An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 143 Playing with fire is the real joy!
There is an emperor as a guarantee.

More than half of Zhang Ke's worries were gone, and the rest was up to him.

Zhang Ke also thought about it.

When the time comes, just close your eyes, don't look or talk nonsense, be a good baby, and quietly take what belongs to you.

As for what position Tang Huang will grant him, Zhang Ke doesn't care much about it now.

Of course, the premise of worrying about this is that he has to destroy the Western Turks, and Zhang Ke must make great contributions.

Just like the last two times, they took the initiative to kill the evil god, killed the demon king who was entrenched on one side, and finally destroyed the entire Western Turkic god system.

Only by destroying his ancestral temple did he have the opportunity to make his C debut.

If it is still the same as before, follow the army to clean up the mess.

There is no shortage of credit for him, but at that time, it is obvious that an imperial decree will be able to send him away, and he may not still be able to hold the authority of the current site by then.

The land of the Western Regions, although it deviates from the Central Plains.

But when it comes to the Silk Road and the road to the Western Expedition, the importance is unquestionable, and there must always be God to share some authority.

And it's not that our Tang Dynasty is immoral, it's because you don't have enough credit!
While playing with the missionary in his hand, Dijun said meaningfully: "There is no time for ambiguity in this world.

If you can't be like the sun, the light is so dazzling that people can't look directly at it.

Then you have to abide by some rules and be bound by some constraints.

So, the road is just under your feet, you can choose whatever you want, I will only stay at the border for one day at most.”

This is a multiple-choice question, and Zhang Ke is the one who makes the choice, but the result is two-way.

Dijun, although he values ​​Zhang Ke, some things need to go both ways. It is not impossible to shave his head and pick a hot head, but he is not generous enough to raise cubs for others.

After explaining the pros and cons to Zhang Ke, the emperor left the mountain with the missionary.

Leave him here alone to think.

It didn't take long, not even an hour passed.

Following a violent tremor on the ground, a huge body stood up from the mountains.

The extremely quiet mountain forest, which had been intimidated by the aura of the gods, became even more deadly still as he stood up.

Those monsters hiding in the cave, even if their whole bodies were shaking like chaff, they didn't dare to scream.

This is not only due to Zhang Ke's ferocious aura, but also due to his previous style.

This time without the monk's bushing, he accepted all the monsters in the demon king's cave, except for a few who were hopeless.

As for the crap.

He didn't need and couldn't keep his resources, right? Naturally, he killed them all and threw them into the beast-eared bronze tripod for alchemy.

The old pills that were eliminated were distributed to these little monsters to buy people's hearts.

Where have these little monsters seen such a scene?

After trying the effect of the elixir and getting a bunch of promises, they immediately forgot about the tragic death of the king and his companions, and became Zhang Ke's loyal licking monsters.

Therefore, even though Zhang Ke's figure gradually faded away, these little monsters did not flee in a herd.

It is inevitable to leave some, but most of them are honestly hiding in the cave, digesting the elixir quickly, and praying for Zhang Ke at the same time.

Different from last time.

Without the huge loss when the God Seal was moved, the evil gods had insufficient knowledge of Zhang Ke's strength.

After confirming that Zhang Ke left the protection of the emperor and took the initiative to set foot on the territory of the Western Turks, almost instantly, there were several ripples around him, and each crack opened directly, and a large number of evil gods flew out from it.

While roaring and cursing trash talk, attacking and sneak attacking are equally important.

His hero, my enemy—the Western Turks where they live and the Tang Dynasty represented by Zhang Ke are life and death enemies. Naturally, it is convenient.

Zhang Ke agrees.

The best way to deal with crowd tactics is to use water and fire.

Unfortunately, there is a shortage of water in the Western Regions.

Unless the continuous heavy rain has been brewed for several days in advance, it is not only difficult to start a flood out of thin air, but also the loss is even more terrifying. The water will be used to irrigate the ground after a short distance.

Far less convenient than setting fire to it.

"call--"

With the whistling of the wind, dozens of huge scorching fireballs fell from the sky and hit the ground.

At the same time as the ground was smashed into deep pits, the fire seeds in the fireball also collapsed everywhere, and the finger-thin flames fell on the ground and quickly took root and spread.

In the blink of an eye, the scattered flames were connected together, forming a raging sea of ​​flames.

Hundreds of evil gods danced in the waves of flames.

While their bodies and souls were being burned, the authority in their bodies was also smelted by the fire, transformed into small seals of different colors, and flew towards Zhang Ke unsteadily.

After the last time I made a mistake and integrated the authority into the ground, these authorities were integrated with the local ground, and it took Zhang Ke several days to unravel.

In order to prevent repeating the same mistakes.

Simply, this time he charged directly.

