Lianshan Pass is located in front of two peaks, and there are a road inside the gate outside the gate. There are many watchtowers on both sides, and there are many soldiers patrolling inside and outside the city.

Inside the pass, there are also internal and external forces, one layer of garrison, and the other layer of supplying merchants inside and outside the pass.

The Ming Dynasty strictly prohibited all countries from communicating with trade. The only thing that can be traded with each other is the many dangerous barriers on the border. This is the biggest issue for raising a military army.

There is a saying among the people that thirty people raise one soldier, one horse can reach ten soldiers, and the 300,000 elite cavalry in Baizhou are consumed so much that it is beyond anyone’s imagination.

"call!"

After driving into the pass, Taoist Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

This journey was extremely difficult, even if he was a master, he felt a little exhausted. The "Fang Liexue" was like a dead person, and it was extremely troublesome to take care of it.

But someone took the handle.

"arrive!"

Looking back at the carriage, Yu Daoren bit his back teeth.

If it weren't for someone holding the handle and the "Yang Yu" was really powerful, he would have wished he would throw this person down halfway.

"Go back to the barracks."

A hoarse voice rang.

Through the Evil Suppression Seal, Yang Yu's will descended on the body of "Fang Liexue". Along the way, he always had the will on this newly refined living dead man.

Maintain its vitality.

The ceremony of suppressing evil seal has not been completed. Even if his mental power has made great progress, most of the time, he will still fall into a state of no thought or consciousness.

Fortunately, this is even more cautious than he imagined. He is a grand master who is controlled by others and does not even dare to test it a little.

"There are many experts in the military camp, aren't you afraid of exposure?"

Yu Daoren's tone is bad:

"The current Baizhou military champion, Juelongyuan, is really exposed. I'm afraid that all your ten clans will be killed!"

"You can stay out of the matter?"

Prison Yang sneered.

He saw this from the Taoist's temperament. The fate of this Taoist can be said to be average, but he has never made any progress. Caution has long been engraved into his bones.

Just like his destiny, "Gophagus cherishes his body".

"I'm fooled by your thief!"

Yu Taoist gritted his teeth.

"Go back to the barracks."

Yang Yu closed his eyes and transported his blood to recover from the injury of the living dead.

Fang Liexue is a very cruel person. Most of his injuries were caused by his own desperate attack. The furnace was broken and the tendons were broken. This was an unimaginable injury.

Even if he could give him a fate through the Evil Suppression Seal, he could not recover his injuries in a short period of time. He could only barely keep his furnace immortal.

The inner city of Langshan Pass is far larger than the outer city. The outer city is surrounded by orderly high-rise buildings, but inside is a continuous military tent. In the empty camp, there are generals who are striving for strength.

"Mr. Fang!"

"Commander Fang!"

Afar, many generals and schools came up. When Yang Yu was holding his throat and preparing to deal with it, he suddenly felt shocked.

"This is?!"

Yu Taoist was shocked and looked back outside the pass and saw a blood light soaring into the sky in the distance, like a rushing waterfall and a drooping river of heaven.

Are there great masters fighting in the pass?!

He was shocked and wanted to get up. Yang Yu stretched out his hand and hung it on his shoulder, urging him to climb the inner city observation deck. From this point, you can see the surging waves in the distance.

"I'm afraid this has to be more than ten miles? This is, the Grand Master is working hard?"

Yu Taoist was shocked.

The inner city was already in an uproar, with many generals wearing armor, and the low drums echoing, summoning the entire army to guard the police.

"This breath..."

Of course, the living dead man did not have the eyesight of his own, and had a gap, so he naturally could not see the battles dozens of miles or even further away, but in the surging blood, he smelled a familiar smell.

Fang Zhenghao?!

There were many masters in the Lanshan Pass. When they noticed a collision in the distance, cavalry rushed out of the pass immediately, and then the city gates were blocked and the whole city was on guard.

"Is it Fang Zhenghao?"

As he looked at it, Yu Taoist also reacted, and he muttered to himself, feeling a little surprised.

In Longyuan Dao, there are only a few people who are qualified to threaten Fang Zhenghao, but those people are all unreasonable to attack him?

What's more, it's outside the Lianshan Pass.

Fang Zhenghao was born in a military army and had studied military situations under the King of Zhao in the Western Prefecture. He used military power. Even if his martial arts master was better than his great master, he would never be his opponent.

Who will it be?

The doubt did not last long.

It took less than a cup of tea, and the collision in the distance had subsided. In less than half an hour, the blocked city gate opened again.

Suddenly screams came one after another.

When Yang Yu saw the familiar figure, Fang Zhenghao's clothes and armor were broken, his spear was bent, his hair was stained with blood, and his injuries were extremely serious.

But his aura was even more violent and domineering than ever before.

He urged his horse to enter the city, crossed the long street, and walked into the military camp with a broken gun in one hand and grabbed a white-haired alien head in the other.

"Where is the strong blood!"

With a low growl, Fang Zhenghao turned off his horse, staggered and stood still. He waved his hand to let all the generals who were coming to disperse their guard.

"General..."

The shocked Taoist Yu carried the "Fang Liexue" over and was about to speak when he was knocked to the ground with a punch.

"roll!"

Fang Zhenghao's hair and beard were all open, and his low roar was so scared that Yu Taoist retreated more than ten feet in a mess. He was angry again, but he did not dare to have any attacks.

"I say, listen."

After the screening left and right, the true energy was shrouded in Fang Zhenghao's face was cold and hard, his tone was a little gentler, and his words were concise.

"Before Jiazi, a small official from the Imperial Heavenly Prison was ordered to enter Liuji Mountain, and found ancient ruins and immortal magical illusions, and was able to return to the ancient world, gain fortune and secrets."

Fang Zhenghao's condition was extremely poor. In the sense of Yang Yu, he was like a candle in the wind, shocking.

"When the tide falls, the immortals and Buddhas die, and when the tide rises, all dharmas are born! An unprecedented great world is coming, and no one can stay out of it..."

Fang Zhenghao's seven orifices were squeezed out with blood, but he seemed to be unaware:

"After the Liujishan Battle, the two countries outside the pass, the royal families, and sects within the three countries, tried their best to shrink their wings, cultivate their descendants, and wait for the time..."

"We must take the lead when the sea boundary hole opens that day."

Tianhai Realm?

I see……

Yang Yu was shocked and faintly realized.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the mountain was accumulated, the Ming Dynasty intimidated the countries and demanded massive amounts of compensation from the other two countries. It should have been the time when the fire was cooking oil, but it was in turmoil.

But there is a reason for this...

So, the court’s measures to cut post stations, military pay, and lift the six doors are not just due to natural disasters?

"That little official has also risen to the top. Now he is the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and the chief of the Imperial Heaven Supervision!"

Fang Zhenghao said:

"He is my support!"

The Lord of the Imperial Heaven Supervisor, Xue Dilong?

Yu Yang's eyelids twitched slightly and asked, "Martial Saint?"

“It wasn’t twenty years ago, now…”

Fang Zhenghao is indifferent:

"There are so many martial saints in the world, and any dynasty that have passed through the past can be counted as those positions on the surface, and there are less than twenty people in the world!"

"only……"

He was silent for a moment and said, "It's just that the future is not accurate. According to Xue Dilong, there will be shocking changes after the great world comes."

Is the tide?
To be continued...