Immortal Creation

"I killed Ulan!" Ning Zhuo was excited.

He was just in the foundation building stage, but on the battlefield, he still killed a Jindan-level cultivator quite strongly.

If you really want to talk about combat power, Ulan is not an ordinary golden elixir, but definitely a strong man among the Jindan stage cultivators!

"The art of cultivation is leverage, which can continuously amplify the power of the original end."

"It is not strange that I can use mechanism techniques and battle formations to condense military strength and bless myself. It is not a strange thing to kill a powerful Jindan-level man."

Ning Zhuo quickly calmed down.

"How many military achievements can a powerful Jindan master count?"

"It's no big deal."

"What I should think about is how to kill more Jindan monks, even Nascent Soul-level enemies!"

Tu Ming, who was present just now, has already escaped.

This high priest of the Hundred Poisons tribe fled again this time after escaping during the ambush last time.

"I don't know if Shen Qinghe can chase him?"

"Shen Qinghe is a well-known Nascent Soul-level monk in the Embroidery Kingdom. He majors in the Qingling Purification Sutra and specializes in the poison cultivation."

"But Tu Ming is a local snake here. It is familiar with the terrain and it is not impossible to arrange the teleportation array in advance."

Ning Zhuo thought for a moment, immediately withdrew his thoughts and moved his eyes that showed a burning fighting spirit toward the purple-black poisonous fog.

The withering and coldness in the poisonous fog is everywhere!

There were three people in their trip. Now the strongest man, Tu Ming, has run away. Ulan, who has the same cultivation level as him, has become a corpse, leaving him alone.

It can be said that it is hard to sing!

"Escape!" Butye shouted loudly, urging his magic power, condensed hundreds of poisonous fog clones, and fled separately.

These poisonous fog clones are black and purple all over. In order to cover up, the wild wild also wrapped itself with a layer of purple-black poisonous fog.

"Where to go!" Zhang Hei shouted loudly, waved the black snake spear in his hand, instilling magic and military power at the same time, and once again used military tactics - the army was approaching.

The vast army soldiers washed over and drowned most of the poisonous fog clones.

Talent - purple beard shocked!

Guan Hong also relied on her talent to fix half of the poisonous fog clone, and the sword light of the Blood Dragon Sword arrived later.

Withering is hiding in it, and the disguise of purple-black poisonous mist on his body is broken away.

Liu Er held the Xuanhuang Sword and immediately came over.

Withering wild glared, and the intention of fighting to the death was fully aroused: "If you want my life, you must at least leave one person for me to bury!"

Poison Technique - The Nether Poisons Death!

Withering wild body turned purple and turned into a purple poisonous man. He turned back and rushed straight towards Liu Er.

Liu Er was startled and hurriedly retreated.

But the withering speed is extremely fast, and the distance is quickly shortened, and it is about to come to Liu Er.

At the critical moment, Guan Hong came to support.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

Guan Hong stretched out his right arm and slapped hard.

Martial arts - right block.

His right arm burst into a dark light, like a shield, intercepting the withered wilderness that was fighting back to death.

boom.

The next moment, the withering wilderness exploded.

During the explosion, purple-black air waves blew everywhere. A poisonous spear suddenly shot out, the size of a palm, but it was extremely sharp. It directly pierced the mysterious light and pierced into Guan Hong's right arm bone.

Even a tough guy like Guan Hong also roared low because of the extremely strong pain.

"Second brother!" Liu Er rushed over and cast his spell, which fell on the wound of Guan Hong's right arm.

The wound had corroded the flesh and blood in just a few breaths, leaving only bone residues.

Under Liu Er's spell, the bones were almost saved and were not rotted into two pieces.

Guan Hong put away the Blood Dragon Sword, held the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, and staggered into the military formation.

This made Ning Zhuo's heart thrill.

"Soldiers are fierce and dangerous!"

"I still have to be cautious."

"All Guan Hong was injured because of this. If I fell into the same situation, my situation would be more difficult than him."

"After all, my physical cultivation background is far inferior to that of the three generals Liu, Guan and Zhang."

Ning Zhuo has now discovered that in such a large-scale battle, if a monk has a certain physical cultivation foundation, he will take advantage of it.

According to Ning Zhuo’s three sects of practice, there are no shortcomings.

But at present, Ning Zhuo is still good at spells after all.

It’s not that he is lazy in his practice, nor is that his practice is not comprehensive, but that he has too little time to practice.

Ning Zhuo is only sixteen years old until now.

Previously, he greatly improved his melee ability in Medicine King Valley. But this increase was only for him. Compared with Jindan-level elites like Liu Guanzhang, it is naturally much worse.

The work of cleaning the battlefield is not difficult.

Because this time, the third general camp only has three opponents.

Ulan's corpse was put away by Ning Zhuo, and because of his own explosion, even the golden elixir was blown away, which was considered as the corpse was gone.

The work of the Third General Camp to clean the battlefield was mainly to restrain the bodies of his comrades.

