Starting from Xiaoao Jianghu to push martial arts horizontally

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(Ghost crocodile with nothing to love: I flew, but I was about to fall to my death. I want to change to a boss in my next life!)

Chapter 985

At the same time when his pet was taken away, Lou Manfeng guessed that that Uncle Tian Jingang was not a human being again... he was not doing monkey things anymore.

He hurriedly jumped up, firmly grasped a protruding bone plate on the ghost crocodile's head, and boarded the last train of this wave of ghost crocodile brands.

"Brother Crocodile, open your mouth wide and bite it. Be sure to bite it, or you will fall to your death."

Urgently opened his mouth to remind, the ghost crocodile who finally came back to his senses broke out in the desire to survive, and hurriedly opened his mouth wide.

"No!"

Luo Shiqiu looked at the ferocious big mouth that was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and once again exploded his talent for tenor, but unfortunately it was useless.

The ghost crocodile bit the paw of the big vulture that was waving its wings up to avoid it, and it was the paw that grabbed Luo Shiqiu.

"Chirp!"

After a mournful cry, the big vulture was dragged down quickly. Although it tried its best to flap its wings, which were bigger than the ghost crocodile, the pure air flow still couldn't bear the huge body of the ghost crocodile.

However, it also played the role of a parachute, slowing down the speed of the two falling a lot, and finally fell into a mountain forest.

"Aqiu!"

Jiyue and others hurried over, and after a while, the huge vulture was dragged by the ghost crocodile, crushed countless trees, and pulled it out of the forest.

"Roar!"

With a weak growl to express dissatisfaction, Ghost Crocodile's small eyes were full of resentment.

That boss is not a monkey, is there anyone who tosses fish like you?

If it's not that he can't beat you, I have to show you how ferocious Uncle Ghost Crocodile's death roll is.

And the big vulture that was dragged over was quite miserable, one of its claws was twisted and deformed, dripping with blood, it was the one bitten by the ghost crocodile.

Both wings were also drooping, apparently just broken.

You must know that when it was about to hit the ground, the ghost crocodile chicken thief turned the big vulture to the bottom and made a cushion.

With the momentum of the fall and being crushed by the big fat prick of the ghost crocodile, the big vulture's physique was considered tyrannical if it didn't die immediately.

"Sure enough, it's not an ordinary vulture!"

Qian Jinfeng stepped forward to look at the big vulture with its dead body, the more he looked, the more surprised he became.

He has seen vultures before, but this big vulture is very different from ordinary vultures.

The neck and head are not that kind of fluff, but cold scales, and the ferocious head is somewhat similar to that of a Hades snake.

There are even densely packed sharp fangs in the pointed mouth, like sawtooth.

This looks like a monster!

"Big guy, let's be good friends!"

After swallowing the pill and recovering some of his skills, Luo Shiqiu excitedly stepped forward and pressed his palm on the big vulture's forehead, and his skills circulated through the meridians in the big vulture's body.

The last time he watched Lou Manfeng's duel on Qianyan Peak, he took the opportunity to ask his uncle to capture this big vulture as a pet, and then his uncle gave this set of dual cultivation methods.

After all, sweet dates and a stick are the perfect combination. The big stick before was already heavy enough to almost kill the big vulture.

Next is the sweet date, as long as it is sweet enough, it is enough to make this big guy say it's really fragrant, just like the ghost crocodile and Hades snake back then.

Although compared to the size of the big vulture, Luo Shiqiu's current skill is like a silk thread, which is insignificant, but it has brought a mysterious change to the big vulture's body.

His own vitality was stimulated to be extremely active, which stopped the deterioration of his injuries and healed them quickly.

The physique of the strange beast itself is much stronger than that of ordinary animals, and its recovery power is naturally stronger. Now that it is so stimulated, the vulture's recovery speed is faster.

Sensing the changes in his body, the big vulture opened his fierce eyes and looked at the human in front of him. Luo Shiqiu would look at you kindly and caringly, as if his father liked you very much.

