"Report~~~!" The general commander hurriedly ran into the camp, his panicked pace and expression seemed to indicate how amazing the news he said next would be.

At this time, the Wei Dao people were sitting on the top of the high hall, and Wang Zirui was sitting below, with a respectful face.

"Say it. Wang Zirui waved his hand and frowned, most of the general commanders have seen too much news, so he can be so in a hurry, could it be that the Heimingtan stronghold has been captured?

"According to the reply letter from the secret agent in the army, the Heimingtan stronghold has been captured by the immortals an hour ago, and the thousands of households in the stronghold, Lu Baiming, up to the hundred households, Guan Hu, Tan Songlin and other generals, down to the horseman, are all loyal to the country!"

Wang Zirui was startled at first, and the whole person stood up, and then walked slowly for a while, showing that he ordered the general commander to go down first, and then half-knelt in front of the Wei Dao people, and said with red eyes: "Xia Guan knows very well that the envoy is really an extraordinary person, but a land immortal who sees the head and the tail of the dragon, and hopes that the immortal can take action to kill the holy thief that day!"

Wei Daoren sighed, there was also anger burning in his heart, he didn't have some doubts, could it be that the Holy Cultivation True Realm was really so unpopular that day, and he wanted to bully Han Ming's mortal army like this?!

"The commander should not be anxious, this seat is also very angry about this matter, that day the saint really did not talk about martial virtues, and actually relied on deception and betrayal to deal with the Han Ming Empire. The Wei Dao man took out a fluorescent red sword from the storage ring with his backhand.

The crisp sound of drawing a sword like a dragon's groan made the grief in Wang Zirui's heart dissipate a little.

Lu Baiming, a thousand households in Heimingtan's stronghold, was his personal soldier when he first arrived at the Heiyun Military Fortress, and now he has known each other for thirteen years, and it seems that as long as two more years later, Lu Baiming will be able to retire successfully, wear a thousand official robes and return to his hometown, and live a comfortable rich life from now on.

Who would have thought that he would die tragically today!

The emergency situation of the past few days and the death of his friend and cronies made the commander of the Han Ming who had been fighting horses all his life feel black.

Wei Daoren sighed, he saw that this Wang Zirui's aura was a little disordered, so he shot out a spiritual power to prevent him from fainting.

"The king commanded the good life to rest, and this seat will come when it goes. Wei Daoren said, holding a long sword, and disappeared in an instant.

In mid-air, Hei Mingtan was already in the eyes of the Wei Dao people, and the flight speed of the Yuanying Grand Cultivator was terrifying? Almost in a few breaths, he instantly arrived at the Hei Mingtan stronghold.

At this time, the stronghold was full of corpses, and there were blood puddles of different sizes everywhere, and the smell of blood in the sky attracted all kinds of beasts around it.

The team of Heavenly Saint Cultivators had already left, and the Wei Dao people looked at this scene, and their faces turned blue with anger.

The Han Ming martyrs lying here all died obviously from the attacks of the monks' spells and magic weapons, especially the headless corpse on the ground wearing a thousand official robes, the section was so smooth, it was absolutely impossible for mortal weapons to be so sharp!

The divine thought was probed, and the whereabouts of the Heavenly Saint Monk were suddenly revealed.

Bai Lian Changming, the forward general of the Heavenly Sage Monk Army, a mid-stage cultivator of Jindan, is a well-known military cultivator in the Heavenly Sage Army's monk legion, killing a considerable number of Han Ming monks.

"Kneel down for this seat!" a roar of rage erupted from the firmament, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Bai Lian Chang's face turned green when he ascended, and that unique Yuan Infant aura made his soul tremble, as if it was about to break!

The Yuanying Monk is profound, and there is already a deep bond between the Yuanying and the heaven and the earth, so the changes in the Yuanying Monk's mood will also allow the will of the surrounding space to cooperate with him to a certain extent.

Bai Lian Changming's eyes flashed with madness, he was a rising star in the Heavenly Saint Army, how could he be willing to fall and annihilate like this?!

"Ah~~~ colleagues, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this level today, that Han Ming thief is terrible!" his words made the monks who fled with him around him yell.

"Ahhh

With a bang, the soldier who volunteered for the blood sacrifice turned into a blood mist in the sky, and strangely burrowed into the body of Bai Lian Changming.

Wei Daoren looked coldly at the group of outlaws at his feet, ant-like things, if he wanted to kill, he could make these guys lose their spirits in an instant.

"Run... Let you be a little more afraid before you die. ”

Bai Lian Changming's ears suddenly remembered the whispers of the Wei Dao people, and he was so frightened that he struck a backhand, but in the end, he only killed a few foundation building monks who were behind him.

The screams of his own people made Bai Lian Changming's nerves almost broken, and the world said that when the Yuanying Monk treated the cultivators below the Yuanying level, it was like a ghost and god treating mortals.

Originally, he was suspicious, but now he had taught himself a lesson with blood.

The active blood sacrifice of one soldier after another allowed Bai Lian Changming to gradually have a cultivation close to the peak of the late stage of Jindan, and his speed was also extremely high, and he had turned into a phantom, which mortals could not distinguish.

Wei Dao people still followed unhurriedly, he was slowly torturing Bai Lian Changming, in fact, he should have died a long time ago, and he could live until now, it was just that Wei Dao people were not willing to kill him.

"Who are you, do you know that I am a disciple of the Heavenly Saint True Monarch, if you kill me, my master will definitely make you taste a lot of price!" Bai Lian Changming is already crazy, and at the moment he just wants to have a reason to rely on, a reason for the people of Wei Dao not to kill themselves.

