Marquis of Shang

Chapter 139 Arrival (ask for a monthly ticket at the end of the month)

Starting to drive the Mystic Elephant Chariot, the manifested Mystic Elephant's true form calmed down the vast gust of wind that was stirred up by the two sides fighting just now, and the flying dust that filled dozens of miles around.

Soon, this vast grassland will be his own territory, and he should take good care of it.

……

In this battle, the long-armed ancestor was half-destroyed.

For three days in a row, Chen Qingxiang and his party advanced smoothly without any disturbance.

Until three days later.

When it was about five hundred miles away from the branch of the Qinghe mountain range.

Chen Qingxiang and his party finally started to encounter obstacles again.

With the crossing of an invisible boundary.

Suddenly, the vitality between the heaven and the earth began to riot, and invisible pressure appeared, restricting the troops led by Chen Qingxiang.

More than 4000 soldiers, all of whom have a mid-mortal cultivation base, and the horses they ride, are beginning to be affected.

Chen Qingxiang could sense that among the more than 4000 troops, only the Totem Evil Realm was completely unaffected.

In addition, even those village chiefs and hundred-man generals who had achieved great success in the mortal realm were weakly affected.

Looking at this scene, above the mysterious elephant chariot hanging hundreds of feet in the air.

Chen Qingxiang looked down, and the three-color Qinghe Great Seal appeared in his hands, which had begun to get into a slight confusion.

This time, Chen Qingxiang did not use his own power to activate the great seal, but consumed the power of the spiritual image totem stored in the great seal, and used the Qinghe Great Seal to demonstrate the auxiliary power of the totem power.

With the radiance of Qinghe Great Seal, dots of three-color aura flowed out from the mysterious elephant chariot, like a rain of three-color light, landing on more than 4000 soldiers and horses.

After the three-color light rain fell, in just a few breaths, more than 4000 soldiers and horses were all recovered.

……

In the next three days.

Chen Qingxiang sprinkled three colors of spiritual light every six hours to isolate this area from the influence of the 4000-odd army.

Emperor Yi was five thousand and 860 years old.

August 22.

noon.

Chen Qingxiang led more than 4000 soldiers and horses, and finally came to the branch of the Qinghe Mountains, where a huge city was located.

About thirty miles away from that huge city, the army began to set up camp.

Seventy-nine forty-nine iron-blooded battle flags, more than three feet long, began to be inserted in a radius of ten miles under the auspices of Grand Sima Chen Chenxiu, turning into a layer of blood-colored Dharma Realm to protect the army.

Thirty miles away, Chen Qingxiang had a pair of miraculous eyes that could see the sky above the huge city. His eyes were blood-red and tyrannical, his body was dotted with red light, and the golden long-armed ancestor spirit that emitted an ominous look roared at him.

Facing this scene, Chen Qingxiang ignored it.

Instead, together with the army in the Scarlet Law Realm, they began to recharge their batteries.

……

The next day, [-] hours.

Looking at the huge city surrounded by golden and red radiance thirty miles away, it was waiting in full battle.

Within the Scarlet Dharma Realm, Chen Qingxiang stepped out of the Mysterious Elephant Chariot, suspended in the sky, and his voice echoed in the Scarlet Dharma Realm.

"Second and third sons, who were promoted to the people of the country, appointed generals and worshiped the six officials, are in the current court."

The army gathered below heard Chen Qingxiang's words, and roared with endless fighting spirit in unison.

"war……"

Immediately, evil spirits filled the universe.

Looking at the state of the soldiers, Chen Qingxiang nodded at a height of hundreds of feet.

With the operation of the Yuanxiang technique, the illusory image of a hundred feet of Yuanxiang appeared behind him, and 130 five Yuanxiang magic soldiers gathered together.

After a short breath, the condensed Baizhang magic soldier Yuan Xiang broke away from behind Chen Qingxiang.

With a piece of golden Yuanjia connected with its own breath as the core.

Under the control of five Yuanxiang magic soldiers who have reached the peak of the Mortal Realm, they are in charge of the Yuanxiang Realm magic soldiers with middle-grade Yuandan.

……

Afterwards, Chen Qingxiang's purple energy circulated, fully aroused the three mysterious elephant chariots, and once again showed the true shape of the mysterious elephant.

There are hundreds of limbs all over the body, and sixteen groups of vast spiritual lights are shining.

In an instant, there were fifteen black elephants, several feet tall, whose distribution far surpassed the peak of the ferocious realm, but did not reach the totem primordial realm.

And a black elephant, ten feet high, reaching the totem primordial realm, appeared in the Scarlet Dharma Realm.

This is because although the strange art of [Totem Elephant Art of War] has been turned into its own life, but because the time is too short, in just over half a year, Chen Qingxiang only had time to raise one of the totem elephant soldiers to the totem yuan state.

It will take more than ten years for the remaining fifteen totem elephant soldiers to gradually improve.

However, based on Chen Qingxiang's practice, basically two or three totem elephant soldiers working together are enough to resist an ordinary human realm.

Led by the three mystical elephant chariots and the manifested true form of mystical elephants, eighteen giant elephants stepped directly into the blood-colored Dharma Realm.

Going towards the huge city at a high speed.

The remaining [-] Qinghe warriors, also under the command of Grand Sima Chen Chenxiu, formed several battle formations and stepped out of the blood-colored Dharma Realm.

In this world, at a low level, armies were at war, and it was a bit like the ancient war before Chen Qingxiang crossed over.

But reaching the middle and high levels, it is completely different from the ancient wars before time travel.

What really determines the outcome of a war is not the number of troops, the logistics situation, the command of the general, etc.

But all kinds of extraordinary soldiers, all kinds of high-end combat power.

A true one-man army.

……

This time, Chen Qingxiang was going to directly use high-end combat power to decide the outcome of this conquest.

As for the [-] warriors they carried, although they were considered elite in the Qinghe fiefdom, they could only be used later to clean up the mess.

……

In just a few breaths of time, eighteen giant elephants of different shapes traveled over thirty miles and arrived at the huge city surrounded by rich golden-red brilliance.

Following the cry of the mysterious elephant, Chen Qingxiang's voice resounded over the huge city.

"I am Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Qingxiang, Jian Er and other strangers, in ten breaths, give up all resistance."

In the center of the huge city.

In a huge square, endless blood filled the air. In the center of hundreds of thousands of corpses, a long-armed high priest with only one arm left, his eyes were full of blood.

He stared blankly at the eighteen giant elephants in the sky outside the city.

After ten breaths, he looked at the eighteen giant elephants that began to attack the protective mask of the city.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out, and he knelt down in front of a huge golden statue with long arms that was ten feet high.

"How unfair the world is, why did our family suffer such a catastrophe!"

"Being in such a catastrophe, the descendants are unfilial and can only use the power of taboo. I hope the ancestors will forgive me!"

Seeing the attack of the eighteen giant elephants, one by one the creatures in the city began to die violently, and endless flesh, blood and souls gathered towards the square in the center of the city.

In the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, only the long-armed alien high priest with his right hand remained, chanting bloody mantras in his mouth.

A blood-colored stone tablet appeared.

As the blood-colored radiance flowed, the blood-colored stele landed on the ten-foot-tall golden statue with long arms, which was placed in the palm of its chest.

(End of this chapter)