40,000 Years of Cultivation

These words were like a whirlwind, and instantly shocked the minds of all Wuman monks.

The greed for treasures and the excitement for official positions were all swept away, and all the witch-barbarian monks were stunned and dumbfounded.

No blame for the night attack!

Kill all the ghost Qin people!

This, is this too exaggerated?

Only Li Yao cheered loudly in his heart.

That's it!

During the day, Ling Shoujing deliberately was in the public at large and announced that tomorrow he would formally canonize Huo Wuji as "Tusi of Wunan" on behalf of the emperor.

In the evening, there was a big feast, a drunken revelry, and announcing the selection of warriors for the next three days.

All he did was to confuse the other person and make the other person think that he really wanted to compete with Gui Qinren in some "Yummatsu Challenge".

As everyone knows, from the beginning, he had no plans to fight a ghost ring.

This Wunan Wulu recruited the system and had one idea from beginning to end—to directly kill the barbarians and enemy chieftains who were not convinced by Wang Hua, and simply cut the matter off!

From Ling Shoujing's decision, Li Yao could see the momentum of the heavenly empire to suppress the world.

This is right, how can the military affairs really be handed over to the ring to decide, and even more than one hundred ring games have been played in a row? are you crazy!

Li Yao's expectations for the IQ of the senior leaders of the Ancient Sage Realm increased slightly by another level.

The real Wuman monk did not wear as much as he thought. Many people became agitated after a moment of silence.

"This--"

"For hundreds of years, our Wunan rule has been to use the Yum Grand Challenge to determine success or failure. If the two sides do not agree to use the Yum Grand Challenge to resolve disputes, it will be fine. Now we have already said that we will go to the Yum Grand Challenge. Raid before the ring, this, is this bad?"

"I will be punished by the ghost who has died on Yum!"

"Venerable Black Moon is the host of this Yum! The two brothers of the Huo Family only stopped the peace talks because of his face. We rushed to make a surprise attack. What should I do with Venerable Black Moon?"

Everyone talked about each other, and they had different opinions. In the end, they were not afraid of how powerful the Ghost Qin people were, but afraid of the anger of Venerable Black Moon.

This time, the peace talks were carried out only for the sake of Venerable Black Moon, but in the end, he wanted to tear his skin and attack him. Where did he put Venerable Black Moon?

Yuan Ying's anger is not trivial, and Ling Shoujing may still be able to resist with the halo of the great dry angel. These native witch-man monks, they must not be able to blatantly hit the face of Venerable Black Moon like this.

Ling Shoujing smiled confidently and gave a light high-five. The back of the military tent made a squeaky sound and walked out of the two of them.

The first is Huo Wuji, the leader of Wuman who tends to do more.

The second one is impressively the number one master of Wunan 5th Road, a great witch who is respected among the hundred clans of Wunan, the middleman of this negotiation and the host of Yum!

For a while, only the sound of horrified inhalation was left in the big cowhide tent.

Fortunately, this big tent was sewn with nine layers of cowhide inside and out. Layers of cowhide were sandwiched with talisman to isolate fluctuations. No matter how loud the noise inside, it would not be heard from the outside.

"I have been fooled by Huo Wugui!"

Venerable Black Moon’s big, miserable face was as white as a full moon, full of grievances that he didn’t have during the day, and he said straightforwardly, “Huo Wujiu lied to me that it was Huo Wuji and the Dagan Assassin who murdered the Huo Lu Patriarch. It's just revenge for my father. I don't pay attention to it for a while, and if I trust his nonsense, I will promise to be a guarantor in my name and set up a Yum-san to decide this matter!"

"But now, I found a clue, it was obviously this awful thing that killed my father!"

"He killed his father, and betrayed the imperial court that had always treated Wunan with special care, vainly attempting to engulf the entire Wunan Hundred Thousand Mountains into the boundless war! Such a person must have been invaded by demons. After being stolen by the Cthulhu, I am no longer qualified to show off in the Yum!"

"My identity is special. Many of the Dongzhai tribes that follow Huo Wuji have been protected by me. Although I am now on the side of Gui Qin, I can't bear to ask them to do it myself."

"Anyway, from this moment on until the dawn, no matter what happens, I will never ask!"

After Venerable Black Moon said these words, it seemed that his anger had not disappeared, and he glanced at everyone coldly, then turned back to the back of the military account, and soon even his breath disappeared.

This is also an old treacherous fox, and he still has the idea to sit on the hill and watch the tiger fight.

Regardless of whether it is a decisive battle in the arena or a surprise attack before the arena, you can decide the victory or defeat as you go, and don't hurt his muscles and bones.

With his guarantee, many Wuman monks cheered for joy.

And Ling Shoujing's next words made them even more **** and screaming.

"Wait a moment in the battle, who can cut off a head of the opponent's witch monk, reward one hundred catties of gold, ten catties of spar; cut down a head of monk ghost Qin, reward three hundred catties of gold, crystal Thirty catties of stone! If you kill Huo Wugui and the leader of Ghost Qin, you will reward a hundred catties of spar!"

