Chapter Six Hundred and Ninety-Eight: Take Longbo First
The Great Hall of Ruins.
Wan Tianhan prostrated himself in front of Young Master Daqi, and relayed what he had said to Xia Tuo verbatim, causing the phantoms in the hall to show surprise in their eyes.
Back then when Daqi was about to set up the royal court, it was destroyed. The prototype of the royal court system had already taken shape, and various royal court positions were established. Although Daqi was destroyed, the remaining souls still follow the ancestral system There is a small royal court, and there are ministers to assist the government.
Of course, today's Wang Ting of the Undead is more like a grass-roots team, and its strength is far worse than that of the Daqi Wang Ting back then.
"Ling Zai."
The young master sitting at the top looked at an old phantom beside him, and asked aloud.
When Daqi Wang Ting was about to be established, there were four highest-ranking ministers in the Wang Ting, called Si Shang Qing, namely Tai Zai, High Priest, High Sima, and Da Ling Yin.
It's a pity that the position of the last four great ministers has not yet been determined, and the Daqi Wangting was destroyed.
These remnant souls of their dead clan no longer have the majesty of the royal court, so they honor the Dazai, the high priest, the high Sima, and the Great Ling Yin instead of using them, and take the two official positions of the Dazai, the high priest's assistant Lingzai, and the high priest Cheng to form their clan. Little royal court.
"Young master, in order to avoid Dayin and Dongtian Holy Land these years, we have been bearing the burden of humiliation and hiding in Qiancang Realm, in order to avenge Daqi one day. Now that we have come to this point, we cannot relax in the slightest .”
The old man called Ling Zai pondered for a moment, then spoke solemnly.
Compared with Da Yin, they, the group of dead people, hate the gang of Dongtian Holy Land who eat inside and out. Da Qi set up the royal court to fight against Da Yin and seize the luck of Da Yin. Naturally, Da Yin came to attack There is nothing wrong with it.
They are also people who live under the sky in the borderlands, but Dongtian Holy Land followed Da Yin Wangting and counterattacked Da Qi behind the back, directly hitting Da Qi and making him unable to recover. This hatred, even if they became dead souls, still Resentment persists.
Hearing the sound, Young Master Daqi nodded. After waiting for so long, they are now dead souls, and they have completely fallen into the darkness. They are enduring unimaginable pain outside, because they have a belief in revenge supporting them.
Now at this time, even if Daxia got the Tiange, it would not explain anything. It is impossible for Wannian's revenge to believe in Daxia just because of these two words.
"Command the troops,
Squeeze people into the central formation as soon as possible, and use the blood of Dongtian Holy Land to wash away the hatred I have had since ancient times. "
"Grand Priest, follow me to the central blood formation and wait for them!"
The next moment, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, the phantom in the ruined hall disappeared.
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Under the dark night, in the barren mountains and wild ridges, Daxia's soldiers formed formations to defend themselves, and Xia Tuo was also waiting for the news from Wan Tianhan. Unfortunately, as time went by, the number of ghosts outside continued to increase. Obviously his The assumption was about to fail.
In terms of the alternation of day and night between heaven and earth, the darkened sky in the small world should also be lit up. This is the great law of the rotation of the sun and the moon in the barren land. The small world relies on the barren land to exist, and naturally it must follow the law and order of the barren land.
But the surrounding area is still pitch black. There is no doubt that the order in Qiancang Realm has been manipulated by Daqi's dead soul.
"Patriarch, three hundred miles to the southeast, we found the Zidian Bobu coalition forces fighting the ghosts!"
At this time, the Guiwei army who went out to investigate returned with news.
"Qiaoer, how much animal oil do we have left?"
Then, Xia Tuo asked aloud.
"Uncle, our clan soldiers only brought two small cans of kerosene with them, and most of them have been used up now."
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo took out a psychic skeleton in his hand, and a ray of thoughts fell into it, and found the imprints of Huo Wuwang and Haohai God General. Zhenjiang, however, can be contacted.
"Patriarch."
The phantom of Huo Wuwang manifested and said aloud.
"Huo Zhenjiang, I will give you all the remaining beast fire oil. You bring real fire soldiers and set fire to the mountains. Three hundred miles to the southeast is the army formation of the Zidian Bobu. You have to open three for me. On the road of hundreds of miles, ghosts must not be allowed to attack the formation of the Chinese army!"
"God general, I have an agreement with the head of the Zidian tribe, to jointly destroy the Holy Land of Uncle Long, rush to the front of the army of Uncle Zidian, and play by ear."
Rumble!
Following Xia Tuo's order, the Daxia warriors who had just set up their camp moved again.
He wanted to contact Daqi's dead soul, but he would not entrust the fate of Daxia on Daqi's dead soul. Since Daqi didn't appreciate it, let's talk with swords and guns.
There is an old saying that goes well, only if you can fight can you make peace.
The next moment, Huo Wuwang rushed out of the formation with 20,000 real fire soldiers.
Of the 20,000 real fire soldiers, 30% of them are members of the Fire Spirit Tribe, and they have practiced the fire technique. Even the rest are selected elite warriors, and most of them practice the fire technique.
The scorching blood energy and bursting fire technique are the nemesis of yin energy.
Since Da Qi didn't appreciate it, Xia Tuo naturally didn't hold back.
It's a big deal for everyone!
set fire!
