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　　 Yellow City.

　　 Uyan Khan Sukhbaru was in his forties, and it was when he was young and strong.

　　 At this time, under the protection of many generals, followed by the Huyan clan, Meng Ge, Qi Muge and other Huyan clan, came to the highest Temple of Heaven in the center of Huangcheng.

Around the square below 　　, a large number of prairie soldiers gathered, almost three steps one post, five steps one post.

　　 It's not so bad!

　　 In this ‘Moonlight Night, Top of the Black Mountain’ duel, the high priest of Uyenbu took away a large number of wizards and shamans, and the Khan also asked Battelle to take away a Wanqi Fengshan.

　　 Now, what he has to consider is that the other party turns to attack him.

　　 Fortunately, there are a large number of leading generals with personal guards, and there is no major problem at the moment.

　　 Above the square, a huge bonfire with a height of several people had already been lit, and the bright flames shot straight into the sky.

　　 "My people, cheer!"

　　 Seeing that the crowd below has gathered, Sukhbaru stepped forward and raised his right hand wearing a ruby ​​ring: "Cheers for the glory of our Wuyanbe!"

　　In a short time, the crowd was noisy, and the level of excitement reached its peak.

　　 Sukhbaru, who retreated, changed his face and suddenly looked up.

　　 I only saw the sky where the stars and the moon had gathered, but I don't know when it was already dark.

　　 After a while, the big raindrops fell.

　　 Under the pouring rain, the herders on the square quickly dispersed, leaving a mess, and even the bonfire was quickly extinguished.

　　 The surrounding area gradually fell into darkness, and the slaves and herders panicked and shouted: "The ancestor spirit is angry!"

　　 "The sacred festival is disturbed! The ancestor spirits no longer guard us!"

　　……

　　 "Damn it, Timur, you take people down, and immediately suppress those who say this!"

　　 After hearing this, Sukhbaru became furious.

　　 For the ruler, this kind of questioning authority based on the ancestor spirit of the gods and ghosts is undoubtedly a violation of Ni Lin.

　　 "Dear Khan, your will is my mission!"

　　 Timur and Batel also called the double eagle under the Uyen Khan’s tent, a strong middle-aged man with a dark red scar on his face, and he went down immediately after hearing the words.

　　 After a while, there were screams from below, and no more similar words came out.

　　 "Let's go, let's get back to the golden account!"

　　 Sukhbaru shook his head, and said to Kai and his two children: "There are still a group of noble chiefs who need to be comforted and intimidated..."

　　 At this point, his eyes couldn't help turning to the direction of Yanzhi Mountain.

　　I don’t know where the high priest is, but everything goes well?

　　 Even if he is the king of the grassland, he must be worried about this peak war in the world!

　　……

　　 The top of the Black Mountain.

　　 The wind is like gathering, the rain is like anger.

　　 The high priest of the Uyan Department, as a figure who has taken home once, is close to two hundred years old, but his appearance is the image of a fifty-something old man on the grassland.

　　 He is tall and tough, with knife-like wrinkles on his face, wearing a robe, without a piece of decoration, but his waist is very straight.

　　Especially, it is obviously windy and heavy rain, but within 30 feet of him, all rainwater is automatically avoided, forming a spherical vacuum zone, even the ground is very dry.

　　 "Zhengyang Taoist, you are here!"

　　 The high priest looked up and stared at the dark clouds.

　　 Amidst the wind and rain, a figure emerged, standing in the sky, with a crown of feathers, a crown of stars, and a bone of fairy wind. Every silk shirt and skin was very real, and it was completely invisible that it was transformed by the soul.

　　 At this time, the Zhengyang Taoist master replied with a voice that was as clear as a snow spring in the Tianshan Mountains without the slightest emotion: "Wu Qi, your cultivation is not easy, why bother to pay for the Wuyan Bu..."

　　 "Haha..."

　　 The high priest of Wuqi laughed wildly: "Ming Yuan, when I was talking to your master, you were not born yet!"

　　 "One yuan resumes, Vientiane is renewed, Taoist is not constant!" Zhengyang Taoist master shook his head: "As a senior, you have lived for two hundred years in vain, and you can't even touch the thunder..."

　　 "Thunder Tribulation is indestructible..." The high priest's expression changed: "Did you reach that state? No... No... You must not be indestructible from Thunder Tribulation!"

　　 "But I have seen that door..." Zhengyang Taoist said softly: "Fulongting is a big defeat, if I can help Beiyan to join the grassland, it will be almost the same..."

"You lunatic, after invading the grassland, do you want to go south?" You can see through this, and the high priest Wuqi immediately retorted: "In a corner of the north, fighting against many powerful countries in the Central Plains, even if it is like a fish in the water, there is no need for the desolate evening scene. How can the wolves on the grassland adapt to the southern land?"

　　 "You really... don't understand anything!"

　　 Zhengyang Taoist Master heard this, but a sneerful smile appeared on his face, making the high priest Wuqi feel empty.

　　 The next moment, the storm is overwhelming!

　　……

　　 "Tsk tsk...Is this a fight?"

　　 Duan Yu held an ordinary oil-paper umbrella and looked at the sky.

　　 At this time, the dark clouds in the sky showed a strange situation, with vortexes constantly emerging, as if they were being pulled by two opposing forces.

　　 Even, sometimes the dark clouds will be torn apart, revealing the originally clear night sky, as well as the starlight and moonlight.

　　 "These are two masters of heavenly masters, each displaying their ability to call the wind and call the rain, and compete..."

　　 Duan Yu was amazed in his heart, such a master, perhaps can be nicknamed ‘celestial phenomena’.

　　 can change the sky, what a terrifying force is this?

