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Between the barren mountains and mountains, a slightly thin figure is galloping, every time it disappears, the next time it appears a hundred zhang away, the speed is surprising, and what is even more surprising is that those birds, insects and beasts are not aware of the figures passing by them.

"It doesn't seem to have arrived yet?well, just ahead, the guidance of the Bodhi tree is indeed correct!" the thin figure stopped on a hill, looked ahead, and rushed again with a mutter.

The young man who flew and galloped was none other than Gu Feng who came out of Fengshen Academy. A few days ago, he was cultivating at the Burial Sword Peak, and he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, wanting to let himself go somewhere.

With the feeling, Gu Feng came to the law enforcement field on the mountainside of Fengshen Mountain, and a terrible and terrifying scream of evil ghosts sounded in his ears, and suddenly he gave birth to a kind of enlightenment, and his eyes lit up.

It turned out that the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree withered, and desperately wanted to regain his life, leading him to this place, so that he could devour the evil spirits on the stake and replenish the losses.

Gu Feng knew from the beginning that the ghosts of living beings were the same as demonic qi, and they could make the Bodhi Tree evolve, but he was not murderous by nature, and he was not an extremely cruel and unscrupulous person, and the souls that could be obtained were extremely rare, and it was not worth shooting at all, so he left it behind over time.

And the law enforcement field of the Fengshen Academy has been inherited for thousands of years, and over time it has gathered a large number of ownerless ghosts. This purge killed thousands of people, and the breath of evil spirits was diffuse, and others could not detect it, but the Bodhi tree was clear.

In this regard, the ancient style was naturally unceremonious, absorbing all of them at once, and through a secret method of soul washing on the "Secret Book of All Souls", the resentment, murderous energy, and ghost energy of the evil ghosts were eliminated, leaving only the pure soul source and nourishing the Bodhi tree.

After obtaining such a pure soul source, the Bodhi Tree suddenly refreshed its spirits, and although it did not reach its previous peak state, it also recovered three or four points, and was no longer dying.

Three days later, the academy announced that the selection would be restarted in four months, and sent many of their saints to patrol the northern frontier land, eradicate alien races and demon cultivators, and every time they killed an enemy, they could go to the Hall of Merit to exchange merit, which was also a kind of trial.

It just so happened that the ancient wind needed demonic energy and soul to strengthen the Bodhi tree, so that it could evolve wildly, and it came out of Fengshen Mountain. Leaving Fengshen Mountain, Gu Feng went all the way south, leaving the Holy City for a long time, and I didn't know what happened to the patriarch, Abo, and Xiaopang Xiaobai, so I wanted to go back and see.

After walking for a few days, suddenly the Bodhi tree reminded again, and the ancient wind followed its guidance, climbed the highest mountain, and looked down, the mountain road was full of corpses, blood flowing, obviously just dead.

Since you are dead, Gu Feng is naturally not polite, and the spiritual power is swept away, and the ghosts that are either floating in the air or hovering over the corpse are all sucked into the Bodhi world and turned into pure nourishment.

"Yes, yes, nearly two hundred souls, the harvest is not small, it seems that they are a big caravan, robbed and killed by robbers. ”

Throwing down a few fireballs and burning the corpses on the mountain road, Gu Feng did not hesitate to rush towards the direction of the Holy City again, and two days later, the Bodhi Tree moved again, and he immediately turned to gallop.

Before he got closer, the Great Ancient Wind felt a strong killing aura in the air, and the strong killing aura that rushed into the sky shocked the birds and beasts ten miles away.

On the flat bare stone ground, two armoured black armies are facing each other, flags fluttering, hunting and hunting, silver armor and gray robes, shields and halberds, all exuding evil aura, making people shudder.

Gu Feng hid on top of a big tree, looking at the battlefield where the decisive battle between the two principalities was obviously in the distance, he couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, and there was a little joy in his heart, such a good opportunity could be met by himself.

The military soul is not the soul of ordinary people, it contains a strong killing intent, evil spirit, and battle intent, if the demon soldier is tempered, the power of the magic weapon can be greatly increased, and there is even an incredible divine effect, which is extremely vicious.

Of course, the military soul comes from the battlefield soldiers, and the soldiers are born with strong physique, mental fortitude, and soul fluid is even stronger. The stronger the strength, the stronger the soul, and the soul of an elite soldier in a hundred battles is not even weaker than that of a martial artist.

If he can devour these 100,000 military souls, Gu Feng believes that even if the Bodhi Tree cannot be restored to its heyday, it can recover its ** points, and he can't help but desperately hope that the war can be more fierce and people can die more.

It's not that the old style is cruel. If he wants a soul, he can be like a demonic person, killing wantonly, slaughtering villages and destroying towns, and with his means, he can completely make people unaware.

Knock knock knock???????

The sound of war drums, the loud sound like thunder, shook people's hearts and broke the calm of the battlefield at once. The armies of the two sides moved quickly, and the killing sound shook the sky, and the murderous and evil aura that erupted from the veterans of a hundred battles converged into two fierce and roaring dragons, rushing into the nine skies angrily, and the heavens and the earth changed for a while.

"Attack!"

"Kill, kill, kill??????"

