Zuo Shu Changmengwu landed, one turned over and got up, laughing like a living person, and stretched out his hand at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "Distinguished guest, please, my family is invited!" ”

Fang Xiaoyu thought that if he knocked the other party to the ground, the other party would definitely be annoyed and angry, and then a group of military spirits would surround and kill him, but he never thought that the other party would react like this.

Slightly stunned, Fang Xiaoyu said suspiciously: "Jun Hou? ”

Meng Wu nodded, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Fang Xiaoyu to follow him.

Looking at the military soul divided into two columns, neatly arranged, and neatly looked at the army, Fang Xiaoyu sighed lightly, since the other party invited him, what else did he have to hesitate about, just follow up and take a look, anyway, if the other party forced the invitation, he wouldn't be able to run away.

Following Meng Wu's side, Fang Xiaoyu said to Meng Wu: "I don't know the general's surname. ”

Meng Wu said: "The last general Meng Wu, the left long rank"

Fang Xiaoyu immediately bowed and said, "Xiaoyu below, I have seen the head of Mengwu Zuo. ”

Meng Wu really deserves to be a soldier, even if he turns into a military soul, he adheres to the style of a soldier, with a cold face and a cold face, and almost doesn't care much about Fang Xiaoyu.

Soon Fang Xiaoyu saw a temple appear in front of him, this temple was the famous Skeleton Temple within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The skull temple was built as a memorial to Wu Anjun Baiqi, thousands of years have fallen, after several repairs, now it also looks quite dilapidated.

Fang Xiaoyu was very puzzled, what did the other party bring him here, and vaguely guessed the identity of that monarch.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't figure out which other monarch could lead these military spirits on this Changping Ancient Battlefield.

Just when Fang Xiaoyu was puzzled, suddenly the void fluctuated, Fang Xiaoyu only felt that the broken temple in front of him had changed, the broken temple disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a military camp.

The barracks were neat, and a team of military spirits in armor and halberds could be seen patrolling the camp, and Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but be stunned.

What kind of place is this, how did you appear in such a strange place in front of your eyes?

At this time, Meng Wu spoke: "Young Master Fang, please come with me to meet Jun Hou." ”

Fang Xiaoyu followed Meng Wu closely, passing through the camps, Fang Xiaoyu looked at the entire military camp, and estimated the number of military souls in the military camp.

Because he had commanded a large army, after roughly figuring out the construction of the barracks, Fang Xiaoyu quickly calculated in his heart the approximate number of military souls in the barracks.

"Between 20,000 and 30,000"

After Fang Xiaoyu calculated the approximate number of military souls, he was also extremely surprised in his heart, the military soul of any team of 100 people could torture him to death on the spot, there were tens of thousands of military souls in the military camp in front of him, I am afraid that it is the entire Maoshan faction, and more than a dozen brothers and sisters of the ninth uncle are here, and they will be abused and killed by the military soul without any waves.

You must know that thousands of years have passed, and the military soul will definitely be damaged, even so, it is unbelievable that tens of thousands of military souls are still gathered here.

Soon, an extremely eye-catching handsome tent appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's sight, and he saw two gold-armored generals standing at the entrance of the tent with long halberds in their hands, Fang Xiaoyu glanced at each other and felt a great pressure.

The strength of these two golden armor generals is definitely above their own, and if they really do it, they may not be the opponent of any of them when they play their hole cards.

Fang Xiaoyu wasn't too frustrated, the other party was also an old ghost who had existed for thousands of years, if he didn't even have this strength, I am afraid that he would have dissipated between heaven and earth long ago.

At this time, Fang Xiaoyu was even more curious about who the people in the handsome tent were.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, for a moment Fang Xiaoyu's blood seemed to be stagnant, and a rushing evil aura came to his face, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly felt like he had seen an endless sea of corpses and blood.

The bit of iron-blooded evil qi that he had condensed was nothing compared to the killing aura on the other party's body that had almost turned into substance.

Sitting there in front of him, holding a book of war, was a fifty-hundred, slightly gray-haired general, the other party just glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, Fang Xiaoyu was completely lost, at this time Fang Xiaoyu was like a fish on the chopping board, the other party could kill as much as he wanted.

When the other party withdrew his gaze, Fang Xiaoyu's almost stagnant mind slowly recovered, but even so, Fang Xiaoyu still looked at the other party with palpitations.

Suppressing the horror in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward and saluted: "Xiaoyu below, I have seen Jun Hou." ”

Although he didn't know the specific identity of the other party, since Meng Wu had said that he was a gentleman and a waiter, then the imposing general in front of him must be the monarch in Meng Wu's mouth.

