An unfamiliar voice came from beside him, which made the shaman who chose to retreat without the slightest emotional fluctuation instantly tense, and for the first time felt that his life was threatened.

The totemic warriors of the Hu people drew their scimitars at their waists one after another, clenched them tightly, and looked around vigilantly.

I saw a group of black flashes rushing straight towards them, breaking through the military formation in the blink of an eye, and tightly surrounding the core of their group of tribes.

The black flash has exactly the same momentum as the Goblin Arhat Demon Legion, but the equipment is not known how many times more luxurious.

The black metal armor of all colors encased the entire goblin's body in the metal armor, and not even a trace of skin was exposed. Behind him was a huge black shield, and in his hand he was holding a large knife with a glittering cold light.

The gaze that shines through the armor mask is intense, and there is a power as a mountain of stability.

"I'm waiting for—it's the Goblin Iron Guard deployed under King Piro. It was the last time we left the king's side. ”

It's a sonorous, deep voice.

"Withdraw, withdraw, run!"

For the first time, the shaman behaved completely different from his previous persona, and said anxiously.

Able to communicate with the gods, he was born with a sense of spirit beyond ordinary people, and in his eyes, these iron cans were like blazing suns, exuding amazing heat all the time.

Just being stared at by their eyes, the shaman felt like his whole body was about to melt.

The tin canned goblin guards moved, and no one could see their movements, and the Hu soldiers around them fell in unison as if they were cutting wheat.

"No!

The shaman wielded the scarcity-colored bone staff in his hand, trying to use his sorcery to force back the goblin guards who were coming at him.

However, he seemed to have lost the favor of the Immortal Heaven, whether it was a wolf soul or a curse, he couldn't cast any of them in front of the Goblin Guard.

The entire space was filled with a scorching masculine, divine light aura, and the shaman's vaunted methods were rendered useless, leaving only his fragile flesh.

Facing the powerful goblins, the shaman, who sensed the fear of death, sweated profusely, his legs went limp, and he couldn't stop retreating.

The face under the wolfbone mask was full of fear, and his mouth exclaimed, "Don't!

"Hey, hey, you want to cast your crappy spell in front of us?"

A guard goblin, stepped forward, stretched out his hand covered in metal armor, and gently pressed the shaman's fleeing body, grinning under the mask.

"Mission accomplished! Let's go!"

Looking back at the huge battlefield, the leading Goblin Iron Guard arranged for two Iron Guards to ban the shaman's mobility, carry it on his shoulder, and prepare to return to the territory space.

On the battlefield, the battle between the goblins under the command of King Piro and the Hu people of the Wolf Tooth tribe has been settled.

A one-sided massacre, to be precise.

The Goblin Arhat Demon Legion was like a bamboo, directly breaking through the infantry formation of the Hu people.

The Goblin Boar Knights, although they are only in their infancy, are also very strong. Thirty horsemen, relying on the brutal [charge] skills of carefully domesticated wild boars, pressed and beat the team of the Hu cavalry.

The Hu cavalry that attacked the Goblin Enforcer's Brigade was even more miserable, with long whips flying like poisonous snakes, pulling the Hu people off their horses, and then being ravaged with whips by the crazy Goblin Enforcers.

"I'll leave the rest to you! Remember what the master said, kill the enemy must be clean, don't let any of them go!"

"Got it!

Several goblin soldiers who broke through the Hu people's army formation nodded seriously when they heard the goblin guard's command, and said.

With compassion on his face, he raised his bandaged fist and slammed it down, shattering the tissues in the skull of a Hu soldier lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

"It's over?"

Outside Xiaosongzhuang, the people of Dazhao, who were driven from their homes by the Hu people, looked back in disbelief at the Hu army slaughtered by the green-skinned monsters in the sunset.

Not long ago......

Slowly, I don't know who took the lead, and the entire open space outside Zhuangzi began to cheer.

It's a blessing to have escaped death.

It is the joy of revenge.

It's a lot of relief.

......

Although the green-skinned monster is very ugly and strong, killing the Hu people is the same as killing the little chicken, but the people of Dazhao outside Zhuangzi did not feel their terrible.

After clearing the last Hu man on the battlefield, the goblins did not come to harass the people of Dazhao.

Instead, he silently cleaned up the battlefield, and put the corpses of Hu soldiers, war horses, and some of the corpses of the people of Dazhao who were abused and killed by the Hu people.

