The world after the Holy Order was vaster and richer than Tang Tian had imagined. He suddenly had the feeling that he had entered a brand new world. There were so many new things that he didn't understand.
However, he didn't have the slightest worry or fear. Instead, he was full of curiosity. These things were so interesting.
The situation in Hangu City seems to be in a delicate balance. Everyone seems to have some scruples. No matter Elder Mu or Elder Rongbo, they are not messing around. On the contrary, it is not as good as when Ye Chaoge was in the Jackal Constellation.
The kind of man who sweeps across the country and kills people like picking up grass.
Tang Tian didn't know why, and he didn't bother to think about it.
He made a big circle and returned to the camp. This time it could be said that he returned with a full harvest, and the harvest was far beyond his imagination. The waiter was devouring the holy soul, but Tang Tian was eagerly reading the soul book he bought.
After reaching the holy level, a lot of knowledge cannot be described in words, so soul books appeared. Soul books are the main way for saints to record.
The production of soul books is not complicated. It uses souls as the medium, and mostly uses war soul fragments. These fragments have little effect, but they can carry a large amount of information.
This soul book is not a high-end product, but some simple common sense of saints. It has to be said that saints’ things are not cheap. A soul book of this kind of common sense costs 100 million star coins.
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For Tang Tian now, this is what he needs most.
He has many, many doubts, and he can get the answers from them. For example, he knows what a holy soul is. When a saint dies, his martial soul usually will not be left behind, because the saint's martial soul has been transformed into the soul realm. Only in some cases
Only under very special circumstances will a saint leave a martial spirit behind, and this is the holy spirit.
The greatest function of the holy soul is to increase the soul value and expand the soul domain.
The soul realm is like a field owned by a saint, and soul skills are like crops planted on it. The larger the field, the more crops can be planted.
Only at this moment did Tang Tian understand how important the soul value was, this was the territory!
Not only do you need enough soul points to practice soul skills, but as your understanding of soul skills becomes deeper and deeper, soul skills will continue to advance and take up more soul points. If the soul points are not enough, it will be difficult to improve even soul skills.
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Xiao Er's previous soul value was just enough to practice teleportation.
In addition to being extremely powerful and versatile, the biggest advantage of soul treasures is that they do not occupy soul points. For a saint, every soul point is extremely valuable.
A look of pain appeared on Xiao Er's face, and his body was shaking violently.
Tang Tian was startled. He was mentally connected with Xiao Er, and he could clearly feel Xiao Er's pain. Xiao Er's delicate and lovely face was twisted and ferocious. It was billowing like mist, as if a monster was trying to break free from inside, and his face was changing.
indefinite.
"kill……"
The voice was full of pain and anger, low and hoarse, and it was a completely different person!
Xiao Er's body melted into a ball of mist, churning violently.
not good!
Tang Tian put his hand into the mist without thinking.
Returning to his residence, Ye Chaoge hesitated for a moment and then said: "Elder, should we..."
He made a slashing motion with his hand. The elder was in such a mess today, I'm afraid he was already depressed to death.
Rong Bo chuckled and said: "Chao Ge, you are still young, so you like to kill people directly. But you have to remember that when you can do without a knife, try not to use a knife, especially when the situation is very complicated."
Ye Chaoge was stunned. He carefully recalled the details of today and said thoughtfully: "Could it be that your lord..."
"Don't just trust your eyes." Rong Bo chuckled: "Shuguang is really that important? No matter how you calculate it, it is not even as good as one-twentieth of the Holy Soul. Others think I am trying to prevent it from falling into the hands of the Black Soul.
And lost my mind. In fact, when I knew you were defeated by him, I decided to get rid of him."
Ye Chaoge was shocked.
"Failure is nothing special. When I was young, I failed many times." Rong Bo put away the smile on his face and said with a serious expression: "You are not lacking in talent and hard work, and your current strength is much stronger than mine back then.
. You are definitely not someone who can be defeated casually. The opponent is not simple, and I have a hunch that he is our enemy."
"A holy soul can be exchanged for a potentially dangerous enemy without attracting attention. It's a good deal." Rong Bo chuckled, gentle and harmless: "That holy soul was stripped from a death row prisoner."
"Death row?" Ye Chaoge was startled again.
"His name is William!" Rongbo laughed as if he thought of something happy.
Ye Chaoge's heart was shaken, his face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes showed a look of horror.
Outside Yuheng City, fierce fighting continued.
Tang Chou's army had a clear advantage. After experiencing the battle of Kaiyang City, although they suffered considerable losses, the tragic war greatly improved the soldiers.
The running-in between the corps has also been initially completed. The warriors of Beidou are completely unable to resist in the face of such a large army.
Tang Chou raised his head and glanced at the four small black dots in the sky.
During the battle of Kaiyang City, they encountered two saints. The saint who could not fly was quickly killed by them, but the other saint who could fly caused them considerable losses.
The advantage of the flying saint in the battle was too strong. He came and went like the wind, and Qinggong could not catch up with him. This was something Tang Chou had not expected before.
The powerful soul skills are far beyond the comparison of martial arts. In a very short period of time, Tang Chou lost more than fifty people, which made him extremely angry.
