Prince Zhaguzong of Lanting felt a sank, and the escaped princess Xi was the wife he was about to marry.

He cared, not because he loved this woman so much. As the prince of the grassland, there were countless women around him, how could he easily lose his heart for a alien monster?

Two years later, it will be the day when the grassland will sacrifice blood for the witch ancestors once in ten years. For the grassland people, this is not just a ceremony, but a good opportunity to obtain the power of the ancestors through blood sacrifice. Every grassland strong man is relying on the blessings of his ancestors to improve himself.

Therefore, the quality of the blood sacrifice is very important; the amount of the sacrifice, the quality of the sacrifice basically determines the amount of strength he gains; Zhagu Zong mistakenly planned to hold a hundred race sacrifice, which means collecting hundreds of different races to achieve the effect of the supreme sacrifice.

The sacrifices have been collected for many years, and the more difficult it is. In the Northern Region, the slightly ordinary races have already been ready to stop working, and only a few are left to make up a hundred. Therefore, this is the scene where he was surprised when he saw the princess. In fact, the grassland people like tall and plump women, so how could they like bean sprouts like Lan Linghua?

If you marry Princess Xi, you are a prairie. It is not normal for you to die a wife in the grassland two years later? Moreover, you have been spared for a month. These days, Zhagu Zong will be awakened by laughter in his dreams.

Now, all ran away?

He looked at Queji. This was the core force of his mission to Hanguo. Among the grassland entourage, Queji is an obstacle that cannot be avoided. The grassland people worship the strong, and there are still many princes left. His father is energetic and adds younger brothers and sisters to him every year, but Master Jindan is limited, so Queji's words are more effective than him.

"The dignity of the grassland cannot be insulted." Queji looked majestic, "Then Yuangu, Beize, Tukulun, you three go and catch those two monsters back."

He turned to Taoist Zhemei again, "I would like to ask fellow Taoist to borrow Zihuan, otherwise I will miss the opportunity and escape into Tianling."

Taoist Zhemei sighed. In this case, it was impossible for him not to borrow. Not only did he borrow, but he also sent his disciples to act like a gesture. So he handed out the ring of the son and ordered the disciples beside him:

"Let's act, make words, make one, you can go there too."

The people in the grassland were anxious and left afterwards. Then, three disciples from Xiaogushan also followed.

Emperor Fu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and was a little worried, "These two monsters escaped. I believe there must be help from monks. I wonder how many masters are sure?"

But Ji smiled proudly, "It's okay, even if there are secret help from monks, the realm is only golden elixir. It's enough to have three warriors in my grassland. The king of the country doesn't have to worry."

He brought several tribes from Han Kingdom, all of whom were good players in the clan, equivalent to the state of central movement and integration, and his combat experience was far from comparable to Taoist Taoists in the Central Plains. At that time, Yu Kulun was the weakest one among them, which was really easy to win.

Emperor Fu Jiang looked at Zhemei again.

Taoist Zhemei nodded slightly. The aura of the Jindan monk in the same city could not be concealed by the perception of the monks in the same realm. In this regard, it was not a good person.

Only then did Emperor Fu Jiang feel relieved. If there were six masters who really took action, they must be able to make it easy. When Princess Xi is captured this time, she needs to be strictly restrained and can no longer be soft-hearted.

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The flying magic weapon was running at lightning, and nearly two hours had passed; the majestic Yunhantianling looked at the sky with a hazy outline, and the two weird faces were becoming more and more excited, and their hometown was close at hand.

But Li Ji, who had been killed for a long time, knew that the most critical moment had arrived. The time he tried his best to grab was at the extreme, and chasing the enemy might appear at any time.

"You come and control the magic weapon." Li Ji pointed at Lan Xi.

"I'll do it?" Lan Xi hesitated. The magic weapon was driven by spirit stones. In theory, there was no problem with her controlling it, but she was always uneasy. This was her disconfidence in herself, and this was the flowers in the greenhouse.

