Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

Kurosawa stopped in front of the fourth city.

There were only 18 people left behind him.

"Each country is stronger than the other. Are the ones in front still considered human beings?"

All of them looked grim.

They looked at the army in front of them. These soldiers were like orcs. Each one was as strong as an ox and nearly ten feet tall.

The number of people was as high as four hundred thousand.

There was only one chance to open the rules.

Everyone was silent.

If they could only open one city in the next opportunity, they would have failed in their mission to compete for the secret realm.

The great scholar in the opposition needed to travel around the six kingdoms.

Kurosawa took out the map and checked it over and over again, and finally clicked on the last two cities.

These two kingdoms were Qin and Jin.

It was said that Qin and Jin were good friends, so they were very close to each other.

"If the war is normal, if you attack one of them, the other will come to reinforce immediately."

"This is also the most difficult of the six countries, which is equivalent to facing two countries at the same time."

Hei Ze tapped the map and thought.

Seeing that everyone was a little discouraged, one of the black robes rolled up the map and said with a smile:

"I'm the oldest, so I'll go."

Hei Ze looked up at him, his eyes moving:

""Mr. Fan, what are you doing?"

The man in black robe smiled and said:

"Being close not only has disadvantages, but also advantages."

After saying this, he directly stepped on his horse and finally said to the group of young men and women behind him:

"I hope you can all go home."

Everyone shuddered.

Kurosawa stepped forward and said:

"You will die!"

The black-robed man named Fan Lao whipped his horse whip and rushed out laughing:

"I have lived long enough, haha." He rode away in a cloud of dust.

Everyone looked at his back, and finally put his hands on his chest to make a strange gesture.

The black-robed man called Mr. Fan galloped all the way and finally stopped at the foot of a mountain.

He climbed up the mountain step by step, from day to night, and finally reached the top of the mountain.

Looking at the two brightly lit cities in the distance to the north and south of the mountain, he smiled.

He just sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the full moon above his head. At this time, the full moon was a little hazy, as if covered by a layer of fog.

He sighed and said:

"The moon is still brighter in my hometown."

Just as he finished speaking, heavy snow fell from the full moon.

Seeing this, Mr. Fan in a black robe took out a copy of the Siku Quanshu from his backpack and placed it directly on his head. He opened his eyes, and a inch-long light appeared in his eyes.

He slowly floated up into the air.

""Boom!"

The whole body exploded into blood mist.

A transparent figure with golden light appeared in the air.

He actually exposed his soul completely, and the body of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was directly blown up.

When this soul appeared in the air, it seemed that the world could not tolerate it. The sky of this secret realm changed color instantly, and dark clouds rolled.

Countless golden thunders appeared in the clouds and suddenly struck down, all of them pounced on the soul of the black-robed old Fan like mad dogs.

But when the thunder was about to strike, the soul shook violently, and then a blazing flame burned all over the body.

He directly ignited the soul and took this wave of thunder.

Then the soul moved again, and a Golden light ball.

He twisted his body twice and threw the light ball out with all his strength, like two cannonballs. It rushed directly to the two cities below.

There were two loud noises, and two huge mushroom clouds appeared, with flames shooting into the sky.

The two capitals of Qin and Jin were directly reduced to ashes.

Only two indestructible and lonely city gates stood in the pit.

And this secret realm also broke out completely, a thick beam of light fell from the sky, covering the soul of Mr. Fan.

After a few breaths, the world returned to silence.

The city disappeared, and the mountain between the two cities also disappeared.

At the other end.

Hei Ze dispatched 8 people to completely destroy the 400,000 orc army in the city in front of him.

The eight people were also annihilated in the rules because they had no soul gauze to cover them.

And Kurosawa and his nine companions also put on the last layer of soul gauze from the carrier stone.

The moment all the souls returned to their bodies, they turned back into mortals.

But just as Kurosawa was about to put away the carrier stone, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

It was an extremely powerful arrow, and the whistling sound alone made Kurosawa's pupils shrink sharply.

"Twelve-stone iron bow."

But the arrow did not shoot at him, but accurately shot at the carrying stone in front of him.

The huge impact of the arrow directly turned the carrying stone into a stream of light and flew out.

