Prince Huai Bi watched the beastmaster warship sailing away from the port, and watched thousands of people gather on the street outside a corner of the palace garden, unable to leave, just to recall the scene of the rising of the ancient god statue.

He suffered a crushing defeat, and was inexplicably defeated.

One hour later, he will officially ascend the throne as king, take over the stormy country of sacrificial power from his father, and become the youngest king of straitors in three thousand years. At the same time, he will announce a general amnesty and release more than 100,000 prisoners of demon clan in batches, first young and middle-aged, then old, weak, women and children, and finally magicians and princes and nobles.

He had to do this, and the sudden appearance of the ancient god statue changed the minds of many people: the casual cultivators remembered the soldiers of the demon army who were sacrificing their own country and sacrificing their own country. Without their help, the battle of Tralang City would have suffered heavy casualties; ordinary residents remembered the physical sacrifice, and the half-demon magic spells were all used as sacrifices, and the ancient gods did not treat them differently when they showed a miracle.

The prince with a penis is well aware of the importance of conforming to the will of the people. At the critical moment of replacing the royal power, the will of the people is even more important. He must make an attitude of adhering to the will of God to show that he is the new king recognized by the ancient gods.

He stood on the high building until the beastmaster warship disappeared from sight and turned around, "You and I understand the truth."

Hong Futian stood at the other window, looking at the situation in the city, and then turned around, "The truth?"

"The ancient statue of the god is a spell cast by the Spirit King."

Hong Futian smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Your Highness... No, Your Majesty's talisman master has conducted a detailed inspection and found no signs of magic."

"This can only prove that the Spirit King's spell is very powerful." Prince Huaibi accepted the title of "Your Majesty" calmly and frowned. "But I don't understand. The Spirit King showed his divine power and took this trouble to let me release the demon captives. What is her purpose? As long as she raised her arms and shouted, half of the humans and demons were willing to follow her to fight, but she did not make any request, but just took away the statue of the Black Jade."

"Didn't the Spirit King mention the conditions? She said it very clearly that everyone, every demon, and every force must fight for their own survival. If Talang Kingdom wants to survive, it cannot defend here, and it must do something."

"We must go north to expel the demon army of Tu and Lu, and then join the army of the Holy Talisman Dynasty." Prince Huaibi felt puzzled by this matter, "The Spirit King doesn't need to tell me these things in person. Master Hong should be very clear that this was originally the plan of the Land Kingdom."

"She probably wanted to tell His Majesty: Trampling on the Lang Kingdom is not alone."

Prince Huai Bi raised his head proudly, "Even if the Holy Talisman Dynasty will perish tomorrow, and even if the entire human world is only left with the Land of the Wave, I will not surrender to the demons again. I am ready to die in battle."

Prince Huai Bi had the impulse and recklessness of young people, and the persistence and pride of young people. Hong Futian bowed to him, "It was because of this that the monks in the world came to join the country of Talang."

Prince Huaibi walked towards the door. The throne-passing ceremony was about to begin. He had to prepare in advance. "What is the Spirit King looking forward to these released demon races doing? Will he launch a violence in the country of sacrificial life?"

"I'm just guessing." Hong Futian followed behind. He would accept the enthronement of the new king on behalf of thousands of casual cultivators and establish a famous and well-off army of monks. "The demon clan of the Talang Kingdom almost died in the physical sacrifice. He would feel that he was betrayed by the sacrifice king. And they should cooperate with the casual cultivators inside and outside, and betray the sacrifice king. Therefore, the problem should be left to the sacrifice kingdom to solve."

Prince Huai Bi is still not satisfied. He does not like being forced to change his mind, nor does he like vague plans. "The Spirit King will not succeed."

"Um?"

"You know very well what the Spirit King wants to do. She wants to lead the beast master to attack Wangshan. This is very brave, but it is also a sign of despair. I really hope that she can stop the horse and die in the snow. It is meaningless to die in the ice and snow. Please tell the Spirit King that the Land of Waves welcomes any anti-demonic force." The Prince Huai Bi paused and made the greatest concession, "As long as the leader is a human and has good constraints, some demon races in the team can also accept it."

"I will write a letter to convey." Hong Futian smiled, but the other person he admired was another person. Mu Xingqiu matured faster than he expected. The Spirit King actually offended Prince Huaibi, but her departure, especially after showing her strength, made Prince Huaibi feel regretful.

Despite his admiration, Hong Futian still had the same concerns as Prince Huai Bi: Can a team of less than a thousand people be able to break through the blockade and fight to Wangshan with just a group of strange beasts and spirit beasts? As for defeating the demons, it was something that he could not even dare to think about.

"This building can be demolished." Hong Futian said, standing on the road outside the building.

Prince Huaibi looked back and saw that the building was built by Mr. Half-Demon Ma, and it was the tallest building in the city. Although it was destroyed, it has been standing. For a month, he has to climb the tower to look around the distance almost every day.

"Okay, I'll tear it down today." Prince Huaibi strode out of the garden, and groups of talisman masters and casual cultivators followed.

The new king of Talang Kingdom ascended the throne today, starting with the military and civilians of Talang City, and the world will call him the King of Huai Bi.

The moment Prince Huai Bi watched the beastmaster warship disappear, there were also eyes on the ship looking at the city of Tralang.

