Ruins of Nanyang, 1,200 miles southwest!

Hundreds of barracks were set up, with black and red war flags flying high in the sky.

The tents in the barracks were furnished, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses were making a noise. The fighting spirit was as strong as the real thing, which made the skin and flesh ache.

Between these large camps, the soldiers inside lined up in an orderly manner, like long snakes scurrying back and forth from the barracks. The sound of clanging and powerful swords echoed from countless military tents.

This is the top elite division, and its military appearance is already at the pinnacle of the world. As long as it reaches the realm of [Dharma has Yuanling], it will be able to join the ranks of Tao soldiers.

Master Xun was dressed in black treasure armor and stood beside a cliff in front of the barracks. Several innate generals were waiting around the cliff as personal soldiers.

He looked into the distance with a calm expression and whispered to himself: "Nanyang... there is great terror!"

Mr. Xun is a great master of physical sanctification. His spiritual practice is extremely transparent. His Taoist heart is always brushed, like a mirror hanging high, and he has the ability to avoid seeing or hearing danger.

Therefore, the closer he got to Nanyang Yeting, the more restless his mind became.

The ruins of Nanyang on that side seemed like endless dark clouds descending across the sky, with muffled thunder roaring, making Mr. Xun's flawless Taoist heart cast into a layer of gloom and gloom.

Mr. Xun looked solemn, sighed softly, and said: "The so-called great terror...the great opportunity. Who can clearly distinguish between the two and see them clearly?"

The crisis ahead made Mr. Xun's hair almost explode. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he could not hold back this tremor.

However, as Mr. Xun, who was the first to speak out among the people of the Lu Kingdom, the trip to Nanyang Ruins was absolutely necessary.

Even if the [Wu Gou Divine Weapon] who shared the sin was ten times or a hundred times more powerful and tyrannical, Master Xun would still have to use his attack to attack the stone.

After all, since he has gained the reputation of fighting against thieves and rebels, he has won the respect of the people of Lu State. If he continues to covet small profits because of his tyranny, he will not break the trust of the people of the country.

Mr. Xun frowned and said, "It's just that there is a Taoist soldier of at least 'Diyuan' level. Why should I have to fight with it?"

"One side goes deep alone, and the other side works step by step. Let's see who is better."

He smiled coldly: "A 'Diyuan' level Taoist soldier is enough to suppress a martial arts saint, but I don't know if it can suppress a physical saint like me."

Shao Xun conquered tens of thousands of miles of territory in one dynasty, and the army under his command was as powerful as a rainbow, with an unrivaled sharpness and sharpness, which could be put to great use.

Moreover, at this time, he occupies more than the fourth level of the Lu State's national destiny. Every move he makes echoes the great fortune, and his Taoist heart is vaguely worthy of entering the holy realm.

Mr. Xun said in a low voice: "Unfortunately, there is still a lack of necessary passes. It is only a hair's breadth away from me, and I can truly become a saint and have the foundation to achieve great supernatural powers."

"This battle... can be said to be the battle where I lay the foundation. Even if all 120,000 top elite troops are overthrown, as long as it can win me a glimmer of secrets, I will not waste my efforts."

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At the same time, this is three hundred miles northeast of the Ruins of Nanyang and Woshui!

There is a Taoist military camp standing on top, with bronze warriors entering and exiting it. They all ride on bronze chariots and ride on horses, parading around the barracks.

In the large tent of this military camp, a military god general held a dragon whip in his hand. His brows were stern, his eyes were open and closed with murderous intent, and he looked coldly at the several bronze armored soldiers in the tent.

The military god general sat upright and asked in a cold voice: "You guys, are you trying to find out clearly the cause of the recent turmoil of hundreds of thousands of ghosts in Nanyang?"

Just a few days ago, there was a Buddha's wheel of light shining in all directions in the sky in Nanyang Ruins. The golden Buddha nature dyed the land hundreds of miles away into a golden color, just like the pure glass Buddha world, which could still be faintly seen thousands of miles away.

The manifestation of this Buddhist vision naturally alarmed the [Wu Gou Divine Soldier] stationed at the edge of Nanyang Ruins, and even more alarmed this military god general.

