"I killed Ulan!" Ning Zhuo's spirits lifted.
He was only in the foundation building period, but on the battlefield, he still killed a Jindan level monk quite strongly.
If you really want to talk about combat power, Ulan is not an ordinary golden pill, he is definitely a strong man among the monks of the golden pill period!
"Cultivating a hundred arts is a lever, which can continuously amplify the power of the original."
"It is not strange for me to condense military strength and bless myself through mechanical techniques and battle formations, and to kill a Jindan-level powerhouse."
Ning Zhuo quickly calmed down.
"How many military achievements can a Jindan powerhouse count?"
"It's not a big deal."
"What I should think about is how to kill more Jindan monks, even Yuan Ying-level enemies!"
Tu Ming, who was just present, had already escaped.
This high priest of the Hundred Poisons tribe, after escaping in an ambush last time, took the initiative to flee again this time.
"I don't know if Shen Qinghe can chase him?"
"Shen Qinghe is a well-known Yuan Ying-level monk in the Embroidery Kingdom, majoring in the Qingling Pure Poison Sutra, specializing in poison cultivation."
"But Tu Ming is the local snake here, familiar with the terrain, and it is not impossible to arrange the teleportation circle in advance."
Ning Zhuo thought for a moment, immediately retracted his thoughts, and moved his eyes showing burning fighting intent towards the purple and black poisonous mist.
The cold of withering wilderness in the poisonous fog is all over my body!
There were three of them on this trip, and now the strongest Tu Ming had run away, and Wulan, who had the same cultivation as him, was reduced to a corpse, leaving him alone.
It can be said that it is difficult to clap alone!
"Run!" Withered Ye shouted, urging his mana wildly, condensing hundreds of poisonous mist clones and fleeing separately.
These poisonous mist clones were covered in black and purple, and in order to hide people's eyes, Hui Ye also wrapped himself in a layer of purple-black poisonous mist.
"Where are you going!" Zhang Hei shouted, waving the black snake spear in his hand, instilling mana and military power at the same time, and once again using the art of war - the army pressing the situation.
The vast soldiers washed over, submerging most of the poisonous mist clones.
Talent - purple bearded Jinghong!
Guan Hong also used his talent to immobilize a small half of the poisonous mist clone, followed by the blade of the blood dragon sword.
The withered wild was hiding in it, and the disguise of the purple and black poisonous mist on his whole body was shattered.
Liu Er held the Xuanhuang Sword in his hand and immediately killed him.
Withered Ye's eyes widened angrily, and his intention to fight to the death was fully stimulated: "If you want my life, you must leave at least one person to bury me!"
Poison - the poison returns together!
The withered 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 quickly retreated.
But the withering field was extremely fast, quickly shortening the distance, and was about to kill Liu Er.
At the critical moment, Guan Hong rushed to support.
"Don't hurt my brother!"
Guan Hong stretched out his right arm and high-fived vigorously.
Martial arts - right blocking.
His right arm burst into a mysterious light, like a shield, intercepting the withered field that was desperately fighting back.
Rumble.
The next moment, the withered field exploded with a bang.
During the explosion, purple-black air waves blew in all directions. A poisonous spear was shot out of it, only the size of a palm, but it was extremely sharp, directly piercing Xuan Guang and stabbing into the arm bone of Guan Hong's right arm.
Rao is a tough guy like Guan Hong, and he also roared because of the intense pain.
"Second brother!" Liu Er pounced on him, cast a spell, and landed on the wound on Guan Hong's right arm.
In just a few breaths, the wound had corroded the flesh and skin, leaving only bone residue.
Under Liu Er's spell, the bones were narrowly saved and did not rot into two pieces.
Guan Hong put away the blood dragon knife, held the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, and staggered back into the military formation.
This made Ning Zhuo's heart skip a beat.
"Soldiers are fierce and dangerous!"
"I still have to be cautious."
"The dignified Guan Hong was injured because of this, and if I fell into the same situation, the situation would be even more difficult than his."
"After all, my physical cultivation heritage is far inferior to that of Liu Guan and Zhang Sanjiang."
Ning Zhuo now also found that in such a large-scale battle, if a monk has a certain physical cultivation background, it is quite advantageous.
According to the three sects of Ning Zhuo's 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 his practice incomplete, but that he has too little time to practice.
Ning Zhuo is only sixteen years old now.
Previously, in the Medicine King Valley, a wave of melee combat capabilities were greatly improved. But this improvement was only for him. Compared with a Jindan level elite like Liu Guanzhang, it is naturally much worse.
The job of cleaning the battlefield is not difficult.
Because this time, there were only three opponents in the three generals' camp.
Wu Lan's body was collected by Ning Zhuo, and because of the self-detonation, even the golden pill was blown up, and there were no bones left.
The work of the three generals battalion to clean the battlefield is mainly to collect the corpses of their comrades.
This point is not something that ordinary monks can accomplish.