In the end, all the green-skinned monsters entered a milky white light gate with all the materials on the battlefield and the corpses under the incredible gaze of the people of Great Zhao, and disappeared, as if they had entered the fairy world.

Rubbing his eyes, the large number of green-skinned monsters really disappeared.

Outside Zhuangzi, the people of Da Zhao felt as if everything they had just experienced was one

Phantoms, but some scars on their bodies tell them that everything is real.

"Immortals?"

"Immortals!"

"That's the Heavenly Soldiers?"

......

The crowd seemed to explode, and there was a lot of noise in the moment, chattering and discussing their ideas.

At this time, Yu Mubai, who heard Chen Fei's order, opened the door of Xiao Songzhuang.

Surrounded by a group of soldiers with their backs on their backs, he walked out of Zhuangzi with his head held high and into the emotional crowd.

Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Yu Mubai, who was surrounded by soldiers.

The well-dressed Yu Mubai has the background of a scholar, gentle and elegant, surrounded by soldiers, and has the majestic momentum of a general.

In the eyes of everyone, Yu Mubai's appearance is very gratifying.

Feeling everyone's eyes converge on him, Yu Mubai slowly began his speech.

First of all, he truthfully told the evil deeds of the Hu people after the invasion of the south.

Along the way, he saw the heinous sins committed by the Hu people, and there is no need to exaggerate, and telling the truth is enough to arouse the anger of the Hu people in everyone.

Next, he focused on the origin of those green-skinned monsters, goblins. Describe them as a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general under the command of a god named "Qinglian Daojun".

The mana is boundless, and Qinglian Daojun, who has compassion for the suffering of all beings, saw that Hu Ren Whey specially sent heavenly soldiers and generals to save the world.

"Really?"

Speaking loudly, Yu Mubai, who had a loud voice, was nervous in his heart, and he relied on the only bit of ink left in his stomach to describe the "Qinglian Daojun" in his mind as much as he could.

barely satisfied the needs of the lord and established a great image of Qinglian Daojun.

But does anyone really believe this?

This is not only a question in Yu Mubai's heart, but also a question in the hearts of Yuyang Dao people in the territory space.

He and Chen Fei sat by the pond in front of the Qinglian Temple, burning the incense made by the Yuyang Dao people, drinking the tea boiled by the spiritual water, and leisurely watching Yu Mubai's passionate speech through the Circular Light Technique.

In the picture, Yu Mubai became more and more involved the more he spoke, as if he had felt the majesty of Qinglian Daojun.

It seems that there is really a great god in the world called "Qinglian Daojun", whose mana is boundless, and can make heavenly soldiers and generals descend to the mortal world.

Yuyang Daoist turned his head, looked at the statue of Qinglian Daojun that had just been placed in the main hall of his Taoist temple, touched his snow-white beard and shook his head speechlessly.

In the Qinglian Temple, the origin of this Daojun statue is clear to him Yuyang Daoist. It was a certain generation of patriarchs who made up fake characters in order to make more incense money.

Over the years, there have been many people talking about it, and it has become a symbol of the Qinglian Temple.

"Lord Lord, what is this going to do?" the Yuyang Daoist hesitated for a moment and asked the question in his heart.

"I'm here for this!"

Chen Fei didn't mean to hide it, he reached out and grabbed it in the air, grabbing out some silky wisps of seven-colored light.

"What is this?"

Yuyang Daoist looked at the seven-colored light in Chen Fei's hand, and faintly saw countless people whispering, telling the words from the bottom of their hearts.

Expectation, supplication, worship, curse, resentment, joy, sorrow......

In a little colored light, the people of Yuyang Dao seem to see the various states of the world and the lust of all beings. Turning into a torrent rushing towards him, countless people whispered in his ears, buzzing, and the noise made Yuyang Dao people's faces bruise and headaches.

"Wake up!" Chen Fei snorted, waking up the Yuyang Daoist who was obsessed in the colorful light.

"This, this is the wish power of all beings?"

The Yuyang Daoist who came back to his senses glanced at Chen Fei with an innocent face with dissatisfaction, gently rubbed his head that was about to explode, hesitated for a while and said affirmatively.

The Yuyang Daoist had seen a record of the wishing power of sentient beings in the classics of the Qinglian Temple, but due to the limitations of cultivation, he had never personally touched it.

