The wilderness is extremely vast, far beyond the human world. There are often roars of strange beasts in the sky, and gods are also seen in the wilds. The visions of the sky yesterday on the tenth day soared into the sky, making the entire place that was illuminated seem to fall into the sky.

Endless purgatory.

And in such a wilderness, there are also caravans trekking hard...

The wilderness is formed by the power of the wind, and the wind tunnel that can span thousands of miles in an instant cannot be used by people of these ordinary races. They cannot come up with the three to ten seal coins needed to open the wind tunnel.

You know, a sword made of gold and jade from famous mountains and engraved with spiritual patterns can be used for thirty to fifty years. At this price, a house with a courtyard in a big city only has more than eighty to one hundred seals.

Between twenty coins, how could these ordinary human caravans have such financial resources?

By selling specialties from various places in different cities, settlements, and even tribes with the blood of the gods, a slight price difference is earned, and about 60% of these price differences need to be exploited by the gods and other powerful races.

The motorcade stopped.

Wearing the clothes of the Great Wilderness Human Race, the man with short sharp hair and gentle eyebrows lifted the clay pot and took a sip of water. The water naturally bred with water aura is extremely thirst-quenching. Moreover, such water itself will nourish the human body and make people stronger.

If you have a better physique, many human diseases will not occur here at all.

Even life expectancy will be extended by five to ten years.

"Uncle Bai, do you still want to drink, or do you want to drink the soup later?"

A young man named Yi Shi asked with a smile.

This is a potter.

Well, the potter in Dahuang was originally a craftsman from Mao Minguo. It seems that because the leader of Mao Minguo was killed on the spot during his birthday, Mao Minguo was annexed by the surrounding human countries. This young man took his parents with him

He lived in his hometown and later joined the caravan by chance.

I learned the craft of using spiritual materials to make porcelain developed in other countries.

Of course, I am still willing to learn pottery.

It seems that a white-haired swordsman once told him that the reason why pottery was born was for living, and the reason why it is popular is because it is cheap. The cheapness does not prove that it is despicable, but represents that this kind of thing can

Truly for everyone.

His pottery skills were taught to him by the white-haired swordsman during the Maoist Republic of China.

Bai Qi replied: "No need."

The young man nodded according to the stone and then rode a rhinoceros to catch up with the person in front of him.

Bai Qi also rode a strange beast on his crotch.

Excellent mounts, which were extremely lacking in ancient China, are too common in the wilderness, and the commonness has resulted in them. Even so, they have excellent endurance and explosive power. They can use three kinds of magic-like abilities, and the price is very high.

Extremely cheap.

After all, he was unable to use spell-like abilities together, lacked training, and was disobedient to discipline.

Secondly, there are many extraordinary ways of cultivation in the wilderness. Such unruly alien magic abilities are naturally not valued. However, in Bai Qi's eyes, this seems to represent another development direction of the Great Qin Cavalry.

Great Qin's arrow array seems to have been unable to keep up with this era.

And supplying supplies to China is another extremely difficult matter.

Of course, such easy access is due to the spread of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", which caused a batch of exotic beasts to be eaten and their numbers to decline. Otherwise, this kind of transportation tool would be more expensive than Bai Qi imagined.

Cheap.

And eat it...

What a waste!

Such exotic beasts, whether they are used for combat or simply serve as assault cavalry.

All are excellent choices.

Actually eat it?!

Bai Qi made a decision subconsciously.

I don’t know which wasteful guy made the recipe.

………………

"Uncle Bai, what you want is here."

Yishi placed the wine inside the space utensils outside and shouted loudly: "Haoyue City is ahead, Uncle Bai, won't you come with us?"

Bai Qi shook his head, so the young man who was determined to be a potter turned around three times, feeling quite reluctant to leave Uncle Bai who had come to teach him his boxing and kicking skills for several days, but in the end he was still greeted by the call of the caravan leader.

, urging the mount that could control the thunder, running towards the direction of the caravan.

Bai Qi turned his head, and it seemed that he could still hear the questioning voice from the Taoist true spirit in his ears.

If he were still here, he would probably ask to teach the Da Qin Black Ice Platform Iron Eagle Sword Technique.

Did it violate the laws of Daqin?

Wu Anjun recalled that among the 70,000 true spirits, the original true cultivator of Longhu Mountain existed as an assistant to him. During his lifetime, he fought with a dragon in the Qiantang River and destroyed his foundation. After that, he went through many tribulations in order to save a village.

, a single man with a single sword fought against hundreds of cavalry, and was finally liberated at the entrance of the village.

Wu Anjun held the wine and whispered:

"You said that your concubine was sent to Longhu Mountain by the children in that village."

"And that child also became the next generation of Heavenly Master."

"The Taoist sect said that when people die, they die, and when their hearts die, they forget. If I die in battle, my Iron Eagle Sword of Great Qin will be lost and forgotten by the world, wouldn't I also be dead? On the contrary, as long as these things are not available,

Being forgotten, then, is like always being alive.”

He took out a black waistband with the name of the true spirit on it.

Place it gently on the ground.

But now, a ferocious crack appears on the weapon talisman made of the Haunted Soul Wood.

He gathered the ghost soldiers and generals and reduced them to zero. He defeated 70,000 true souls and defeated 500,000. The number of those who died in battle was a full 30%. The number of divine generals transformed by Taoist disciples was even higher. Like this

Death is a complete loss of soul, leaving no trace left in this world.

Born in China and died in the wilderness.

You only get one chance.

does it worth?

Those true spirits who are not afraid of death to the point of losing their souls have already given the answer.

Bai Qi closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his eyes. There were no ripples in his dark pupils. He spilled the jars of newly brewed strong wine on the ground. The aura-filled wine infected the disintegrated military symbols. Mr. Wu An

With deep black pupils, he finally did what he had to do and chose to burn these talismans.

And offer new wine to old friends.

The strong wine spills the flames, and its momentum is magnificent.

Lord Wu An is like the most cruel and ruthless commander in the world. After killing the enemy, the soldiers who belong to his own side cannot return to their homeland. In order to prevent being discovered, even the talisman that once hosted their past and ideals must be burned.

All.

He spent time putting down all the badges that represented the participants in the war.

Then he mentioned Qin Jian.

He asked Yi Shi and the reason for the caravan to leave early. They were in the northwest, where a tall man with a strong temperament stood calmly, waiting for Bai Qi to complete his action. The moment Bai Qi got up, he suddenly

Take action and resonate with the hidden heroic soul army formation.

A huge war spear pierced the sky and fell.

But it was smashed into pieces by a punch.

In other words, when the attack hit this person, it was shattered by the shock.

The man with short but strong black hair and a resolute face stretched out his hand:

"Dahuang, Shiyi."

"Come and ask a question."

He stepped forward slowly, with a violent murderous intent that even Wei Yuan had never seen before. It was like the heaven and earth were falling. The Great Qin armor on Lord Wu An even had cracks due to such terrifying momentum. The truly angry Shi Yi was approaching step by step.

, with a deep voice:

"Why, after winning, do you have to kill all 500,000 monks?!"

"Why do you want to make this killing decision that even your own side must pay a heavy price for?!"

"Are you someone who enjoys killing?"

Under the terror and oppression like heaven and earth falling.

Wu Anjun's body was stiff and had no resistance, but his strong will kept his body straight and raised his right hand little by little. His face was calm, and his bones were crackling with every inch he moved.

There was a crisp sound, but in the end that generous hand grasped the hilt of Qin Jian's sword, just like before.

As a result, the vast killing energy belonging to humans surged.
To be continued...