"No wonder the Red Scarf Army was able to conquer so many cities so quickly...defeat so many stationed spiritual troops..." Zhang Rongfang looked solemn.
At this moment, a figure in the distance quickly approached.
"Report!"
He is a master of movement techniques that goes against the teachings.
The man came to Zhang Rongfang, knelt down on one knee and said urgently.
"Master of the Temple! Something happened with Lord Ding Yu! Lord Ding was seriously injured, and there are only two people left with him. Lord Yunqi has returned with Lord Ding seriously injured! He has arrived at the temple!"
"..." Zhang Rongfang's expression changed slightly, "Zhenhai, you and others will come over later, I'll go over first!"
"yes!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Rongfang returned at full speed towards the Yuannu Canyon.
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Hundreds of miles away from Wushan Prefecture, there is a place called Qianjin Mountain.
Deep in the mountain, there stood a manor whose walls were completely painted black.
At this time, loud laughter was heard in the manor, shaking the surrounding mountains and forests.
"Brother Zhou is in charge of the mountain province. It's really a smooth road without any obstacles! It's worthy of being the Mingshen Great Sect that once caused the catastrophe of the Fubo Plague. It's well-deserved and well-deserved!"
An old man with a rosy face, bare chest and strong upper body, was sitting opposite another man under the protection of the elite men with red scarves and red armor around him, drinking and talking.
The scribe is thin and has long, narrow and bright eyes. He is holding a white porcelain wine glass in one hand and showing a reserved smile.
"The only resistance here in Shan Province is the few generals, but their numbers are limited. Even if they take action personally, they can't save the situation."
"That's right. The Dao Sect, Zhenyi Sect, and Xizong all add up to only three general masters. As for the Tiansuo Black Ten branch here, they have already evacuated, so the real opponents are them. Plus Xue
Four provincial governors of Lingjun who were born in Hongge." The old man drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"What's more, now that most of them are deploying their forces, they still have to deal with the riots there..."
"No..." The scribe smiled slightly, "The leaders of the Five Religions Circle will not take action. On the contrary, they are eager for us to act like this."
"That's right. These people are used to being greedy for life and afraid of death, and they no longer dare to risk their lives." The old man nodded in approval.
The scribe didn't reply, just smiled.
The two poured wine again, clinked glasses, and drank against each other.
"However, such one-time methods are not sustainable. The mobs that have been stimulated to their full potential are completely expendable and will exhaust and die in a few years at most. We must determine the outcome before large-scale depletion." The old man said.
road.
"Brother Hu, don't worry, soon...someone will come in soon to clean up the mess." The scribe named Zhou said with a smile.
"It's Master Zhou who has thought deeply and made a decision long ago. It's awesome!" the old man said with a smile.
"No, if it weren't for the large amount of Quanfeng Poison brought by Brother Hu, it wouldn't be so easy for me to succeed here." The scribe named Zhou replied softly.
This time, the Thousand Religion Alliance operation completely liberalized the pastoral covenant of all religions, causing the Great Spirit to ignite smoke everywhere.
Countless thugs whose brains were sucked out by the god-worshipping warriors were briefly drained of their potential and transformed into fanatical mobs that could only survive for a few years and swept through all surrounding towns.
At the same time, the entire Thousand Religions Alliance sent twelve generals to each of the twelve provinces to take charge of all situations.
Zhou Yitang, a scribe named Zhou, was the general in charge of Shan Province. He was also one of the twelve generals.
At the same time, he is also the contemporary leader of the esoteric sect called the Mingshen Sect, which is a member of the Thousand Sect Alliance.
There are not many grandmasters in the Thousand Sect Alliance, so although he only made a breakthrough the year before last, in the current situation of urgent shortage of high-end power, he has also been assigned a general position.
"Currently, 70% of the towns in Shan Province are under siege by us, and the rest are occupied by Yimeng and Lingjun. Provincial Governor Amoye has just taken office. Facing such a situation, I am afraid he will be desperate."
Zhou Yitang's expression returned to calm.
"Leave it to me to deal with it. It's just Sankong. The spirit man has been high up for too long. It's a joke that Sankong can actually govern an entire province." The old man surnamed Hu said coldly.
"Brother Hu takes action, and he will be captured easily. After taking care of the provincial governor, we will directly capture Wushan." Zhou Yitang nodded.
He was about to continue when suddenly a woman with red armor outside quickly approached and whispered a few words into his ear.
"Master, there is a small group near Wushan Mansion that has lost contact. It should have been eliminated."
Zhou Yitang nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.
"It doesn't matter. In such a large mountainous province, it's normal for some strange people to appear. Wasn't that Yunhai Town just captured? Move quickly from inside and select two thousand people to let them pass. Remember to divide into more than a dozen teams."
"Yes!" The woman nodded and left.
"What's wrong?" The old man surnamed Hu also heard the exchange between the two.
"Nothing. The pastoral covenant of all religions is no longer in effect. Ordinary civilians can be directly transformed into thugs, and those with better physiques can also be easily transformed into spiritual guards. If I hadn't brought a small number of followers, the transformation speed would be too slow.
Mountain province is nothing more than taking something out of a bag." Zhou Yitang said with a smile.
Without the pastoral covenant of all religions, mortals can be forced to worship gods, and then have all their brains sucked out, turning them into thugs.
In this way, the full potential is stimulated, the temperament loses its rationality, and it will only follow the desires and destroy everywhere.
Such thugs can only survive for a few years and become mobile natural disasters.
Therefore, neither the old man nor Zhou Yitang cared about the loss of the hundred-man squad.
