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- Five miles south of Qudu City, a dark tent covered a space of dozens of miles. Bonfires illuminated the camp as bright as day. Many men in short clothes were grabbing meat and eating it while roasting it on the bonfire, and some were drinking heavily.
"Damn it, if that thief was a step too late today, I can cut off his head. That's a guard captain. If I can lift his head, I can definitely get two fresh ones back. Have fun, you little bitch!" A tall, strong man with an arrow sore on his face as big as the mouth of a bowl said with regret as he gnawed on the leg of lamb.
As soon as he said these words, someone burst out laughing and said: "Crazy Horse, even a little bit is a bad thing. Now you can only drink horse urine here. Look at Li Dazhuang, he got such bad luck and hacked a trainer to death with one knife." A seventh-level monk, hehe, the old commander was so happy that he gave him the city lord¡¯s daughter!¡±
"That little girl, when I caught her, I saw her skin was so tender that she could squeeze out a stream of water! What a pity, a good piece of meat fell into the dog's mouth!"
Before the pity words could be heard, someone joked: "It's better to fall into a dog's mouth than to be bitten by a horse's mouth!"
"Chen Laoer, you are talking nonsense, you are a fucking bird, I will fuck your grandma!" Madman Ma, who was already unhappy, shouted, threw the leg of lamb and rushed towards the man.
Chen Laoer didn't show any weakness, stretched out his thick arms and got entangled with the crazy horse. The two people beat each other's body angrily, and after a while, they were bleeding profusely.
"Hit. Hit hard and kill that grandson!" The people scattered around took a look at this scene. He was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and he was screaming and cheering on the side.
"Poof!" Madman Ma took out a sharp knife from his pocket and stabbed it directly into Chen Laoer's belly.
Chen Laoer held Crazy Ma's neck with both hands, his eyes widened. After the knife went down, his hands loosened and his eyes gradually lost their original luster.
The death of Chen Laoer. Making Madman Ma a hero in the eyes of everyone, a few stout men lifted Madman Ma up and threw him in the air. For a while. The sound of laughter and laughter in the camp was like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
No one paid attention to the dead Chen Laoer, and no one noticed that the moment Chen Laoer fell to the ground, a faint smoke flew up from Chen Laoer's body. It flew straight towards the tent in the middle of the camp.
This tent is as big as five rooms. There was not a single human being within ten feet of the tent. The moment the green smoke flew into the tent, a black gourd placed in the middle of the tent suddenly spurted out a small black flag, directing the black smoke into the gourd.
"What a bunch of ignorant people!" The black shadow sitting next to the gourd raised his eyes and said lightly: "There are still fifty thousand souls left. This side of the Yinhun Banner will be completed. Maybe tomorrow we will let those The foolish things continue to attack the city.¡±
Speaking of which. The black shadow said calmly: "If this Haunted Soul Flag is completed tomorrow, the leader will definitely be happy. Maybe he will be rewarded with more Taoist techniques at that time!"
"Zhang Qing asks to see the master!" A strong voice sounded outside the door.
Hearing the voice, the black shadow said gloomily: "Come in!"
What walked in was a majestic man, with a pair of fine eyes full of gloomy murderous intent. If the troops guarding the city in Qudu City saw this person, they would definitely feel like they were seeing a ghost. Although he called himself Zhang Qing, the nickname given to him by the troops in Qudu City was Zhang Rentu.
"Master, my subordinates have something to report to Master. In yesterday's battle, brothers suffered heavy casualties. According to reports from my subordinates, at least 10,000 brothers died on the battlefield. Please have Master's mercy and let the brothers Rest for a day or two before fighting again!" As Zhang Qing spoke, he knelt on the ground.
The black shadow smiled sinisterly and said: "Zhang Qing, Lotus Lord is about to come to the world and create a world without pain for us. Do you know that what you say now is to prevent Lotus Lord from being born! Now, I will give you another chance. , Prepare your troops immediately, we still have a big battle to fight tomorrow!¡±
Zhang Qing¡¯s face showed a trace of pain. Since the uprising, countless brothers have fallen beside him. These brothers died one after another, which made his cold heart unbearable.
Now, almost all the land ten miles outside Qudu City is dyed red. If we capture Qudu City, we don¡¯t know how many people will die. He didn't want his brother to make unnecessary sacrifices again. He gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Please be kind to the master and let my brother rest for two more days."
"Two days of rest? Then you go and rest!" As the black shadow spoke, he slapped the black gourd, and the ghost flag flew out of the gourd and stirred it towards Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing's whole person turned into ashes. .
As the faint black smoke rolled into the gourd, the black shadow said to himself: "A little ant also wants to hinder the leader's important things? He is really overestimating his capabilities."
Just as he was speaking, a black light appeared strangely in the tent. The black shadow saw the woman in black gauze appearing in the black light. He stood up respectfully and saluted: "My subordinate Jinmeng, Master of the Void Sun Altar, Meet the deputy leader."
