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Chapter four hundred and fifty seventh hidden crisis

North, Zhaozhou!

Bazhou, Hebei, is located in the north, close to the grassland.

Among them, Zhaozhou and Youzhou have the widest region, and the Hu tribes are the most occupied and are deeply invaded by the Hu people.

The howling northwest wind blew ragingly.

A whimpering sound occurred between heaven and earth, like a baby's crying.

The weeds keep rising and falling with the wind, and the endless grasslands cannot see the end.

Du Beixiao's body, brown animal skin wrapped around his body, his chest and other parts were exposed, and scars were covered with bronze skin.

The scars intertwined, like centipedes, filled with hideous terror.

The long black hair has been cut off, and it is as smooth as a monk. Its appearance has not changed, but its temperament has been different by 100,800 miles. Even if an acquaintance stands in front of Du Beixiao, he cannot imagine that he is the Zhao Hou who is in the world.

The profound demonic energy spread from Du Beixiao's body, and the waves of demonic flames rose like a flame, sweeping across all directions.

Heavy steps came out, and the magician was expressionless and gloomy, and slowly walked to the back of Du Beixiao. An invisible barrier came out, and the magic flames that kept sweeping over automatically began to avoid it. Standing beside Du Beixiao, the magician looked deep and stared forward.

There is a vast area in front of us, with lush and green grass, and at first glance, it is endless.

It is like a sea composed of green weeds, boundless. As the wind blows continuously, it begins to sway left and right, like waves, rolling wave after wave.

The magic mouse held a straw in his mouth, a sword hung around his waist, pressing the straw hat above his head, with a very solemn expression and a solemn tone: "The seal is broken, and it is not time yet. If it is forced to break it, it will inevitably cause the seal to retaliate."

"This is not a good thing. The spiritual energy in the northern grassland will tilt out and flow into China, and the two will be completely connected."

"The grassland loses its transcendent status and will be scattered by the world of heaven and earth, and will begin to absorb spiritual energy continuously, which will be the same as today's China."

"Wait a little longer, the seal will be broken and will not cause backlash. It will be completely connected to Shenzhou. When the Khan goes south, Shenzhou will absolutely be unable to resist."

Du Beixiao said in a gentle expression and calm tone: "The general trend of China is changing too fast. The battle between Xia Fang and the King of Chu was thought to last for a year or two, but he never thought that the Nine Emperors Palace was so vulnerable."

"Xia Fang was defeated again and was defeated by the King of Chu within the year."

"It is inevitable that the King of Chu will take over the capital. By then, the King of Chu will occupy most of the world and can calmly deal with the Duke of Qi in the East and Yan Yuntian in the North."

"Stay waiting, when the seal is broken, China has been unified."

"There is great potential in China. With the evolution of luck, many talents will emerge. If they have a few more years of growth, they will definitely be a big problem."

The magician showed bitterness and his tone also persuaded the demon rat, saying, "Now the seal is shaking, and it will be broken in one or two years. But if we force ourselves to break it, we will definitely need a blood sacrifice."

"Use blood sacrifice to generate power and start to attack the seal, and then the Khan also attacks inside and outside to break the seal together."

"Blood sacrifices to all people will cause self-improvement, cause trouble, or even sweating heavily, which will also affect sweating and endure the backlash of the broken seal."

Du Beixiao snorted coldly, looked at the magician, full of contempt, and said with a sneer: "You have accomplished nothing since you entered China. You are just worried about this and that."

"There is no courage to be the descendants of the white deer who are self-righteous and the courage to run the world."

"What kind of aura is just a matter of the whole country. I, a grassland man, as the descendant of the Cang Wolf and the White Deer, believe in a knife and a sword."

"As long as the seal is broken, my grassland man goes south, and Shenzhou will become our horse farm."

"After conquering Shenzhou, the Khan can open the altar, exhaust the power of the world, forge the twelve demon gods, and defeat the ancient demons."

Seeing what the magician was going to say, Du Beixiao waved his thick arm, and a strong wind came out, directly interrupting the magician's words, and his tone resounded like thunder and said, "You are a magician, not a demon."

"I am not a demon, either."

"We are all descendants of the Cang Wolf and the White Deer, not these ancient demons. You must stick to your original intentions and not take advantage of them."

"After the seal is broken, you and I will go back to the golden tent with me and bathe in the brilliance of the ancestor's magic mirror together."

"Eliminate the possibility of these ancient demons rekindled."

The demon master looked awe-inspiring, and the ancestor demon mirror was the treasure of the great khan. He could trace the roots and reveal the true nature of all beings. No matter whether it was any changes in magical powers or rebirth in the body, he could see through its illusion and point directly to the truth.

It is precisely with the power of this treasure that they were able to take advantage of the momentum since the Dharma-Ending Age, and unscrupulously use the power of the ancient demons.

Don't worry, you will become another person.

He replied in a deep tone: "Okay!"

He looked around and continued to say in a tone: "I want a blood sacrifice, now is the time. Yan Yuntian's army is heading south, and the eight northern states are already empty."

"I have been operating in the north for many years, and your identity as Du Beixiao has never completely wiped out the influence of Zhaozhou."

"You can join forces with the frustrated ones, plus the chess pieces I manage, to plunder the northern population, but if you want a blood sacrifice, these people are not enough."

"If Yan Yuntian returns to the army to help, the population will be plundering up to 300,000 to 400,000. This gap is not small, and the blood sacrifice will be at least one million."

"Although the sealing power is shaky, this seal was taken by the ancient Taoist Buddha. With the Supreme Treasure Seal, if it were not for the end of the Dharma, it would never have been damaged now."

Du Beixiao smiled grimly and said in a cold tone: "It's enough."

"In the past few years, many people in China have died, and many of my grassland children have also died. These resentment and hostility are the sources of power for the blood sacrifice."

"Especially, there are not enough people who plunder China, so I will use my grassland man to get it."

The magician emerged in surprise and said in a high tone: "This?"

Du Beixiao said in an unquestionable tone: "It is their honor to sacrifice his life for the great cause of the Great Khan."

"As long as you break through the seal, the Demon Heaven is truly born, and my grassland man goes south, and China is a lamb to be slaughtered, and you can dominate China."

"The Khan will remember their sacrifices and will not forget their help to the cause."

"Go and do it!"

"Don't have mercy, it's for great cause, and all sacrifices are worth it."

"good!"

Du Beixiao looked at the deceased magician and the devil rat with deep eyes. A strange smile appeared on his solemn expression, and his tone was filled with a low voice: "Canglang, Bai Lu!"
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