This is not something that ordinary monks can accomplish.

Because the poisoned corpses have no proper and complete means, even some people are at risk of being poisoned.

The foundation of the three general camps is shallow after all. After Ning Zhuo paid more than a dozen mechanical dolls and Liu Er took action, they temporarily handled the corpse of their comrades and then restrained them one by one.

In the world of cultivation, there are many magical methods and are very good at using these corpses.

Therefore, corpses on the battlefield often have to be recycled.

These corpses will be transported back to the country and most of them are buried in the family's tribe.

This is not only a return to the roots of fallen leaves, but also helpful to their respective families. It can help the dead tribesmen to quickly reunite with their ancestors after they arrive in the underworld, so as not to become lonely ghosts.

After working hard for more than an hour, the Third General Camp waited for Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe's robe was stained with many blood and poisonous stains, but her face was still deserted.

When Liu Er saw Shen Qinghe returning empty-handed, his heart was empty and he bowed his hands to inquire.

Shen Qinghe's eyes were clear. As soon as Liu Er spoke, she understood the latter's true meaning and interrupted directly: "Tu Ming escaped."

Liu, Guan, Zhang Ning and others sighed in their hearts almost at the same time.

Tu Ming is the True Lord of the Nascent Soul and the High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe. He has extraordinary combat power and identity. If he can be taken down, then the three general camps will have great military achievements this time.

But Shen Qinghe did not gain anything. The military achievements of the Third General Camp were the only lives of two Jindan-level monks, Wulan and Forge.

Liu Er quickly comforted her, expressing her concern for senior Shen Qinghe and her deep gratitude for her timely assistance in the fight.

Shen Qinghe shook her head slightly: "It's Du Tiechuan's arrangement."

"He sent four armies and also estimated Qianfenglin's response."

"Looking at it now, his estimate is quite accurate."

"Okay, after this battle, you can go back to the army."

Liu, Guan and Zhang Ning were very surprised.

Liu Er suspected that he had heard it wrong for a moment, until Shen Qinghe took out the jade slip.

The content of the jade slip is Du Tiechuan's new military order, and the seal he stamped was quickly verified and passed.

Du Tiechuan ordered the three generals to call back, because they spyed on the realities and reality of Qianfenglin. At this point, there were already clear results.

He asked the Third General Battalion to speed up, rush to the corresponding location, and participate in the general battle.

He also warned in his letter that once the third general battalion had a fact or tendency to delay, a strict liquidation would be carried out after the war.

Liu Er's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but have a new understanding of Du Tiechuan for a moment. He sighed, "Ship Du...is worthy of being the head coach sent by the two countries."

Ning Zhuo's thoughts were not here.

He was using his spiritual sense to spread the thoughts and discussed with Sun Lingtong: "Boss, judging from this, Du Tiechuan has also arranged reinforcements in the other three routes."

Sun Lingtong agreed with this speculation very much: "Xiao Zhuo, I think so too. You no longer have the chance to make contributions in the Third General Camp. You might as well go to other routes and try your luck. Maybe you can get more military achievements! ”

Sun Lingtong is worthy of being Ning Zhuo’s best brother. Before Ning Zhuo’s thoughts were expressed, he had already said it first.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Since that's the case, I'll go to Honghua Camp first."

The other three routes are Honghua Camp, Barbarian Fairy Camp and Jinji Army.

Sun Gan and Ning Zhuo of the Jinji Army did not have a good relationship, and the Jinji Army was one of the imperial guards and had the most outstanding strength. Ning Zhuo felt that he would be excluded if he wanted to run over, and was considered to be acquiring the credit.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Xu Dali from the Barbarian Fairy Camp is not familiar with Ning Zhuo. Moreover, this person is stubborn and difficult to adapt. Ning Zhuo also feels that getting along with this person is a bit troublesome.

The real first choice is Red Flower Camp.

The Red Flower Camp leader Mulan and Ning Zhuo are old, so old that they are even husband and wife.

The most important point is that Mulan once gave Ning Zhu a talisman and told Ning Zhu that he could be crushed and used at a critical moment, so that Ning Zhu could be teleported to the Red Flower Camp.

If it exceeds the transmission range, it can also be delivered to the correct halfway.

When Ning Zhuo thought of this, he resigned from Liu Guan and Zhang.

After hearing this, Zhang Hei immediately started yelling: "Okay, military advisor, you think of getting credit on the other side, take me with you. I won't be happy at all when fighting these three people with poison!"

Guan Hong stroked her beard and showed her expression of intention. But the next moment, he frowned slightly, because of the severe pain caused by the injury in his right arm, reminding him that the most important thing to do is rest and recuperate.

When Liu Er heard that Ning Zhuo wanted to leave and wanted to meet with Honghuaying, he felt very fed and disgusted.

He endured these negative emotions and expressed concern to Ning Zhuo: "How can this work?"

"Military advisor, you just experienced a fierce battle, and the dolls in your hands suffered heavy losses."