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In the snow, Zhang Rongfang's figure turned into a shadow and quickly flashed behind the thugs.
A second later, more than a dozen thugs around him froze in place at the same time, their foreheads collapsed, and they died.
"kill!
"Not far away, a leader of the Red Turban Army had a fanatical look on his face, and his body exploded, turning into a large spiritual line that swept across all living creatures around him.
The two besieging rebel masters were caught off guard, their bodies were cut off on the spot, and they died immediately.
Zhang Rongfang was too late to rescue him, so he could only look at the group of spiritual threads that were still recovering with an ugly expression.
The spiritual thread was so sharp that even he was unwilling to try it.
After a short while, the spiritual thread quickly retracted, and Zhang Rongfang tapped his toes and suddenly appeared in front of the thug, pressed his forehead with his palm, sucked blood, shattered his heart, and turned it into black ash.
Dissipate slowly.
"Are all the spiritual troops in Shan Province dead!? Where have all the people gone!?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the rebel subordinates who had killed and injured more than ten people around him, and his heart ached.
On his way back to the canyon, he happened to encounter dozens of thugs frantically attacking the canyon guards.
He immediately stopped him, but unfortunately he was still a step too late.
This group of thugs are simply locusts! Against masters, they are nothing. But against warriors who are not strong enough and do not reach the highest level, they are simply crushed.
"Bring the wounded into the canyon, and the rest will be on guard!" After leaving the order, Zhang Rongfang quickly entered the canyon, and soon saw Ding Yu, who was seriously injured again, in a newly opened cave.
"Sir...I have let you down again..." Ding Yu looked pale and gritted her teeth as she lay on the hospital bed.
From his chest down, his entire body became a mess of flesh and blood, and it was impossible to tell where the bones and flesh were.
His legs were completely gone. Only two arms were left in his hands, and his forearms were completely gone.
"Who in that town could hurt you so badly?!" Zhang Rongfang looked at this guy's injuries and felt his own flesh aching.
"There are no experts, there are just too many of them..." Ding Yu gritted his teeth. "I tried my best to kill more than sixty of them and almost didn't escape!"
"Where's the drug dealer?" Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.
"Dead. No one alive." Ding Yu sighed.
"Take good care of yourself." Zhang Rongfang patted him on the shoulder, his heart becoming heavier and heavier.
Even a master like Ding Yu, a master who had been replaced by him, ended up like this. This shows how bad the situation over there is.
"It's okay, my injury will heal soon!" Ding Yu gritted his teeth, "It's just the brothers I brought with me..."
He brought more than ten people with him, but now only three of them are back.
He was indeed hurt, and Zhang Rongfang could already see that the injured area was starting to grow.
The terrifying recovery ability of the blood descendants is evident.
Nijiao and others on the side looked at this scene and swallowed their saliva wildly, with expressions of doubt on life.
It is not a matter of worshiping gods, but he can still have such recovery power. His lower body is almost gone, and he can still come back alive. This is far beyond the scope of ordinary warriors.
"By the way, Master, I got another news while I was there!" Ding Yu continued, "The situation of the Ling Army is very bad now. There are already many villages and towns that are completely deserted. Most of the population has become thugs.
.Our official roads near Wushan Prefecture have basically been cut off, and all the grain transport teams in and out have disappeared. Those thugs robbed everything and wanted everything!"
"Are you out of food..." Zhang Rongfang knew very well that he could be without anything else for the time being, but if there was a problem with food, it would be a big mess.
"I know, thank you for your hard work."
He instantly thought of his sister and brother-in-law.
As the chief official in charge of Wushan Mansion's business affairs, my brother-in-law is definitely in a state of disarray right now.
As the capital of Shan Province, Wushan Prefecture is relatively stable now, but looking at the future trend, it will inevitably become chaotic.
Coming out of the cave, Qing Su walked up to him quickly with a serious look on his face.
"Master, all the surrounding official transportation roads are blocked. The supply of medicine and food is the top priority and must be opened as soon as possible."
"What's the reaction from the provincial governor?" Zhang Rongfang's first thought was the Daling Garrison.
"The troops are already being mobilized. They should be planning to kill and clear out all the thugs head-on." Qing Su replied.
"Let's see the effect." Zhang Rongfang said solemnly.
"The strange thing is that the Daoist Sect, Zhenyi Sect, and Xizong didn't show any indication. It stands to reason that they would take the initiative to help and stabilize the peace of the area on weekdays, but this time..." Qingsu couldn't understand.
"There are god-worshiping guards among the thugs, which means that religious forces must be involved... I will bring them back first, and then everyone will guard the canyon and wait for the opportunity." Zhang Rongfang ordered.
"clear!"
Leaving the cave, Zhang Rongfang looked at the rebel members who were already busy in the distance, piling rocks at the entrance and exit of the canyon and building blocking bunkers.
"Let's try it first and clean up the surrounding thugs thoroughly."
If possible, spreading blood descendants in large numbers is actually the most convenient way.
However, the creation of blood descendants is very likely to attract the attention of the divine and Buddhist forces.
Now that Master Yue has finally put down what happened before, it's best not to cause complications.
So the only way is to do it yourself.
After making sure in his heart, he was about to set off and patrol around the canyon on his own.
With his speed and endurance, he can patrol for several days and nights without rest.
It's just that this is too time-consuming and extremely delays your own practice.
But at this moment, it is also expedient...
Boom!
Suddenly, in the distance in the direction of Wushan Mansion, a huge fire burst into the sky.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly turned his head and looked over there.
"What's going on!?" His heart suddenly thought, and as soon as he stepped down, he was already rushing over there.