Northland, Hulu camp.

One after another white camp tents stood on the plain, let the wind howl, roll up the thick felt on the camp tents, still as steady as Mount Tai, countless grassland men, wearing leather armor and carrying long bows, shuttled back and forth in the camp.

A few miles away from the tent was a towering wall.

That's the border of the Great Departure.

Tens of thousands of Dali border troops guarded this precipitous city, allowing Hu Lu to rush through the pass, but their faces were not afraid.

In the center of the two armies, visible to the naked eye, countless corpses with broken arms were dropped, bloody breath rose to the sky, vultures circled the sky, flies buzzed and cling, although there were many soldiers of the two armies, tacitly collecting these corpses that died in battle, but they could not erase all the traces.

This is the battlefield of the Northlands.

But there is not more than one battlefield like this, 300,000 Hulu went south, divided the troops, and attacked several border cities together, and in just a few days, the number of dead and wounded on both sides has reached tens of thousands.

These are all trained men in the army, and their blood is spilled on the battlefield, which is really deplorable.

But this is a national war, a confrontation between two countries, and a small number of lives is an insignificant price in the eyes of those in power.

This large battalion, stationed with more than 100,000 steppe troops, led by the Golden Horde Khan himself, is menacing.

Although the border city that was attacked had already been prepared by Lu Jiu and prepared for the big battle, in the face of the attack of the Golden Horde Khan, who did not care about the lives of his subordinates, the Dali army was still a little unbearable.

It's not that the combat strength is unbearable, but the spirit is sluggish.

The enemy, the Great Khan of the Golden Horde, came to the battlefield in person, and Lu Shuai, whom they regarded as the Optimus Jade Pillar, was still in the capital thousands of miles away.

Without the command of this famous marshal, the whole army from top to bottom is worried.

In the court of the Golden Horde, the Great Khan of the Steppe sat on the throne with a solemn expression.

He was not tall, but he was unusually burly, with two pigtails on his bare head, a majestic face, and sharp eyes, like a hungry wolf, making it difficult to look directly.

In addition to him, there were two figures in the tent, two men, one old and one young.

One was a tall and thin old man, with a hideous face and a dry appearance, almost skinny and bones, which seemed to be similar to a skull, which was very eye-catching.

As for the other, he was a fair-faced young man in his early twenties, with clear eyebrows and a calm bearing.

The Great Khan looked at the two of them, and said with a sad face: "Two immortals, the siege has been three days, and there are more than 30,000 dead and wounded in my tent, and more than 10,000 dead and wounded in the border army. ”

Attacking cities is not what the steppe people are good at, and in the past, they relied on the advantages of Ma Duo to bypass the big cities and invade the south.

It's just that the two people in front of him showed extraordinary magical powers in front of him, threatening to help him break the city, and at the same time, there was a living Buddha who went south to assassinate Na Lu Jiu, and the Golden Horde Khan led the army and wanted to break the city head-on.

Bypassing the city, of course, there will be no casualties, but with so many border troops cut off in the back, they do not dare to invade in large numbers, and they can only gain a small amount each time.

However, once the border city is broken, not only will there be no worries, but it will also be able to harvest a lot, and it is not difficult for the army to go south, attack the city and plunder the land, and even occupy the state capital.

"What's the hurry, it's not enough to die so many people!"

The tall and thin old man smiled fiercely and said, "Fight for one more day, if you can't break the city tomorrow, at night, we will naturally make a move!" ”

The Great Khan was ecstatic when he heard this, he knew that these two men were powerful.

When he saw the two of them for the first time, the old man summoned a blood-colored skeleton, and with a volley blow, it smashed a large hole several feet deep in the ground, which was like a miracle!

Once the opponent makes a move, it is very simple to break through the city.

"As long as the two of you are willing to make a move, I am willing to give the wealth and goods of the city to the two immortals afterwards." The Great Khan said excitedly.

The old man smiled coldly, but did not speak, but the young man said: "The Great Khan is kind, I will wait for the heart, I don't want the wealth and women, just let me wait with the army." ”

The Great Khan didn't understand why they refused, but the steppe people were used to being straightforward, and if they didn't want it, they wouldn't persuade them again, and instead began to raise their glasses again and again.

After drinking for about half an hour, the Golden Horde Khan was overwhelmed, and the two of them walked out of the tent.

The old man glanced back at the big tent with disdain, and said, "These ordinary Suzi, are they really stupid, do you think that we are here for those wealthy women, if it weren't for the order of the sect master, who would take care of this group of fools." ”

"Vampire seniors."