"Shoot ??????"

"Raise the shield ?????"

Woohoo???????

Countless sharp arrows shot at the enemy like a storm, and the sound of piercing through the flesh sounded in an instant, and a miserable scream was mixed with the sound of drums and shouts of killing, and the fierce battle began.

The entire army of tens of thousands of people is like a war machine that immediately increases its horsepower, roaring, pushing mountains and reclaiming the sea, rushing to the local camp without fear of life and death, slowly squirming, and the mountains, rivers and earth are constantly shaking.

Boom, the iron hooves of the war horse slammed on, braving the rain of arrows, as if a sharp knife was piercing the enemy's heart, and the same was true of the place, the two sharp knives crashed together, there were no sparks, some were only flying blood.

The armies of both sides roared to the sound of war drums, and after a round of firing, it was like two surging torrents colliding together.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth seemed to shake. Rao is ancient style is used to seeing life and death, and when he sees such a scene, he can't help but feel a chill in his heart.

One person is weak, ten people are still weak, but hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand people gather together, and the huge force is afraid that even the strong people of the Wuzong Sect cannot resist hard, and have to avoid its edge, I am afraid that only the emperor who is high above can face the iron-blooded army that can pour rivers and pick stars, and is full of ferocious spirit.

Fighting, the most tragic battle was staged on the bare stone flat ground, from time to time someone fell to the ground and died, the war horse neighed, the sword collided, and the war drum sounded, just like the one by one life-urging charms, taking the lives of one soldier after another.

"Hmm, strange, are they all red-eyed and want to fight to the death?"

Gu Feng suddenly sensed that something was wrong on the battlefield, the two sides were almost defeated, but no one retreated and stopped the battle, and those commanders and generals would become benevolent if they did not succeed.

"Kill the red eye?"

Seeing that the soldiers' eyes were red, flashing with a strange red glow, even the commander who was strategizing, Gu Feng knew what was wrong, their minds seemed to be confused, they only knew how to kill, kill, kill, and even couldn't distinguish between friend and foe.

The evil aura on the battlefield was too strong, and Gu Feng didn't dare to disperse his spiritual power, so he could only watch coldly from the sidelines, but slowly he found that the soul of the dead soldier was not scattered or destroyed by the evil qi of the battlefield, but continued to converge towards the central battlefield.

Suddenly, a terrible thought arose in his heart, could it be that someone deliberately promoted the war between the two countries and collected the soul of the army?

With this thought, he became more and more sure that there was no empire in the southern wilderness and northern frontier, there were dozens of kingdoms and countless principalities, and the war between the principalities never killed all the soldiers on one side, as long as the other party was defeated, the war was over, and the next thing was to pay reparations and cede land.

How can there be such a reason, is there no fear that other principalities will take advantage of the fire to rob and come to a sandpiper to compete for the profit of the fisherman, and then there must be an ulterior conspiracy.

There is no need to guess, Gu Feng already knows that it must be the demon cultivators who are making trouble behind their backs, and only they will collect a large number of living souls by unscrupulous means, refine demon soldiers, and cultivate demon weapons.

Everyone was red-eyed and became a walking corpse who could only kill, looking at the fewer and fewer people standing on the battlefield, and more and more lying down, Gu Feng watched and sneered.

The military spirits scattered on the battlefield were shrouded by an invisible force, slowly retracted, like a mountain stream flowing into the sea, flowing from all directions to the central battlefield and submerging into the ground.

On the battlefield, the blood and water left from the corpses mixed with the dirt bubbled and flowed into small streams and slowly flowed to the center of the battlefield.

When there were less than a thousand men left on both sides, the commanders and commanders finally came to their senses, looked around like ashes, and were about to withdraw their troops, when the fierce aura that lingered on the battlefield suddenly submerged into their bodies, and suddenly invaded their minds.

Fighting, bloody fighting, both sides eventually fell, leaving only the broken flag still fluttering in the wind.

The 100,000 army was all dead, and Gu Feng did not have the slightest joy in his heart, but was faintly angry. In order to collect the soul of the army, he actually killed 100,000 people, the means were too ruthless, and the heart was too vicious.

Without rushing out immediately, Gu Feng quietly hid in the big tree, and the dead military spirit on the battlefield seemed to know the danger, and under the command of the ghost of the dead general, the whole army lined up and rushed straight to the center of the battlefield.

Boom -

A black gas rushed out of the ground, and the sound of laughter came from it, wafting over the bleak and tragic battlefield.

"Jie Ji, you ghosts have become Yin generals and Yin soldiers, worthy of being the elite of the two countries and the division of a hundred battles. The more powerful you are, the more the old man likes it, don't struggle, resist, come over to me!"

"Kill, kill, kill????????"

Ning Zhi's unyielding high fighting spirit, although he became a Yin soldier and lost his consciousness, those military spirits were still murderous, and under the leadership of the Yin general, they directly rushed to kill the black qi.

As soon as the army touched the black gas, it melted as quickly as a snowflake met the sun, but no one retreated, and they fell one after another!

And the unyielding fighting spirit that would rather die than retreat is still entrenched on the battlefield, piercing the sky. (To be continued.) )