Since the arrival of the War Soul Legion, the rainy war ruins seem to have been strongly stimulated. Every drop of rain contains biting Yin Qi, like a sharp knife, which is constantly inserted into the ground, splashing countless muddy-smelling water.

gas.

Thin mist rises from the rugged ground, like countless mosquitoes and flies that are awakened by the warm spring breeze after a long winter dormancy, penetrating into every outsider who breaks into the war site.

Inside their bodies, even if they are possessed by heroic spirits and hold up a tough protective shield, they are still being eroded unswervingly.

Feeling the omnipresent malice, the condensed Dharma of the War Spirit Legion suddenly let out a roar, and the nameless anger rushed away the dark clouds covering an area above the head, condensing out of thin air a vest-shaped yellow cloud, hundreds of golden lamps, and silver lamps.

Flowers and bronze birds formed a shield that water could not penetrate, bearing the backlash of the war ruins for the war spirit army.

As soon as he stood firm, War Spirit Dharma Minister Cen Jiuquan silently recited a mantra, covered his left eye with the two index fingers of his left hand, and suddenly shouted: "Clairvoyance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right eye suddenly glowed, and the eyeballs bulged outwards, about a foot long, before he stopped. His cylindrical eyes were covered with countless dark red bloodshot threads like spider webs, as if they were carved with thousands of evil shamans.

symbol.

Heavy clouds cut off the prying eyes of outsiders, and the scarlet military aura of the armed and iron horses obscured the details of the war ruins. However, under the thousand-mile eyes blessed by the "little shaman technique", it was still completely broken, exposing the truth in the heartland.

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A white jade-like skeleton of a martial artist and immortal, sitting on a throne made of countless broken knives and broken swords, holding a reclining agate horn cup in both hands, with a pool of golden-red blood at the bottom.

And it is growing slowly. Looking at the speed at which the liquid level rises, it is only an hour before it is overflowing.

"Sure enough, the Winged King Stone dares to be worthy! He actually transformed a soul as light as a feather into a Kunggang jade bone as thick as the earth. If he drank the rich blood in the Holy Grail, wouldn't it mean that he would become flesh and bones, life and death, and rise from the dead?

The resurrected Netherworld Immortal Dao Fruit?"

Cen Jiuquan remembered that he had made numerous military exploits during his lifetime and was not treated well after his death. He was still driven by the court and did not break away from the shackles of hawks and dogs. Then he looked at the current situation of his old enemy, who actually wanted to surpass himself, achieve the superior merits, and be immortal from now on.

, how can you be calm? I am so angry that I can't help but feel angry. This is to put it mildly. I have long been envious, jealous and hated to death.

"Since the details of the weapons battlefield here have been grasped by myself, I quickly send out a recruitment signal and ask the army to descend and come!"

As soon as Cen Jiuquan finished speaking, a guard with two swords on his back took out the short-handled firecracker hidden in his arms and pulled the trigger. The flints collided, ignited the match rope, and triggered a latent fire in the medicine warehouse. There was only a "bang" sound.

With a sound, a wind-patterned bullet soared up and exploded on the cloud umbrella held above the head of the fighting spirit army. Countless seeds of gunpowder exploded one after another, and the fireworks outlined the illusion of a winged white tiger.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of red and white military aura descended through the air, opening countless gaps in the lingering clouds. The weak military aura suddenly grew stronger. Even Cen Jiuquan, who was only half a body, appeared in full form, and his light yellow vest transformed into

Dark gold armor, with a white tiger lying on the left shoulder, the tiger's tail like a steel whip wrapped around the belt, and being held in the mouth by a gluttonous beast, and on the right shoulder squatting an evil leopard, with eyes as red as blood, filled with evil aura.

"After many years, Laojiu Cen of the Cen family has finally made it through. In addition to the tiger-general pattern, it seems that there is also a hint of a gentleman changing his mind. Unfortunately, Cen Laojiu must have forgotten it! Times have changed, the situation on earth has changed, and the dynasty has changed.

, now the heavenly dynasty is ruling the world, the red flags are flying under the mountains, and the gods of cows, ghosts and snakes have returned."

