At this moment, seventy-two dragon elephants were standing in the void. Each dragon elephant had a terrifying aura of power that was hundreds of feet high. It pressed down on the whole sky and earth, rumbling. There were cracks on the earth's crust and soil.
, when the cracks in the sky flicker, the scene is extremely amazing.
A thousand-foot high mountain was shattered into countless pieces of stone by Master Xun's punch.
Under such a shocking punch, the world became silent, and many monsters and monsters were silenced. Thousands of defeated barbarians were also frightened by this punch, and their fighting spirit suddenly disappeared.
A great master figure with a golden body finally revealed his majesty.
With Master Xun's overwhelming divine power that can shatter mountains with one punch at this time, he is only a hair away from entering the realm of [transcendence and sainthood].
Now that the overall situation has been decided, the barbarians put down their weapons one after another and tied their hands.
Shangyang Chao knelt on the ground, ignoring the blood on the ground, and said loudly: "Congratulations, my lord, for a great victory, a great victory, a great victory!"
Several generals also knelt down and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the lord, a great victory, a great victory, a great victory!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
?The army of the city cheered, and a hazy bloody light of killing slowly emerged on the soldiers, giving them an elite look.
"The souls of all the armies will be victorious, and the heroic spirits of all the armies will be victorious!"
Mr. Xun looked at the scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood at Qingsongkou. He raised his arms and cheered to the thousands of troops.
All the troops knelt down and shouted: "The military spirit will be victorious, the heroic spirit will be victorious!"
"The military soul is victorious, the heroic spirit is victorious!!"
After a battle that was like a millstone of flesh and blood, the entire army was completely transformed, and their entire spirit and spirit were completely different.
"After all, it has become the climate!"
Si stood among the troops for a long time, looking at the appearance of the troops, his heart felt like a big stone was weighing on him, and he could not let go.
With Mr. Xun's current power, if he said that he had no idea about the position of Lu Guo, Si Changchang would not believe it at all.
Marquis Lu Wen had many heirs, but how could he have Shao Xun? Normally, those who became great masters at a young age were none. With Shao Xun's strength and influence, once he competed for the throne, he would immediately become one of the strong contenders.
In fact, based on Mr. Xun's character and character, except for his humble background and slight flaws, no matter from which aspect he looks at it, he is worthy of competing for a high position.
After all, Mr. Xun has the hard power himself!
Although it was a bloody battle, Master Xun defeated the chaos, but it was still a tragic victory. After this battle, nearly half of the 30,000 soldiers were killed at Qingsongkou, and four to five thousand soldiers were seriously injured.
No calculation. With less than 10,000 armored soldiers, it can still maintain its original combat strength.
Moreover, with a little training, these 10,000 soldiers will become a truly elite army, which can be of great use.
By then, the foundations and wings will be fully formed by monopolizing power internally and intimidating externally.
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?Yi, the lobby of the official residence!
Mr. Xun sat at the head, and dozens of generals stood in the hall.
A leopard-eyed general lowered his head and said: "My lord, the chaos and barbarians fled. I personally led my troops to pursue them, but only captured more than a thousand prisoners. There were no less than three thousand barbarians missing. Only less than two thousand chaos and barbarians were captured by our army.
without."
"My lord, please kill the barbarians in order to sacrifice the souls of the heroes."
A general suddenly spoke with a murderous look on his face.
"Please sacrifice me!!"
"Kill the barbarian prisoners to sacrifice the heroic spirits!"
A dozen generals came out and gave advice in unison.
More than half of the 30,000 soldiers were lost. Among these tragic casualties, there were many relatives, nephews, and collateral relatives of the generals. They all had a deep-seated hatred for the barbarian soldiers who caused all this.
A general stood up and said: "My lord, you must not do it, you must not do it. When the barbarians attack, we will have the victory today only if everyone in the city is united as one."
"Among them, the three hundred giant god soldiers are the most important. They are both barbarian prisoners and soldiers under the command of the Lord. If the Lord is good at killing barbarian prisoners today, how will the three hundred giant god soldiers feel?"
"If your lord has the ambition to expand within the universe and encompass the whole world, he should not dwell on the past and grudges, but focus on the present, use strategies to control barbarians, weaken the hearts of barbarians, change the habits of barbarians, and do things for the middle-earth people.
People of Kyushu.”
Mr. Xun? He struck with his palm and said: "This is a golden and good word!"
"Incorporate the two thousand barbarian prisoners into the original barbarian registration and deal with them as a precedent."
"promise!"
All the generals responded in unison and bowed.