The woman waved her hand and said: "Master Jin Altar, the soul-gathering gourd you preside over, how many wronged souls have been collected so far?"
"Reporting to the deputy leader, there are still fifty thousand, which is the number of four hundred and ninety thousand!" As the leader of the golden altar spoke, he respectfully handed the gourd on the table to the woman in black gauze.
The woman in black gauze gently pinched the magic formula, and the dark ghost flag flew out again. However, she ignored the Yinhun Banner, and instead looked into the gourd, and saw countless black energy coiled together inside, like a jar of ink. And every piece of smoke and dust in this ink looks like a ghost.
"Very good, I will definitely report your contribution to the leader. I believe that the leader will reward you greatly." The Heisha woman put down the gourd, and then said seriously: "According to the order of the leader, you must be there within five days." Within, the souls required to complete the soul-gathering gourd will be rewarded heavily, and those who cannot complete it will have their souls removed and refined into magic weapons to suffer the pain of reincarnation forever!"
"I obey!" The Jinmeng kneeled on the ground respectfully and responded loudly.
"Master Jin Altar, you and I don't need to be so polite, get up!" As the woman in black gauze spoke, she waved her hand gently, and Jin Meng, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up involuntarily.
Jin Meng's face still showed respect and caution, and he said respectfully: "The deputy leader's magical power is advancing rapidly. From my perspective, in another ten or eight years, you may be able to take a step further and achieve Yuan Ying. Honored as ancestor!"
"How can it be so easy to achieve Nascent Soul?" The woman sighed and said: "We will talk about the future matters later. Master Jintan, the Soul Gathering Gourd is of great importance and there is no room for error. Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Jin Meng's expression became more respectful.
The woman in black nodded and said casually: "Is there any news in Qudu City recently?"
"There is still no big movement among the immortal masters in Qudu City. However, the disciples who have sneaked into Qudu City have received news that a few days ago, the Supreme Elder of Lishan Palace summoned the five sects to kill them. A disciple named Fang Ling!"
As soon as Jin Meng said this, the body of the woman in black gauze shook, and then she said in a deep voice: "What's the result?"
"Report to the deputy leader, originally, everyone believed that Fang Ling was destined to die, but they did not expect that he would use his foundation-building qualifications to refine the White Tiger Seven Kills Diagram in the Four Spirit Array Diagrams of the Zhen Dao Sect, in front of the five sect disciples. , the Four Spirits Formation beat Lan Yang Taoist to the point of admitting defeat regardless of his face. Together with the other three elders of the Zhendao Sect, Fang Ling was revered as the Fourth Son of the Zhendao Sect and became the most powerful person among the five sects. "
"Fourth Son of the True Dao, this is really a good title." The woman in black gauze pondered for a moment and said lightly.
Jin Meng's heart was moved, and he secretly wondered why this deputy leader, who was known for being cold and stern, said this inexplicably and unreliably. However, under the prestige of this deputy leader, he did not dare to ask more questions and hurriedly said: " Deputy leader, although these four disciples of the True Dao are not a concern to our religion when they are separated, they are a big problem when they are united!"
The woman in black gauze smiled faintly and said: "Master Xu Ri Altar, don't worry about this. When the ancestor's death is completed, everything will be reduced to powder."
Jin Meng was still going to speak. The woman in black gauze smiled faintly, her whole body rolled up in a black light, and she disappeared into the tent in an instant. Half a moment after the woman left, Jin Meng relaxed and murmured with emotion: "A perfect golden elixir is indeed the difference between heaven and man. I don't know when I will be able to achieve a golden elixir."
Then he picked up the black gourd with his hand and stared at the black mist that faintly made the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and infinite confidence arose in his heart. Although he didn't know what kind of magic his ancestor practiced, his heart felt at ease when he thought of the twenty-seven soul-gathering gourds that were exactly the same as his own, and the tens of millions of souls gathered together.
"What kind of overwhelming power can tens of millions of souls be?" Although he was not at the top of the Lian Zun Sect, he could vaguely feel that the rebellion was not launched to overthrow the Lu State, but to collect these tens of millions of souls.
The woman in black gauze landed gently outside the continuous military camp. Her eyes looked at the huge military camp, and the expression on her face kept flashing. Finally, she sighed softly and murmured to herself: "When the time comes, I hope you can enter the area I am responsible for, and I can let you go!" As she spoke, the woman in black gauze transformed into a human again. A stream of light disappeared between heaven and earth. The wind howled, faintly carrying the sound of crying, and the endless chilling air gave people a chilling feeling.
Two rolling streams of iron collided together in the vast land. In an instant, people were overturned, countless swords flashed, countless blood splashed, and countless heads fell to the ground. The good man was wrapped in horse leather and dressed in luxurious clothes, but when he saw these countless heads falling to the ground, even though Fang Ling's heart was already as cold as a rock, he couldn't help but feel sad. (To be continued)
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