Even if Ji Ge deliberately cleared his throat and raised his voice before, he no longer had any realm cultivation, and because he didn't use spiritual power to coerce him, he didn't get the slightest response like a stone sinking into the sea.

Outside the battle, the Wei soldiers and the elite of the backer army are still fighting together.

Ji Ge pursed his thin lips and smiled bitterly.

Losing the realm of cultivation, especially on this battlefield where killing is constant, it is really difficult to move an inch.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Murong Chui who was standing aside, and nodded slightly.

Murong Chui, who immediately understood, hummed softly, and his voice resounded in the valley with spiritual power.

"Ghost Sheng is dead, you are defeated!"

Immediately after that, his figure rose from the ground, turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the clouds.

Just when Tao Jiren was puzzled, he suddenly saw the undulating sea of clouds above his head suddenly dissipate.

Under the clear blue sky, only one person stood in the air.

No, it should have been two to be exact, because there was one more person who was carried by the man.

"Your commander has been killed, do you still want to continue to send him to death?!" Murong drooped, who was carrying the corpse of Ghost Sheng in one hand, lowered his head and swept over the soldiers of the backer army who were fighting in the valley, and shouted sharply.

"What? The general is dead?"

"How is this possible?!How could the general of the three turns of the Futu Realm die at their hands?"

"General Zuo Zongtang has also been killed in battle, and now even the general is also dead, can we really be defeated?"

"No way, it must be their delaying tactics, that person can't be a general at all!"

In an instant, there were voices of emotion and exclamation all over the valley.

These noisy voices naturally fell on Murong Chui's ears.

Ji Ge looked up at Murong Chui, who was not moving, and shook his head without a trace.

"It seems that you have to do this kind of thing yourself. Ji Ge said in his heart.

According to Ji Ge's temperament, if he hears this kind of voice, he will not care about what "the dead are great", don't you believe it? Then I will throw it directly to you and let you see the truth, so that they can see if the person in my hands who can not die again is the general in your heart.

But now he has no realm, in the eyes of the monks, he is an ordinary man, maybe his current physical condition is not even comparable to that of an ordinary farmer who cultivates in the field.

At least the latter can still pick and carry, but what about him?

Ji Ge looked down at his hands that couldn't even hold his fists, and laughed at himself.

"Li Changgeng, tell Murong Chui to let him directly throw the corpse of Ghost Sheng. Ji Ge retracted the little bit of wandering mind and commanded softly.

Li Changgeng nodded when he heard this, but he was afraid that now he could only listen to Ji Ge's military orders.

Soon, the soldiers of the backing army in various parts of the valley saw the figure above their heads throwing the man they were carrying in high air.

A black shadow fell from the sky, and in just a few breaths, it smashed to the ground with the sound of a whistling wind, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust.

"What a general!" someone approached the edge of the pit, and when he really saw the ghost sheng lying in the pit, covered in dust and bleeding, he sat on the ground with his legs limp and collapsed, and then he screamed.

As more and more Wu soldiers stood on the edge of the pit, the news of the death of the commander of the backer army, Ghost Sheng, was already undoubted.

The death of Gui Sheng was not a half-star blow to the hearts of the backer army, and the soldiers of the backer army seemed to have the momentum of withdrawing.

Seeing this scene, Ji Ge nodded slightly, this is exactly what he wants to see.

He just wanted to use the death of Ghost Sheng to force them to retreat.

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Moreover, the leaderless backer army of the dragons was no longer a threat to Wei Wushu.

"General, the backer army is in turmoil, and we can take advantage of this opportunity to pursue the victory. Returning to Ji Ge's side from the sky above the canopy, Murong suggested in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ji Ge looked at Murong Chui with a complicated expression, and then turned his head to look at the Wei soldiers beside him, almost everyone had injuries on their bodies, and some even had broken arms and legs.

Then he shook his head and said, "There's no need to chase any further." ”

It's not that it's unnecessary, it's that it's not.

Do you want Wei Wushu's soldiers to drag their seriously wounded bodies to chase and kill the enemy army? Then whoever dies in the end has to say twice.

Murong Chui, who had probably heard the meaning from Ji Ge's words, nodded, although the white-clothed man in front of him had no realm at all, he was still a minister, and he was always the commander of Wei Wushu appointed by General Wu Qi.

"General, are you in good health?" Murong Chui was still a little uneasy after pondering for a while, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice in the end.

Ji Ge said with a warm smile when he heard this: "There should be nothing wrong." ”

At the beginning, Ji Ge self-destructed the star-picking pearl in that picture of the Jiangshan Society, and cultivated all the realms to "burn it to the ground", in exchange for absolute control of that small world.

In fact, Li Changgeng's feeling at that time was not wrong, what Ji Ge represented at that time was the supreme and ruthless Heavenly Dao, or it can be said that Ji Ge at that time was the Heavenly Dao itself.

Only then can he crush and kill the ghost sheng of the three turns of the Futu Realm.

Therefore, although Ji Ge's spiritual sea was completely destroyed and the realm was abolished afterwards, at that time, Ghost Sheng was helpless against Ji Ge, who had already incarnated into the Heavenly Dao, and could only lead the neck to be killed, and naturally he could not talk about severely injuring him or exchanging death for injury.

So at the moment, Ji Ge doesn't have much discomfort except that he has no spiritual power in his body.

