The First Sword of the Earth

"General Xu Xian, please rest here for a while.

About seven or eight days later, the higher-ups should arrange specific errands for you, the general, and they will probably let the general inspect the inner city. "

A shady official took Wang Sheng to a military camp, found a fairly clean tent, and introduced Wang Sheng in this way.

Wang Sheng nodded slowly, maintaining his character of ruthlessly killing the walker, and said calmly: "Got it."

The official smiled and cupped his hands, turned and left the place.

This military camp is located at the corner of the inner wall of Fengdu City;

In other words, Wang Sheng has been tossing and tossing for so long. Although he entered Fengdu City, he has been wandering around the corner all the time, and has not had a chance to go to the core of Fengdu Yinsi.

True edge rubbing operation.

At this moment, it is normal for the underworld to worry about him, and the Yin Division should arrange a series of tests.

As the saying goes, no one is perfect, so Wang Sheng decided to find a hobby for himself and make himself have some shortcomings, so that he would be more easily accepted by the underworld.

Such as being too conceited.

It is impossible to be lustful, and it is enough to have a senior sister in this life.

Moreover, before Wang Sheng entered the Nether Division, he also heard from Xu Zhongliang that the senior sister is currently in the Netherworld, but she is hiding in a relatively remote place and has not come to Fengdu City.

Not seeing each other for so many years, when Wang Sheng heard the name of the senior sister, he couldn't bear it for a while, and wanted to run to the senior sister's side.

But for one thing, now is the wrong time;

Secondly, this hell is not a good place for a reunion, it is better to settle the matter first, and then go to the relationship between the children.

Wang Sheng even thought that if he really couldn't beat Feng Jiu, he would directly take his senior sisters, masters, and younger sisters to hide in the ends of the world by virtue of the avenue of fortune.

Although the difficulty of this kind of thing is not lower than defeating Feng Jiu's forces head-on.

Inside the camp, all kinds of furnishings are well arranged, but they are a bit rudimentary after all.

Wang Sheng looked at Ling Sheng and said with a smile: "We depend on each other for our lives, let's continue."

"Yes, master," Lingsheng replied in a low voice, moved a chair, and sat at the door of the tent.

Wang Sheng drew a talisman casually, and the talisman formed a formation, completely covering the tent, and exuding a cold killing intent.

This Avenue of Slaughter can be regarded as genuine.

Wang Sheng checked the furniture here, but found nothing unusual. He took off his shoes and socks, lay directly on the wooden bed, and exhaled slowly.

Shura tribe...

breaking wind...

The Shura clan is now a small force in the Netherworld, and the masters of the Shura clan have almost been absorbed and digested by the underworld.

Wang Sheng found out about this in Fengdu City.

The Blood Sea Shura clan used to be "prominent for a while" in ancient times, but because they hindered the establishment of reincarnation, they were punished by the saints, and most of them were killed or injured from masters in the clan to ordinary clansmen.

Then the underworld was established, Shura made troubles, was constantly attacked by the underworld, and gradually was absorbed and led by the underworld.

This is a slow process of conquest, and up to now, many Shura masters can be found in the underworld.

Breaking the wind should be one of them.

Wang Sheng now has an advantage, which is the Yuantu sword in his hand.

This is the saber of the founder of the Shura clan, Minghe Patriarch, and it has extraordinary significance to the Shura clan

Moreover, the Shura clan is divided into upper and lower ranks, and the high-ranking Shura has all the control over the low-ranking Shura...

Do you want to absorb this force?

Or, use the Shura tribe as a small bargaining chip, and borrow them to participate in the game of the underworld?

This gave Wang Sheng new ideas.

Lying on the bed with his arms under his pillow, Wang Sheng thought about this matter quietly, and unconsciously...

fell asleep.

...

On the second day after being mixed into the Yin Division of the underworld, Wang Sheng saw with his own eyes the seriousness of the problem in the Yin Division at this time.

Two groups of soldiers and horses confronted each other on the road from the inner city to the forbidden area of ​​Yama in the Ten Halls. Their armors were similar, but they were at war with each other, as if there was a deep hatred.

Dare to feel, the intensification of conflicts has reached such a point.

But with the high wall blocking and the large formation covering it, none of the monks outside knew what was going on inside the underworld.

This also gave Wang Sheng more and more convenient opportunities.

A few days later, Bian Zhong and two high-ranking magistrates with beards of the same style had a drink with Wang Sheng, asked Wang Sheng some questions on the sidelines, and became friends with each other.

A few days later, Wang Sheng, who had been staying peacefully in his tent, received a message from outside.

In order to ensure the secrecy, before entering the underworld, Wang Sheng painstakingly created a pair of Jade Talismans with the avenue of good fortune.

This pair of messenger talismans can only transmit simple text messages, and each time cannot exceed a hundred words, but they are extremely secretive, even if a few experts stare helplessly, they cannot feel any fluctuations.

Taking advantage of Qiankun's inattention, the news spread.

The content of the letter is very simple, it is to report what happened outside these few days.

The chaos in Fengdu City has reached a certain peak, and more and more monks are gathering, which has far exceeded the level that the underworld can maintain order.

But the underworld reacted very quickly. A large number of soldiers and horses were transferred to Fengdu City, and other places were left alone to protect the inner city.

On the other hand, Feng Jiu's forces seemed to sense something and began to move frequently.

First, in the Immortal Sacred Realm, Feng Jiu's power, which had been exposed, began to have masters 'disappearing';

Then there was the passage from the Immortal Sacred Realm to the Netherworld, where continuous monk battles broke out, and several major forces were involved, which seemed to be due to the toll problem.

There is another piece of news that also makes Wang Sheng a little concerned.