Seeing this, many evil gods who could resist the real fire and rush towards Zhang Ke hurriedly rose into the air, competing with Zhang Ke for these separated powers.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ke brandished the Immortal Binding Rope, and while gathering the seal of authority, he also whipped the evil gods who robbed him of his authority.

Although the evil god who was bound by the binding fairy rope fell into Zhang Ke's hands and was crushed into a puddle of meat.

But still failed to stop them.

After all, this is a ready-made authority that has been refined by their companions. To them, these authorities are almost equivalent to chewed food.

If you eat it, you can digest it and become stronger.

With such temptations in front of them, who can control the greed in their hearts.

In comparison, how many can Zhang Ke kill at a time?
What's more, those evil gods captured by him are not completely defenseless. Those who can avoid being directly burned to death by the real fire of Samadhi are somewhat capable. some time.

Taking advantage of this time, most of the evil gods grabbed and ran away.

After digesting this extra authority, I will avenge my companions in the future!

There were also a few greedy guys who couldn't satisfy their greed with three or five shares. Finally, when the targets were reduced, Zhang Ke pulled them in front of them, held their legs and pressed them against the nearby mountain peak and gave them a hard pounding.

"Boom boom-"

For a while, there was a huge roar in the sea of ​​flames.

The sea of ​​flames that stretched for thousands of miles not only caused heavy casualties in the escape route of the evil gods, but also blocked the soldiers from both sides who tried to join the war.

Now that the shot has been decided, it is naturally impossible for Zhang Ke to be a foil.

His final approach was more decisive than Dijun thought.

The cavalry of the Western Turks were isolated from the sea of ​​fire and waited anxiously. Tang Jun could only stare blankly. Some of the sea of ​​fire was only a few tens of meters thin, and the two sides could even face each other across the fire.

Looking at the head and credits so close at hand, the general of the Tang Army gritted his teeth with hatred.

But in the face of this melting sea of ​​gold and iron, they can only urge the Taoist priests to burn incense and send messages over and over again, trying to establish contact with this person.

Eat alone, right?
Believe it or not, I went to Xiyue Temple to report on you!

Complaining in their hearts, then they heard the Taoist priests, the emperor's reminder that it's all right!

You have a boss to control the place, you are awesome!

Holding the same idea is the Manichaeism Buddha, as well as some other powerful old monsters.

They looked at the looming figure in the clouds, and the icy gaze that glanced at them, and they felt a chill in their hearts.

The premise of being cold-hearted is that people only want to hit your neighbor.

But looking at the situation now, it seems that not only the Western Turks, but almost anyone who dares to jump out will be beaten.
Just think twice.

For a Western Turk, is it worth taking the risk of yourself?
The result is negative.

No one wanted to be the young bird who was beaten to death, so after some restlessness, these floating auras lurked again.

And without anyone intervening, Zhang Ke's side is also coming to an end.

After crushing to death those evil gods who dared to compete with him for power, the power that was precipitated from the corpses and the seals suspended in the sea of ​​flames all gathered towards him.

Like a tired bird returning to the forest, throw yourself into his divine seal.

Feeling the filling in the divine seal, Zhang Ke really wanted to sit down and melt and integrate.

But after thinking about it, he didn't do it in the end. He was very clear about the priorities of the matter.

Smelting authority is not the first choice.

over time.

These outsiders will be assimilated by the authority in the seal of God.

At present, what is more important to him is to clean up the ancestral temple sages and worshiped gods of Western Turks while the emperor is by his side.

Swallow all the land of the Western Regions, forge authority, and only after being promoted can one alone resist the threat from the Middle Earth.

Otherwise, when the emperor leaves, when will he suffer.

He looked up at the sky, it was dusk, and half of the day the emperor had set for him had passed.

So Zhang Ke didn't stay any longer.

While urging Shenyin to mobilize more mana, Zhang Ke drove the sea of ​​fire under his feet to move forward.

Seeing the sea of ​​flames expanding again, the Turkic cavalry and the wizard fled back subconsciously.

So many gods in my family were killed, and they didn't even leave a handful of ashes. Their mortals are no match at all.

But none of the evil gods could run across the sea of ​​flames, so how could four-legged horses be able to compare with the speed at which the flames spread.

It didn't take long for the first batch of slow cavalry to be engulfed in flames.

Feeling the scorching heat of their bodies, these cavalry roared and screamed, but soon they found that although they were in the sea of ​​flames, there was no sign of being ignited.

Including the horses under him, the clothes on his body, and even the weeds on the ground were only wilted by the high temperature, but they were not ignited by the flames.

It seems that the one who deliberately controlled the flames skipped them.

Of course it's not completely skipped.

At least the wizards who fled with them did not escape unharmed, but were ignited the moment they were overtaken by the flames, turning into a mass of human-shaped torches, which burned briefly and then turned into a mass of ashes, which drifted away with the wind .

　Jiageng give me another day or two, the sequelae of these two days are still serious, woo woo
　　
　
(End of this chapter)