Under the water of the eight-hundred-mile-long river, a face of great compassion and great wishes appeared. He slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the army of fighting souls with overwhelming strength, smiled indifferently, and then quietly disappeared.

Originally, he wanted to use an iron barrel siege to trap the heart of the war ruins, and dig out the treasures contained inside step by step. The "Kingdom of Heaven" was lost among the twelve weapons of God in the war years, and the Holy Grail of Abundance ranked quite high, but Cen

Jiuquan only gave him an hour to see the truth with his little shamanism and clairvoyance.

"The power of humanity, with a single order, can move Mount Tai and level the Beihai. The general is in charge of the army, and the military orders are like mountains. He can also cut down dangerous obstacles, level the rugged areas, and fill the ravines. The armies obey the orders, suppress the earth's veins, calm down the evil spirits, and smooth out the bumps.

Eliminate dissatisfaction...go forward, go forward, go forward!”

It is said that the number of people exceeds 10,000, and it is boundless! The army of war spirits, totaling more than 10,000, spreads out a legal area of ​​ten miles to suppress the turmoil of the war ruins. Even if there is a bottomless valley chasm in front of them, the war spirits will continue to fight one after another.

Jump down until the ground is leveled, and let the robes behind you walk over on your shoulders, and they will follow suit leisurely.

As a result, the seemingly difficult and dangerous terrain was conquered by the War Spirit Legion in the most clumsy way. The forward line was closely arranged, even more than Li Xu, and they were all flying cavalry with two muskets.

The descendants with the heroic spirit contract, especially the scavengers who are trying their luck in picking up leaks, can't help but shudder when they see this scene. After all, most of them are occult enthusiasts living in peaceful times, relying on their keyboards

It's okay to post words online and brag, but once you get down to it, you won't be able to say anything.

Even in a team of small and large groups, there are lucky ones who have mastered the anti-army treasures and contracted with high-level heroic spirits, but they are speechless for a moment.

However, there are also people who do not believe in evil. No, a brother on the road was lucky enough to reach a contract with the heroic spirit of "Hong Xiguan" by practicing the "spirit of loyalty". He belongs to the line of self-cultivation, and his attributes are spearmen and double.

Dual-wielding guns, long and short weapons, and hidden attributes are not worth mentioning.

His partner is a young man in a suit and leather shoes, with shoulder-length hair and a tattoo of "Over the Shoulder Dragon" on his chest. He looks like a big brother. He is probably addicted to gambling. His precious phantom is a bone-white dice, but the upper part is

There are no points, only six black and red animal seals of "good luck, good fortune, harmony, misfortune, great misfortune, death". They have eyebrows and eyes, and they seem to have spirituality in them.

The eldest brother, who possesses the hidden attribute of "Giant of the Rivers and Lakes", glanced at the war spirit army that was quickly retreating, and did not hesitate to consume twice the spiritual power to divine the future for his brother.

I saw the bone-white dice, gently twisted by his two fingers, spinning quickly and falling to the ground, attracting the attention of the entire team, who all cast their eyes at it.

After three breaths, the dice stopped quietly, and the upward side was exposed. It was the word "fierce" with a red ground and black color. This immediately made the "Lancer" who had never been lucky and had a very low level, a layer of psychology.

shadow.

"The war spirit army with muskets! It must belong to the last dynasty in modern times. Since the spirit of war has been condensed, it must be an important minister and general who will leave his name in history. You have to be careful!"

"Brother Nan, don't worry. The heroic spirit contracted with me seems to be related to the last dynasty. At this time, his fighting spirit is high, and my blood is boiling. He should be able to display his strength with a 100% synchronization rate."

When Brother Long Nan heard this, he smiled reassuringly and gently patted a seven-branched iron branch into the spearman's body.

When the staff officer of the "White Paper Fan" saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he rushed to get points and said: "All attributes are plus one! The loot obtained from the last robbery of the Dusk Tavern... Brother Nan has nothing to do with you.

By the way, I wish you good luck and a safe return!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of peace charms blurted out, converging into the word "blessing" one after another, and landed on the spearman one after another. It was the staff's heroic spirit ability "Speech Spirit".
Chapter completed!