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This is a partial tent, but in the three-zhang square tent, there is a totem jade pillar. What's more, now the generals of all sizes in the camp are crowded here, surrounding an old man on the bed with white eyebrows who can't tell his age, and there is urgency in his expression. A few, and fear.

"High Priestess, how are you?" Xiongnu Shan Yu looked at the trembling high priest and asked with some concern.

Ninety percent of the priests died overnight, which was a huge blow to the Huns. The Huns were fond of martial arts, so few people practiced magic, and most of them were practiced by priests in the tribe. Moreover, the spells used by the priests of the Huns, in addition to sacrificing to the sky, were to assist the army. Now that a large number of priests have died, the combat effectiveness of the Xiongnu army has suddenly decreased by more than 30%.

But even all the priests are not as important as the high priest on the bed. It is with this high priest that they Huns were able to escape the catastrophe of destruction twenty years ago, and they were able to regain their strength and development to the present.

He is the pillar of optimus for the entire Huns!

"It's okay, my old bones haven't been reimbursed so easily." The High Priest's face was pale, but he had regained a little of his spirit. "But, Shan Yu, I have something important to tell you here."

As he spoke, he glanced around at the crowd in the tent.

Lao Shangdanyu was stunned when he saw the anxiety in the high priest's eyes. However, his reaction was very fast, and he didn't let people see the problem, and said to the generals around him: "Okay, the high priest is fine, you go down to rectify military affairs, don't let the Qin people take advantage of it." ”

The others in the tent were relieved to see the high priest wake up. As for the conversation between the high priest and Shan Yu, as long as they don't want to die, they definitely don't want to know about it.

"High Priestess, what the hell is going on?" Only then did Lao Shangdan notice the lonely eyes of the high priest, and suddenly a feeling of fear spread in his heart.

"Huns...... Dead! The High Priest said dumbfounded.

"Dead ...... Finish! What does that mean? "The old Shangshan Yu is also stupid.

After a long time, the high priest said in the old Shangdan's dull eyes: "The royal court has been broken, and the luck of our Huns has also been broken. Hun ...... The dead are ......," he said, and the High Priest's voice was hoarse and felt like a knife scraping in his throat.

"It can't be!" Old Shangshan Yu yelled loudly.

But fortunately, he still had some sanity, and did not shout loudly, but kept his voice in the tent.

The high priest had tears in his eyes and did not speak. His revolt and the demise of ninety percent of the priests illustrate this truth. The cultivation of their priests was different from that of the immortal cultivators in the Central Plains, and they were cultivated according to the totem pole. And the most critical part of this lies in the luck of the clan. Otherwise, the cultivation of priests would not be so simple.

Therefore, in every tribe, there was at least one priest.

"Who did that? Could it be Zhao Fu? Lao Shangdanyu said through gritted teeth.

Only Zhao Fu knew them well and knew where the royal court was in the vast grassland.

"No, it's Qin Yun." The High Priest was the person most closely associated with the Golden Dragon of Luck among the Huns, and at the last moment, he saw the picture of the Golden Dragon of Luck coming back. In the endless sea of blood, Qin Yun's figure was high above, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Zhenguo Gong...... Qin Yun! "Lao Shangdan Yu directly crushed a tooth, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were full of madness." Sure enough, it was the son of that demon, and our Huns were destroyed at the hands of their father and son. ”

"In that case...... Then perish together! A flash of madness flashed in Lao Shangshan Yu's eyes.

Suddenly, Lao Shangshan Yu turned around and walked out of the big tent, and his crazy voice came: "Pass my order, from now on, siege the city day and night......"

"Perhaps, this is the only way to live......" The high priest's thin body was already filled with death. But his eyes were still so bright and wise, completely different from the ashes before.

"It's all up to Providence!"

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As the luck of the Xiongnu golden dragon was sucked into the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags appeared even more miraculous, and the surface of the flags was brilliant, and it already initially had a trace of Taoist rhythm. Whether or not a Dharma weapon is a Taoist weapon and whether a practitioner is a saint or not are completely two different concepts. Even in a country, Taoist weapons are extremely rare, and they can be called the treasures of the town.

In today's world, in addition to the ten foreign countries, there are only nine major sects that possess Dao weapons. This is on the surface, but in private it is not known. But it is certain that in the entire world, all the Dao artifacts (including those that are broken and problematic) are only thirty.

If Qin Yun had a Dao weapon, it would be different immediately.

As for the space-time tower, on the contrary, because the level was too high, coupled with the special reasons of the space-time tower itself, Qin Yun didn't dare to pull it out at all!

Gradually, the earth began to tremble. Qin Yun's eyes lit up, and he knew that this was the last step in the evolution of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners - absorbing the energy of the dragon veins underground. As long as this level is passed, then the probability of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner Evolution Dao Weapon will reach ninety percent. The last 10 percent is entirely up to providence.

The movement of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags is getting bigger and bigger, and within a radius of thousands of feet, it has become a forbidden area. It is filled with chaotic and powerful aura, and once you enter, you will be crushed into powder by this chaotic aura.

Qin Yun, Hua Luoyu and Qin Qi watched silently, their eyes full of excitement. Especially Hua Luoyu and Qin Qi, they didn't blink at all. The meaning of the appearance of the Dao weapon, they really understood it too well, which was equivalent to the birth of the twentieth transcendent force in the Great Thousand Worlds.

With the Dao Weapon, there is the potential to become a transcendent force. Before that, there were the Ten Great Dynasties and the Nine Great Sects!

Except for Qin Yun, Hua Luoyu and Qin Qi, there was no one else nearby. Regardless of whether the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner can be successfully promoted to the Holy Weapon, it is Qin Yun's hole card, and he doesn't want to leak it easily.

Suddenly, a huge explosion occurred within a radius of 10,000 kilometres. The power was so great that even sages like Hua Luoyu and Qin Qi felt some palpitations.

"What's wrong? Was it a failure or a success? Hua Luoyu said loudly, her tone full of anxiety.

Qin Qi was even more sleeved, and the strong wind was howling, wanting to see the result clearly as soon as possible.

Only Qin Yun showed a smile on the corner of his mouth. He had a mysterious connection with Wan Gui Wan and Nie Xiaoqian, and just now, he clearly felt Wan Gui Wan's successful promotion and Nie Xiaoqian's exit.

She...... Successfully promoted to the rank of Sage!