Best Ascension

Chapter 291 Daoist Legion
"Hoohoo!"

Under the gray sky, the earth was full of ravines, Zhao Shiluo rolled out a long way, until he fell into a narrow dirt depression, and then lay on his back on the ground, his chest heaving rapidly, panting heavily.

At this time, his lips were black, his eyes were green, and a foot-long wound was torn open on his abdomen, with streams of pus and blood pouring out unstoppably, and the blackened intestinal membrane was faintly exposed in the depths.

The pus smell constantly emanating from the wound will attract the surrounding zombies at any time.

It was only time for a cup of tea to enter the picture. Zhao Shiluo was lucky at the beginning, and cut off the heads of two waves of walking corpses in a row, but later he bumped into an armored corpse.

Zhao Shiluo, who has just become a congenital warrior for a few years, is no match for Iron Armored Corpse.

This kind of undead monster who dares to treat immortal cultivators in the Qi refining period as food, only the innate master can kill it alone!
When encountering an armored corpse, there are only two words: unlucky!

Fortunately, the armored corpse has no intelligence, and its speed is relatively slow.

Zhao Shiluo tried his best, threw away the Qianliandao, ran and hid like a mouse, and barely escaped the pursuit of the armored corpse.

Just like that, he got clawed by the Iron Armor Corpse at the end.

However, in just a short moment, the corpse poison had spread all over his body.

In the face of the terrifying corpse poison, his innate qi of a six-year-old degree is simply a joke, and the iron body of Dachengjing only slightly prolongs his survival time.

"Damn! I wanted to hold on longer. It seems that I can only go here. Grandpa, I am not reconciled!"

When the last trace of sobriety was about to dissipate, Zhao Shiluo was extremely unwilling, countless crazy and bloodthirsty thoughts appeared in his mind involuntarily, and extremely strong resentment was born out of thin air.

hoohoo!

After two breaths, Zhao Shiluo's corpse wobbled up from the ground, staring up at the sky with a pair of faint green corpse eyes, and suddenly let out a venomous roar.

suddenly,
On the high platform, Zhao Shiluo's body swayed, and his head throbbed sharply.

He covered his forehead, barely opened his eyes, and saw the cross-legged and closed-eyed fellow clansmen around him, only to realize that he had escaped from the picture.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shiluo suddenly felt a kind of regret.

However, before he could utter a sigh, his mouth was pinched open forcefully, and then a pill was stuffed in.

"Get up! Make room for the people behind. It's normal to have a headache, just go back and rest for a while."

"Oh, oh!"

The person who spoke was a cultivator of the Qing generation. Seeing this, Zhao Shiluo got up obediently, endured a headache, and hurried off the high platform.

The performance competition has come to an end, and almost everyone will pay attention to an inconspicuous ordinary genius, except for Zhao Sheng.

On the mountain and sea jade couch, Zhao Sheng withdrew his gaze from afar, and one of his "consciousnesses" had already recorded Zhao Shiluo's name.

At the same time, so many people entered the picture for the trial at the same time, and the pressure caused by it somewhat exceeded his expectations.

As a result, Zhao Sheng had to spend most of his energy and real energy on maintaining the normal operation of the ghoul purgatory map.

Fortunately, he can differentiate more than 40 "consciousnesses" at the same time.

So many consciousnesses work together to divide and cooperate, and each is responsible for his own responsibility, which also allows him to handle such complicated and trivial affairs with ease.

In the Baizhang painting screen, on the vast gray earth, members of the Zhao clan are fighting fiercely with one after another of horrifying zombies and ghosts.

Cultivators of the Xiuxian tribe flew into the sky to hide from the earth, using all kinds of magic spells, trying their best to deal with the ghouls.

Most people choose to fight head-on to show their bravery and fearlessness, and some people hide around and try their best to delay time.

In this trial in the name of Dabi, everyone's performance fell into Zhao Sheng's eyes, and he recorded them one by one as a reference for subsequent arrangements.

This competition lasted for a whole day and night.

When the last member of the clan withdrew from the Purgatory Map, not only the members of the Zhao clan who participated in the competition were stunned, but even Zhao Sheng felt a little surprised.

Because in the end, it was not those high-ranking Qi-refining clansmen, but an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

This person's name is Zhao Zhao, just over [-] years old, but he is already a martial artist who has half-stepped into the realm of the gods.

How did he persevere to the end?It turned out that from the very beginning, Zhao Zhao chose to hide everywhere and never confronted any zombie ghosts, even the most garbage living corpses were no exception.

You must know that zombies, from low to high, are living corpses, walking corpses, iron armor corpses, copper armor corpses, gold armor corpses, flying Hades, undead zombies...

