Zuo Zhicheng was too lazy to have a verbal dispute with Qing Yueying. After hearing the other party's words, he left without looking back.

Qing Yueying saw Zuo Zhicheng walking out like this, and a hint of anger flashed across her face: "Look at him, what kind of attitude is this? She is simply arrogant and arrogant."

Qing Yueyang smiled bitterly and said, "You also know that he was defeated by the incarnation of the Vajra Hercules Ape of the Holy Son of Yama. He must be unhappy. So if you want to fight with the Holy Son of Yama again, we are all warriors, so it is normal for him to have this idea."

"What's going on with ideas? Does he know what the overall situation is."

Qing Yueyang persuaded: "You also know that he has just left the seclusion, his strength must have increased and his confidence must be strong. Moreover, you have also seen Ye Liangcai's Fei Ge's letter, and he actually captured Guihou and the twelve disciples of the Hell Sect in one move. This skill is far beyond us."

"What do you want to say?" Qing Yueying glanced in surprise.

Qing Yueyang said: "Ye Liangcai strongly recommended Azuo's current strength. I think he may have made great progress this time, otherwise he would not want to participate in the war. Maybe he can really play a key role in our battle to snipe the Holy Son of Yanmo."

"Hmph, that's because he didn't see the horror of the Holy Son of Yanmo with his own eyes." Qing Yueying said: "The martial arts at the realm of Dharma are really beyond martial arts and can be called magical powers.

Zuo Zhicheng lets him stay here and guard the Virgin Peak passage with me."

Qing Yueyang thought about it and finally nodded. The four of them attacked this time, he joined because of the special nature of the long-range attack. Wei Yangyan, the invincible magic gun, went together with his strength second only to Zhao Xingzhou, but it was just a candidate and restraint. As for the leader of Tianhe Sect, Ye Junxi, relied on Shi Liuxinjing of Tianhe Sect to assist Zhao Xingzhou from the side.

It can be said that there are four masters in total, but Zhao Xingzhou is the only one who really fights against the Holy Son of Yanmo. Zhao Xingzhou is also the only master of Dharma image among the few. Although he has not condensed his martial arts body, he is the only one who can fight against the Holy Son of Yanmo with the help of the silver spear and the demon Qilin Horse.

Not to mention Qing Yueying, Qing Yueyang deduces tactics and plans in the tent over and over again.

After Zuo Zhicheng left the camp, he casually stopped the soldiers and asked, "Where is Zhao Xingzhou?"

The members of the Shadow Corps were stunned for a moment, and then said, "Lord Tianser King... I don't know the specific location, but this time we divided three holes to guard the Goddess Peak. If there is any situation, we will send out wolf smoke to support us. Lord Zhao Xingzhou should also be in one of the other two places."

"Tell me the terrain here, no, tell me where the guide is?"

Zuo Zhicheng knew that if you march and camp in complex areas like this, you must have guides familiar with the local terrain in the team, otherwise you would not be able to walk in the vast mountains, forests, snow fields, and unfamiliar with the terrain, let alone chasing the Holy Son of Yama.

The more Zuo Zhicheng thought of it, he directly found a guide and asked the guide to take him toward another guard camp.

The altitude along the way was getting higher and higher and lower, but Zuo Zhicheng did not feel uncomfortable. Although he walked slowly to get to know the terrain for the first time, he took half an hour to get to this camp.

This camp is located between the other two camps. Since Zhao Xingzhou is the strongest among the people, Zuo Zhicheng is 80% sure that he must be stationed in this camp himself for support and convenience.

Before they arrived at the camp gate, they had been stopped by a team of guards, as if they could smell the bloody smell on Zuo Zhicheng. Or they could feel the same kind, no, it was even more terrifying. The guards who had been through many battles all looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a look of alertness.

However, they still had no long sword that was unsheathed. The calmness in their eyes showed their confidence.

A leader of the Tianwei commander asked, "Who are you?"

Zuo Zhicheng said: "Shadow Corps, Zuo Zhicheng."

"So it's Lord Tianshe. I don't know..."

Zuo Zhicheng directly took out the black jade qilin in his arms. It was given to him by Zhu Yuwen, the commander of the Nanwan, as the token of the deputy commander of the Shadow Corps.

After seeing this, several guards nodded.

"It's the Demon Jade Qilin, I've seen it on Captain Qingyue. I don't know what happened to Lord Tianser King."

Zuo Zhicheng said coldly: "I want to see Zhao Xingzhou."

The commander frowned: "General Zhao is concentrating his martial arts every day, and he doesn't see guests easily."

"I can wait for him."

"This..." the commander thought for a while and said, "Okay, sir, please come with me." As he said that, the group surrounded Zuo Zhicheng and sent it to a large animal skin tent. The ground of the tent was paved with a huge bear skin, and a huge stove burned, gathering and dispersing the coldness on the Goddess Peak.

The chairs were filled with high-quality wool, and the table was filled with various fruits and desserts.

As soon as you enter this big tent, you feel like you are completely away from the dangerous environment outside the mountain.

The commander proudly introduced: "This is the Hante Beast King's tent, sewn from the fur of the sixteen angry clawed giant bears. It is not only extremely solid, but also cannot hurt Fenhao regardless of water or fire. It was obtained by the general when he attacked the Hante tribe and killed an elder."

Zuo Zhicheng nodded expressionlessly, then found a seat to sit down. With his mind and concentration, waiting for a while is naturally nothing.

...

On the other side, on a snowy rock, a man with long hair and silver steel armor was sitting cross-legged on the rock. The steel armor on his body was already covered with thick frost, but his face still looked rosy, as if he was not affected by the severe cold around him.

A silver gun that was two or five meters long was inserted in front of him, as if it was trembling gently with every breath he breathed.

Naturally, he was the martial arts master sent by Yunyu Army this time, who mastered the silver god of death and possessed the demon Qilin horse.

At this moment, a general wearing steel armor came up and came to the back. When the general was about to take a step forward, a black shadow suddenly flashed, and a black horse more than three meters high, covered with layers of fine scales appeared in front of the general, stopping him from moving closer.

"It's okay." Zhao Xingzhou said.

The Demon Qilin Horse slowly retreated, and he continued, "Xiao Wu, what's the matter? Do you know that I'm here to sacrifice the silver god of death. I won't come to me without any major events. Could it be that the Holy Son of Yanmo went down the mountain to break through the barrier?"

The man known as Xiao Wu is Zhao Xingzhou's personal guard commander and his confidant. He shook his head and said, "It is the King of Heavenly Snake in the Shadow Corps who is asking for a meeting. He seems to want to participate in the war."
Chapter completed!