After confronting each other for a while, the big vulture didn't notice it, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared, letting Luo Shiqiu do whatever he wanted.

Jiyue and others also cut down trees and cut them into planks, and straightened and fixed the broken claws and wings of the big vulture to speed up the recovery.

This big guy will be their comrade-in-arms in the future, and can provide a lot of help.

In the future, whether it is an air strike or running away to save your life at a critical moment, you will have to rely on it, and you must take good care of it.

"Drag all the corpses of the barbarians who fled here and wait for sister Qianluo to deal with them."

After the big vulture's injury was dealt with, and looking at the Youzu people who had barely recovered, Jiyue gave an order.

She had communicated with Han Qianluo before, and she understood that his order required a large number of barbarian army corpses.

Before, the barbarians fled very scatteredly. It was not easy for Han Qianluo and the nine puppet Yin soldiers to find all the corpses poisoned by the miasma, and it would definitely consume a lot of time.

At this time, we have to reflect the advantages of more people and more power!

All the You people bowed to accept their orders, and rushed into the woods to find the corpses of the defeated barbarians.

The miasma in the woods is deadly to ordinary people, but it is not a big problem for warriors like them who have internal strength protection, at least this concentration can withstand it.

"Father, we sacrificed 370 four members of our tribe!"

Seeing his father Youdi approaching, Jingqi, who had finished counting the number of casualties, stepped forward with a dark expression.

"They sacrificed to protect our homeland. They are all heroes. They will be buried in the ancestral land and be with their ancestors!"

After a long silence, Emperor You sighed.

Although the damage of 300 people is insignificant compared to the gains, but the You Clan has a small population, so losing more than 300 warriors at once is not a small loss.

"Great wizard, you lead the people who are good at grazing and drive those horses to the border of the Great Wall for support, and just leave the [-] horses of the royal guard!"

With a solemn expression, Emperor You gave instructions to the great wizard who rushed over.

Although he really wanted to swallow all those one hundred thousand war horses, but the Youdu Underworld had limited conditions and couldn't raise so many war horses at all.

You must know that the support of war horses is not only about grass, but also enough refined grain supplements, otherwise they will lose fat, their physical fitness will seriously decline, and good horses will also be turned into waste horses.

[-] war horses are already the limit on their side, no more will be needed, after all, the You Clan has only a few people, and the total number of young and strong horses is less than [-], and the elite brought back this time is only [-].

Not to mention the next confrontation with the entire barbarian tribe, there are many opportunities to obtain war horses, and there is no need to care about temporary gains and losses.

"The old slave will take someone to do it himself!"

The great wizard nodded, turned around and started looking for clansmen with herding experience.

Although the You Clan is not a nomadic people, they migrated after joining the barbarians and lived on the grassland for so many years, but they have mastered some methods of grazing.

It is difficult to raise [-] war horses, but it is not a problem to drive them on the road.

Fortunately, the barbarian army itself had some food and grass, otherwise it would not be easy to drive the war horses out of this desert.

"Patriarch Qian, you can go to Crescent Lake to choose war horses, two horses per person, the next battle will be impossible without horses."

Emperor You turned his gaze to Patriarch Qian and the others, and generously signaled to select horses.

If the army from Huaguo is really strong enough, then the next battle against the barbarian army will inevitably become a hunting battle, and good horses must be used to travel.

After all, although a martial artist's qinggong is fast, it consumes a lot.

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(It turns out that swimming in the water can gnaw on the flying drops, so toads, have you aimed your white swan? Please fasten the seat belt that never existed, and put on the illusory parachute, we are going to eject Liftoff!)

Chapter 986

Not to mention the war that has ended above, on the eighteenth floor of the underworld, Fucheng Murongye and others are advancing cautiously, even at a slower and slower pace.

They had been ruthlessly tricked before, and the [-] troops they brought collapsed and fled, making them all deeply aware of the terrible schemes of Emperor Youdi and others.

