What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

Within the 36 volumes, there is a large amount of spiritual dust brought by the sky thunder.

According to the strength of the previous thunder, it would not be a problem to kill a monk of Luo Qingfeng's level in one shot.

But since it has such a huge power, it must be launched at a considerable distance, and care must be taken not to affect Daojian Mountain itself.

Therefore, the accuracy requirements for shelling are not small.

"Even if that's the case..." Xiao Nianqing still didn't think that this would solve all the problems: "Can the accuracy really be guaranteed... and the export speed of the spirit dust is not fast, right?"

It is also a cloud of spiritual dust.

Falling on the head at the speed of thunder, and falling on the head at the speed of snowflakes falling...

The gap is self-explanatory.

The previous release of the spirit dust was purely because the spirit dust itself was crowded in the container and was almost full, and the mutual crowding allowed the spirit dust to be sent out by the scarlet conduit at a faster speed.

This is like a cannon, in addition to loading [cannonballs], it also needs to give enough impact to quickly push the spiritual dust out of the scarlet tube.

"I have also thought about the export speed!"

Surprisingly, Duan Jianxue even expected this.

She said proudly: "We can create a short-term separation layer to separate a very small part of spiritual dust from other spiritual dust. When some spiritual dust explodes, it can give enough impact to eject other spiritual dust."

"And the existence of the split layer also prevents other spiritual dust from being exploded~ I drew a few strokes on the carriage for the specific design, but the drawing is quite bad, but I guess Lu Wei can understand it hehe... "

The prototype of the fuze... huh?

The most common artillery in this world is hardly used by anyone. After all, it is weak and powerful. Even the shell itself has a very low charge and is similar to a lead bullet, so there is no need to use a fuze.

This girl is starting to think about it...

Really have you, little genius.

"Call Lu Wei and the others."

Because Xiao Nianqing was beside her, in order not to make her daughter-in-law jealous, Chen Anning suppressed the idea of ​​reaching out to touch Duan Jianxue's head.

When Duan Jianxue heard this, she knew that her plan had been adopted, and immediately jumped up happily.

"Then I'll go find him!"

"Success, let's go."

Chen Anning smiled and nodded, watching Xiao Tiancai bounce away.

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, Chen Anning let out a long breath.

Ancient Soul Blood Sacrifice.

He also began to look forward to it faintly.

This is the first use of spiritual dust resources...

There are a total of 36 volumes, containing all the spiritual dust of the eight thunders.

I don't know if these...is it enough for the ancient soul blood sacrifice floating in the sky to drink a pot?

392. Wutong lock Qingqiu

"Has anyone seen the old emperor?"

here.

Lihuo Dynasty, the top of the attic.

The eyes of the old man sitting on the chair were slightly lowered. Under his luxurious robe, his right hand, which was like a few dead branches, gently rubbed the talisman paper between his fingers.

The plan was coming to an end, and he didn't want any mishaps.

"What is the identity of the other party?"

After he softly asked such words, a mysterious male voice came from his ear.

That was the voice that came from the talisman paper and reached the old man's soul.

"The two women don't seem to be very old. They came from Baihua City. They may be the princess's confidants."

"Do you know their specific intentions?" the old man asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, but it is probably to report relevant information, or to ask the old emperor for help."

"Did they bring the rescuers back?"

"Bringing some of the personal guards and some people who are proficient in the spirit and Taoism back, it must be to try to resist the influence of the blood sacrifice."

"Hmph, stupid."

Ding Tianyi sneered twice, feeling that they were daydreaming: "How can ordinary people be able to resist the blood condensed by the second generation of ancient souls?"

"Now that the Ancient Soul Blood Sacrifice is about to take shape, no matter how many people they bring in, it won't help."

"..."

It seems that from Ding Tianyi's words, he heard the excessive unruliness.

The tone of the man somewhere far away is a bit more serious: "Don't be too careless, the combination of Wanmo Liyuan and Daojian Mountain is not easy to deal with, not to mention the princess Shaofu who always brings some surprises!" .”