"And you only have the foundation-building cultivation level. At this time, you are in the enemy's situation and are full of dangers. If you are a military advisor, it is too dangerous to act if you leave the army."

Ning Zhuo heard this and immediately laughed: "General Liu doesn't know anything. Before leaving Mulun Town, General Mulan secretly gave me a life-saving talisman..."

Ning Zhuo briefly introduced the power of this talisman to everyone present.

Even though the pain was severe, Guan Hong remained calm and said calmly: "The military advisor has such a method, which can indeed reduce many dangers, which is very safe."

Zhang Hei sighed regretfully: "In this way, I can't walk with you, the military advisor."

Speaking of this, he was still unwilling to give up and looked at Liu Er: "Brother, it's better for me to act alone and let the military advisor go first. I will continue to rush to Honghua Camp to help friendly troops!"

When Liu Er heard the life-saving talisman, his eyes were already twitching. Hearing that Zhang Hei also wanted to follow Ning Zhuo, he felt displeased.

He glared at Zhang Hei: "Third brother, don't mess around!"

He was about to continue to persuade Ning Zhuo.

As a result, Ning Zhuo was not someone who changed his mind in just a few words? He bowed directly: "Three generals, we will find an opportunity to meet up later. The boy will take his leave first, and strive to go and return early."

Ning Zhuo quickly left the three general camps and came to a wilderness.

He first sent out a large number of institutional dolls to take the initiative to eliminate them and bless him.

He first blessed himself to the level of the Golden Pill, and then took out Mulan's talisman and crushed it decisively.

The next moment, ripples occur in the space, forming violent fluctuations, swallowing Ning Zhuo into it.

Moon hook Giant Wood Mountain.

In the deep night, the third red flower has been hooked on the hanging crescent moon.

The entire Red Flower Camp turtle was huddled into a ball and was tired of defense.

Their opponent is the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

Each arrow is composed of moonlight, and the brilliance contains a fatal murderous intent.

As a barbarian cultivator at the Nascent Soul level, Di Lu is good at melee combat and is fighting with Mulan. He is not distinguished for a while, and the battle situation becomes more and more intense.

"hateful!"

"There is no way to form a red flower magic phase, our army is in a very dangerous situation."

The Red Flower Camp is mainly engaged in the Red Flower Battle Formation.

Under this disadvantage, only the Red Flower Battlefield can stabilize its position.

Muran has experienced many battles and can't be clear about this.

So, she tried the third time without hesitating for military strength, but still failed in formation.

Di Lu snorted coldly: "Muran, don't try to struggle, this is your burial place!"

The hard battle between Mulan and the Red Flower Camp fell into the eyes of a Nascent Soul monk.

A starling stood on the shoulders of the Nascent Soul monk.

The Bald Eagle actually also had a Nascent Soul-level aura. At this moment, the divine consciousness conveyed his mind: "Master, if we don't take action, this army will really suffer heavy losses."

The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded slightly: "The Red Flower Camp is indeed an elite army, and it is a pity to lose. But the order I accepted is like this. I have to deliberately delay time and watch the Red Flower Camp suffer huge losses, or even eliminate it. .”

"It's good that Muran's life will be saved in the end."

The starling was stunned: "It's this kind of court struggle again! Humph, it's really disappointing."

One person and one bird fell into silence one after another, no longer speaking, but just watching the battle quietly.

If nothing unexpected happens, this battle situation will evolve according to their thoughts.

But the wonderful thing about reality is that accidents always come unexpectedly.

"Ding Zhuo used the life-saving talisman I gave him?" Mulan hesitated for a moment.

After gritting her teeth, she did not hesitate to lose a large amount of military power and pulled Ning Zhuo.

The next moment, the space shook, and a person appeared out of thin air in the middle of the battlefield.

This man was dressed in white, looked like a boy, and had a slightly bigger head.

Who is it if it’s not Ning Zhuo?

"Who is coming?"

"Just golden elixir?"

"No, he is not even a golden elixir, just a foundation-building cultivator!"

The ancient god Cangyue, who was in charge of the dojo, was startled and then relaxed.

But Di Lu spread his thoughts to His divine consciousness, making him be careful, Ning Zhuo performed quite well in the previous ambush.

"No matter how strong it is, it is only a level of golden elixir." The ancient god Cangyue became a god and was high for too long, but he still didn't take Ning Zhu seriously.

Ning Zhuo quickly looked around the battlefield, suppressing his surprise at night, and he said, "So it's a dojo again."

"Haha, we have it, too."

"Old dice, come out for me!"

"Yes, master." The next moment, the cubic demon turned into its original form and made a bold appearance.

The Cubic Dojo also emanated from the ground, quickly eroding a piece of space and competing with the Cangyue Dojo.

The ancient god Cangyue changed color instantly and exclaimed: "Cubic Demon God! What's wrong with you?!"

Chopin Demon God: "God of Cang Yue, you are still in time to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

The ancient god Cangyue was angry for a moment: "I...you..."