Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

After replenishing the energy in his body, Gu Chensha looked to the northwest with an proud expression.

In the past, it might have taken half a year to get back, but now... Gu Chensha flashed a dragon-shaped runestone on his chest, and his body disappeared instantly - within three days, that was enough!

[The level of the ancient sunken sand halo has been improved, reaching five stars, the halo is completed, and the re-marking is completed! 】

Hua Yunfei turned on the system, saw this prompt, and smiled secretly:

"Have you received the inheritance from the Dragon Talisman Emperor? The improvement is so huge. It seems to be a good thing! You, Gu Chensha, have specially given this opportunity to me, so I'll thank you in advance!"

Millions of monks entered the barbarian plains. Some small tribes along the way looked at the giant fleet passing by in the air with fear and prayed secretly.

These small tribes are the most pitiful barbarians. Fertile pastures can only be found deep in the grasslands, but they all belong to large tribes.

These small tribes were driven to the desert near the border and lived a miserable life.

If you plunder the human race, you will kowtow in front of Yongju City until your head is bloody. If you go deep into the grassland, you will be annexed by the big tribes.

Whenever a large tribe invades the human race, it cannot be too miserable to be plundered first and then have to bear the scapegoat and face the violent revenge of the human race.

Today they can be considered as escaping a disaster. This time the legion is a crusade aimed at the core of the barbarians and has no interest in them.

It wasn't until the fleet had gone away that the barbarians from these small tribes dared to struggle to get up, look up at the sky, and thank the barbarian gods for their blessing and escape.

Of course, there are also some violent barbarians who are strong enough and come to the border specifically to plunder human villages and caravans.

Seeing the floating city-like military warships passing by, these medium-sized tribes clamored crazily, and there were even fearless barbarian warriors rising into the air to attack the warships.

These small problems are usually solved with a single shot of the magic energy cannon.

After marching for a few days and going deep into the grassland, the barbarian tribes became much rarer. Correspondingly, the size of the tribe has also become much larger. Among them were barbarian monks at Hualong and even Xiantai levels. Seeing the mighty human warships, they desperately fled backwards.

Of course, there is no way to escape. The human race's ten thousand-mile surprise attack is just to catch the barbarians off guard. How can they let one of them escape?

They wiped out many quasi-large tribes along the way, with outstanding military exploits, but the barbarians seemed to be unaware of it and allowed the humans to approach the hinterland of the grassland without showing any signs of resistance.

Hua Yunfei has been doing nothing these days, traveling around the ship, but he gets along well with everyone.

The straightforward and arrogant leader of the Tomahawk Army, the steady and taciturn leader of the Thunder Flame Army, Black Dragon Taoist, and the scheming and cold leader of the Frostbite Army, Old Man Kumu.

The momentum was overwhelming and they were singing loudly all the way, but everyone knew in their hearts that a bloody battle was about to come.

On this day, Hua Yunfei was browsing the system in his room. With a huge sum of 6 million, he could still buy a lot of good things. However, a legion monk knocked on the door and said that King Bingjian asked him to come over.

After a brief combing, Hua Yunfei followed the ordering monk and flew to the flagship.

Entering the bridge, the commanders and deputy commanders of all the major armies were already present, sitting in two rows, waiting for King Bingjian to announce the affairs. Hua Yunfei found a seat and sat down casually, combing through the confiscated Qiankun bag storage rings in various ways.

"I invite you all to come here this time to prepare for war. The barbarian army has begun to gather."

Zhang Kuang slapped the table, stood up and said with a bold smile: "It's exactly what I want. Those tribes will collapse at the first touch. It's so unsatisfactory that my bloody ax will grow hair!"

King Bingjian glared at him and sat down obediently.

However, when he made such a fuss, the atmosphere immediately relaxed.

"It's ridiculous that the barbarians didn't react until we reached the door!"

Taoist Black Dragon smiled and spoke, but King Bingjian shook his head, indicating that there was a reason for the incident.

"Recently, we have captured many barbarians who escaped. Kumu even captured the 19th prince of the barbarians."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked at Old Man Kumu. The latter nodded slightly, but his face was still gloomy, as if King Bingjian was not talking about him at all.

"The current leader of the barbarian tribe is the ancient sinking sand who returned to the barbarian tribe at some point!"

Zhang Kuang sneered, patted Hua Yunfei on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Who I thought it was, turned out to be the Ninth Prince Gu Chensha, who had one of his arms chopped off by Brother Hua and fled in embarrassment, hahaha..."

"Shut up, you're so arrogant!"

Old Man Kumu's voice was as cold as a jackdaw, dry and sharp. He cringed his neck and shut his mouth obediently.

Although Kumu has a cold and gloomy face, he is very respected in the army.

"After seeing each other for three days, we should look at each other with new eyes. This ancient sunken sand is no longer the same ancient sunken sand..."

"Stop, stop, dead wood, let me speak!"

The black dragon was not afraid of the dead wood and interrupted him with a smile. Deadwood didn't show any anger, he leaned back on the chair again, closed his eyes and rested.

"Yes, commander of the three armies, I don't know anything!"

Arrogantly grunted in dissatisfaction, and Wang Jingjian smiled and cursed:

"You go out to attack barbarians all day long, how can you have time to listen to intelligence. Stop arguing and listen to Black Dragon talk about the current situation!"

Taoist Black Dragon bowed to King Bingjian, held his hands in front of everyone, and began to talk about the situation of the barbarians.

The barbarian king Gu Taxian has not come out of seclusion, and the most popular eldest prince has died. Gu Chensha returns to the barbarians with the power of the return of the king. After learning the news, he takes over the power and wants to raise his troops to attack the human race.

But the Barbarian King had dozens of heirs, including chiefs of major tribes and temple priests, and no one was convinced by this one-armed prince.

Facing these dissatisfied tribesmen, he even laughed at his own origin and had his arm cut off by a human monk...

Gu Shensha's method is very simple and effective. There is only one word - kill!

(Is Gu Taxian’s identity just a barbarian king? Squint and smile... Please give me your first decision in the early morning!)