Monk Huai Jing led a support team from the Earth Cultivation Realm, and it is said that they have successfully infiltrated the Netherworld;

Xu Zhongliang asked Wang Sheng's opinion whether to let them participate in the chaos in Fengdu City.

Wang Sheng thought for a while, took the jade board, and typed a few lines of text.

He still has a little selfishness, and he doesn't want to let a group of young masters who have spent ten thousand years growing up in the cultivation world be buried here in vain.

'Let them do what they need to do. '

Just for this sentence, Xu Zhongliang must have known how to arrange it.

It is quite easy to have this kind of nanny-type military advisor.

The day when the underworld chooses Lord Yan is getting closer.

Twenty days after Wang Sheng infiltrated the Underworld, he finally got his own 'reward'.

The first errand he received in the underworld was the "army preparation" Soul Gathering General, whose superficial authority was to supervise the process of living souls and true spirits from entering the Netherworld to gathering in Fengdu City.

In fact, he has now become a young general in the underworld, temporarily standing in Bian Zhong's forces, ready to fight another force at any time.

At this time, Wang Sheng could only infer from Bian Zhong's words that he was the underworld sect who defended Empress Hou Tu.

The other faction was named by Wang Sheng...

The underworld troublemakers.

It is not easy to contact the other party directly, and Wang Sheng has no preparation plan.

After entering the Nether Division, he had to take a step at a time. As long as he didn't make him sacrifice his masculinity, the other problems were not too big a problem.

——Joke words.

Once you get a job, you naturally have to work.

Wang Sheng put on an indifferent face every day, and led a team of ghost messengers to patrol back and forth along the inner city wall.

The majestic holy spirit, the first false power in the earth cultivation world, the successor of the avenue of good fortune, a man who can affect the life and death of countless living beings.

In the underworld... mixed up as a little patrolling general!

But it does have many advantages.

For example, when Wang Sheng was constantly inspecting, he could see all kinds of people from the underworld and the underworld, and he could occasionally see the location of Yama in the Ten Temples and a corner of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Wang Sheng had been patient all the time, and instead of going to the 'background review officer' of the Shura tribe, he went to the underworld to investigate 'Pofeng'.

Small indifference leads to chaos and big plans, and now I can't show the slightest "ambition" for the underworld.

However, Wang Sheng didn't expect that if he didn't go looking for Pofeng, Pofeng found him openly.

I didn't even come alone, nor did I choose a dark and windy night;

So dignified and dignified, when Wang Sheng finished his patrol and went back to his camp to rest, he brought a pair of Shura men and women with dark skin and cool clothes to visit.

Wang Sheng: ...

According to his own personality, Wang Sheng still put on a cold expression, sitting on the bed, watching the three figures who broke into his tent, frowning slightly.

Ling Sheng also stood up, her fingertips were shining with colorful lights, and there were a little bloodstains in her eyes.

"who are you?"

Wang Sheng frowned.

Yincha Pofeng also frowned slightly. She was wearing a blood-red gauze dress, which gave people a feeling of draping a curtain on her body.

Most of the Shura women like to dress like this, and they don't know why.

Po Feng whispered: "Don't you remember me?"

"Yin Cha," Wang Sheng said calmly, "It seems that there is no need for you and me to meet directly."

"Come here today, I have something to ask," Pofeng said in a low voice without being angry at all, "Can you show your Yuantu sword to my two clansmen."

Wang Sheng nodded, and casually summoned the Yuantu sword, suspended in his palm, and slowly spun it.

The gazes of the three Shuras immediately fell on this innate killing spirit treasure, and there was a sense of relief on Pofeng's face, with sentimentality and tenderness in their eyes.

Wang Sheng also couldn't understand her specific state of mind, but he always felt that she was now...

It should be very touching.

But the two figures behind Pofeng made completely different movements.

The male Shura trembled all over, lowered his head, leaned over, and actually knelt down deeply, kissing the cold soil of Fengdu City, shouting "Old Ancestor...Old Ancestor..." incessantly.

But the young Shura, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, with short skirt, leather boots and long blood-colored hair, smiled charmingly.

There were two tiny ripples in her eyes, and the hidden dao rhyme in her body was slowly revealed, and her strength was actually a little higher than that of Pofeng.

Wang Sheng immediately felt that his head was a little dizzy, and he chuckled softly in his heart, but he pretended to be sweating on his forehead and short of breath;

At the side, Lingsheng secretly glanced at her master, her face was also pale, pretending that she had been tricked.

Pofeng suddenly turned around, looked at the clansman behind him, and said coldly: "Minita, are you sure you want to do this?"

"The ancestor's treasure should be returned to our Shura clan, Pofeng, don't stop me."

Wang Sheng observed secretly from the side, and found that Pofeng obviously hesitated for a moment, but took half a step back to the side.

The Shura master with a short skirt and leather boots, swaying his almost "slim" waist, walked up to Wang Sheng step by step.

The blood in her eyes became more and more intense, and the strands of Dao rhyme surrounding Wang Sheng's body were like shackles, imprisoning Wang Sheng's Dao and Yuanshen.

The Asura girl raised her hand to grab the silver-white sword hilt, but was stopped by Wang Sheng's immortal power, and a charming chuckle appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Can you give it to me?"

"Okay," Wang Sheng murmured, and the immortal power in the palm of his hand slowly withdrew.

A bit of disdain flashed across the eyes of the Asura girl, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more charming.

But at this time, a series of immortal senses enveloped this place, as if the master of the underworld and the underworld did not want the Yuantu sword taken away by this woman. .

However, the raised slender hand of the Shura girl just grabbed the hilt of Yuan Tu's sword.

The sword vibrated slightly, and a silvery-white sword glow suddenly bloomed, without any warning, it slashed straight at the face of the Shura girl!