On that day, Nanyang Yeting was reduced to ruins. This [Wu Gou Divine Weapon] of the Gong clan should have retired after their success and returned to the cave world opened by the ancestors of the Gong clan.

However, due to Xun Shangguan's last desperate blow, Gong's hundreds of years of hard work were in vain, causing Gong's heavy losses.

Therefore, the ancestor of the Gong family, in anger, suddenly ordered people with advanced Feng Shui skills to use the power of mountains and rivers to flow in all directions to stabilize the flow of the earth's energy in the capital of Lu State.

Moreover, some of the [Wu Gou Divine Soldiers] were stationed at the nodes of the Nanyang Earth Line. With this group of "Diyuan" Taoist soldiers with no more than 8,000 soldiers, they suppressed the fate of Lu State's national destiny and reduced the destiny of Lu State.

As the leading general of this Taoist army, Gong Xianyu Zi was extremely vigilant to be entrusted with such a great responsibility by the ancestor of the Gong family.

Seeing the vision of Buddha's light appearing, he was naturally afraid that something would go wrong. However, within two or three days, he sent dozens of scouts in succession, and even ordered the scouts to risk their lives to break into the depths of Nanyang Ruins to find out what was going on.

A lot of damage,

Several scouts looked at each other in disbelief, and said with cupped hands: "General, the ghosts are gathering in Nanyang Ruins. Our soldiers are willing to take casualties. We can only go fifty miles deep, and we are already exhausted."

"In our opinion, unless you are a "reborn" innate expert, no matter how many soldiers you have, you will not be able to enter the deepest part."

These scout soldiers are all the top soldiers in the [Wu Gou Divine Weapon]. They are all in the perfect state of [Cutting Hair and Cleansing the Marrow]. They possess the ferocious divine power of the Nine Elephants, and are only half a step away from the master state.

Gong Xianyu muttered: "You can't do it either. It seems that the weirdness in Nanyang Ruins has become more and more terrifying!"

Hundreds of thousands of ghosts gathered together, leaving the entire Nanyang Ruins in a state of terror and eerieness. I am afraid that with just a little chance, a ghost king and ghost emperor would be born.

"General, maybe... he is a certain Buddhist great master. When passing through the Nanyang Ruins, he couldn't bear the ghost and turned into a ghost king and ghost emperor. Only then did he manifest the image of the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom and turn it into a ghost?" A scout soldier hesitated for a moment.

, said with an uncertain tone.

Gong Xianyu remained silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Maybe..."

"I don't know when the national destiny of the Lu Kingdom will be cut off. I always have some lingering fears in my heart. It seems... it seems that a crisis is approaching?" Gong Xianyu murmured, especially at the end, there was some confusion in his tone.

He has eight thousand [Wu Gou Divine Weapons] at his disposal. Unless an immortal being comes to the world, ordinary martial arts saints can kill him like a dog.

However, the real sense of crisis in Gong Xianyu's heart forced him to pay attention to it.

This is the painstaking thought of a great master of martial arts, and it is the basis for Gong Xianyu to survive the disasters of life and death several times.

Martial arts practice has reached a state where you are most sensitive to your own feelings.

Gong Xianyu squeezed the dragon whip in his hand, looked thoughtfully at the ground veins at his feet, and said, "Is it because of it?"

"Could it be that there are some great people in Lu State who dare to provoke a group of 'Diyuan' Taoist soldiers?"

Gong Xianyu’s questions are destined to be answered by no one.

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Three days passed by in a flash!

Hundreds of thousands of troops rushed forward and marched 1,200 miles straight to Nanyang Market.

Master Xun stopped in front of Nanyang Ruins. Behind him, hundreds of thousands of troops were filled with majestic power, and 3,600 flags were waving in the air. The momentum of the army was as vast as a torrent, sweeping away the demons and demons in this area of ​​heaven and earth.

At this moment, he stared intently at the signs of decay in the ruins of Nanyang.

In his eyes, Nanyang's boundless evil energy was like a burning flame all over the sky. The gray-brown aura stained the world, and the thick malice made people feel awe-inspiring.

There is very little life inside, like a black hole, mercilessly swallowing everything in the world.