All the cans of beast fire oil were sent to the real fire soldiers. Under the leadership of Huo Wuwang, they formed a blazing formation, rushing forward like a fiery red torrent.
Boom boom boom!
Cans of beast fire oil were thrown out, and the oil splashed up. Seeing the oil raining down from the sky, Huo Wuwang shot out together, a long flaming knife pierced across the air, and suddenly a little spark exploded, exploding in mid-air.
In an instant, the flames illuminated the night sky in a radius of ten miles, and the cold breath made a screeching sound under the burning of the fire. The densely packed souls of the dead were frightened and retreated towards the depths of the mountain forest.
The fire ignited the grass and trees by the power of the oil. Facing the rushing fire, the real fire soldiers were not afraid at all, and rushed in directly facing the flames, and kept throwing animal fire oil forward, opening the way forward.
Crackling!
The flame ignited, reflected the void red, and turned into a path of fire, making everyone's faces flushed.
"go ahead!"
Seeing this scene, Xia Tuo didn't hesitate at all. This night scene is also different from that of the barren land outside. The night is deep and thick, which can isolate the light and hold back the spiritual thoughts.
Such a fiery red void is logically enough to penetrate hundreds of thousands of miles of night sky under the night sky, but here it can only reflect a place of more than ten miles, and it will be blocked by the thick night when it is far away.
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Looking at the wild forest blazing with flames, ghosts surrounded the outside one by one wanting to get closer, but they dare not wander around. This scene made the general Da Qi who was hiding behind the scenes had to ask for orders from the rear.
With the real fire soldiers opening the way, the Daxia Zhanbing was very fast, and the distance of three hundred miles was quickly crossed, and they came to a place more than ten miles away from the Zidian Bobu camp.
"My lord, there is redness in the night sky in the northeast direction, it seems to be a big fire."
Soon, Long Jingshi got the news. Standing beside him was Long Yaoshi, five members of the first level of supernatural powers, and two members of the Longbo tribe of Wuzong. The rest was Zi Wuxiao.
He is the head of the Zidian clan in name, but in fact the control of the entire army formation has completely fallen into the hands of Long Jingshi. As for the clan heads of Yuanshui and Dihuangbo tribes, they did not enter Qiancang Realm at all.
The soldiers formed by the elite of the three major tribes are currently being held tightly by the Longbo clan.
The crimson scene under the night, there is no doubt that someone came, but it is not clear which Bobu, as the helm of the luck war, Long Jingshi first took a look at Zi Wuxiao, and finally fell on Long Yaoshi .
"Yaoshi, go and have a look."
"it is good."
Without any hesitation, Long Yaoshi flew forward and knocked away the shadows outside, and headed for the distance.
Outside of them are densely packed ghosts, among which are hidden opponents who are not weaker than them, so they are also in defense.
For Long Jingshi's arrangement, Zi Wuxiao lowered his head and arched his waist, his expression didn't change a bit, he had been emptied a long time ago, if he made any disturbance, he might be beaten to death in advance by Longbo Holy Land.
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call out!
Feeling a golden light piercing the sky, Xia Tuo's breath surged and he went up to meet him.
"It's you!"
Seeing Xia Tuo coming up, Long Yaoshi's eyes flashed with surprise. Seeing the burning flames behind and around Da Xia soldiers, and smelling the strong smell of animal oil in the void, he said immediately: "You have a beast!" Fire oil, bring it~"
After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, and continued: "I, Uncle Long, will exchange it with you for other things."
"You can't, get someone else."
"mix~"
"You wait!"
After finishing speaking, Long Yaoshi flew away.
Then, Xia Tuo poured a spiritual idea into the psychic skull, summoning the snail to come back as soon as possible, the number of high-level warriors on both sides is equal, if the snail does not return, Daxia will lose a Wuzong.
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Long Yaoshi, who flew back, said to Long Jingshi, "It's Daxia, they have fire oil."
"Cheer up, everyone returns to the camp and sits in every direction!"
Then, Long Jingshi made a sound, and the dead soul of Daqi appeared in Qiancang Realm. This was something that the Longbo clan did not expect. This battle of luck has exceeded expectations from the very beginning.
"Go again and tell Daxia that the two camps are separated by thirty miles, and the two sides can talk in the middle of the distance between the camps."
Then Long Yaoshi left the camp again, and came back not long after.
"Brother, Daxia has retreated more than ten miles. The camp has already been established. It seems that they are also guarding against us. They still want to see you and say they want to discuss some things."
What Da Xia thinks is nothing more than cooperating to expel ghosts. Long Jingshi also thinks the same way. Now that Daqi's dead soul is cruising by his side, no matter who attacks anyone, he is afraid that Daqi's dead soul will rush out from behind, so whoever They didn't dare to make a move, so we should work together to defeat the ghost first.
"If you go to the interrogation again, say that someone who is really in charge will come to meet."
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In the big summer camp.
"Elder Luo, I will entrust the ghost soldiers to you, and I will let the Guiwei army cooperate with you to disrupt the Zidian camp and wait for an opportunity to assassinate the Wuzong of the Longbo clan."
"Qiao'er sits in the back army to replace the fat elder to prevent the ghosts from attacking."
"Fat brother, follow me to take down the leader of the Longbo tribe first, don't hold back, and try to destroy the helm of the Longbo Holy Land once."
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