Then a figure rushed straight to the carrying stone.

The black robe looked at the man and his face changed:

"Li Tingzhi!!!"

The other people's faces also changed. They drew their weapons and formed a circle around Hei Ze to protect him.

Li Tingzhi, who was riding a horse, went directly to the place where the carrying stone fell, bent down on the horse, and reached out to grab it. He put the carrying stone in his arms.

He stopped the horse and looked back at Hei Ze and his men, and looked at the weapons in their hands carefully.

He frowned slightly, then waved his whip and rode away.

Originally, with his ancient Confucian talent, he could kill these people, but he found that these people were holding magic weapons in their hands.

Although they could not be activated, they could definitely cut fine iron like cutting thin paper.

What made him most afraid was that one of them was holding a cylinder-shaped magic weapon in his hand.

Li Tingzhi had heard of this magic weapon. It was a disposable hidden weapon that could be activated without magic power.

It was called"Rain of Pear Blossoms".

Once the hidden weapon was opened, silver needles would spray out, like a rainstorm, and each needle contained a deadly poison.

If you were touched by this thing, you would almost die.

Seeing the back of Li Tingzhi riding a horse, someone immediately got on the horse and chased after him.

"No need to chase!"

Kurosawa immediately stopped him and said:

"Li Tingzhi's horse riding speed should have a horse control bonus."

"And the soul gauze in the carrier stone has been used up.

He looked in the direction where Mr. Fan had walked out and continued:

"The most urgent task is to quickly travel around the other two countries, and then return to Liang State to build a temple to confer Wenqu!"

After saying this, he immediately jumped on the horse's back and rushed to the city gate. When he touched the city gate, a green light flashed.

The fourth country was achieved.

He waved the whip again and headed towards the last Qin and Jin countries...............

Li Tingzhi came out to chase the barbarians who were killed by him and fled everywhere.

When he arrived here, he heard the sound of drums and fighting.

When he came over to check, he found that there were cultivators fighting with a group of orcs.

However, after watching the cultivator who took action being wiped out by the rules of the secret realm, he also realized that it would only take a moment to recover his cultivation.

The floating carrier stone in the middle aroused his great interest.

That's why he robbed it just now.

He galloped all the way.

He returned directly to the border of Liang State. At this time, the border guards found Li Tingzhi coming back and shouted:

"Lord Li is back!"

"Lord Li is back!"

"Open the camp gate quickly."

After entering the camp, Li Tingzhi dismounted and threw a string of heads high into the air.

""Soldiers, the barbarians are fleeing, and the leader is dead!"

Suddenly the whole camp cheered, and countless wounded soldiers crawled out of the tents.

Seeing this scene, they were so excited that they trembled all over.

"Lord Li will win!"

"Wan Sheng!"

In the central army tent, an old general with gray hair and worn-out armor walked tremblingly to Li Tingzhi, leaning on his spear.

Then he threw away the spear in his hand, bent his knees and bowed his head to kowtow.

Seeing this, Li Tingzhi quickly stepped forward and supported him with both hands, and asked hurriedly:

"General Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

General Zhao was injured and his hair was extremely messy. At this time, tears were streaming down his face.

"Thank you Lord Li for leading your troops here to save tens of thousands of civilians and soldiers on our border!"

"I, an old man, have no way to repay you, so I can only kowtow to express my gratitude!"

Li Tingzhi helped General Zhao up and pointed at the soldiers nearby and said:

"General Zhao is wrong. I and all the soldiers are from Liang State. We are like fish and water. Why should we thank you? It is also a blessing for me, Li Tingzhi, to be able to resolve the crisis on the border."

He took a step back and said:

"General Li, now the border is stable and the barbarians are no longer invading, I, as the prefect, need to return to the city for official business, so I will say goodbye."

After saying this, he mounted his horse again, very vigorously.

When he was about to whip away, General Zhao hurried forward and grabbed the reins, saying:

"Lord Li came and went in a hurry, not for fame or fortune, he is a true celebrity"

"I have nothing else to give you. This is my protective brocade bag that I have kept for many years. If the general is in a desperate situation, it may be able to help Lord Li."

Li Tingzhi took the brocade bag, bowed to the old general and thanked him.

He went to the capital.