Mr. Xun pondered, and said: "Well... I had a lot of luck in winning this battle. There is such a huge disparity in power between Luanman and Xun. If the generals of Luanman are not real generals, I will be invincible.
Even with my abilities, it is difficult to deal with tens of thousands of barbarians."
"The next time the barbarians come back, I'm afraid they will be even more miserable!"
Shangyang leaned over and said: "The Lord is worried about this, and the ministers will feel at ease. This is called the Lord's victory. It is inherently blessed by the luck of the Nine Provinces, but there are many variables on the battlefield. One cannot have two. First there is chaos and barbarism, and I don't know.
If the enemy and we are too powerful to start a war rashly, this will be a defeat!"
"If there are barbarians who don't know how to adapt to battle formations, they will be defeated!"
"Now, the Lord has killed another son of the barbarian chieftain and defeated thousands of barbarians under his command. How can the barbarian chieftain give up?"
Mr. Xun smiled and said: "So what if you don't give up? The barbarian chief's hundreds of thousands of troops are confronting the old master and can't move easily. They are just scattered soldiers, so what should I be afraid of?"
Zhu Yuxing spoke and said: "My lord has defeated the first offensive of the barbarians. It will not be so easy for Luanman to accumulate the next offensive. But once the barbarians come again, they will definitely be more ferocious than this time."
many."
"My lord, please give me the order to build a high wall, store up grain, mobilize 300,000 Guizhou heads in the city, and manage the whole city according to the military and legal system. Let the war equipment in the city be used for war all the time.
Accumulate and prepare.”
Mr. Xun? Pressing the jade button on his waist, his eyebrows twisted together.
"Build walls high, store grain widely...become king slowly!"
These last three words popped out of Mr. Xun's mind naturally.
"If someone builds a wall high and stores grain widely, we will build a wall and store grain."
Mr. Xun looked at the generals and spoke carefully and carefully.
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There is a poisonous miasma in southern Xinjiang. No grass can grow, and the poisonous gas persists all year round. The lethargic miasma has penetrated into the vast soil of southern Xinjiang, turning it into a poisonous soil.
The wolf-headed demon was filled with sorrow and sorrow, and its soul turned into a crescent moon, barely protecting itself and moving around in the poisonous miasma.
This wolf monster is not the first time he has returned to southern Xinjiang, but he still shudders from the bottom of his heart every time he sees this scene of raging poison.
These poisonous miasma mist may not be very eye-catching, but they are transformed by the sweat secreted by the poisonous dragon ancestor.
The old dragon's heels and feet also have supreme magic power, which can be said to be a treasure. Even the sweat secreted by the dragon's body is a first-rate poison that can kill the innate master and the true soul.
With the wolf demon's ability to survive three nine tribulations, if he had not possessed the legacy of his ancestors, he would probably have his muscles, bones, skin and flesh swallowed up and turn into a wolf bone as soon as he entered the poisonous swamp.
The wolf demon walked for a long time, only to feel that the fog miasma was getting thicker and thicker, almost like a substance. The mist soaked into his mouth and nose, and a heavy pressure pressed on his chest, making him feel sick and his stomach rumbling.
"After being an old friend, I would like to pay a visit to my ancestor Tianyan. I hope that my ancestor would be generous enough to meet me because of my ancestor's lack of respect in the past."
This wolf monster bowed respectfully towards the depths of the poisonous miasma.
The poisonous gas was billowing, and the place was quiet and quiet, as if it were a pool of stagnant water without any life or vitality.
"Don't hesitate to meet me!"
The wolf demon raised a black scale high and shouted loudly.
boom--
The poisonous mist surrounding the area seemed to be like thousands of snakes moving in unison, flying around rapidly. An extremely terrifying existence finally lowered its gaze and stared at the wolf demon.
This behemoth-like existence had scarlet eyes that were almost like two blood moons. Just the pure gaze made the wolf demon's skin loosen and his flesh fall apart. His mind was forced to the extreme by this dragon's power, and he almost fainted.
"Are you the blood descendant of that old guy Bai Xiao?"
The Poisonous Dragon's deep voice penetrated directly into the wolf demon's mind, causing the wolf demon's mind to churn and vaguely feel like it was exploding.
"yes,"
The wolf demon gritted his teeth, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
This poisonous dragon is so powerful that it can be said to be his backing in the future. He does not think it is worthwhile to waste the favor of his ancestors just for revenge.
Mr. Xun wiped out the wolf demon's thoughts with one punch and took up the grudge with the wolf demon. Although the wolf demon wanted to take revenge with one punch, the poisonous dragon ancestor was so terrifying and powerful that he wanted to give up. He didn't want it to be so simple.
