Like last time, I came out of the illusion realm in front of the General's Mansion, that is, from my own spiritual realm. My body skyrocketed, like an authentic martial spirit. As if turning decay into magic, my body is full of strength, and the armor on my skin is engraved with strange sacred runes. My yin qi flowed through my own skin and onto my armor, and my soul fire burned violently, emitting a gentle glow. At this height, I can only overlook the eight soul merchants, no matter how old they are, they are like children to me. Jiang Qun's pupils split into two, and a faint golden light reflected on the edge of the split, recording me and the scenery in my eyes.

"Without further ado, we hurriedly released the eight Lian Po generals and assimilated and absorbed them by Guo Qian!" said the young soul merchant with his hands as smooth as a woman's skin.

"Good guy, the fragments held by Guo Qian should be very large, he is now a nominee, if these Lian Po are successfully assimilated, he is very likely to ······"

"Super God into the peerless!"

I opened the Martial Soul Tan, carefully touched the screen with my thick fingers, and paid fifteen million thanks to each soul merchant. A few people's phones rang immediately, and they were not in a hurry to look at it, because they knew that I would thank them again, and the most important thing for them was to make us one.

The rough hands injected a touch of yin into the painting, and the portrait in the immediate urging came to life. As soon as he opened the general's mansion, a general wearing bronze armor and holding a long knife jumped out, with a lion's mane and beautiful hair, and he was full of energy at that time. Only a piece of white paper remained on the cyan shading roll.

"The general is here, and the king is gone. "I was shocked by the golden knife and shouted. The general's eyes condensed slightly, recognized me for a moment, and then nodded, dragging his knife and jumping towards me. His rocky body became one with me, and my soul burned with fire, and the flames flew upside down and swept through the box;

The hands tightened, injecting a touch of yin energy into the painting, and the portrait in the immediate urging came to life. As soon as he opened the general's mansion, a general wearing bronze armor and holding a long knife jumped out, with a lion's mane and beautiful hair, and he was full of energy at that time. Only a piece of white paper remained on the cyan shading roll.

"Ann has forsaken the Lord as a minister. "I was shocked by the golden knife and shouted. The general's eyes condensed slightly, recognized me for a moment, and then nodded, dragging his knife and jumping towards me. His mountain-like body became one with me, and my soul burned brightly, and the flames overflowed, scorching the gorgeous wallpaper;

The hands were cracked, the hands were plain white, and they poured yin qi into the scroll, so that the portraits in them had a spirit of beauty, and they were instantly concentrated, and the knives jumped up, and the bronze armor stood up. So the cyan scroll unfolded with only a blank sheet of paper······

In five minutes, the first seven generals have been successfully assimilated by me. As soon as they came out and saw me, they knew that the best light was burning in my heart, and they were willing to become a part of my body and flow out as light. Every time a general comes in, I become more fulfilled and more confident. When I turned my head, I could see a golden streamer in the corner of my eye. The rune light on my body changed from flickering to constant light, lasting for a long time, shining like day in this small box. My sword also sublimated from the color of gold to light, as if it had no form in the first place, but it could break everything in the world, and it could cut off the bonds between all soul masters and martial souls except me! I felt a little itch, so I reached out and touched my chin. At some point, a short, dense, stiff beard had grown.

It's good, I'm afraid I'm all over the light, too bright.

"Guo Qian, Zhao Yu has already started to act. Jiang Qun said, opening the window paper.

Outside the box, there are twenty-four rows of stalls, each with twenty-four columns. The thousands of soul masters who shuttled back and forth were surrounded by Zhao Yu's army, and there was a lot of noise, and the boiling was the voice of people. At that moment, my phone rang as well. Jiang Qun slid to answer for me, and I could hear the people inside: "Guo Qian, Zhao Yu is in trouble." Are we going to open these scrolls and fight him?"

This is Liu Wanshan, my good military advisor.

"Let's fight. I said, "All those martial spirits have been given to you, dozens of them each, let's have a fight with Zhao Yu." ”

"Where are you?" Lin Jie shouted as she snatched her phone. As I stood in front of the box, I could see them gathered on the side of the stage, staying with the five soul merchants. Lin Jie's feet are the boxes of martial soul picture scrolls. How could she not know where I was? I stood in front of Box 13 and could clearly see everything that was happening in the theater. Zhao Yu's numbers grew rapidly, and the rate had grown since he ordered the execution of several would-be escapers. The flames of war were about to burn to Lin Jie's feet.

"There I am. I said, "Don't you see the gods?"

Surrounded by light, I saw Lin Jie and her party slowly raise their heads and look towards Box 13. Liu Wanshan, Tan Bo, Sun Yiqun, their eyes were full of surprise, if I had the same heavy pupils as Jiang Qun, I could probably see that their pupils were trembling. I think I must be very handsome and mighty at this moment.

"Why don't you stop Zhao Yu at the moment when he is in trouble? He must have no god generals in charge, even if he has a large number of troops composed of high-level martial spirits, what's the problem? Didn't I already call Tan Bo to register, and I know their details very well?"

"Come back soon, as long as your god will jump down, won't you be able to deal with him?" Lin Jie cried, "Guo Qian, why don't you show up yet." ”

The phone slid off my hand and fell to the floor of the hall at a height of about seven meters. The black box distributed by Lin Tianlin Martial King, which was bound to Martial Soul Tan and tens of millions of assets, was shattered like this. My tall body as a martial spirit, and the mobile phone I was holding might have been ignored, but my face, was it really so different that they couldn't recognize it? I turned around and disappeared into the depths of the box, far away from the terrible opening.

