The Strongest Martial Emperor" (Author: A Song of Dongfeng Chapter 575 Ethereal Expedition) text, please enjoy!

The light black Xuan Qi has not disappeared, these days, as the day of the wind and cold out of the customs is getting closer and closer, the light black Xuan Qi permeated in the mountains is obviously a lot richer, looking down from the sky, the ethereal mountains seem to be shrouded in a thin layer of black veil, and the ethereal peaks that stand tall in the mountains, are like a bewitching girl wearing black veil, so desirable, but it seems to be so unattainable, full of unknown mystery......

But everyone knows that the pale black light veil contains the energy that makes the strong people in Shenzhou frightened, and no one dares to doubt that if they are swallowed by the pale black Xuan Qi, even the purple-level powerhouses will die because the essence is fully assimilated and absorbed!

The black-level powerhouse, the Martial Emperor powerhouse on the Shenzhou Continent, has long been a super powerhouse that has surpassed the cultivator level, and even the purple-level top-grade peak powerhouse, those peerless powerhouses who can break through to the Martial Emperor with just one chance are difficult to match, it is conceivable how much power the Martial Emperor powerhouse has, it is definitely not a gap that can be made up by quantity, it is a qualitative transformation!

All living beings are ants, and cultivators are the black and strong ants of these ants, once they reach the level of the Martial Emperor powerhouse, they are no longer at the level of ants, their eyes, even if they are strong ants, they can't help but have a finger on their heads.

After cultivating to the black-level realm, the martial emperor-level powerhouse will generally have a property of his own, which is no longer a simple Xuanqi, but a Xuanqi that has been endowed with a certain ability, of course, this attribute emerges in endlessly, there are destruction, creation, and there are also types of freezing and burning, from the ethereal mountains where the light black Xuanqi is constantly assimilated and disappearing, it can be seen that the attribute of wind chill is biased towards corrosion.

And this black Xuan Qi all over the mountains, the only ethereal peak that is not wrapped in black Xuan Qi, eight magnificent palaces are like eight ancient giant beasts, with the flow of aura in the mountains, quietly lurking on the top of this mountain, once there is an invasion of foreign enemies, these eight behemoths will return to their former majesty and kill the world!

Still on the square outside the cave, dozens of purple-level powerhouses lined up, standing proudly behind the wind like a sword, everyone looked at the northern sky together, feeling the rolling clouds in the sky, everyone knew that a storm was brewing in the clouds outside the inside.

After Jiaohai's guidance, the Ethereal Purple Army all felt that something was about to happen, and everyone looked at Feng Rujian with fanatical eyes, waiting for Feng Rujian's order.

It didn't make the Ethereal Purple Army wait long, when a blue lightning finally appeared in the clouds in the north, and the calm voice of the wind like a sword also appeared in everyone's ears at the same time: "It's so decided, I order the three elders of Thorn Tong to be the commander of the three armies, and now I will order the three armies to march to Baicheng, and be sure to arrive outside Baicheng before sunset the day after tomorrow! The Ethereal Purple Army can't hold out for these two days, and I will recuperate in the Ethereal Peak, just wait for it to get dark tomorrow and go to Baicheng with me, and we want the sect master to raze Baicheng to ruins before he leaves the customs!"

The words of the wind like a sword have just fallen, and a dark blue thunderbolt finally broke free from the shackles of the clouds, like a blue dragon descending into the world, everyone's eyes fell to the ground before reacting, and between the dust, a huge crater with a diameter of more than one meter appeared on the ground outside the inside, and at the same time, the muffled thunder of the clouds finally reached the ethereal peak, and the top of everyone's heads exploded, so frightened that a subordinate behind the ethereal purple army who was cleaning up the teacups shook his hands, and dozens of teacups in his hands suddenly fell to the ground, and fell into pieces with the appearance of a crisp breaking sound。

Seeing that Feng Rujian and the others in front of him were staring at the thunder and lightning in the distance, and didn't notice the accident here, the next person hurriedly cleaned up the porcelain pieces on the ground, picked up the tea set on the table and left quickly, for fear that if it was a second late, those peerless powerhouses on the high would move their fingers, and their lives would not be guaranteed.

"The three elders of Thorn Tong take the order!" Until the endless rolling thunder dissipated, the crowd immediately stood up three old men, between the pure purple Xuan Qi surged, the three old men who looked exactly the same shape changed three heavy swords under their feet, and between the heavy sword shooting, the three old men rushed out of the square on the cliff, controlling the magic weapon under their feet to levitate in front of the wind like a sword, and their faces were excited.

What is unbelievable is that these three old men not only have the same appearance, but even the brightness of their eyes is exactly the same, if it weren't for the three old men's strong suits that can be divided into green, yellow and black, I'm afraid even their fathers can't distinguish them.