It's a waste of this precious favor.
"Well... although the blood and aura have been separated for a long time, they are indeed the son of that old guy."
The poisonous dragon opened and closed its eyes to see the wolf demon clearly inside and out.
"Tell me what you want, as long as I can satisfy it, just ask..."
With magical powers that are superior to those of gods and humans, at least in the vast land of suffering, the words of the Poison Dragon Ancestor are still very weighty. For ordinary practitioners, they will not hesitate to have a unique opportunity.
"Say it,"
The Poison Dragon Ancestor transformed into a black figure, and the old man stretched out his skinny palms. The dragon scales in the wolf demon's hands suddenly turned into a black light and fell into the old man's palm.
The wolf demon looked at the wolf claws and felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something vital to his life.
"The little demon is stupid. Although he is lucky enough to inherit the bloodline of his ancestors, he has no guidance from a master and has no chance to develop the great skill of swallowing the sky and the sun like his ancestors."
"Therefore, the little demon begs the ancestor to accept the little demon. The little demon is willing to help the ancestor and Xiaoan."
The wolf demon gritted his teeth and made up his mind, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and kept kowtowing.
At this moment, the wolf demon seems to have figured it out a little. If such a powerful and incomprehensible existence can worship under the ancestor's sect, not only the pure Yang soul can be expected, but also the way of heaven and man may not have the opportunity to think about it.
A mere petty grudge was not worth giving up the opportunity he had obtained.
After all, the future is long, and when he reaches great success, he will have the opportunity to repay him.
"Hoo ho ho..."
The poisonous dragon laughed loudly, and the black mist suddenly rolled, and the area thousands of miles away was shaking violently, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
"You're smart, really smart,"
It seemed like it was admiring or murmuring, the black mist slowly enveloped the wolf demon, and its figure gradually disappeared.
"Hoo ho ho..."
…………
At the same time, in the west flower garden, Mr. Xun's heart skipped a beat, and a vague sense of crisis made him frown.
"what happened?"
Mr. Xun? His eyes were solemn and he looked far to the south.
Martial arts practice is not like Taoist Qigong practitioners, who can do calculations and calculate the secrets of heaven. Martial arts practice focuses on sharpening the body and defeating all kinds of magic with one force, but it does not have as many magical powers as Taoism.
It's just that all methods are the same. If you practice martial arts to a certain level, you can predict it on a whim. At the beginning of most crises, there will be warnings, and you can take the first step to avoid them.
Want to kill Mr. Xun? You can only kill him by force without leaving any room with your extremely strong cultivation.
"That's where..."
Mr. Xun? His eyebrows twitched and he snorted heavily.
With his great master's martial arts, it cannot be said that there are not many people who have the ability to kill him. But Mr. Xun? If he fights back with all his strength, he will be destroyed and both sides will suffer losses.
"Is that the poisonous dragon targeting me?"
When he thought about the poisonous dragon that he couldn't avoid, his face darkened slightly.
After collecting information from many sources, he became more and more afraid of the poisonous dragon lying across southern Xinjiang.
The water here is very deep, and it is not something that he, a grand master, can intervene in.
"No way... [Easy Muscles and Bones] seventy-two refinements are still a little weak. If I complete the eighty-one refinements, Vajra is indestructible, and then step into the realm of becoming a saint and a king in the physical body, I guess there will be no
Those monsters and monsters don’t dare to think about me anymore.”
Mr. Xun was caressing the table, as powerful as the martial arts power of ancient ferocious beasts, and inadvertently skipped around the flower garden.
The situation in the main world is treacherous, and the countries in Yuzhou are in chaos. Shangcai is also a place of right and wrong, with many unpredictable beings peeking out.
Although Mr. Xun barely maintained a balance, once this balance collapsed, it would be a complete disaster for Shangcai's 300,000 Guizhou heads.
"We still need to cultivate the worlds and use the original power of the worlds to return to the true deity of the main world."
Mr. Xun's eyes are dim and dim, like a deep pool of water, making it difficult to see through the colors.
Above the stone realm, strands of cyan source power flowed, and a little bit of golden cyan source power was refined, making the figure of [Future Taoist Body] even more unpredictable and unspeakable.
The stone mirror of the seventh-grade treasure weapon level has reached the limit of this square stone mirror. If it is gradually restored, it will not be as simple as before.
Mr. Xun Mingming felt that the stone mirror at the sixth level of the divine weapon would need things that could only be found in the higher world.