But Tang Chou quickly found the saint's weakness, which was the attack distance.
The opponent could not launch an attack from a hundred feet away. After finding this flaw, Tang Chou responded immediately, shrinking his troops and adjusting the distance between them.
This saint prefers personal fighting, so the threat to the corps is limited, but this has already put Tang Chou feeling tremendous pressure.
Tang Chou was glad in his heart that these saints were relatively common types. I heard that the Lord has practiced a soul technique that can teleport. In Tang Chou's opinion, is there any soul technique that is more suitable for melee combat?
I haven't encountered the terrifying existence that can detonate star stones in legends.
For ordinary saints, there are some limitations. For example, true power, no matter what kind of soul technique is used, will consume true power. And the true power in a saint's body is not infinite.
The advantage of a corps is quantity. If there are too many ants, the elephant will be killed, but how to make good use of one's own advantages is the ability of the general.
Tang Chou stared coldly at the Saints in the sky.
In the battle on the ground, they already have an absolute advantage. If the saints don't take action, the battle will tilt even more towards them. The saints in the sky can overlook the entire battlefield, and they will have a clearer view of the situation of the battle.
The four little black dots started to move.
Can't help it? Tang Chou's eyes turned cold.
Nothing trains generals better than continuous wars. Tang Chou commanded four corps, Tang Yi's Jackal Corps, Lu Di's Hunting Net Corps, Taton's Plateau Corps and Huangfu Hong's Iron Fist Corps.
Except for Huangfu Hong's Iron Fist Corps, which is newly formed, the other three regiments have remained relatively intact, but have added new blood. Needless to say, the strength of the four of them, Tang Yi will always be the sharpest knife. Lu Di has the best view of the overall situation.
He is good, young, and has the highest future achievements. Tatton has a tough personality, a pragmatic style, and extremely stable defense. Huangfu Hong is rigorous and meticulous in his methods, but he is a militant at heart and likes to fight hard.
Most of the Iron Fist Corps were selected from the machine warriors at the Bronze Base of Sanhun City, including those trained by Tang Chou. Huangfu Hong's previous corps was a heavy armored corps, which was actually a semi-organized corps. Huangfu Hong
He has been staying in Sanhun City, studying with soldiers, and participating in formulating training and training plans for each echelon. He has rich experience.
If Bing dares to throw away his hands and follow Tang Tian to the Sextant Seat, he certainly has enough confidence. These four corps are his confidence. Lu Di may have the potential to become a famous general in the future, but it is impossible for the other three, but these three
The level is quite outstanding, solid and trustworthy.
In the continuous battles, although there were casualties, everyone's tacit understanding was gradually increasing.
"Shrink the front line, Moziyu!"
Huangfu Hong's powerful shout rang out in the chaotic battlefield, and Mo Ziyu was shocked.
The mechanism soul armor in front retreated like a tide, and the opponent's cheers rang out loudly, and they also covered up the enemy like a tide. Moziyu's mechanism soul armor took the lead, rushing towards the teammates who were recovering in front, and he pulled
He yelled at the top of his lungs: "Tactics No. 5!"
On both sides of him, two hundred machine soul armors were running with all their strength behind him. The wind was whistling in their ears. Everyone's breathing became thicker and excited involuntarily. The momentum of the two hundred machine soul armors charging at the same time was extremely enjoyable, booming, booming, booming.
The steps were dense and heavy, gathering into one, and the earth shook.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and they are about to collide head-on.
Mo Zi glanced at the machine soul armor controlled by Mo Wuwei who retreated from the front, and laughed wildly: "The tough battle still depends on us!"
The running machine soul armors roared in unison.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, thirty feet... twenty-five feet... twenty feet... fifteen feet!
Moziyu suddenly showed a fierce look and roared: "Kill!"
"kill!"
Two hundred roars gathered into one torrent.
Two hundred machine soul armors sprinting at full strength rose into the air at the same time, narrowly missing their teammates. They flew into the sky like shells, roaring towards the ground with terrifying momentum!
The warriors who came behind them like a tidal wave had no idea that the sky above their heads darkened, and before they could react, a blazing light suddenly lit up, piercing them so hard that they could hardly open their eyes.
Each mechanism soul armor wields three swords, and six hundred sword lights that are more than three feet long interweave into a network of swords.
He smashed into this crowd of people.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and countless screams of terror and despair rang out in unison.
boom!
Two hundred machine soul armors landed on the ground at the same time, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts. However, the panicked Beidou warriors did not notice the posture of these machine soul armors when they landed.
Bend your knees deeply and lean forward.
The two hundred machine soul armors that had just landed were suddenly ejected like two hundred heavy bronze balls!
The sword glowed like a weave, piercing into the crowd, and countless blood spurted out, and a large area of the dense crowd suddenly became empty.
boom!
Two hundred machine soul armors landed on the ground at the same time again, raising smoke and dust all over the sky.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, and Beidou warriors looked at these bronze monsters in horror. The winding river of blood at the feet of the bronze giants and the scattered corpses became the best footnotes to these bronze monsters.
