"Vomit, vomit, vomit." Wang Zhong felt a sensation in his stomach, but there was nothing to vomit, so he could only make a sound of dry retching.

The dizziness made him look like a ghost, and it took him a while to recover. The feeling of powerlessness came from his limbs, which made him smile bitterly: "You are so fierce when you see it, right?!"

Yuan Tong rolled his eyes and spread his hands outward, and the meaning he expressed was very obvious: Who made you not believe it?

Wang Zhong put away his wry smile, sorted out his mood, and shook off the remaining image in his head. Then he turned around and asked, "I don't know what you can do if you come here."

Although he spoke respectfully, Wang Zhong did not relax at all because the other party's identity was confirmed, but instead became more vigilant.

Just now, Yuan Tong used the Yin-Yang Dharma Eye, allowing Wang Zhong to personally experience the entire process of burying him for forty years, as well as the fragments dug out by the current old dean, confirming his identity.

It was just the process, so it was a little uncomfortable. When Wang Zhong practiced the seal cutting method for the first time, he slashed away memories of thousands of lifetimes with one sword. The outburst of emotions almost killed him.

Although Yuan Tong's Yin-Yang Dharma Eye is much better, compared to the determination of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword, he only had a memory of Wang Zhong for 40 years, and his method was extremely rough, and it was stuffed into Wang Zhong's mind.

If a person's body is stuffed into something, it will cause the body to be unsuitable for repulsion. What's more, Yuan Tong is so simple and rough that he forced his memory to Wang Zhong?

As a result, Wang Zhong was naturally filled with memories of being forced into it, causing a physical reaction. His brain was almost in shock, and at the same time, a nausea sensation arose. The taste was like drinking ten bowls of thousand-year-old wine.

Yuan Tong didn't care about this. Wang Zhong was just a temporary target for him. Yuan Tong, who always advocated rude and simple, would not care about Wang Zhong's life or death? Just choose another one, as long as the old dean's intentions are not successful.

After understanding Yuan Tong's identity, Wang Zhong made a big alarm in his heart, looking at Yuan Tong's appearance. It seemed like he was a very casual thing when he saw himself. But Wang Zhong's identity made him not feel that this was casual at all.

He even thought that this was the plan of Qiankun Academy, but Wang Zhong did not understand the other party's motives and purpose at all. Although he was vigilant, he did not mention the gathering of energy.

Besides, in front of such a person, it is not much different whether he mentions whether he gathers energy or not. If the other party intends to take his life, the other party has not taken action for at most one breath. Obviously, he still has value in using him.

This is often the reason why things in the world are in a mess. People who like to think like to complicate simple things, while people who don’t like to simplify complex things.

When Wang Zhong met Yuan Tong, he was the one who liked to think and met someone who didn't like to think. Therefore, Wang Zhong mistakenly thought it was a kind of plan, which made people sigh at the unpredictable fate.

Yuan Tong shook his head and did not answer Wang Zhong's question: "Don't panic, before we talk about the serious matters, we should first cook some annoying little bugs."

After saying that, he reached out and waved, and the next moment, the situation changed!

The grass where the two of them were sitting withered in an instant, and the earth seemed to have been lifted up with a green blanket. In an instant, all the grass in the ten miles withered and turned gray and black, and then the wind blew.

This wind came out for no reason, but was so abrupt, so cold and so shocking that wherever we went, sand and stones flew away, and clouds and mist disappeared.

The grass that had just lost its green was lifted up by the strong wind, and the gray-black earth smelled over the tip of the nose. The abandoned soil even made the sky covered!

At the center of all this, Wang Zhong was not hurt at all except for smelling a stream of earthy smell.

This made him secretly shocked. The ubiquitous gale just now even lifted all the soil around him into the sky, but did not damage Wang Zhong at all. This precise control really made it difficult for him to calm down.

This strong wind blew only for a cup of tea. After the strong wind, the soil fell to the ground, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and everything returned to peace. If it weren't for the gray-black mud on the ground and the withered corpses of the animals buried in it, Wang Zhong even thought it was in a dream.

"Yang Lie, the left envoy of the Western Saint Sect, met with his senior. How dare you ask which master of the Grassland Co-Church? "The strong wind dissipated, and a thick male alto came from the west. Wang Zhongxun looked at the voice and saw a middle-aged man holding his fists to Yuan Tong and asking.

This middle-aged man was wearing a blue sky and white sun robe representing the Western Ji Demon Sect, with a red tassel and a white spear inserted beside him, and a green sun crown representing the left envoy of the Demon Sect. His face was respectful and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant. Anyone who saw it would say a kind of polite and polite Demon Sect envoy!

Wang Zhong frowned. In his original plan, the ancient Yinling Army under the seal of the Human Emperor was the main force in the duel against the Red Bahru Alliance. As for the Baling bandits, the three major demon sects, and Prince Lao Shizi of Fuyu Kingdom, they were just cannon fodder. Now it seems that it is not the case at all.