"I'll do it, it's still an hour, I can hold on." Yue Gui said.

Li Ji nodded. If he didn't consider his injuries, of course, Yule, who has a higher level and richer experience, is more suitable.

"Listen to my instructions later, move forward or backward, don't hesitate." Li Ji instructed.

"Yes." Yue Gui Zheng pointed out. He had some experience, and he also realized something when he saw this Taoist so cautiously.

Less than a moment after saying this, three black dots had already been traced in the very far sky behind him; Li Ji's spiritual sense exploration had a limit of only a thousand feet away, but this was a blue sky with cloudless sky. In this case, his eyes could see much further than his spiritual sense, just like black dots more than ten miles away.

After giving the order to Yuegui, Li Ji raised his foot and stepped out of the flying magic weapon, and kept it on the side where the foreign enemies of the magic weapon could not see. He was planning to attack.

War is a treacherous way.

There is no reason why others can fight three against one, but he can't attack?

As for whether the three people who chased him belong to Xiaogushan or the guests on the grassland, you don’t have to think about it. Just look at the physical cultivation characteristics of the three people who chased him, and you also know that they must come from the grassland. When the monks in the Central Plains start to escape, they pay attention to the calm clouds and clear winds and the elegant clothes.

When the two sides were five hundred feet apart, the leader Yuan Gu had seen clearly that there were only two lonely monsters on the magic weapon. He couldn't help but laugh out loudly, and shouted loudly in his half-baked official language:

"You little demon, why don't you stop quickly? It makes grandpa angry, and the boss's fist hits you!"

Li Ji estimated the distance and shouted in a low voice: "Open the screen and rush back!"

Yue Gui's face turned pale and his hands and feet were weak. The strong grassland man who captured him in one round was still fresh in memory of his hideous appearance, but he still restrained his fear. According to Li Ji's words, he opened the protective barrier of the flying magic weapon, and manipulated the magic weapon to turn, and rushed straight to the enemy.

Li Ji is good at hedging. Only at this moment can he feel the stimulation of the flow of blood in his body, the choice of life and death; this is not only a boring hobby, but also a fighting strategy.

Hedging means double the relative speed, half the reaction time, and once you are in a state of distraction, it will be a death-loss ending. It tests the courage, judgment, and calmness of both sides of the battle; the advantage is to establish life and death, which is very suitable for the side with few people in a one-to-many battle.

Hiding behind the magic weapon is for stealing; opening the magic weapon barrier is for confusion; when Yuan Gu saw the other party moving towards him with a dazzling magic weapon barrier, he thought that the two little monsters were going to die with him, so he couldn't help laughing. How could he be afraid of collision when he cultivated the grassland body?

Just as I was about to grasp the magic tricks and make a sign of heaven and earth, I didn't expect that a sting in my head would explode, and a golden light exploded and fell straight from the sky.

Li Ji took nine swords with one breath, and the first sword was used to deal with Yuan Gu who was in charge. The remaining eight swords were greeted on Bi Ze. Yuan Gu's falling body passed by, and he didn't even look at it. The three-color sword lights of gold, green and red locked Bi Ze firmly.

The biggest reliance of physical cultivation in fighting is the Dharma Heaven and Earth. Yuan Gu had this idea in his mind and was attacked by Wufeng before he could implement it. Bie Ze reacted quickly, but he was flooded by the rain of the flying sword before he fully expanded his Dharma image.

In one breath, where could he avoid his huge body completely? Three flying swords hit directly, but Bi Ze fought with his skin and flesh to refine treasures. However, the last sword of the eight flying swords carried a rapid rotation force. It was his body nemesis that was refining like a solid stone. When he drilled in and flew out, he dragged out a blood hole as big as a washbasin mixed with internal organs. The scattered splatter was accompanied by Bi Ze's shrill but unwilling howl.
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