But...

is also a Yuanying True Monarch, would the murderous Wei Dao people care about the opinion of another True Monarch?!

"Hmph, stupid thing, dare to threaten this seat?!" Wei Daoren's eyes were cold, and then he moved behind Bai Lian Changming as if he had teleported, and now Bai Lian Changming was a real loner, and all his men were dead.

Sadly, these monks who were born and died with him did not die at the hands of their enemies, but died for him.

Well, that's enough!

The Wei Dao man grabbed Bai Lian Changming's collar, grabbed the latter fiercely, and threw him to the ground.

Bailian Changming screamed and was forced to smash a big hole on the ground, which is also fortunate that he is a Jindan monk and his body is as strong as steel, otherwise just this time, he may die on the spot!

Bai Lian Changming, who struggled to get up, finally stood up, but saw the Wei Dao man holding a long sword.

"Quanqing Ghost Sword Wei Mingyuan, behead you!"

When Bailian Changming heard the Quanqing Ghost Sword, he had no luck in his heart.

Of course, he also knew in his heart that at the moment he was discovered, he had actually become a piece of fish on someone else's board, and he could only be slaughtered by others.

Thinking of this, he cried, those soldiers were extremely loyal to him, with deep feelings, and they were closely connected with him in the army on weekdays, but they all died at his hands today.

"Go ahead, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed on mortals, otherwise this seat will not deign to kill your junior. Wei Daoren finished speaking slowly, and then the sword light flickered, Bai Lian Changming felt that he was flying, and the last scene in his eyes was that his headless neck was bleeding out.

Wei Daoren looked at all this in front of him lightly, and said: "Poor people must have pathetic things, see that you still have a little bit of humanity, so let you fall into the ground." ”

As he spoke, the ground under the corpse of Bai Lian Changming subsided, this was the power of the Yuan Infant in operation, and a tomb was piled up almost in the blink of an eye, and the magic weapon and storage ring of Bai Lian Changming were taken away by the Wei Dao people in advance, leaving only an identity token of Bai Lian Changming, so that future generations could know who was lying in this tomb.

Wang Zirui has recovered at this moment, there are five thousand two hundred people outside the door at this moment, these people can be seen at a glance that they are different, most of them are wearing Taoist robes, and their expressions are also different.

It seems that these are the armies composed of immortals, Wang Zirui speculated silently in his heart, and at the same time, a sense of excitement gradually emerged from the bottom of his heart.

This is the Han Ming Empire, which has stood proudly in the world for hundreds of years, making the surrounding tribes all fearful!

"Commander Wang, these are reinforcements, although they are under my command, but you are more familiar with the battle situation here than I do, so I hope that you and I can cooperate sincerely and retreat from foreign enemies. "The Wei Dao people are back, still looking indifferent, holding a long sword.

Looking at the wisps of blood on the long sword, Wang Zirui knew that the foreign enemy had been eliminated.

"Your Excellency the Special Envoy is a true immortal in the world, please accept the bow of the lower official!" Wang Zirui half-knelt on the ground, his eyes flashing with gratitude and excitement.

"The king's command does not have to be like this, and this seat is just doing his duty. Wei Daoren helped Wang Zirui up, he knew why Wang Zirui was like this, and he could bear this kneeling, but he still didn't want to accept it in his heart after all.

"Today, I will lead my troops to regain the land I lost before, and I hope that the commander will explain his strategic intentions, so that it will also be convenient for this seat to cooperate with the Black Cloud Border Army to act together. ”

Wang Zirui hurriedly sent someone to get a map of the border war zone.

"Your Excellency Special Envoy, please see, at present, under the attack of the enemy, our Black Cloud Border Army has successively captured Bulao Mountain, Qingying Town, Baishuolin and other places. Wang Zirui pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know if the envoy knows about these reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly..."

Wei Daoren raised his eyebrows and said: "With this seat, these places can be recaptured, if even this seat is killed on the battlefield, then you can escape as quickly as possible with your subordinates." ”

"Uh... I don't know if the envoy is a legendary immortal?" Wang Zirui said the question in his heart, and while feeling afraid, he also felt that the qi in his chest was instantly cleared.

Wei Daoren frowned, the situation in the immortal cultivation world is still a top secret in the territory of the Han Ming Dynasty, and the Han Ming Immortal Cultivation Alliance has also made it clear that the iron rule prohibits immortal cultivators from revealing the existence of immortal cultivators and immortal cultivators, and it is forbidden to spread immortal cultivation techniques in the mortal world.

But now that the times have changed, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty pulled such a huge immortal cultivation force as Quanqing Palace into the turbulent era of the mortal world, and the surrounding imperial dynasties have also opened up the ordinary people's perception of the ancient and mysterious world of cultivating immortals.

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Daoren smiled freely and sang: "Half dust and half immortal, who dares to stop the torrent of waves?

"Commander Wang, this seat is a person who cultivates immortals, named Wei Mingyuan, remember this moment, from now on, the mountains and rivers of the Han Ming Dynasty will be greatly changed, and under the emperor's sky, there will be a reappearance of the ancient scene!" Wei Dao people looked up to the sky and smiled, at this moment he felt that the great wish he had advocated for many years was about to be fulfilled, although this starting point was just a small bud, and few people in the world could see it, but that was enough, because he knew that this war had made the current Emperor Guangwu of the Han Ming Dynasty make up his mind to merge the two worlds of immortals into one.

This is the trend of the times, under the general trend, although Han Ming has been following in the footsteps for decades, but still has the opportunity to catch up!