　　 "It's just... if there is no accident, the high priest will be defeated!"

　　 This is a very normal thing. If it weren’t for more than 90% certainty, why did Zhengyang Dao Master come here?

　　 He watched and waited quietly.

　　 After about three cups of tea, dark clouds were seen in the sky, completely concealing the moon's brilliance, and the darkness was shrouded in darkness, with no fingers in sight.

　　 While on the top of the Black Mountain, there was a wolf howl suddenly!

　　 This wolf howl is desolate and old, like an old wolf king facing a new challenger, even though he was wounded in many places, he showed his fangs.

　　The ominous meaning in it makes many people who understand it jump in their hearts.

　　……

　　 The top of the Black Mountain.

　　 The appearance of the High Priest Wuqi changed drastically. He took off his robe and revealed a skinny torso. Two rows of ribs were clearly visible. A fierce wolf head was tattooed on his chest, and he opened his mouth to eat.

　　 In a howl, there were a lot of echoes in the void, like a wolf king going out on a patrol, ten thousand wolves follow, one after another, the wolf souls emerge, converging into a vast torrent, rushing to the sky.

This is the magical power of the "Wan Wolf Xiaoyue" that the High Priest Wuqi relied on to become famous. The practice method is extremely simple. You only need to continue to kill strong wolves and obtain wolf souls. Generally speaking, five or six wolf souls are considered small. It's just that the power is very average, and it's easy to be restrained by various breaths.

　　 But the High Priest Wuqi is different! He has great perseverance, and every wolf soul he refines is at least the level of a fierce beast, and he also collected a lot of wolf spirits.

　　Especially a few of the main souls, people stand up, full of wisdom, and they are not inferior to the great masters of Yushen Yuqi.

　　 The savings of a generation of priests for nearly two hundred years are really not trivial!

　　 It's a pity that even this kind of divine passage method is a chicken and dog in front of Zhengyang Taoist master.

　　 He gave a clear smile, supported the star crown with his left hand, and there seemed to be a round of rising sun on his body. Pressing with his right hand, he surged down with a strong force.

　　 No matter how the wolves storm and howl, they will stand firm like a rock under a huge wave.

　　Even, a large number of wolf souls were continuously melted, and there were only a few hundred demon souls left in an instant. Even the three main souls screamed again and again, afraid to step forward.

　　 "Impossible...How long have you been cultivating the Tao? And you haven't broken through the thundering robbery, why..."

　　 The high priest of Wuqi was unbelievable, gritted his teeth again and stretched out his hand.

　　 In the direction of Huangcheng, Sukhbaru's expression changed. He opened his mouth several times, but still did not say anything.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Immediately, a black gas flew up from the yellow city, was held by the high priest Wuqi, and threw it into the pack of wolves.

　　 A large number of elite demon souls bite each other, and finally even the main soul was thrown in, turning into a black wolf head like a small mountain, opening the mouth of the blood basin, wanting to swallow Dao Master Zhengyang.

　　 "You are not afraid of the backlash of the host when you use Wuyan Dragon Qi?"

　　 Zhengyang Taoist master shook his head slightly, and moved his hands forward.

　　Hoho!

　　 There was a dragon roar suddenly in the void, shaking the fields, and there was a vague black dragon's shadow flashing.

　　 The huge wolf head dispersed at once, turned into black air, and was continuously dissolved.

　　 "Sure enough... the status of a national teacher?!" When the high priest Wuqi saw this scene, the corner of his mouth showed a wry smile.

　　Although he was the high priest of the Wuyan tribe and his status was equivalent to that of the national teacher, after all, the Wuyan tribe was not as powerful and complete as the Beiyan country. UU reading www. Uukanshu.com claims to be a king's system, so it is naturally unable to condense the orthodox kingly spirit, only the shape of a wolf.

　　 This wave of confrontation is not only the defeat of his cultivation, but also a direct manifestation of the gap in national strength between the two sides.

　　 "You lost!"

　　 Zhengyang Taoist Yuanshen whereabouts, still said in that pure voice.

　　 "Yes... I lost!"

　　 The high priest of Wuqi looked miserable, his hair turned white in a flash, and his whole body seemed to be several decades old suddenly.

　　……

　　 "The black wolf has fallen, the black dragon is rising, it's not good!"

　　 Around Black Mountain, a large number of priests and shamans saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, their faces sank like water, and they began to kill the animals and even the slaves in their hands for the blood sacrifice, chanting mysterious spells.

　　 Not only that, a large number of lurking manpower, like cows, ghosts, and snakes, popped up from everywhere: "Rescue the high priest, besieged that person!"

　　In an instant, the whole Black Mountain was in a commotion, and a little bit of faint fire emerged from everywhere, turning into a grassland figure.

　　 Among them are not only the generals leading the army, but also the khan fighting all directions.

　　 They stood solemnly, gathered into a group of figures, standing behind the high priest Wuqi.

"Previous generations of Wuyan khan, and civil servants and generals..." Zhengyang Taoist watched this scene, but did not immediately act: "You ordered your subordinates to sacrifice blood to the dragon veins and dragon tombs of the Huyan clan of Yanzhi Mountain, borrowing the spirit of the ancestors, Have you ever thought about the consequences...Although you are also a member of the royal family, you must first draw dragon energy and then invite ancestral spirits. Once all of them fall, the overthrow of Wuyan will be tonight!"

　　 "If you lose tonight, what's the point of lingering on?"

　　 The high priest of Wuqi gritted his teeth, began to twist his body, and danced the spirit dance of the grassland shaman.

　　 Those illusory figures came back to life in an instant, as if they had walked out of history, killing them towards Zhengyang Dao Master.