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Chapter 377: Promote the Troops

Outside the Great Xia Dynasty, the four people were silent and rode big white cats all the way towards Wuchan Temple.

After all, parting makes people reluctant to leave, but in life, there are a few things that can fulfill one's wishes. The only thing that can be done is to turn the sadness of parting into the motivation to move forward.

Lin Huang stayed in the Divine General's Mansion for half a month. Counting the time, the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron was about to arrive at Wuchan Temple.

In the Eastern Spirit Realm, the Blood Crow army became increasingly powerful. In just two months, it snowballed, accumulating millions of troops.

Millions of soldiers and horses are millions of puppets controlled by Blood Crow.

Yin Yang Valley has not yet been born, but the disaster it can bring has already begun.

The blood crow army was even more invincible. According to the news from Feng Wanli, the man who led the blood crow army was actually the genius Song Zhimou.

It seems that the latter is also controlled by Blood Crow.

In the Dongling Realm, Song Zhimou's reputation was not outstanding. But Lin Huang knew that in his previous life, when Qin Xuance destroyed ten dynasties by himself, the only defeat he suffered was Song Zhimou.

This person is not an ordinary person!

In order to suppress the blood pressure army, Xuanyuan Mansion has dispatched an army of 600,000 troops, but it is still difficult to suppress all the blood crow army that is popping up like locusts.

However, all the major dynasties and dynasties in the Dongling Realm still maintained a wait-and-see attitude and did not send out a single soldier.

On the way to Wuchan Temple, the four people who were walking along unexpectedly encountered Wuchan Temple Ci Nan again.

The latter was wearing a cassock and holding a Buddhist bead, but his body was covered in blood, and there were deep wounds on his bald head, making him look particularly ferocious.

However, the latter did not seem to care about his injuries. After seeing Lin Huang and others, he showed a relieved smile.

"Master, what happened to Wuchan Temple?"

Looking at Ci Nan's blood-stained cassock, Lin Huang couldn't help but frown, feeling quite bad in his heart.

"The Blood Spirit Palace has invaded Wuchan Temple and is now trapped in the Forest of Three Thousand Steles!"

Ci Nan showed compassion, but there was a trace of murderous intent in his peaceful eyes, and then continued: "Donor Lu Hanlu, with the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron, has rushed to Wuchan Temple and is hiding in the forest of three thousand steles!

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"The Blood Spirit Palace is here for the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron?"

Lin Huang was startled and then asked.

"They still don't know the secret of the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron. They came to Wuchan Temple to knock down the pagoda and completely cut off the eighth path of imprisonment in the Yin-Yang Valley!"

Lin Huang's expression changed slightly, he helped Ci Nan up and walked towards Wuchan Temple at a faster speed.

The Blood Spirit Palace was trapped in the Forest of Three Thousand Steles. It was thought that the heroic souls of Xuanyuan Mansion appeared and stopped the latter. But as time passes, changes will inevitably occur. Even Lu Han, who was under the protection of the Forest of Three Thousand Steles, could not

Escape to death.

"Master Wu Zen is now..."

The five of them sat on the speeding big white cat, with the wind whistling past them. Lin Huang asked while treating Ci Nan's injuries.

"Master has passed away!"

Ci Nan clasped his hands together, with a look of great regret on his old face.

Lin Huang couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Looking in the direction of Wuchan Temple, his heart felt like a huge stone was pressing down on him, and he couldn't breathe. Ye Wuchan, who suppressed the Eighth Path and was detained for more than two hundred years and never walked out of the pagoda, finally...

Still sitting down.

"The one who appeared in Wuchan Temple is the Blood Spirit Marquis or the Blood God Marquis?"

Lin Huang then asked.

"If the Blood Spirit Marquis appeared, the poor monk would not be in such an embarrassing situation. The poor monk fought with the Blood God Marquis and was defeated in less than thirty moves. The latter seemed to have not exerted his full strength, and may have entered the realm of the King of Martial Arts.

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Ci Nan closed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, looking helpless.

Lin Huang was shocked. Based on Ci Nan's current state, he guessed that the Blood God Marquis was at the Martial King state. I'm afraid it couldn't be false. In the underground palace of Tianlong Mountain, the Blood God Marquis was breaking through to the Martial King state.

At that time, Lin Huang took action and broke the latter's state, causing the latter to almost suffer a backlash.

Originally, Lin Huang calculated that it would take at least two years for the Blood God Marquis to reach the peak of Wu Hou again and get involved in the realm of King Wu. He did not expect that the latter would break through and become King Wu so quickly, which is simply unbelievable.

