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Chapter 20 Thousands of troops

The scorching sun was scorching the earth, and Xun Tian felt his mouth was dry. He looked around and saw a large legion blocking the way ahead. Every soldier was wearing armor and holding a spear. They looked uniform.

Clearly well trained.

After visual inspection, each of them is in the Celestial Body Realm, not to mention Xun Tian. I am afraid that even the masters of the True Yuan Realm will retreat in the face of difficulties. One person wants to shake thousands of troops? This is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Is this the test given by the tenth step from the bottom?

Xun Tian couldn't help but be confused, and immediately fell into a dilemma.

Fortunately, the soldiers did not receive orders from above to launch an attack, otherwise they might be able to drown Xun Tian with just a drop of spit.

Xun Tian had no way out at this moment, as if he had no choice but to fight.

After a while, the legion separated from the middle, the rumbling sound gradually got closer, and soon a chariot appeared in front of the legion.

Because Xun Tian was facing the sun above his head, he could only squint his eyes and watch.

Sitting on the chariot is a middle-aged man in black robes, with a solemn face. His bronze face reveals perseverance, and his eyes are as sharp as knives. He shoots out a murderous aura. He looks like he has been on the battlefield for many years and has experienced hundreds of battles.

And kill decisive generals.

Of course Xun Tian knew that this was all shaped by the will of the immortal to test him, but what he never expected was that this test made him feel a little desperate.

The black-robed general seemed to be waiting for something, and it seemed that he had not seen Xun Tian at all. Otherwise, why not order his men to arrest Xun Tian or simply chop him into meat sauce?

Since the black-robed general is not targeting him for the time being, Xun Tian will certainly not take the initiative to provoke disputes. Instead, he tenses his nerves, pays attention to the dynamics of the army, and waits for the battle that the other party may provoke at any time.

This kind of passive waiting on the verge of despair is simply unbearable for those who are not mentally strong. Fortunately, Xun Tian still waited patiently and suppressed.

This great pressure forced his realm to become more stable, and a little bit of true energy began to flow into Niwan Palace. Xuntian instantly realized that since accepting the test of the ruins, his realm began to move closer to the true essence realm. As long as the true energy

By filling the Upper Dantian Niwan Palace, he can break through to the true essence realm at any time.

Once he breaks through to the True Essence Realm and absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth into his Zhongdantian, he will no longer have to worry about the true energy in his body being depleted due to the use of skills.

As long as the vitality of heaven and earth exists in his body, he can quickly restore the true energy in his body at any time while fighting.

But what’s the solution to this situation now?

Waiting to die in the agony of waiting?

One day later, a group of young people stepped into this place. Xun Tian turned around and saw that there were hundreds of people. It was unknown where these hundreds of young people came from, but Xun Tian could imagine that each of these people must have passed by him.

It took a lot of tests to get here.

He had not seen this group of people before, so did they enter the ruins later?

With doubts, Xun Tian saw a short boy suddenly appear in front of the group of young people.

This young man was previously protected by many young people, but now he walked in front of others.

This young man looks like he is only five or six years old. He has two pigtails, his face is like an apple, round and pink, his eyelashes are very long, his eyes are big, and his two eyes are as clear as plump grapes in late autumn, and they seem to be overflowing from them.

Water comes.

That's all. What surprised Xun Tian even more was that this young man's cultivation level was the same as that of everyone present. He was in the Celestial Realm.

Could this be a rare talent for cultivating immortals that is rare in millions of years?

The young man leaned his hands behind his back, first glanced at the black-robed general, then his eyes fell on Xun Tian, ​​blinking his eyes and asked: "Are you the first to come here?"

The young boy's childlike voice made Xun Tian relax a little after he had been depressed all day, and asked: "I am the first to arrive here, who are you?"

The young man shook his head and replied: "I am the reincarnation of the ancient demon king. I am nicknamed Little Demon. You can call me by my honorable name Mo Guzi. Ahem, I don't know which demon king I am the reincarnation of. But in the future I will always

Will know."

This, is this a self-introduction? But after seeing the cute appearance of the young man playing with his little fingers, Xun Tian came to his senses and ignored it.

At this time, the black-robed general suddenly said: "You can come together and destroy my legion of doom, and then you can go to the next level."

"Do you keep what you say?" Mo Guzi raised his face and asked.

The black-robed general did not answer, but made a gesture to the Legion of Doom, which was clearly a gesture giving an order to attack.

After Xun Tian looked at it, a miniature tornado appeared in his palm and began to inject true energy.

At the same time, hundreds of young people behind Mo Guzi also bore the brunt of the attack. They blocked the young man before he could take action and quickly formed an attack formation.

As soon as the formation came out, the golden light flourished.

