hey demon

Chapter 142
The sky was cloudy, there was no rain, and in a small mountain depression, there was silence, one soldier after another silently wiped their weapons, and a faint sense of killing pervaded the place.

It was at this time that a blood-eyed eagle hovered in the sky for a while, and then landed straight down.

"Sovereign, the spies came to report and found a centurion of the wild tribe."

In the depths of the mountain depression, inspirations filled the air. Zhang Chunyi was picking a few wild spirit grasses when a soldier came up.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi moved slightly when he took the letter from the soldier.

"Six ears, there are two wild folk warriors in this centurion, you go and capture them back."

Thoughts turned in his mind, Zhang Chunyi made a decision.

Hearing this, Liu Er, who was wearing fish-scale cold light armor and was silently moving blood, opened his eyes.

Hey, let out a low growl with excitement, got up, and walked out with six ears.

Looking at the back of Liu Er's departure, Zhang Chunyi turned his attention back to the spirit grass in front of him again.

Immortal cultivators in the Scattered Realm generally don't keep monsters too far away, because this will weaken the connection between each other and bury the hidden danger of backlash, but now Zhang Chunyi's soul has been tempered by Lanyue Peak, and its quality has been greatly improved. The restrictions are much wider than that of ordinary cultivators.

Not long after, the earth roared, rolling up smoke and dust, and hundreds of black armors rushed towards the outside of the mountain depression like a torrent of steel.

After experiencing the baptism of actual combat, under the leadership of Liu Er, they have truly become a little elite.

After Liu Er defeated the black bear demon with one punch in the ring and showed his fighting strength of 500 years, Zhang Chunyi naturally received a lot of preferential treatment in the camp, because 500 years of cultivation is a watershed, even for the entire Ping'an County. There are very few people in the battalion who have this combat power.

Under normal circumstances, these recruited forces will basically be transferred to guard a certain place, or directly incorporated into the army, while Zhang Chunyi can have a certain degree of autonomy, and only needs to complete at least one task every month.

The rest of the time can be freely arranged, whether it is resting in the camp or stationed outside. Of course, once entering emergency combat readiness, Zhang Chunyi must also obey the deployment of the camp.

Under such circumstances, Zhang Chunyi simply took two hundred black armors out of the camp and wandered outside. Although this seems to be a lot of danger, but with the blood-eyed eagle as eyes, safety can actually be guaranteed. One place is more flexible.

Moreover, it is easier to reap military exploits in this way. I have to say that this time the Dali Dynasty really gave a lot of good things, some things even Zhang Chunyi was moved by, such as the little barrier-breaking pill that can help the little monster break through the bottleneck.

However, with Liu Er as the general leading the black armour, Zhang Chunyi does not need to intervene most of the battles, and what Zhang Chunyi usually does is still self-cultivation.

When the light of the day became dim, accompanied by the sound of roaring horseshoes, the whole body was stained with a layer of evil spirit, and the black armored army returned smoothly with trophies and prisoners. There is no doubt that this was another big victory.

Although the wild people are strong and strong, they are only flesh and blood in the end. They will die if they are cut across the neck with a knife. They are led by six ears. Under the effect of deterrent methods, they are fearless and fearless. The cavalry didn't have much difficulty dealing with these scattered wild people.

"priest?"

Looking at the figure who was thrown on the ground by Liu Er, wearing a big green robe, wearing various bone ornaments, thin as a stick, hair color has turned white, obviously different from ordinary wild people, Zhang Chunyi showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

During this period of time, he fought against the wild people many times and captured many prisoners. Coupled with the information provided by the military, Zhang Chunyi also had a certain understanding of the wild people.

Now the wild people have embarked on a way of sacrifice. Similar to the human race cultivators, their extraordinary power also comes from monsters. Sacrifice.

Among the wild people, there are mainly two kinds of people who master extraordinary powers. One is called warriors, and the other is called priests. Show less traces outside.

"Grumbling."

Seeing Zhang Chunyi, the old wild man's eyes shone fiercely, and he shouted crazily, as if he was cursing something.

"Curse me to die badly. Is the green god the sacrificial spirit you enshrine?"

Hearing the clamor of the old wild people, Zhang Chunyi's expression remained unchanged.

But when Zhang Chun spit out Yemin's language, the old Yemin's expression changed suddenly, and his slightly green pupils were full of disbelief. He didn't expect the Liren in front of him to know their language.

"There is no demon blood in your body, but there is something abnormal in your soul."

Ignoring the changes of the old savage, Zhang Chunyi carefully observed his situation. For a cultivator like him, it is not difficult to learn the language of the savage as long as he spends some effort, and not all the savages are familiar with it. It's tough.

As for the warriors of the wild people, Zhang Chunyi caught many of them, confirming that their power comes from the demon blood, but this is the first time the priest has caught them.

"Is this the secret for you wild people to obtain the power of monsters?"

Clenching the old wild man's head with five fingers, the power of Zhang Chunyi's soul began to surge, pouring into the old wild man's soul like flowing water.

Hiss, sensing the invasion of foreign enemies, deep in the soul of the old wild man, a snake shadow with dark green scales on its armor suddenly became vigilant, its scales trembled, exuding a dangerous aura, but at this moment It's in a bit of a sluggish state.

"Is the so-called Green God actually a cauliflower snake?"

The consciousness was touched, and seeing this figure clearly, Zhang Chunyi knew in his heart that the immortal cultivator is to visualize the spirit and strengthen himself, while the priest of the wild people is to invite the spirit into the body and become the vassal of the monster. Their various powers are through this way borrowed.

Of course, it is not something ordinary people can do to invite the gods into the body. If you try it rashly, you will be crazy if you don’t die. Only some individuals with special souls can do this step after meeting certain conditions. There were very few real priests among the people.

"Did you get hurt by Liu Er's deterrence?"

Looking at the sluggish snake demon phantom, Zhang Chunyi's spiritual thoughts surged, and he grabbed it.

The divine sense is high and the hands are immeasurable. Although they have the advantage of the home court, the gap between the two is too obvious. In the hands of Zhang Chunyi, even if the snake demon struggles crazily, it will still be useless.

"Pity."

Opening his eyes, retracting his palms, Zhang Chunyi let out a sigh when he saw the old priest bleeding from his seven orifices and making no sound.

Just when he wanted to find out more about the characteristics of the snake shadow, the snake shadow blew himself up, and even the priest of the wild people was shattered.

"Pry open their mouths to see what's going on with their tribe, and even sent the priest out."

Looking at the soldiers not far away, Zhang Chun gave the order.

Hearing this, the soldier should bow down.

(End of this chapter)