Yin Buchen's eyes were caressed with tears. Unexpectedly, his words came true. The Spirit King really did not take away any soldiers and soldiers from the Talang Kingdom, and he didn't even get the agreement. He wasted a great opportunity. When the huge ancient statue of the god rose, the entire Talang Kingdom fell to his knees. The Spirit King could make any request.

He could only sigh.

The warship sailed into the open sea, and the beast masters took their spiritual beasts or strange beasts to take off the ship and practiced. The farthest one was a hundred miles away.

The boat suddenly became empty, and Yin Buchen felt more and more uneasy. He looked around and took the initiative to walk to Xiao Hao. She was one of the few people who left behind. After many days of observation, Yin Buchen found that Xiao Hao was the least serious beast-raising master in practicing martial arts. He was busy with some useless things every day: eating, sleeping, washing the turtle shells, chatting, making fun of other people's strange beasts and spirit beasts, and then tried every means to avoid Yang Qingyin, mainly to avoid Mu Xingqiu in Yang Qingyin's Niwan Palace.

"The beast master doesn't seem to be very cautious. Everyone ran out. What if they were attacked?" Yin Bushen said nothing.

"Who said we were not wary? Our spells are different from those of Taoist priests and magicians. The Gan brothers are responsible for this, you just can't understand it." Xiao Hao covered a black cloth on Youliao's eyes and then let it crawl on a bucket. Whenever Youliao fell down, she would reach out to catch it and have a lot of fun.

Youliao still acted like accepting her fate, dared not move, and would not crawl too fast.

Yin Buchen nodded and finally felt a little relieved, "Where are we going next?"

"Fuhai City, I heard that it is the largest port city in the world, bigger than Talang City. Maybe I will see Xiao Qingtao and Xin Youtao there, I miss them very much."

"Then what?"

"Then continue north and go to Xingshan. There will be some repairs. Opposite Xingshan is the place of demons. We land there, fight all the way, and then we will reach Wangshan."

Yin Buchen said ** when he heard the word "Land" and when he heard the word "Wangshan", his legs became weak and he squatted on the deck, "If you can't win, you can't win at all, and it's no different from sending death."

"Why is there no difference? Death is to stretch your neck and let others chop it casually. We... even if we stretch your neck, it is just to bite it. Maybe your neck is hard and it will hurt the demon's knife."

Xiao Hao spoke easily, but Yin Buchen was even more afraid. He hugged his head with both hands and kept sighing.

"By the way, you didn't say that if you left the Land of Talang Kingdom, the Ling King's subordinates were still this ship and seven or eight hundred beast masters. Would you say goodbye? Why haven't you left yet?"

Yin Buchen really wanted to leave. Last night, when the warship was docked at the port, he made up his mind again and again, but every time he walked to the side of the boat, looking at the vast night and the sea, he couldn't help but wonder, what if Dao Zun really creates a miracle?

"I, I'll wait a little longer. The Spirit King is too busy and I can't speak. I have to say goodbye in person."

"Haha, then you can wait."

The bald man flew over from a distance, "I'm asking you two to come over."

"Ah?" Xiao Hao and Yin Buchen were both surprised.

"I'm... training Xiao Youyou." Xiao Hao hopes to avoid it.

"I, I have a stomachache..." Yin Buchen couldn't convince himself that the excuse he had come up with.

The bald man nodded, "I had known you were going to cheat, but I said that in less than a quarter of an hour, I would send the black phoenix over, one claw at one..."

"The Black Phoenix has only one claw." Xiao Hao corrected.

"You can hold one in your mouth." The bald man also reacted quickly.

After plopping, Youliao fell off the bucket lid, and his feet were facing the sky. Xiao Hao grabbed it and flew towards the direction where the bald man came. Yin Buchen was stunned and hurriedly followed.

Yang Qingyin was waiting for them more than ten miles away. She stood on Feixiao's back and was thinking with the black phoenix above her head.

The black phoenix slowly hovered like a sleepwalking, and its body emitted strange light from time to time.

Feixiao was not big, and Xiaohao and Yin Buchen fell a little crowded, so they stood beside each other and waited silently.

With a puff, Mu Xingqiu's true illusion body appeared, and he cast several levels of restrictions casually, which could not only block the gaze of the nearby beast master, but also interfere with Yang Qingyin's cultivation.

"Xiaohao, starting today, I will continue to supervise you to practice the illusion of mind and use it to deal with Bingkui, and you will teach me the method of refining beasts."

"Haha, we are masters and apprentices of each other. Since that's the case, we don't have to be so harsh, right?" Xiao Haomei smiled.

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, "Anyway, I will only supervise you more strictly. How do you supervise me, please do whatever you want."

"Ah? I won't suffer any loss in vain... How much do I have to practice? Give me a goal."

"At least one thought of the might of a thousand enemies will be moved."

Xiao Hao looked worried and began to calculate how much time it would take to do nothing.

Mu Xingqiu turned to Yin Buchen, "How are you practicing your natural Tao spells?"

"Actually...I...I'm thinking..." Yin Buchen wanted to say goodbye, but he couldn't say anything.

"You must be able to resolve spells within a hundred miles, so that the beast master can fight the demons." Mu Xingqiu directly gave the goal.

"Do you really want to start a war with the demons?" Yin Buchen sat on the turtle shell with his butt, and he didn't expect that he would also contribute to the war.

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