A second- and third-rate martial artist can casually dismember a living corpse into eight pieces, which shows how weak the living corpse is.

Zhao Zhao's escape skills were maxed out.

In order to survive, he has done everything that the limit of his strength can do.

In the end, there were even eight armored corpses besieging and killing him at the same time.

If he hadn't attracted a bronze armored corpse in the end, he might have persisted for another hour or two.

Nine of the top ten in the Grand Competition were all immortals, but the number one fell into the hands of ordinary people.

This made all the members of the Zhao Clan's qi refining clan full of complaints and felt extremely unwilling.However, they dare not have the slightest criticism.

Because the Jindan Patriarch was watching, even the clan elders didn't object, how could they dare to protest.

For this result, Zhao Sheng felt quite satisfied.

After the big competition, he rewarded Zhao Zhao a lot, and gave him a bottle of magic pill and a hundred acres of spiritual land that could be inherited forever.

Then, he personally promoted him to be the vice president of Xianwu Academy, who is responsible for teaching the warriors in the clan various survival and hiding skills, so as to increase their chances of survival.

As the war between the two worlds is getting closer and closer, combined with all the intelligence information collected so far, Zhao Sheng maintains a limited optimism about this war, but there is no lack of pessimism.

Just ten days after the competition, the Zhao Clan Veteran Association suddenly announced a major decree: "Within one month, the family Taoist army will be formally established. The army is called Xinglong, with a total number of 200 members. Innate warrior."

This decree is coercive. Whether you like it or not, as long as you receive a family transfer order, you must report to the military camp outside the city within seven days.

No one expected that the family would act so vigorously this time.

In just one day, more than a thousand transfer orders have all been handed over to the recruiter.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zhao Shiluo also received a copy, but it was not a transfer order from the Xinglongdao Corps, but to report to the Hulongying Camp.

Influenced by a certain family ancestor, the Zhao family has never lacked construction master spirit craftsmen.

As a result, outside Xinglong City, a huge military camp covering an area of ​​more than fifty miles was erected in just three days.

Just as the first-class sects and imperial powers in the world of cultivating immortals will form various Taoist corps, the Xinglong Zhao Clan has also begun to form similar corps on a large scale.

In fact, the Zhao family has always had a dark camp and other similar structures like the Taoist Corps.

As the cloud of war slowly approached, elites of the Zhao family walked into the barracks one after another.

According to Zhao Sheng's calculation, the Xinglong Legion is divided into two teams of 600 people.
Every ten people form a team, with a Qi refining early stage as the team leader.Because ten people can form the simplest and most practical Yin-Yang Five-Element Array.

For every 50 people, there will be one mid-stage Qi refining as the squadron leader, who will lead the five teams.

Every hundred people are assigned one late stage Qi refining,
Every 200 people are allocated a foundation monk.

The two five hundred masters are each led by a clan elder in the late foundation establishment period.

The summary is: two people in the late stage of foundation building, six people in the foundation building stage, 12 people in the late stage of Qi refining, 24 people in the middle stage, 120 people in the early stage of Qi refining, and the rest are all innate warriors.

In order to form this legion, the Xinglong Zhao family invested nearly [-]% of the cultivators and more than [-]% of the innate warriors.

This can be said to be bloody.

If the Xinglong Legion is destroyed, the Zhao family will definitely be seriously injured.

Due to time constraints, the Xinglong Legion did not choose the more powerful but more complicated Dao Formation, but chose the simple and practical Yin-Yang Five-Element Formation.

The yin-yang and five-element formations can be large or small, the minimum number of ten people can form an formation, and the large formation can be formed by tens of thousands.

The power of this formation is not low, and it can be formed into a small formation, and can even be combined and dismantled at will. The scale depends entirely on the control of the military leader.

Just as the Xinglong Legion was practicing Dao soldiers and formation exercises were in full swing, Zhao Shiluo also carried his bags and came to a busy and spacious building complex under the Immortal Martial Dao Field.

Here, the air is filled with all kinds of fishy smells. People in green clothes are carrying buckets of meat, running in and out of the stone rooms even while panting, so busy that their feet don't touch the ground.

Zhao Shiluo is very familiar with this place, because this is the place where he has been working all the time, where the mushroom meat farm is.

He also didn't expect that the dragon guard camp was actually built in such a wasteful place as a breeding farm.

Zhao Shiluo has already realized that the so-called Hulongying should be a place in charge of logistics.

That's right!The number of the Dragon Guard Battalion was specially set up to ensure the logistics support of the Xinglong Army. Although the entire battalion only has more than two hundred people, they are at least talented warriors.

At this time, Zhao Shiluo suddenly heard a familiar voice of yelling: "Stinky boy, what are you doing in a daze. Hurry up and report, and then come to work."

