Chapter 2597: Lightspeed Conquest

"It's time to go, but before I set off, I have to explain a few things..." Feng Yixiu nodded, and then continued: "Everyone's best to look for some powerful heroic spirits, and it is best to use sword-type heroic spirits. Lord."
Before obtaining this huge real dragon heroic spirit group, Feng Yixiu was still thinking about how to gather 10,000 heroic spirits in a short period of time, and there is still room for selection.
But now, from time to time, conquering 10,000 Heroic Spirits within half a month is no longer a problem for him, and naturally he has to put forward higher requirements for the quality of Heroic Spirits.
The real dragon heroic spirit is naturally the most suitable for Feng Yixiu, followed by the heroic spirit of the sword department. After all, Feng Yixiu finally awakened the magic sword and not others, which is of great significance for him to cultivate the sword soul.
"There's nothing wrong with this. Sword-type Heroic Spirits in Wanbing Tomb are the mainstream, and raising 10,000 Sword-type Heroic Spirits is just a piece of cake!" A more active True Dragon Heroic Spirit echoed loudly below.
"There is one more thing to tell you, we still have to be a little more polite, after all, everyone will be friends from now on..." Feng Yixiu touched his nose and looked at the real dragons and heroic spirits who were eager to try, and there was an ominous foreboding.
"That's natural, our dragon family has always convinced people with reason!" An extremely muscular man clenched his fists and said loudly.
"There is nothing else to pay attention to, we can prepare to go!" Feng Yixiu nodded with satisfaction, and immediately prepared to head deeper into the Wanbing Tomb.
"Let go of this king..."
But before the official departure, there was a commotion from the rear of the large team, and I saw two real dragon heroic spirits escorting the nine-colored dragon king to come forward.
Also under control was a dragon general, who was an elite dragon general who had been assigned to the same group as the Nine-Colored Dragon King before.
"Lord Qi, these two are sneaky, I don't know if they are conspiring!" An ancient real dragon Yingling who was in charge of the bowed slightly and reported.
Feng Yixiu was also shocked when he saw the Nine-Colored Dragon King. It was really a flood that rushed to the Dragon King Temple. He didn't expect to meet again in this way not long after they separated.
However, he was a little surprised at the time, and even then there was a warm current in his heart. The Nine-Colored Dragon King must have thought that he was in danger, so he came to him specially.
If normal people saw such a huge scene, I am afraid they would have slipped away, but the Nine-Colored Dragon King did not flee in the face of thousands of real dragons and heroic spirits, but came to help regardless of the danger.
"Young Master, you are..."
The Nine-colored Dragon King looked at Feng Yixiu with a puzzled expression, she really couldn't understand the current situation.
Why do these ferocious ancient real dragons and heroic spirits look forward to Feng Yixiu? Even if she wants to break her head, she doesn't know how the young master did it.
"Don't be nervous, everyone, this is my subordinate, let her go!" Feng Yixiu waved his hand and said solemnly.
"It turned out to be a subordinate of the Lord, please forgive me!"
The two ancient real dragon heroic spirits in charge of escorting were also taken aback, for fear that they would be blamed by Feng Yixiu for this, they immediately half-kneeled in fear.
"Those who don't know are innocent, not only innocent, the two of you can be so vigilant, which is enough to prove your loyalty, I will take the lead in taking you two as sword souls..."
Feng Yixiu shook his head, personally helped the two ancient real dragons and heroic spirits, and said softly.
As Emperor Shura, he naturally knows the importance of giving both kindness and power. His thunderous wrist just now has given him enough power, and now he needs to exert grace.
"Thank you for the grace of the Lord!" The two ancient real dragon heroic spirits were also grateful, and their expressions were quite excited.
There are more and more ancient real dragon heroic spirits gathered now, and Feng Yixiu has not promised to accept all the heroic spirits present as heroic spirits, and this commitment is the best grace for them.
"Guru..."
The Nine-colored Dragon King on the side is now stunned. It is incredible that two ancient heroic spirits who were close to the initial stage of the legendary realm turned into Feng Yixiu's sword souls and became so servile.
Feng Yixiu was moved when he saw that the Nine-Colored Dragon King still had a lot of injuries and was carrying a few ancient soldiers behind him.
