Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 312
The mission pavilions of the A and Ninth Battalions were overcrowded.

"C Zi 960 Island No. [-] is gone!"

"Here, this stick of incense is not enough..."

"What a scary Tiantuo B camp, are they all evil days..."

……

Li Hao and Shi Shi looked at each other, and then they both looked at Tie Xiu beside him...

Sure enough, Tie Xiu's right hand involuntarily touched the beautiful storage bag beside her...

But it’s different from before, now when Tie Xiu touches the storage bag, her expression is no longer frightened, but a little arrogant, with a faint sense of pretense coming to her face—I have Xie Tian’s storage bag in my hand, you guys have?
The weirdness of the mission pavilion not only alarmed the top management of the death camp, but also surprised the Tiantuo Army.

After all, they are the main combat force in the Tiantuo defense area. The remaining enemies of two consecutive sea ranks were wiped out. For them, the combat pressure was immediately reduced several times.

Ever since, the three army kings jointly signed a letter to the imperial court, praising the death camp to the sky. In the combat meetings with various defense areas, they also spoke highly of the death camp.

But Qiu Yong, who knew the truth, was in a daze all day long in his Chinese military tent.

"One and a half months... No, if counting from the time when the mission was abnormal, it will only be one month... No!" Qiu stood up bravely, "When he returned for the second time, there were no casualties in the Tiantuo Second Battalion, half a month!"

"It took half a month to be proficient in manipulating the army soul, this Xie Tian, ​​what is it if he is not a born army king!"

Qiu Yong's eyes sparkled, and after a long time, he burst out laughing and shouted, "This king is going to order you, Xie Tian!"

When all the tasks related to the C-shaped sea steps disappeared, half a month had passed, but everyone stared at the T-shaped sea-level tasks for a long time, but they didn't find anything.

"It's back!"

"It must be so!"

Whoosh...

Countless people rushed to the teleportation formation, and the next moment they all appeared in Tiantuo City and ran towards the second camp.

But at this moment, Qiu Yong, who happened to be going out, suddenly had another person in front of him. The appearance of this person made him bow respectfully immediately.

"Meet Dad."

Compared with a month ago, the sergeants of the Tiantuo Second Battalion have not changed much, their cultivation base has not improved significantly, and they are laughing and laughing during the march.

"No change?"

"Yes, but no one is really dead!"

……

Everyone looked puzzled.

Of course, Xie Tian was also puzzled as to why there were so many dead camp sergeants outside the camp gate.

The next moment, everyone ran away, and Xie Tian frowned because of his doubts.

"I'm going to hand in the task, you rest."

After leaving a word, Xie Tian walked towards the teleportation formation, but the people who were put on leave by Xie Tian didn't have any desire to relax, and all rushed into the camp area, and after exchanging what they needed at the Military Gong Pavilion, they returned to the barracks and practiced diligently.

Until now, they couldn't help overflowing, comparable to the fierceness of the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion!
The sergeants of Tiantuo Second Battalion, who have suffered humiliation, have taken on a new look, but they are still dormant until a certain moment, soaring to the sky for their boss!
However, their forbearance cannot escape the attention of many people.

Especially Qiu Yong and Dad.

When seeing this scene, the relaxed atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.

"Master Mo, I respect you as an elder, but I will never let this happen!"

The old man said slowly: "Xiao Qiuqiu, what you said is that Xie Tian is a member of the death camp, what did you let?"

Qiu Yong sneered: "Which camp of the death camp can make room for more than 2000 people? Or, is the death camp planning to open ten camps?"

"It's not impossible."

Qiu courageously said: "Father, I am talking to you seriously, but you are talking nonsense, do you still want to solve the problem!"

The old man was puzzled, and asked slowly: "This is not a problem at all, look, Xie Tian entered the death camp last year, holding a death camp military card, a proper death camp reserve sergeant, you say you are a little What kind of evil has the boy got, that Xie Tian is your person?"