Bai Qi put down the military book in his hand, a slightly stiff smile appeared on his resolute cheeks, and he pointed casually: "Sit!" ”

Fang Xiaoyu had a feeling of uncontrollability under the other party's words, and just sat on the side.

Bai Qi looked at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "I haven't introduced it yet, I am Wu Anjun Bai Qi, you can call me Wu Anjun"

"What"

Fang Xiaoyu jumped up suddenly, his face was full of shock, he looked stupidly at the general who was sitting in front of him, his head was a little confused, the other party turned out to be Wu Anjun Baiqi, throughout history, the one who was named Wu Anjun was the first killing god in the ages.

Fang Xiaoyu had a lot of guesses about the identity of the other party, but he never expected that the other party would be Wu Anjun Baiqi, the famous killing god.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu's reaction in his eyes, Bai Qi said lightly: "Don't you feel very shocked?" ”

Fang Xiaoyu finally suppressed the turbulent heart, and said with a wry smile when he heard the words: "It's not just shock, it's unbelievable, in the legend, wasn't the monarch given death by King Zhaoxiang?" ”

Bai Qi raised his head and glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, only looking at Fang Xiaoyu's heart, and then Bai Qi said: "Yes, the king ordered a certain to die, and a certain will naturally receive his life." ”

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Bai Qi with some surprise, how could Bai Qi, who just killed himself and died in Gaoyou, appear in Changping, this is a little wrong.

It seemed that he saw Fang Xiaoyu's doubts, and Bai Qi said, "Didn't you notice the strangeness of Changping Land all the way?" ”

Fang Xiaoyu lowered his head and pondered for a while, raised his head and said: "If there is anything unusual, then it can only be said that the land of Changping, iron and blood are fierce, and there is only the soul of the Qin army, but not a single soul of the Zhao army. ”

Bai Qi glanced at Fang Xiaoyu appreciatively and said: "In the past, Ben Jun Hou killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers in this pit, these soldiers were angry, and after death, they turned into military spirits, and many of my Great Qin masters were unable to suppress it, so Ben Jun Hou killed himself, and his body was sent here, casting a magic circle, and suppressing hundreds of thousands of Zhao army souls. ”

Fang Xiaoyu heard such a shocking secret, his eyes widened, if such a secret did not come from Bai Qi's mouth, Fang Xiaoyu definitely did not believe that Bai Qi was given death just because Great Qin needed Bai Qi to suppress hundreds of thousands of disgruntled military souls in Changping Land.

After all, it is hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were deceived and killed, and after their deaths, they are angry and turn into military spirits, and if there is no strong person to suppress them, it will inevitably bring disaster to the world.

There is no one more suitable than Bai Qi, so Bai Qi appeared here, commanding the military soul of the Great Qin soldiers, and suppressed hundreds of thousands of military souls of the Great Zhao for thousands of years.

Bai Qi stared at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "You came to the land of Changping, what is the matter, if you want to release the soul of the Great Zhao Army, then don't blame Ben Jun Hou for being ruthless, for thousands of years, there are no less than 100 people who have died under the sword of Ben Jun Hou." ”

Fang Xiaoyu only felt a murderous aura rushing towards his face, that kind of pure and incomparably murderous aura made Fang Xiaoyu shiver, his soul trembled, and shouted: "Jun Hou misunderstood, I am indeed here for the soul of the army, but I am not here to release those soul of the Great Zhao Army." ”

Bai Qi was still staring at him, Fang Xiaoyu plucked up his courage, looked directly at Bai Qi and said: "Thinking about it, those hundreds of thousands of military souls are also a big trouble for Jun Hou, if I have a way to help Jun Hou relieve the trouble, I don't know ...... Jun Hou."

Bai Qi shouted: "Say, as you said, Zhao Junjun's soul has become more and more irritable over the years, even this monarch does not dare to guarantee how long they can be suppressed if this continues, if you have any good way, even if it is effective, this monarch will definitely not hesitate to reward." ”

Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said, "If you can reduce the soul of the Great Zhao Army by 30,000 or 20,000, can you greatly reduce the pressure on Jun Hou." ”

Bai raised his eyebrows and said: "What a big breath, that's tens of thousands of military souls, even if it is this monarch, it is difficult to wipe them out, don't tell me that you can subdue tens of thousands of military souls." ”

At this time, Fang Xiaoyu really didn't have any other way except to hope that the 100,000 ghost weapons could subdue the military souls, so he could only gamble, if he succeeded, with the help of Bai Qi's power, it would definitely not be difficult to subdue tens of thousands of military souls.

Of course, if you fail, there is a great possibility that you will be torn to pieces by the angry Bai Qi.

