Chapter 510: The entire army was destroyed!

Black clouds roll and wildfires burn.

There are no white horses in the White Horse Plain, but only dead bodies.

The broken limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. Blood spread, and even melted the deep ice and snow on the ground.

The scattered war horses ran and neighed, and some were dragging half of their master's body or an arm toward the distance.

The battle is coming to an end. When the Qilin Army's spear formation was cut by those guys with colorful feathers and ghost faces with ghost faces, the individual combat power of the Ghost Dance Legion began to gain the upper hand. They controlled the war horses, waved the swords, and slashed left and right, and the Qilin Army was killed and injured. No one could be their opponent.

At the same time, Song Lang's body also lay there straight.

Because the attack slashed too fast and the energy was too cold, the wound was condensed by the true energy, and even blood was difficult to flow out.

When the true energy that sealed the wound dissipated, blood began to eject.

Soon, Song Lang's body was stained with blood and was then soaked in it.

The direct lineman of the Song family and the commander of the Qilin Army were killed by General Bai Yu using the magic sound flute to transform into a knife and killing it.

Ying Wuyou, the Mauryan Dynasty master holding a scepter of bones and wearing a thorny tree crown, walked over and looked at Song Lang lying in his blood nest and said softly: "Although this son does not have the name of a prince, he has the reality of a prince. It is inappropriate to kill him."

General Bai Yu bowed deeply to Ying Wuyu and said in a gentle voice: "Thank you, Grandpa, for helping me, otherwise, I'm afraid my friend will be killed by them at this time."

"Silly kid, family, why are you still polite to me?" Ying Wuyu said with a pity.

"Second Grandpa, will kill this person cause trouble for the empire?"

"There are some troubles." Ying Wuyou said. "As I said just now, the Song family is actually the ruler of the West Wind Empire. The Song family is also a royal family, and it is the first family that can determine the direction of the empire. For thousands of years, in order to maintain the balance of the Shenzhou continent, the three powerful countries of the Mauryan Dynasty, the West Wind Empire and the Dawu Empire will not form a feud easily. Because once two parties form a life-and-death hatred, it may lead to cooperation between the two families, and one of them will be swallowed up by them. If you kill Song Lang, it may stimulate the Song family and lead to an alliance between the West Wind Empire and the Dawu Empire - in that case, even if the long sword of the Mauryan Dynasty is too sharp, it will be difficult to go to war with the West Wind and Dawu countries at the same time-"

"But, this person is really hateful. Not killing is not enough to calm my hatred." General Bai Yu said with an indignant look on his face.

"I understand." Ying Wuyu looked calm and said softly: "Whatever you want to do, just do it. Your father once said that your business is a state affairs. It's just a killing of someone, so what can you do?"

"Second Grandpa--"

Ying Wuyou waved his hand and said with a smile: "With the Ghost Dance Legion guarding you, I believe you are safe and worry-free. I will take the lead. If you have something to do, you should go back early. Don't worry your father and mother."

"Yes, the second grandfather." Qiandu also knew that the second grandfather had a special identity. He was the national teacher of the Mauryan Dynasty and the national religion. It can be said that he was the Dinghai Shenjian of the Mauryan Dynasty and could not stay outside for too long.

"Go and visit your friends." Ying Wuyou looked in the direction where Li Muyang was, and said in consolation: "Everything has cause and effect, remember not to force it. It is very stupid to bind the original heart."

"The Qiandu will definitely keep it in mind."

Ying Wuyou nodded again, his body gradually faded, and then turned into a ray of light and shadow and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

Qiandu walked towards the direction where Li Muyang was, and the fat man Gongshuyuan stepped forward to intercept him.

After thinking about it, I gave in and gave in.

He looked at the grimace mask on Qiandu's face and asked, "Are you Li Muyang's friend?"

"yes."

"I didn't expect that Li Muyang would do anything else, but he had good skills in making friends. He actually had friends like you and me." The fat man Gongshuyuan said with a smile on his face.

Song Lang was killed in battle, the Qilin Army was destroyed, and the crisis of his own group of fugitives was lifted.

Gongshuyuan feels like he is resurrected from the dead.

I originally thought I had reached a dead end, but I didn't expect that the arrival of the two powerful figures, Ying Wuyou, the national teacher of the Mauryan Dynasty, Ying Qiandu, and the princess of the Mauryan Dynasty.

Qiandu looked at the fat man Gongshuyuan and asked, "How is his current situation?"

"Not optimistic," said the fat man.

Qiandu walked to Li Muyang, took off the mask of grimace on his face, revealing her dignified and beautiful face.

The fat man was amazed by it, and looked fascinated and murmured: "This ghost-faced princess is not like a ghost at all. She is simply a goddess descending to earth and a celestial fairy."

