I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1685 We don’t need luck

Everyone saw a large lotus flower floating all over the river, and they all thought it was so cute. Then I saw huge mushrooms running out of the painting, jumping around and finding a place to sleep.

Zhuo Yuting asked in surprise: "Where did you find these mushrooms and lotus essence? Why are all these mushrooms asleep?"

"It's daytime now, and the mushrooms only come out at night." Lu Ziqing said mysteriously, "They come from the sacred mountain, where I practiced before. After I finish this, I will take you to the sacred mountain to play, okay?"

Zhuo Yuting hummed shyly, was this Dugu Baizai officially asking her out? Zhuo Yuting didn't expect that it would feel like such a deer bumping into each other, and she felt so sweet in her heart.

At the same time, Lei Qiu and Zuo Yang were leading the army and rushing to the Black Wolf Gorge as quickly as possible.

"Hurry!" Both of them kept cheering for their teams, "General Long Wu is waiting for us! Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, no army has ever been able to kill the Yinshan Mountains. We must fight against the Qingyang Army. Let’s create miracles together!”

The 20,000-strong army marched quickly along the mountain road with great momentum. However, no one noticed that the hills were moving at a very slow speed.

Lei Qiu flew up on Qilin, looked in the direction of Black Wolf Gorge and sighed, it should be over there, your mother is running to death at Wangshan Mountain! After running for so long, I didn’t even feel like I was getting any closer.

Zuo Yang couldn't help but fly up to look, cursing to himself. These fifty miles of mountain road felt like the longest fifty miles of mountain road in his life.

On another mountain road leading to Bayan Peak, the Yanbei Army bypassed the Beiman defense line without encountering a single enemy.

"We are so lucky!" Yan Beijun's morale gradually returned.

Yan Beitang snorted coldly: "All luck is based on knowing the enemy's situation! There is no such thing as luck in this world! Victory like Lu Zishu's is called luck."

A sergeant asked stupidly: "Is there any luck?"

Everyone was whispering to each other, why did Yan Beitang's words sound inconsistent?

"No, what the military advisor means is that Lu Zishu's victory depends on luck."

"I understand, Lu Zishu is very lucky."

"Hey, Qingyang Army is so lucky!"

"Then what Yan Canjun means is that we don't need luck!"

"Huh? Do we really don't need it?"

Yan Beitang's forehead kept protruding, as if we were all unlucky.

Yan Beitang took advantage of the situation and kicked the sergeant who first asked the stupid question off the cliff.

"Ah——!" The sergeant screamed and fell, suddenly frightening everyone to pay attention to their steps.

"You've seen it, this is called bad luck." Yan Beitang said coldly, "Please be serious! Lu Zishu also has bad luck sometimes, and she might not be able to wait until the reinforcements arrive!"

——————Black Wolf Gorge.

Countless barbarian soldiers were approaching quietly in the forest. As soon as the Qingyang Tree appeared, no one needed to remind them. All the barbarian strongholds knew that something had happened in the White Palm Walled City. There were already many barbarian scouts who had found a place where they could see the situation clearly, and climbed up the trees to spy on the Qingyang Army's strength.

"The White Palm tribe is already weak."

"Lu Zishu only brought a small number of people, about three thousand people, and how dare you farm here? Do they want to stay here for a long time?"

"It is said that there is a powerful wizard who can turn big trees into tree people and help them fight."

"It's just a spell. Those trees must be asleep now."

On a hilltop where White Palm Walled City could be seen, a space surrounded by totems on the ground suddenly became distorted. Warriors from the Amano tribe appeared on the mountain surrounded by Yi Zhino.

"Daikokuten!" The barbarian soldiers responsible for guarding the totem circle knelt down on one knee and saluted Yi Zhino. As a pure-blooded descendant of Mahakala, the shaman god, one of the eight heavenly clans, Yi Zhino, who has awakened the power of the shaman god, is becoming stronger every day.

However, this was not the end. Immediately, there was a powerful aura, and they appeared from the totem circle, and they were the chiefs of the other two tribes. First there was a strong man riding a huge white wolf, with a golden crescent on his forehead and holding a white bone spear. He was covered in white wolf skin, with war patterns painted on his face with blood.

"Tianjidu, the chief of the Tengu tribe!"

Then a fierce woman wearing a purple barbarian witch robe came out. She was covered with a veil. Although her figure was protruding, she was more than a foot tall. Her hair was all braided into braids, with tiger teeth tied at the ends. On her shoulders were shoulder pads made of the heads of two ferocious tigers. She did not walk, her feet did not touch the ground like a ghost, and she flew out of the totem array with a strong wind. The barbarian soldiers behind her were all extremely powerful, with icy cold wind all over their bodies. They were all tall and strong female warriors, wearing hats made of bear heads. As soon as they came out, they immediately bent down and prostrated respectfully on the ground.

"Tian Ziqi, the great wizard of the Tiannu tribe!"

There was a stir among the barbarian soldiers present, and three of them came directly from Badatian! In particular, Tianjidu and Tianziqi both possess more powerful power than Urzamba, and are second only to the Great Witch God in the Northern Barbarians. Due to the defeat of Urzamba, in order to restore their morale, they were specially summoned from the far north by the great witch god Shi Zu.

"I heard that Lu Zishu defeated Urzamba and killed Chief Shi Chong Ulei?" Tian Ziqi looked at the Qingyang tree standing tall in front of him and let out a cold snort, "I want to take off her head and make it mine." Collection."

Yi Zhino hurriedly said: "Two great kings, please do not underestimate the enemy! Lu Zishu's power has been recognized by all the great witch gods!"

"Let me test her depth first." Tianjidu raised his spear and said coldly, "Her power must come from the Qingyang Tree Dharma. She is using this Dharma to absorb the power of heaven and earth. As long as it is gone, This tree, Lu Zishu, is not worth mentioning." He turned to Tian Ziqi and promised: "When I swallow this Qingyang tree, I will spit out Lu Zishu's head and give it to you!"

Tian Ziqi laughed so hard that the flowers trembled, and the two big lumps on her chest kept shaking: "If you are really willing to give it to me, I will definitely accompany you for three days and three nights!"

Yi Zhino stopped him and said: "The Evil Ancestor has not arrived yet! We are now out of strength and the attack method has not yet been decided!"

"If you don't try it, how will you know how to fight!" Tian Jidu waved his spear, and a strong wind knocked Yi Zhino flying backwards. Then he rode the white wolf and ran towards the Qingyang tree silently.

Under the Qingyang tree, Lu Ziqing was giving life to the newly grown edamame shooters one by one. Lu Zishu stood up suddenly and said solemnly: "A guest is coming!"

Lu Ziqing shouted: "The entire army is on alert—!"

(End of this chapter)