Cheering himself up in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu regretted a little why he didn't find a ghost before, and experimented with the specific effect of the 100,000 ghost weapon technique, but now he has no confidence in his heart.

Bai Qi stared at Fang Xiaoyu for a while, and suddenly ordered: "Come on, detain those Zhao Junjun souls for me, this gentleman is useful." ”

Suddenly, there was a voice of command outside the tent.

Fang Xiaoyu's heart became a little nervous, he was about to verify the effect of the 100,000 ghost weapons, he could only hope that the 100,000 ghost weapons could allow cultivators to control 100,000 ghost soldiers as described in the secret arts.

The efficiency of the Qin army was very fast, and in less than a cup of tea, Fang Xiaoyu saw that the curtain was lifted, and one of the two gold-armored generals who had been guarding outside the tent carried a military soul into the tent.

The golden armor general looked solemn, and the Great Zhao Army Soul that was caught in his hand was obviously blinded by resentment, and roared indiscriminately, or Bai Qi was too impressed by these Great Zhao soldiers, but when he saw Bai Qi, this Great Zhao Army Soul became more and more crazy.

But that military soul couldn't make a little splash in the hands of the Golden Armor General, and as a result, it was blocked by a vicious aura and thrown in front of Fang Xiaoyu.

Bai Qi said lightly: "I hope you can give Ben Junhou a surprise, so that Ben Junhou will also give Xiaoyou a big gift, otherwise ......"

Fang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, Bai Qi is not a good type, in the Warring States Period, there were no less than one million soldiers who died directly or indirectly at his hands, which is almost the mortality rate of hundreds of millions of people in modern society compared to the population of that era.

The 100,000 ghost weapon technique is easy to say, and it is difficult to say that it is difficult, if the practice of the 100,000 ghost weapon is only to control a few ghost things, it is simple, and each ghost thing only needs a drop of essence blood to refine it.

But if you want to control tens of thousands or even more ghosts, then you must have a treasure that suppresses ghosts to carry many ghosts.

The more powerful the treasure, the more ghosts can be controlled.

To say that there are not many treasures in Fang Xiaoyu's hands, but there is really only one treasure suitable for cultivating 100,000 ghost weapons, which is the Nine Dragons Seal where Lei Tingting is located.

The Nine Dragons Seal is a treasure in the world, and it is definitely not comparable to ordinary treasures, and now Fang Xiaoyu is going to use the Nine Dragons Seal to refine the soul of Zhao Jun in front of him.

When the Nine Dragons Seal appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's hand, Bai Qi, who had been sitting there, suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes looked at the Golden Dragon Seal, revealing a bit of solemnity and jealousy.

A mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the Nine Dragons Seal, Fang Xiaoyu pinched the spirit trick in his hand, held the Nine Dragons Seal between his eyebrows with both hands, and the spiritual power invaded the Nine Dragons Seal in a mysterious way.

Soon, the Nine Dragons Seal was filled with a halo of light, and the halo was soft, setting off Fang Xiaoyu like a fairy.

Fang Xiaoyu only felt that when he turned the Nine Dragons Seal into a talisman to control the ghost soldiers according to the secret method recorded in the 100,000 Ghost Weapons Technique, the connection between himself and the Nine Dragons Seal suddenly deepened a lot, just holding the Nine Dragons Seal, he had a feeling that he could control Lei Tingting's life and death.

After all, Lei Tingting's foundation is on the Nine Dragons Seal, and Lei Tingting's nature is very similar to that of raising ghosts, and it can even be said that Lei Tingting is the first ghost raised by Fang Xiaoyu by cultivating 100,000 ghost weapons with the Nine Dragons Seal.

Of course, it is impossible for Fang Xiaoyu to treat Lei Tingting the same as those ghosts, Lei Tingting, who cultivates the Taiyin ghost nerve, will definitely be able to cultivate into a ghost body in the future, and may not be able to get rid of the control of the Nine Dragons Seal.

As the Nine Dragons Seal turned into a ghost-raising treasure, Fang Xiaoyu's heart moved, and he saw that the Nine Dragons Seal was suspended above the soul of the Great Zhao Army, and the Nine Dragons Seal sprinkled a pillar of light, as if to pull it into the internal space of the Nine Dragons Seal, but the other party was actually rejecting this traction force.

Under the shroud of the pillar of light, a wisp of black smoke floated out of the soul of the Great Zhao Army, which was the resentment against Great Qin condensed in the soul of the Great Zhao Army, the resentment dissipated, and the soul of the Great Zhao Army returned to its clear color, and then no longer resisted the gravitational pull from the Nine Dragons Seal, and disappeared in an instant.

[300 monthly tickets plus more sent, no longer in debt, justifiably ask for rewards, tickets, subscriptions] (to be continued.) )