Because the poisoned body does not have proper and complete means, there is a risk of poisoning even if it is close to it.
After Ning Zhuo paid more than a dozen mechanical dolls and Liu Er did it himself, they temporarily disposed of the corpses of their comrades, and then collected them one by one.
In the cultivation world, there were many magic path methods that were very good at using these corpses.
Therefore, corpses on the battlefield often have to be recycled.
These bodies will be transported back to China, and most of them will be buried in the family land.
This is not only a return to the roots of the fallen leaves, but also helpful to their respective families, which can help the dead clansmen quickly merge with their ancestors after being sent to the underworld, so as not to become lonely ghosts.
After working for more than an hour, the three generals waited for Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe's robe was stained with a lot of blood and poison stains, but her face was still deserted.
When Liu Er saw Shen Qinghe returning empty-handed, his heart was suddenly empty, and he inquired.
Shen Qinghe's eyes were clear, and 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.
As the True Monarch of Yuan Ying and the high priest of the Hundred Poisons Tribe, Tu Ming is extraordinary in terms of combat power and identity, if it can be cleaned up, then the military exploits of the Three Generals Battalion this time will be great.
But Shen Qinghe had no gain, and the military exploits on the side of the Three Generals Camp were only the lives of the two Jindan level monks, Ulan and Huo Ye.
Liu Er hurriedly comforted her, expressing her concern for Shen Qinghe's senior and her deep gratitude for her timely appearance to help the battle.
Shen Qinghe shook his head slightly: "It was Du Tiechuan's arrangement."
"He dispatched the Fourth Route Army and also estimated Qianfenglin's response."
"Looking at it now, his estimate is quite accurate."
"Okay, after this battle, you can return to the army."
Liu Guan and Zhang Ning were very surprised.
Liu Er suspected that he had heard it wrong for a while, until Shen Qinghe took out the jade slip.
The content of the jade slip was Du Tiechuan's new military order, and his stamped seal was quickly verified.
Du Tiechuan ordered the three generals to call back, because of the spying on Qianfeng Lin's reality, at this point, there was already a clear result.
He asked the three generals to speed up and rush to the corresponding location to participate in the battle.
And he also warned in the letter that once the three generals have a delay or tendency, they will be strictly liquidated after the war.
Liu Er's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but have a new understanding of Du Tiechuan for a while. He sighed: "Du Shuai...... He is worthy of being the commander sent by the two countries."
Ning Zhuo's mind was not placed here.
He was using his divine consciousness to transmit and discuss with Sun Lingtong: "Boss, according to this appearance, Du Tiechuan has also arranged reinforcements in the other three routes."
Sun Lingtong agreed with this speculation very much: "Xiaozhuo, I think so too. You have no chance of making meritorious contributions in the Three Generals Camp, so you might as well go to other places and try your luck. Maybe you can get more military exploits!"
Sun Lingtong is worthy of being Ning Zhuo's best brother, and before Ning Zhuo's thoughts were spoken, he had already said them first.
Ning Zhuo nodded: "In that case, then I will go to the Red Flower Camp first."
The other three routes are the Red Flower Camp, the Barbarian Demon Camp and the Golden Halberd Army.
Sun Qian and Ning Zhuo of the Golden Halberd Army did not have a good relationship, and the Golden Halberd Army, as one of the Forbidden Army, had the most outstanding strength. Ning Zhuo felt that if he ran over, he would probably be ostracized, and he was considered to be taking credit.
Xu Dali from the barbarian demon camp is not familiar with Ning Zhuo. And this person is tendon, it is difficult to be flexible, Ning Zhuo also feels that it is a bit troublesome to get along with this person.
The real first choice is the Red Flower Camp.
The Red Flower Camp Leader Mulan and Ning Zhuo have an old friendship, so old that the two parties are even husband and wife.
Another most important point is that Mulan once gave Ning Zhuo a talisman and instructed Ning Zhuo: In a crisis, it can be crushed and used, so that Ning Zhuo can be teleported to the Red Flower Camp.
If it is beyond the teleportation range, it can also be sent to the correct halfway.
Ning Zhuo thought of this, so he asked Liu Guanzhang to resign.
After hearing this, Zhang Hei immediately shouted: "Okay, military advisor, if you want to take credit on the other side, take me with you. I didn't feel good fighting with these three poisons at all!"
Guan Hong stroked his beard and showed a look of excitement. But the next moment, he frowned slightly, because the severe pain caused by the injury to his right arm reminded him that the most important thing to do was to rest and recuperate.
When Liu Er heard that Ning Zhuo wanted to leave and wanted to join the Red Flower Camp, he was very tired and disgusted.
He endured these negative emotions and expressed concern for Ning Zhuo: "How can this work?"
"Military advisor, you have just experienced a fierce battle, and the mechanical doll in your hand has suffered heavy losses."
"And you only have foundation building cultivation, and at this time, you are in the enemy's territory, and the crisis is lurking. Military advisor, if you break away from the army, it will be too dangerous."