As if he hadn't heard these words, the young man said calmly, "How many soul essence blood have you collected today?" ”

"There are a total of three thousand and six elite military souls, and most of them are blood beads."

The old man, who was called the bloodsucking senior, came down with a gourd from his waist, laughed strangely, looked at the gourd with his nails, and suddenly, the gourd bloomed with bursts of red light and became transparent.

It can be seen that there are countless fierce souls hidden inside, as well as the blood of the small half gourd, which is extremely terrifying.

"The souls of the two elders of Duanmu and Bai Poison are more than seven thousand, which is enough for the formation of the formation, but the essence blood is still a little insufficient, I bother the seniors to send these soul essence blood to Yanshan first, and tomorrow I will finish collecting the essence blood, and then go to meet with the seniors." The young man said.

"Okay, then the old man will take the first step, and Master Qin's nephew should be careful."

The old man smiled proudly: "When this Great Array of Hundred Gu Thousand Poisons and Ten Thousand Souls is formed, refine that good treasure, and see who can compete with my Ten Thousand Poisons Sect among the Holy Sect!" ”

"Not only the Holy Religion, we must also trample the righteous path under our feet!" The young man said lightly.

"Good spirit, Master Qin's nephew is so courageous!"

The old man laughed for a while, looked into the distance with cold eyes, and said, "Especially Qingyunmen, the old man will let them know sooner or later!" ”

With that, the blood on his body flashed, and a huge blood skeleton rose into the air, carrying him in a northwest direction.

"Qingyunmen ......"

The young man muttered this name, and a wisp of fierceness suddenly flashed on his calm face, only to hear him say to himself: "Sooner or later, one day, I, Qin Wuyan, will surely level the Qingyun Seven Peaks, and the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate will dominate the world!" ”

Shout!

As soon as he finished speaking, a long rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky.

The red rainbow, traversing the middle of the sky, fell straight into the city of rejection.

In less than half a cup of tea, in the entire city of refusing to resist the north, there was a tsunami of cheering by the soldiers, even if it was more than ten miles away, the words "Lu Shuai" and "immortal" could be faintly heard.

This young man called Qin Wuyan's face suddenly turned cold.

Lu Jiu has arrived, and there are other cultivators who have arrived at the border pass?!

The former is fine, but what's the matter with the latter?

The disciples of the Demon Sect have all been strictly ordered, and no one will appear here, is it a righteous person?

But how will the righteous know the news of this place?

Could it be ......

In an instant, this young man's mind drifted to the other three major sects of the Demon Sect.

Perhaps, they wouldn't want to see that the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate could refine that treasure.

That treasure is still a few days away from being refined, in case it is discovered by the righteous path at this time......

Qin Wuyan's murderous intent flashed in his heart, he looked coldly at the head of the North Rejection City, and said softly: "If you want to blame, blame yourself for breaking into here." ”

……

In the northern city, there was thunderous cheering.

With the arrival of Mo Li and Lu Jiu, all the soldiers couldn't help but shout loudly as if they had seen a savior.

"Dashuai!"

"Meet the Commander!"

"Lu Shuai, you've finally arrived!"

……

Everywhere Lu Jiu passed, all the soldiers saluted excitedly, and the appearance of having the backbone of the main heart fully illustrated the prestige of this great prince of Dingguo in the hearts of these border soldiers.

"Go, give orders, half an hour later, the handsome tent will be discussed, if you don't get here on time, one tea will be late, fifty will be in the army, two teas, deprivation of official positions, three teas, and the law will be rectified before the army!"

Lu Jiu gave orders with a solemn expression.

The way to govern the army lies in the proper rewards and punishments, the rewards should be heavy, and the punishments should be severely punished, and there should be no slackness in the slightest.

Lu Jiu has been in the army for many years, so he naturally knows the truth.

Everyone agreed one after another, and immediately scattered and set off, going to the generals' mansions in various parts of the city to report the news, and at the same time beating the military drum.

Mo Li looked at the busy appearance of the soldiers after Lu Jiu's arrival, and couldn't help nodding secretly, he was worthy of a famous general who grew up from the bottom little by little, and his dignity should not be underestimated.

"Childe has been on the road for a long time, he must be tired, and later it will be a military discussion, which is more boring, so Childe will go to the guest room to rest." Lu Jiu said respectfully.

The distance from the capital to the border of the northern city is thousands of miles, and it takes him nearly ten days to reach it, but under the other party's sword, but in half a day, this kind of personal experience of a sword in hand, in and out of the green underworld, makes him more awe of the cultivator in his heart.

