Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Chapter 269 Northwest Group Army

His eyesight was very good, and he could clearly see the wooden sticks, spears and iron shields in the hands of the Xingluo soldiers.

Of course Huo Dongjun's eyesight could tell that this was not a soul guide.

It's a bit ridiculous when you think about it carefully. After tens of thousands of years of development in the Douluo Continent, this kind of cold weapon is still prevalent in the army. To put it harshly, what is it if it's not cannon fodder?
Huo Dongjun took out a level five soul cannon, aimed it at the army formation, and activated his soul power. The white soul power at the muzzle continued to gather.

A white light suddenly appeared, and the soul-guided cannon soared into the sky.

Zhuang Yun looked at the white light shooting past, feeling shocked and angry, and subconsciously took out the soul shield from the storage soul ring.

The soldier was a little panicked, but he still raised his iron shield.

White light exploded in the crowd, blood spurted out, severed limbs were scattered, and screams abounded in the crowd.

The sound of despair is unspeakable.

The next moment, the blond-haired young man appeared in front of Zhuang Yun. This little nobleman was lucky enough to avoid the core position, and with the addition of the soul shield, he barely had a few breaths left.

The Duke of White Tiger did not talk about the previous generation, but what he knew about Dai Hao was that he had already stepped onto the battlefield at the age of 13 and had experienced thousands of battles, large and small.

Qin Lei's mind fell into a brief confusion. This face, this voice, this feeling was so familiar. Who was the person who died that year?

Huo Dongjun didn't answer.

The head was wide-eyed with anger, watching the man in black continue to walk towards the army.

Many people died in military tents, not knowing what happened until their death.

The steps are light and the figure is dark and difficult to perceive.

Huo Dongjun didn't bother to pay attention.

"Why do you..."

The armored man's eyes turned cold, and he waved his arm down. The other soldiers held spears in their hands and aimed at the man in black.

Zhuang Yun wanted to say something, but the last mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he still didn't ask the last question.

Qin Lei has been fighting with the Duke for a long time. He has also been to the Duke's palace and met five young masters. He is especially familiar with the eldest young master Dai Yaoheng.

Based on this idea, it is not surprising that there are so many Mingdetang high-end soul tools at the Starlight Auction.

"Look forward to the next life."

The demon soul appeared behind Huo Dongjun, holding a black knife to chop it off, completely understanding their lives.

"I am the one who killed you."

Xuanji Douluo felt uneasy and frowned. He immediately walked out of the tent and rushed in the direction of Duke White Tiger.

The further you go inside, the more soul masters there are.Blood flowed into rivers, mountains of corpses were everywhere, and blood kept flowing along the path. The soul-devouring soul-refining knife in Huo Dongjun's hand was dark in color.

The White Tiger Duke has always been regarded as a thorn in the side of the Sun and Moon Empire. If things change, it will definitely be for the White Tiger Duke.

The intensity of the fighting is appalling.

For the sake of efficiency, 24 demon souls have started massacring the soul masters. Ordinary Star Luo soldiers looked at the dark figures and were so frightened that they peed their pants and screamed in horror.

This is also the purpose of hiding strength.

"You are the eldest son?"

A man in armor shouted harshly. As soon as he said this, other soldiers picked up their weapons and surrounded the man in black.

He glanced at the black knife in the young man's hand.

Just as he was about to look behind the young man, he finally woke up when he saw the corpses of soldiers in the army.

Huo Dongjun held the black knife and swung it gently, and a black light shot out.

The young man walked slowly out of the bloody battlefield wreckage, his heart as calm as blue waves. He had stayed here for two full years.

He shouted loudly, "Enemy attack!!"

How pitiful is the insignificance of ants.

The eldest son had been dead for more than four years. Back then, they followed the Duke back to the Duke's Mansion and saw the eldest son being buried with their own eyes.

Silently harvesting souls.

At the same time, he hurried towards the man in black. He wanted to see who dared to come to the Northwest Army to cause trouble.

When I think of it, the death rate of teachers and students in Shrek's inner courtyard remains high.

This is the meaning of these ordinary imperial soldiers who don't even have martial arts spirits appearing on the battlefield.

Looking at the scene in front of him, his hair stood up and his eyes widened with anger.

The man in black continued to move forward.

During the Great Starlight Time and the Douluo Finals that year, the emperor recalled Duke White Tiger to Star Luo City.

Although Duke White Tiger's external strength has always been that of a level 89 Soul Douluo, Xuanji Douluo knew that Dai Hao had broken through to the title Douluo eight years ago.

There have been some speculations about the true purpose behind the open battle battlefield.

"You are not the eldest young master, who are you anyway!?"

If the opponent is just a Titled Douluo, maybe the two of them can join forces to trap and kill the future one!

Holding a knife in one hand, he walked toward the center of the military tent.

"Who are you, name announcement!"

The face is even more familiar.

It is most likely that the Holy Spirit Religion has certain interest exchanges with the top officials of the Star Luo Empire. This is the most reasonable explanation.

Blood spurted out, and the head fell to the ground.

only……

The armored man's body felt cold and he was sweating profusely.

The soul-devouring carving knife at the core of the Tyrannical Tiger Soul Refining Knife had already followed the secret method in his hands and transformed into another form.

Rather than delaying it for so long.

The Xingluo Northwest Group Army has 60 soldiers and support personnel, and the Soul Master Army has 1000 people on each side of the ten directions.

He was completely stunned and said in shock, "Eldest Young Master... Your Highness?"

Several black shadows separated from the man in black. When they met, all the soldiers fell to the ground. They were fine, but they were no longer breathing.

A soul saint felt that something was wrong, and the smell of blood was getting stronger in the air, so he quickly walked out of the tent.

The bloody meat grinding ground that the Mingdou Mountains turned into, and the place where the dead souls of Shrek's genius were located, created the unprecedented brilliant strength of the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect.

With his hand raised and the knife dropped, Qin Lei's head flew up, blood surged, and there was despair and confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand what happened.

When I saw the person coming with blond and white hair,

"Uncle Qin, don't you recognize me?"

Across the battlefield, Huo Dongjun continued on his way and soon arrived at the northwest group army's garrison.

There is indeed soul-guiding metal here, but it cannot be called precious. It has been 4000 years since the Sun-Moon Continent collided. If there is such a rare metal, the Sun-Moon Empire can easily capture it with its strength.

24 black shadows walked out from behind him and began to massacre the military camp. The black knives in their hands were like messengers of death.

One side produces people, and the other side produces soul guidance blueprints and soul guidance tools.

Huo Dongjun laughed.

The man in black laughed.

Qin Lei was shocked and angry.

According to his perception, except for the leader who has martial soul power, the other soldiers are ordinary people who have not awakened the martial soul.

Of course, this does not include the White Tiger bodyguards.

Even Duke White Tiger only allocated three soul master legions.

In his impression, the White Tiger Duke was very cautious. The large tent where he lived was no different from anyone else. Not to mention the color, there was not even the slightest trace of the White Tiger clan emblem.

Otherwise, after being positioned, the threat of the ninth-level teleportation soul cannon is not that great.

Therefore, if Dai Hao doesn't show his head, it will take some time for him to find it.

(End of this chapter)