When Ning Zhuo heard this, he immediately laughed: "General Liu didn't know, before leaving Mulun Town, General Mulan secretly gave me a life-saving talisman......"
Ning Zhuo simply introduced the power of this talisman to everyone present.
Guan Hong said in a calm tone: "The military strategist has such a method, which can indeed reduce many dangers and is very safe."
Zhang Hei sighed: "In this way, I can't walk with you, military advisor."
Speaking of this, he was still unwilling and looked at Liu Er: "Brother, why don't I act alone and let the military division go first, and I will follow up and rush to the Red Flower Camp to assist the friendly troops!"
When Liu Er heard that there was a life-saving talisman, the corners of his eyes twitched. Hearing that Zhang Hei also wanted to follow Ning Zhuo, his heart was full of displeasure.
He glared at Zhang Hei: "Third brother, don't mess around!"
He was about to continue to persuade Ning Zhuo.
As a result, how could Ning Zhuo be the one who changed his mind in just a few words? He bowed his hands directly: "Three generals, we will find an opportunity to meet in the future, and the kid will retire first, and strive to go and return early."
Ning Zhuo quickly broke away from the camp of the three generals and came to a wilderness.
He first dispatched a large number of mechanical puppets to actively eliminate them and bless himself.
He first blessed himself to the level of the golden elixir, and then took out Mulan's talisman and decisively crushed it.
The next moment, the space rippled, forming a violent fluctuation, swallowing Ning Zhuo into it.
Moon Hook Giant Wood Mountain.
In the deep night, the third red flower was already hooked on the high hanging crescent moon.
The entire Red Flower Camp was huddled into a ball, tired of defending.
Their opponent was a rain of arrows falling from the sky.
Each arrow is composed of moonlight, and there is a deadly murderous intent in its brilliance.
As a barbarian cultivator at the level of Yuan Ying, Di Zhi was good at close combat, and was confronting Mu Lan, and the battle situation became more and more intense for a while.
"Damn it!"
"There is no way to form a safflower form, our army is in a really dangerous situation."
The Red Flower Camp majored in the Red Flower Battle Formation.
Under this disadvantage, only the Red Flower Battlefield could stabilize its position.
Regarding this, Mulan could not be clearer after hundreds of battles.
Therefore, she spared no military strength and made a third attempt, but still failed.
Di Zhi snorted coldly: "Mulan, don't try to struggle, this is your burial place!"
The situation of Mulan and the Red Flower Camp fighting hard fell into the eyes of a primordial infant monk.
On the shoulder of the Yuan Ying monk, there was a starling.
The starling was also the aura of the primordial infant level, and at this moment, his consciousness was transmitted: "Master, if we don't take action, this army will really suffer heavy losses."
Monk Yuan Ying nodded slightly: "The Red Flower Camp is indeed an elite division, and it is indeed a pity to lose it. But the order I accepted is like this, it is okay to deliberately delay time and watch the Red Flower Camp suffer huge losses or even be destroyed."
"As long as Mulan's life is saved in the end."
The starling was stunned: "It's this kind of court dumping again! Hmph, it's really disappointing."
One person and one bird fell into silence one after another, no longer speaking, just watching the battle quietly.
If nothing else, this battle will evolve according to their minds.
But the beauty of reality is that accidents always come unexpectedly.
"Ning Zhuo used the life-saving talisman I gave him?" Mulan hesitated for a moment.
gritted her teeth, she did not hesitate to lose a lot of military strength and pulled Ning Zhuo.
The next moment, the space shook, and a person appeared out of thin air in the center of the battlefield.
This person was dressed in white, looked like a young man, and had a slightly larger head.
Who is it if not Ning Zhuo?
"Who is coming?"
"Just a golden pill?"
"No, he is not even a golden pill, just a foundation building monk!"
The ancient god of the blue moon, who was presiding over the dojo, was startled at first, and then relaxed.
But Di Zhuo sent a message to his divine consciousness to make him careful of Ning Zhuo, who performed quite well in the previous ambush battle.
"No matter how strong it is, it is only the golden elixir level." The ancient god of the blue moon became a god, and he had been high for too long, and he still didn't take Ning Zhuo seriously.
Ning Zhuo quickly looked around the battlefield, suppressing his surprise at the night, and he said: "So it's a dojo again."
"Hehe, we have it too."
"Old dice, come out for me!"
"Yes, master." At the next moment, the dice bone demon god transformed into his original form and appeared brazenly.
The dice bone dojo also immediately emanated, quickly eroding a space, competing with the Cangyue dojo.
The ancient god of the blue moon instantly changed color and exclaimed: "Dice bone demon god! What's wrong with you?!"
Dice Bone Demon God: "Cangyue God, you are now abandoning the darkness and turning to the light, but it's still too late."
The ancient god of the blue moon was angry for a while: "I...... You ......"