"It's fine."

Mo Li didn't refuse, he didn't have the heart to get involved in the war between the two countries, he just happened to be at the right time, and he just wanted to protect Lu Jiu's safety.

If something happened to Lu Jiu, even if he returned to the mountain, he was afraid that the Water Moon Master and Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak would also have complaints against him.

Moreover, judging from what I have heard in the past few days, Da Li still has an advantage over the northern captives, otherwise he would not have let Lu Jiu raise troops to the north and kill near the Golden Horde.

At that moment, the two were separated on the street, and several soldiers led Mo Li to the Shuaifu, while Lu Jiu was led to the military tent to discuss matters.

Mo Li looked at the soldiers in the Guannai curiously, he had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and he had cultivated in Qingyun, and it was really rare to see such a scene of a large army gathering and a big war between the two countries.

Especially in this side of the world, there are cultivators, the national strength of mortals is stronger than the countries of the previous world, and the army is naturally more elite, tens of thousands of elite soldiers and hedgehogs gather in a border city, that kind of solemn atmosphere, Rao is Mo Lidao's heart is calm, and he is also amazed in his heart.

When he arrived at the Shuai Mansion, Mo Li did not go out again, but meditated and cultivated in the guest room.

Although he has reached the ninth layer of the Shangqing realm, he is only a line away from the Taiqing realm, but this line of separation depends on such a day-by-day practice, and he doesn't know how many years he has to endure before he can get through.

Cultivating the Tao is like sailing against the current, if you slack off, the Tao will not advance but retreat, and it is based on those who have achieved success in cultivation, regardless of their qualifications, and the kind of consistent and strong perseverance is what the vast majority of people in the world lack.

Soon, night fell, and the city gradually fell silent.

The cold wind carried the sound of fighting in the army from time to time, and the bonfire reflected half of the sky transparently.

Although it was night, the soldiers did not dare to slack off at all, and still paid attention to the movements around the city wall from time to time.

During the day, the two people who appeared in the camp of the Great Khan of the Golden Horde, I don't know when, had quietly arrived in the sky above the North City.

Qin Wuyan looked coldly at the bottom of the city and said, "Bloodsucking senior, this is there, today, we must not let that person leave this place." ”

The old man who looked like a skeleton sneered and said, "Don't worry, since you dare to crash into the door, the old man has to suck his essence and blood today!" ”

Qin Wuyan nodded slightly.

The people around him, although they seem to have terrifying faces, but they are extremely terrifying, even if it is his master and the old poison god in the door, he has to give three points, with his shot, the monk who suddenly came to the city today can be said to be dead, besides, he has another plan!

"Boom...... ......"

A strange laugh of ghosts crying and wolf howls suddenly sounded, instantly waking Mo Li up from his cultivation.

He looked out thoughtfully, only to feel a powerful spiritual power fluctuation emerge from the sky in the distance.

Monks?!

Mo Li frowned, got up and pushed open the door, walked to the courtyard, looked up, and saw that under the reflection of countless torches, in the northwest sky, there was a huge skull, more than ten feet high, the whole body was condensed by black evil qi, the facial features were distorted, and the mouth was open and laughing, which was extremely terrifying.

And the soldiers at the border gates, even after going through the battle array, suddenly saw such a terrifying ghost scene like hell, they were also frightened and trembled, and their hearts were lost.

"Lu Jiu, get out!"

The skull spat out words, his voice was hoarse, with a bit of shocking spiritual power fluctuations, and said, "Get out of here, let me eat you, eat you!" ”

The sound spread throughout the city, echoing in the sky, extremely terrifying, many soldiers could not bear the spiritual power inside, and were already so frightened that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Childe, Childe!"

A hurried sound sounded outside the small courtyard, but it was Lu Jiu who hurried there with several guards.

Seeing that Mo Li was looking at the skull in the sky, Lu Jiu said with a little panic on his face: "Childe save me." ”

Naturally, he should have panicked.

Having dealt with the monk several times, he knew the horror of this power, even if he was a famous commander and a high position, it would be easy for people to take his life, even if he was under the protection of the army.

The two armies clashed and faced off on the battlefield, and he was completely sure that he could win, but what could he do against the monks who controlled the natural forces of heaven and earth?

"Lu Shuai, don't panic, it's just a small skill of carving insects." Mo Li said with a smile.

Looking at Mo Li's gentle smile and feeling the confidence in Mo Li's words, he couldn't help but be infected, and the heart he was carrying gradually fell.

Yes, it has already arrived at Mo Gongzi's side, what is there to fear?

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