Wu Shattered Star River

With the three clans united, the situation on the Northern Desolation Army's side is very grim. At least, the soldiers and experts here see no hope of winning.

Feng Yi Jun also sees no hope of winning!

Just now in the valley, Jiang Han covered the entire valley, which gave her a little idea.

Just as Ma Ji thought, it would be inconvenient to take the Death Row Camp around to raid, like dragging oil bottles.

As long as they can keep Jiang Han alive, Jiang Han alone will be enough to kill a large number of soldiers from the three clans.

The outcome of this war is not determined by ordinary soldiers, but by the number and combat power of the ninth level of the Dao Peering Realm on both sides.

As for the Entry Dao Realm and the Union Dao Realm, the Northern Desolation King and the Ghost Clan and Faceless Clan had an agreement that they could not participate in the war. Otherwise, the Northern Desolation King would definitely come out of the Northern Desolation Realm, and then it would be a lose-lose situation.

The number of Dao Peering Realm ninth level experts from the three clans combined is much larger than that of the Northern Desolation Army, so this war is very difficult to win.

But if they can raid and kill the soldiers of the three clans on a large scale, at least Feng Yi Jun will feel very happy, and maybe it can change the course of the war?

So Feng Yi Jun came to Jiang Han, hoping to get a definite answer from Jiang Han, so that she could find the other two Marquis-level experts and form a commando team.

Feng Yi Jun's eyes turned cold, but she didn't say anything and asked, "Speak!"

Jiang Han said, "I need a high-grade spiritual armor for defense. My defense is not strong enough. If I kill too many, the Dao Peering Realm ninth level experts from the three clans will definitely block me, and you won't be able to defend against them."

"High-grade spiritual weapon?"

Feng Yi Jun rolled her eyes and said, "Do you know how much a high-grade spiritual weapon is worth? Do you know how many high-grade spiritual weapons there are in the entire Northern Desolation Realm? Do you know how many high-grade spiritual weapons I have?"

Ma Ji glanced at Jiang Han embarrassedly. Jiang Han is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. He dares to ask for anything?

How could Jiang Han know these things? He had only heard that high-grade spiritual weapons were very expensive. The shopkeeper of Ruyi Pavilion said that he couldn't afford them, but he didn't know the specific value.

Feng Yi Jun pointed to the fiery red armor on her body and said, "This one is a high-grade spiritual weapon. I only have this one on my body, and my weapons are only middle-grade spiritual weapons."

"There are more than forty Marquis-level experts in the Northern Desolation Realm, and basically each of them has one. But most of the Dao Peering Realm ninth level experts who are not Marquis do not have high-grade spiritual weapons..."

Jiang Han blinked his eyes a little embarrassedly. It seemed that he was indeed asking for too much.

Originally, Shopkeeper Zhang said that he couldn't afford it. He thought that high-grade spiritual weapons were just more expensive, but he didn't expect them to be so rare.

"Buzz ~"

The fiery red armor on Feng Yi Jun's body suddenly lit up and automatically detached from her body. At the same time, a battle helmet appeared.

Feng Yi Jun waved her hand and threw it to Jiang Han and said, "This spiritual weapon is temporarily lent to you. This lord will take it back after this battle."

"This..."

Ma Ji's expression changed, and he quickly bowed and said, "Feng Yi Jun, this is not possible. If you don't have the armor to protect you, if something happens, we will all be guilty of death."

Feng Yi Jun waved her hand resolutely and said, "What are you panicking about? Even if I don't have this armor, it won't be so easy for the Dao Peering Realm ninth level experts of the three clans to kill me. If I can't beat them, can't I escape? Stop talking nonsense!"

Ma Ji wanted to persuade her a few more times, but Feng Yi Jun's eyes turned cold, and he could only stand aside with a wry smile.

After listening to Feng Yi Jun's words, Jiang Han was not polite, he didn't want to die.

This commando team is doing a life-and-death job, and with this armor, his chances of survival are higher.

Jiang Han put away the armor and prepared to refine it later.

Feng Yi Jun turned her gaze to Jiang Han and said, "What is the second condition?"

