Chapter 383:

Wushu and his people went to the cultivation world for three purposes. One is to learn the spells of the cultivation world, the other is to find a solution to the curse, and the third is to buy various books, spirits, elixir, etc. in the cultivation world and bring them back to the world. The kingdom of heaven was strengthened, so they brought a lot of money.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual world only accepts spiritual stones, and things are as easy and simple as they imagine. Although they successfully entered a certain sect under the introduction of the Miyin clan, everything had to start from scratch. The first test was Lingen, and later they were divided into disciples outside or disciples inside.
The disciples in the martial arts learned that they came from the human world, and all of them looked down on them. The lowest-level fifth and sixth-level practitioners could pinch them all at once. How can they stand up to others who have always been respected by others? After spending a few days in the martial arts, they discussed how to leave here, but how can they bring something back before leaving the cultivation world, after all, it is rare to come to the cultivation world.
Coincidentally, when they were sent down the mountain to buy living supplies for the martial arts, they met a monk who was hunted down. After the monk died, the killers did not search for his belongings, so they picked up a bargain. The monk's space ring contains not only spells, formations, and Danfang books, but also elixir, spirits, and stones.
They used spirit stones to buy a lot of things that could be used in the human world. Then, they encouraged the refining monks to go with them to dominate the world. Unfortunately, the refining monks were arrested by the monks they chased. Escaped while in chaos.
"Spirit? This is a trick?" The head of Zi Shenguo's eyes flashed with greed.
After the last mystic competition, things that are more powerful than the top magic weapon have spread to everyone's country. I did not expect that Heavenly Kingdom could have so many spirits at the same time.
Ignoring him for nothing, he drives the spirits to attack them in the dark.
Prince Yuxian of the Necromancers, they saw a weapon flying over, and they took out their own weapons.
Hei Xuyi noticed that the unbounded instruments were very different, and hurriedly said to Hei Xuyi: "Big brother, their magic instruments are full of power, not like ordinary magic instruments."
Emperor Gao Zu narrowed his eyes and said, "Everyone should be careful, it is really not an ordinary magic weapon.
Hei Xieyu said, "It's a magic weapon."
Everyone was surprised: "Spirit?"
Wu Ruo quickly took out Qian Fu's bag from the space, and when he opened it, the rich aura quickly spread around.
Hei Xietang asked curiously, "Dasao, what's in your bag?"
"It was a magical tool given to me by others." Wu Ruo said as he took it out, and then he drove the magical tool toward the flying magical tool.
Everyone looked at Wu Ruo in surprise.
"Spirit?" Hei Xietang's eyes glowed. "Dao, why do you have so many artifacts? Did your grandfather give them to you?"
"This was given to me by Qian Shen's sister Qian Fu." Wu Ruo turned to Hei Xuanyu and asked, "Did you say that Qian Shen's sister had already guessed the spirit artifact of Tiansheng?"
"should be."
Suddenly, a loud bang slammed, and several spirits collided together, making a bang, and the soldiers who tore under them were broken by their spiritual power, and fell to their death.
The others were so scared that they quickly avoided the artifact.
The opponent's level of spirits was comparable. After countless collisions, they couldn't support it anymore, and finally exploded. With a bang, they not only blasted the ground into a large pit, but also caused most of the soldiers on the field to fly and disrupt. All formations.
The huge wind blew around, Wu Ruo hurriedly stabilized their bodies, raised their hands to block the strong sand blowing.
Wu Ruo secretly rejoiced that Qian Shen gave him a magic weapon, otherwise they will lose today.
The commander of Zi Shenguo coughed a few times and stunned: "The magical tool is so good."
He raised his eyebrows without restraint. Although it is not surprising that Wu Ruo will also have a magic weapon, his face is still not good-looking. He originally wanted to use the magic weapon to take a big advantage to capture the dead nation. Fight. "
The nine-ranked sorcerers of the six kingdoms all entered the battle.
Hei Xieyu saw the senior warriors of the Six Kingdoms rush to the front of the battle, a wave, and everyone except the ghosts rushed to the battlefield.
At present, the whole grassland is either the sound of killing or the sound of explosion, and various mysteries emit colorful lights, which are both beautiful and spectacular, and make them feel particularly dangerous.
With the addition of the generals, the Necropolis' offensive became more and more fierce, and the large sword in his hand resolved one enemy, while Tongpu's nine-level spells were not opponents of the descendants of the immortals, and they were only suppressed on both sides.
The five small national soldiers never dare to underestimate them and have never fought against them.
Each time Wu Shu tried to attack the enemy with a large formation, Wu Ruo was shot with arrows.
The doctors of Heavenly Kingdom could not resurrect the dead soldiers even with the powerful self-healing technique. Moreover, under the continuous large-scale self-healing of the wounded, they became less and less spiritual, and they became more and more tired.
But for an hour, the large grassland was stained with blood, but the sound of the killing still shook the earth. The power of the Six Kingdoms was getting less and less, and the power of the Necropolis was increasing. They controlled other countries. The dead corpse soldiers were forced to defeat the Six Kingdoms as an adult meat shield, and they were beaten into scattered sand.