"Hey." Qiu Yong shook his head and smiled wryly, and suddenly said deeply, "Father, you also know how precious the naturally born army soul is. I don't have to compete with the death camp, but the death camp has been set. Stay in the death camp with those 2000 people, and there will be no way out!"

Dad frowned slightly.

When Qiu Yong saw this, his heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "Father, I know you have always loved talents, and you can't let such a good army be trapped in the death camp like this, and be a reserve sergeant for the rest of your life, right?"

"Hey, that's the case..." Dad sighed helplessly.

Qiu Yong got up with great joy, and held his father's hand tightly: "Dad, do you agree?"

"Huh? What do I promise?"

"You, since you said so..."

"Oh, you misunderstood." The old man pulled out his hand with a smile, and said slowly, "I was talking to Wu Shang just now, and he said that if you keep talking, he will come in person. I said that's the case, Come on then..."

Qiu Yong's expression immediately froze.

At this time, Xie Tian had just completed the task, and with more than 2000 million military merits, he walked towards the place that Jiaying was most familiar with.

"What about your son?"

The domestic slave who had been kicked twice said with a resentful expression: "My master is not here!"

"Where have you been?"

"Back to the apocalypse!"

Apocalypse is the imperial capital of the god dynasty. As one of the top ten super aristocratic families in Zhongzhou, the ancestral land is just outside the city of Apocalypse.

Xie Tian was stunned and said, "Can you still ask for leave to visit relatives at this time?"

"Young Master is busy, not only Young Master, but also Miss Hongyi and Young Master Dulong have gone to Tianqi to participate in the exchange meeting!"

Since Wu Shang sent the inheritance to the door, Daogong racked his brains to repay the karma for Tianxin.

Not only did he promise to provide [-] Daoist training quotas to the death camp every year, but he also widely spread decrees to please the gods, and sent elite disciples from all over the world to go to the gods to meet the gods in person.

Since Xie Wudi slapped the Taoist Palace, this was the first time that the Taoist Palace sent a luxurious lineup to meet the Emperor, and the entire Kyushu was shocked.

As a result, the current god emperor Shao Longyan was overjoyed, after all, receiving the honor of being seen in the Dao Palace, even his ancestor Shenji had never enjoyed it.

But how to make this audience more sensational?

Ever since, a young genius exchange meeting that seemed to have little influence, but attracted the attention of big shots, appeared naturally.

Of course, because this matter was caused by the dead camp martial merchants, the dead camp became the second protagonist besides the Dao Palace. In addition to the twelve talented sergeants in the Seventh Battalion who were comparable to Daozi, the three warriors in red and Dulong People are also invited.

"Your son, did you say when you'll be back?" Xie Tian was a little disappointed.

"Young master wants me to tell you that he is not afraid of you, but because of the military orders, he has no choice but to..." Seeing Xie Tian frowned, the servant trembled, and hurriedly said, "Young master said, at least half a year, as many as a year..."

Xie Tiantian smiled, turned his head and left: "Is this called fear?"

"Aren't you afraid? Hey..." The house slave shook his head and sat down, muttering, "I have nightmares in the middle of the night, and all the people shouting are your name..."

Xie Tian was really disappointed with the departure of the warrior.

Now he is training his body all the way, because he does not have a suitable exercise method to absorb the power of heaven and earth, the progress is frighteningly slow.

As for soul cultivation, he has spent this month repairing the injuries of his soul, so the focus of his cultivation has shifted to mana.

He is very clear about one thing, the ninth-level spiritual root means that he will never be able to break through the real yuan realm, but the fierce battle with the warrior made him have a guess. In order to verify this guess, he found the warrior again.

After more than ten battles, he has gained a lot, but he also encountered the biggest problem, unless he continues to fight with warriors, he has no way to solve it.

"Hey, could it be that I have to wait for half a year..."

Xie Tian left disappointed, but as soon as he walked out of the gate of Jiaying, a person ran out of the teleportation formation.

"According to the death battalion military order, let Xie Tian go to the Shenchao military headquarters immediately, and there must be no mistakes!"

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