"Yes, that's what I've gathered. ”

Chen Fei turned his head to look at the pond, and on the smooth water surface like a mirror, the precious lotus seed from the Yuyang Dao people had already revealed an emerald green sharp corner under the moisture of the spiritual water.

It's very cute and delightful.

It was the unique spiritual power contained in the lotus seed of this Yuyang Dao person that made Chen Fei perceive the existence of the wish power of all beings.

This is a special energy that is different from the aura of heaven and earth, born in the human heart, and seems to contain special power.

Chen Fei himself used his sense of wish power to probe the people of his territorial space.

I was surprised to find that my people didn't have the power to make a will.

Nor can it be said so absolutely, to be precise.

No matter how much the willpower generated by the people under his command is, it will be absorbed by the territory space at the first time through the contract between the people and the lord.

It was transformed into energy to support the territorial space, and at the same time, it perfected the territorial space in Chen Fei's mind, the lord's heart, at an extremely slow speed.

Vaguely, Chen Fei felt that he had touched a little bit of the essence of the territorial space.

So, Chen Fei moved the idea of collecting wishing power to study it, and by the way, he could use his wishing power to cultivate the green lotus planted by the Yuyang Dao people.

The characteristics of the green lotus slowly merged into the territory space, and Chen Fei discovered that these green lotuses were actually spiritual plants that grew up with the nourishment of wishing power.

It's weird and it's unique.

Outside the territorial space, Yu Mubai's speech continued.

Yu Mubai, who had entered the state, did not fail to notice that in his skill column, there was an extra skill [Flicker] that had just started.

Strings of illusory words of [XP +1] continued to appear above his head as he spoke.

Not to mention, constantly listening to Yu Mubai's speech, the hearts of the people of Dazhao, who had just experienced life and death and had seen the goblin army display their might, really gave birth to some faith in Qinglian Daojun.

When his mouth was dry and the people around him were also hungry and cold, Yu Mubai smacked his tongue and quit his feverish speech.

Considering that it was getting late, the autumn nights were cold.

Yu Mubai decisively stopped his speech and instructed the villagers in Xiaosongzhuang to set up a cauldron at the entrance of the village, cook hot porridge to warm their stomachs and relieve hunger, and set up a few bonfires to keep everyone warm.

Looking at the boiling fire under the iron pot, the rice and water in the pot boiling, bringing out bursts of aroma, and feeling the bonfire slowly rising around them, the hearts of the hungry and cold people suddenly warmed up.

When the rice porridge in the pot boiled, Yu Mubai distributed it to everyone one by one.

also contacted Chen Fei without a teacher, and asked for a portrait of Qinglian Daojun, which was hung on the earthen fence behind him.

Everyone who came to receive the hot porridge had to go to the portrait of Qinglian Daojun to worship Qinglian Daojun. You don't need to kneel and kowtow, you just need to mumble a few words from the bottom of your heart.

According to Yu Mubai, this is called prayer.

Of course, Yu Mubai would not be able to fool people like this, but Chen Fei had experienced the impact of the Internet, had seen a lot of knowledge, and passed on some knowledge to him through the consular contract, which was enough for him to fool everyone slowly.

Although the so-called portrait of the Divine Monarch is painted with Qinglian Daojun, which is the same as the statue of the Divine Monarch in the Qinglian Temple, there is nothing special about it, but it is just painted by Chen Fei on the spotlight of splashing ink.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a piece of paper, and no matter how much you worship, it is useless.

But the wishes from everyone were unconscious, following the contract between Yu Mubai and Chen Fei, and poured into Chen Fei's territorial space.

A little bit of sentient beings' wishing power gathered in Chen Fei's territorial space, like a milky white fog, surrounding Chen Fei's side.

Yuyang Dao people, seeing these strong willingness, were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated. He wasn't Chen Fei, and he didn't want to enjoy another headache.

The pointed lotus leaves in the pond seemed to smell the breath of the wishes of all beings, and they tried to probe upward, like a gluttonous child, wanting to taste the taste of the wishes.

"You want?"

Chen Fei smiled dumbly. The green lotus in the pond is just a plant, and I actually treat it as a human being.

With a wave of his big hand, the milky white wish power around him floated towards the pond with the wind, towards the pointed lotus leaves that emerged from the water.

Before carefully studying the effect of the Wishing Power, even if Chen Fei had all the characteristics of Qinglian in his body, he did not dare to test the effect of the Wishing Power of all living beings in person.

It's better to let Qinglian test it for him first, and try it first.