Wushu realized that although the Necropolis had been closed for nearly two years, both the military strength and the formation were stronger than their heavenly kingdom.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Rongguo's commander quickly asked the people under his hands to let the people in his country retreat.
The blue-headed commander was furious: "You timid rat."
The commander of Yan Rongguo sneered: "Just as you are brave, you really have such a great ability to take your soldiers to the funeral, I will not be there."
He turned with his tens of thousands of soldiers and left.
Lan Muguo's commander was half dead: "Your mother-in-law."
As soon as the porridge blew up, several doctors in Tiansheng Kingdom who were in charge of treating the wounded soldiers spewed out blood in unison. They were because of excessive treatment that depleted Lingtian, causing retrograde vomiting of qi and blood.
One of the doctors wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "The Necroman is worthy of being called the God of War. From the beginning, he has been fighting with so much power."
Ye Luoguo's commander said: "I think it's better to withdraw troops and discuss from a long-term perspective."
The commanders of Zishen State and Yuecang State nodded in agreement.
Wu Shuhan faced, gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw."
In fact, if they did not ask the old people of the Necropolis to solve their spells on the heavenly kingdom, or if the old people of the Necropolis were eager to attack the royal family, they would first study the books brought back from the cultivation world thoroughly. As for getting so embarrassed.
Wushu thought of the old tribe, and frowned.
By the way, what about the old people?
Did n’t the old people say that they were rebellious? Why didn't you see them?
The blue-headed commander angered: "I thought the heavenly kingdom was very powerful. I didn't expect to encounter the necropolis, and you only had to withdraw the soldiers and gave him a cold glance. Sweeping from the horse, and riding on his horse to lead the team to leave Heixuantang to see them lose their helmets and armors and fled the grassland, laughing out loud; "Brother, should you catch up?" "Hei Xuan squinted: Yes, this time until they dare not have the next time, the ghost clan will obey and throw the corpses of the six kingdoms into their escaped team." "Yes." All ghost soldiers He flew out, picked up the corpse on the ground, and quickly chased the troops of the six countries.
Hei Xietang laughed even more: "Brother, really."
Some troops from the six countries who were fleeing looked back, and their faces changed greatly.
"Look, the ghosts are coming after them, and they still have the body in their arms."
Everyone turned back and saw the densely packed ghost soldiers in the sky, hurried to speed up, but no matter how they ran, no ghost soldiers in the sky were flying fast. After a while, the ghost soldiers flew over their heads, hesitating the dark clouds Cover the sun, blocking the daylight overhead.
"Run, everyone," the soldiers of the six kingdoms yelled, "they must want to use corpses to bomb us."
People in the Six Kingdoms heard that they could not wait for themselves to grow and retreat.
The ghost soldiers threw the corpses down to them, screaming at ordinary soldiers, howling and dodging. After they were thrown away, the ghost soldiers quickly evacuated. The next moment, a sky-thunder sound came out one after another. The people in the six kingdoms were not What died was the wounded. Originally, there were more than two million people who died in a blink of an eye, and the sound was heard even by the emperor who was dozens of miles away.
The Emperor stepped out of the tent and asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know." The four guards looked at the direction of the sound: "Holy Emperor, the sound seems to come from the direction of the battlefield."
"On the battlefield?" The Holy Emperor had a bad hunch: "Can anyone send someone to report the situation?"
"No."
The emperor sank his face: "No one came back to report the situation, wouldn't you send someone to inquire?"
The four guards looked at each other, and one of them said, "Subordinates, let's inquire about the situation."
"Come back." The emperor stopped at his footsteps, and shouted to the tent, "Nong Su."
"Subordinates are here." A tall man walked out of the tent quickly: "What did the Emperor Saint command?"
"You have done a great job, and you can give back to the situation in a short time."
"Yes." Nong Su turned around, and suddenly, ten figures emerged from the shadow of the tent, blocking his way.
When Nong Su saw the people, he was startled, and hurried to protect the emperor.
The four guards were shocked when they saw the people wearing ordinary robes and shouted, "Who is coming, why did you break into the military camp of the Holy Kingdom?"
The guards around heard the sound and came around.
The emperor looked at the ten tall young men in front of him, and then looked at Nong Su with a tense face, and asked in a low voice, "Who are they?"
Nong Suwei whispered to the people behind him and said, "Holy Emperor, they are people of the hermit. They should come for our escape. He met these people when he went to the hermit and naturally knew who they were. .
The emperor frowned frantically, and said, "You haven't taken them down yet."
"Yes."
The guards rushed over.
"Holy Emperor, our people are not their opponents, let's go quickly." Nong Su ran with the holy emperor.
The emperor also knew the power of the Mymit, and no longer maintained the dignity of the emperor, and quickly followed Nongsu.
The guards behind them were vulnerable, as long as the Mysterious Clan used one trick to bring down all the surrounding guards, and then jumped up, using light power to fall in front of the Holy Emperor, blocking their way.