Fu Cheng also realized that his betrayal must have been planned by Emperor You long ago, and the news brought by that confidant was all false, including that the You clan was ambushing in the golden reed.

That was not an ambush at all, but a process of letting them ignite the golden reeds themselves, raising the water vapor, and stimulating the thunderclouds.

Because it was the golden reed they ignited by themselves, even though they found thunder rolling in the sky later, they didn't pay much attention to it, and then it was a tragedy.

The most elite [-] royal court guards were nearly shattered by Luo Shiqiu alone, unable to organize an effective resistance at all.

Since those news are false, there must be ghosts in the ghost dragon map and the tomb passage of the ghost dragon hall opened in the hole.

Don't look at nothing now, but there must be, maybe at the last moment when they relax, and then...

"..."

Looking back at the Vajra Iron Gate that was opened at the last pass, Fu Cheng and the others were silent.

This is really no ghost!

Don't talk about ghosts, I didn't see any ghosts.

"what the hell?"

Murong Ye couldn't hold back his calm expression, he really didn't understand what the hell Emperor You was doing.

Not to mention opening the tomb passage of the Ghost Dragon Hall, and hanging the real ghost dragon picture in the hall, there is not even a single person guarding the [-]th floor of the underworld.

Isn't he afraid that someone will really open the dragon pillar and release the eternal miasma poison?

"It seems that Emperor You is very confident in the strong man who will be in charge of the last level. I really want to meet for a while!"

The high priest who had been silent for a while suddenly spoke, stepped forward, and walked towards the weak light source in front of him.

Murong Xian also stepped forward calmly, he also thought of this point.

Emperor You didn't fortify because he gave up the dragon pillar, but he had absolute confidence in the people at the bottom.

Murong Ye and the others quickly followed, knowing that there would be a big battle ahead.

Everyone stepped forward, and under the orders of Murong Ye, a group of dead soldiers from Wangchuan spread around to check whether there was some kind of terrible mechanism trap on this floor.

The group of people soon came to the light source, which was the dragon pillar on the eighteenth floor of the underworld. At this moment, a night pearl hung on the dragon pillar, providing a weak light source.

Although the light source is not strong, it is enough for everyone with advanced skills.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two figures on the dragon pillar, a man and a woman, one with a bald head and shiny black tiles, one with fluttering black hair, one reciting Buddhist scriptures, and the other playing the piano with bare hands, but unfortunately there was no sound coming out.

"Amitabha, you are still here!"

After reciting the Buddha's name, there is nothing to sigh.

Although it is basically confirmed that Murong Xian has indeed gone mad and betrayed the country and the people, there is still a trace of luck in Wu Ke's heart.

But what should come is still here!

Injustice!

"who are you?"

Murong Xian's expression was serious, staring at Wu Ke.

"Is it Nan Gongyue, the ghost messenger from the Spiritual Pagoda? Or Wuke from Tianchan Temple? Or are these not your real identity?"

He knew that uncle Wang very well, and he would never pass on the title of abbot of Tianchan Temple to an outsider, and many eminent monks of Tianchan Temple would never allow it.

Wubu must be a member of their Murong family, and a member of the direct line.

And he has always had doubts about Wu Can's identity, and the time when the other party worshiped Tianchan Temple coincided with the time when the first ghost envoy of the Tongling Pagoda, Nangong Shizi, Nangong Yue, retreated. There must be a connection between the two identities.

But he had a premonition that neither of these two identities was the real identity of the other party, this person should be a direct member of their Murong family.

It's just that he couldn't think of who it was for a while.

"The poor monk has had many identities. Nangong Yue, the eldest son of Nangong, is me, and Wuke of Tianchan Temple is also me, but those are not the real me. The poor monk has a list of names!"

He did not hide this, and he could not frankly reveal his past identity, even his real name.

This is no secret among the old monks of Tianchan Temple, otherwise those elders would not allow outsiders to inherit the position of abbot of Tianchan Temple.

In the final analysis, those masters and uncles didn't take it easy, and there were still some obsessions.

It's photographic!