people escape into the side of the rock and disappear.

"I'll go after it."

someone said.

Li Ye looked at Long Meiling, didn't rush to ask anything, but swallowed a elixir, and at the same time, he didn't dare to dispel the true meaning of "small world", as a warning to those with ulterior motives on the field.

This battle is gradually coming to an end.

In the tunnel where the sun is not visible, Dijue who came out of the corpse pool quickly shuttled through this secret passage with a bundle on his back and a fire bag in his hand.

There are no artificial traces that are too weird on the uneven stone rock walls.

Dijue looked around with the light of Huozhezi, then stretched out his hand and pressed down on a flat rock.

Click.

The sound of the mechanism was like a series of twisted ropes being pulled, and the friction of gears turning.

Thick iron stones landed.

He didn't stop, and continued to walk outside the secret passage.

Three iron stones landed one after another.

The speed of the figure was fast, and it quickly left the secret passage of the underground palace.

Gradually, there was a faint ray of light at the entrance of the cave, which was the ray of light that symbolized hope. As early as when he met the Sanren of Longshan, he had already made a decision, so he would be hit by the tall and thin master of the Tang Dynasty.

Taking this opportunity, he could use the pool of corpses to heal his wounds, and thus have the opportunity to get out of Wujue's sight and leave calmly.

As for Wujue old people and the others, Dijue doesn't care so much.

Demons are notoriously selfish.

Instead of everyone being unable to get away, and leaving Wujue old man to entangle Li Ye and others, Dijue can be sure enough to survive.

The exit is a cave somewhere in the forest, very hidden.

At this time, the moon has shyly come out, covered with a layer of thin clouds.

Birds and beasts cry.

Everything is so natural and harmonious.

Dijue jumped onto the top of the tree and cautiously headed towards some kind of mountain peak.

The mountain wind roared in, and it was cool when it arrived.

He was condescending, looking at the candlelight at the foot of the mountain in the distance, his face became extremely ugly, the flames formed a camp, and the military spirit was like a giant tiger roaring at the sky, swallowing and blowing at the moon, and the hazy moonlight fell.

The flags fluttered, making Dijue feel uncontrollably terrified.

"Master, it's not that I'm sorry for you, but I want to live. I will remember your preaching and life-saving grace. For now, I can only send you a message to warn you. I hope you will receive it."

He took off the package, and took out a small piece of paper, a short brush, lightly twisted his fingers, and wrote the information about Longshan Sanren on the paper.

Then, he let out a cooing sound.

It sounds like a homing pigeon is calling and making a sound.

Homing pigeons fluttering.

When the pen and ink were dry, Di Jue rolled up the small paper and tied it to the pigeon's hind legs.

let it fly.

He tidied up his clothes and looked at the giant sky-shouting tiger in the distance, occupying almost four directions.

"Shenwu army, enough money." He laughed at himself.

Calmly, he quickly descended the mountain. As he approached the foot of the mountain, the vision of the gigantic tiger roaring in the night sky seemed to sense something. The tiger turned its head and roared silently. .

On the barracks, several terrifying figures jumped up.

A small group of soldiers was sent over and headed in the direction of Dijue.

"I surrender and beg forgiveness."

Dijue said with a smile.

Hands are beckoning, full of old friends who haven't seen for many years, so enthusiastic.

But the Shenwu Army would not show mercy, and directly put on special iron shackles to detain the earth.

Di Jue's pupils were closed from above, just now he saw that giant sky-screaming tiger raised its terrifying claws, threatening Di Jue with all his might, and if he made any bad moves, he would shoot him to death immediately.

In the territory of the Yu Dynasty.

Dark mountains.

In a place where you can't see your fingers, there is a group of troops marching at night, and the huge black cloud bottle seems to absorb all the light. Within a foot of the body, whether it is the light of the torch or the moonlight, it is all absorbed.

As it should be, the endless darkness reveals an unspeakable strangeness.

Front, back, left, and right, the Li family, who were holding back their aura, rode horses and stood firmly on the left and right sides of the team.

Counting one, two, three, there are five great masters guarding this army.

In the distance, a phantom appeared.

Hiding in a certain dark place, he looked at the army in the distance, full of doubts in his heart.

He was from Xia, and he came from the five occupied northern counties. At that time, he, who was hiding his identity, bumped into this army by accident.

On a battlefield, the black cloud bottle was like a starving ghost, swallowing the entangled evil spirit, murderous spirit, and true energy on the battlefield. The strange substance formed by the entanglement of various qi, like air and water.

That scene made him feel cold, knowing that he saw the big secret.

This discovery made him put down what he was doing and stare at it quietly.

Until tonight, he followed him to the border of the Yu Dynasty.

He looks around, takes a look.

"This is the ancient battlefield of Tongguan, why did they come here?"

Hanging far behind him, the deeper he went, he seemed to hear a rhythmic sound in his ears, which was very strange.

When he listened intently, gradually he didn't realize that he was intoxicated in it.

From an unknown distance, he was in a trance.

(End of this chapter)