Although the quality of these ancient soldiers is not too high, they were also conquered by the Nine-Colored Dragon King at the risk of her life. It can be seen that she is also using her life to help Feng Yixiu to complete the awakening of the magic soldiers.
"The Nine-Colored Dragon King, you've worked hard!" Feng Yixiu patted the Nine-Colored Dragon King on the shoulder and said condensedly.
"Young Master, what's going on?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.
"This is not easy to explain, mainly thanks to Little Pudding's influence in the ancient times..." Feng Yixiu stroked Little Pudding's soft hair and smiled, "But anyway, this is a good thing. , we don't have to continue the adventure."
"Does this little one have such a big face?" The Nine-Colored Dragon King glanced at Feng Yixiu's arms, and asked with a suspicious look on his face.
"Hmph... Who do you look down on! Young master is very powerful, okay?" Little Pudding muttered with a grudge on his face.
"Yes, yes... Anyway, this time you really did a great job!" Feng Yixiu smiled slightly, and rubbed Little Pudding's sensual little face quite indulgently.
"You just talk about it, and you don't know how to give some rewards!" Little Pudding held up his proud head, and the thief's eyes kept peeking at Feng Yixiu.
Feng Yixiu shook his head helplessly, flipped his palm and took out a Brahma Blood Devil Fruit, handed it to Little Pudding, and said softly, "Eat it...you deserve it."
"Hehe... It's almost the same!" Little Pudding smiled happily after getting the magic fruit, and slid into Feng Yixiu's cuff while holding the magic fruit.
After everything was ready, Feng Yixiu began to turn around slowly, pointing the spear in his hand to the depths of Wanbing Tomb, and said loudly: "Everyone, let's go!"
"Roar!"
Thousands of real dragons and heroic spirits roared in unison, and the earth-shattering dragon roar resounded throughout the ten thousand soldiers tombs, and almost all the ancient soldiers began to tremble.
These ancient heroic spirits may not know what happened, but they have already predicted that an unprecedented shock will inevitably occur in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Soldiers.
"Boom..."
The mighty ancient heroic army, led by Feng Yixiu, began to sweep away the ancient heroic spirits on a large scale. The giant dragon lady and the nine-colored dragon king stood on both sides to her, followed by thousands of ancient real dragon heroic spirits. The size is astounding.
All the fear comes from the lack of firepower. In the eyes of the current Feng Yixiu, the eerie Wanbing Tomb seems to have no danger and mystery in his imagination.
Feng Yixiu looked leisurely and wandered, constantly sweeping the passing sword mound, as if he really regarded the depths of the Wanbing mound as his own back garden.
Almost all the ancient soldiers who were swept by Feng Yixiu's eyes were too frightened to act rashly, and some were even timid, trembling slightly, for fear of being beaten if they disagreed.
If Feng Yixiu hadn't carried this huge ancient dragon army, I'm afraid he would have been actively attacked by many ancient heroic spirits, but no ancient heroic spirits dare to launch an offensive now, because it is no different from courting death.
"That ancient holy soldier looks pretty good..." Feng Yixiu stopped abruptly, looked at an ancient demon sword not far away, and said lightly.
This ancient demon sword was extremely well preserved, and the whole body showed a faint magic light of dark purple, and the faintly exuding magic energy was also extremely astonishing.
"call out!"
But just as Feng Yixiu's voice fell, the ancient demon sword rose from the ground, since it wanted to escape!
The reason why this ancient demon sword escaped was because he was frightened by this terrifying battle, and he didn't know what Feng Yixiu's purpose was. Running away was naturally the best choice.
"Where to run!"
Hundreds of ancient real dragons and heroic spirits shot at the same time, and the overwhelming coercion blocked all the escape routes of the ancient magic sword.
"boom!"
The two temperamental real dragon heroic spirits shot with a bang, with a wide-bladed giant sword in both hands, and slammed down the ancient demon sword floating in the air.
I saw one of them forcibly dragged the ancient heroic soul out of the ancient demon sword, and it turned out to be a swordsman of the demon race.
"Go away!"
The ancient demon lord slammed his sword into the ground, and a heavy sword pressure erupted, knocking the two surrounding ancient real dragons out.
It has to be said that the strength of this ancient demon is also extremely powerful. If he fights alone, even the real dragon and heroic spirit of the same realm will not be defeated.