Seeing the strong battle intent on the face of the three elders of Thorn Tong, Feng Rujian also nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his big sleeves, three tokens wrapped in streamers also shot out from the sleeve of Feng Rujian and flew in front of the three elders.

And after the three tokens were started, the three elders of the thorn tree did not continue to stay, but urged the magic weapon under their feet to speed up and rush down the mountain, along the way, the three elders of the thorn tong rubbed the token in their hands with their palms, and their hearts couldn't suppress the excitement at the moment!

This is the token of the Ethereal Peak Legion! After obtaining these three tokens, the 300,000 low-level legions of the Ethereal Peak will be completely ordered by them, and in the world, except for the two of Feng Han and Feng Rujian, the Ethereal Army only recognizes the orders of the person holding the Three Clouds Order!

The wind was howling, the eyes of the three elders of the thorn tree were full of expectation, staring ahead in unison, after the figure fell by nearly a kilometer, the three elders of the thorn tree finally came to the ground, and after passing through a dense forest, the space in front of the three elders of the thorn tree finally widened.

At this time, the scene that appeared in front of him, almost didn't make the three elders of Thorn Tong cry out excitedly, only to see a plain, dense soldiers are practicing it, obviously, the order of the wind like a sword has indeed just been decided, before this, the ethereal army did not receive any news, otherwise what the three elders of Thorn Tong see now is a neat and uniform team.

Stepping on the flying sword, suspended above the empty meter, at a glance, you can't see the edge of the military tent neatly arranged on the vast plain, on the dusty plain, patches of soldiers are carrying out intense exercise, before this, everyone in the ethereal army has heard that the white-clothed blood guard of Baicheng is a powerful low-level army on the Shenzhou continent, even the heavy cavalry of the Yuanmeng Empire is not their opponent, everyone does not want to become the soul of the white-clothed blood guard, but wants to kill the enemy in the imminent war, and take care of the relatives of those comrades who died in the war, especially the wives that their families care about。

With the order of the three old cloths of Thorn Tong, more than 300,000 troops immediately began to arrange and deploy, the earth-shattering war drums were like thunder on the earth, and the vast plain spread one by one, summoning all the soldiers on the plain, and for a while, the entire plain seemed to wake up from a deep sleep!

Hearing the earth-shattering roar from the plains beyond the line of sight, the corners of the mouth of the wind like a sword rose high, although the 300,000 army was not huge, at least compared to the human army at the time of the Battle of Jianmen Pass, it was obviously dwarfed by much, but everyone knew that no matter what kind of war it was, it was the strong of both sides, and the main role of the low-level legion was not to fight, but to destroy the enemy's low-end forces, to solve the enemy's low-end forces, or any weakness of the enemy that could become a threat, it was their task to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and the 300,000 army was not owned by the Ethereal Peak, but all the low-level combat forces after gathering multiple forces, to put it bluntly, The 300,000 army has only been gathered for a few days, and it is mighty on the surface, but in the final analysis, it is just a group of rabble, but for this 300,000 army, Feng Rujian is also quite confident, after all, these 300,000 people, the cultivation is low, and there are orange-level products, if you compare it according to the army on the Shenzhou Continent at this time, this army can definitely be called an iron army, and the white-clothed blood guards in Baicheng are famous and shake the world, but in addition to the thousands of white-clothed blood guards under Bai Wuji's command before, the hundreds of thousands of white-clothed blood guards in Baicheng at this time have only been convened recently, to say that compared with the strength of the two armies, the real rabble should be the white-clothed blood guards！

The roar of more than 300,000 ethereal troops permeated the mountains, penetrating the pale black mystical qi, lingering on the ethereal peak, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

The ears were filled with the sound of blood-pumping war drums, and the people standing on the cliff square were also full of fighting spirit, from the resolute tone of the wind like a sword, everyone knew that the war was about to begin, and they could finally show their skills in front of the wind like a sword, and the wind like a sword standing in front of the crowd was naturally clear, what would be the reaction when he hurriedly gave an order, and slowly turned around, the hands of the wind like a sword were behind him, and he said slowly in a cold tone: " Before the sect master left the customs, the Ethereal Purple Army was jointly led by the old man and Jiaohai's seniors, and in the war, Jiaohai's seniors' orders were the old man's orders, and you must obey them!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Rujian nodded lightly at Jiaohai who was standing in the middle of the crowd, and cast a friendly look.

It's been so long since the time passed, and according to the report of the spies, none of the purple-level powerhouses dispatched before have survived, that is to say, Feng Xiaoyao has already lost his life, and the current Ethereal Peak, although there are not a few purple-level high-grade powerhouses, but Feng Rujian seems that these people, only people like Feng Xiaoyao and Jiaohai can help themselves in the overall situation, and the others are either not prestige enough, or they are full of recklessness, brave and strategic, except for fighting, they don't know what it means to use their brains, and the boring cultivation process has already taken away the mentality and wisdom of this group of super powerhouses！

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(Zilang Literature)