Qiandu squatted down, reached out to touch Li Muyang's pale cheeks, and called softly: "Student Muyang, we are meeting again."—

Qingxin Valley, Meihuatan.

Qingxin Valley is the private territory of the Song family. Some important figures in the family will choose to fast and practice here in order to seek peace of mind.

Meihuatan is the favorite place of Song Gudu, an old god in the Song family. It uses warm water as soup and natural stone marrow as medicine. It has the effect of relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation, increasing energy and washing the mind. Every soaking can remove the fatigue of one day of practice and face new challenges with the fullest mental state again.

Long-term soaking can also strengthen the body and prolong life.

This is why the wealthy families are more likely to produce genius warriors, because these powerful forces can not only monopolize the practice of cultivation, but also occupy the world's genius treasures, Lingshan and Treasures.

The most powerful kung fu that a child from a poor family has ever seen in his life is to "fight a cow across the mountain". He doesn't even know that the door of cultivation will open there, so where can he have the chance to become a strong man in the starry sky?

Song Gu was wearing a snow-white long gown, and most of his body was soaked in the soup spring.

Smoke is shrouded and springs are jingling.

There is heavy snow all over the sky and surrounded by cold plums, and it looks like a cave of gods.

Song Gudu sat upright in the pool water, his eyes closed, his hands pinching seals, a small red ball shining above his head, and a ray of white light was placed on his body.

Snap-

There was a sound of snow falling.

Song Gudu opened his eyes and saw Song Tao standing in front of him with an apology.

"The grandson was reckless and disturbed grandpa's cultivation." Song Tao bowed and apologized. The important figures in the family already knew about the old man's injury and were temporarily blocked from the outside world. However, it is impossible to hide the eyes and ears of those who are interested.

Song Tao originally wanted to wait until his grandfather's treatment was over before he could say hello, but he did not expect that due to his arrival, a snow ball pressed on the cold plum tree on the branch fell, awakening his grandfather who was closing his eyes and practicing.

"It's not intrusive." Song Gudu said expressionlessly. He looked as determined and calm as usual, without any discomfort.

"Yes." Song Tao lowered his head and said. "The sky has been clean and clean. All the loyalists and minions who are loyal to the Lu family have been captured in one go. The fierce resistance of the whole family was executed, and more were imprisoned in the water prison. Some of them were cut off by themselves before they were found--"

Song Gudu didn't say a word, as if he didn't listen to these words in his ears.

He doesn't care about these things, nor does he care about them.

He only needs results.

What is the result?

The result is a heart.

For those of you, what you want is to be as good as you wish.

When he reaches his current status and realm, what is he most eager for?

It is to gain greater power, and it is to live and die forever.

Why do we have to spend time and energy on these common things of fighting for power and profit?

Because of a bad mood.

He knew that if he didn't take action in time, waiting for Lu Xingkong and the emperor to prepare for a few more years, he might really have the possibility of pulling their Song family down from the altar and capturing them all in one go.

Things are full of uncertainty.

The reason why he took action in time was because he was already desperate about his breakthrough.

If he cannot break through this situation, his life will come to an end. The oil lamp will be exhausted, and he may never be ignited again. Even this cold winter cannot be overcome.

Haven't there been rumors that Song Gudu is about to die and the empire will lose his eyes?

When I die, who can check and balance the Luxing Kong, which has the imperial decree behind his military power?

He was ready to die, so he had only been preparing for several years and prepared a drama of killing the king and usurping the throne.

But unexpectedly, influenced and inspired by Li Muyang's breakthrough realm, he actually stepped through the starry sky at the most critical moment and entered the realm of divine travel.

In this way, his life span will continue again, and he will have more time to practice and opportunities to break through the wall.

However, at that time, everything was ready, and the variable Li Muyang was constantly intensifying the contradictions, and the arrow was on the string, so he had to fire it.

When the situation is broken, the mind is smooth.

I believe that the descendants and forces dependent on the Song family can handle other things perfectly.

"The Cui family has been very disturbed. They made great efforts to clean up this time and killed a lot of people. Now they have begun to install their own people in some important departments." Song Tao, regardless of whether his grandfather heard it or not, was the purpose of his coming to let his grandfather know these things.

He cares whether it is not important, but he has to understand that he makes trade-offs and choices at critical moments. This is the responsibility of the head of the family.

Song Gudu still closed his eyes and rested without being moved.

The one from the Cui family is a smart man. He knows what should be taken and what should not be taken. Even if the Song family doesn't say a word, he will hold the largest piece of fat meat in his hands and send it to the Song family's bowl. There is no need for him to worry about these things.

"Song Lang——"

Song Gudu opened his eyes.

His eyes are sharp and deep, like the deep pool of autumn.

"What happened to Song Lang?"

"Beheaded by Ying Qiandu of the Mauryan Dynasty." Song Tao said in a sad voice. "The Qilin Army was destroyed."
Chapter completed!