After a long time, Mr. Xun sighed softly: "What a dangerous place, where hundreds of thousands of dead souls are buried. How can I, the head of Nanyang, Guizhou, blame me, and how can I, the people of Lu, blame me?"

"It's abominable to be rebellious!"

After crossing a few steps, Master Xun slowly sighed and said: "The bones of a hundred thousand ghosts are buried in front of me. If I, Master Xun, don't kill them all and rebel against each other, how can I no longer be a member of the Lu Kingdom?"

At this time, a dull-looking middle-aged general came over slowly and reported: "Your Majesty, ride quickly to report that there are suspected traces of the Communists in the northeast, and there seems to be a military camp stationed."

Mr. Xun, who looked cold and sad, was suddenly shocked and said: "The barracks are stationed? Could it be that the rebellious [Wu Gou Divine Soldier] is really stationed here?"

The middle-aged general said in a low voice: "I have led the army with strong men, and after several inspections, I have just determined that it should be 60-70% certain."

Hearing this, Master Xun showed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "Sixty-seven percent sure... that's a lot. It seems that the [Wu Gou Divine Soldier] should be stationed in that area."

The so-called sixty-seven percent certainty is already an incredible probability.

It's just that this military general has a calm temperament. Even when he has a plan in mind, he will leave room for himself and will not be too complacent.

The middle-aged general said: "Your Majesty, the strength of the [Wu Gou Divine Armament] is still higher than that of the [Flying Phoenix Divine Armament] of Wu Lu Kingdom. It is indeed a threat that cannot be underestimated. With our army's 120,000 top elites

, a head-on confrontation with the [Wu Gou Divine Weapon]’s troops may not necessarily give you an advantage.”

"leading?"

Hearing this, Master Xun showed his white teeth and said coldly: "Is my army of 120,000 soldiers going north just to gain an advantage?"

"[Wu Gou Divine Weapon] is indeed an incredible Taoist soldier, but the success or failure of military strategists since ancient times is not simply a matter of quantity, or a comparison of advantages and disadvantages."

Master Xun took one last look at Nanyang Dayi, where he had lived for ten years, and gave a bold order: "The entire army must be assembled. Except for armor and weapons, all food and supplies must be discarded. I want the entire army to be lightly armed and simple, and to be an upright division."

Let’s try the [Wu Gou Divine Weapon]’s edge to see if it is as unstoppable as the rumors say.”

Dozens of innate generals bowed and said in unison: "The last general, I will definitely live up to your Majesty's expectations and bring shame to the country of Lu."

"In this case, I'll wait to see how you perform." Mr. Xun pursed his lips, pressed the Wu Dao handle with his hand, and lowered his eyelids.

After all, it was a Taoist soldier of the 'Earth Yuan' level, capable of suppressing the powerful army of a martial arts saint. Now facing such a difficult opponent, even with Master Xun's calmness, he had to feel a sense of urgency that the battle was imminent.

The top elite divisions ordered and prohibited, and the 120,000-strong army immediately abandoned their excess supplies, leaving a mess behind, and quickly marched toward the northeast.

Although at this moment, with the military quality of that "Diyuan" level Taoist soldier, facing the rapid march of hundreds of thousands of troops, it is impossible not to notice it.

Moreover, Master Xun himself has no cover. With the strength of the [Wu Gou Divine Weapon], he is definitely ready for the battle.

Mr. Xun got on his horse and thought silently in his mind: "At the level of Taoist soldiers, so-called sneak attacks are useless."

The so-called Taoist soldiers have three realms: [Dharma has Yuanling], [Dharma has true form], and [Dharma has gods], which are the visions of Taoist soldiers in the 'Ren Yuan', 'Di Yuan', and 'Tian Yuan' levels.

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"The [Wu Gou Divine Weapon] is already at the level of [Dharma has its true form]. It can be said that it has its true form in a single thought. As long as the entire army is not wiped out, there is still one soldier and one armor left, and they still have the power to fight again."

"I want to break their backs in one battle and make them tremble when they look at me, Lu Guojian."

Young Master Xun made a decision and shouted, "[Flying Dragon Riders] come out,"

Tread! Tread! Tread!
To be continued...