Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

At night, it's cold.

Deep in the underworld, in the palace hall.

The man stood in the center of the hall, his eyes unwavering, looking into the distance, as if he could see through the void, thoughtfully.

"General, what should we do now?"

On the side, He Wannian lowered his body and asked respectfully. His posture could be described as extremely low.

silent.

After a while, the man suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha…"

With piercing eyes, he said coldly, "A living genius? In this world, they don't have the space to speak!"

"It's time for those old guys to wake up. It's time for the world to see the bygone era..."

He Wannian's face changed slightly, and there was some shock in his pupils. However, it was covered up by him in just a moment, and he followed the man silently without saying a word.

In the sky, a blood moon loomed in the sky, scarlet stained the entire earth, and the evil spirit reached its extreme.

The man's momentum increased, and the terrifying pressure spread rapidly to the surroundings. He walked out of the hall step by step with steady steps.

In the capital city, demons were dancing wildly, and the howls of ghosts and wolves echoed throughout the city, reaching into the sky.

A veritable hell of Shura.

Below, tens of thousands of figures fell into madness, fully armed, and their eyes were full of fanaticism, reverence and fear as they looked at the man.

The man raised his right hand slightly and pressed it lightly in the air, and the noisy sounds in the city stopped instantly.

He showed an imperceptible smile and looked down at the figures below like a king.

The body shook, black gold armor, satin red silk, suddenly appeared, crowning his body, his right hand was held empty, and a black gold halberd appeared.

After condensing the momentum, a halberd broke through the air, the stream of light tore open the sky, the sky was stained with blood, the wind and clouds changed, and the thunder rolled.

"Mount the army!"

"The city is in full swing!"

Base West.

After thousands of years of geological changes, the originally endless plains have turned into mountains and ravines.

The mountains and valleys are covered with dead trees, broken halberds and soldiers are scattered everywhere, withered bones and remains buried in the black soil, it is an ancient battlefield.

Deep in the forest, a camp stands tall and majestic. It cannot be said to be grand, but it also looks unusual.

"Ha ha ha ha."

In the camp, a fat man who was three meters tall and had a hideous scar on his face was eating a big meal.

In front of him, there were lumps of unknown black viscous objects, as well as a tank of foul-smelling black wine, which made it difficult to appetite.

However, the man regarded them as delicacies, so he grabbed a large handful and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he did not forget to pick up the wine jar and poured all of them into his mouth.

After drinking and eating, he propped up his fat body and looked towards the direction of the base.

"An, you are really not afraid of death," he said with a deep look.

From the side, a slightly thin man walked out, "Brother, what should we do?"

"Huh, what should I do..."

The man touched the scar on his face, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart. However, for just a moment, his eyes were filled with anger, and he sneered, "I can't forget about my scar like this."

With that said, he stood up, stretched out reluctantly, and said with relief, "It's been so many years, it's time to get some air."

The man beside him was a little hesitant, but seeing the unquestionable look in his eyes, he still acquiesced.

"Little ones, it's time to get to work!"

At the same time, in the base.

A man in military training uniform strode to the general command room with a panicked expression.

"It's not good! Chief, large energy fluctuations are rising in the three directions of the base, east, west, north and south at the same time."

"The Mingxu broke out!"

"oh?"

Zhao Wenlong raised his eyebrows and asked slowly, "Where is the south? There won't be any movement, right?"

The man was stunned for a moment. Shouldn't this situation be extremely urgent? How could it be...

After a flash of thought, he shook his head honestly and said dullly, "No, I haven't noticed anything unusual at the moment."

"Hey, that Dazhu Kingdom is really extraordinary." Zhao Wenlong stood up, leisurely brewed a pot of tea, and said to himself.

Immediately, he picked up the badge and laughed, "Hello? Old Feng, the tea will get cold if you don't come..."

"What? Don't you know my tea? My favorite drink is tea. Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people."

"Don't ask so many questions, just stay away!"

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to talk, he directly cut off the signal, leaving no room for the other party.

"Hey, I'm sure I'll let you drink as much as a pot..."

A set of operations flowed smoothly, and the man looked at it for a moment. Was this the same leader he knew?

Without waiting for him to say anything else, Zhao Wenlong spoke directly, "Ahem, you go back first, pay close attention to the movements in the Mingxu, and report immediately if there is any situation."

"yes!"

The man calmed down, immediately performed a military salute, and exited the room. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a respectful look at Zhao Wenlong.

Doesn’t this fit the saying? Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, and it can also be said that a soldier never tires of deceit...

…

"Roar…"

"You're yelling at your mother!"

In the place of trial, an evil spirit had just appeared and was roaring in the sky. Cheng Yong struck out with an ax at an untimely time, directly interrupting the spellcasting and splitting it in half. The technique was extremely cruel.

On the side, Cheng Yaojin looked even more crazy. He swung a two-meter long horse and turned into a whirlwind and rushed into the pile of little evil spirits. With a wave of his hand, a mass of corpses were laid out, crushing them like an overwhelming mountain. It can be called a magic weapon to relieve stress.

"Hahaha, your Grandpa Cheng is here..."

While beating and scolding, his skills became more and more proficient, and he was able to solve them all in three strokes, five strokes and two divisions.

At this time, in the desolate place ahead, black energy gathered, and a figure holding an iron-blooded spear appeared, blocking Qin Ye and the others. The mid-candlelight state made him stand out among the evil spirits.

"Jie Jie Jie...I opened this road..."

It chuckled, but before it could finish speaking, a blue light appeared, and terrifying energy exploded instantly, wrapping it tightly inside.

An unpretentious strike…

The light dissipated, and a huge pit appeared in front of several people, and the figures of the evil spirits disappeared and turned into black energy...

No, the blue spiritual fire is attached to it, like dry wood encountering a fierce fire, it will be burned out in just a few seconds.

It left quietly, just as it came quietly, leaving no trace, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry...

"Let's go, it's too late, there are more and more evil spirits," Qin Ye reminded him as if nothing happened, as if he hadn't done what he did just now.

Cheng Yong couldn't help but give a thumbs up, then opened the badge and saw the Mingxu map from Zhao Wenlong, and said loudly, "Oh, there are still more than a hundred miles left, and I don't know how long it will take to get there." …”

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Ye unabashedly. Since Old Qin was so good at playing with swords, it must not be difficult to fly with a sword in the novel, right?

"Hey", Qin Ye smiled. As long as the fat man opened his mouth, he knew what fart the other person wanted to fart, whether it was fragrant or smelly, without even smelling it.

The spiritual power was gathered together, and the sword condensation technique was performed with one hand. With a "swish" sound, three long swords of spiritual light appeared.

"Stand still."

Qin Ye grinned. He seemed to have not experienced this feeling of doing what he said for a long time...

Then, let’s indulge for once…