In the vast Qinglong Mountains, the big white cat transformed into a ten-foot-long body and turned into a killing beast. Its limbs were full of shocking power. Every time it flew into the air, the Gumu Mountains quickly retreated and flew towards Wuchan.

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On the second night after Lin Huang and others saw Ci Nan, a big shock suddenly occurred in the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Under the vast and dark sky, the invincible figure of Xuanyuan Tibing once again appeared, causing everyone in the Dongling Realm to look up and see that majestic figure.

In more than ten years, this is the second time that Xuanyuan Tibing has manifested into the void and appeared in front of the world.

Under the void, Xuanyuan Tibing's green hair was flying, and his expression was unparalleled. When the latter raised his hand, it triggered the mighty storm between heaven and earth, and made all the warriors in the Eastern Spirit Realm hold their breath and look up.

"I am the thirty-second generation descendant of Xuanyuan Mansion, Xuanyuan Tibing!"

Under the bright moon in the sky, the sound of Xuanyuan raising his troops spread for millions of miles, like the mighty thunder of the nine heavens, covering every corner of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Lin Huang was shocked when he heard the sound. He could hear the sound even though he was thousands of miles away. He didn't know what level Xuanyuan Tibing had reached.

Or maybe there is some mysterious method.

"Today, a great calamity is coming to the world. In the east, there is the Blood Spirit Palace massacring the common people, and in the west, there is an army of blood crows massacring cities and destroying countries, causing the world to be filled with hatred and all sentient beings to be displaced!"

"There is still an evil king in the Yin-Yang Valley. The evil king's calamity is enough to make warriors like us sink for the rest of their lives. It is enough to make our Dongling land never see the light of day!"

"Xuanyuan's army is a legend in the world. Facing the disaster of Yin-Yang Valley, he dare not say victory. There are even more blood crow tribes to contain my Xuanyuan army and massacre my Dongling people!"

"At this moment, I am issuing a military message. I wonder if you, the lords of Dongling, among our passionate warriors, will anyone join me in slaying the evil demon of Dongling. No matter whether you are generals in the court, warriors in the world, or celebrities in the mountains and fields,

Whether it is a gangster, a scholar of Confucianism or Taoism, or an actor on the stage, who is willing to help my Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan will welcome him with his troops!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Xuanyuan Tibing, thank you!"

Up and down in the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing's voice was like mighty thunder, resounding throughout the world. The righteousness of the world and the dignity and pride in the domineering figure were even more fascinating.

Even though the figure that manifested in the sky disappeared for a long time, the Dongling Realm was completely boiling.

Countless warriors and generals looked up, feeling inexplicably agitated. They felt a force within their bodies and wanted to let it out and go to the world.

In the middle of the night, a white-clothed Confucian scholar spent all his belongings to buy a tamed monster beast and headed towards Xuanyuan City.

Some actors left the stage and rushed to Xuanyuan City wearing red makeup.

There was a court general who ordered his troops out of the city at midnight.

An octogenarian man stood up from his seat quietly, looking in the direction of Xuanyuan City with tears streaming down his face, and walked out of the dilapidated thatched hut on a cane.

There is a woman from a brothel, throwing her harp and holding a sword as she leaves the building!

The old eunuch with a decaying dynasty suddenly opened his eyes, walked out of the palace, out of the city gate, and towards Xuanyuan City.

There are also madmen in the Tianlao who look up to the sky and scream, murder people and escape from prison. There are bandits who do no evil and look up to the sky and meditate, and then rush out in full force and rush to Xuanyuan City!



A piece of paper calling for troops made Dongling Realm's blood boil. Countless warriors, literati, and famous generals all headed towards Xuanyuan City, like rivers flowing into the sea.

Like an arrow piercing the clouds, thousands of troops and horses come to meet you.

This is the myth of the world, this is Xuanyuan Tibing, and this is the Xuanyuan family that has protected the Eastern Spirit Realm for thousands of years.

In the residence of the God General, Lin Beichen woke up in the middle of the night. His hair was white and frosty, and he looked old. But that night, the old man's rickety back seemed to straighten a lot, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows melted away, making him look particularly high-spirited.

It seemed like he was reminded of the time when he held a spear in his hand and rode a fierce horse to conquer the world.

"Where is Zhao Changfeng?"

The old man's angry roar shook the entire Divine General's Mansion. It was so shocking that outside the door of the Divine General's Mansion, men who had already ordered their troops to attack rushed into the mansion...


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