"Your Highness, you have just been promoted and your cultivation is not yet stable, so don't take action easily!" Duke Dongluo reminded him with concern before leaving.
"I know, thank you!"
Li Wenhao nodded kindly. He could feel Duke Dongluo's kindness towards him.
But he is much stronger than the old bastard Zhemuhan, the Black Wolf King.
"I guess it was when I was grabbing Yanguang Zuomu that I couldn't help but move my hands!"
"Yes, seeing that his face is red, he may have suffered a minor internal injury, so he has to adjust his breath in a hurry.
And I suspect that General Chi You is probably hiding in the army and protecting him secretly, so let’s not get into trouble!"
"Yes, yes, you are right. You looked at the streets burning and even the black iron melted. General Chi You's strength is far more powerful than we thought."
Li Wenhao was sitting on the carriage, closing his eyes and regulating his breath. The whispers of Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan could clearly be heard in his ears.
His expression was abnormal, it was not because his foundation was unstable or he suffered internal injuries.
Instead, he completely absorbed Yanguang Zuomu's soul. At this time, his own soul finally had some changes.
Within the spiritual sea, the originally deep purple soul became fatter and fatter as if it had been overeating.
It turned into a round ball!
"System, this thing won't explode, right?"
Li Wenhao was a little worried. He knew that a veteran eighth-level soul was very powerful.
If he has not yet advanced to the eighth level, absorbing an eighth-level soul is enough to advance him to the eighth level.
Unexpectedly, even though I have been promoted to the eighth level, I still can’t stand it!
"You're so careless!"
The system still didn't answer, which made him even more depressed.
Even with the Overlord's golden body, he was lying on the beach at the moment, humming listlessly.
"Ding, after careful inspection by the system, the host needs to rest for a week and cannot use mental power easily!"
"I'm going. If I had known better, I would have eaten less!"
Li Wenhao scratched his bald head depressedly and said to eat less, but he knew it in his heart.
In that situation, I wanted to have another portion. How could I eat less?
"Forget it, just digest it honestly these days!"
An experienced eighth-level soul possesses memories and cultivation insights that are enough for him to absorb for a long time.
Once it is fully understood, it will inevitably be another qualitative leap.
Even secretly, he had a premonition that when the soul was no longer a ball, it would be the time for his qualifications to break through to the realm of heaven and man.
Why is it so difficult to advance from the eighth level to the ninth level? It’s because of the heavenly qualifications that hold most people back!
"Boom, boom," more than ten minutes later, the carriage started moving and the army set off again.
Before dawn, we successfully arrived at Xiaocang Mountain and set up an ambush.
In less than half an hour, two hundred thousand barbarian troops arrived. Not only were they in a hurry, they also brought hundreds of carts of goods.
"It's really here!"
"Your Highness is indeed brilliant!"
The eyes of Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan were full of admiration.
The rest is easy, just copy the guy and do it!
A burst of rumbling artillery fire and the collapse of the mountain cut the barbarian army into several pieces.
Hundreds of thousands of giant Rakshasa came out from both sides, their shouts of killing shook the sky, and their morale was high!
This kind of terrain was not suitable for the Turkic cavalry. They followed the fire spirit and stood on the hillside, setting up their bows and shooting arrows.
As a result, after two rounds of ejaculation, I stopped ejaculating.
The archery skills that the Turks were proud of were eclipsed in front of the Fire Spirit. Not only was it not as far as the Fire Spirit, it was not as accurate as others, and it was not as durable as others.
The fire spirit shot more than twenty arrows one by one in an orderly manner, and then took a rest.
They will take a break before they can shoot ten shots.
"Where did Li recruit these fire spirits? It's too scary!"
After close contact, the arrogance on the Turkic people's faces disappeared and turned into deep admiration.
"Tie Wangluo, you can't run away today!"
Among the rebellious army, Duke Dongluo and Black Wolf King Zhemuhan, together with a group of high-ranking generals, immediately set their sights on Iron King Luo under Shuai's banner.
"How did you know I was going here?"
Tie Wangluo's body soared three meters, like a real savage, wielding a giant ax with all his strength.
Feeling the death of a large number of people under his command, his eyes were spitting fire.
"Haha, you are from the Yan tribe in Southern City. They said you would come here today.
Originally, Nanfang City was recaptured, and we thought you would change your route, but we didn't expect you to be so careless and dare to leave!"
Black Wolf King Zhemuhan laughed, being able to kill a seventh-level foreigner was a very honorable achievement on the grassland!
"Impossible, did I just decide to come here this morning?" Tie Wangluo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then became furious: "Yanguang Zuomu, you old man is harming me!"
"Yanguang Zuomu?" Zhemuhan was a little confused, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. Tie Wangluo's expression didn't look like he was faking it.
It's a pity that at this time, if you don't have time to think too much, you can just chop it with a knife!
As long as he is hacked to death, it doesn’t matter where he came from!
"Don't talk nonsense to him, Fire Spirit will shoot him!" Li Wenhao shouted standing on a mountain peak from a distance.
He didn't want someone like Tie Wangluo to talk nonsense.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz," in mid-air, seven giant flame eyes shot out invisible arrows of light one after another.
"Li Wenhao, our Iron King tribe will never let you go!"
Being besieged by Black Wolf King Zhemuhan and others, Iron King Luo had no way to escape. This guy was also very tough. He was hit by five arrows in a row and he could still stand without falling.
Until the last two rooms, my head exploded and my legs were still standing among the rocks.
"He is really a man, but it's a pity that he is not from my tribe!"
"Yes, this guy's combat power is indeed impressive!"
The Duke of Dongluo and the Black Wolf King Zhemuhan looked at the body of Iron King Luo with a complicated expression.
"Okay, don't sigh, end the battle quickly, let's go to Drew City!"
Li Wenhao passed by in a gust of wind, leaving behind a message and taking Tie Wang Luo's body with him.
"This guy is really cold-blooded!"
"Today's young people are too utilitarian!"
The Duke of Dongluo and the Black Wolf King Zhemuhan shook his head vigorously, with an expression of embarrassment.
But when they saw the Iron King Luo's ring falling on the ground, they rushed up again.
"The first thing I saw was, it was mine!"
"Nonsense, I obviously saw it first!"
"These two old bastards, how dare you laugh at me?" Li Wenhao held up a big ring happily.
In terms of robbery experience, who can compare with him?
"The young patriarch is dead, run away!"
"Surrender, we surrender, doesn't King Langya not kill the prisoners?"
"Woo hoo, I don't want to die!"
With the death of Iron King Luo, the morale of the barbarians was completely reduced to zero, and even became negative.
There is no way to escape, you can only kneel down and surrender in large areas.
However, Li Wenhao remembered the ruins outside the southern city and did not hold back this time.
The 200,000 barbarian troops were completely wiped out in just half an hour under the fire of 100,000 fire spirits.
Among them, 150,000 were killed by fire spirits, Turks and giant Rakshasa people, totaling less than 50,000.
"These special units of Langya are so powerful!" Black Wolf King Zhemuhan exclaimed in admiration. This was already the Nth time in a day.