"General..."Li Changgeng raised his eyes to look at the white-robed figure, and stopped talking.

Ji Ge, who had already guessed his thoughts, waved his hand extremely chic and said, "I know what you have to say, but there is no need, as I said before, this is the path I have chosen, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"It's just that I can't practice anymore in the future, in fact, I have long planned to leave the Great Wall after the end of the war to become an idle cloud and wild crane. ”

Ji Ge walked up to Li Changgeng and gently patted the latter's shoulder, his eyebrows slightly bent and his face smiled.

But only he knows how "undercurrents" are now at the bottom of his heart lake.

If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, if it weren't for the fact that this war would continue, if it weren't for the fact that he was still carrying the lives of Wei Wushu's soldiers, he might have given birth to a demon and fallen into that crazy state of mind by now.

Ji Ge has never forgotten what he is carrying, it is the thousand-year-old luck of Xuanyuan's lineage, the sustenance of the ancestors of the Xiong clan, and the fairness of the blood relatives of the same clan on the island.

But in that situation at that time, if he didn't choose to take that step, it would be a certain death, of course, maybe he wouldn't die, he could be thousands of miles away, but Murong Chui would die, and tens of thousands of Wei soldiers would die.

So he had to take that step, even if he knew what was going to happen in the end.

But when Ji Ge woke up behind Li Changgeng, when he couldn't even look inside the spiritual veins in his body, and of course he couldn't operate the spiritual power, he was like falling into an abyss, and he couldn't recover.

If he couldn't practice, how would he fulfill the ambition of his ancestors? How would he make a name for himself and move the world? and most importantly, how would he meet her from the Immortal Clan?

These things flashed through his mind as soon as he woke up.

In the end, he chose to open his eyes, in fact, it was nothing more than thinking of the sentence from a certain yellowed poem"

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Another village".

"The general will always be the commander of Wei Wushu!" said Murong with a resolute look in his eyes.

Probably only a seed brother like him really knows how tragic Ji Ge's actions are.

So at the moment when Li Changgeng appeared with Ji Ge on his back, Murong Chui decided that he was the commander of Wei Wushu.

As long as he Murong Trai is still in Wei Wushu for a day, as long as he Murong Trai is still alive.

Ji Ge laughed and didn't say a word, he couldn't occupy the pit and not.

How can a wasted person who has been destroyed in the spiritual sea still be the governor of Wei Wushu?

Suddenly, Tao Jiren knelt on one knee, and the voice was not loud, but every Wei Wushu soldier guarding the surroundings could hear it clearly.

"The last general, Tao Jiren, is willing to follow the general to the death!"

As soon as Tao Jiren knelt down, the soldiers who were originally from the Tiger Ben camp around him all knelt on one knee with him.

Li Changgeng narrowed his eyes after seeing this scene, and he was also shocked at the same time as he sighed, and he was also surprised by the true identity of Tao Jiren.

No wonder the brave and warlike Tiger Ben battalion will obey the Tao fence, it turns out that the Tao Sen is under the Tao fence.

Then Li Changgeng looked at Murong Chui, who looked calm and had no waves in his eyes, as if he had already guessed that there would be such a thing, and the latter also looked at him and smiled.

Then Li Changgeng and Murong Chui knelt on one knee together, and their voices were like a bell, "The last general is willing to follow the general to the death." ”

The soldiers who were originally from Wei Wushu around them knelt down in unison, and the sound of Qi Qi's shouts was deafening, which made the soldiers of the backer army, who were already showing a trend of decline, even more frightened.

"I'm willing to wipe out the enemy in front of me for the general!"

Ji Ge looked around, and his eyes were full of black pressed human heads.

He just stood there like this, silent, with no joy or sorrow on his face.

In a trance, Ji Ge seemed to have an illusion, even if he had no spiritual power now, and he could even be said to be weak, but now he was more freehand than any Ji Ge in the previous long river of time.

"Whew!"

At this moment, an extremely piercing sound of breaking the air suddenly came, not only ringing in Ji Ge's ears, but also ringing in Murong Chui's ears.

Although Ji Ge had no realm at this time, he still had excellent eyesight, and he could still see a silver-white arrow condensed with spiritual power shooting towards the center of his eyebrows.

Ji Ge wanted to hide, but the qi machine had been firmly locked by the other party, so he couldn't move at all.

Tao Jiren snorted coldly, his figure burst up, and he stood in front of Ji Ge in an instant.

Then he jerked out a hand and held the silver-white arrow tightly in his hand.

The sharp arrow was only half an inch away from the center of Tao's eyebrows.

"Who is it?!" Tao Jiren asked with a gloomy face as he severed the silver-white arrow.

The arrows came from the side of the valley, and there was no doubt that they must be from the Wu clan.

It's just that the army of defeated generals still dares to turn around and provoke, and it can't be found dead?

"Heavy armor army, Feng Zheng. From afar, a voice spread with spiritual power, and then resounded throughout the mouth of the gourd.

Murong Chui squinted his eyes when he heard this.

What he heard in this sentence was that the person who came did not belong to a certain strong army in the heavy armored army, but directly belonged to the Chinese military tent, and was personally dispatched by that Qianmo Changfeng.

Could it be that the Wu Clan really didn't even give them a breather?

"Chen Ge, I have said hello to you. On horseback, Feng Zheng leaned forward and looked ahead calmly with a smile, muttering to himself.

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