Looking up, it was indeed Zhao Hong, the great innate master.Zhao Shiluo was able to enter the Immortal Martial Dojo only after following his path back then, and he has been working under him since then, and has been sheltered and taught by him all these years.

"Master Hong, did you also receive an order from Hulongying?" Zhao Shiluo hurried over and asked curiously.

Zhao Hong patted him on the head, "Nonsense! After all, I'm also a great innate master, and I've been in charge of the farm for decades. I'm surprised that Hulongying doesn't recruit me. Except that the camp owner is an old man from three clans, the deputy camp owner The position is better than mine."

"Great, I can work with you again in the future."

"Boy, I always feel that something is wrong. You should be smarter in the future, and don't lose your life because of carelessness."

"Well, I will listen to you from now on."

……

One month after the formation of the Xinglong Legion.

In Xinglong Dungeon, in the Gravity Dojo, Zhao Sheng crossed his knees and closed his eyes, his body glowing with golden light.

Behind him stands an eight-foot-tall giant phantom with golden light all over its body. At this moment, this giant phantom is slowly practicing a set of extremely brilliant boxing techniques.

It was clearly a shadow of nothingness, but every time one of the fists was punched, there was a sudden gust of wind and thunder in the dojo, and the turbulent air waves kept hitting the surrounding walls, making the whole dojo feel like the ground was shaking.

At this moment, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the ground, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness shot out from the center of his brows, instantly blocking the golden light.

Then, a short sentence flooded into my mind: "The call-up order is here!"

Zhao Sheng frowned, stopped the gravity circle with a thought, then stood up and walked out of the dojo quickly.

Not long after, under the Jinxiu Peak outside the city, the ancestor's cave.

Zhao Sheng and Zhao Xuanjing sat on the futon, and there was a bronze token the size of a palm in front of them.

A white jade bead is inlaid in the middle of the token, and the seals of the ten sects of Central Continent are engraved on the back.

After a long time, Zhao Xuanjing broke the silence, and said solemnly: "Qingyang, the old man and you are both on the call-up order. Have you ever thought about this result?"

Zhao Sheng showed a wry smile and shook his head: "I didn't expect the alliance to be so cruel! This is simply not giving others a way out!"

"The old man has been prepared for a long time. Before, he could delay it again and again in the name of crossing Yuanying robbery. But now it can't be done."

"The alliance is in urgent need of creating spirit-like craftsmen, and the ancestor is also a great master of the Nascent Soul who is known as a 'divine craftsman'. How could they let you go."

Zhao Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Isn't it enough to recruit the two of us? Why do we need to recruit a group of juniors from the family?
Fortunately, I prepared for the worst, otherwise I would be caught off guard. "

Zhao Xuanjing said: "It is precisely because the situation is unfavorable that the alliance will forcefully recruit others regardless of the consequences. Don't you think that the two ways of evil and demons have been too low-key in recent years, and it is even abnormal to be low-key?

In addition, the key point is that the rise of my Zhao family is too fast, which will inevitably arouse the fear of many established forces, and even invite plotting. "

Zhao Sheng was shocked when he heard the words, he really ignored this point, maybe this call-up order was the result of being tampered with.

"In the face of the great enemy, not only are the forces of the evil spirit powerless, but they are even likely to make trouble in the dark? Are they crazy?"

Zhao Xuanjing's expression was very flat, and he pondered: "The two ways of evil and demons have been suppressed by the righteous way for nearly ten thousand years, and the overall power is so weak. It is not surprising that they do anything unthinkable now."

After Zhao Sheng listened thoughtfully, he suddenly thought of the Blood Demon Sect of Broken Star Sea, Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, Blissful Heaven, Seven Profound Sect and other famous demon sects, and suddenly thought of the Blood God Son.

Somehow, perhaps out of some intuition, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong, and an ominous premonition inexplicably grew in his heart.

But he quickly threw away his messy thoughts and turned back to business.

"Old Ancestor, can you try to buy some time for the family. The days for Xinglong Taoist soldiers to form an army are still short, and some time is urgently needed to master the formation of Dao soldiers."

After hearing this, Zhao Xuanjing thought about it, nodded affirmatively, and said, "Yes, you can also not go temporarily, but it will be delayed for a year at most."

"Time is enough! The ancestor's face is big enough." After saying this, a smile finally appeared on Zhao Sheng's face.

"No, it's most likely because of the face of Dizangzong and my master." Zhao Xuanjing finally explained seriously.

Three days later, Zhao's foundation-building elders learned from Zhao Sheng that their ancestors had left for the Celestial Burial.

After Zhao Xuanjing left, Xinglong Zhao's huge machine, driven by Zhao Sheng, officially turned on the full-power operation mode.

(End of this chapter)