Jiang Han cupped his hands and said, "I hope that Feng Yi Jun can help our Star Dust Realm and persuade the Northern Desolation King to allocate some troops to save the billions of people in our Star Dust Realm."

"Star Dust Realm?"

Feng Yi Jun had never heard of this matter. She turned her gaze to Ma Ji. Ma Ji knew something about it and went over to explain a few words.

Feng Yi Jun asked, "What is the situation in the Star Dust Realm? Tell me in detail."

Jiang Han's spirit was lifted, and he quickly explained it in detail. Feng Yi Jun was silent after listening.

After a full half a stick of incense, she said, "Jiang Han, it's not that I don't want to help you, you should know the situation here. The Northern Desolation Stronghold is about to be unable to hold on. Do you think the Northern Desolation King will still have time to take care of your small lower realm?"

"Swish swish swish!"

Jiang Han's face suddenly turned pale. A look of urgency appeared in his eyes, and he asked, "Then is there really no way? If the experts from the Great Human Realm don't take action, then the billions of people in the Star Dust Realm can only become ghosts under the swords of the alien race. That is countless living lives."

"It's useless for you to be anxious about this!"

Feng Yi Jun said expressionlessly, "I will ask the Military Intelligence Department to inquire about the situation at the entrance and see if the Barbarian Race has already descended."

"In addition... I will ask my grandfather to report this matter to the Ancestral Human Realm. The Ancestral Realm should be connected to your Star Dust Realm by a Realm River. Maybe the news will reach the Ancestral Realm, and the Ancestral Realm will send reinforcements to support you?"

"Okay!"

Jiang Han quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Feng Yi Jun, for your help. Jiang Han is grateful and will definitely repay you in the future."

"Why wait for the future?"

Feng Yi Jun snorted coldly and said, "This time, you do your best to help us slaughter the soldiers of the three clans, which is the greatest reward to me."

Jiang Han solemnly clasped his fists and said, "I am willing to die for Feng Yi Jun!"

"Good!"

Feng Yi Jun stood up and said, "You go down and rest first, refine the Feng Armor, and be ready to attack at any time!"

Feng Yi Jun flashed away and left. Jiang Han followed Ma Ji out.

Ma Ji didn't say anything, just patted Jiang Han on the shoulder, and then went to arrange other matters.

Jiang Han returned to the Death Row Camp's station. Xuan Yuan Qing came over, and Jiang Han communicated with him through voice transmission.

Xuan Yuan Qing nodded and said through voice transmission, "Feng Yi Jun is right, I'm afraid we can't count on the Northern Desolation King in a short time."

"Unless we win a great victory in the war with the three clans, but I feel that the possibility is not high. Now we can only hope that the Ancestral Realm will provide assistance."

Xuan Yuan Qing paused and instructed, "I can't help you with anything. Everything depends on yourself. Survive!"

Jiang Han nodded and said, "You guys are probably stationed here. I'm not here, take care of yourself."

The two of them stopped talking nonsense, and Jiang Han took out the Feng Armor and began to refine it.

Swish swish swish!

Because the Death Row Camp did not have a camp and was all on the open space, Jiang Han's removal of the Feng Armor immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The Feng Armor is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the material is very special. There are occasional streamers shining on it, and it looks like a treasure at first glance.

Many people felt that it looked familiar. Feng Yi Jun wears this armor all day long. Some of the leaders of the Death Row Camp looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise...

Is this really Feng Yi Jun's armor? Many people felt it was impossible. They knew what level of spiritual weapon Feng Yi Jun's armor was.

Feng Yi Jun only has one high-grade spiritual weapon, how could she give it to Jiang Han?

Even if she took a fancy to Jiang Han, and the relationship has not been determined, it is impossible to give away the most valuable spiritual weapon on her body, right?

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, three streamers flew over, and Feng Yi Jun flew over with two experts.

Feng Yi Jun glanced at Jiang Han and finally landed on Ma Ji.

Ma Ji nodded, indicating that everything had been arranged. Feng Yi Jun waved her hand and said, "Jiang Han, let's go!"