Li Yao knew that the spar smelting and refining process of the ancient sacred world was not yet developed, and most of the spars they used were raw ore with a lot of impurities.

Even so, the spar, which is usually considered as "gram", is now thirty or fifty catties, or one hundred catties, which is quite staggering.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man, Ling Shoujing and strategizing, even the Venerable Black Moon had negotiated in advance and faintly supported them.

This gave many Wuman cultivators a sense of complete success and success!

At the moment, morale has soared to the extreme.

The 68 Wuman monks carefully selected by Ling Shoujing were originally a breed with well-developed limbs and simple minds. Coupled with this instigation, they have become hungry and crazy tigers.

He didn't think it was enough, he even added fuel to the fire, and brought another bucket of "Ling Xiao Drunk".

However, Li Yao tasted a certain stimulant ingredient from these liquors.

Similar to the stormy star thief group he once encountered in the flying star world, before fighting, he likes to inject a stimulant "burn" into the star thief, which stimulates nerve endings, stimulates the secretion of adrenaline, and stimulates the potential of the soul. effect!

Drinking these fine wines mixed with excitement potions, the monk Wuman turned red eyes, not afraid of the sky, like a vicious hungry ghost.

After half an hour.

It was the darkest moment before dawn.

It is also the time when people sleep the sweetest, deepest, and least likely to wake up.

There was already a snoring in the camp of Huo Wuji, but there were also a handful of "energetic" Wuman monks who were still drinking and singing, laughing, as if they were still in a banquet.

A night raid squad composed entirely of cultivators who covered the aura and figure with the night walking shadowless clothing, but quietly left the camp, bypassed the back of the Huolu Walled City, and rushed towards the opposite camp.

In the camp of Huo Wugui, there was still silence at this moment.

Since the appointment was made three days later, the Yum-Battle will be used to decide the battle, the Wuman and the Ghost-Qin monks on Huo Wugui's side, of course, have to regenerate their energy and wait for work.

Around the camp, there were only a few high and low torches, and under the swaying fireflies, there were still a few clever monks Ghost Qin who were still awake.

But they came from the cold and windy northern grassland, and they were very uncomfortable with the humid and smoggy southwestern jungle. They were also tortured by the miasma and mosquitoes, one by one, with sleepy eyes and straight heads.

The night raid team was like a crocodile covered in mud, crawling out of the swamp silently, and slowly crawling towards the prey under the cover of night.

Infiltrating more than 100 meters away from the Huowujiao camp, the "crocodile" gradually divided into five smaller and agile snakes.

Up to this moment, the Huo Wugui camp was still calm and calm, as if they had never dreamed that the Wang Shi would come to sneak attack, regardless of the agreement of Yum.

"what!"

Suddenly, a stern scream tore through the silent night sky and opened the curtain of a tragic surprise.

"Boom! Boom boom boom!"

Taiyi Zhu Xinlei exploded in series in Huo Wugui's camp, blowing up countless camps and Wuman soldiers into the air.

Ling Shoujing led hundreds of masters in the Black Tiger Iron Guard, rushing from left to right in the Huowugui camp, arson, beheaded, and trampled.

Jin Dan female sword repair Ling Lan is invincible because she is one person with one sword.

The Wuman monk was dazzled by the reward, and he looked like a tiger at the gate, which was a hundred times more ferocious than in the daytime.

With the three-pronged approach, countless Wuman soldiers were beheaded to death by swords and swords in their sleep, and the entire camp was on the verge of collapse in a sea of ​​fire.

Ling Shoujing, Ling Lanyin, and Monk Wuman had three arrows with three arrows, and they were in the middle of the camp without any effort.

The progress of the war is really going too smoothly, and it is a little frustrating.

Up to this moment, most of the savage soldiers killed by them were local generals, and even half of the witch cultivators under Huo Wugui's commandment hadn't been encountered.

Ling Shoujing and Ling Lan faintly smelled a weird smell.

But the brutal monk Wuman couldn't take care of so much.

"The front is Huo Wugui's big account. Go in!"

Dozens of witch-man monks screamed and threw into the most beautiful military account.

But what followed was not the expected sound of swords and swords, but a loud bang!

After a burst of smoke and dust, the entire military account fell into a huge underground pit. The cyan flames lingered in the pit turned into countless ghost hands, entangled dozens of witchman monks tightly, and burned to death!

"woo woo woo woo--"

In the forests of Wunan Mountain, there was the sound of wolf bone horns that often sounded on the northern Youyun prairie.

"Flap! Pop! Pop! Pop!"

One after another, fireworks like cannonballs hit the air, bursting into the clouds, shining the earth like daylight.

The elite Xuanhu Iron Guards brought by Ling Shoujing, including the golden core female sword Xiu Ling Lanyin, shrank into a ball under the tragic white light, with nowhere to hide.

In the dark jungle all around, the lights flickered, the shadows were full of shadows, and the wolves howled and how many ghosts and Qin knights were surrounded by them!