Ding Tianyi sneered at this: "When the ancient soul blood sacrifice takes shape, with Xiao Wangqing's crippled body, I'm afraid it won't last long, even with Dao Jianshan's help... Oh, Daojian Mountain, the number one sect in the world in the past , and now it’s nothing more than that.”

The mysterious man did not refute, because if the first generation of ancient souls were successfully born, with the current power of Wanmo Liyuan and Daojianshan, it would indeed be difficult to resist.

Wan Mo Li Yuan is not the previous Wan Mo Li Yuan.

Daojian Mountain is not the same Daojian Mountain as before.

The two great patriarchs, one dead and one seriously injured, have extremely limited strength.

Even so, the mysterious man is still unwilling to let down his vigilance: "Don't forget that there is the princess Shao Fu."

Ding Tianyi sneered: "What great things can an ordinary person accomplish?"

In Ding Tianyi's eyes, the bunkers and training grounds deliberately set up by Chen Anning outside Baihua City were nothing more than boring children's toys.

In front of the real power to lift up the sky, these magical weapons made by playing tricks are like babies who have fallen to the ground, with no strength to restrain them, and let Ding Tianyi play with them.

A new frisbee grenade?

Bursting True Qi Arrows?

Mortals against monks?

It sounds very mysterious, but it only gave the mortals who were at the mercy of slaughter a little bit of hope to rise up and resist.

And this false hope will eventually become an elegy for mortals.

These boring and weak magic tools can't affect the overall situation. Mortals are still mortals after all, and from the moment they are destined to be unable to practice, they can already be regarded as pigs and dogs.

Ding Tianyi's sneer echoed in his ears, and the mysterious man said indifferently: "Arrogance may ruin you, don't forget, the leader said... Wanmo Liyuan is not easy to deal with."

"You also know the character of the leader. He always tends to think highly of his opponent." Ding Tianyi did not hide his disdain, "This action will not go wrong."

"Even so, the leader is still worried."

The mysterious man was already a little displeased with Ding Tianyi's arrogance, and his voice gradually began to fade away.

Before completely cutting off the sound transmission, he left a sentence: "That traitor will also attack this time, you send someone to watch him, and don't forget about Da Lie."

The traitor?

Ding Tianyi's eyes were cold, but he really didn't expect that the leader would choose to send him out so soon.

As for Da Lie's matter——

"No need to rush." ​​Ding Tianyi's tone was gentle and relaxed, and at the same time, his eyes were looking towards the imperial city of the Dalie Dynasty: "The greeting card has arrived, and when the ancient soul blood sacrifice starts, the envoys will also come. "

"I am waiting for you."

After saying this, the talisman paper in Ding Tianyi's hand gradually disappeared and turned into bits and pieces of spiritual light.

The sound transmission was completely cut off, Ding Tianyi snorted coldly, and scattered the light spots that the talisman paper had turned into.

Although the man he was talking to belonged to Yumeng Tianzun, no matter in terms of qualifications or realm, the other party was just a fledgling kid in his eyes, but he seemed to be speaking on an equal footing with himself, which made Ding Tianyi especially uncomfortable. Joy.

But after all, this is the meaning of the leader, and he can't say anything more.

"Come on."

Ding Tianyi waved his hand.

All of a sudden, several figures came out together, all bowing their heads and kneeling.

Ding Tianyi slowly got up from the seat, flicked his sleeves lightly, and said in a sharp tone: "Prepare the best carriage, bring all the envoys with you, and arrive at the Dalie Imperial City in two days to meet the Dalie Sage."

"Previously, on the birthday of the Great Martyr, I was unable to send gifts to Lihuo Dynasty."

"Two days later, if you send a big gift to the saint, it will be regarded as making up."

Everyone nodded and responded in unison.

"As ordered!"

After finishing speaking, the shadows dispersed.

Ding Tianyi was the only one left on the top floor of the huge pavilion.

With his hands behind his back and a high position, Ding Tianyi looked around and could see everything under his feet.

His eyes turned to the magnificent Dalie Dynasty in the distance, above that horizon, it looked like a bright and dazzling pearl.

And this pearl...

It's time to go dark, too.

As for the traitor, it is according to what the leader said.

It is enough for those two to follow.

……

……

Knife up.

blood splatter.