"General Xia!, wait for the Huotou Army to watch the west gate of the fortress and swear to guard the camp tent of the wounded soldiers!!"

In the direction of the handsome tent, a figure wrapped in purple lightning and thunder rose into the air, giving various orders in an orderly manner. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is the martial god of the Cangjia army, Cang Ling'er.

"Huh!"

The Mithril armor replaced the cheongsam skirt again, and Xia Lan knelt down on one knee in the direction of Cang Ling'er: "The last general will take the order!"

The firehead soldiers are also soldiers, but they are better at cooking, and there are many masters of the Zhujin Dan realm, and they are never inferior to other troops in battle.

"Huang Qiong! You take the four of them to the wounded barracks immediately, guard the easternmost camp tent, and send a message to me as soon as there is any change!

Xia Lan still didn't use Fang Ping and them as a living combat power, after all, they were just a bunch of rookies in the Qi refining period.

"It's a Netherworld!!!"

In the noise, someone suddenly shouted in the distance.

Suddenly, Xia Lan's face became extremely ugly.

Netherworld Retreat is the group of monks who were good at concealing spells when they attacked the garrison fortress of the Yama Ghost Sect and seriously injured the three elders. These people are extremely cunning, and they are looking for those Cangjia soldiers who are lower than their own cultivation, and after a blow, whether they succeed or not, they will hide their bodies again, and they can't even penetrate their divine sense, which is very difficult to deal with.

Only a monk like Cang Ling'er, whose cultivation is advanced to a certain extent, can kill him before he disappears. In this battle, the Cangjia army is afraid that it will suffer heavy losses.

"Sister Lan, let me go!"

Fang Ping took the initiative to ask for battle, they came here to complete the guarantee task and get the title of "Pioneer". And the time limit is only one year, what is it to hide in the face of the enemy?

In the past ten days, Fang Ping has not only been as simple as cooking, after talking with some veterans, he has a general understanding of the current battle situation in the Yuan Demon Realm. Due to the injuries of the three elders who were proficient in the Ghost Eye Channeling Technique, the Cangjia Army had not taken the initiative to fight for more than two months, and the original control over as many as seventy percent of the Yuan Demon Realm had gradually shrunk to a pitiful twenty percent, leaving only Fengxiang Mountain, where the garrison fortress was located, had not yet been breached.

This time, the Netherworld Retreat is dispatched again, I'm afraid that Netherworld Purgatory is about to launch a general attack on the Yama Ghost Sect!

"What are you talking about, all the members of the Netherworld Retreat are above the Jindan Stage, aren't you looking for death when you go to the first level of Qi refining?"

Xia Lan thought Fang Ping was crazy, so she didn't pay much attention to it, and turned around to leave.

Seeing this, the corners of Fang Ping's mouth twitched, but he said something that surprised everyone present.

"Hmph, I can see through their concealment. ”

"What?!"

The raised footsteps fell back to the same place, Xia Lan turned around and stared at Fang Ping with burning eyes: "Is this true?"

"Hehe, Sister Lan asked me to try it, don't you know? If it doesn't work, I'm willing to be dealt with by military law!"

"Let's go!"

Without any hesitation, Xia Lan grabbed Fang Ping with a smile on his face, and came to the West Gate Tower of the garrison fortress with a few ups and downs.

"General Xia!"

Seeing Xia Lan coming, a male cultivator disciple who had been guarding for a long time hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Well, what's the situation? Have you discovered the Netherworld Retreat?" Xia Lan waved her hand and asked.

"General, not yet. The male cultivator's expression was a little gloomy. "We've only found a few Vajra corpse puppets, and although we managed to destroy them, we're on our way to attack...... The eight disciples in the fortress during the foundation building period...... Killed. ”

“......”

Hearing this, everyone present was silent for a while. At the cost of a few Vajra corpse puppets with qi refining strength, in exchange for the lives of eight foundation building period monks, this deal is really damn bad!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for exchanging for a multi-functional tactical helmet x1, costing a total of reputation x300. ”

"Fifty degrees diagonally ahead, Sister Lan, senior brothers, use your range-type spells to blast it together, and it's best to have a large-range immobilization class. Just when everyone was silent, a slightly immature voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?"

Everyone stared at each other, and then turned their eyes to Fang Ping, who spoke loudly, only to see that this kid had already put on a strange iron hat at some point. Underneath the front of the hat was a bulge that just covered Fang Ping's eyes.

Xia Lan suddenly heard Fang Ping's previous words, and hurriedly ordered: "Listen to the command of this Senior Brother Fang, everyone, prepare for the Ghost Head Flame!"

As soon as these words came out, although everyone still had doubts in their hearts, they still obediently recited the mantra.

"Weak Water Bondage!" A coquettish shout came out of Xia Lan's mouth, and then he saw a jet-black water column shoot out from the flying sword he pointed at in front of him, and instantly soared into the sky!

Immediately afterwards, only listening to the muffled sound of "poof", the water column in mid-air seemed to encounter some obstacle, and it exploded with a bang. The mist quickly gathered, forming a huge wave of water that enveloped a space in the air.

"What?!"

"It's ......"

Seeing this scene, the group of fireheads still didn't know what was going on. Many palms pushed up in unison, and immediately, I saw more than a dozen hideous-looking purple mist skeletons forming one after another, roaring and shooting towards the water wave prison in the air!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......"

"Ahhh......hhh

The earth-shattering loud sound enveloped the entire western area of the garrison fortress, and the purple flames were surging in the sky, the ghost fog was boiling, and the screams were heart-rending and breathtaking!

"How is it possible?!How is it possible?!ah!!"

"His Holiness clearly said that no one will ever break through the Mahayana! Why?!Why !!?"

“......”

Eight figures fell from the sky, struggling, roaring, and wailing with extreme unwillingness, and finally swallowed their last breath.

"Oo!!oo

"Ahhh!!h

"Hit! We hit!!"

The screams were followed by indulgent cheers, but they exchanged masters.

"Brother, haha! You're good!"

A group of fireheads lifted Fang Ping up, and then threw it into the air. As for the way to celebrate, there are still many similarities between the Savage Continent and the Earth.

Looking at the text bubbles that popped up on the system interface to gain prestige, Fang Ping also smiled happily.

The value of these 300 prestige flowers! Earn prestige, and sure enough, you still have to be in the army to be fast enough!

What can you do if you are stealthy? The infrared thermal detection function immediately teaches you how to behave! What can you do if you are scheming? Lao Tzu is the chief commander of the WTR team, and he can't kill you?!

"In the direction of the ugly hour, behind the thickest tree, there are three mice!"

"Weak Water Bond!"

"The Devil's Head is Blazing!"

"Beautiful!"

......

"In the direction of the hour, forty-five degrees above the oblique direction, inside that dark cloud, there are two on the left and four on the right...... No, the one on the right is a corpse puppet! The one on the left is on fire!"

"Soul Seeking!"

"Blood Demon Vine!"

"Damn! Actually blocked Lao Tzu?!Guys have another round!Kill him a turtle grandson!!"

......

"In the direction of the hour, the bushes sloped down thirty degrees, and the last five ...... Nima! I want to run, brothers, get on the flying sword, chase after me!!"

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