Zhao Changqing was covered in blood, and ran to Wu Yuanzi's side, shouting: "Altar master!"

Wu Yuanzi was also shocked, even he didn't figure out where the killing machine came from just now.

"It's not man-made, it's the Great Formation of General Mountain!" Wu Yuanzi quickly understood.

"How is this possible? I have dug out the nine array eyes of General Mountain, which is equivalent to breaking his big array, even if there is still residual power, it is impossible to be so terrifying!" Zhao Changqing exclaimed in horror.

The fallen leaf killing machine just now made him hairy.

His seven brothers and sisters are all masters of foundation building, and the strong people in the world who are entering the Dao were killed in an instant, and they didn't even have time to react?

"Who the hell is it! How dare you kill my disciple of the Yuan Emperor?" Wu Yuanzi was shocked and angry, now that the Dharma Dao has declined, the eight disciples who came this time are called the eight sons of the Yuan Emperor, and all of them are core disciples of the Yuan Emperor faction. In the future, it is possible to enter Jindan or even Yuanying.

As a result, he was cut off like pork, how could he bear it?

His whole body tensed, and his mind wandered around, probing for any possible enemy.

However, nothing was found.

"Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a loud voice exploded in his ears, Wu Yuanzi was startled, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that on the tree above his head, I don't know when a person was standing.

It was a very young man, who looked to be twenty years old at most, with a cold gaze and a playful look at the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you!" Wu Yuanzi said angrily.

The other party was able to appear by his side, how could he bear it?

Doesn't this mean that if the other party wants to kill him, he can directly attack just now?

"Here, Xia Wuji!" Xia Jiu exclaimed coldly.

As soon as the suspended gun in his hand came out, it was inserted into Zhao Changqing's chest in the blink of an eye, and the huge force carried him away and nailed him to a big tree dozens of meters away.

"Uh-uh......" Zhao Changqing spat blood in his mouth, and wanted to pull out the suspended gun with his hand, but he used several forces, but the suspended gun didn't move at all.

"Altar master, save, save me!" Zhao Changqing shouted with despair. His eyes were full of unwillingness.

He is a master of the eighth layer of foundation building, and it won't take him a few years to enter the Jindan realm.

But he was killed in seconds and was going to die here.

Wu Yuanzi trembled angrily. Zhao Changqing is the best disciple of the younger generation of the Yuan Emperor Sect!

However, he was more afraid, because he couldn't see clearly at all, how did Xia Jiu make a move?

He is a master of Yuanying, and he can't see a scum on the second floor of Jindan?

What the hell is going on?

Xia Jiu had already walked to the side of the huge division at this time, and the huge division rolled his eyes and twitched all over, obviously unable to hold on.

"You're very good!, you dare to use the Soul Searching Dafa on my people!" Xia Jiu's face showed anger.

Immediately, he slapped his palm on the top of the huge division's head, and his consciousness directly entered the sea of consciousness of the huge division.

Yuan Ying is a kind of law, don't look at it as a child, it's actually extremely terrifying.

At this time, the Yuan Infant was half-sitting in the sea of consciousness of the huge division, eating the original spirit of the huge division one bite at a time.

As soon as Xia Jiu entered, that Yuan Ying stood up and looked at Xia Jiu with hostility.

Xia Jiu didn't talk nonsense, he directly stuck Yuan Ying with one hand, and then dragged Yuan Ying Shengsheng out of the sea of knowledge of the huge master.

"What the hell are you, you look so ugly, grass!"

Xia Jiu raised his kick and kicked the Yuan Infant away.

Wu Yuanzi was taken aback, his Yuanying was extremely strong, and he was actually caught and kicked away?

How powerful is this person's primordial spirit?

Everyone has such a thing as a primordial god, but ordinary people do not manifest it, and only by touching the path of cultivation can they cultivate the manifestation of the primordial spirit.

When an ordinary person dies, his soul will be scattered, but when a cultivator dies, the one who leaves his body is the Yuan Shen.

A monk in the Jindan stage, it is absolutely impossible for the strength of the Yuan Shen to exceed that of the Yuan Infant, because the Yuan Infant is the Yuan Shen refining into a baby, which not only manifests and forms, but also gives birth to the Dharma Body outside the body.

He didn't know that Xia Jiu's brain domain had reached twenty percent, and the power of consciousness was not much weaker than him.

The cultivation of the god clan is the brain domain, although the immortal cultivator also cultivates the primordial god, but unless there is a special attack method, otherwise the primordial god does not have much attack power.

The reason why Yuan Ying is powerful is not that Yuan Shen is powerful, but that its energy body has countless wonderful uses and can cultivate various magical powers.

"Boy, you dare to hurt my Yuanying, you are doomed! I want to refine your soul and be my ghost general!"