Among the five major demon sects, the Dongji Demon Sect suffered great energy damage due to an incident two hundred years ago. Not only did it sit quietly, but it was already in a state of decline.

Unlike the weakening of the Eastern Divine Demon Sect, the Western Divine Demon Sect gradually grew stronger in the Western Xinjiang, and even their hands and feet were almost stretched to the Middle Earth. The leader of the Demon Sect and the left and right envoys have always acted without separate action. Yang Lie, the left envoy, then the right envoy and the leader are probably not far away.

More importantly, if the Western Ji Demon Cult sends such high-end power to Tianyuan, then the other two major demon cults, the Antarctic Demon Cult and the North Pole Cult must be not far apart.

Even if we include the three major demon sects, the prince's forces of Fuyu Kingdom, and the bandits in Baling, they are probably not the opponent of the Red Basil Alliance.

The individual quality of one army and one guard may not be as strong as these miscellaneous troops. Once a head-on battle is fought, the regular army can crush all miscellaneous troops into powder like crushing an ant colony.

If the three major demon sects did not have such a lineup, it would be easy for the Akabaya coalition to win, but now the three major demon sects have set up such a lineup, obviously looking like they are determined to win.

So it goes without saying that with the attitude of Emperor Huawu, the arrogant, my second, and the third, it must be a battle of thunder and earth.

Even so, Wang Zhong still believed that the Red Basil Alliance would win, and the price he paid was naturally much greater than what Wang Zhong thought before.

At that time, the Red Feather Alliance killed 1,000 enemies and suffered 800 damage to itself. Against the 50,000 army of ancient Yinlings, and an unfathomable wizard Yinling who lived for 100,000 years, and even a group of wizard Yinlings, which may only end up being wiped out by annihilation.

This is not what Wang Zhong wants. Only the Red Bad Alliance and the Yin Ling Army are entangled. Both sides fight for their own interests, and the sky is dark and the earth is dark, so it is the best time for him to win the chestnut from the fire.

If the Red Feather Alliance was destroyed by the Yin Ling Army, then the Wizard would not mind cleaning up some people who had ideas about the seal of the Human Emperor. Wang Zhong knew very well how wide his dream coverage was. By then, Wang Zhongke would be the one who was caught in a jar.

Wang Zhong was frowning and thinking about how to adjust the plan so that the Yinling Army would be weakened to a greater extent when it finally met the Red Bad Alliance, so that he could achieve the effect he wanted.

Yuan Tong didn't look back and sneered: "The fools of the grassland and the sect are equal to me? What is the Western Magic Cult? Let's take care of who I am?"

Yang Lie speculated that Yuan Tong was a grassland and the people of the church, which was a very normal logic, because only the mercantilist and slashing church members on the grassland would be filled with such a deep dead energy when circulating their energy.

Speaking of the Co-education and the Eslide, we must start with the development of martial arts on the grassland.

The development of martial arts in the Central Continent is extremely brilliant. Before the Huawu Empire unified the Central Continent, the grassland that had been fighting with the Central Plains continuously naturally had its own power system development. This power is actually a branch of Qiwu, similar to Yuwu, but it only takes a different path.

Due to its limitations, Qiwu martial arts gradually became replaced by Yuwu five hundred years ago, and the grassland also changed accordingly.

The grassland resources are scarce. If you want to practice imperial martial arts like the Huawu Empire, you are afraid that you will spend all the power of the grassland and you will not come up with a warrior who has reached the first level of imperial martial arts cultivation!

If you are poor, you will change; if you change, you will be able to move. Grassland people cannot follow the path of the Huawu Empire, so they have changed their thinking. Since dead objects can be activated by qi, what about the soul?

Finally, after a period of exploration, although the martial arts on the grassland originated from Qiwu and similar to Yuwu, it went on another path.

Simply put, what makes this martial art different from the Wuwu is that it tends not to be dead objects, but to be yin spirits! The name of this martial art on the grassland is called: Ghost Martial Arts!

The grassland does not have the powerful official power as the Huawu Empire. It puts many martial arts on the front. As long as you have enough resources and contributions, you can buy the martial arts classics you need. Most of the people who master the power of ghost martial arts have a connection and a strong family.

Two hundred years ago, in order to prepare for invasion of the Central Plains, the knowledgeable people on the grassland united and collected all the ghost martial arts from various tribes in exchange, and established the most powerful sect on the grassland at that time, called Hexie Holy Sect.

Later, the grassland invaded the Central Plains for the failure and was defeated by the Huawu Empire to the central holy land of the grassland, and established Jingguan. This sect was also swept away by the Huawu Empire, and then split into two, namely the Co-education and the Separate Sect.

Yang Lie saw that Yuan Tong was full of death energy during the attack, and thought it was a fellow scholar or a slant scholar. Because the people of the Meridians were better at controlling the wind, he mistakenly thought that Yuan Tong was a fellow scholar.

Where did Yuan Tong care about these things? In his eyes, the He Sect didn't even deserve to carry his shoes, and he looked down on the five major demon sects. When it comes to speaking, he was naturally very close to ridicule and belittled.
Chapter completed!