"Zilong, are you still in my general's mansion? come out and see how much I've changed to see me. ”

Bright white as the sun. Zilong's General's Mansion was hidden in a field of light, and the snow flakes were more like small mirrors, reflecting the light everywhere, constantly changing the path of light as it fell. Zilong's snow-capped mansion gate is wrapped in light, and the ice edges are shining, which also looks like the legendary ice and snow shrine.

He slowly dragged his gun out, and when he saw me, he was overjoyed: "Congratulations to my lord, it seems that General Lian's resurrection is just around the corner." During this period, Zilong had the honor to fight side by side with the lord, and it was a great honor. ”

"Zilong, look at me, how much has changed. I raised my chin and pointed to the short, stiff stubble, "How much has I changed beyond this beard?"

Zilong took a closer look, walked around me for half a circle, turned back the same way, and said to me, "Back to the lord, there is no change." Except for the tall figure, broad shoulders and waist, and the beard and hair that the lord said, there is no major change, and it is still clearly recognizable. ”

"You're too close to me······"

"No, Guo Qian, you really haven't changed. Jiang Qun walked over, stretched out his hand to put his arm around me, and pulled it a little harder, "Your eyes are seventy percent as resolute and deep as your father, and three percent as warm and sad as your mother, this scenery will remain the same throughout your life, even a passer-by like me can remember your eyes." ”

"But what about the people who should be closest to me?" I leaned against the wall of the box, feeling depressed, "Lin Tian controlled me, and when I was in a foreign place, I was still fighting for him;

"One person, two martial spirits. Jiang Qun finally chuckled, then shook his hand, beckoned to the other seven people, and said, "Zhao Yu is in trouble, let's also rush out of the stairs on the other side." Everyone thanked Guo Qian, and they will remember it in the future. ”

The white-handedly man replied, "Of course." Guo Qian is a hero in the world, and his name is well deserved. ”

Everyone gathered in front of the last scroll, respectfully holding the scroll, and infusing their yin qi evenly into the scroll. I pulled myself together and stared at the general on the scroll, watching his ink-like lines come alive and gradually emerge as a substance.

"Who's upstairs?" I heard Zhao Yu shouting downstairs after tidying up the army. This sound originated from the dantian, bypassed the qi veins in the throat, and injected yin qi as a cannon, and when it was issued, it shook the tables and chairs in the theater trembled slightly; in this dragon's tooth-shaped theater, its sound echoed several times, and it was as low as a dragon's groan.

Zhao Yu can cultivate such courage, it is worthy of his ambition. The eight people in the wing room were all gasped by the sound, but the picture scroll held up by their hands remained unchanged. I smiled at Zilong: "This Zhao Yu, you haven't dealt with him." At the beginning, Lian Po fought with him Zhao Yu, and the injuries he suffered were the most serious in history. My teacher also compared us to two tigers in one mountain. Zhao Yu acted decisively, and when the third round of auctions had just begun, and before the lights had yet gathered on the stage, he led people to surround the gathered guests and take down the three famous generals on display. He gave a short impromptu speech, the core of which was nothing more than "those who go along prosper and those who rebel perish", and at that time I was devouring and assimilating the seven Lian Po martial spirits, and my mind was isolated from the outside world, and I did not hear this statement.

"Master Jiang, I'll go. There will be a period later. I took the scroll, handed it to Zilong to hold, and then made a fist to Jiang Qun. Jiang Qun waved his hand and said, "As long as I live, I will definitely see you." "After saluting a few more soul merchants, Zilong and I stepped onto the open of the box, and the light shone on Zilong's silver-white armor, and immediately reflected it into the besieged crowd below. My light was brighter than the stage searchlight gathered on Zhao Yu's body, with the temperature of the soul fire that burned yin qi that he didn't have.

I stood taller than him.

"Who are you?" Zhao Yu's face was slightly unhappy, he was oppressed by a superior force to him—even if I didn't do anything, the aura and pure light of this god general alone was enough for him to not recognize me.

"Rotten people. "I always remember the title that Zhao Yu imposed on me in front of Yusi. I'm going to see if he ever takes me seriously.

"What a rotten person, if you want to stop me, it's a dead person!" Zhao Yu really didn't recognize me, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the silver-gray shading scroll hanging in the shelf workshop next to him, and injected his yin qi into it, wiping the general in the life, "Just let them see, how can they be regarded as the king of Yuecheng." ”

The scroll floats up, and the painting depicts a general, with blue armor and a white belly like a fish, with hooked eyes and heavy lips. He jumped out first, looked at me fixedly, and then turned to Zhao Yu. The rebellious new prince stomped his feet and shouted, "Famous general, don't let me down. "The bluefish-like general recognized the new master, and separated a little sea ice-like soul core from his body, which did not enter Zhao Yu's body, so he didn't have to enter the general's mansion first. He reached into the open scroll and picked up the little color that was left on it. Sword. This sword, which was originally a line of blue ink in the painting, was convex into a real object through his grasp, and was pulled out little by little in the painting. This sword is as thin as a piece of paper, and the blade is smooth and clean enough to shine on the shadow of a man, and if you sharpen iron, it can be like crushed mud;

He may not!