Wu Yuanzi was furious, he stretched out his hand, and the ghost baby entered his body, and when he raised his hand again, there were seven jars sealed with talismans in front of him.

The Yuan Emperor faction is also known as the altar god in Shu, and each of these altars is sealed with soldiers and horses.

It is generally divided into three altars, the upper and lower altars, which are the heavenly soldiers of the gods. The middle altar is the soldiers and horses of the five mountains and the subordinate soldiers and horses of the local emperor, the ancestor, the local city god and the temple king, and the lower altar is the yin soldiers, most of whom are young and strong who died in battle, and the mountain spirits in the stone hill and grass forest.

To put it simply, the altar is the most powerful, and it can summon immortal heavenly soldiers. The middle altar is a local soldier who has been cultivated, and it still belongs to the official Yin officials, while the lower altar is an ordinary Yin soldier and an idle mountain spirit wandering ghost.

These things sound so strange that I'm afraid no one will believe them.

But in fact, all these things of the Yuan Emperor faction are true.

Wu Yuanzi's seven altars are all lower altars.

But even the power of the lower altar is extremely terrifying, because what the Yuan Emperor faction is best at is the spell of soldiers and horses!

They alone are an army! Raising the Yin army and running rampant in the cultivation world, although there are very few people from the Yuan Emperor faction, and there are only a few dozen people in the whole department, even the generals attach great importance to it, because their methods have always been crowd tactics!

This Wu Yuanzi didn't know when there was an extra bull horn in his hand.

He took the trumpet and blew it.

Ancient syllables sounded like a spell on the General's Mountain.

Bang bang, all the seals of the seven altars collapsed, and black mist flew out.

Immediately afterward, Xia Jiu saw that the jungle in front of him was actually stirring, and one by one the grass and tree spirits walked out with great power.

Some of these spirits are monsters evolved from plants and trees, and their bodies are like dummies made of grass, while others are made of stones, lined up one by one, rushing out of the grass.

There were also many strange creatures, which also appeared and surrounded Xia Jiu at once.

The five ghosts, the spirits and monsters in the forest all appeared.

Legend has it that Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun subdued all the demons in the nether realm, and took the best of them to form 1,200 grass-headed gods, whose combat power is stronger than that of heavenly soldiers and generals.

There are 500 grass-headed gods in the human world, and they can train armies and control all kinds of ghosts.

This Holy Emperor Sect is the Dao system left by Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, and I think this is the five hundred grass head gods.

Wu Yuanzi's face was full of pride, he was like a marshal, as soon as he stretched out his hand, those ghosts got out of the way.

Woo!

Another horn sounded, and there was a heavy fog on the mountain road, and there was the sound of thumping footsteps.

The sound of the footsteps was extremely eerie, and it pierced people's hearts, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Sure enough, I saw one ghost figure after another coming out of the fog, and one by one there was a lot of yin on their bodies, and their grimaces were extremely gloomy.

If ordinary people see it, they are afraid that they will be scared to death, this is the crossing of Yin soldiers, and mortals must get out of the way.

But these soldiers actually walked to Wu Yuanzi's side and defended him like an emperor.

Xia Jiu took a closer look, and actually found that these Yin soldiers were wearing the clothes of the national army, many of them lacked arms and legs, and even lost their heads, but they were still carrying Yin guns and bayonets, with an indomitable momentum.

Awesome, awesome, even this kind of thing!

Xia Jiu couldn't help but admire, this old thing's family background is really rich!

Five hundred grass-headed gods, I'm afraid there are also three hundred Yin soldiers in this national army, I really don't know how much effort it took him to collect them.

"Xia Wuji, I have eight hundred Yin Army, how can you fight with me? Even if your mana is monstrous, you are also a strong Yuanying Force, and you are also torn to pieces by my eight hundred Yin Army today!" Wu Yuanzi laughed, his expression full of pride.

At this time, he really felt like he was pointing at the country and looking at the world, as if a victorious general was facing a captive.

"Do you know why our Yuanhuang Sect is admired? It is because we are proficient in the magic of soldiers and horses, and we have supernatural powers, even if we are a Yuanying powerhouse, how can we compare with my eight hundred Yin soldiers? Even if it is a mouthful of saliva for one person, he can drown him!"

"Kneel down and surrender, sacrifice the secrets of General Mountain and you, I can leave you a whole corpse!"

"Wu Yuanzi. ”

Xia Jiu suddenly laughed, smiling very happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Yuanzi was suddenly furious.

"Wu Yuanzi, I want to thank you, really, for giving me such a big gift. In return, I can make your death a little more painful!"

"You're looking for death!" Wu Yuanzi's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his big hand, the eight hundred Yin Army rushed towards Xia Jiu in an instant.