The third level of precious weapons, the third level of divine weapons, and the third level of rare treasures. Each level is a gap, elusive and out of reach!
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In the world of immortality, there are mountains and valleys criss-crossing each other, the auras of immortals are like mayflies, and the essence and clouds turn into nine colors.
In the blessed land of Lanke Mountain, the essence of the earth's veins is slowly flowing out, the heavenly light and divine flowers are slowly falling, thousands of skyflowers are blooming, and thousands of divine lights are connected.
A Taoist in gray robes travels between blessed places, inhaling the essence of the sun and the moon, reciting forty-eight thousand cave-mysterious mantras, and can enter the door of spiritual practice with just one thought.
Taoist Master Xun, dressed in a purple Taoist robe, walked along the mountain road. The mountain road was lined with green pines and cypresses, and the dew was crystal clear.
Each of the gray-robed Taoists looked after Master Xun's back with respectful expressions on their faces.
"This is Senior Brother Qingfeng..."
"After only practicing for three years, he entered the ghost-immortal realm and became the true disciple of Yin Shen."
"It's really amazing, amazing..."
Mr. Xun's expression was indifferent, and the whispers in his ears were forgotten as soon as the breeze blew by.
Praise and slander are like passing clouds; slander and slander are just confusion and illusion.
At this time, Mr. Xun has been able to enter the Heavenly Gate for more than three years.
With Xun Shao's Taoist heart and Taoist nature, he practiced bravely and diligently, and reached the state of Yin Shen training, Yang Shen achievement, and the Tao body is pure and flawless. A body of Taoism, separated from Yin and Yang, and the human and immortal status of the Yuan Shen Dharma.
, which is only half a step away.
With such a talent, if Mr. Xun hadn't deliberately hidden his clumsiness, he would have caused a sensation in the land of Kefu.
However, even if Mr. Xun deliberately hides his clumsiness, his wise and understanding manners and words cannot be faked. For this reason, he gained the favor of Patriarch Lanke and passed down many secret Taoism and magical powers.
"What is the way of human immortality? Since you are the master of the main world, you are reborn as a true immortal, and your soul and dharma are freed from it."
Mr. Xun? His body is as light as a swallow, his toes poke like a mayfly, and he moves with normal steps.
Over the past three years, Mr. Xun has proven himself to be able to measure up to the five immortal families of heaven, gods, earth, humans, and ghosts.
Compared with the main world, ghosts and immortals are only subordinate to the master, human immortals are like real souls, earth immortals are like pure Yang souls, gods are almost like immortals wandering on the earth, and heavenly immortals are the way of heaven and man.
The upper limit of the Qingchi world is the way of heaven and man!
"Senior brother,"
A yellow crane crows, transforming into a boy with red lips and white teeth, bowing to Mr. Xun who is walking on the mountain road.
Young Master Xun said softly: "Junior Brother Huang He, what do you have to do with me, Master?"
This Yellow Crane boy is Patriarch Lanke's personal attendant. Although his status is not as good as the true disciple, he is a close person to the Patriarch. Even ordinary true disciples have to give him three points. The golden horn and silver horn on the journey to the west,
Just one example.
The boy Huang He didn't dare to take it seriously, and said in a clear voice: "The ancestor has ordered me to summon my senior brother to the Jinguang Cave to explain the matters of the Little Dan Yuan Meeting."
"Xiaodanyuanhui!"
Mr. Xun was stunned, and then a joy surged in his heart.
This is the most popular spiritual practice event Mr. Xun has heard about most in the past three years.
Since childhood, there has been a Qingxu Heaven, which has sent down decrees to the Thirty-Six Cave Heavens and Seventy-two Blessed Lands to prepare for the Xiaodanyuan event.
For a time, both the Taoists in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and the people in the world of mortals were all cheering and jumping for joy. They all aimed at the Little Dan Yuanhui and chased after it.
After all, the most important event in the Taoist sect is the Great Alchemy Society. Only earth immortals can enter the Great Alchemy Society.
The Small Alchemy Society is different, limited to ghosts and immortals. Although its specifications are not as grand as those of the Great Alchemy Society, the gold content in it may not be much smaller than that of the Great Alchemy Society.
Thanks to Xiaoyou Qingxu Tian, the first cave of this sect, how can practitioners in the world not think highly of it?
It's just a pity that because the number of places in the Alchemy Society is limited, those who can truly join the association must be only one person from a thousand. Even in Lan Kefu, there are many true disciples and direct disciples who are peeping at the precious places in the Little Danyuan Society.
Now, Patriarch Lanke suddenly summoned Master Xun? It may not be for the purpose of attending the meeting.