"Dare to fight back, court death!"
This move directly angered the entire Ancient Era's True Dragon Legion. They swarmed up just now that they had restrained them, and the next scene was a little out of control. The enraged True Dragon Heroic Spirit beat the Ancient Era Demon Race violently.
"Stop, you must convince people with reason!"
At the critical moment, Feng Yixiu finally opened his mouth to scold everyone. He was really afraid that this poor ancient heroic spirit would be wiped out.
These ancient real dragon heroic spirits are still a bit measured, perhaps this is also related to Feng Yixiu's previous instructions.
"Hmph... You're lucky, if it wasn't for the good-hearted Lord, you would have to be wiped out today!" The real dragon heroic spirit who took the most ruthless shots then gave up and threw the ancient demons who were suppressed and unable to move. flew out.
With a smile, Feng Yixiu walked towards the ancient demon clan whose nose was bruised and swollen, and said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, I want to invite you to be my sword soul, I wonder if you are willing?"
"Kakkaka..."
Before waiting for the ancient demon master to answer, the ancient real dragon heroic spirits from all directions began to gear up, as if as long as he dared to say a word, everyone would rush to tear him to pieces!
"Wish... Yes, this is my honor!" The ancient demons forced a smile, but the smile was uglier than crying.
Under such circumstances, who would dare to say no, it is better to die than to live, the ancient demons can still figure this out.
Not only that, the ancient demons also have their own considerations. Although he did not see the true strength of the person who threatened to take him as a sword soul, the young man's ability to command all the ancient dragons is enough to prove his strength. !
"It's good to be willing, I never like to force..." Feng Yixiu's mouth rose slightly, and he took the initiative to stretch out his hand to help the ancient ancient demons in front of him.
"Not reluctantly, not reluctantly..."
The ancient demons nodded their heads like garlic, facing the menacing dragon army, how could he dare to say a word.
The steps after this are extremely simple, the ancient demon sword was successfully conquered by Feng Yixiu, and he didn't even feel the slightest resistance.
The reason why Feng Yixiu is eager to absorb this ancient demon sword, instead of letting him help him continue to expand his victory, is mainly because he has no trust in the heroic spirits other than the dragon clan heroic spirits. Who knows if they will run away while they are in chaos, but It is better to strike while the iron is hot and absorb it at one time.
"Let's go, let's continue!" Feng Yixiu continued to walk towards the inside of the Wanbing Tomb, passing through nothing.
In order to express themselves, these heroic dragon spirits have indeed gone out of their way. They almost don't need Feng Yixiu to take the initiative to speak. They only need a look to make the real dragon heroic spirits follow.
In the beginning, everyone could still remember Feng Yixiu's advice to convince people with reason, but in the later period, they became more and more violent in pursuit of efficiency.
Not to mention the ancient remnant that Feng Yixiu had targeted, even a dog passing by would be slapped twice by the Dragon Legion, and the speed of conquest was getting faster and faster.
"Hey! Are you interested in becoming the Lord's Sword Soul!"
"What? The Lord chooses you because he looks down on you, but you dare to refuse and fight!"
"This is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't you want to be rotten in this ghost place!"
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Thousands of dragon clan heroic spirits have different personalities, and everyone began to show their magical powers, using their own methods to persuade the ancient relics that Feng Yixiu took a fancy to.
With the passage of time, the speed may have been a little slow at the beginning, but when the news of Feng Yixiu's collection of sword souls in Wanbing Tomb was completely spread, there were ancient soldiers who came to the door.
Feng Yixiu also changed from coercion of violence at the beginning to the selection of the best among the best, and the ancient heroic souls who took the initiative to come to the door turned out to be long queues.
This kind of bizarre situation is completely beyond Feng Yixiu's original expectations, but how could he refuse this ancient heroic soul that came to his door.
In just one week, Feng Yixiu has collected nearly 70 million heroic souls, and most of them are the best heroic spirits.
The strength of the vast majority of these heroic spirits is basically above the initial level of the legendary realm, and there are even many middle-level and even high-level existences.
However, all this was broken around the tenth day, and Feng Yixiu finally found the existence of the Ghost King in the deepest part of Wanbing Tomb, but what he didn't expect was the ability of the other party to cause trouble!