It's really interesting to observe the ancestor of a piece.

It has an endless stream of bizarre methods that are breathtaking.

In the distance, the soldiers in the camp were also alarmed.

They couldn't help but be curious when they saw this huge hemisphere from afar.

Yuan Jiu came to inquire, but Huo Jiudao only said that Yin Ming was cultivating.

In fact, he couldn't figure out what Yin Ming was doing.

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Time passed day by day, and soon it would be seven days later.

After this period of repair, the coalition forces have recovered.

The soldiers were full of energy and geared up.

As long as the military order is handed down, he will kill the old forest of the demon clan.

After the bloody battle of Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, they really grew up and became independent warriors.

In recent days, they have devoured the flesh and blood of many demon clans, including many big demon flesh and blood.

These are really great supplements, and they are very beneficial to their cultivation.

Originally, most of these soldiers were actually martial artists.

The so-called martial arts disciple means not entering the stream and not entering the stream.

Martial artists can only say that they know a little martial arts, can fight a few fists, and basically have nothing to do with martial arts.

To cultivate a martial artist, it can be regarded as entering the threshold of martial arts.

However, these martial artists are already selected elites.

Because the human race is weak, real warriors are scarce.

If it weren't for the support of some innate martial saints, I'm afraid that the human race would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

However, since the Northern Expedition, the allied soldiers have often fed on demon soldiers.

This time, the victory of Ten Thousand Burial Ridge has obtained countless demon clan flesh and blood, which is a great supplement for the soldiers.

Moreover, these people who survived are the elite of the elite.

Their poor cultivation in the past is not a matter of talent, but just a martial arts path, which consumes too many resources.

The so-called resources are either demon flesh and demon blood, or genius earth treasures.

These are what the Terrans lack.

These soldiers were actually very lucky, they followed the Northern Expedition and got a great opportunity.

Now, all of them have become martial artists!

Among them, there are many samurai and martial artist-level powerhouses.

In other words, it was an army of 40,000 warriors.

What a terrifying force that even a nation will covet.

After all, since ancient times, there have not been many people like Yin Ming who dare to wave a butcher's knife at a demon.

The soldiers couldn't wait to continue their journey, just waiting for Yin Ming's cultivation to end.

The huge white hemisphere has existed for seven days, but it has never shown signs of disappearing, and Yin Ming has never come out.

On this day, an unexpected guest suddenly arrived.

There were seven people who came, and the leader was dressed in purple palace clothes.

He looked like he was quite old, and his old face was full of wrinkles.

He identified the location of the Fengxi army and led the people to the front of the army.

His old face was expressionless, but naturally had a superiority in it.

It's just that his momentum is not very useful for soldiers.

This is a warrior who came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain of Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, and he doesn't have much awe for a palace attendant.

The old man pondered for a moment, coughed and prepared to speak.

The soldier had already smiled and said, "Old man, it's unfortunate that you're here, my lord, he's cultivating." ”

The old waiter's face was slightly cold.

A little soldier dared to talk to him in such a familiar tone.

If this is in the capital, the guards of the capital will be called immediately to cure this person for the crime of disrespect.

The old chamberlain said coldly: "You are my Tang sergeant, always remember, words and deeds are more disciplined." ”

The soldier's smiling face touched his nose, and he felt that the boss was bored.

He looked stupid and silent.

The old chamberlain said: "Then who is in charge of the army now?"

The soldier said as a matter of course: "Let's seal the west, of course, it is Liu Dudu who is in charge." ”

"As for Qingzhou, although it is the head of the Huadu Governor, everything depends on the meaning of the little ninth master......"

The old chamberlain intercepted his words and said, "Why do you have so much nonsense?"

He asked again, "Didn't you say that Liu Dudu had gone to cultivate?"

The soldier said, "What, aren't you looking for the provincial government?"

The old chamberlain said coldly: "A small provincial government, just for the role of the governor, what is it." ”

"Naturally, I came to see Governor Liu Moyang. ”

The soldier was not happy.

He is a native of Fengxi and has witnessed a series of miracles created by Yin Ming after he took office as the provincial capital.

If there is no Yin Ming, let alone him, I am afraid that his entire family, and even the people of Fengxi, have been buried in the mouth of the demon.

This old man said bad things about the provincial government in person, which made the soldiers very unhappy.

He frowned and said, "Who the hell are you, are you sick?"

The old waiter's face turned pale, and he said coldly: "Are you talking about me?"

The soldier sneered, "I'm talking about you." ”

"A little eunuch who serves the emperor, who has nothing to plant, and dares to chew the root of an adult's tongue?"

The chamberlain was furious.

He was a close attendant of the emperor, not only deeply favored, but also a powerful warrior.

Unexpectedly, there was such chaos in this Western army, and even a small janitor dared to be so presumptuous.

He laughed angrily and sneered: "Okay, good, no wonder some people in the court say that Yin Ming has a counterpath, and sure enough." ”

"A small provincial government dared to communicate with the enemy, and also instigated the soldiers, and was rude to the royal family. ”

"You're a little ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a huge turquoise mass suddenly landed out of nowhere.

This thing was impartial, and smashed directly on the head of the old chamberlain, burying him inside.

A group of people looked stupid.

What is this?

It's the first time I've seen such a big secret weapon in my life.

On Fengxi's side, all the soldiers who saw this scene had very strange faces.

It's all a picture of wanting to laugh and trying to hold it back.

The old chamberlain struggled to pull the lump apart and poked his head out.

His expression was a little cold, but he didn't have an immediate attack.

He is not an ordinary chamberlain, but a martial artist with good strength.

can let him be hit, which shows that the strength of the person who shot is far above him.

At this time, the movement here finally alarmed Liu Moyang of the Chinese army.

He set up his inner breath and floated in.

Seeing the old chamberlain who was still buried in the turquoise thing, Liu Moyang's cold face also had a strange look.

He barely restrained his smile and said, "It turns out that the emperor's attendant has arrived." ”

Liu Moyang was a little suspicious in his heart, because this old servant was a martial artist.

The warrior is noble and willing to emasculate himself to serve the royal family, and he is definitely loyal to the royal family for generations.

Especially the founding of the Tang Dynasty has only been passed down to the second generation, and such a strong person has not yet cultivated a few.

This martial artist must have been accompanied by the emperor's important instructions.

The old chamberlain jumped out of the turquoise thing.

(End of chapter)