At this time, Mo Guzi took out a tiger talisman from his body, raised his little hand, and the tiger talisman fell into the eye of the attack formation.

The golden light gathered on the attack formation, and soon a golden tiger appeared from the formation's eyes. After roaring to the sky, the tiger began to absorb the true energy of hundreds of young people, and its body shape also increased sharply until its body reached three

It didn't stop until it was a hundred feet long.

Looking at the giant tiger emerging from the sky, Mo Guzi chuckled and said: "I have the tiger talisman in my hand, and I have the world. How dare a small army go against me? Do you think I, Mo Guzi, am a vegetarian?"

After saying that, he jumped into the air and fell into the body of the giant tiger. Together with hundreds of young people, he urged the giant tiger to come to the outskirts of the legion. After a rampage, a hole was opened in the battle formation that the legion of doom had just formed.

Seeing that this hole was about to be closed and repaired by well-trained soldiers, the opportunity was not lost, and it would never come back. How could Xun Tian miss this opportunity and immediately tear the tornado that had just injected a small amount of his true energy towards the hole?

Throw it in through the mouth.

Through every previous battle, he deeply understood that sometimes when a skill is used at just the right time, the effect will be better. It is not entirely determined by how much Qi is injected into the skill. After all, he can currently access it.

All of them are low-level battles.

The giant tiger collided with the battle formation again, and the tornado penetrated into the battle formation unexpectedly, disturbing the inside of the battle formation. With the inside and outside being combined, a huge gap was forcibly torn open in the battle formation.

After Xun Tian looked at it, he threw out another wind scroll. In addition, the giant tiger had already rushed into the battle formation and trampled it wantonly. Less than half of the legionnaires were killed or injured.

Mo Guzi shouted to Xun Tian: "What do you call me brother, and what kind of magic is your wind scroll? Can you teach me?"

After hearing this, Xun Tian replied: "My name is Xun Tian. If you want to learn, wait until you defeat them."

Mo Guzi said excitedly: "Gee, you said it, look at me showing off my power."

Mo Guzi squeezed the magic formula in his hand and shouted loudly: "The devil comes out of the west, the white tiger appears, call him quickly, come with me to fight!"

In an instant, a ball of white light was born in the western sky and earth, and came to the battlefield at an extremely fast speed. Xun Tian took a closer look and saw a white tiger cub wrapped in the ball of white light.

The white tiger cub looked sleepy, yawned and asked impatiently: "Who is calling me?"

Mo Guzi put his hands on his hips and ordered: "Stop talking nonsense, come over quickly and possess me, and give me a good fight!"

When the white tiger cub saw that it was Mo Guzi calling, he immediately lost his temper and obediently came to the giant tiger, and then attached itself to the giant tiger.

The aura of the giant tiger continued to rise, crossing the celestial body realm and entering the true element realm.

Xun Tian was shocked and moved. He didn't expect Mo Guzi to have such ability to summon the cub of the mythical beast and make it available to me.

After the giant tiger was strengthened, there was no doubt about its power. Just a wave of collision killed and injured most of the Doomsday Legion.

It seemed that this little kid had some abilities. At this moment, Xun Tian found himself completely reduced to an audience.

How about teaching him the tornado skill and then accepting him as my younger brother, and in exchange, let him teach me the skill of summoning the divine beast?

Just when Xun Tian was happily thinking about how to exploit Mo Guzi, the battle was coming to an end. The Legion of Doom was being swept back and forth by giant tigers. It was like entering a deserted land. Soon, only the black-robed general leader was left in the Legion of Doom.

The black-robed general had an expressionless face, as if he had nothing to do with the demise of the Doomsday Legion. He just turned around and said: "I'm waiting for you at the last step. I hope you can make it to the last level."

The will of the immortal descended on everyone, and soon there was no one left on the battlefield.

After coming out, Mo Guzi pestered Xun Tian and shouted: "Brother Xun Tian, ​​please give me the wind scroll technique."

Xun Tian stared at the ninth staircase from the bottom and asked, "Do you really want to learn?"

"certainly."

"Then you put it away."

Xun Tian stretched out his hand, and a miniature tornado appeared in his palm. When he handed it to Mo Guzi, Mo Guzi stretched out his two small hands and took it carefully, for fear that the tornado would disappear accidentally.

He closed his eyes and stood there comprehending.

When Xun Tian recovered his energy and was about to set off again, he saw countless tiny tornadoes floating around Mo Guzi's body.

This is better than blue! Xun Tian couldn't help but sigh.

This little devil might actually be the reincarnation of the ancient devil king of the West.

If this is the case, no one else but him can get involved in his technique of summoning Western mythical beasts, because he cannot learn it, no matter how talented he is. It is his exclusive skill.
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